About The sunny South. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1875-1907 | View Entire Issue (March 19, 1887)
I a THE SUNNY SOUTH, ATLANTA. GA*. SATURDAY MORNING, MARCH 19, 1887. COL JDDSOH OF ALABAMA; Southerner's Experience in Mew York Git;. BT 7. BEAST. [Copyrighted by the Author.] CHAPTER VIL—continued. "What a horrid hole!” cried both the ladies in an indignant ani astonished chorus. •‘Not a drop of water! Only one chair! What a hard bed! And smells musty, too! How Deidestly awful!” These were their exclamations as they looked about the room and inspected its ap pointments and disappointments, and, indeq I, thnr did seem to be in some measure, getting thrtr pay In kind for their barbarity to their own lodgers; for not only was there but one A.i. and a very hard, musty bed without swings, but there was no carpet on the floor— oS s istraw matting. The furniture, which was a yellow cottage suit of the cheapest kind, consisted solely of a bedstead, a small bureau, a tepoy table, and a wgshstand. There was no wardrobe, and only four books for the ac commodation of a lady’s entire wearing appa- reL Tbs room was about seven by eleven and oonUuDftd op & window; but Mrt. Gipp* wid Mias Tillie oonaoled themselves for the ei* tnou poverty of the room with the reflection list the terms moat be low. _ _ . ••I don’t see how they could have the lmpu- dfuce to charge over a dollar and a half a d«,” whispered Miss Tillie (for the transom .as open). “Funny, though,” she added, “so •ianv rich people won d come here. Those I saw were dressed to kill—velvets, silks and diamonds. I saw several Jews. For all we could tell, she might ’a’ been among them. Veil ! 1 never longed to have money like I did when I looked around that rich crowd! Plague take it! I’m as good as they are and it loikefi mo mad to think this is th© only decent dress I’ve got to my back! I know one thing about it, I’ll never give up this chase for the Colonel Ull I find him. If he ain’t here, it a quite likely they can tell us where he s gone. “1 haven’t given up hopilg he s here, re turned Mrs. Gipps. ’’This would be the best place in the world to bring him to the point. You could go into the surf with him to-morrow and all but make him hold you all the while. “That’s so!” rejoined Miss Tillie delightedly as she picked out her crimps before the mirror and surveyed he. self with complacency. 1 .1 pretend I’m almost drowned and throw mj arms around bis neck-the darling! I don t t hink no better place for bringing a man to the point coaid be found than tins. We 11 go up the light house, too, and I’ll let on to be ready to drop climbing up the stairs; and he 11 have to put his arm around me to hold me up; then I’ll drop my head on his breast, and, my gra cious! see if he don’t propose then! Oh! this is an elegant place! Now, ma, don t you go tomakingaiussif you find out they charge more here than you expert. ^ 1 11 make it all up to you, ma; indeed 1 wi 1.” “Tillie,” returned the mother, thinking of the mortgage cveiy minute, “I’ll^ sacrifice everything to see you happy 1 1 don’t care it it beggars me, I’ll see you _ places are awful extortionate, but you won t hear one whimper out of my head even if tliej charge us two dollars a day; no, not even il they charge two and a half!” ‘•Now, me, that’s good of you ! cried .Miss Tillie m her most dulcet tones. “I’m glad you talk that way. It’s sensible, and jives 'me the heart to go on ; you’ll find this is a good speculation, ma. Nothing venture, nothing win.” , , “That’s so,” returned the fond mother. “But that ain’t why 1 feel a.- 1 do, 1’iilie. 1 know you love the Colonel, and I know it 11 be a good match for you. Come, dear, less go down to supper before everything’s eat up. Aint. you most ready?” ‘•Yes, ma,” cooed Miss ’Tillie lovingly, and they blew out their tallow candle and paused out into the hall and down into the dining room. a vast, dimly-lighted room, where, as it was now after eight o’clock, there was no one -In spite of everything they felt like shams, pretenders and humbugs, and they longed to hide their heads. At last Miss Tillie whis pered: “Less go to bed; I’m tired half to death.” “Mr,- too,” responded Mrs. Gipps. And they ■ought the atekuion of their, li tie room. “Doem’t it look too mean for anything?” cried Miss Tillie aa she lighted the candle and looked* around the sparsely furnished apart ment.. "Well, It’s cheap,” replied Mrs. Gipps, “so it's all for the best. It won’t kill us for one night. (Though she changed her mind after she got into bed, and firmly believed she couldn’t live till morning.) Miss Tillie as the superior being, the pros pective monied party, twka seat in the chair; and her mother aa the inferior member ef the family, the poor relation, seated herself on the side‘of-the bed. And then they discussed and animadverted upon the people they had seen down stain till overcome by the fatigue of the day, when they retired to bed and fell asleep regretting their inability to get away earlier. In fact on this point they had not made the same searching investigation which they had so ably devoted to other people’s business. The clerk didn’t say 4bey cou d not go before three thirty. They asked when they could get off, and be replied that they could go at three thirty; or perhaps, to be more exact, his actual words were: “There’s a boat at three thirty, p. m." And if they had pursued the investigation with the energy and ardor which they had infused into tae labor of looking into the Colonel's affairs, they doubtless would have unearthed the fact that there wm also a boat at six thirty in the morning. Ignorant of this, however, they slept till seven and went down to breakfast at eight. After breakfast they strolled over to the boat landing and gtzed on the Great South Hay for half au hour, a >d yawned and wished the boat went earlier. Then they returned to the hotel and sauntered over to the beach, a distance of about a quarter of a mile. Hut the grandeur and sublimity of the Atlantic ocean failed to make any impression upon them, while the glitter of the sun upon the water did. and they unanimously pronounced it ’-horrid” and re turned to the hotel. And wandering idly and aimlessly about, they came upon the bowling alley, where they passed the remain ier of the morning watching the players. They ate their dinner early, and. in despair of finding any other amusement till the time to start, they wandered over to the beach again. Ily this time large numbers of people were collected there, ami the (iipps family; though often bemoaning the absence of the Colonel and the opportunity for a love ad\euLure managed to pass the time so pleasantly look ing at the bathers that it was nearly three arriving at the office where Mrs. (iipps paused to settle her bill, tliey learned that the boat left the landing at .’1:10 instead of when at they suspected the clerk of deceiving them by design although that individual gave the sufficient explanation that the boat didn’t get off till .