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VOL. 2. T. *. WTJnOC, w. S. DEWOLF, JOHN B. MABTIN, JOHN 8. BTF.WAHT. Wynne, DeWolf & Cos. Publitoer and Proprietor*. DAILY, (in advance) per annum $7 00 six months 4 00 ** three months 2 00 ** one mouth.... 75 WEEKLY, one year 2 00 (Shorter terms in proportion.) RATES OF ADVERTISING. Square, one week $ 0 00 One Bquaxe, one month 8 00 One Square, six months 28 00 Transient advertisements SI.OO for first inser on, and 50 cents for each subsequent insertion. Fifty per cent, additional in Local column, Liberal rates to larger advertisements. HP*. BY KBYI. Gathering on the windows. Gathering in the ball- On the fiace of the dear old pictures That grace the parlor wall. Shimmering in the sunshine, Filling the summer air— And t hr in the city of shadows, Staining the marble there. Biding among the curtains. Soiling their snowy folds— Laying a fearless finger On all the eye beholds. Think ycu ft lingers darkly On sceptre and lonely ura, To remind us softly, “Dust thou art— Unto dust thou shalt return"? Will aught in the Goldeu City Bear its corrupting stain? On the banks of the Crystal River Shall we bear the same refrain ? Far up through the depths of ether 1 look with questioning eyes— While out of the azure stillness A sweet, low voice replies : “Pure as the pearly whiteness Of the newly fallen anow, Clear as the crystal waters That feat by the City flow— •• Soft as the zephyr’s whisper, Sweet as the rose’s breath— For the stmospbere of Heaven Bears not a taint of death. “Never a wail of discord— Never a aigh of pain— Where the immortelle* of Eden Revive and bloom again.” Then the voice of my spirit mentor Was lost in the amber set— But with raptured heart I followed The far off melody. And I prayed that earth’s pollution— The dust and stain of sin— Through the portals of my spirit Might never enter in. THE HAUNTED STREAM. THE WHITE FAWN, THE WAR EAGLE. AND THE PALE FACE. lo one of the interior counties of Penn syivania there lies, embosomed in wooded uplands, a sinuous and lovely river, which, from time immemorial, has been known as the Haunted Stream. The Indians accounted for this name by a tradition rhat, ages before, a maiden of their race, who had been crossed in love, had cast herself into its waters, and that, ever since, her spirit might occasion* ally be seen haunting its sylvan shores. Such, at least, was the legend that a bold and handsome young borderer heard, one bright morning about a century ago, as he stood on the banks of this picturesque river with an Indian companion. The old French war had then just brokeu out, and as fron tier settlements were disturbed with rumors that the hitherto friendly savages were abour to assume arms, Lieut. Rochester, for out hero bore a commission in the provincial army, had been dispatched on a scouting expedition in company with a friendly Del aware. ‘ It’s a pretty story. War Ragle, whether it be true or not/’ said the borderer. *‘l never saw a lovelier landscape. But hist, what is that?” As he spoke the faint dip of a paddle was heard, and hardly had the two companions concealed themselves when a light canoe shot into sight around the bend of the river. In a few minutes the fairy craft was near enough for Rochester to diseern that it was tenanted by a young and beautiful female, richly attired in a picturesque costume. When the canoe was nearly opposite where the young man lay coucealed, a dextrous stroke of the paddle turned its prow shore ward, and immediately after, with a light and graceful step, its fair occupant leaped ashore. Rochester was for a moment struck dumb with amazement and admiration. He had never in his w hole life seen anything so beau tiful as the vision that now dawned upon him; and, for a while, he almost believed that he saw not a living creature, but an airy spirit that haunted the spot. This idea was sustained by the extreme fairness of her com plexion, which scarcely betokened Indian blood. But the illusion—for such it was— soon faded. Scarcely had the mysterious visitant advanced half a dozen steps, when she started and slightly screamed; Roches ter, following the direction of her eyes, saw that his companion had emerged from his cover and was creeping stealthily toward her with evidently hostile intentions. At hearing her shriek, the savage leaped to his feet, and drawing his tomahawk, rushed upon her. Rochester dashed forward, but would have been too late, if the Indian beauty had not fled from her assailant, and, by a fortunate chance, taken a direction toward our hero. Thus the savage dare not hurl his weapon lest he should injure his friend. The fugitive, in her terror, did no* see Rochester at first, but when she did the instinct of safety caused her to rush unre flecting into his arms, where she lay like a frightened dove, helpless and panting. ‘ Put up your hatchet, Delaware,” cried Rochester. “This is my prisoner, and I make no war on women; much less,” he added mentally, as he gazed on the lovely face silently pleading for protection, “much Jess on anything so lovely.” “My brother speaks well,” replied the chief, reluctantly. “But the squaw is an enemy, and her people are, perhaps, even now on our path.” “What you say is true enough, no doubt,” answered Rochester, “but 1 would rather run a dozen risks of being scalped than do harm to smh a pretty bird as this. By my faith, War Eagle, she is lovelier than any girl in the settlements. I didn’t think your race could show anything so handsome. Who can she be?” “The War Eagle has heard of her, for she is the child