The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1900-06-17


lectures have to be delivered in ftfUl
banks, and necessarily 4he dog opens his
mouth to emit them. and it beng the
good sized mouth of a good-sized dog 1t
gives him fierce expression. That is
when the rescuers appear. TIL see this
nice young women about to be tackled
by this savage beast and with great
courage they rush to her and attempt to
drag the fierce animal away. Then fol-
low eXplana ions and peace is restored
until another store is reached and the
same SC ne is repeated Occasionally the
scene is even more exciting This is
when the young woman, as usual, ignor-
ing the advice Of her mentor. has enter
I'd the shop, leaving him outside He
doesn't Ike it. but watts, ana then, if
there is a chance. when some one opens
The door, he rushes wildly in, tears
around the store until he finds the young
woman and then del vers his usual lee
ture with so much vehemence and re-
proach that two or three people hasten
to the r scue and the arol giles ard ex-
plantations have to be doubled and tripled
When I was girl" said grandmamma.
TO New York Tribune repres enta tive
my sisters and I borrowed from each
other as matter of course There were
four of u.s. and as We had not much money
to dress on, we continue ly helped or were
helped, as the case might be. to meet I'M
expected contingencies. If one of US went
away for visit, for example. the rest of
us always expected, as a matter of course.
to contribute anything from our respective
wardrobes that might be needed and it
never occurred to us that there was any
particular virtue in so doing. Whether
there is less affection nowadays, or
whether 1t is the mercinary spirit of the
age, do not know, but the generous and
ever ready assistance that we were al
ways delighted to give, and expected in
our turn 10 receive, seems TO be obsolete
in the families with whom l am brought
in contact now.
Barter or sale is now the order of the
day among sisters and friends. What will
you exchange for that? How much will
you give for this?' ! hear my granddaugh-
ters continually asking each other. Yes
terday | was invited 10 an auction sale
which was held at the house of one of
their friends. As an up-to-date perform
ance it was certainly amusing. The auc-
tioneer was tail, fine looking girl with a
flow of language that could not be sur
passed by any professional vender, and the
clever way she disposed of a lot of trash
was worthy of a better cause The mer-
chandise consisted of dresses, hats and
chiffons that their owners had no further
use for. and the buyers were all girls in
the same set of society. OF course there
was no end of fun, and as an entertain
ment 1t was a great success, but it did
seem to me very odd performance on the
part of the young ladies.
The way my granddaughters have Of
hiring out their clothes to each other also
strikes me is most extraordinary and the
, percentage these little Shylocks exact is
enormous. I will pay you five cents If
you will let me wear your black stockings
with yellow dots over to golf this morn
ing, heard one of my youngest grand
daughters say to her sister yesterday. but
ten cents was finally the price exacted for
mornings wear. 1t is all done good
naturedly, l must admit and with a good
deal of merriment, and I suppose our old
ways were rather slipshod, but nevertne-
less do not like this modern worldly wis
dom al all"
Miss Edith Marion Moore of London.
who recently died, executed what was
probably the queerest will ever admitted
to probate in a British court She had
been long afflicted with paralysis. which
brought on aphasia, a condition in which
she could not express herself by words
and could not give instructions on her
own initiative On separate cards were
written the names of all her relatives and
these cards were made into one pack On
another lot of cards were placed descrip-
tons of each separate piece of property
she possessed Then the cards were dealt
out 10 her one at time from each pack.
When the name Of her brother, Arthur
John Moore, was turned up the other pack
was turned over until the card contain
ing the name of her property in Bally-
cohy, Ireland, came TO the top and She in
dicated by signs that it was her desire
he should have this estate. After all of
of her property had been disposed of in
this way came the selection of an execu-
DOR. The pack containing the names of
her relatives was gone over again and
she selected the one bearing the name of
her brother Arthur Apparently she want
ed another executor to be appointed and
the cards were gone over again, but none
of the names seemed to hit her She tried
90 write on a paper the name of the per-
sin she wanted, but what she wrote could
not be read. so finally she agreed that
that her brother should be the sole execu-
tor. The win was drawn up and read
caFefully to her and she affixed her mark
to 1t.
Two relatives, however, thought that
the will was not duly executed, that II
was not drawn and prepared according
to her instructions and that she did not
approve of its contents, so they contested
IT. The Judge decided that the mode Of
arriving a Miss Moores wishes was
novel, well intentioned, most ingenious
and on the whole satisfactory. and he de
cided that the will should stand, though
he put the costs of the action on the
estate.
She is a very nice little girl says the
New York Time, and yet she has an i'm
aginauon so vivid that people can't help
wondering once in a while what is going
to become of It. The little girl can and
does tell the most marvellous tales, and
when she is reproved she is entirely com
placent and cannot see that her effective
inventions are anything more than Jokes
One of these she told to an interested
neighbor at whose house she called fire.
quently.
How is your mamma dearT' asked
the neighbor one morning when the lit
tie girl made her appearance
"She Is very sick" answered the little
girl, earnestly nelly cher sister, and
l were up with her all night We called
the doctor" But when the kind neigh
Dor went in haste to see her sick friend
she found her in every respect as well as
ever
"Why did you tell kind Mrs. Blank such
a story about me?" asked mamma serious
~ Of her lettle girl at the first opportun-
ity.
"wen, mamma" said the little girl. with
a toss Of her curls Mrs Blank asks me
every single morning how you are, and
get tired Of telling her that you are very
we'll"
When she sent in on order Of groceries
10 a neighbor from Mr.. Jones' store, the
neighbor was-well, surprised