‘k.’iO although she le t the landing at .T: Id or thereabouts. In consternation, Miss Tillie flew upstairs to pack the sauhel; and Mrs. Gipps hurriedly called for her bill. “It’s just eight dollars,” replied the clerk calmly. “Kight dollars !” shrieked Mrs. (iipps. “Why! *e only came last night!” “Yes, it’s just one day.” responded the clerk, peaceably. “But there's only two of us,” cried Mrs. Gipps, in astonishment. “Yes, ma’am, four dollars a day wc charge.” “Oh!” cried Mrs. Gipps. But there were other poople paying their bills without a mur mur; and how genteel it did look to pay what- but the late arrivals by the boat. Mrs. Gipps and Miss Tillie called lor a ai?d they I both ar proiiO''^ t jg^^^ j'^ , ^ ,, ®^® l ^trf depute! * So she “for such a place as ti „ ’ )jd ' u *1*1 moj; q,g U ai | »td the bill just as Miss 1 illie appeared with “You couldn’t expr* Modaj ndpjriatn I 1 satchel in one hand and her niotLei’s bon- *uch a bole a* this * Editor oi the Sand ford I . °P >'rasoJ and dolman in the other. * lv esteemed ladv were y °. u . wo « 1 nave t me to go upstairs r,\ go up stairs again, '•°sence of two THE HAUNTED CABIN -IN THE- Balsams of North Carolina. THE 8TOBY OF A EIGHT OF TBBBOB. Wlnthrop Burroughs. In the 1st er part of the winter of IMP 1 was one of a party of eight prospering for mica along the lower slopes of the great Balsam liange in Western North Carolina. Several veins had already been opened out, and our little band of miners bad taken up thtir permanent abode on the South side of the range, where in comfortable winter quar ters we were awaiting the genial opening of the spring to begin steady operations. With so much idle time on their hands. our boys had acquired quite a paesihn for hunting, and numerous were the fine specimens of game brought down in consequence. The extreme Northern slopes of the Bal sams were known as the special haunts of od Bruin, and many and exciting were the chases our party indulged in. Trapping, too, was an absorbing pastime, and more than one of our b >ys had developed into quite expert trappers, but none more so than myself. Indeed my success in this line had gained for me no little reputation. One clear cold day, with one of the moun taineers as guide and aseistant ,1 left the camp for the purpose of setting some traps in a dif ferent part of tie range from any yet visited. After a long and most tedi ms tramp through dense jungles, and many arduous climbs up precipitous slopes and down again, we found ourselves in the middle of the afternoot near the top of one of the lofties’. peaks and a good ten miles from camp. We had not intended to consume so much time over the traps, but had become so close ly occupied as to fail 10 note bow fast the day was going. , . When we had first started in the morning the sky had been very clear and bright, though the air was so intensely cold we had otlento slop to blow warmth into our benumbed fin gers. But for the last half hour or so the sky had become gradually overcast by numerous drift ing banks of cloud until now the sun was com pletely hidden. The air. loo, had grown sev eral degrees colder, while, a stiff raw wind, that seemed to penetrate to the bone, had • uampstapm been in n-sl of the Colonei. - pro’rr.gtfier turn ng several pages. Miss Tillie ex claimed in an excited wlnsjier in her mother’s “Look 1 look ! See whit I’ve found ! Mrs. Flushing, Montconierv, Ala., ‘room 8;’ and ita his handwriting ! Now, where’s his name?” She looked all the way down the page and then turiK d it, and the next, and tae next, when, near the foot, some two or three days later, she found the entry in the same hand writing : “Col. Flushing and daughter. Montgomery, Ala., rooms iltand 12.” “Is it possible he's been here with both of ’em?” exclaimed the Gipps family in an ex cited chorus. “Less us ast the clerk if he’s here yet.” But no 1 they had gone ! The gentleman had met with an accident in the surf in the effort to rescue a lady from drowning and was laid up there for several days, but he had left that morning for the Catskills. Hearing this, the Gipps familv eagerly de sired to know what time they could get away from the island the next dav, and the clerk repli -d that they could go at !’>:!» in the after noon. Swarms of other guests were thronging around asking questions or making observa tions, and the clerk, turning to one and an other soon forgot the anxious party asking about the Colonel; and, M-s. Gipps and Miss Tillie slunk away and went out to walk on the piazza and take counsel together as to wiiat thev should do •ixt. “I tel’ von how I feel!” cried Miss Tillie, [ feel like going to the Catskills!” piFl'or Ulirroi; and by virtue oi rapid trav eling down the boardwalk to the landing they caught the boat. “I’d swum across the great South Bay,” cried Mrs. Gipps, “before I’d staid there an other day. ’They charged eight dollars! A pretty penny this trip has cost; and I’ve got to telegraph for that umbrella yet! [don’t see how in the world 1 can stand it to go to the Catskills. I’ll be dear! broke.” “Give it up, then!” snarled Miss Tillie, “and you can nay off your mortgage the best way you can.” “There’r no knowing as we’ll ever find the Colonel,” snappishly retorted the discouraged husband-hunter, “it’s my opinion, it’s only another wild goose chase.” “You can go or not a> you like,” sullenly returned Miss Tillie. “It you don’t choose to go. I’ll pawn my watch, and rings, and brace lets, anil push on alone. Never say die is my motto! But you can just bet your nfe if 1 have to make such a sacrifice as that. 1 ain’t going to plan and contrive to gel money from a hus band for two poor relaiious! i’ll rut adrift from every blessed soul that hears die name of Gipps—mark that!” “Oil, of course! of course! it would be all I would expect of y u. anyhow,” retorted the mother. “I’d never expect you to do anything forme. You always was a selfish girl, .Matil da Gipps; and you’d stand by and see me spend my las: dollar trying to find you a bus band; and there’s no knowing as the Colonel will ever propose.” At