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VOL XI.
J, H. & W. B. SEALS{PROPRIETORS.
ATLANTA, GA„ MAY 8, 1886,
Terms in Advance I sinolIw’A 2 ;^.
NO. 550
IX-PRESIDEHT DAVIS.
His Grand Tour and Speeches
in Alabama and Georgia.
Confederate Monument in Montgom
ery and the Hill Statue in
Atlanta.
INTENSE ENTHUSIASM.
o
The past week has been fraught with extra,
ordinary demonstrations incident to the laying
of the corner stone of a monument to the Con
federate dead in Montgomery, by ex-President
Davis, and the unveiling of a statue of the Hon-
B. H. Hill in '.Atlanta, Ga. The crowds have
been overwhelming and the enthusiasm un*
bounded. The presence of Mr. Davis among
the people after his long retirement from pub.
lie life re kindled old affections and associations
and wrought the people up to the highest pitch
of excitement. His trip to Montgomery and
from there to Atlanta and from Atlanta to Ma
con and Savannah, was one grand ovation.
Mr- Davis’ Speech in Montgomery-
Mayor Reese in introducing Mr. Davis said:
“My countrymen—With emotions of profound
reverence I introduce the highest type of South
ern manhood, Hon. Jefferson Davis.” Pro
longed cheers greeted the appearance of the
venerable Mr. Davis, and it was several m in
utes before silence came. Mr. Davis spoke in
clear, ringing tones, making it easy for every
one to bear him plainly. He said:
liy countrymen: It would be vain if I should
attempt to express to you the deep gratification
which I feel at this demonstration; but 1 know
that it Is not personal, and therefore I feel the
more deeply grateful, because it is for a senti
ment far dearer to me than myself. [Applause.]
You have passed through the terrible ordeal of
a war, which Alabama did not se ®£- ®A e
fe)t. b'r wrones too grievous for further tolera
tion sii> sought u peaceauie solution. Ttaat be
ing denied her, the thunders of war came ring
ing over the land. Then her people rose in their
majesty. Gray-haired sires and beardless boys
rushed to the front. It was t^atwar winch
Christianity alone approved—Julian
defense. Well do I remember seeing yourgen-
tle boys, so small, to use the {armets phrase,
that they might have been called 9 ®®Jl ®® r “>
moving on with eager steps and fearless brow
to the carnival of death, and I £ave also looked
upon them when their knapsacks and muskets
hs&rsasz ssr*. 0 was
passed. Many of those boys ^^“ihevTve
less grave. But they are not dead. They live
in the memory, and their spirits are in that
grand column above which is marching on with
unfaltering steps toward the goal of constitu-
‘‘Ke^^in^tuemp" a g ^ I have already
said, to express my gratitude to you. 1 am
standiug now very nearly on the wliere I
stood when I took the °atti of ofiflce •
Your demonstration now exceeds that which
welcomed me then. This shows th ^ P
of Southern liberty is not dead. [Immense ap
clause 1 Then you were full of joyous nope,
with the full prospect of achieving all you de-
sired, and now you are wrapped in the mant e
of regret; and yet that regret. only manifests
more profoundly, and does not obliterate the
exDresslon of your sentiments. I felt last night
as ^approached the Exchange Hotel from the
paiiarv of which vour peerless orator, William
L. Yancy, introduced me to the people of Mont-
gomery, and commended me in language which
ouly his eloquence could yield, and wJich far
exceeded my merit, l felt, I saj again, that l
was coming to my home, coming ,o the land
where liberty dies not and heroic sentiments
will live forever. [Applause ]
1 have been promised by my friends that I
should not he called upon to make, a. speech,
and therefore 1 will only extend to y o 1
heartfelt thanks. God bless you, one and all-
old men and boys, and the ‘adies. iabove all
others, who never faltered in our direst need.
Enthusiastic and prolonged cheering followed
the speech, and Mr. 1)avis having taken a seat,
was iorced to rise and bow to the ru-ht and left.
Governor E. A. O’Neal then introauced General
John B. Gordon in a very neat aud appropriate
speech.
His Speech in Atlanta.
