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Newspaper Page Texti i •MM ' D A I L Y gft Eviflisrnsro 3MPr ai a»3 x!' Jr. L i r : w> 1" . VOL IV.—No. 69. THE SAVANNAH RECORDER R. M. OBME, Editor. FUBLISRED EVERT EVENING, (Saturday Excepted,) .1131 By J. STJBBlf. The Rkcorukk U served to subscribers, every part ol the city by careful carriers. Communications must be accompanied the name of the writer, not necessarily publication, but as a guarantee of good faith. Remittance by Check or Post Office must be made payable to the order of the lisher. We will not undertake to preserve or rejected communications. Correspondence on Local and general ters of Interest solicited. On Advertisements running three, six, twelve months a liberal reduction from regular rates will be made. All correspondence should be addressea coRDKB, Savannah, Georgia. The Sunday Morning Rxoobdsb will the piace ol the Saturday evening which wilt make six full issues for the week. 49k*We do not hold ourselves responsible the opinions expressed by Correspondents. 2 he Pecos deb is registered at Post Office in Savannah as Second Matter. [For the Savannah Rkcordek.] AMBITION. BY JOHN 1». DONKLAN. If on fame’s mountain I should descry, A seat of glory I could call my own, Why should I not with proud ambition fly, And flap my wings upon her lofty throne. What tho’ my fellow creatures Jeer and When from her airy height my shine, If on her dizzy sphere I pleasure quail', I care not then, for happiness is mine. Is man but placed upon thc earth to die, And leave no lustre of his name behind, Whilst endless charms seductive to the eye, Allure him on tho cherish’d prize to find. p Away with such a low, degrading thought, Tlie spirits of the past ray song shall aid, For by ambition they have glory sought. And left on earth great names that will fade. " *' © For history, whene’er I turn to thee, Is not thy tale of noble deeds of men, Whose soul’s ambition led them on to be, Thewonder of tbe world—with sword or What tho’ a Cassar met a cruel fate, When Bwordsoi'meu his grandeur What tho’ Napoleon smil’d a god elate, ’TUI he a subject knelt at Waterloo. Was not their daring but a voice within, Which spoke the language of a noble soul, That soar’d beyond this world’s din, And bask’daloft where fame’s loud roll. Ah 1 cease my muse this grand and theme, The poet’s laurel wreath may not be thine, Yet, whilst this world with countless teem, Thou’lt ne’er ambitious hopes for some sign. A Virgin in Roman ce. What Came of Blapp ng a Cavalry Across the Face. - Driving from the White Springs, West Viigiuia, to a pleasant viilarge situated on a eau 2,000 feet above sea level, which nearly equals in Kentucky grazing quail ties the far famed grass region, I became much in our driver, a loquacious old who had passed a life of 65 years the immediate vicinity. Like many his kind, be bad seen better having filled the position of a sort major-domo in one ol the first heB of virgmia ; at least he said so and his general deportment aud versauon went tar toward the allegation. His knowledge ot country and its inhabitants was while the local history equally familiar. “Do you see that old brick house . yonder, Major ?’ he said “Wait vou^aeeTt Well^awaV^ack °ia wtr times Col. IiJford lived then , Colonel of course, was away with re g ,me n t but all h,s fetn.Jy Now end ware tbsre the same. at time some Yankee cavalry were camped right near Lewisburg,and pretty hard pushed for grub, parties scoured the country at times—night and day, fair and foul, there was no rest because them. The slaves were in mortal ot these fellows, for if they didn bring down the butter and bam eggs slit why the troopers would to their ears—not really to do any harm to the niggerr, but to make them woik faster. “Toward the close of an afternoon Ociober^ under Capt. a company Beamish, of rode this into Tilford s plantation. Having been all the atternoon without were not in a very genial temper, with a great many expletives told lUtef th%y Mol krog tt> wutj they must have so many hams and so much smoked beef, with chickens, but¬ ter and milk—all in twenty minutes. I believe everything was furnished to their satisfaction; at all events the soldiers moved off. As the distance tbe camp was short, Capt. Beamish, who was a very young man and fond of having a little fun, thought he would stay behind and pay bis respects to the family. He had just entered the ing room, made his bow and was com¬ mencing to say something about fortunes of war compelling him to that which he would not be guilty of otherwise, when, MissTilford, who bad a dish-clout in her hand, let him it right across the face. It was the funniest the sight you ever saw. There was and Captain clothes, wiping his face and tbe girl laughing as though she’d never stop. Mrs. Til ford said : ‘Have you any shame left, to be going round robbing defenseless women 1 If Col. Tilford was borne somebody would have been shot for this insolence.’ ‘Madame,’ eaid the Captain, ‘if you are in real need of that which we have taken, I shall immedi ately restore it,’ and he was as good as his word; in a very little time his men had not only brought back the sions, but apologized to Mrs. Tilford tor t he annoyance they bad put them “During the stirring scenes that constantly think being enacted, we soon to of this little episode in the great struggle, and the chances are it would never have been thought of had it not been revived lait summer by of the three appearance in Lewisburg of a party They gentlemen from the North. came over from the White, vou’re doing now, and wanted to be driven to Mr. Randolph’s place ; one the older gentlemen knew Mr. Ran¬ dolph very well, he said, having beeD a Princeton room-mate College, at college with him— I think, years ago You know how it is when two old cronies mret alter a lapse of vears; first they don’t remember one another, then they slap each other on the back and say : ‘You look younger th&u forty years ’ ago “Anybody could tell from such a meeting that Mr. Randolph would not let them off that night. ‘No,’ be said, ‘we’re going to have a little party to * ' .and while and I sit the 01 you on porch Madeira, discussing some very excellent which, by-the-by, was im¬ ported by my grandfather, the young man can have a chance to ® om P are Home ^ Southern cs -u . beauty with ... that .. of the North end I think ours wiU paae mue Mr. Id the meeuwh.le, .1 you are not too tired perhaps you would not object “ “u b .? ai 0Vt ' r my K rourH ^ “Well, I n the party . was a great sue cette I've u.idemood; the ladies looked well and all seemed to have a (rood time. Beamish .Aileron, (lor he of the dance. ol the North- Oapt. was one f 1 ' ^ eU u 0U T* 8 .!, 6 8 c i”* anges ° 8 Bince 8 ron P ° e ,m, 't. w aV , ■ 6 e 6D 1 ’’ *. P hn„??l a r? ' iT a \-a 8 ’ f > D J 60 v 6 ?Ti J 0ld * .l r P r*h im ape H disb-clout-he could n not re. member her name All admitted him iL , b , r, t^ i^i Ud7 *** ■?. 8 A* th r r00m U T ‘ 8 , f a °p 8R l Tf ^ U8t , o • . * r '^ \ e am18 license a is rea . men . a . _ ‘ a 7 e Ca 6 ° U 0 * * T,, t; 1 i f was accepted and mar- 1 ,.4,. * 0 wee 8 - JLU 8 , ™ » ,*“. J J. ^V 7 10 0 J » '** p ro bably ____^ thiiTis only m a specimen _ of ,h e mBUy nuzzling experiences of the le8tlve ceU s Ua enumerator told* A woman 0 { Spriuafield was'sixty Mass one that her h U8 i )au j jj years old ’ aud <*ave ^ t irty .. tvv0 *• tv uvo r* asksd the enumerator “No thirty-two" As tbe answer locked' PomeW hat improbable be paused for a moments aud then asked how old ^ e _ 0 u eet j dl1 oht ar “Twpnrp tn 0 tb^dame ame tbe answer St btT Preflontlr ^tlpmotber' g tbe was, “How long has yonr first wire been dead ?’ „ Loid , be Levef had [ mher wije r Aod fi u „ H ] been “ marr , ed > T b *___- , d t fitv Y . 6ve , ’ Haunted „ Me. Debt, poverty and suffering haunted me for years, caused by a sick family and large bills for doctoring, which did no good. I was completely dis couraged, until one year I ago, by the advice of my pastor, procured Hop Bitters and commenced their use, and m one month we were all well, none of us have been sick a day land I want to say ’families to all poor men, can keep vour well a year | wifh Hop Bitters for less than one tor’s visit will cost .—A Workingynan. ----» ♦ —- Tho Republican papers do not seem ‘o grappie with Giifield s Credit her scandal as though th$y baqfceped 1 alter tw SAVANNAH, SUNDAY, JUNE 20, 1880. Charles Dickens’ Creed. Dickens preached—not in a church nor from a pnlpit, but a gospel which the people understand—the gospel of kindness, sympathy—in a word, hu¬ manity. His creed may be found in the following beautiful extracts on the subject of death: golden hair lay “Even when the in a halo on a pillow, round tbe worn face of a little boy, he said, with a radient smile: ‘Deat papa and mamma, lam sorry to leave you both, and to leave my pretty sister; but I am called, that I must go.’ Thus the rustling of an angel’s wings got blended with the other echoes and had in them the breath of Heaven.”— A lale of Two Cities, book 2, chap. 21. “The dying boy made answer, ‘I shall soon be there ’ He spoke of beautiful gardens stretched out before him, and were filled with figures of men, and children, all with light upon their faces; then whispered that ‘it was Eden,’ and so died.”— Nicholas Nickleby, chap. 58. “It’s turned very dark, sir. Is there any light a-coming? The cart is shaken all to pieces, and the rugged road i8 very near it’s end. I'm a of gropin’—a gropin’—let Hallowed me catch hold your hand* be thy name.” ‘ Dead ! my lord aod gentleman. Dead; men and women, born with heavenly compassion in your hearts. And, dving thus around us, every day !"—Bleak House, chop 47. “He slowly laid his face down upon her bosom, drew his arm closer round ber neck, and with one parti ig sob be¬ gan the world. Not this world, ob, not this 1 Tbe world that sets this right."— Ibid,chap. 65. while “If this is sleep, sit by me I sleep. Turn me to you, for your face is going far off, and I want to be near. And sbe died like a child that had gone to sleep .”—David CopperfielaL, chap 9. “Time, and the world were slipping from beneath him. He’s going out with the tide. * * * And it being low water he went out with the tide.” — Ibid, chap 30. “Don’t cry I Is my chair there ? In its old place? * *~ * That face so full of pity and grief, that would ap¬ peal to me, that solemn hand, upraised toward Heaven ! It is over .”—Martin Chuzzlewit, chap. 19. “She was dead. No sleep so beau¬ tiful and so calm, so free from trace of pain, J ; so fair to look upon. ^ Sbe seemed cr a|ure , re8b lr6m he ha „ d of God „ nd waitinR ; or the breatb of lif not who had 8uffered death . s „ e was t n hel or need of it . We will not wake her ^ 1 c " ^ a ,% . } ^ i e and a00 „ 8 1 0ppe * J, <i in lbe millet of the lhe Hght tl t had a | wayB baen feeble a ud dim behind the weak ,. ransparency , weDt out .--Hard Times, chop. “p 9. tbe closed eyelids or a moment trembled, and the faintest shadow of a smile was seen. Thus, armsf clinging to that Slight spar within her the mother drifted out upon the dark and unknown peil thftt ro ll, round all the world.” Dom bey andSon,vol. 1, chap. 1. “It’s very near tbe sea; 1 bear the waves ! The light about the head is shining on me as I go! The old, old fashion, that came id with our first gar meut8) an j w m j aa t unchanged until our race has run its course, and the wholfl firmatnent lB ro Had up like a scroll. Oh! thank God for that older fashion yet, of immortality l And look upon us, angels of young child~en, when the swilt river bears us out to tbe oceaD • ,, — Ibid, chap. 17. “In this round world of many circles within circles, do we make a weary j° urDe y f Iom t, h® high grade to the * ow t0 at that they lie close to 8 et her, that the two extremes touch, aQ< ^ fhat our journey's end i« but our starting place?’— Ibib, chap. 34. ‘‘I am going to Heaven 1 The sun- 8et ver ^ near »” an d the child who went to Heaven rose in the golden air and vanished.— The Child's Story. ---___ At. a recent annual commencement of the New York Medical College and Hospital for Women, at whten degrees were conferred th. upon six lady gredu aaid .tee, ’ one To of speakers, Women, a genfleman, wil : .. yo u, young womfn-which I Mv . Tf I were a I am thankful jj I am not—T wnold never ask f r j , . r ,, t . , r will venture ‘ a tjronhecv that DeoDle in fu lure 8 ce s will reckon as an element in the barbarity ninr^r^iy, of our time that women i . re not fllaof to the boddv J onr i it j 8 fl0 j a a 0 urrape tromLn on the delicacv and abilitv of Th- demand f ur women as rhvsiere’na is not onlv the demand of decency 7 bat also of Christianity ** * “ ” ~ m m m “How do you schoolmaster* define‘black as your '■ hat ?" ,aid a to one of pupils. “Daraness that may be * felt ’ replied the youthful wit. 1 Phil. Sheridan bet and lutft suit Oi Movhbi oti the Ancient Home. A correspondent of the Philadel¬ phian, writiog Irom Rome, says : Ex¬ cavations at Ostia have been made during recent years on a large scale, and in an intelligent and judicious manner. value, They are of peculiar historic as the story of the city being so well known, they cannot be used to support theories or vague conjectures, but become illustrative evidence of fixed history. Ostia was also a purely Roman