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VOL II.—No. 100.
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K M. ORME, Editor.
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A STERLING OLD POEM.
Who shall judge a man by his manners?
Paupers Who shall know li i in by his dress?
may lie fit for princes,
Princes lit for something less,
Crumpled shirts and golden dirty jacket
May beciothe the ore
Of the deepest thoughts and feelings—
Satin vest can do no more.
There are streams or crystal nectar
Ever flowing out of stone ;
These are purple beds and golden,
Hidden crushed and overthrown.
God, Love who and counts by soul, and not dresses,
prosper you highest me,
While he values thrones the
But as pebbles in the sea.
Man upraise above his fellows,
Oft forgets li is fellows then ;
Masters—rulers—lords, remember
That your meanest binds are men !
Men of labor, thought men and of feeling, of fame,
Men of men
Claiming equal rights to sunshine
In man’s ennobling name.
Here are foam embroidered oceans,
There are little wood-clad rills;
There arc feeble inch-high hills. saplings,
There are cedars on the
God who counts by souls, not stations,
Moves and prospers you and me,
For him all vain distinctions
Are as pebbles in UieSea.
Toil lug hands a lone are builders
Of a nation’s wealth and fame,
Stilted laziness is pensioned, the
Fed and fattened on same,
By the sweat of others foreheads,
Living only to rejoice, ragged freedom
While the poor man on
Vainly lifts its feeble voice.
Truth and justice are eternal, light;
Born with loveliness and
Secret wrongs shall never prosper
While there world-wide is a sunny right. singing
God, whose voice is
Boundless love to you and me,
Links but oppression pebbles in with the his titles
As sea.
RENEE’S LOVE
"Renee! Renee?”
The sweet, French name floated out
from the open window of tho cottage,
and Reneo Courtland came out from
the shadow of drooping trees, her broad
hat hanging loosely on her shoulder,
where she had pushed it back from her
face while standing in the shadow.
Margaret Gray’s voice had roused the
girl from dreams of Lester Sinclair,
the handsome, blue eyed stranger vis¬
iting at the house that nestled amid
linden trees in the hollow below
where the old fashioned cottage of the
Grays stood. She had been dreaming
of his deep, laughing eyes, his sunny,
chesnut curls, las gay, nonchalant man¬
ner, that always changed to tenderness
for her. Whatever was the charm of
Lester Sinclair’s manner, he had surely
won the first love of Renee Courtland’s
girlish heart. Years before the father
of Renee Courtland had, left her to the
care of Margaret Gray—fair, calm
Margaret Gray—who had been his girl
love in their early youth, and who had
never married in memory ot that first
love dream. She scarcely knew herselt
what had come between them, only it
had ended in bitter words and a still
more bitter parting, and then, in his
passion, Charles Courtland had mar¬
ried a pretty, dark eyed French girl—
the mother of Renee.
Years after, when his wife died, he
had come to his early love and asked
her to be his wife and a mother to his
child. ...
Rut with all her gentleness, Marga
ret Gray was prouder than many
haughty women, ami she gravely an
swered him "No." Gently, almost
sorrowfully, He made no yet second still it appeal, was‘;No." knowing
how useless it would be
But when, 1 ’ three years later, death
ca.led 11 J himself, if u lit. Lit Lft bit! In. nrnhanprl oi\ banei,
penniless W child to the care of Margaret
i he child had grown up to a
slender maiden with great gray
and a childlike smile, to be the
ot Margaret Grays heart and the da%
star of Victor Gray’s life.
gome distance down the road
Gray stood leaning against a tree, his
face grave and thoughtful, oven beyond
its VVOUt.
He handsome tms _
was not a man,
Victor than' Gray. But theie was something
better beauty in his proud, dark
face, for manhood was stamped qu his
broad brow. Courage, honor and truth
gleamed in his eyes, and though the
general expression of his face was stem
his smile could be gentle almost as a
woman’s, and this man loved pretty
childish Bessie with all the strength of
his heart, and she—well, she loved
Lester Sinclair.
He threw' away his half-burned cigar
and turned toward the cottage, his face
still gravely stern.
Renee came to meet him.
"Oh, Victor, can’t I go down to Ray¬
mond’s this evening? Kathie is going
to have a croquet match. Margaret
says no, but you—eh, Victor, may I
not go. You might come with me,
Victor. Kathie asked you.”