Mr. Grady introduced Mr. Davis in the fol-
lowing happy style: -
“Had the great man whose memory is perpet
uated in this marble, chosen of all men, one wit
ness to his constancy and his courage, he would
have chosen the honorable statesman whose
presence honors this platform today. Had the
people of Georgia chosen of all men, one man
today to 3id in this sacred duty, and, by the
memories that invest him about, to give deeper
sanctity to their work, they would have chosen
Jefferson Davis, first and last president of the
Confederate States. It is good, sir, (turning to
Mr. Davis) for you to be here. Other leaders
have had their triumphs. Conquerors have won
crowns, and honors have been piled on the vic
tors of earth’s great battles, but never yet, sir,
came man to more loving people. Never con.
queror wore prouder diadem than the deathless
love that crowns your grey hairs today. Never
king inhabited more splendid palace than the
millions oi brave hearts In which your dear
name and tame are forever enshrined. Speak
ing to you, sir, as the sou of a Confederate sol
dier who sealed his devotion with his life—hold
ing kinship through the priceless heritage of his
blood to you ana yours—standing midway be
tween the thinning ranks of his old comrades,
whose faltering footsteps are turned toward the
grave, aud the new generation thronging eager
ly to take the work that falls unfinished lrom
their hands—here iu the auspicious Present,
across which the historic Past salutes a glorious
Future, let me pledge you that the love we bear
you shall be transmitted to our children, and our
children’s children, and that generations yet
unborn shall iu this lair lanu hold your memory
sacred, aud point with pride to your lofty and
stainless life.
MB. DAVIS SPEAKS.
Amid the most stupendous cheers Mr. Davis
advanced to the edge ot the platform aDd said:
Ladles and Gentlemen: You have been, I be
lieve, generally apprised tnat no address was
to be expected from me. I came here to silent
ly and reverently witness the unveiling of this
statue ot my friend. 1 came as one who wanted
to show his respect tor a man who tn victory or
defeat was ever the same—brave, courageous
aud true. If I were asked from Georgia’s his
tory to name three men who were ialr types of
Georgians. I would take Oglethorpe the benev-
oientiTroup the dauntless, and Hill the faith
ful. [Great applause ] It is known to you gen
erally, it has been tolu to you today what part
he took In the struggle which has just passed.
If it were expected of me, and 1 felt able to
speak, I should feel that nothing could proper
ly supplement the great orations to which you
have listened. There Is notbiDg to be added.
It is complete. But there is something I may
say of my dead friend. If he was the last to en
gage in the war between the States, be was the
last to give it up. If he did not precipitate tf-V,-
controversy he stood by the wreck of our ftV 7 '
tunes, aDd it was bis voice that was raised louu-
est and rang clearest for Georgia to assert her
sovereignty. When, under the power of the
conquering enemy—for the 1 " were still snch—
when paralysed by defeat poverty onr peo
ple seemed to shrink back, hopeless of the fu
ture and despondent of the past, be wrote those
notes on the situation that first kindled the fires
of hope in Georgia and elsewhere. His voice
raog out and called the people to remember that
their cause was not lost; it was the eternal
cause ot trnth and justice, and be invoked Geor
gians to renew the struggle in such form as has
led to the Independence you now enjoy. But I
dare not speak of Hill personally. From the be
ginning to the end of the controversy be was
one on whose shoulder I could place my hand
and feel that its foundation was as firm as mar
ble. He bad notbiDg to ask, but be baa much
to give, and when I was the last from the South
who could excite any expectation of benefit, it
was Hill whose voice rose triumphant iu the
Senate and mashed the ingenious Yankee down.
[Great cheering] My triends, ours is the day
of peace. The friend whose memory we have
met to boDor taught us the lesson of peace as
well as resistance. He taught us that It was
through peaceful methods we were to regain our
rights. We have trodden the thorny path aDd
passed <bver the worst part of the road. Let us
still remember feaity to every promise we have
given, but still let us love Georgia and her
rights, and may her rights of freedom and inde
pendence, such as your fathers gave you, be
yours and your childrens forever.
Mr- Davis in Macon. En Route to Sa
vannah,
The committee formed by twos and faced
about, and bowed their head as the white-haired
hero descended the car steps, supported by
Governor McDaniel and Judge J. C. Harris, of
Macon. Walking briskly over a pathway strewn
with flowers, Mr. Davis, with Miss Winnie Da
vis and Mr. Howell Cobb, walked through the
inner gates and ascended the grand stairway.
