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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.
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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.