He looked at the pretty, childish face.
"Yes, I will go, Renee.”
Two hours later Renee came down,
looking like a wild rose in her pink
muslin robes, with clustering flowers in
her breast and hair.
They were rather early in the cro¬
quet ground, so Kathie and Renee
played Victor a game by themselves.
Gray watched Renee with
passionate, pitying eyes, knowing the
pain in store for ber, which he had
been too cowardly, he thought bitterly,
to warn her of.
"I could not tell her," he said, “and
yet I wish I had."
He watcched her wistfully, turning
pale as he saw how her eyes wandered
to the gate.
She had thrown her hat aside and
the soft breeze lifted the short, dark
curls off her low brow and deepened
the rose tint on her cheeks.
He saw the red lips part in smiles
and the lovely dark eyes deepen, and,
turning toward the gate, he saw Les¬
ter Sinclair coming up the pathway, a
lady leaning oil his arm.
The one look at Renee’s face told
Victor that she never suspected the
truth.
Her faith, like her love, was un¬
wavering. She believed in Lester Sin¬
clair as she did in her own loyal love.
The lady on his arm was a delicate
little thing, with a certain kind of
beauty of the wax doll order, with big
blue eyes, dainty features and cluster¬
ing flaxen hair.
They came forward to where Renee
stood.
"Clare,’’ he said, "this is the young
lady I told you of, Miss Courtland, Renee
—Miss Courtland, my betrothed wife,
Miss Duvane."
“His betrothed wife !"
The words rang in Renee’s ears, then
seemed to die away with a faint, moan¬
ing sound.
Remember she was only seventeen,
and childish for her age.
The bright young face grew pallid
as death, and all the sweet light seem¬
ed to fade from her eyes.
Victor strode to her side.
"Take me home, Victor I—I don’t
feel very well! Please take me” —
The words died away on her lips,
and the next moment Victor held her
white and senseless in his arms.
* * * * * * *
A magnificent room, large, lofty and
furnished with almost Oriental splen¬
dor, from the velvet carpet, into which
the foot sank noiselessly, the silken,
inlaid furniture, the wondrous gems of
art that adorned the walls, the rare
statutes lhat filled every conceivable
nook, to the most minute article in the
room.
At one of the windows a tall, slen¬
der woman stood holding back with a
slender, jeweled hand the foam-like
draperies—a woman so radiantly, rare¬
ly beautiful that even the casual
passer-by half admiration paused with a look of
involuntary on her face.
The low, white brow, the great dark
eyes, the curving crimson lips and
waving masses of blue-black hair made
a pictui almost perfect in its rare
lovoline
And yet it was not a satisfied face ;
there was a look of past pain and
present longing, strangely mingled,
resting upon it. Where the expression
lay you could hardly tell, only it was
there.
And this graceful woman,who seemed
born for the wealth that surrounded
her, , was Renee Courtland, who had
lain so white and still in Victor Gray’s
arms six long years before
lhe change in her life had come so
j suddenly, so unexpectedly. An uncle
of iier father’s, who had sever spokan
j to him trench after his girl, marriage had with Renee, the
pretty seen
I and, being childless, had left her all
his - wealth tk.
j Not lk for ber love, F enoh lie fwd said ; "she ‘,p was
lM°t tha t. 'oug.i , tueie ' ' \\as something mo r ot
,
the Courtland about her as well, but
simply md li.s- because she kin. was a Courtland
iK,ae>t ot
but loyal Renee had never
) her old friends, for m her stately
uome Maigaret Gray was with her,
md everv summer the little cottage
‘ A e ■cornu, ni an L ' al! o apj.un.
-
1 r or weeks and jnom ns alter the
die tainted in Victor’s arms, Renee
had been the shadow of her
self.
SAVANNAH, SUNDAY, JULY 27, 1879.
Pale and listless, it seemed as if hope
would never reassert her sway in the
tender young heart, and Victor watched
her, suffering almost as much in her
great love lor her
It seemed at times to Renee Court
land as if her heart must break, with
its passionate pain, but hearts do not
break easily at seventeen, and Renne
conquered her love, then buried it out
of sight forever, and as time passed on,
if it rose to confront her, she put it
aside with all the strength of nature.