AN AFFECTING INCIDENT.
Into the handsome office of the Central rail- (
nh.il CxmipailJ tl.oy Kan- URn-r-. 0 Jay MtAter of
Trains Hogue, and then oht on to the balcony
fronting Fourth street. Cheers and huzzas
greeted Mr. Davis’s appearance, and when be
walked forward and embraced the widow of
that dead statesman, Howell Cobb, the enthu
siasm went wild. In an appropriate kddress,
Judge C. J. Harrts introduced Mr. Davis, and
cheers again interrupted the speajGng. Bowing
bis silvery head, Mr. Davis beguuie delivery
of his address. He said:
Friends and Countrymen, Ladies and Gentle
men : This visit to Macon brings up tender
and precious thoughts, around which cling
memories of the closing struggle and the most
important events of the Confederacy when the
struggle ended, and when my wife and sick in
fant sought refuge. It was here where that
grand oia man Howell Cobb, received my wile,
who was disconsolate and persecuted—perse
cuted because she was the wife of one who tried
to do his duty by his countrymen. It was here
also that one good Yankee allowed us to go to
Macon and gave us quartets. That sick infant
has grown into a tali woman.”
Here Miss Winnie came forward and receiv
ed a shout of applause. With his arm around
her, Mr. Davis continued:
This is my daughter, the child of the Confed
eracy. She was born the last year of the war,
and she exults in the fact that she was born in
the Southern Confederacy. [Applause.] Geor
gia has been redeemed from the oppression
thrown around her in the daysot reconstruction,
when they refused to let you in. In this, as in
the great struggle, you have shown fortitude,
anu at last your labors have been crowned. You
are inarchiug forward to prosperity anil may
God bless you. My heart is always warm to
you. You are Confederates, and 1 love you tor
it. Mississippi is the daughter ot Georgia, and
I am the son ol a Georgian. Again I say God
bless Georgia and her people.”
Descending the slips with an agility that was
surprisingly gratifying, he boarded the train
aud the crowd forced its way in part into the
car shed. As the loud and prolonged cheers
went up he appeared smiling and radiant on
the rear platiorm, and eager bands were
stretched out to grasp that of their beloved
chief. He was almost dragged off the platform
by the eager throng. Slowly the train* moved
off and as it passed out of the shadow of the
great structure, a flood of sunlight fell on that
revered head.
Leaving Macon, a number of stops were
made, and everywhere the people turned out
by hundreds, It is estimated that fully 75 000
people saw Mr. Davis irom Atlanta to Savan
nah. He was quite leeble and reclined all the
way.
y.HCA-SuMtag.
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Qtrookv^-garnhgri
Chfc*2» Ot
General Mn B. Gordon’s Address
in Montgomery.
In speaking of ex-President Davis, he said:
To my mind, great and grand as he was in the
hour of bis most splendid triumph, he was great
er and grander still in the hour of his deepest
humiliation. And when alienations and bitter
memories are gone, when the cruciai test of his
torical analysis shall be fully, fairly and truth
fully made—then his name and bis fame, his
conspicuous service to the country before the
war, his unrivaled Siate papers and manly ut
terances during the war, and his moral eleva
tion and matchless fortitude as prisoner of the
PETITIONS FROM THE PEOPLE.
Merchants and the Drummers, and a
Flea from the Liquor Men.
Washington, April 28.—A monster memo
rial from wholesale mercantile honses in
New York, Philadelphia, Boston, Ohioago,
Baltimore and New Orleans was presented
to the Honse today by Representatives from
these cities, asking the passage of the James
bill to prohibit the taxation of drnmmers
by Slates, territories or mnnioipalities. The
State after the war will command universal re- names of over 2,000 New York firms and
spect and challenge unqualified admiration. I-,..-,,.,
individual dealers were signed to the memo-
The occasion appealed to patriotism in its best; .. .. .. .... _
and broadest sense. " aL Excepting the mammoth petitions
! against the Lowell Bankruptcy bill in the
The soldier or the citizen of the North or the 1 ,, , .. „ ,. ,
South who would frown i.pon scenes like this Horty-seventh Congress, there has never
in either section, who does uot esteem the re-1 oome to Congress a petition representing as
Tight Lacing to be Fashionable Again.