of his ancient foe. She is called the White Fawn and is a chieftain’s daugh ter. But the wigwams of her tribe are far from this, and her presence here betokens no good, for where she goes hundred war riors follow. There will be, or has beep, THE DAILY TIMES. bloody work further down the Susquehanna, The White Fawn is in the rear, not in the front of the war path.” “You reason rightly, Delaware,” said the frank borderer, “but. nevertheless, we Chris tians hold it an article of faith not to harm a woman. So, come life or death, I shall free this pretty bird. But first speak to her, if you think she can understand your lingo. Tell her she can go where she lists, and that all Jack Rochester asks is that she shall pro mise not to betray us to her people.” During this colloquy, the large, dark eyes of the Indian girl, lustrous a9 those of an antelope, had been turned from Rochester to War Eagle, and from the latter back to the former. Once or twice, when the chief was speaking, she clung closer to our hero, as if comprehAided that the Indian was her foe and the borderer her friend. When Rochester finally announced his intention to set her free, her eyes beamed with indes cribable thankfulness; anticipating War Ea gle’s speech, she pledged herself in broken English, to conceal the vicinity of the scouts from her people, and, at the same time, expressed, in what Rochester thought the most liquid tones he had ever heard, her gratitude to him as her preserver. “White man will go away—will forget the Indian girl—but—she will never-never forget him,” she said, w ith tears in her eyes, and, as she spoke, she seized his hand, by a sudden impulse, and kissed it. Then blush ing at herself, she continued with dignity, moving toward her canoe. The Yenghese brave has saved the White Fawn’s life, and night and morning she wUI pray to the Great Spirit for him. With these words she turned away, and with a quick, light step gained her canoe, which, in another moment, shot into the centre of the stream, propelled by her skill ful hand. Rochester watched her with a sigh, till he heard the click of a rifle beside him. Turning quickly he beheld War Eagle about to raise the deadly weapon and take aim at the fugitive. It was but the work of a moment to strike down the barrel; but the savage,w ho mistrusted the Isdian girl,expos tulated; and when the half-angry discussion was over, and Rochester looked again at the canoe, the lair fugitive was disappearing behind a bend in the river. She passed from sight, and then the landscape seemed to lose half its charm, £ “The War Eagle yields his opinion to that of his brother, because he lovss the young man as a son," said the chief. “But since the squaw was allowed to escape, not a moment is to be lost. Before the sun is au honr older a hundred warriors will be on the trail. Let us go. ’ “There you speak wisely,” said Rochester. “Not that I believe, Delaware, yonder girl will betray us, but, since she is here, it is clear that plenty of red-skins are nigh also, and, be sure, they'll scent us out like wolves do deer in winter. Come, bear no malice,” and he frankly extended his hand. “You Indians kill women as well as men, but we Christians don't, and as you are serving the Commonwealth now, and not the Common wealth you, why, chief, you must even fight in its fashion.” If not convinced by the borderer s logic, the Indian was mollified by his friendly manner; and accordingly he accepted the proffered hand. Immediately after, with a last look at that lovely landscape, Roches ter followed his companion, who had struck out at a swinging trot toward the settle ments. All that day the two scouts traveled with out resting, taking a southeasterly direction. When darkness set in they halted and arran ged their camp for the night, but did not dare to strike a lire, fearing the propinquity of hostile Indians. A little jerked venison, which they carried for such emergencies, was their frugal supper; and they lay down to sleep, intending, when the moon rose, to prosecute their journey again. It seemed to Rochester as if he had just fallen into slumber, when he was suddenly aroused by finding his arms pinioned in a hostile grasp. He was awake in an instant, and would have sprung to his feet if the per son or persons who held him had not kept him down. He struggled desperately for a moment, but in vain, and was finally forced to siuk back, when his raptors, lor there were two, proceeded to tie his hands behind him with green withes. He now,for the first time, looked round him. A little space off he saw War Eagle in the same plight as himself. But instead of the angry, flushed look of Rochester, the face of the Delaware wore an expression of imperturbable calm. "They have stolen on us u-nheard, we slept so soundly,” reflected Rochester. “Not very flattering to us, who thought ourselves such good backwoodsmen. I suppose the bloody demons intend to burn us at the stake, else they would have taken our scalps while asleep. The Redskins, too, are of the same tribe as that lovely girl—cursed witch I should rather call her, lor she betrayed us; but no! I will never believe it—she is too innocent and true for that—it's fate, I sup pose, or pre ordination, as my old father, God bless him, used to say. At any rate, if the worst comes to worst, these red demons shall find that a white man can die as bravely as one ol themselves.” While these not very comfortable reflec tions were being made, the Indians, who appeared to be about 20 in number, had pinioned their two captives, and now by words and signs