The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-07-17
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ITEMS OF INTEREST.

ITEMS OF INTEREST.
CAPT. J. B. WILLIAMS of Alabama, is in a
peculiar position. He was a soldier in the con-
federate army. In May, 1865. he was captured
| and released on parole Now" he says. the
| strange TACT is have never been released from
that parole. And, OF course, until l
am discharged, am simply
United States prisoner on parole. | have
never taken the oath of allegiance on that &C
count But there need be no fear of my taking
up arms against the government. The polit
clans may 90 ahead and do or say what they
please, / II do no fighting against this country's
government But If any one of those foreign
people get into a fight with us, then's when I'll
come out, get my discharge and go into the
service. The parole is yellow with age and al
most worn ont at the folds. 1t is dated at
Meridian, and is signed by Col. W B. Miles for
the confederate states, and by Col. Henry Ber
tram of the Twentieth Wisconsin, for the
federal government.
IT Is RATHER SAD to think how soon and how
utterly popular actress drops "out of it" if
illness or other cause keeps her oft the stage
for year. Who remembers sweet Kathryn
hldder, the dearest" of Little ord Faunt-
leroys?" One rarely hears her name men
TONED, yet she was considered an extremely
prom sing actress. But broken health has
made her look more than eyer like tall white
MY, and when l saw her, just before she left
for Europe in search of her lost health. that
pale peculiar face in its aureole of golden hair
bore the stamp of illness too plainly to allow
one to believe she would Be able to return to
the stage very soon. And Annie Robe-mar-
rage stole her from the boards The general
public has almost forgotten her name since she
became Mrs. Griswold. She is said, by the
way, to have an odd fancy for attending auc-
ton sales of curiOs and brio a-brac, and her
neat little brougham used to stand in waiting
hours when suitable sale was going on. She
is as pretty as ever-but the little world of loge
parquet, balcony and gallery remembers her no
more.
IN ONE of the large establishments connected
with Philadelphia iron industry there occurred
few days ago, an apparent discrepancy in the
accounts involving a matter OF 3 600 pounds of
scrap iron. The clerks of the department were
SET TO work to unravel the tangled skein, and
after they had expended two whole DAYS in the
search they were compelled to give up the task,
and pronounced it beyond their comprehension
Thus matters stood for several DAYS. Several
days later the Office boy decided to keep himself
IN practice in addition by footing up a column
of figures on a sheet which vas lying or desk
beside him in the scrap iron department. Bend
lng his energies to the task he got along swim
mlngly with the units, tens and hundreds
columns, but when he came TO the fourth
column he could not make it agree with the
Iootlngs set down. Again and again he tried it.
and with the same result-3,0O0 less. Going
over the ngureS one by one his attention was
drawn TO queer looking one A fly speck
was beside it in such position as to make it
appear like four, and such it had been
counted by each of the clerks in the depart
,n@9t The boy had earned his promotion aud
he got it.
LoNDoS SOCIETY is startled by remarkable
incident which happened at Prince Victor
Dhuleep Singh's reception. Prince Victor
tavors the society of the lemon squash drinking
boys, a number of whom were present at the
party Among them was young Lord Craven,
i clean-Shaven, effeminate creature whose
principal dissipation consists of smoking small
Cigarettes IN an amber holder set with diamonds.
IN the course of the evening "NOniowers" a
charming silent play of pantomime by Augustus
Moore, the editor of the society paper the
Hdlok, was produced with little Hiss Norreys,
whose red hair is always mentioned with her
name, in the chief part. Mr. Moore was
present at the production of this fanci-
ful play, and after the performance.
Lord Craven. addressing the author, pro
tested againSU Mr.. Moore's denunciatlons
of Charles PASTOR Cooper's Imprisonment
N Paris for completely in the celebrated Rue
Penthevre scandals. Mr.. Moore was thunder
struck at this but with the b St pos iible grace
suggested that for an English nobleman to
champion such nameless cause was the reverse
Of desirable. Lord Craven still, however, stuck
70 his guns and denounced the comments on
the conduct of his friend Cooper so MIR. Moore
cut short the conversation by saying, very
quietly, but with q degree of deserved force: II
cannot shut you up, Lord Craven, but l can
ynock you down. II this conversation proceeds
my farther, shall" It will be remembered
Mr. Moore was the gentleman who was
elected by the but eriy artist, Mr. Whistler,
ODI@CI Of do a. at ufy Lane theater,
ONE little while az. which furnished a good
zeal of gossip at the time.
A MAN told a story the other evening where
the joke was on himself. The subject of dis
cussion, says the New York Tribune, was the
income a man could derive from writing and
selling poems Il don't Think he said that
any man who writes verses In these DAYS can
make a living. OF course mean a young au-
thor who is beginning to make his reputation.
not one who has already made his, like very
eminent poet who recently rec wed a fabulous
sum for writing half dozen verses, which any
school boy could have equaled. Every one at
The table agreed with him regarding thjs) Bnt
to come back to my example, When | first
pluck d up courage enough to send some verses
TO maya inc editor was thrown into a condi-
ton of wild e'ation by having them accented
with the letter Of acceptance came check for
olb, and entered the amount in a memoran-
gum book as my first literary earnings. Then
waited Tor my poem to appear. Do you know
now long waited? just six years Do Won
know what that poem cost me in actual money?
Just 81 Because promptly subscribed for that
magazine, and had spent S25 in subscriptions
before my poem appeared The worst of
1t was that Twas rather ashamed to send more
verses until my first ones had been published to
that magazine, SO that for SIX years that pubIi-
eaton was not asource of revenue to me- Well.
was sending verses to other ma -azines and
PERIOD Gals. To one OF EN- 1 sent four stanzas,
with mats as TO illustrations. The poem was
promptly accepted. But no check came with
H. Inc verses appeared six months afterward
and got a check for So. Two more of my
poems had been accepted by the same editor
was SO disgusted with the amount of money
palQ me Tor my first set that l wrote a note,
ASKING that my other two poems be returned.
Ihey were not returned. and when / got checks
Tor them tore them up in a rage. That was
oltng my tongue off you say, but I couldn't
help II. That is the way one makes a living
by writing poetry. Why have l continu d to
write verses then? Well, because l find a
pleasure nit I have turned to other fields for
my living. The most ever made in year
from my poems was $500. l have made a