[Balti
“Is it true,” we as!
modistes, “that tight lai
ion again?”
“Yes, it Is true. You see It is fashionable for
ladies to be broad shouldered and small waisted;
and customers of mine, whose clothes I used to
make from twenty-three to twtinty-seven inches,
waist measure, now have them five inches
smaller. Only a year ago a natural waist, meas
uring say from twenty-five to twenty-seven
Inches, was considered graceful and pretty,
which it really is, but now it is not fashionable
to measure more than from eighteen to twenty,
three. Of course the laciDg is done by means of
the corset, but sometimes I nearly break my
fingets trying to fit and close basques that are
so tight tney will not meet wlUiMMUfiort.
While everything must be —
waist, breadth and fullness al
and bust are striven after, as
trast to intensify tne seemln:
waist. Do I use padding? Ol
The hollows between the sho
the arms are filled out with it,
one whole shoulder is made of it,
oue shoulder is higher than the
thing must fit skin tight these a
has not a good figure it must be
favorite method of procedure is to fit
the figure a lining, on whicn the figure
out with cotton wherever needed. Ovei
fitted a second lining, and tfien comes tne dn
material.”
Pray for others in snch forms, with such
leugth, importunity and earnestness, as you use
for yourself; and you will find all little ill-natur
ed passions die away, your Peart grow great
and generous, deligfiting in the common nappi-
ness of others, as you used only to delight in
your own.—Laic.
nown won by both armies in the «late war, as
enrichment of the history and aliment fortbe pa
triotism of the whole peopfeT is narrow in con
ception and jaundiced iu vision.
Having spoken with dissent from, through ap
prehension of, Charles Sumner’s effort to de
stroy mementoes of one section’s triumph over
the other, General Gordon said:
Standing near the summit of this, the nine
teenth century, and looking backward through
all the history, modern aud ancient, civilized
and barbaric, I assert the belief, grounded upon
carelul thought and statistical information, that
no more exalted purposes ever inspired a peo
ple than tnose which impelled the South to en
ter upon her perilous struggles for independ
ence, nor ever induced a freer or more costly
sacriflee,'iior led to a defense, which, though
Uhsuceeulnl, secured a more deathless renown.
The speaker then adduced statistics in': evi"
deuce of the South’s remarkable endurance
against a courageous and powerful foe, and de
clared hjs belief that the secret lay in the fact
that the Southern people fought in defense of
what they firmly believed their rights, while the
p Northern soldier was devoted to the less tangi
one Dl our best known We ldwt of prese rving the union of the States,
iiftr Iwl.oming Into fash. were impelled by the authoritative sanc
tion of a genuine patriotism; and every soldier
who fell on either side turned his pale face to
heaven, a martyr to the right as he understood
it.”
The address closed with this exhortation:
mnoh capital as that filed with the House to
day.
A funny anti-prohibition memorial wes
presented to the Honse to-day by Mr. Hop
kins of Illinois. Citizens of his State, the
memorialists, trace true temperance back to
the time when Christ blessed the wine and
bade his disoiples drink in remembrance
of him. They allege that prohibition ia a
Mohammedan idea, and has always been
concomitant of polygamy, rapine, outlawry
ana other terrible things, and that when
people are denied alooholio beverages they
take to opium and other indulgences worse
than drinking. The memorialists ask the
appointment of a committee to investigate
the evil effects of the Mahommedan ideaof
prohibition in China and other Oriental
countries where opium eating and smoking
and other sensual indulgences are the prin
cipal vices.
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And now let the manly virtues of the fathers
and the stainless purity of the mothers dwell
richly on their song and daughters; let personal
and public honor be the commanding law both
of vour thought and your action; let your repre
sentatives, State ana federal, still maintain un
tarnished reputations for incorruptibility in
office; letyoar fidelity tirtbe whole country be
as con^tcuous in peace as was yonr devotion
to thigsotith during devastating war; let the
Sontlfs plighted faith to the Dermanent union
* ” *- sis
i and the i
suits of the
i legitimate
war be forever unquestioned; let all constitu-
•ual policies that tend to unite more closely
9 sections and people. and at the same time to
otesimplicity and econumy ot aoministra-
flnd among yon their sincerest and most
‘ «ned champions. Then, in the march of
mblic to its destiny, the South will resume
place with tberanks at the bead of the col-
i, and the nsMes of Southern statesmen and
Sontnern soldier! will live among the most con
spicuous and honored in our country’s history.