intimated to the prisoners that they were to retrace their steps. Ac coidingly, in a few moments, Rochester and War Eagle were treading the mazes of the lorestn. in the centre of their captors, some going before in single file, and others follow ing in the same manner. Four days of severe traveling brought the band to the vicinity of what Rochester sup posed to be their native villiage, for a halt was ordered, and, after consultation, the sav ages proceeded to paint himself and compan ion, particularly, black. This he knew was a sign that they were to die, and he began to prepare himself mentally for the approach ing torture. This ceremony being conclu ded, the march resumed, and in a few minutes our hero’s expfcration that the vil lage was near was realized, for suddenly, as if a troup ol demons had been let loose, the air was filled with shouts, and instantane ously the woods, all around, appeared alive with women, boys and children, who hav ing been apprised by rnnners of the return of the war party, had come out to escort the prisoners in. We will not tire our readers with a narra tive ol the scene that ensued. The prison ers endured the buffetings and other indigni ties with which they were greeted, the one with savage stoicism, the other with hero ism. Instead of being led immediately to the stake, however, their sentence was deferred until the morrow. It seems that another war party was expected during the night, and the cruel sacrifice was delayed in order that the new comers might participate in it. Meantime, after the women and chil dren had got tired of gazing at and insult ing Rochester and War Eagle, the captives, bound hand and foot, were left in a wigwam in the centre of the village, to find solace, if they could, in slumber. As an additional precaution, however, several braves watched about the door. Till early midnight Rochester lay in silence. The reprieve of the night would have been unwelcome, bnt it afforded him time to pre pare for death; for he was too sensible of his condition to indulge hope of escape. He had spent several hours in meditation and prayer, COLUMBUS, GA., SUNDAY MOBNING, OCTOBER 8, 1876. when, turning to his companion, he said, in a whisper: “Are you awake, War Eagle!” “Ugh!” answered the chief in guttural tones. “What would brother have!” “I would ask your forgiveness, Delaware, lor having brought you into this strait Had 1 taken your advice, perhaps we should not have been captured. But yet I could not but do so again,” continued Rochester, as if reasoning with himself. “Murder a woman! Never!” To this burst the chief replied by coolly saying; “The White Fawn is in the village, for I saw her, so there can be no doubt ot her treachery. But my brother knows beat.” Rochester answered him with a groan. Not having himself seen the Indian girl, he had persuaded himself she was absent, and that accident, not treachery, had led to his arrest and that ofhis companion. But this evidence was conclusive. For since the White Fawn was really in camp, yet made no intercession for them, it was plain that she had been false to her promise. “Are you quite sure, Delaware!” said Ro chester, at last, clinging, with a strange tenacity, to his desire of exculpating the Indian girl. “Haven't you confounded some other person wilklier!” “The War Eagle has a keen eye, and the Whith Fawn’s step is not to be mistaken,” replied the chief. “Tomorrow my brother will see her; perhaps she will even light his pipe.” Again our heio groaned anil then burst forth; “Now may God forgive and curse- ” But here a hand was suddenly laid oq his mouth, so that he could not proceed, and im mediately a low, sweet voice whispered, “Hist—lie still—l will cut your bands,” and, even as it spoke, the withes part?d, and Roch ester felt both arms and legs free. He would have sprung at once to his feet, but the same gentle hand held him down, while the voice continued; “Do not move till I have freed your com panion, and then creep silently after me all depends on caution.” Our hero all this rime had vainly striven to recognize the speaker, but the cabin was so dark that only a shadowy form was visi ble, crouched on the ground. He felt cer tain, however, from the voice, and from the soft, warm little hand, that their unknown friend was a female; and his heart throbbed with strange delight at the conviction, for if a woman, who could it he but the White Fawn herself! “Now,” whispered the voice again, and he saw the chief at the same moment rise from his recumbent position and assume a creeping attitude, ’’follow me—cautiously— for if so much as a dry leaf crackles, we are lost ” With the words the speaker’s shadowy form disappeared through the back of the wigwam and was immediately followed by that of War Eagle. Rochester lost not a moment in imitating the example thus set, and found that the egress was through an aperture which ha:i apparently been either lately made or had escaped the eyes of the guard. Though now outside the cabin, his guide still continued in a creeping posture, but the night was so dark that our hero could not even yet distinguish the sex ofhis preserver. He followed in silence, therefore, noticing that whenever a wigwam was approached in which the slightest soundswere heard, both she and War Eagle crouched flat on the ground, and there remained an undistinguishahle shadow until the voice entirely ceased. Moving in that cautious but tardy manner, quite hall an hour elapsed before they cleared the camp and gained the shelter of the neighboring forest. During this interval, which seemed an age