this Miss Tillie glared so fiercely at her mother that that good woman was almost afraid of being strangled on the spot. paniou,s face I’m afraid hits gwineter snow,” he si id af ter a moment’s troubled examination of the clouds overhead; The words were scarcely out when several Hakes began to drift downward. t rnr situation was truly an unenviable one, oil an exposed mountain-top with ail altitude of more than (S,«00 feet, a heavy snow storm imminent, and the nearest human habitation at least six miles away I At as brisk a pace as the circumstances would allow, we started down tlie somewhat precipitous iicline, but had proceeded only a few hundred yards when the llakes began to whirl down ufiou us in thick Llinding show ers. “This wil! never do,” I exclaimed in no lit tle excitement as 1 turned to my mountaineer. “We must find a place of shelter, for we could never make our way in this blinding storm in l lie world. Isn’t there a cave or ail opening in the rocks hereabouts into which we could crawl?” None of which he could at that moment think, he answered me. t lur only chance was to find a thick jungle of balsams, though he cautioned me there was great danger to bcup- | rchemled from snow slides. There was a slim chance that wc might find a shelter of rocks, and we had best try lo fight our way onward until we came to such, he thought. We had gone about three or four hundred yards further, the stor n increasing every mo ment, when suddenly we came square upon a small, somewhat dilapidated log-cabin in a kind of hollow or c. ve at the very base of a towering ledge of rooks, and in th almost with ,:r. if! .- “ Thave h of 11,10 I With li feeling of dev > >t thankuj .... I>ut oil lur floiuiet at placed my hand upon the soincwhat^ 0 nJ K >’ door for the purpose of pushiug it opei; . en ter, when to my intense astonishment, my companion drew back with a frightened cry— “For God’s sake d 'an go in tliar!” lie en treated in hoarse thick tones. “Hits a hunted place, an’ tliar’s a curse a-hangin’ over it ever sence Juba Higgins got that bad tuk with liter drink ez ter murder his wife an’ baby ! .Jobe hisse’f, tuk ter ther mounting, an’ never was heard of no mo’, an’ liier snerit o’ ther ’oman an’ ther baby’s forever a-hantin’ o’ ther place an’ a-i a time us. The next moment awoman’s terrible cry; mingled with a baby’s frightened scream, rang through the cabin. ., , With another cry, almost as blood-curdling, my mountaineer sprang up, and, ere 1 could divine his intention, dashed madly through the door and into the raging stotru without It was truly a moment ol horror, and my first impulse was to follow my wildly fleeing companion. But the next moment I realized the utter madness of facing such a storm in im penetrable darkness on a precipitous mountain side. ,, _ , Feeling for my revolver 1 grasped it firmly in one hand and groped my way to the fire place with the other. It waa banked with snow! I next felt for a match in order to strike a light, and realized with horror that the last one in my possessi in had been used to start the tire. The terrible cries and screams now mo mentarily increased, intermingled with low manna and mysterious footsteps. Suddenly I became aware that something or one was stealthily approaching the fire- The place where I stood/ bu oi Hollow or c. ve ai me very oaseoi a ring ledge of rocks, aid so swallowed up c dense giWin of the balsams that fnB jur i .st bjum'oli^ig up against Lit won,!.!J^ivc | next moment two itirning eyea, apparently fixed upon me, glowed through the darkness. That it was a Critical moment I felt in every vein and fibre. Quick aa thought liaised my revolver, took leliberate aim and tired. There was a sharp report, a blinding flash, a human cty of agony, a woman’s blooc-curd ling shriek again, a few lo», pitiful moans, then a 1 was still for an instant or so. The next moment there was the rush of foot steps, hoarse maddened cries—once more the sound of a heavy body passing through space. Again silence, and' than the same low moans, inter-mingled with heavy sobs of pain. Gropiug my way to the corner of the cabin at the right of the flre-place, I climbed, by means of the chinks between the logs, as quickly as the darkness and my own safely would allow, to a long shelf I had previously noticed a considerable distance above the tloor and but a couple of feet or so beneath the loft. And there upon my left side, with my face turned towards the room below, and revolver in hand I lay through the long hours of the night. The morning light showed me dead upon the floor a huge panther, while a careful investi gation of the cabin and its surroundings by the same light, fully cleared up the mystery of the terrible cries and other sounds we had heard. The cabin had long been the resort of a pair of panthers. As it stood low to the ground, easy entrance was effected by means of the shutterless window in the hack room. The blood-curdling cries that had so often been heard issuing from tlie cabin by the su perstitious mountaineers, had all been made by til sc ai als. For it is a well-known fact that they cun so cleverly counterfeit the voices of women and children as often to deceive the most exp-rienced ear, The pool of blood I had discovered on the previous night was without doubt caused by the panther's devouring on that spot the body of some smaller-alimal—a deer, perhaps. Their absence from the cabin when we.had firs, entered it, was attributable to their be : off after other prey. Bui soon driven in by the storm, the sounds we lisd beard while my companion was narrat ing his terr ble story, were made by their bodii s passing through the window and strik ing upon the floor. The t-rrible crash and total darkness that followed, was caused by a heavy slide of snow from the ledge of rock down the chimney, which stool directly beneath it. The terrible cries ani screams that next rang through the room were uttered by the panthers, doubtless oil becoming aware of our presence. The two burning eyes fixed upon me in the darkness were those of one of the panthers crouched for his spring. 1 had fired jusi in time, beyond a doubt. Frightened by the loud report of the pistol, as well as by the blinding llasli, the other panther had rushed through the window, and thus left me and its totally wounded companion in sole possession of the cabin. The hoarse cries and low moans of pain heard for some time after, were uttered by tiie dying panther. Tin- storm had ceased during tlie night, and tlie sun was shining brightly, when at last I threw open the door of the cabin and started on my perilous journey down the mountain side.’ For that it was indeed a most perilous undertaking 1 soon discovered. Tlie snow lay banked oh every side, and in many places 1 had to struggle through drifts into which I sousuiines sank up to iny waist. Just as, thorojthly exhausted and despair ing, 1 had pine *L, headlong into one of these jje@Tnt^y Philosopher Enchanted grounds, elysian fields, silver lakes, balmy breezes and sweet odors of or ange blossoms, are all mixed up together here at Iadte Weir, and 1 feel bewildered. When the mocking-bird’s song mingled with my morning dreams, and awoke me from my slumbers, I looked out upon this beautiful scene and it seemed to me that during the night I ha<l been transferred by some fairy's wand to fairy laud 1 had never conceived of any place si charmingly lovely, and my first emotions were, oh, that my wife and children were la re. 1 am not going to deal in any gush or rapture over this, for 1 would not provoke your readers to long for that which they can not get. But still, there are hundreds of thou sands who can visit Lake Weir, and it is bet ter worth a winter pilgrimage tliaD any place I have ever seen Nor h or South. No wonder that these good people have established here a Cbatauqua that is to be the pride not only of Florida, but of the South. Men of culture, men of abundant wealth an- the founders of this novel and noble institution, not (or money nor any personal advantage, but for the moral, intellectual and emotional refinement of the people. Happy are the children and youths of this vicinity; happy are the people whose privilege it will be every year to gather here and drink pleasure and knowledge from this pure fountain. 1 wish jnu could see this beautiful temple that those people have built and consecrated to Minerva, lis graceful dome towers up above the moss-covered live oaks and is visible from every part of a lake that is twelve miles round. A lake whose shoies are ornamented with orange groves that almost kiss the water’s edge and have a background Gi'beautiful bouses that look ; ike cameos set in emerald green. As Sam Jones says, “that’s it.” This is lio town—it is a community. K has no center, no square, no blocks, but everything is in easy reach. The stores are not even nestled together, but arc half a quarter apart. They take distance here for everything. It is still a forest all around, with the long moss hanging from every tree and swaying to the breeze. I miss the broad fields and farms that we have at home. Even tiie hardens are scarce and small and the empty cans can be seen here and there in the back ground of every habitation. Time will cure this after while, for gardens will have more attention and these empty cans will be utilized in some way. Railroad facilities are but rec lit here, and tlie place is in its infancy. The old set tlers who found this paradise are still here and tiave subdivided their p ssessions ami are still doing so on liberal terms to people of their choice. To others thev make no price. Geor gians. Carolinians and Tennesseans makeup more than half the population, but Northern families are sprinkled here and there all aroma the lake, and perfect harmony and good will prevails. Northern people ventured to Florida long before they dared to risk auy [jT/HumoP A Life—In Six Acts. BABY. Slvhtng, crying. Night and da»; Winking, blinking. Full of piny. BOY. Fooling, Mboollni Oettiny tall; Browing, rowing. Playing ball. Fussing, mussing. Over a He; L iking, .parking. Or the sly. Tied for lUe. kiddle age. Basing, craving. Hoarding wealth; 1>.~ vaig, striving. Broken health. oni> Ann. Ask the Ola Woman. gentleman traveling out West relates the are as good as anybody’s. We’d be only so much money out of p tckel if wc gave tip now; and I feel as if it was my duty to see you through.” “Thai’s right, ma! Yon talk real sensible snort -.his It would be a shame to spend all this money and then give up. Now stand by me, ma, and you’ll never rejK-r.’t ’’ “It's a bargain, then, we'll go,” returned the mother. “1 know your word is as good ns your bond; and you’ll repay me for all my sacrifices.” “Yes, ma.” returned Miss Tillie, “youknow ine like a book. ” Tho matter being decided, they Rtrolled down the broad walk leading to a long row of cotta ges belonging to the hotel and occupied by guests, and looked dully and sleepily upon the scene. The famous harbor light, a short dis tance from the hotel, threw a weird unearthly glare over the lonely barren waste of sand— weird and unearthly enough to arouse the most superstitious awe; but neither Mrs. dope or Miss Tillie was sufficiently impres sionable to feel any such subtle influence. Their souls were absorbed by a different set of emotions; and they stared about them and strove to jienetrate the gloom beyond only to see if there was anythii g scandalous going on in tho darkness, rather than with any interest in the wild grandeur and btauty of the scene. Finding nothing here of interest to them, they returned to the piazza which surrounded ihe house, and assuming that air of ladies of wealth and high social position, and of perf et p* ace <*f mind concerning their bills and their station in life, they fell in behind the other pr imenaders, and walked ail around the hotel, arm in arm, making up a cash estimate of the value of other women’s clothes and jewels, and criticising their movements and personal appearance, concerning the latter of which t'n y took extreme pessimistic views, denounc ing every body as either ferociously ugly < r else abominably old. In fact, according to the G pp family, there was nobody in tbe world who would ever see thirty again; ai d almost everj body was “rbiDg of forty” As for l enity, hey were sure it was all artificial; vriiite to then,, any evidence of wealth was a proof that people were living beyond their means. Gentlemen and their wives suffered t veil worse. Miss Tillie wondered if they were married; and ladies were compromised 1'V the attentions of tlmi- husbands, Mrs. Gipps declaring everytime, that it was some other man's wile and some < tiler woman’s husband. But they by no means felt at their ease Miss Tillie felt that everybody knew her best Wank mlk dress was the oi ly one she had; and >1*-s Glops felt that everybody knew site took 1, -ere l->r a liv.ng, when she could get any. bay, a very melancholy woman, thinking bow large aid bony her lingers always looked with out her r ngs, and how doubly large and bony her wrists