Prince of Wales is a pronounced marti*
social etiauette, and insists upon Prince
enry of Battenberg’s oeing kept hack in his
proper place on all State occasions.
Charles Dudly Warner writes concerning the
millinery bird business: ”A dead bird does not
help tbe appearance of an ugly woman, and a
pretty woman needs no such indorsement. If
you can get the women to recognize these two
things a great deal will be done to. the protec
tion of our song birds.”
Denounced by the holy see.
Cardinal Tacherean oi Montreal Gives
Warning Against the Knights.
Montreal, Qne., April 28.—In Cardinal Tach-
ereau’s mandament against the Knights of La.
bor, he says:
“Serious riots, attended with disastrous con
flagration and great loss of life, have just oc
curred in a number of cities in the United
states, and these misfortunes are the result of
strikes organized by a society whose ramifica
tions extend everywhere, and count as its mem
ber* laboring men of every kind. Having learn
ed that delegates of the society known as
Knights of Labor have endeavored to recruit
member^ in some parts of tbis province, we be
lieve it our duty, dear breathern, to place you
on your guard against it, and please remark
that we do not speak in our own name, but in
that of the Holy See, whose advice we have
asked.”
The Cardinal quotes from the communication
of the Holy See in support of his pronuncia-
mento.
Mr. Lewes kept every adverse criticism of
George Eliot’s work from her, and it was a
Draconian law of the household that not tbe
most distant allusion should be made to her
books in her presence. To enforce this law Mr.
Lewes has been known to sacrifice the feelings
of an invited guest. Upon the occasion of a
dinner at the Priory, Mr. Burton,of the Nation
al Gallery, who once traveled iu Italy with Mr.
Lewes and George Eliot, and of whom the lat
ter writes somewhat copiously in one of her let
ters, was once speaking of some recently pub
lished book, and eartiessly said: “’Tis just
about tbe thickness of ‘Middlemarcb.” A dead
silence fell upon tbe circle of that central, au
gust priestess. Then, after a time, out of that
awful yoid was beard tbe awed voice of Mr.
Lewes, saying: “Mr. Burton, hadn’t we better
speak of something of more general interest?”
RAINBOWPARTIES.
Chicago’s Very Newest Way of Spend
ing Time and Money.
Chicago News.
The latest society novelty is what is known
as the rainbow party. Already it has assumed
the proportions of an epidemic, although it
made its first appearance in this city only a few
weeks ago. Old bachelors and young men who
have always lived lives of single blessedness
are generally the fortunate ones at these par
ties. The rainbow party cunningly serves to
illustrate the helplessness of man, and also dis
plays in no dim light the advantages of being
married.
AU the young ladies in attendance wear neat
little aprons of such design and color as the
taste of the wearer may suggest. Tue bottoms
are all carefully left unhemmed. Every young
lady has a number and duplicate numbers are
kept in a box, which is generally placed in the
neighborhood of the genilemen’s cloak room in
charge of two young ladies. The gentlemen
buy tickets which entitle them to a draw from
tbe box. The purchaser having drawn a num
ber at once sets out to fiDd the young lady
wearing the duplicate number on her apron
The tickets are generally Si each, but at a
South side party given a few nights
brought $5 each. .4^*
After all the young men
aprons—or rather their you:
the proper aprons—the mas
announces the conditions. Th'
to hem the aprons, and the one
est, auickest and most careful pi
to receive a prize. The youn£
their escorts with needle and thq
call of time the Ifun begins with
the contestants to thread their needles. Yi
ladies are strictly forbidden to thread the
needles of tneir escorts, and a violation of the
rule compels the recipient of the favor to forfeit
all claims on tbe prize.
The young ladies enjoy the contest immense
ly, and it is inde d a pretty sight to watch a
score of smiling young misses leaning back in
their chairs and watching with merry eyes the
struggles of the clumsy fingered swains before
them. After the needles are threaded and the
young men are at work the scene is none the
less inspiring. At last time is called, and a
committee judges on the work. Tne prizes are
sometimes quite valuable. At a West-side
party recently the young man who was most
bandy with needle and thread carried home an
elegant French mantel clock.