to Roch ester, his heart beat with strange agitation Every instant he expected to hear the shout which should announce that their flight was discovered; and he knew that if this hap pened before the woods were gained there was no hope. At last, however, they found themselves within the covert ol the forest; and now, for the first time, the guide turned toward Roch ester. He started back. Then, falling on one knee, as a knight of ancient romance might have done, he took her unresisting hand and began to pour forth his thanks. But the Indian girl drew it quickly away, and in some e mbarrassment, then hurriedly said, “White brother, farewell. The forest maiden has only done for you what you have already done for her; and in saving your life she but pays back the debt she owes for hers. But you have not a mo ment to lose,” she cpntinned earnestly. “The young braves of my tribe are quick of foot, and before long they will he on your trail.” She had hardly spoke, when a shout rose on the night air, from the direction of the village. “We are discovered ” cried the Indian girl, “all is lost.” “Then fly and leave us to our fate,” said Rochester, starting to his feet; “you can gain the village undetected. As for us, we must take our chance.” “No,” cried the Indian girl, with generous self-devotion. “If I desert ,you, you are sure to be recaptured, and it shall never be said that the ehiefs daughter left any one in extremity.” She seemed to reflect a mo ment, and then cried, “Follow me, that is if you still trust me.” “Lead on.” cried Rochester, “I believe in you as in my mother’s purity. War Ea gle will come also. And he looked toward the savage, who had remained silent during this rapid conversation, and who now, nod ding, followed the White Fawn and our hero with rapid strides. A few steps brought the fugitives to a brook of running water, into which the Indian girl quickly led the way. The shouts had meantime increased, but were leaving the village, showing that the trail had been struck: and that the pursuit was begun. After moving down the brook a considera ble distance, the chiefs daughter suddenly stepped on a shelf of bare rock, and running rapidly along for a space of a hundred yards, drew aside some bushes, disclosing the entrance to a narrow cave. “Enter,” she said quickly, “No one knows of this refuge but myself, and, as our trail is lost, we can lie here safely concealed.” Rochester and his companion entered as she spoke; and then closing the bushes rhe hur ried after them. The cave was profoundly dark, but our hero knew, from the quick breathing of the Indian girl, that she was greatly agitated. Nor was it without cause, for the cries of the angry pursuers were fast approaching. In a minute shouts were heard, apparently directly overhead, answering the wild whoops from the other side of the stream. It was clear, from this, that the trail bad been lost at the point where the Indian girl had entered the brook, and the savages were beating the shores, on either side, to recover the traces ol the fugitives. The suspense was long, intolerable, for the young braves, instead of hurrying onward, returned again and again, like baffled hounds, to the vicin ity of the cave’s mouth until Rochester began to fear that the hiding place was known to some of them, and that they w r ere searching for it. The chiefs daughter began to dread a similar result, for unconsciously she crept closer to our hero’s side, laying her hand timidly on his arm as it appealing for protection, her woman s nature for once triumphed over the heroism to which she had nerved herself during the early part of the pursuit. The veins of Rochester thrilled at that gentle touch; and seizing the soft, warm little hand, he pressed it to his heart. It was done without thought, nor could he have helped it if his life had paid the forfeit; but the Indian girl started like a frightened her hand from his, aud noise lessly moved to the other side of the cavern. At last the sounds of pursuit died wholly away. As yet the cave was wholly undis covered. “Had we net better pursue our journey now?” said Rochester, addressing the old chief. “No, no!” eagerly interrupted the Indian maid. “My white brother will be sure to fall in with some of my father’s warriors. We must wait here till the sun comes and goes; and then, and not till then, will it be safe to pursue our journey.” “The White Fawn speaks like a sage war lior, not like agiddy squaw,” answered War Eagle, interrupting the exclamation that was on Rochester's lips. ‘‘lf we go forth now our trail will be certain to be discov ered; but if we wait till tomorrow night, by which time the hunt will be abandoned, we may escape.” “But what if we are discovered in the meantime? They may burn us out, like foxes iu a hole,” said Rochester, impetu ously. ‘T don’t care for myself, but only for the White Fawn; and I'd rather be roas ted to death a dozen times than that a hair of her hean should come to harm. If we leave the cave now she can get back in safety to the village; and that is the great point alter all.” “My brother s heart is good, but lie knows not ot what he speaks. The White Fawn has been missed before: and it is more dan gerous for her to return than to go on. We must stay here, War Eagle must make her his daughter,” he added chivalrously, “and she shall nhver know she had another father.” Rochester said no more. The words of the old chief, in truth, had given him a strange pleasure. He had not thought betore of the necessity of the White Fawn becoming a fugitive also; but he saw now that War