The age-herald., 1900-11-11

"Thy affairs will prosper and thou wilt be successful in thy business; those in employ will be promoted"
 "A child born on this day will be very lucky in employ, and meet with much pro- motion and success"
 Astrologer RaphaePs prophecies for Mon day, November 12 1900:
 "Very doubtful; be cautious"
 Thou wilt have an active, but chequered year, with losses and gains, and thy busi- ness will need much attention; see that thou dost not speculate"
 "A child born on this day will be active and witty, and on the whole rather fortu- nate, but very fond of company
 Very odd are the many experiences of many men, especially men who labor in newspaper occupations. Some of these are accustomed to skip from a christening to the funeral of "the oldest inhabitant;" from an "ellergunt' wedding to "splen- did'' dog fight; from a bowling parsons bigotry and narrow-m minded twaddle to a barroom brawl; from the abodes of the criminal poor to the palaces of the criminal rich, and so on through the changeful and changing conditions of a newspaper mans busy life. Journalists" by the way, have no life of any sort, perhaps; they are just Journalists"
 An odd experience was experienced yes- terday morning by person who smokes briar-root pipe around this office most of his time, day after day. He writes some special Sunday stuff once a week, and usually does so between midnight of Fri days and daylight of Saturdays, after his rapn1ar work ie TIla hapinS hV law Ing in a good supply of tobacco and matches and sharpening the two pencils which he invariably uses. It was about one o'clock yesterday morning when he felt himself to be ready, and went to murmur- ing with more than his accustomed energy and eagerness. His subject had come to him like a flash of light in the darkness, as his subjects nearly always come; gen. erally after he has all his mechanical ma terials ready, and the doing of so much work upon some subjects Is absolutely nec- essary His thoughts, such as they were, ran over him, so to speak, most ritiously yesterday morning, and he was entirely unable to write fast as he was thinking; the result being deplorable, in his own es- timation. But finally his work was done, and he heard the familiar old "chestnut" sigh of relief" as he began to make ready to go home. His thoughts were all of lit- tie children and of the goodness in the world, and he was very happy. Looking at his watch, he saw that 1t marked 4:15 a. m., and he left the office with a song of gladness in his happy mind Within five minutes he stood looking down on one dead man, another dying, and a third desperate ly wounded, all from revolver shots fired in passion to kill, and about his feet were puddles of human blood unlawfully drawn. The terrible scene was in a brilliantly lighted liquor saloon, and it was sickening in it's horror. At once the pencil which had been for hours writing of love and little children began it's dark story of tragedy. It was an odd change, to say the least.
 The thousands of men In Birmingham and the district who own and habitually carry deadly weapons must have rubbed their eyes and felt for or thought of their "guns'' when they read of the terrible tragedy which occurred when the night was far spent yesterday morning.
 Many a man who goes about constantly prepared to commit murder must have ex- amined his revolver closely to ascertain if it would work quickly, and then put in fresh cartridges so as to more fully assure himself that he would surely kill his man. II excuse presented itself. Doubtless he took his coattail, or handkerchief or rag and rubbed her up'' so that shell get him every time," when some chance re- mark or trivial incident opens the way for murder: There must be much heroic gripping of revolvers, much as the noble civ b1n valley of death at Balaklava, when the se- cretly armed braves of Birmingham think of the appalling dangers that forever hem them in amongst the helpless women and defenseless children who pass to and fro in the streets.
 There was In this place some poor plea, for the hundredth time made in this place, against the crimes of concealed weapons, and whilst first edition of 1t, written and being printed for the general good was running through the printing press, such weapons were barking furiously half a square away and three men were lying in their own split blood, one of them dead, another wounded to death and the third grooming, ghastly figure in the drinking saloon where for fifteen years there had been cordial greetings and jollifications It was terrible spectacle, the scene in that place of conviviality an hour before the breaking of day, yesterday morning.
 And all on account of concealed weapons
 
 Three Jumps of gold lay on this news paper workers desk yesterday afternoon- gold that was bright and yellow, hard and cold-gold, gold gold. The pieces of the precious metal which is prized by mankind above all other things of intrinsic value were natural nuggets and one of them was large enough to represent in value some four barrels of best American four Very beautiful they looked as they lay on the white paper, quite the most attractive orn- aments seen on this desk in many long day, not excepting red apples, carnations, boxes of tobacco, and the like