The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1889-03-25

some Of the negroes pulled out their whisky
bottles and commenced drinking, cursng,
aud using shocking language, and firing
their pistols out of the windows The white
ladies were unattended and subjected TO
gross insolence, and compelled to witness
very disreputable behavior. Mrs. d. r.
! Stephens was among the passengers, and
her husband IS justly very indignant a out
/ it, but the offending parties are unknown,
and the conductor was doubtless powerless
in the mob 1t would be better if the
| Georgia Southern aud Florida Company
| would put partition in the coach on this
| train, and separate ladies and other decent
passengers from such rabies
Col William johnson of Charlotte, n
| c., accompanied by his son, Frank g. John
son, passed through Atlanta en- route to
Mexico, Saturday. Colonel johnson has
been mayor Of Charlotte for several terms,
AID is one Of the most prominent men in
the "tar-heeln state He was for many
years president Of the Charlotte, Columbia
and Augusta railroad, and also built sew
eral other roads in North Carolina In 1870
he offered to Gen. E. z. Alexander the super
| intendencv of his road, recognizing n him
those characteristics which make a success
| full railroader. The general had been Of
! fered position by the khedive Of Egypt to
take charge OF his soldiers and had tele-
graphed his acceptance of the place few
hours before Col. Johnson appointed him
superintendent of the road. Col. johnson
did not low Of the Egyptian appointment.
Gen. Alexander, preferring to remain at
home telegr aphed to the khedive that he
could not accept the position offered him,
after which he assumed control OF the Char
lotte, Columbia and Augusta railroad. Col.
Johnson has long since retired from rail-
road business.
Atlanta Journal: There are oil sorts of
| a1,svn i
the Others. But it is universally admitted
that the small boy who has a penchant for
bugs and insects and reptiles IS the worst
variety of boy. There is one of this sort in
Atlanta, who is an ornament to his partic-
ular order of small boy. He spends his az
ternoons, and all his spare time, of which
he seems to have 90 supply, in forag
ing in the country for bugs and lizards
Every morning he takes in his pockets to
shool the results of his last raid. On Mon
day the specimens Of insectiferous and rep
lillian life that he can fish up
from the depths of his pants pock-
cts are many and varied, and awful
to touch and look at. Last week the
teacher took an inventory of the bugs and
beasts found in his pockets, or that es-
capped therefrom and terrified the other
children-and the teacher. There were sew
eral varieties of beetles, pigeons with broken
wings, English sparrows, butterflies, devil
horses, slugs, Snails, earthworms, lizards, a
snake or two and au occasional frog, damp
and cold. One day he slyly opened the flap
of his pocket, and then went on in his hard,
resolute effort to make bis teacher think he
was studying. After a while the teacher
noticed q grasshopper hopping agilely from
desk to desk. amid tho litter and tee-hee
of the scholars. A chase was begun,
when another grasshopper was seen,
then another, and they were every
where hopping all over the rooms and
sticking their sharp feet in the little girls
hair, frightening them half to death
Come herel" shouted the teacher to the
tender lover of insects, as she reached for
ferule. "Give me your hand, sir" The
naturalist held out his hand as il he was
martyr to science The teacher was about
to seize it, when she caught sight of two
green eyes that flashed at her from the
boys hand, and sharp forked tongue that
seemed to dart into her face The boy had
a snake coiled around his arm. He was not
| feruled and the teacher has not felt well
| since.