The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1896-01-06
DI.gu.tea PuhIic Pro.ecutor.

the New York Tribune All Of them adj
mitted that they didn't feel quite right
I unless they could taste the delights Of
I the metropolis at least once a year one
| OF them, lawyer, spoke in this wise
i nave come TO consider myself a pref
I ~ good New Yorker. having been here 50
I often, but on a certain night few years
age teit as II / had made a mistake m
ever leaving my western home. In fact
thought that a big farm was about as
I civilized a place as I ought to pass my
days IN. / was in New York on a pleas
ure trip just before the holidays About
0 clock one evening I got on Broadway
Madison square. As I was smoking ci-
/ gar. l got on the front platform. That
vas before the cable cars were running.
ana passengers were allowed to stand
we hadn't gone far before two other
men got on the 'front.' platform. making
I four or five altogether so that the place
was rather crowded. The face of one of
l the newcomers was familiar 10 me, and
wondered where had seen him. Soon
l recalled that he was a thief. of whom
had seen good deal year or two be-
/ lore. was then the prosecuting attor-
ney of my county. and had been called
/ on to conduct the trial OF notorious
/ piokpocket. The trial lasted two or three
/ days, ana during II this thief had con-
| Ihey were pals although only one had
/ been concerned in the theft then at issue.
4 didn't know then whether Mr.. Thief
| recognized me when he got on the car,
Dut afterward / was sure that he had.
/ lie and his companion began an inter-
/ ested conversation, which / could not
: help overhearing. Ny old acquaintance.
/ II seems, was about 20 buy hat store in
/ Jersey City, and he told his friend all
about his plans. He was going to pay $500
\ Tor the shelving and $500 for the stock.
/ The situation was a good one. and he
! thought he could make a fair living there.
/ He didn't refer plainly to his past life,
| but / understand that he had reformed
/ and meant to live honestly.
! Naturally, l was interested in his
| plans. ! even thought that the convic-
| ton of his friend out in the west through
/ my agency had had something to do with
/ his determination ] felt particularly
! pleased and really wished the fellow sue
| cess in his new career as shOpkeeper.
| The two men got off at Twelfth street,
/ still talking about the hat store, and l
J rode to my hotel When i went to the
! desk the clerk asked me what was the
matter with my necktie. I looked down
and found it all awry; also found my
scarfpin gone. 1t was of diamonds and
rubies and fairly valuable.
IF l wasn't disguised with myself! To
| be robbed by a pickpocket whom ] knew
TO De such was certainly Illuminating. l
| could but admire my light-hngered ac-
| quaintance, for / hadn't been conscious
that he had even touched me on the car.
At first / thought / would keep my dis
| to police headquarters with a city Off
cial whom / knew well. ] told the thiefs
name, which l fortunately recollected,
and my pin was back in my hands with
| in forty-eight hours. But l almost felt
as if he was entitled to 1t.
Was he arrested?' asked one of the
mo. he gave up the pin on promise of
| immunity from arrest. That's the way
they used to do things here"
|
The Sweetheart 1 Never Have Seen.
James Newton Matthews, in the New
Bohemian.
| o here's to the sweetheart 1 never have
| seen,
The one fairest woman-my idol. my
Who thralls me with mystery, calls me
her own,
And sweeps up the stairs of my heart to
| her throne,
With pride Of possession so charming
That I smile at the confident sound of
her feet.
As I reach out my arms with a yearn-
| ing that she
Understands as she sinks on my weIeom-
! ing knee,
with look so appealing. so fond and
The dear little sweetheart never have
seen.
Her eyes are the eyes of a dove, and her
mouth
Is a hint of old Egypt-a dream of the
AS it lies like an island of rubies a-shine
In sea of warm Ilies-and all of them
mine!
No chisel of Athens-no graver of Rome
No master abroad, and no painter at home,
Fer colored a Venus or carved Faustine'
AS fair as my sweetheart l never nave
seen.
Her voice is lutte. and the coil of her
Is a cadence of love, as she cuddles her
warm
Girlish head on my breast. while her lips
With a rapture that's only an answering
tone;-
I have gazed on the beauty-have Toasted
On the fairest of earth. of all climates
and Skies
But Greece hath no Helen. and Egypt 70
To match match with my sweetheart never
have seen.
How Bill Wright Saved the Hose.
Bill Wright, our blacksmith, relates a
thrilling mountain adventure, says the
Lewiston Qdaho) Teller He was on the
iMussell Shell about seven years ago. when
Potlarcb Fanny and some other Indians
murdered two French prospectors on the
70 Lo trail Bill was alone in his cabin
near the trail, when these murderous saw
ages passed near. In it were supplies
which these murderers needed for their
comfort BY good fortune they passed
the cabin without Observing it, from the
fact that it was dark and it was partially
concealed by a growth of u ierbruSh But
the fleeing Indians fired the trail as they
ned from the scene of the murder, to
guard against pursuit. This fire threatened
the destruction of Bits cabin. He fought
the fiend dixie a demon for forty-eigh hi
hours. He saved his supplies, but after
his cabin was safe he thought of ninety
feet of hose that was in danger three
miles away. He fastened TO save that
valuable property before resting or eating
more than a square of fat bacon which
he crunched without cooking He found
his hose just in the nick of time, and Shout
dcring it, started back. He was so sleepy
that he slept on his feet He walke ed and
slept driven by the fire. He became con
fused, and without knowing it, retraced
his steps, until he found himself back to
the place from which he had taken up his
load Again he turned his face toward
home, to again find himself following the
wrong end of the trail He kept up that
bewildering circuit till he was exhausted
and fell upon the ground without waking
up; and there he lay till the fire burnt
his boots off before he was aroused He
Il still kept the hose. which weighed 100
pounds or more, wrapped around his Shout
ders He made another effort and being
somewhat aroused w the blisters and
burns, he reached the cabin safely with
his load. &I
He Will waite No More.