Then came the great change in her
life, and smiles came back to the
beautiful face, though sometimes the
shadow of the old pain darkened it
And four years later she met Lester
Sinclair again, handsomer, if possible,
than ever, with a new gravity about
him that became him well.
He bad laid his fair young wife to
rest in her grave, and was free again.
Renee’s face grew pale when she
first heaid it, paler still as he bent
over her hand, and then the past
seemed to be forgotten.
Even when he married the wealthy
heiress, Clara Duvane, Lester Sinclair
knew that the little dark-eyed girl
held more of his heart than he would
willing]}' acknowledge, and now* see¬
ing her day after day, so regal in her
loveliness, the old love deepened, till
Renee Courtland held every hope of
happiness for him.
As time passed on Victor Gray
noticed an added restfulness in Renee’s
eyes, that the weary look around her
mouth deepened, and could scarcely
understand it.
He
perhaps sterner than of old, and the
girl came forward to meet him.
“You are welcome, Victor," she
said, clasping his hand, "and Margaret
will be so very glad.”
‘You do not look happy this even
ing, Benee,” he said, his eyes on her
face.
The girl turned away with a quick,
impatient gesture.
"I am not happy,” she said ; my
life has been one mistake."
"Which will be righted in time,"
he answered, quietly, though his face
paled slightly.
When Victor left her she went back
to her place at the window again.
‘‘Will happiness pass me by forever? ’
she cried; "is he blind, or is it that he
will not see ?”
Only that morning Lester Sinclair
had stood before this girl, whom he had
wronged in her girlhood, and pleaded
for her love as a man might plead for
life itself.
Coldly, almost haughtily, she had
answered him—
"No. My love died for you years
ago; it could never come to life again."
"Renee, Renee !” he cried in a voice
of passionate pain, and the girl knew
if she wished revenge on Lester Sin¬
clair most tiuly she had it now.
‘‘My love died years ago,” she re¬
peated more gently, half pitying his
pain. "No, Lester, it can never be."
Victor Gray merely went up to
change his business suit and speak a
few words to his sister, and in less than
an hour he joined Renee again.
As he entered the room he saw she
held a portrait in her hand.
Scarcely conscious of what he was
doing he went forward.
‘‘How you do love that man, Renee,"
he said bitterly.
The proud, dark face flushed.
"What man ?" she asked, coldly.
' Pardon me, Renee, I was rude; I
scarcely knew what I said. You are
not angry, Renee?"
The girl was silent for a moment;
then she crossed over to him.
‘ It you mean Lester Sinclair," she
said, "you are wrong, Victor. This
morniug he asked me to be his wife
and I refused him.”
"You refused him? Why Renee?"
"I love him no longer,” she said.
Was Victor Gray blind ?
Looking on the lovely, flushed face,
listening to the tremulous voice, could
he not uudersand?
The lovely dark eyes were raised to
his face.
He bent his stately head.
‘ Renee, my darling, you love me?"
'
The next moment he held her in
! arms and kissed her sweet red lips
-Say you love me ’ Renee I have
i it jeered v t lr - h aid
A 8m , le around W lips.
-Anti no one at all said that you
j oved me J y lct0l
<.t Eov ... ect } OU, Renee ! t 1 think t I must
have loved you all my life—long before
you smiM on Lesler Sinclair.''
“Tbst is past,” she said gently. "It
wag un ] v a girl s first wild love dream;
j to * you Victor”_
.. Yo u have given what?”
; "Mv last, my best, my purest love.
A re -you content, Victor 0 '’
A nd as he bent and kissed her again
all the shadows fled from Reuee Court*
i an j’ s face. Her heart had made its
choice, and it rested in peace in the
5 0 f Victor Gray’s -m''m lovat ' love. ’
, t* ——
'government, Memphis is now under local military
Mail Robber Caught.
A Tost Office Clerk Arrested for Stealing Letters
Containing Money.
Robert B. Crocker, one of the prin¬
cipal clerks in the New London (Conn.)
post office, was arrested a few days ago,
through the instrumentality of Special
Agent Henderson, of Baltimore,charged
with robbing the mail. Complaints
bad been made almost daily since laqt
September from persons who failed to
get letters expected. In various cases
the letters contained money. All the
ingenuity possible was put forth to
ferret out the mystery, but without
avail. The regular monthly returns
were seDt to the Fostmaster General,
but the source of the discrepan y could
not be discovered.
