The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1896-08-30

-..-.4, orange County, New York.
% - We have had con-
.-a excitement There has
-..- a death in the village The
-...--7n who died was no loss TO the
.---,-7.tv. but once it was really known
.-. he vas no longer alive, the peculiar
-v of death surrounded him and
.t.-7t agreed that. after all. he had
..- ...s own worst enemy. and his faults
-...-t nobody but himself. This is al
,. said about an utterly worthless
man The announcement OF the funeral
ENC "a, MS in this form. A long, lanky'
-.bs.s4-looking individual, wearing SIX
-.- -rar had once been fresh and now
-. decidedly shabby looking, wreathed,
ma. saw swathed. in Grape and having
..., .ora weepers at the back. appeared
che eront door His hands, long and
-.--,uz we're covered by ill-fitting black
.,.-ar a.oves. Following the easy fashion
If rio house I opened the front door. lie
.b-gs- al me. without word, small
.-,v on which reposed a black-bordered
.-.s-ra For a moment thought ne was
What the children call the bad man,
anil that he had come for me, and like
the Young lady described by AIR. Riley
should he snatched through the cell
in. before knowed what 1 was about"
Ara second glance saw there was
ribbon. a black one, about the letter, and
,sa nurport Of the whole performance
5sVned on me. With a solemnity that
MAS as sudden as it was real, took up
-ba letter. united the ribbon and found
that. on the back-bOrdered paper. was
written the announcement of the death OF
James Philip Gudgins, aged y, might he
rest i'm peace. and we were invited to come
10 the funeral. I tied up what might be
called the literary remains of James
Philfp. and told the bearer that we would
be there. He looked at me and inquired,
ANY cards?" At first 1 was going to
saw that / would draw to a straight, but
IL gradually dawned on me that this was
not a poker game, but some social point
that l did not understand. Aunt Maria
hearing the conversation, appeared on the
scene. took up the literary remains OF
James Philip Gudgins, united and read
them. rushed into the house and brought
out one Of my cards. one of Nannys and
one of Uncle TimOthy's, which had been
written by the hotel clerk when he was
on his wedding trip. These were laid up
on the tray, and it was supposed, by me
at least, that James Philips ideas Of ETH
QUstte were now satisfied.
Aunt Maria seemed surprised that had
never heard of this way of announcing
funeral. She said it was aristocratic, and
she also said that it was very praisewor-
thy in James Philips widow TO take so
much trouble about him, because, when
~ "a.
in his ways. l do not know why funerals
in the country always take place in the
heat Of the afternoon, but they do Long
before the time the fences, the piazzas
and the horse block We're decorated with
the men and boys from the village who
have come to see the show.
Later on, those who have been honored
with invitations as well as all the kin.
drive up, the men suffering agony in their
black clothes. and the women, in a sub
dued way having veFy good time.
l refused to enter the house, and Uncle
Timothy told me afterwards that Jim
Philip looked quite natural, though he had
paled some, especially about the nose
From what I had heard of Jim Philip [
imagined that this was an Improvement
Going to the funeral we took in Mis-
Tomlnson, and ] never knew before how
agreeable she was. She is great on funer-
al manners, and she had her handker-
chief at just the right angle, while her lit
lie hnger clothed in black, poked out as
1t should, and she wept in a ladv-ike
fashion, dropping a tear about every half
hour and not allowing herself to become
excited. She told us of widowers. who
mad mourned for three weeks and then
gotten married; she told US of widows who
could not bear to look at the dead. and
VINO had been flirting with the deacons
after the funeral. Indeed, Mis- Tonlinson
m no
IooIlsh TO die, inasmuch as their going
meant entire forgetfulness of them and
lhelr goodness. Uncle Timothy, who has
decided sense of humor, added his fune-
raj story. He said he heard of an Irish
funeral where the children of the deceas-
ed sent a wreath marked papa" a 5 the
mowers were lifted from the hearse to be
put on the grave. the first letter dropped
On ana to the horror of the family it
was seen that the wreath was marked
apa. This was enough. The dead man
was forgotten, and the honor and glory
VI u, county Roscommon was maintained
mere was free fight and a collection
was taken up for the widow, whose only
regret was that her man was not there to
~I4oW pack the insult with a hot iron
but think mine was the best funeral
story.
.. My mother had maid named Emme-
me VINO had lived with her for many
-, A-io " do d typical southern darky
"i,H an admiration for the bright colors,
d laugh as cheerful as possible, an i'm
-l5Hse amount of sympathy for anybody
" "o was III or in trouble. a reverence for
lle family in which she lived, the south
e'A ability to cook when it was necessary.
d pehef that nobody was like her Missy"
ana an admiration for mourning and
ogllsht IN funeral that nobody could
s1- pass. For years Emmelines father
raQ Deen known to the family as "Uncle
Cole This good old colored gentleman
PAD US an occasional visit, and there
Vas rumor that his age was some place
~ 'he neighborhood of one hundred and
seNrhty-lve and that he was likely to live
NO cavalier ever surpassed Uncle Cole
~ salantry; while his knowledge in re-
sara TO who was who and what was what.
was so great that he would have been a
"oHdertul help to the compiler of an
american Burke. Late one night the news
rs brought by small boy that Uncle
,-oie was dead, and that Emmeline. she
--il better hurry up TO look at the re-
.-t4hs' and that Sis said she had better
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