The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1902-12-28

Gus front, adding mysteriously to his
gravity. At his side strolled a very
tall, thin, rather stooping-though
Observation-Disclosures shabby young
man with a sallow, melancholy face
and deep-set eyes that looked tired.
When they were seated. the orator
looked over his audience slowly and
with an Incompatible calm; then, as
is always done, he and the melancholy
young man exchanged whispers for
few moments. After this there was a
pause, at the end of which the latter
rose and announced that it was his
pleasure and his privilege to introduce,
that evening, a gentleman who needed
10 introduction to that assemblage.
What citizen of Carlow needed an in
PRODUCTION, asked the speaker, to the
orator they had applauded in the cam
paigns of the last twenty years, the
statesman author of the Holloway
bill the most honored citizen of the
neighboring and fiourishing county and
city of Ano? And, the speaker would
say, that if there were one thing the
citizens of Carlow could be held to
envy the citizens of AmO, 1t was the
Honorable Hedge Holloway, the think
er, to whose widely-known paper they
were about to have the pleasure and
improvement of listening.
The introduction was so vehemently
applauded that, had there been present
a person connected with the theatre
cal profession, he might have been
nervous for fear the introducer had
prepared no encore. "Kedge is too
smart to take it all to himself" COM
mented Mr.. Martin. He knows it's
half account of the man that said it."
He was not mistaken. Mr.. Holloway
had learned a certain perceptiveness on
the stump. Resting one hand upon his
unfolded notes upon the table, he turn
ed toward the melancholy young man
(who had subsidized into the small of
his back in his chair) and, after clear
ing his throat, observed with sudden
vehemence that he must thank his
gifted friend for his f1attering remarks,
but that when he said that Carlow
envied Amo Holloway. it must be
replied that Amo grudged no glory to
her sister county of Carlow, but, if
Amo could find envy in her heart it
would be because Carlow possessed a
paper so sterling, so upright, so brill
liant, so enterprising as the Carlow
County Herald" and a journalist so
talented. so gifted, so energetic. so
fearless, as it's editor.
The gentleman referred to showed
very faint appreciation of these ring
ing compliments. There was a lamp on
n.
to the view of Miss Sherwood of
Rouen, his face was silhouetted, and
very rarely had it been her lot to see
man look less enthusiastic under
public and favorable comment of him
self. She wondered If he, also, remem-
bered the Muggleton cricket match and
the subsequent dinner oratory.
The lecture proceeded. The orator
winged away to soary nights with ges-
lures so vigorous as to cause admira-
ton for his pluck in making use of
them on such a night; the perspira-
ton streamed down his face. his neck
grew purple, and he dared the very
face of apopleXy, binding his auditors
with n double SPELL 1t is true that long
before the peroration the windows
were empty and the boys were eating
stolen, unripe fruit in the orchards of
the listeners. The thieves were sun,
of an alihi.
The Hon. Mr.. Holloway reached a
logical conclusion which convinced
even the combative and unwilling that
the present depends largely upon the
past, while the future will be deter
mined, for the most part, by the con-
ditions of the present. 1.-THE future"
he cried, leaning forward with an ex-
preston of solemn warning, 1.-THE flu
ture is In our own hands. ladies and
gentlemen of the city of Plattville. Is
it not so? We will find it so. Turn
1t over in your minds" He leaned
backward and folded his hands benev-
olently on his stomach and said in a
searching whisper: Ponder it," He
waited for them to ponder it. and lit
tie Mr.. Swanter, the druggist and
BOOKSELLER who prided himself on his
politeness and who was seated direct
ly in front, scratched his head and
Knit his browS to show that he was
bordering 1t. The stiffness was in
tense: the fans ceased to beat; Mr..
Snoddy could be heard breathing dan
gerously. Mr.. Swanter was consider
ing the advisability of drawing a pen
Gil from his pocket and figuring on
1t upon his cuff, when suddenly, with
the energy of a whirlwind. the lee
turer threw out his arms to their full
est extent and roared: ut is a facti
1t is carven on stone in the gloomy
caverns of time. 1t is writ in fire on
the impershable walls of fatel"
After the outburst. his voice sank
with startling rapidity to a tone of
honeyed confidence. and he wagged an
inviting forefinger at Mr.. Snoddy, who
opened his mouth. Shall we take an
example? Not from the marvellous, my
friends: let us seek an illustration
from the ordinary Is that not better?
One familiar to the humblest of us
one we can all comprehend. One from
our everyday life. One which will in
terest even the young. Yes The COM
mon house-fiy. On a window-sill we
place bit of fiy-paper, and contig-
uous to it, flower upon which the
happy insect likes to feed and rest.
The little fly approaches. See, he how
ers between the two. One is a fatal
trap, an ambuscade. and the other Il
safe harbor and an innocuous haven.
But mystery allures him. He poises.
undecided. That is the present. That.
my friends. is the Present. What
will he do? What will he do? What
will he do? Memories of the past are
whispering to him: Choose the flower.
Light on the posy.' Here we clearly see
the influence of the past upon the
present. But. to employ a figure of
speech, the fiy-paper beckons to the
insect toothsomely, and. thinks he:
Shall / give it try? Shall I? Shall 1
give 1t try?' The future is in his own
hands to make or unmake. The past.
the voice of Providence. has counsell-
ed him: Leave it alone, leave it alone,
| little fly. Go away from there Does
he heed the warning? Does he heed il.
! ladies and gentlemen? Does he? All.
no! He springs into the air, decides
| between the two attractions one of
them so deadly to his interests and
| drops upon the f1y-paper to perish mis-
| erably! The future is in his hands no
| longer. We must lie upon the bed
that we have made, nor can Provi-
dence change its unalterable de-
crees"