Post office officials, at the suggestion
of Mr. Tubbs, Postmaster of New
London, some weeks ago ordered Spe¬
cial work Agent Henderson and others to
the matter up and, if possible,
discover the thief. They at once com¬
menced operations and continued i wo
weeks without success. On Satin*my
last four decoy letters were sent hum
the New York office to fictitious names
in New London On Monday morning
the letters arrived in the mail and were
laid oUt on the table separate from the
rest. Crocker and a messenger were
the only parties in the office and, con¬
sequently, the theft laid between the
two.
The chief clerk was asked to borrow
money of Crocker, which he did, and
Crocker forthwith produced $8, all of
which bore the private mark of the
detectives. Crocker was immediately
charged with the theft, but he denied
it, as also the fact that he lent the
money. He was arraigned before
United States Commissioner Mather,
and confessed to the crime. He waiv¬
ed examination, and was bound over in
$3,000 bones which he did not furnish.
Postmaster Tubbs states that from
one to two letters per day have been
taken, and no other reason can be as¬
signed than that Crocker had appro¬
priated them. The accused is about
twenty-five years of age, and has been
in the government employ about seven
years. He was lately married to a
widow much his senior. Crocker’s
greatest forte was his alleged robbing
through mails which lay in the office
over night. Saturday and Sunday were
his favorite nights, being then the least
liable to suspicion.
Complaints fr-m other offices have of¬
ten of late reached the ears of the offi¬
cials at WashHgton, and probably the
detectives were "working up” the New
London office before people in the city
were aware of it. —Baltimore News.
Facts and Fancies.
Passing away is written on the world and all
the world contains.
Good resolutions, like a squawling baby in
church, should always be carried out.
Immortality opens a large hope that may over
pay the most unspeakable bitterness of life.
The lemonade hot weath*r is very weaker debilitating. Weaker. Even
picnic is growing and
The most soothing shade thing a man could do last
week was to sit in the and sing the Ninety
and Nine,
It would just be Simon Cameron’s luck, to
have Sara Bernhardt come here and claim him
for a husband.
More people fail through a multiplicity of
talents and pretensions than from absolute po¬
verty of resources.
Let us have faith that the right makeg might
and dare tr do our duty, for to help is to do the
work of the world.
“Is Life worth Living?” is the title of a new
book by abillious Is death Englishman. worth Let him ask an
easy one. dying?
When a man goes yachting and comes back
with an illuminated nose he’ll tell you the sun
did it, and it makes him mad if you don’t believe
him.
they It’s have warm enough the in this latitude, but in Cuba
to tie thermometer down to the
floor to keep it from jumping up and knocking
the roof off.
The fool goeth out in a sailboat when he
doesn't know a boom from a breaker, but the
wise man picks up pebbles on the shore and
flirts with the girl in a pink dress.
Political dictionary devised for the use of the
French Assembly
Seoundrek A writer who bolds a contrary
opinion
Falsifier A member of an administration that
you Idiot: are attacking. One
who contradicts.
Filth: The paper across the street.
i*a trick’s serenade
Och And ' Bridget mavourneen, joostopen tLe winder,
g,ve me a glance av your beautiful face,
My And ancient dudeen is all burnt to a cinder
bo02< are quite thick in this murtherin'
pke
Su ,F m v S ir l. h i no joke for aganioas
To walk -
alt the day Hath a botherinhod,
And thin, m the night, syraaade a young Ya
" '
mous,
c: le up to his knees in the muddy ouid sol.
* m 'R* 0 ’ w id rapture, my jewel of cratures,
And niver a lower more willingly howled,
Butdo Iet " fa
n ‘ ^ e sc orn wrinkleu P y° ur swate *
t u r
Because your poor Paddy has got such a cowld.
The lightnin’ is roarin' the toondei is ftashiu’
The moon is no b than nothin' at all,
And such __ splashin*
an outragious murtherious
I niver did hear since the davs I was small.
Then open the Winder, mv queen av aflectiou,
Or, what is as good, pUse open the door;
^’°r dhrame that you're sure of escapin'detec
‘ j k ^~ e - [e awaks br the leagtk a? yt - re
National Rank Profits.