looked without her bracelets, not to mention the loss of air, and styie, ami opu lence, suffered by the absence of these, her only evidence of wealth. She had just vowed a vow to tee her mother die in the alms house and buried in the l’ot- ter’s F’ield, when that good woman made her anpcarance, penitent and humble again. ‘-•I’m a go’ll to see you through,” she said. “I don’t know as it's right to back out after I’ve given my word to do it. My word is as good as my bond ” Miss Tillie continued looking stonily forth upon tbe great heaving waste of water ami made no immediate reply, though a huge bur den had rolled iff her heart. “I want to do everything I can to advance yonr int’rest; you know that as well as ] do,” continued the penitent mother, tilling up the gaps in the conversation with embarrassed a-hems. “I know what’s to my interest is to yours, too,” haughtily returned Miss Tillie without removing her gaze from the water. “It’s your speculation as much as ’tis mine.” “I know that,” returned llie contrite parent. “I know that perfectly well, and I’m a-go’n’ to see you through; and wouldn't ’a’ lost my temper so if it hadn’t ’a’ been for that scand’- lous bill. But there’s no use minding what I say when I'm put out,” and still striving to draw her daughter’s recollection off their little falling out, she added: “Did you ever dream o’ them charg’n’ f< ur dollars a day?” “No, I never did,” returned Miss Tillie, try ing to encourage her mother’s advances. “I never heard of anything so awful.” “It aa’t go’n’ to happen again, though,” re plied Mrs. Gipps, determined to appear cheer ful. “I’ve rot my wisdom teeth cut now, you bet; so 1 an’t a-go’n’ to think no more about that; and I don’t want you to worry about it, either; so cheer up, I guess we’ll come out all right. As to tlie umberrella, that was my own care essness. I’ve got nobody to blame but myself for that- But we’ll want it if we're goin’ to tiie Catskills; and I’m a-go’n’ to tele graph for it the first thing I do when we get to Babylon.” And she did telegraph, and it cost her a dol lar; but as slie had so sadly predicted, she licv-r more beheld it; 1101 did she ever receive the faintest tidings from it, but she was just ai censorious of the world ever after for thus wrongfully disposse-sing her of that cheriihed umbrella as though she had come rightfully by it hersel f. [TO BE CONTINUE!!.] it i uni 1/ i Ml J -eryin’ out. I've heard ther voices many ue niyse’f a-comin’ down ther mounl- In vain I tried to remonstrate with l.im. Like all the mountaineers, 1 found h.m pos sessed of no small amount of superstition. “Nothin’good’ll come o’hit. I tell ye!” he cried almost frantically. “One o’t’other o’ns, mebbe bo h, ’U hev ter go ef we enter that cursid place.” Again I remonstrated with him. using all the persuasion and arguments of which I was capable. It would be almost certain death, T assured him, to continue our way down the mountain, for the storm was now so furious we could barely see each other’s face. He finally allowed himself to be ltd ini > the cabin, although I could plainly see bis super stitions fears w-re by no means allayed. I , was a doable log cabin with a somewhat large front romi ami a much smaller back one divided by a thin partition. Overhead in the front room there was a loft reached by a lad der in the hack room. Of this much I took note by tae dim light then pervading tlie p are. I would have con tinued my investigations nut for the intense darkness tint had so suddenly settled down upon us, caused 1 well knew by the increase in the storm. By means of the leaves and dried twigs that had collected near one of the windows, and by tearing up the old ladder, which we found to be quite rotten, we soon bad a fire kindled in the broad fire place, for we had taken the precaution to provide our selves with matclic t. My mountaineer kept close beside me dur ing all these operations. Indeed, he did not once allow me to get btyond the reach of his hand. 1 laughed to myself no little over his some what ludicrous appearance ami openly rallied him several times in regard to his foolish fears and superstitions. But a moment later 1 turned almost faint with horror as the fire, blazing up, showed me a pool of blood directly beside me! It was of considerable size and lreshly spilled. A cold shiver passed over me, and 1 felt my heart sink, if not literally down to my boots, then very near to them in my imagina tion. As I was Ritting directly between the horri ble spot and mv companion he did not see it, and with a feeling of devout thankfulness I managed, without exciting his suspicions, to cover it up with a portion of the leaves we had piled near the hearth. As we were dispatching the remains of our dinner my companion, not without con siderable nervouHtuHS, however, and a white scared face with lips that scarcely pronounc- ccd the words above a whisper, related to me in full the horrible story of the drink-maddened man who in a moment of frenzy had murdered his lov ng wife and innocent little baby. By this time the night had fairly settled down upon us, and the darkness—save where the dim glow of the fire rested—was impene trable. Tne thick shallows enveloped us even where we sat; for, the fuel being poor, we had continually to coax our fire to burn, and were often without even a pretence of a blaze. Suddenly—just as my companion was de scribing to me the terrible headlong rush with which the frenzied Higgins bad sprung upon his crouching wife—there came piercing through the thick wall of darkness behind us the start lingly dis .inct sound of a heavy body rushing through space, and the instant after the same sound repeated, each in turn followed by a dull thud and then the noise of heavy, uncer tain footsteps. With a hoarse cry my companion sprang suddenly upward, but fell again to his knees. While clasping hii arms convulsively, yet tightly, about my body, he fixed nis eyes upon me in one long, appealing, despairing gaze. I had just placed my bund upon his shoulder to reassure him, and was opening my lips to speak when there w a terrific crash followed by total darkn- ss, wbi t something cold and wet was dashed into our faces and fell all about rev 1,1,. to Florida long before taev dared to risk au ^tini-arch of me. * the tack door, tfimy s .w the golden fru who h«vl «et Three days later the body of the unfortu nate mountaineer was found home two hun dred yards or more from the cabin where it had l^en completely buried in a snowdrift. In a recent prize essay Dr. Moniu has given an