The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-05-21
touch from the professional manipulator.

touch from the professional manipulator.
I saw a sweet young mother with
Her first born at her breast
"And what's the baby's name," I asked
OF her so richly blessed.
She looked at me with pity, as
She proudly poised her head:
eve call him, Dewey, sir, of course"
In tender tones, she said.
I met dainty little girl
Who led a kitten by a string,
And as l stroked her head l asked:
What do you call the pretty thing?"
She looked at me with wide blue eyes,
And as she went her way,
Il call my kitten Dewey, sir"
1 heard her sweetly say.
1 met a curly headed boy
Who had brindle pup:
"And what's your doggy's name?" I asked,
AS l held the creature up.
He gazed at me in wonder, and
He proudly cooked his head:
II call him Dewey, sir, of course"
He pityingly said.
I stopped beside a rustic stile,
And heard milkmaid sing a song:
AND what's your bossy's nameH' / asked
The lassie as she came along.
She looked at me in mild surprise,
And as she strobe away
"Why, Dewey is her name, of course
L heard the maiden say.
-Werners Magazine.
Lieut. Hourst of the French army mas
published lively personal narrative of his
recent explora tons in West Africa. With
four white companions he pluckny sailed
down the Niger river in an aluminium sail-
ing boat, of about seven feet beam, man
aging to carry her and her smaller con-
sorts, manned by friendly natives, the
whole dist lance from Timbuctoo, past Say
and Bussa, TO the sea without serious ac-
cident or loss of lifes Being a French
man, the most amusing parts of the book
are devoted to descriptions Of the Negri-
dan ladies, whom he studied along the
river banks. He was not captivated by
their beauty. Indeed, he compares them
to Durham oxen, or negresses, who, like
Englishwomen, when they are ugly at all,
are really revolringly ugly"
The corpulent matrons Of the Niger Gag
erly clad themselves in yards upon yards
OF cheap Paris velveteen. but there were
girls of more slender make. whose sole at
tempt at dressing was staining their legs
10 the knees with rocou or red dye, which
gives them the appearance at a distance
Of wearing nothing but light red stock
ings." The gay lieutenant cOnfesses that
he was confused as a shy Englishman at
the unusual sight; but one Of the red
legged beauties, noticing his embarrass-
ment. remarked very sensibly. Are we
so badly made that we need hide our
selves? All in good time When we are
old like our mother we will wear clothes"
This frank explanation seems, somewhat
unaccourtably, TO have put the visitor at
his ease.
Tho men folks likewise have their anus
ing traits. A declaration of war was one
day brought TO the lieuienapts boat While
IL was being transla ted NJ. Hourst covertly
watched the ambassador. After deliver
ing his message he had prudently sought
refuge behind a piece Of rock, but finding
that no notice was taken Of him, he peepel
out. first with one eye, then with both
ewes, and finally ventured into the open
with the plaintive interorgatory:
us there any hope Of my getting a pair
Of breeches?"
With some rich women. says the New
York Tribune, the instinct Of savings de-
vcops curlously why do you suppose IL
is.p remarked one acquaintance TO anoth-
er. that Mrs. A., who wears such ex-