city. Its remains are tbe re¬ mains of a purely Roman civilization, unembarrassed by any Etruscan or Felasgic admixture, and they reveal in vivid form a perfect picture of the daily life of ancient Roman society. Excavations have been made which de¬ velop not only temples and batbs and public buildings and detached walls, but long lines of streets entering into each other, and in one portion running down to the once busy wharves. Yon can walk on the streets in which these people walked, and en¬ ter the houses in which they lived— see the frescoes on tbe walls which their eyes enjoyed, and go up the stairs by which they ascended to tbe upper floors of their dwellings. Going down to the wharf you find their com mission houses and shipping offices. All around you, in vast quantities, lie fragments of pottery—the remains of tbe vessels and utensils they used This pottery is generally coarser and embellished with less ornamentation than that found in the ruined Aztec cities of New Mexico and Arizoua You may tread the forum where they met for business and exchange ; the temple where they gathered for wor¬ ship—too bare, however, of altar or image to know whom they wor¬ shipped; the theatre where they sat for pleasure or relaxation. You may go further back up tbe hill and meditate for half a mile among the tombs where they buried tbeir dead. Of coarse but a small portion of tbe vast city is excavated, but enough is laid bare to give you a full idea of its daily walk and manner of life. The streets run in the same curving, irregu¬ lar lines as those of Rome to-day, and are equally narrow. The ceilings are high, just as in the palaces of Rome to-day—the seme climatic conditions producing the same results. The warmer the and higher more delightful the cli¬ mate the ceiling everywhere and the colder and moister the climate the lower the jeeiling, as in Holland, England and other Northern countries Tbe colors of the frescoes here are as bright as at Pompeii, tbe rooms higher and the stairways quite a marked fea¬ ture, the Gieek traditions which condi¬ tioned the architecture of Pompeii not conducing to high buildings. c borrow for - thc .. _ Dead . - We caDDot but weep tor the dead. even when every feeling and our rea son warns us that the transition to them from life to immortality is full of happiness; that they welcomed the voice of the angel of death as the har binger of peace; the herald of joy. We weep over tbe grave even when we know it is tbe bed of rest for which the wear? eufferer looged, as the wayworn traveler for his home. When com pelled to look, as it were, from the chambers dark of abode rejoiciug upon dead the dis mal, of the our hearts ara chilled as it stands in rela tion to ourselves, the happy, the rich, the loved. We forget to contemplate it in relation to the wretched, the poor, the desolate, who are gone to oc cupy it. Even in our sorrow for tbe dead our tears are stained by the self ishness that makes half our mortality, the shadow ot death falls upon our helves aod after the first bitter the conviction of something we loved is gone beyond the voices of our aflec tion, we begin to sorrow partly for that we too die. If tbe recollection of a duty or a k.ndness can give us a foretaste of the charity that may be felt in besveD, it is wnen tbe object on whom it has been conferred has passed the P rec ' n ^ t9 ot tije t0 “ b - i ° be C0D ' ! eclou ® tbat we have cheered , the l h heart 1 ,Dftt has ceased to beat is one of the ■ fir8t - best consolations _ that soften our g™? lbe "dead we hare boned out of sight" -- — m TT -. A traveler was badly . hurt in a rail road accident—two ribbs broken and othf>r 1D J uneS - He went to the office of tbe com P tin y t0 co“P la iD- ’ cried tbe office clerk ’ " you want t0 make a row about 80 amaU a matter? Not 4 moDrh tw ® lve °J °? r P 48 * seD S ers were . aod we dldn ., 1 even word lainl from cf . fcear a com P any tbem ’’ - * * * The callow and romantic young man used to have a telephone wire running fiom his house to his window, so that they could say good three or four times, was married atterwerd, and it 13 now employed yard, as a line around the back while tbe little clothespins Uth sit oaift, The Colonel. “Colonel is a military title that is indispensible, especially in the South ern part of America. The “Good morning, Colonel, always with a smiling response. It makes^ot a particle has been of difference the military whether line a citi zen m or not. He never fails to respond to the address of "Colonel. "Hello,Jvolonen pronounced in a moderate loud tone of voice on Maine street, and every citi zen within hearing of the words would respond, thinking himself personally addressed. One reason for the almost universal custom is that the word ‘Col* onel" is easier to pronounce thau “Mr.