interesting c Election of facts and asser tions concerning the various odors imparted to the human body by the perspiration and the secretions of the skin. A keen faculty of recognizing differences in the body odor has hppii known in some individuals, although it is 1 ssscowuiou in dvilized than in savage peo ple. Cadet de (iassicourt ins ances a young lady who could distinguish men from women simply by tht ir odors, and a IIting trian monk claimed to be able to decide in a similar man ner on the ehasily of females. Alexander tbe Great, according to Plutarch, exhaled an odor of violets, and one of musk is said t > have been emitted by Malherbe, Ctijas and Haller. The ordinary skin od >r is mentioned as sulphur ous ami somewhat repulsive, although bru nettes are said to smell slightly of prussic acid and blondes of musk. Fat people oft* n only have an oily smell. Age, race and ner vous affections influence the odor, and Bur rows has even declared that lie would regard a certain odor as positive evidence of insanity. The smell of the br-ath is influenced by food and decomposing substances in the body, and frequently by gases which have been inhaled for a consider ible time. m uenii cuts. McNish, Johnson & Slavin’s Refined Minstrels. Only four nishts more are booked at tbe Opera House in Atlanta for balance of season, and two of them will be occupied next Friday and Saturday with mstinee, by the great troupe of Refined Minstrels of McNish, Johnson & Sla- vin, the paragon of genteel minstrelsy, the fa vorite of the elite everywhere. The Nashville American, a few days ago, thus spoke of than: “There has not been a better minstrel com pany in Louisville this season than McNish, Johnson A Slavin’s, which played last night at the Masonic Temple Theatre. The house was crowded, and the audience was enthusiastic in its applause. The entire show is good, and some of tbe features are nnusually strong. In the first part Frank McNish and Bob Slavin are of course funny, and Martin liogan, the tenor, proved himself a valuable acquisition to the company. In the olio Frank McNish did his inimitab’e “Silence and Full” as well as usual. This is the most grotesque exhibition of suppleness known on the stage. The “Coleied Society Ball” introduced a song and dance that is much more refined than most of this > exhibitions are. The dancing was graceful and the figures well arranged. Bob Slavin next ga *e It is humorous sketch, recitation, or whatever it may be call ed. At any rate it is one of the most humor ous and laughable things on the stage, being apparently a spontaneous expression on the part of the actor. His songs, his actions, his facial expression aud his absurd speech kept the house laughin?. The new feature of the Bhow is Frank Hilton, the equilibrist, who does some marvelous things. lie keeps the interest of his audience at a high pitch, and perforins feats that one would say were impos sible. He places two chairs of ordinary size on a table, stands on their hacks, and, bending back ward, with his mouth picks up a handker chief lying on tlie table. The clog led by Mr. Willis I’ickett is a nov elty, and is very finely done, Mr. l’ickett him self holding the championship as aclog dancer. His clog solo was much applauded. Kantza and Arno, the grotesque lymnasts, greatly amused the audience by their performance on the horizontal bar ill the costume of China men. They are very clever in their business. The performance closes with an amusing bur lesque called “Esmeralda,” in which William Henry Rice plays the leading part. Altogether the performance is most amus ing. Dr. Moffett’s Indian Weed Female Medicine gives bloom to the cheek, elacticity to the mus cles, mental vigor to the brain, and joyous, baipy smiles where all was despondent gloom, stidn-ss and depression. following. Riding horseback just at night, through the woods in Siguor county, Michigan, 1 came in to the clearing, in the 'middle of which stood a log house with its owner sitfii g in the door smoking his pipe. Stopping my horse before hint the following conversation ensued: “Good evening, sir,” said I. “Good evening.” “Can 1 get a glass of milk to drink?” “Well, 1 don't know. Ask the old woman.” By this time the w ife was standing by his side. “Oh, yes,” she said, “of course you can.” While drinking I asked: “Do you think we are going to have a storm l’’’ “Well, I really don’t know. Ask the old woman—she can tell.” “1 guess we shall get one right away,” she said. Again I asked: “How much land have you got cleared here?” “Well, I really don’t know. Ask the old woman—she knows.” “About nineteen acres,” she raid. Just then a troop of children came running and shouting around the shanty ; “All these your children!” said I “Don’t know. Ask the old woiuin—she knows.” I did not wait to hear the reply, hut drew up the reins and left immediately. Moot* » eoiugtf. T UE 8BNNY BOOTH FEMALE MOUNANIt IM aao 18* wattedaff street, ATLANTA. OA. Faculty: w B Beals. A. u, President, Froteeeov of AA need nsn-eihM end Natural f 11 Calhoun, Teeehvr a «r*ini*h rnd G * nun MlM MlBlAJf WOODWAUD, M ** *— — - V SmCd‘*2&un. Teeener ot Voeal tae, '^fiSelSnSS'wooDwamD. taetaat Teeener m BWeiainDyfl-.. Itfpbiboo«_ nom«n- 1 VomxMAN or 8U1WT BOOTU omen, ■ fjEf^Sumnnwero 1 Botfdmc Depan tbs bbmmmq tsbm. Tbe Sprint Sj££3’n£beE nf LeVevtl DSFASTHBSTBe The Collet* Corricnlmn will b* divided «li 5^ £^ K £ U &,£!!?SdH ‘SSd’KSiS^S J^iiTnl'uon^he will tore to m«ife* fcn>tff. Irite ilth all of them. Should e pupil prefer it. «sth. ermiaicor art max be substituted for either at tfc. 2w,s, end will be regarded equivalent. NEW rnATDMS. With a view to meki » onr ooume of rtodj/«n|. neatly practical, Telegraol 7. Caffigraphy. phr, Bo,*k-kceping and ly w-aattang, or Joumaium. will be introduced as sped* departments. A_ grad ale of this school takes along with her a pwylof adapted toiler eex, and which At. her to mt«r a - o>ce upon an active buaineee life. In no etta school Jn the South will ehe hnd these ad fact*** ATLANTA AH A LOCATION. ~~ Of all points in the South, not one combine* i many of the essential* for a school of the cfea/Lrrter proposed, ae Atlanta. It is 1160 feet above sea level. It is blent with pure water and good air. It is healthy. . . . . , , . It has never been visited by an epidemic say * lUeont of the range of etorms and cyclones. It is tiie capital of the State, where pupils off' is* and hear all the celebrities of the day. It is a progressive city, where everything n*>* L scienoe snd art is .are to come. It is a