Eagle was right, and vague, yet happy visions began to float before him. He gave himself up unconscinusly to these dreams. How long he indulged in them he never knew; they gradually faded into a deep sleep, however, from weich )h$ was finally aroused by hearing the sounds of weeping at his side. The gray light of mor ning was stealing into the cave, through an aperture in the bushes, and by it he diseov* ered the Indian g'rl sitting dissolved in tears, while War Eagle, like a bronze statue, gazed immovably at the mouth of the cave. Rochester drew near the weeping girl, and, after gazing a moment in silened, he said in a kind, gentle voice; “What ails my sister? Docs she repent of what she hes done? It so, say the word, and the white brave will deliver himself up at once.” The lace of the White Fawn had been covered with her hands, from the first mo ment she dad attracted Rochester’s atten tion; but now she hastily withdrew them, and clasping him by the hand us ho attempt ted to rise, forcibly held him. “No, no, no,” she said rapidly, “the White Fawn repents ont. But her father loved her and she loved the old chief.” She spoke in a broken voice. “It is but natural that she should weep. But her brother shall behold her tears no more.” Nor did he. All through the day, whose hours seemed protracted into ages, and whose unceasing suspense fretted the nerves of even Rochester nearly past endurance, she maintained her composure. A score of times, during the interval, the fugitives thought their hiding place was on the point of being discovered; for scouting parties were continually abroad in search of the lost trail, and frequently approached almost to the mouth of the cavern. But night, at last, delivered the three from anxiety; the shouts of the savage hunters ceased; and now the eager fugitives were at liberty to go abroad. All that night the little party hurried forward. War Eagle leading the van. the White Fawn following, and Rochester bring ing up the rear. Their safety depended on the number of leagues placed between them and their foes before morning; for their tia*l would be certain to be discovered soon after daylight, when a pursuit would be commen ced' The number of miles traversed that night by the fugitives would he considered incredible by any one not familiar with the lrontier. Their speed, however, saved their lives; they never heard more of their pursu ers; but on the third day reached the border fort, from which they had set out, and where they were now welcomed with joy, having been given up for lost. The Indian maid did not long remain the adopted daughter of War Eagle, but aftera few months took on herself a nearer and a holier tie, by becoming Rochester’s bride. The wedding took place at the close of the campaign, during which interval the White Fawn had continued in the fort, where the commandant’s lady had taken charge of her education, so that when our hero came back to claim her, she was able to add the charm of civilized accomplishments to the native graces of the forest. When attired in pro per costume, she was scarcely recognizable as a child of the wilderness, so delicate was her complexion. Indeed, a lovlier bride was never given away, before or since, in all that beautiful region. In later years, when the settlements had advanced westward, Rochester purchased a tract of land on the shores of the Haunted Stream, and erected a stately mansion close to the spot where he had first seen the Indian maid. And there, to this day, his and her descendants live, prouder of their heroic ancestress, and deservedly so, than many an English duke of his Norman sires. Tweed Will Nf Talk. New York Herald.) Vigo, Spain, Sept. 27.—The United States frigate Franklin will not sail this evening, as intended. The de tention is owing to the sudden death of one of the sailors, who was badly Injured in a gale a few days since. According to instructions, I re newed my efforts to obtain a talk with Tweed. I was bo far successful this afternoon as to get an audience with the ex-Boss on board the Frank lin. The prisoner received- rae in the apartment formerly occupied by Ad miral Case, who is now away from the ship. Tweed had just finished a cigar at the open port-hole on the starboard-side of the gun-deck, where he sat, aside from the officers of the ward-room, gazing down the length of the deck with an assumed indif ference. Forward the men not on watch collected in small, silent groups, regarding the famous prison soner from afar oft with undisguised curiosity. At the moment of his return to his cabin I sent in my card, and was told that Mr. Secor would see me. With out the slightest hesitation the pris oner rose, and after shaking hands, told me to be seated. After exchang ing the usual inquiries in regard to his health, I was forestalled in all further questions by Mr. Tweed quietly remarking that he could not consent to converse upon any topic relating either to his business in Spain or to entertain any inquiries which were based upon the assump tion that he was William M. Tweed, of New York. the yellow fever. * lie ports from Kavannuli. Erora tho Macon Telegraph of Saturday.] The train from Savannah last night brought only a few passengers, and nothing could be obtained later than the report of th e News up to Thursday evening. Prtvate telegrams and let ters to refugees in Macon, reooived yesterday and last night, bring sad intelligence of the suffering ana great want of attention. A letter to an at tache of this office contains tho fol fowing, which is but one of many similar accounts: “Everything is in a terrible condition. Cannot express it in words. Every one is sick and none to nurse thorn but negroes. The Neit's office is six hands short, and wo are still without editor, pressman or foreman.” Mr. George P. Screven, brother of John Screven, Esq., President of the Atlantic & Gulf Railroad, died at Ty bee on Thursday morning. He was a rice planter on tho Ogeechee, and had moved his family to Tybeo to escape the ravages of tho epidemic. He leaves a largo circle of relatives and friends to mourn his loss. Capt. Nathan B. Brown also died Thtirsduy. He served during the late war as quartermaster in the Confed erate States Army. He was born in Orange county, Now York, and was of the firm of N. B. Brown & Cos., draymen, then of F. W. Sims & Cos., and lately in the employ of H. J. Dickerson. When the epidemic com menced he volunteered with the Sa vannah Benevolent Association, aud was’one of their most active workers. It may be said of him that he died in the traces doing good. He leaves a wifo and manv friends hero and rela tives in New York to mourn his loss. Mr. B. G. Lambreth, who was a South Carolinian, originally from Beaufort,and a book-keeper for years, died Wednesday night. Ho was a prominent member of tho Baptist Church, and leaves three children a host of sorrowing friends. Mr. A. T. Smith, tho marine clerk of tho Savannah custom-house, diod Thursday. Mr. J. S. Rogers, of tho firm of Rog ers & Dasher, died on Thursdav.also Willie Ross. The epidemic is said to be gaining considerable headway at Tybeo, and Dr. Henry Smith, of New Orleans, went down Thursday to render ltiedi .cal aid to those who are sick at that resort. Dr. O. C. Schley has recovered from the fever, und resumed his practice yesterday. The News says tho disease has as sumed a very malignant form in the sections of i he city known ns ltoberts villa and Currytowu, and the poorer classes are in a very needy condition. Dr. Buutz, one of the volunteer physicians, was taken with the fever Thursday, and is greatly missed. The mortuary report.forthe twenty four hours ending at 0 o’clock Thurs day afternoon, shows a total ot inter ments ot twenty-soven.otiWhich num ber eighteen were from yellow fever causes. Ten of the total number were colored. The following is a full list or interments: LaurelUrovoCemetery— Whites, James O. Terner, aged 5, yellow fever; Daniel G. Lamberth, aged 50; Loulslno Konnedy, aged 28; Charles D. Cowles, aged —; Charles Staab, aged 6; Nancy A Rood, n j certificate: Algernon W.Hunt, aged 1, yel low fover; Funny Adams agod SG, yellow fever. Colored—Lydia Collins, aged 21 years, consumption; Ben Hammond, aged 10 years, yellow lover; Blnah Brown, aged 35, years, yellow fever; John Wesley Friz, aged 2, yellow fever; Wm. Johnson, aged 85, hemorrhage of tho lungs; Dago Goodrich, agod 2, spasms; Mills, aged 40, bilious fever; James H. Screven, aged 68, debility; Isaac Williams, aged 5, yel low fever. Whites, 8; colored, 10; total, 18 (yellow fever 12). Cathedral Cemetery— Whites Sarah Flohorty, aged 1 year, marasmus; Flor ence Morhoun, aged 6, yellow fever; Marla M. DoLorge, aged 50, yellow fever; infant of Mary Davidson, still born: M.T. Stafford, ageds, spasms; Thos. McGrath, aged 15, yellow fever; John J. O’Driscoll, aged 5, yellow fever. Whitos, 7; colored, 0; total, 7 (yellow fe ver 4). Evergreen Bonaventure Cemetery—Ar thur I’. Smith, aged 34, yellow fevor; Llz zio A. Ott, yellow fevor. Whitos, 2; colored,o; total,2 (yellowfo ver 2). RECAPITULATION. Laurel Grove Cemetery—Whites, 8; col ored, 10; total, 18 (yellow fever 12). Cathedral Cemetery—Whites, 7; color ed 0; total, 7 (yellow fever 4). Bonaventure Cemetery—Whites, 2; col ored, 0; total, 2 (yellow fever 2). Grand total, 27. Yellow fever 18. E. A. Silva, Clerk of Council and Soc'y Board of Health. LATEE FBOMOUBA. The Situation More Precarious. REVOLT OK SPANISH TROOPS. Havana, Oct. 5 (via Key West 7). Capt. General Jovellar unexpectedly returned yesterday morning. His sudden return after the papers had said that he went to make arrange ments for a winter campaign, is a cause of much commont und rumors of his displacement, but tho Diario denies the truth of them. This charge would mrko tho present pre carious situation still worse. Gen. Joveliar took one hundred and fifty thousand dollars in gold with him to pay some of the arrears to troops Two battalion of Spanish troops are reported revolted, not receiving their arrears of pay. [Note.—lt will bo seen from the above that the information from Europe of Jovellar’s being relieved has not been published in Cuba.] TELEGRAPHIC SUMMARY. • At a political meeting held at Sum mer Hill, Aikon, S. 0., yesterday, Theodore Pardue was killed by be ing run over by a piece of artillery used for firing a salute. The Italian Chamber of Deputies has been dissolved, and new elec tions ordered, beginning in Novem ber. Dr. J. J. Jones, formerly of New Orleans, died at Washington. W. W. Morbaugh’shardware store, Philadelphia, burned. Loss $45,000. GEORGIA. COLQUITT’S MAJORITY SO,OOO. How the Legislature Stands. Atlanta, Oct. 7. —The Democratic majority in 92 counties is 60,000. Forty-live counties to hear from will mako the majority 80,000 at least. Legislature—Benate, 43 Demoerats one Republican; House all Demo crats except six Republicans, includ ing three colored. Democrats Again Claim Colorado. New York, Oct. 7.—Another dis patch was received at National Dem ocratic Headquarters to-day, from Denver, claiming Colorado by 5,000 majority. THE REPUBLICAN CLAIM. Denver, Oct. 7.