-and then, in the whirl of bu siness, one forgets sometimes.the the handy names “Col of acquaintances, and onel” comes in to supply all deficient cies in that respect, and when once the habit of styling an acquaintance closer than a “Colonel’’ the habit sticks a brother. Another reason, not to be lightly considered is, there is just the faintest suspicion of military rank connected with tbe title. It is true, it is only a bare suspicion. But unless a person has been intimately asso ciated with the “Colonel” for the past twenty years, there will always remain a shred of belief that possibly, in the remote past, the reputed “Colonel” might have seea service at the head of, at least, a regiment citizens home guards. Two classes of are, however, wholly exempt, while another class is only partially entitled to receive the honorable title. Doctors and preachers are never called “Col# onels” but every lawyer who is The not Btyled as “Jud^e,” is a "Colonel.” right of editors to the title is undis¬ puted, and they are all “Colonels,” without exception. With the excep¬ tion of doctors and preachers, every citizen is liable, some time or o'her, to be styled a “Colonel.” The slishtest notoriety of any sort is quite sufficient to convert a very modest and peace¬ able citizen into a full blown "Col¬ onel.” The chairmanship of a ward meeting has been known to make a young Another politician citizen, a who life-long “Colonel.” off first has come best in a tnssel with a Monroe etirat "tiger,’’ the “Colonel.” has ever aft€r been bftfrtr as While it is on the real Colonels, who have seen ser¬ vice at the head of regiments, in re)»l war, yet it mast he confessed that there would be a big hiatus in this world of military titles, if the word was strictly confined to a designation of those only who are or have been, sometime or other, sure enough Colonels.— Mem¬ phis Avalanche. 1 One of Queen Bess* ."-Old Suitor*. In tbe days of Ivan the Terrible, whose frightful atrocities suggest the charitable idea that he must have been mad, and of Queen Elizabeth, there was a great tendeucy to draw close bonds between England and Russia. the England wanted the monopoly of Russian trade, and Russia wanted tbe alliance of a great maritime power. The Hakluyt Society takes up the nar¬ ratives where Hakluyt leaves off, sup¬ plementing their information, and has disinterred various State papers aud curious biographies. Oue Horsey was a clerk in the service of the Russian Company in Russia, and Ivan employ¬ ed him as an agent to proceed to Eng¬ land. He wanted to marry an English lady, and he even aspired to the great Elizabetb herself. It was resolved that the Lady Mary Hastings, probably the Queen’s own niece, might prove a suitable match for the Uzar. labored It was quite true tbatthe Czar under the trifling disadvantage of being married already, bnt he hasten* ed to explain that his wife was not of buth, and he was entirely pre pared to repudiate her. Lady Mary got the nickname araoung her frienia of Empress ofMnscovie. On the whole, however, she was not satisfied with “the tricks and SbepersuadedQueeaEliza- manners” ot her imperial admirer. beth to allow her to decline the dan gerous honor. Ivan got in a terrible P' ,a3!OQ because Queen Elizabeth did not meet his wishes He 1 entirely lost any good manners which be might have been suppose,! to possess, and told the Ambassador "that he did not reckon Queen of England to bo hi. fellow, mere are that are her betters." The Ambassador manfully answered that “the Queen, hia mistress, was as great a p rin ce as ever was in Christen dom, equal to him that thought him- 6611 the greatest, well able to defend herself against bis malice whosoever.” — All The Year Bound. It waa ten years ago whea Mra. Nesbet, of Guilford,Out, was SttqQk by lightning and thrown from the boggy in which she was riding, but she sarvived to be billed by another stroke during a storm on tbe 19th ult. The advocate* for manvage with a deceased actively wife’s stll*r' ititEogbapd the** are very Thsy brgam«n^ that the Aaatung campaogq; ^ 55 * PRICE THREE