city of the observance of the — Its people are cultivated and refined, and ita rality ia phenomenal. a It ib the mnaic center of the South, and its vwc so ialadened with mo«c. It is convenient, being a railroad center. BUILDINGS. fruit in our Southern gardens and caught the sweet odors of our flowers. They found the bull dog chained ill the bark yard ami no they pitched their tents, ami after awhile bought a plat, of grouud and built upon it and mixed and min gled w.th our people aud now they are here to stay. Old Father Time is a good doctor. Now, to understand the access to ilii, t 'iiatau qua, let me say that the railroad from Ocala to Orlando passes along the Eastern shore of the lake and st tps at the pleasant hamlet call ed Stanton. From tiiere you take a boat for the opposite shore which is a tout four miles distant. Tit re is a good hotel here, hut as it could not shelter the crowds that, daiiy come and go, the good people have opened wide their doors, ail i many tents are pitched, and tlie trains and the boat make so m any daily trips, there is no trouble about tiie visitors re- turuingto their homes or to < leala at anv time, whether day or night. The train to Deala makes twelve trips a day. Professor l’ octor, the leading astronomer of tbe world, is here, and has begun a series of six lectures, and illustrates tin in with a pow erful camera. The great auditorium of -the temple is illuminated with electric field, but tlte.se are darkened, of course, during "the iatt- t< rn exercises. A white sheet twenty feet square is tacked above the rear of the broad platform, and upon thi- background the fig ures are thrown. The professor is not an ora tor, but is nevertheless eloquent, and seems wrapt in his own sublime thoughts. You soon find yourself lilted up from this sublunary world, aud with timid eagerness ycu try to follow him in thought as he brings science to bear upon the creation. His lecture last night wasujou the “life of a world”—this world and other worlds, and the moon. This old world is si tw ,y and surely dying—going to d> - cay as other worlds have done. Like a tree that sprouts from the seed and grows and puts out its roots and branches, and stands majes tic in tlie forest until it passes its prime, and then gradually decays and dies. Just, so, lie said, all worlds began, and must live and grow old and die—and be proved it—that is, if hu man reason can prove anything. Tlie profes sor was once an infidel, but ins own research es into tlie fields of astronomical science an used him from his skepticism, and lie stands to-day one of tho humblest believers in the existence ami the wisdom and love of a di vine Providence. His presence here is a great acquisition to the Chautauqua. What a bold and daring venture these peo ple have made. A whole month of lectures— not even omitting the Sabbath, and they Lave two almost every day. The buildings and grounds have cost near ten thousand dollars and they expend more every day than tliey receive. But they expected to do this the first season. Lake Weir is not alone in this ven ture. The directors are scattered all around and everyone brings his individual energy and influence to bear npon the future success. They wil) succeel. I he people are waking up to the magnitude of this work. At first they were incredulous and bewildered but now they begin to realize that it is a fact—a living, breathing thing. latke Weir lias a small island not far from its center—an island that is now covered with orange and lemon groves that are in full bca .-- ing. This is the island tba*. was Oceola s last retreat. Here lie stood at bay and defied tiie power of the pale faces. lint tbe pale faces look him a prisoner at last. This is the tradi tion and 1 reckon it ia true; 1 reckon it is, for the old soldiers tell us so. But ever since some sacriligaous vandal proved that William Tell was a historic fraud and a myth, I have been in tlie cautious state about believing any thing that is dated away back. Another van dal has recently proved that George Washing ton never cut achetry tree with his liaie hatchet. Another has dethroned Nhakspeare, and if they keep on there will oe nothing of sentimental history left. Before long they will throw doubts upou the revolutionary war and the landing of the pilgrims—hut one thing we do know—there was a war about twenty-five years ago in this country—a bad war, a cruel war, and we are just now beginning to make peace. 1 wish that every son aud daughter of the South, and the North too, could have heard Dr. Hawthorne’s grand aud beautiful lecture on “Bnilding Monuments to Our Heroic Dead.” It was delivered here on Monday night, and his tributes to the great men of the South, from Washington down, made onr hearts beat quick a> d onr emotions rise from pent-up fountains and overflow. All hail lo Cbatauqua! A Wife Out of Town. [New York Life.] U.‘ all tne lutndlutis Temptations InvlJious, Cuutnvea by tbecevll lor pulling men down, Tlibie's none inure delusive. Seductive, abusive, Than the snare to a man with a wile cut ot to»n. He feels such a delight lumens. Stay out afi-nlght-fulness, S rail-1 -get-light -lutness, I own it wtth p.qul A bachelor raklshness, , Wnat-wll! you-iaktsh-uess, m Ntx-dav’s headaebt-tshness, M u einUU! . _ . „ The sebot 1 Is located at 150 and 162 Whitt' i: street to the elegant four story brick .'Uliolr, polite Trinity churen It l» finely adapted lo •’' . purposes, having about -6 large, wetl-venthaw , rooms, which furnish ample accommodations (or u. the departments. In addition to the school r,- e - 'here are nineteen Bleeping apartun nts, wlibe’.t rooms all of which are suppled with new furr.ttr.re of ih" latest and most expers.ve styles. Ga.-. no; aud cold water carried tbr« ugh tne entire bufi'itcg, (»"r glr!9 drink the Atlanta Artesian Water, wttei Is brought to the door. OKXKBAL IN FORMATION. This Bchool is not denominational Boarding >- pile will attend the church specified by their psrerti. Tho nuotber of pupilB will be limited to eixty, and in no event will more than that □uuil'er be rece *ed Tuition must be paid monthly in advance, ai.d deduction will b" .i.toio except in cBeee of bic' - ov protracted beyond two week* An experienced hoo«. keeper will take charge of tho boarding ilopertn .c m-d a -toilful physician wilt look after the heal f -if tho pupils. Tile Ileily sessions will be mi hours, beginning the morning at eight o'clock, and diemiseing at tat in the afternoon, with two hours' intermiesioc s. noon and two receasee We do not like the one -■*- sion plan, as now taught in our popular schools The government of the school will be humane, hit; firm. UNIFORM In order to prevent extravagance, a uniform to b* worn by the pupil* to church or cm the etreel cat been adopted, which wili be made known to acv w.