Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1885-08-24

I'VE more poetry than truth inside OF me y
blandly sOlilOquized the heaping waste
basket Whitehall Times.
A POET says: "Were you eversick at hearti"
we never were; but until we gave up reading
poetry we used to be sick at the stomach a
good deal.--SG7S Francisco I20iesfde.
A HOTEL KEEPER in DAKOTA has been sued
Tor $4,000 BY young lady for knocking her
down. A Dakota hotel keeper should have
more sense than to breathe directly on
young lady.-CorL PreteeGs Weekly.
A FARGO young lady named Rouse,
Caught a glimpse Of a poor little mouse.
And the serene that she scrome,
Shattered heavens blue dome,
And bulged out the walls of the house.
-Btsmdrck Tribune.
"ARE you anything Of yachtsman?" asked
the city editor of a seedy looking reporter.
80, yes; | am a grca sailor"
Arc you afraid o. p stro7g wind"
Not much. That's what I've lived on most
o. tae time since / came on this paper
Puck.
~ TELL YoU shall do as please ~ shouted
Mrs. Min. well, well, my dear. didn't say
you couldn't" replied Mr.. Milf. AN you
can't stop me!' Il didn't say l could, nv
dear" you'd better not tryw 'Indeed. in
deed, my dear. l WON'T That's just all
such brute cares about his wife, and Mrs.
Mil prepares to cry her eyes out.-Eochdnge.
A KANUcK CASHIER GONE WRONG.
Inc United states can laugh ana Jeeri
And vent a scornfu shout,
For a bad Canadian bank cashier
Has suddenly skipped out
From the roost of the scamp and the haunt of
the knave
For "the land Of the free and the home of the
brave" --EDchdn0e.
To ANDREW JACKSON DE Voc.
o where Is that spell Of hot weather
Predicted by Prophet % De Voc?
Has it faded away altogether.
Or frozen u . stiff in the snow2
Why don't you give up, Andrew jackson,
Your futile attempts to excel
AS seer, and cease your attacks on
The weather you fail to foretell9
-Nst0 York Journal.
ONE of the pillars of our State, a member Of
the Assembly, with no education to speak of,
but plenty of confidence ana fondness for the
sound of his own voice, grew excited 0urns
the last session over what he called 1.-THE pres
sure under BILL There's something mys-
FERROUS In that BILL said he. ''It struck me
suddenly, as if little bird brounht the news.
1 can see 1t in the air; l can feel il in my
bones. At any moment there may be an eX.
posion beneath our feet, aud then we will see
how blind we are. ~ HdrDer's Bdsar.
NOSE SoHAUMBURG is very arbitrary in the
management of mis- family affairs. He has
been trying for some time to marry of his
daughter Rebecca, and at last he succeeded
in peFsuading an old man who WAS rich TO
marry her. At dinner time Moe cal
"Rebecca, allow me to congratulate you on
your engagement. have you husband got. "
"WhO vas he VadderW
who vas he. at kevestien! Watts dat
your pl6hness. ehf Wy ton't YOU attend 50
your own affairs, don't it? You wash choost
eaten up nit curiosity. Vat Won't you want to
know nextP'-Louis0i1Is Courier Journal.
No, Claribel, We cannot tell you the best
way to make clam fritters. We have never
eaten clam -fritter. We have often trie
TO; but we are compelled to confess with
shame and humiliation that we have always
failed. We have eaten home made boarding
house bread, and we live TO tell it. And we
have even got away with rubber doll-baby
by mistake for acruiller But we have never
yet succeeded In eating clam fritter. We
have N anaged the fritter part, Claribel, but
the clam part has always remained to point
that Z should do so till the end of time ath I
Thar that we should tackle it again, CAribel
PUCK.
MAUD Nc LLER leaned languidly back in
the luxurlOus cushions of a 81 chair as Ed
ward Montague str0te angriy out # the
room. Proud beauty" he hitsed, II hate
| you GOnr name Is poison TO my soul. , bate
you, and some dav will wreak upon yOu a
vengeance bitter IS death. Beware" And
he was gone
"ia-ta." said Maud, listlessly. "rm glad
he's gone. lie was so nOiry and quick tenn
per III. He'll never hurt anybody"
An hour later Guy allingfOrd knelt at her
! feet. Darling" he SAID passioratsly. Il
] iuNc YOU AtNohtHAAs HlACtltlgF you alone Ill
/ my heart; you are my"
At this point he ceased speaking, becauso
/ Maud. with one sweep of the brOadaX can
/ cealed behind her chair, had cut of his neck,
/ running the carpet.
| 81 am sorry" she said, ''but | am too youne
! to die. and II he loved me as dearly as he saio
] he did in few days he would have shot mt
/ full OF holes. ! know the time OF day and
| read the papers and the present American
! fashion in affection runs TO rev0vers and
/ sweetheart shooting again" She was saved
! --BrO0kiga Edgle.