CENTS. A Catechism for Plain Women, When a woman loses her desire to please she loses half her charms No thing is more conducive to beauty than cheerfulness and good humor, and no morose or unhappy woman can be good humored or cheerful. Then there are vast numbers ill-tempered because they are ugly. They do not know what is the matter with themselves; neither do their friends know. But the incessant neglect and indifference with which they are treated finally does its work of embittering their feel character ings until the effect upon their moral is most pernicious Every woman thing of ought to understand that no utterly deformity can make a woman unattractive, provided she will study tiveness her points, and points of attrac A thoroughly every woman has. be refined, graceful man and ner can i acquired by any woman, 8 a is powerful charm The best grace perfect naturalness; ’ Still, you may by study yourself and form your manners the rule of that art, which js but carrying out the law of nature, But if it is your nature to be forever assuming some picturesque, ungraceful attitude, pray help nature with a little art. It your are stout, avoid the smallest chair ih the room, and be sure; back if you it with do Bit oh it, not to lean on your hands folded in front of you, just below the line of your fashion waist, especially lasts. while the pres¬ ent If you are thin, do not carry yourself With your chin protruding and your spinal co v umn curving like flimsy the bowl ot a spoon Do not wear materials, made up without a ruffle or puff or flounce, to fill up the hard outlines of your bad figure, so cruelly defined by tbe tight¬ ly pulled back draperies. Study the art of dress. We once knew a very plain woman, who dressed so tastefully that it was an absolute pleasure to look at her. If you have been moping until you are sick with the thought and of doing. your own Forget hopeless ugliness, disappointments, be up your of forget the past and the sneers your own have family made. over the mistakes that be done, you ‘ & t There is work to jj Rouse yourself, and jcagL off %ho cowardice vatin^g distrfisi which forbids of self and to moral assert* JSj yo/urself. you - Census Incidents. Interviews /with some of the enu meratora, as they came in with tbeir final reports, brought to light a large, num ber of amusing incidents. A red-faced Irish woman was found iu a tenement house surrounded by a brood of children. tbe “Can you read and write ?” inquired enumerator. “lndade I can,” sbe replied. if “Then write your name here, please” ^ said the young man, offering a pencil. “Oh, but I don’t feel loike it, sir," waa the reply. will 11 Then you tell me what your husband’s occupation is?” "He’s an asemder and a descinder.” “A what?” "Och 1 thin, he's a hod-carrier 1” with a great deal of disgust. Another woman, the mother of seven children, asserted that her husband was a clerk; but ou further question¬ ing she said he worked in a wood yard. When asked what he^ age was, sbe replied it was forty-six; her oldest son was thirty-tour. Alter her at¬ tention was called to tbe fact that ehe must have been only twelve years old atthetime of her m^rrmuft. she said she was sixty-six. East Broadway, between Catharine and Pike streets, is,mainly inhabited by Polish Hebrews and Irish. Most of tbe rooms in the houses present scenes of squalor and filth. In one of the tenement houses in this district a mother was found with a family of three sous and thirteen daughters. She said that none of her daughters were married, and she thanked God that she had them all yet. Although in the midst of poverty, she seemed to be perffmtlv h°ppy. 4 « F»ver. Sections of territory where fevers are and have been brought on by reason of a malarial infected atmosphere, are using, and with complete success, in keeping off such afflictions, Warner's Safe K idney and Liver Cure and Warner’s Safe Pills. Parties down tick with diseases of such a character, are eared by the use of same. "My daughter, never tell any one your private affairs,” said a mother in •ending her daughter away upoa her first ticket, journey, it please? “Monsieur, ’ said a he third-claaa daugh¬ you t ter, at tbe ticket office. “For where?” asked the employe. “la that any of your business?’ answered Mademoi¬ selle, indignantly, remembering her mothers advice. It is «aiq that the oil that exndea irom’orange, fl ugy^ p^el ili check whaii.heat the betweto (rf w progress thetr «\^.