The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-01-15

CONDITION ana who cice at their watch
charms and chains to mollify their mad ap-
petite for gold. Only yesterday | read OF
the fate of the captain of the Adams air
ship, who. being deadened by the ell ects Of
free~gold orgy in San Antonio, drove his
vessel into an aerial train cominS from the
opposite direction. And then. too. the
miserable death of that poor fellow who
stood helpless before a falling wall, the
victim OF hypcdermic dsbsuch at the
Golden Era.
.Look at my ciothesl They are ragged
and ripped. And the coal in tue grsts !
Scarcely enough there TO make a weight
upon the kindlings. My last dollar was
spent in this trip TO San Francisco and
back. That is why / am nervous. II
had money enough might run over to the
Gold Tooth and turn my elbow over to the
steward for one Of those hot sinners, ard
then! o. well. / could stand round like
the rest Of my companions, staring vacantly
at church spire or lounging idiotically
over the railing of the Gold Tooth Just as /
have done many is the time while my
friends thrust their elbows and wrists to
the sproned man and his money making
syringe.
But sm going TO swear of. Ishall be a
slave no longer. II l can't be a man thing
l can die 10 a still greater degree, for
haven't been reasonably dead, you might
say, for the past ten years or morel
believe it to be the custom TO make resolu-
tions on the first OF the year. Tomorrow
the merchants ia the stores will date their
letters 1892. Up here IN my room ] take
this bottle of bullion cocktails and smash il
on bootjack. Then will take this silver
injector land il cost So and jump upon it az
! have upon puff balls in pasture Now
III take a round oath TO keep away from
the gold shops whose lights are accsntuatipg
the brilliancy OF the crystals upon the
ground. No more placer fixes. No more
| bullion Cocktails. And what is more, not
/ another squirt of any kind over the coun-
ters now red and polished with the blood of
my companions. There must be q halt and
| though distracted by nervousness | timidly y
think myself man enough TO call it.
A MYSTERIOUS DRAUGHr.
But cannot sleep. have ransacked ali
my possessions for something to engage my
attention, but without avail, and now al
midnight pick up strange looking bottle
which has been in the cupboard the Lord
knows how long. The bottle is black, with
| stout neck and a cork which is firmly set.
There is no label upon the flask and 40 odor
escapes from 1t by which l can determine
the nature OF its contents 1t must be very
old, for have lived in this room for thirty
four years and remember playing with it
when a child. With the curiosity Of boy
and the nervousness of man OF my habits
] drew the cork and inhaled the perfume
that escaped from its prison. It was unlike
anything I had ever smelled before. And
tempted to become more bold slipped the
juice that gurgled unsteady from the
neck. Then, fearing that perhaps | had
poisoned myself but conscious of an exu-
berancs l had ever experienced before, I
ran to the home of an old gold sot, Just a
block away, and marched him to my room
he came in his normal conditiOn-stoliG
indifferent, but passive. To his lips pressed
the bottle and to my establishment be
too lost his individuality and became hilar-
ious. drank again and again. My aged
friend did the same, and as the night waved
old We embraced each other (somsthing we
had never done before and sang so riot
Dusty as to attract the attention of every
| body sLve those pitieble creatures standing
| with blank faces at the counters Of the
Gold Tooth and the other shops down the
street. At last We fell asleep, and In my
dreams l saw something at the foot OF the
bed quits uncommon TO these parts, but
interesting withaL Twice l heard my aged
friend cry out merrily--an uncommon thing
, for him TO do.
When morning came there Was q bigness
about my head and that of nv friend which
was quite unusual, but another iusty swiR
| at the my sterious bottle set US Alright, aud
We went forth into the street, patting chill
oren upon their curly heads enG hallooinR
in a CHEEKY way TO policemen who moved
like sutomatons from the side doors Of the
| Golden Era and the Gold Tooth They did
not mind our salutations, although it i:
| probable they thought us demented. mas
much as we had previously presented the
sans appearance as themselves. However
that may be, We wandered about, now
lurchiug TO enc side and then to the other
but happy and cherry the while.
| MORE OF THE ELIXIR.
'Coms with me-" my aged friend said
after we had travelled long way, "for.
he continued. ~ have something ia nv
cellar which have never supped. MavhaI
it maybe ss pleasing as that which | have
already tasted"
We trotted along. This was late on
| New Years day.
JAN. 2. 1871 am in a cellar with my
old friend. He tapped dusty barrel
which was as mysterious as the bottle in
my cupboard, but its contents are co much
| like the liquid in the flask that we, In our
| happy mood, can scarce mark the difference.
Like nv bottle, the barrel has come down
from ripe ancestry, for here upon my lap
hold an album filed with masculine faces
of enormous proportions, especially as to
nose and eye. These are my friends ances-
tors. But unlike my flask, there is strange
stamp upon the barrel, and a deep brand
upon the slaves which reads:
Nssss ..-.s