The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1889-05-10
a few days longer that he would have gone

! man of HawkinsvIle has Just complete d
what is considered to be quite a valua lie
| invention in the shape If a combination
knapsack. 1t is claimed that this inve1tiou
| possesses all the advantages of the styles
now in Use. such new features as rem.
dsrs it convertible in few minutes into a
rain-proof coop, under which a man may
crawl at night and bid defiance to the
ssverest storm. 1t is also. in case Of emer-
gency. converted into a style of boat, with
sufficient carrying capacity as will admit
OF man and baggage being taken across the
largest rivers. This, it is stated, is all &C
conplished without Increasing the weight
over the ordinary knapsacks.
Elberton undoubtedly has the LATEST man
in the world. He says that he would starve
rather THAI do any hing in the shape of
work, and would freeze before he would
cut fire of wood. He fully indorses the
sentiments of the man who refused
the bushel Of corn because it was not
shelled, and preferred to be buried alive
rather than she'll it. He saws that he has
lived thirtv-six days without eating a
particle OF food, for the reason that he did
not have it, and has more than once lived
through the summer on fruit alone. He
was a confederate soldier and wanted to go
to the proposed Confederate Soldiers
Home until he saw in the new spapers that
a small amount of land would be furnished
each one to cultivate. since when he pos
itively refuses to 20.
W. NJ. Kent is now in jail at Columbus
on charge Of stealing bolt of checks a ID
other goods from Cegg's factory Monday
morning. Kent was discharged from this
factory some time ago TO cause. For the
past couple of weeks a suspicion existed
that there was systematic thief about the
premises. IL is the custom of the night
Waterman to open the gate early in the
morning in order that the hands may enter.
John Clegg got round to the factory
earlier than usual yesterday morning for
the purpose of having a lookout for the
suspect" After a short vigil no heard
some party open the door cautiously. The
visitor looked in, peered about, and SEEING
the way clear, as he thought ne moi 5elessly
entered. After helping himself to bolt OF
checks and fine bedspread, the thief was
preparing to depart, when ne heard the
word ''haltn in stentorian tones. A nickel
plated instrument glittering in the mid
dawn caused a ready obedience to the com
mand The intruder proved to be Ken.
He at once disgorged his booty. The police
were then sent for. Kent was placed under
arrest and taken to the guard house.
Mr.. Schneider OF Hawkinsvlle is making
a success OF & ape-growing. Just one mile
from Hawkinsviile is the vineyard. Mr.
Schneider's home there is a pretty and
modern two-st)ry house, surrounded by
magnificent grove Of enormous oaks and
hickories in the rear of which is his vine
yard. His vim yard ntains twelve acres
Of many varieties. but the gr at mass of
them are the Concord, the Norton, the
Delaware, and the Fife. Already the
grapes are well formed, and the prospects
for an abundant crop. Mr.. Schneider says,
a good. Between the residence and vine
yard is house, il which the wine is made,
and the cellar. The c9llar is about twenty
feet below the surface of the earth, and
in 1t is arranged two long rows of i'm
mense wine casks. There are fully
thirty, about two-thirds of which are
fill d. A dozen of the casks hold as much
as 400 gallons each, and instead of being
round they are Oblong and 50 large that a
small man could easily stand erect in one
while lying on its side The casks were
made by a man from Switzerland, and cost
$50 each; but they were made here and out
OF Georgia oak. Mr.. Schneider mas now
1000 gallons of wine from one to four years
I'D. Mr. Schneider sells his wine at from
81 to 81 80 BY the gallon, or 80 cents a bot
tie. His vineyard is probably the most
complete In the entire south. Above the
cellar is q large room in which the mill and
press is situated, with an opening in the
floor through which tubes are run from the
mill to the casks After the grape Juice is
! uu luto bu6 CdSh Iu6 aperture Is l6IO III tue
top, and it fsrments a certain number of
days. Then the cask is sealed and the wine
is kept in the cellar from one to four years
Lefore it is sold.
A correspondent Of the Covingtol Enter
prise relates the following story of Joe
Roquemore. Newton county private in
the late war: Tue day of which write Joe
RoquemOre had escaped from camp hos
pital He ought to have stayed there For
what rlght had he in a raging battle, who
was alread shot through botn armsl But
he was there aud fireI his musket, too, with
a deadly aim. He managed to get into
ranks, tjel notified John he must load for
him as he passed. This Joe could not we'll
do, because of his woundi. There might
have been seen that day that litter bearer
stopping and loading that ''old musket,"
then quickly passing to the rear with
his dying comrades. Earnstly-
patriot took ann
and fire.. Until John could pass again
Joe could only stand and wait Thus the
day was spent. Hour after hour john
loaded and Joe shot. The day went agai lst
us. 1t will be memorable in southern his
tory for two other very peculiar facts, on
tn It day Joe Johnston's star began to set
Lees to rise toward its zsnith of glory.
Johu. tired down. was 81 ting resting, Joe
by, (his arm panied less to stand
mis- gun at his side held near the muzzle
with his right hand. Suddenly, from the
white oak thicket, das ed squad of
cavalry. In a moment "sur-
render" rang out from dozen throats,
while ths cleaning barrels OF we'll
aimed and cooked cArbines added en-
ohass to the command-"surren-
terw John smiled on his victorious
foes, and surrendered in these words:
Gentlemen, if it will be any sccommoda-
ton to you, / will do So" But not a word
from wounded Joe. Again came the stern
demand, PUT down your gun, sir. or we'll
) loot you'll Down with your gun" Look
Ing the men squarely in the face, with
tozon bullets waiting to pierce his heart,
lis strong brother prisoner, he drawled
1ut, Nav, I'll die fust." A moment more,
and the brave spirit of Joe Roqusmore
would have been hurried from the field of
glory 70 its honorable place among the
shades OF Valhalla.n John interposed,
Don't shoot him, gentlemen; he's
rom him. Then came the strug,
lie between expediency and heroism.
W nat visions of eternity, of wife and
oairns," Of widowhood, orphbnage, want,
must have flashed before his great soul in
hat momeutl But all awaited not ing
With Joe when he must surrender a musket
Georgia had PLACED in his hands. he
accepted it with the pledge to be true to her
10 or. He was true. Johns superior
trength soon bore the gun from Joe's
eeble grasp and laid it at the conquerors
eet. There's a picture for the painter