—Tho Republican majority will be about 1,304. SOUTH CiROrjSA. WHITES TO BE ■IINAIIWF.iI. Or Martial I.aw Prnrlalineii! Charleston, Oot. 7.—The News <£ Courier’s correspondent telegraphs on the 6th from Columbia: “Gover nor Chumberlain has determined to issue a proclamation to-morrow or next day, ordering all white military clubs or organisations to surrender their arms and disband at once. In case of refusal, lie will next proclaim tho State in a condition of domestic violenco, and inform President Grant to that effect, and call upon him to suppress it. later—chamberlain’s proclamation. Columbia, Oct. 7.—Gov. Chamber lain issued a proclamation to-day, declaring that it has become imprac ticable, in his judgment, to enforce by the ordinary course of judicial process the laws of the Stato within certain countios; and it having been made known to him that illegal or ganizations, known as Rifle Clubs, exist in the State; and as they are forbidden by State’ laws, he forbids their existence, and orders t hat they be disbanded within three days. If disregarded, ho will exhaust his own powers and then appeal to the United States Government. THE TUIIKIsFsTtUATION. Turkey Mad, Husain Determined, and ttUKlnud <'<>ili|>ri>liil*lllir London, Oct. 7.— The Times' Bel grade dispatch says Servia has re newed her application for a month’s formal armistice. This application is probably made in vlow of the fur ther prosecution of the war under circumstances moro promising for Russia. A month’s armistice means a suspension of the fighting for the winter, as operations could not be renewed at the end of November. The Times’ Berlin dispatoh says there Is little hope that Turkey will accord an armistice. Turkey is put ®n her mettle by ths Russian occu pation scheme, and will not accept England’s programme as long as Russia threatens thus to enforce terms. If Russia persists in what is a practical dismemberment of Tur key, England and Austria must re sist. Tho Standard’s Berlin dispatch says Sgniaff, the Russian Minister expected in Constantinople, will mako a final effort to induce the Porto to accept the conditions. Should the Porte refuse, ho has or ders to depart. The Standard’s Constantinople dis patch says tho Turkish Government is so exasperated by the entrance of Russians into Servia it will find it im possible to accept the terms of the powers. The Sultan favors the terms, but would hnvo been deposed had he accepted. Tho Times' Constantinople dispatch asserts that the Porte has asked Lord Derby to propose new terms. Derby refused, advising the Porte to accept unconditionally and immediately tho terms already made. Tho Times’ Belgrade dispatch says that in the battle of the 28th, the bat tallion named after princess Natalio, went into tho action 900 strong. The next day 40 answered. London, Oct. 7.—The tone of Lord Derby’s dispatch to Sir Henry Eliott regarding Bulgarian atrocities,lssued last night, is very severe. He points out (he advisability of placing the disturbed district immediately under an experienced commissioner, who should either be a Christian or be as sisted by Christian counsellors. This arrangement should be pro visional and without prujudico to any future arrangements which may be mado in concert with tho powors. London, Oct. 7.—A Router dispatch from Ragusa reports tne Prince of Montenegro consents to a truce pend ing negotiations for an armistice. The Times’ Vienna dispatch says there are good reasons for believing that negotiations from Turkey and Montenegro hate gone beyond a truce and approach peace on the basis of an accession of territory by Montenegro. Centennial Awards to Southern Ex* hlbltor*. Philadelphia, Oct. 7.—Additional supplemental awards: J. M. Drake, New Orleans, patent cotton ties; Miss Annie T. Overbach, Troy, Ala bama, bed spread of satin and silk crochet work; Miss Jennie Watt, Charleston, South Carolina, worsted work picture of General Washing -1 ton. NO. 177 FINANCIAL AND COMMERCIAL, BY TELEGRAPH TO THE DAILY TIMES. MONEY ANO STOCKS. PARIS, Oct. 7,—Noon—Rented 106f. 10c. NEW YORK, Oct. 7,—Noon—(Jold opened 9%; stock* active and unsettled; money 2; gold9%* exchange, 10ng,4.83*; short, 4.85; State bonds quiet prices; Governments dull and lowar. NEW YORK, Oct. 7.—Evening—Money easy, offered at 2; sterling steady, 8%; gold quiet, yuß 3 i; Governments dull and steady, new ft’*, 13%; States nominal. COTTOJf. LIVERPOOL, Oct. 7.-—Noon—Cotton opened firmer; middling uplands 6%d; Orleans 6%d.; sales 8.0U0; speculation and export* 1,000; re* coipta 0,800; American 500. Futures weaker; middling uplands, low middling clause. October and November delivery, 6 25-32d.; uplands, low middling clause, November and December, ship ped per sail, 513-10d.; uplands, low middling clause, new crop, shipped December and January per sail, 5 21-32d.; uplands, low middling clause, new crop, shipped January and February, per sail, 6%a. 2p. m.—Sales of American 4,t00. Future* steady; uplands, low middling clause, Decem ber and January delivery 6 25-32d. NEW YORK, Oct. 7.—Noon—Cotton firm; uplands 10%; Orleans 111-18; tales 2,000. Fu tures easy; October 10 16-16, November 11 1-82, December 11 8-82* %\ January 11 \.a9-83, Febru* ary 11 7-16*15-02. * NEW YORK, Oot. 7.—-Evening—Cotton quiet; reooipta 628; middling 10%sll 1-16; consolidated* net receipts 19,084; exports coastwise 160. Net receipts 72; gross 1,298. Futures closed steady; sales 7,600; October 10 16-16*31-32; November 11 1-32; December 11%a5-82; January 11 9-82*5- 1(5; February 11 15-82a%; March 11 21-32*11-16; April 11 27-32*?a; May 1211-32*1-16; June 12 7- 32a % ; July 12 13-32*7-16; August 12%*9-IC. GALVESTON,Oct. 7.