The aprons are raffled off after the prizes are
awarded, and when a jealous young man at
tempts, as is often the case, to outbid a rival
for tne possession of a pretty girl’s apron, the
pnees brought by the innocent little aprons are
amazingly large. At one rainbow party the
sales amounted to $72.
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BUST IID III MSI.
BY FANNY ANDREWS.
When my grand-mother was first married,'the
went to live with her husband on his plantation
in Wilkes connty. They had been settled in
their new home but a short time when the young
wife undertook to give a little dinner party to
her husband on his birthday.
My grandfather was particularly fond of roast
goose with apple sauce, so the young house
keeper selected a fine gander from tbe flock,
fattened him carefully, and on tbe evening be
fore the important day, had him killed and
cleaned and hung up in the back porch to keep
sweet and fresh until morning.
Thus far all her preparations bad gone on
prosperously, and she sat down to breakfast
next morning congratulating herself that the
principal dish on her bill of fare was already
provided, when suddenly in rushed Betsy, the
cook, displaying at arms leDgth the empty meat
bag in which the goose had been enveloped the
night before.
“Miss Liza,” she exclaimed, exhibiting the
soiled and torn relic, "alnt dis neer de bag what
you put dat goose in las’ night ?”
“Yes, the bag—but the goose, Betsy, where
is the goose?” gasped the young housekeeper
In dismay.
“Yes, whar dat goose, sho’ ’nougb,” said Bet
sy, shaking the bag. “You better ax Rollo
’bout dat ; dat dog got a mighty mean look like
he bin a stealin’ gumpen. Alnt you shame o’
yoset. Rolio. to go an’ steal Miss Liza’s fat
goose, an’comp’ny a cornin’ too! Git alone
outen beer, sir 1”
The dog, hearing himself scolded, put his tall
between ms legs and slunk away with a guilty
look that seemed to stamp him at once as the
culprit, and Betsy continued, triumphantly,
“Dat dog done take dat goose off an’ eat it np
sho’s you’r born, Atter I had done brung in
-—...... . — nt tQ take dowDi j ur -
, u’ dar warn’t no noose <
Ivin J
whar Rollo had done bu9t It open to git dat
goose out. Dat dog oughter be ’shame o’ his-
sef.”
It was too late now to prepare another goose
so my grandmother’s guests, much to the good
lady’s mortification, bad to dine modestly on
roast chicken and boiled ham. My grandfaL »r
however, bore »be disaster -or admirably ana
consoled her by dec,-ring that Its badVNfter oa-
joyed a dinner more in his lire. The deaaert
too, was a triumph in its way; so my gna&-
mother was comforted, and would have thought
no more about that unlucky goose If accident
bad net brought it again to her mind in a verv
startling way. J
Just oetore going to bed that night she re
membered that she had neglected to give out
buck-wheat for breakfast, and not wishing to
disturb the cook at that hour, she concluded to
step out to the kitchen and make up the dough
herself. The next day was Sunday, and the
negroes were having what they called a “con
traction meetln’,” in their chnrch. Knowing
that Betsy was one of the chief sisters in the
congregation, my grandmother supposed she
would have a great deal to do and kindly re
frained from disturbing her. Imagine then,
the young mistress’ surprise on opening the
kitchen door, to see Betsy with her husband
and two negro preachers, seated at a table on
which smoked the identical goose tnat had been
killed to grace my granfather’s birth-day din
ner!
Why is it that on detecting unexpected guilt
in others, we often have a guilty feeling our
selves and suffer scarcely less shame and con
fusion than the real culprit? Thus it was with
my grandmother. A glance at Betsy’s blank
lace sent the blood tingling to her own, and she
considerately turned away until the goose
had time to mysteriously disappear from
the table. Betsy was one ol grand
mother’s own servants, trained by her
mother and given the young bride to accompany
Uer to her new home, she felt scatcely less
mortified at discovering Betsy’s dishonesty
than it sue had been detected in the like her
self. She determined to say nothing about the
matter at present, for she knew that if she told
her husband, he would have the culprit whip
ped, and to whip Betsy seemed little short of
sacrilege. My grandmother was at that confid
ing age when we are apt to have great respect
lor moral suasion as an instrument of reform,
and she resolved to try its virtues on Betsy by
giviug her a serious talk the first opportunity.