Some Calculations based upon the Interest upon
Bonds securing Circulation.
Washington, July 23.—The Con
troller of the Currency has made a
statement which shows that the whole
amount of interest received by national
banks upon bonds deposited as security
for circulation was, on July 1, $16,912,-
736. If fromjthis amount bedeductedlO
per cent., ($1,691,273,) which is the bit¬
terest upon that portion of the bonds on
which the banks receive no circulation,
and also the 1 per cent, lax upon cir¬
culation, ($3,188,298—total, $4,879,*
564,) there will remain $12,033,172,
which is the amount of interest receiv¬
ed by the banks upon 90 per cent, of
the bonds deposited as security for their
circulating notes The national banks
now hold about $20,000,000 of 10-40
bonds. If these are converted into 4
per cents, the net amount of interest
received by the banks on the 1st of
August will be $11,776,207. If all of
the bonds held by the national bauks
are converted into 4 per cents, and the
same deductions made as before, the
net amount of interest received by the
national banks upon the 90 per cent, of
bonds upon which circulation is issued
will be $9,564,875.
If the present capital of the national
banks were loaned upon bonds and
mortgages at 8 per cent., it would yield
829,892,051 interest annually, The
net income derived by the national
banks from United States bonds, if
bearing interest at 4 per cent., and
from the loan of the amount of circu¬
lation issued upon these bonds at 8 per
cent., amounts to $36,412,618, which
leaves a difference of $6,520,567 as the
profit of national banks upon circula¬
tion, based upon 4 per cent, bonds,
which is equal to 1 74-100 per cent,
on the capital invested. Under similar
circumstances, the profit upon circula¬
tion to the national banks, in places
where the rate of interest is 6 per
cent., would be about 2 per cent, more
than if their entire capital was directly
loaned at 6 per cent, upon bonds and
mortgages.
The Controller.has made a statement
showing that the national banks now
in existence are entitled to receive
upon their present capital, under sec¬
tion 5171 of the Revised Statutes,
$389,372,916 of circulating notes. The
total amount issued is $313,045,346.
The national banks already organized
and in operation are, therefore, enti¬
tled to receive, upon the deposit of the
necessary amount of United States
bonds, $76,327,570 of additional circu¬
lation. In other words, they can in¬
crease their circulation one-fifth if at
any time they are in want of the addi¬
tional amount, or if any profit can be
made by an additional issue .—N Y.
limes.
ITEMS OF INTEREST.
The Rev. Jo. Cook preachod by in¬
vitation in San Francisco on a Sunday
evening, and on Monday sent in a bill
for one hundred dollars.
A little girl at Springfield, which Mass had ,
was so frightened by a dog she into
been set upon her, that went
convulsions and died.
The discovery of forgeries by Byron
A. Robinson, of Cambridge, Mass., is a
shock to the Central Baptist Church, of
which he was a foiemost member.
There are moments when by some
strange impulse we contradict our past
selves—fatal moments when a fit of
passion, like a lava stiearn, lays low the
work of half our lives.
The Toledo Blade has the unbindest
cut of ail. It says that New York had
better trade off her detectives for a
brace of yellow dogs, and then shoot
the dogs.
When an engaged couple Bit aside
by side, fondly holding each other’s
hands, does the momentous question,
"What is the proper amount of pare¬
goric to give a six-weeks-old infant? ’
ever enter their mind*!.
A dog in the western part of the
county recently devoured several of
her pups. ‘‘Tis thus that a new
of litter-chewer has been developed,”
says the Hackensack Republican man,
rolling over in delight at the hugeness
of the joke.
* The coin and bullion in the Bank of
England in the last week of June
reached $175,717,000, the largest
amount ever massed there. At the
same time the Bank of France held
nearly $450,000,000, and the Bank of
Germany $140,000,000. Nothing - is
more significant of want of confidence
and stagnation.
William Squires and his wife agreed
to simultaneously commit suicide at
Akron, Ohio, in consequence of inabili¬
ty to live happily together. There is
reason to believe, however, that Mrs.
Squires thought she could jive happily
aione, for she took such a light dose of
the laudanum husband that she took quickly large recover¬ dose
ed, while the a
and died.
rRICE THREE CENTS.