—Evening—Cotton steady; middling 9%; net receipts 3,736; gross —; sales 2,030; exports costwis# —. NORFOLK. Oct. 7.—Evening—Cotton qulst; middling 10%; net receipts4,ll3; exports coast wise 831, BALTIMORE, Oct. 7.—Evening—Cotton quiet; middling 10%; gross receipts 166; sales 190; ex ports continent 150; coastwise 60, BOBTON, Oct. 7.—Evening—Cotton steady; middling 11** ; net receipts 100; gross 661. WILMINGTON, Oct. 7.—Evening Cotton steady; middling 10; net receipts 488; sales 425. PHILADELPHIA, Oct. 7.—Evening Cotton dull; middling 11; net receipts 968; gross re ceipts 993. SAVANNAH, Oct. 7.—Evening—Cotton quiet; middling 10%; net receipts 80S; gross 3,605; sales 1,600. NEW ORLEANS, Oct. 7.—Evening Cotton easy; middling 10%; low middling 10; good or dinary 9% ; net receipts 2,041; gross 2,610; sales 6,75 U. MOBILE, Oct. 7.—Evening—Cotton ateady; middling 10; net receipts 1,568; gross 1,668; oxports coastwise 974. MEMPHIS, Oct. 7.—Cotton steady; middling 10%; receipts 1,965; shipments 1,257; sales 2,300. AUGUSTA, Oct. 7.—Evening—Cotton in fhir demand; middling 9%; receipts 1,363; sales 1,648. CHARLESTON, Oct. 7.—Evening—Cotton quiet; middling 10#; net receipts 2,943; sales 1,000; exports coastwise 184. PROVISIONS, dcC. NEW YORK, Oct. 7.—Noon—Flour quiet and unchanged; lard quiet; freights firm. NEW YORK, Oct. 7.—Evening- Flour dull; prices generally without decided change; closing slightly in buyers faver, $5.26a56.30, common to fair extra Southern $6.36a58.50. Wheat dull; spring I*2 lower; winter gradee a shade eascir; $ 1.20a25 for new winter red Western; $126 new [Amber, Indiana. Corn a shade lower; only light export and home use, 65a58 ungraded Western mixed. 59 for yellow Western, 57%a58% for do. Southern on dock. Oats slightly in buyer's favor; moderate trade reported. Pork, spot and October, firm, latter deliveries dull, new $16.86. Lard opened more active, closing barely steady; prime steam $10.75. Coffee quiotandftrin and in fair demand; 15%a 19 for gold cargoes; 16*20 for gold job lots. Su gar firm; 8%a9; fair to good refining and refined 10%a%; standard A 10%; powdered granulated 11%, crushed do. Rice steady and in fair inquiry. Molasses dull; Orleans 44. Freights quiet; cotton, sail, 9-32* 5-16; steam, 11-32. BT. LOUIS, Oct. 7.—Evening—Flour firm for sound fall supers aud extras; superfine fall $8.60 &$3.76; extra do. 154.00a54.25; double extra do. Wheat, dull No.Jl red fall $1.21%. Corn inactive aud lower; N. 2 mixed, 41%*%. Oata lower. No. 2, 34 >4 bid. Rye firm, 58%a59 bid. Bar ley steady and firm, sample lota of Kansas and Nebraska 60a69, Minnesota 80a51.20. Whiskey steady, 10. Pork, dull $17.35 Lard—summer steam, 10%. Bulk meats firmer, more doing, 7%, 9%, 9%, for shoulders, clear rib aud clear sides . here—%c. less up country. Ba con active and firm, 8, 10, 1 % and 10%, lor shoul ders, clear rib and clear sides. LOUISVILLE, Oct. 7.—Flour firm and fair demand; extra $3.60a54.00, family $4.25a54.60. Wheat steady and firm; red $1.00a51.05; amber $1.05a51,15? white $1.06a51.15. Corn ateady; white 44; mixed 42. Rye good demand 68. Oats steady and in fair dematfd; white 88; mixed 35. Pork higher, $17.50. Bulk meats moderate ly active and higher; shoulder* 7%, clear rib sides 10, clear sides 10%. Bacon In active de mand, irregular and rather higher for shoulders 8, clear rib aides 10*,', clear sides 10%. Su gar cured hams quiet 16%. Lard in fair de mand ; tierces 11%a%; kegs 12%. Whiskey quiet. Bagging quiet and firm, 12%a%. CINCINNATI, Oct. 7.-Evening-Flour firm and in fair demand; family $5.00*66. Wheat sl.loasl.lß. Corn steady and in fair de mand; 48. Oats quiet, 33&40. Bye in fair de mand, 06*88. Barley easier, not quotably lower. $1.08a51.12. Pork inactive, $17.25*$ 17.50. Lard quiet; steam rendered 10%a%, kettle do, 11<&%, Bulk meats in fair demand; shoulders 7%; clear rib sides 9, clear sides 9%. Bacon in fair de mand shoulders 8, clear rib aides 9%a10, clear ■ldes 10a I ,'. Whiskey in fair demand and high er, 1 10. Butter steady. BALTIMORE. Oct. 7.—Evening—Oata steady aud in lair demand. Rye quiet and steady. Provisions steady and firm. Lard advanc ing tendency, refined 11%a12. Coffee strong, upward tendency. Whiskey caroo aud higher 15. Sugar 10%a%. The Weather To-Day. Washington, Oct. 7. For the South Atlantic and Gulf States, high er barometer, northwest to northeast winds, and decidedly colder, clear or partly cloudy weather will prevail, with rain areas in Florida, and heavy frosts from North Carolina to Northern Georgia. Gen. Campos’ Powers. London, Oct. 7.—Tho Standard's Madrid dispatch says Captain Gene ral Jovellar has positively resigned. Gen. Campos leaves for Havana this month, taking with him several gen erals. Campos is entrusted with dis cretionary powers. China’s Reparation. Shanghai, Oct, 7.—An Imperial edict is published, expressing regret for Mr. Margaris’ Murder, and affirm ing the right of foreigners to travel through tho country and enjoy the protection of the authorities. An envoy with a letter of apology for the Yunnan outrage is to go to Eng land at once. New York Bank Statement. New Yoke, Oct. 7.—Bank-state ment; Loans increased seven-eighths millloon ; Bpecie increase three mil lion ; legal tender decrease three and one-eighth million; deposits decrease one and one-half million ; reserve in crease one-fourth million. Murder In Augusta. Augusta, Ga., Oct. 7.—Edward H. Murphy, white, shot Jupiter Grant, colored, to-day, about a chair. Grant diod. Murphy fled. The cor oaer’s jury returned a verdict ot murder.