* ; on application. I For course of Study, Charge, Ac., net private -ire & a. vlar. His wife miy be beautiful, Tender aud ouif .il, 'Tls not that her absence would cause film lie light; Hut the cursed opportunity. Baleful immunity, Scatters bis scruples as day iC-cttera I.;,;tit tle feels whisky-and-waletiul, It tpme amt slaughter ful, Nothing ue ougu.-io ful To hH to> s' ends; 8 > baci.elor-raiiy-scme, (J the cnips-cu u llei some, M-ke stories tally -some. With wicked li leads. An Important Ingredient. Dumley (somewhat ill arrears with his board): In your opinion, Mrs. Hendricks, what is tie most important tiling to he con sidered when making coffee? Mrs. Hendrick: The egg I put in it. • Dumley: Why is that? Mrs. Hendricks: Because it makes it settle. That’s why it is so important. Multum in Parvo. Tlie following comica!, tragical and novel brevities will, it is hoped, afford entertaining and profitable reflection: COMEDY OF AGES. ACT I. , Mert y Arc. Mary Age. ACT 111. Marriage. ACT IV. Ma y Kre-». Bnilliey Jonathan—“You H«wm to be in trouble over there.’ Bismarck—-“los. I'm losing my grip.” “Not enough offices to go around, eh?” “Yes, in >re peas titan holes, and i want to get up a war to kill off the pegs, hut they won’t let. me.” “Why don’t you do as we do?” “How is that?” “Make more holes.” How They Did It. [Sidney Lanier.] Says be, “yon shall have yonr private gig,” And she giggled and he giggled. Bald he, “upon my soul there’s such a weight.” Aud she waited aud be waited. First Lady—“Yes, I’ve tried three different sewing machiiief in the past six months.” Second Lady—“What pests Utese sewing machine agents aru, ain't they ?” Fit st Lady—“ lvsts ? Why, if it wasn’t for them I should have had to buy a machine ten years ago I” A Novel In Three Chapters. t'HAl'TElt I. M lid, one. (’llAFTER II. M ild WOO. bather (to daughter)—“Have you accepted the addresses of Mr. Moneybags?” Daughter “Yes, papa ” Father—“Well, isn't he very old, my dear?’' Daughter—“Yes, papa, but he isu’t nearly as old as I wish be were.’'—New York Sun. AH through life Y.*u’li flan inis rale, Man’s a kicker— So's a mule. “Give me a dude egg, please,” said the boarder to the table girl. “A dude teat What is that?” “A fresh one.” gg ' The ideal wife is the woman that never gets married. 6 __ TESTIMONIALS. We eppeml * few certificate, which h*ve bee _ dereil us by friends who have either been patroa..i been in position* to know something of oar ts&'ifc- ing. Cuthbkrt, Ga., June 19, Having for many yean* known Mr. Wm. B now of Atlanta, and having t>een intimately acquest ed with his manner of teaching, and of condue'u: * educational establishments. I can say with pleasr..~ n tnat he is not only a gentlemau of varied taienra ,..o cnltnre hut a hrst rate teacher, and an excellent uiinistrator of female schools nnd colleges. Jno. T. Clarke. LL. D. Judge of-the Patauia Grout Columbus, Ga , June Id, 18*L Mr. Wm li. Seals: Dear Sir and Friend: I am ultf. to know that you have decided to resume teach::^;. I think when you retired the cause of education nat ore of its moet polished, prominent and accomj*l>«fi- ed teachers. I knew you when in charge of Lever*. Fe:: ale College at Talbotton, and can truthful*!, a&j that your management was highly satisfactory, ao a disciplinarian and teacher unsuritassed b? v j one who has succeeded you. 1 patronized the si>r when you were in charge of it. and while livio, r Talbot ton. ns yon know, made repeated efforts p. *)’. you to return. Your friend. J. T. WiLLI9 Judge of Chattahoochee Cirtri. Cuthbkrt, Ga., June 16, latv- Prof. Wiu. B. S'als, while President of Bethel F» male College, in this place, taught mv children Qc.it* to ray satisfaction. A thorough scholar, good linarian, amoral. Christian gentleman, I cor.' ** him equal to the best of teachers. It gives me ;’ >■* pleasure in commending him to any eommani , l: which he may l»e placed as entirely capable and t ts’ worthy. Those having children to educate ooulc r* trust them in better hands. A. J. Move, a former patr <. Macon, Ga., June 25, Prof. W B SdhIb has had the experience of s ^ time in teaching and conducting tiiet-claes irsuto tiona of learning lie has ability, scholarship V. are and much tact. 1 predict for him great hu * • in his management of the gunny South Female 'w inary. A J Mercer, Preside*. Mercer Univeraity, Maoou, ... - . At^NTa. Ga., June25. 1M6 I have known Prof. W h heals since lgfri i had the best of opportunities for knowing hi* .*> •*' hcations e* a teacher and his capacity for oouditctins a school of hijfh grade. It affords me real to say that he is a Christian gentleman and an a ckd pushed teacher of large experience, and that 1 kr-uv of no man more w<>nhy to be entrusted with th* dv cation or girls and young ladies. B * Hawthorn*. D. 1>. Pastor First Baptist Church. Atlanta. AU communication* moat, he addreiwad to W H. BEALS. A. M . Pre*i*k«L SOLID FACTSI “Seven Springs” li»r-»!uai Mesa, will give voase appetite, strengthen yon up, cure Dvsnronw. ills, rboev and all Head.che., purify Ihe bK. « me Kidney*, relieves Catarrh and ward* ■ * V i “ggl*“or "oVb* m&Lw ‘ *-* Mumiitorer^ H*S m*4 A6ENTS XAKF**»i‘Bt month BUMiaf' taring and lug my goads Send stamp for sample and terms. CLAUDE MON BOB, ^ Clarksburg, if. ft OfiDH AND HABIT quotiy *oo P ’ja.rw.fVtv gf.TANNEK’S OPHJfl AND MOBPUINK CUBS- W ■Rie by itl drugging. $1.00 PER BOTTLE Forelrealara and Informant® '"’T*!* Taroier Opium Care Co- W v) F ’ ° «•- Old Pictures Copied and Enlarged a^!r ,t i W *T? d to *™ 7 town “0 county m tae South. Send for term* and circular*. If you ett- WOT *« our retail pnees nnd eeetf pictures ffir. cl to us, they wm be done promptly in best style. Addrem SOU FHKRN COPYING 00- No s Marietta street. Atlanta, u* ‘jtt-tf ENGLAND AND FRANCE. **t every drn5 < t > jT | r bome Practice, legal Man: tries iMiodSnPil " oovertaken la theabove«®» toutCT of Art** and claims. ban»- tstrsreonm^S ohaneery, probate and ah rain latretlon^dlvowie, aMpping. conveyancing. eomt». nal Dronwre T “2 P ute "a»ro of real and p't*e- have fwmU K. T ?‘ n ’'® U1W th «*b"ve purple tre a” . IB -tent £21“®*'*,' oonectlons with reepowibl, anc k m i^nt lawyer* in London and Paris. BROYLES A JOHNSTON. Attoroey»-at-L%w. 583-Lf 8 8. Broad Siieet, Atlanta, Hi