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For Sale*
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C l Y PRESS POSTS,—Black, bard Cypress
J will Posts, arrive 8x10 feet long, 5 to 11 iuches at tho
top, be In a lew days. Orders lor
same will icceived at John Hartman's,
No. :S Margaret street, for
jytj-lw JOHN F. SCIIRENK.
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Business Cards*
L. FERNAND, M. D »»
Office : No. 9 WkitaJxr Street,
[UP STAIRS.]
Office Hours 8—9 A. M„ 1 2—4nnd7^-8>4
P. M. my 20-1 m
W. B. FERRELL’S Agt.
RESTAURANT,
No. 11 New Market Basement,
[Opposite Lippman’s Drug Store,)
ian UUt SAVANNAH. GA
C. A. CORTINO,
Hair Cutting Hair Dressing Curling and
SHAVING SALOON.
HOT AND COLD BATHS.
der iGti'/Z Planters’ Bryan street, opposite the Market, uu
Hotel. Spanish, Italian, Ger
man. and English spoken. sel6-tf
JOS. H. BAKER,
Butcher,
STALL No. 60, Savannah Market.
Dealer in Beef, Mutton, Pork and
All other Meats In their Seasons.
Particular attention paid to supplying Ship
and Boarding Houses. augl2
HAIli STORE .
JOS. E. L0ISEAU & CO.,
118 BROUGHTON ST., Bet. Bull & Drayton
K EEP Switches,Curls, on hand a large Putts, assortment and Fancy of Goods llalr
llair combings worked in the latest style.
Fancy Costnines, Wigs and Boards for Rent
T. J. McELLINN,
PLUMBING AND GAS FITTING.
Whitaker street, Southwest corner State st
N.B. Houses fltted with gas and water at
short notice, Jobbing promptly attended to
and all work guaranteed, at low prices.
:HR:Zgy
GEORGE FEY,
WINES, LIQUORS, SEGAltS, TOBACCO, <fec
The celebrated Joseph Schiltz’ MILWAU¬
KEE LAGER BEER, a speciality. No. 22
Whitaker Street, Lyons’ Block, Savannah,
Ga. FREE LUNCH every day from II to 1.
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Hotels*
SAYAXNAII.
JOSEPH HEKSCHBACII, Prop’r.
T il LS well known and popular hotel, ho long
and favorably establiHhed, as to lie ranked
among om: of I lie old landmarks of Savannah
Is now thrown open to the public undera new
management, and I respectfully solicit the
patronage of the public to its old and hospi¬
table doors. Every exertion will he made to
put it upon a footing with the best liostelries
throughout the State. Its tables will be sup¬
plied with the best the markets afford,
JOSEPH IIERSOHBACII.
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SUPERIOR MANAGEMENT.
The Marshall House
With Its spacious
VESTIBULE !
Extensive autt Elegant
PIAZZA !
Affording Ladies aflne view of the Promenadtt.
Airy and well ventilated
ROOMS,
And Unrivalled
TABLE !
Is I’ar Excellence the
SUMMEE ....... HOTEu of . SAVANNAH,
our Motto atm will be, a full house at moder
^'everythin*
JOHN BUE SNAN , Manager.
OCEAK HOUSE, TEHEE ISLAND, SA
rXIHIS JL new and elegant hotel, opened 1 MAY
made FIRST, additions, 1S79, has, since the io last last se season,
many which make it much
more commodious and pleasant. The lessee
guarantees its accommodations and cuisine
to be first-class in every respect. With broad
those piazzas facingthe ocean, light and airy rooms,
seeking pleasure or relaxation from
business, desired. will And the ‘‘Ocean House” all that
can be
Board per day 52 00, per week 10 00. Special
arrangements ---- “ ----- made made with excursionists.
Lunch Ro >m at the Pavilion. Meals at all
hours. New Bathing houses, with all conven¬
iences. For further particulars address
A. G. YBANEZ,
„ P. O. „ address, , , „ Savannah, Proprietor Ocean House.
Ga myO-lm
CENTRAL EII:JT„a.\ HOUSE
IB -A. _K/ !
160 BRYAN STREET, [near the market,]
I S and now domestic stocked Liquors, with the Wines best of and Imported Sugars V
Ice Cool Lager always on draught. ree
Lunch every day. Open day and night,
W+l* f (Rh Chowder every Saturday, fWiib from WEBEB, (L-12 p.m.