The opportunity soon presented itself. Next
morning, after breakfast, Betsy made her ap
pearance, rigged out iu all her Sunday finery
and asked leave to go to church. “Hit’s im-
lUhion Sunday, Miss Liza,” she added, “an I
auts to git dar in time lur de sacrament.”
“Why Betsy,” said the young misuess shock
ed, “you surely wont have the face to go to
communion today, an<Lonlylist night you stole
that goose! Yon forget wjjt a sacred ana sol
emn thing the Lord’S SoHer is, and how dan
gerous to those who-palVke thereof nnworthy;
BOSTON’S
WHISTLING
DEAD.
COBBLER
He Gave “Yankee Doodle” Every Day,
in Costume, on the Streets.
Boston, April 28.—Isaac B. Sawtell, well
known in and about Boston as “Yankee Doodle,
the Whistling Cobbler,” and who was found on
Monday lying insensible on the floor of his little
shop at No. 1275 Washington street and taken
to tne hospital suffering with paralysis of the
brain, died last night, aged 74. For years it was
Yankee Doodle’s” daily custom to preambu
late the streets of Boston habited in a blouse,
with a kit of toois and a pair of boots slung over
his shoulder, whistling his only tune in flte like
notes that could be heard blocks away. He
spoke to uo one, but people soon learned that
he was whistling for trade and were led to try
his skill. His cobbling proved to be as good as
his whistling, and in the course of years he sav
ed a snug fortune. Of late years he drove qui'e
a trade in letting out his quaint costume to mas
queraders. Lingard, the character actor, once
bought a suit of him and impersonated him at
the Boston Theatre with great success.
.you ought tuuemble-to approach it until you
nave repentBO of what yon did last night, and
asked Gog to forgive you. Stealing, Betsy, is a
“I aint stole no goose, Miss Liza,” protested
Betsy, looking tbe picture of lnuocence. “Dat
dar warn’t yo’ goose, hit was—
“Hash, hush, Betsy,” said the pious lady sol
emnly, “don’t add tbe sin of falsehood to theft.
If you do that I will have to tell your master
and have you punished.”
This was the sort of suasion calculated to in
fluence Betsy. She looked confused, and stam
mered out:
"I clar tefo God I never stole dat goose, Miss
Liza, l’s gwiue tell you de whole trufe now. I
loun’ dat goose a layin’ under de bouse whar de
dog had done carried it and eat half of it up, an’
thought whitefolks wouldn’t want to eat no
f oose atter de dog’s mouf had done ben on it, so
jes’ took an’ cooked it fur me an’ Jake an’
brother Edom an’ t’other preacher, cause dar
warn’t no mo’ but a little piece of it lef’, and I
knowed vou an’ Mass John wasn’t gwlne to
tech}( den.”
• Even if that were so. Betsy,” said my grand
mother, who had a distinct recollection of see
ing a whole goose at Betsy’s feast, “you should
have come and told me. You knew that the
goose didn’t beloDg to you; you knew that you
were doing wroug to take it, and you ought not
to presume to show yourself at the Lord’s table
till you have confessed your sin to Him and
assed his forgiveness.”
“La! Miss Liza,” cried Betsy, recovering her
self-possessioo, as no further mention was made
of telling marster, “d'you reckon I’se gwii
let a little thing like dat goose stan’ a’tv
an’ my Jesus?”
Graumotuer was silenced. She ha
swer for logic of this sort, and from that c_
faith in moral suasion began to decline,
presume it finally weDt out altogether, for I
nave a vivid recollection of the vigorous physi
cal methods she in after years applied to the
hacks of her grandchildren.
A Woman’s League in Boston has addressed a
memorial to the President protesting against
the purchase by Miss Folsom of European
for her wedding fixin’s. The league thinks
' meri an workwomen and American manufac-
me
her
turers should be patronized. The league is Dot
com j >sed ol workwomen. It seems to mistake
its uiission. It should let great economical
pioblems alone, and devote more time to gossip
about the material and artistic make-up of the
supposed bride-elect’s trousseau.
