WHOLE NUMBER
1826.
‘2: '- . VNORWALK. CofiNECTICUu“, TUESD AY, JANUARYifz, 31-883.
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" VOL. LXVI.--NDMI3ER 1
A DRAMATIC cameos,
AND WHAT GAME OF IT.
(Fronrthc Argosy.)
“Bravo, bravoa'well done, lilies Sylves-
ter!” cried the manager of the Royal Ken-
sington Theatre. “That speech will bring
the house down.”
The beautiful and popular young actress,
dropping her tragedy airs all at once, ac—
knowledged the compliment with a sweet
smile and a sweeping courtesy, then came
' " towards the speaker. He: was sitting at a
little-“property" table on'thc stage, with
his back to the footlights, superintending the
“last. réhearsalof the new play, the author of
which was Miss Sylvester’s brother.
“You are satisfied, Mr. Hope f” she asked
brightly.
“More than satisfiedl , Your acting will
V isave the play if anything can'do it.”
Her face clouded. “You speak as if you
doubted its success?"
lie screwed his face dubiously. “Well,
you see, it is rather formidable—n blank
Vverse tragedy, in live acts, with Boadicia for
a heroine. I doubt whether it will ‘draw.’ ’
“Then why ‘did youaccept it ?" she asked
quickly.
''I’ll be hanged if I knriw," Mr. Hope rc-
Vplied, rubbing. up his hair the wrong way.
“During a temporary aberration of intellect,
I suppose. I didn’t mean to vex you‘” he
added kindly, noticing her expression; “it
is not that I don’t appreciate its beauties,
only I am afraid they will be ‘caviarre’ to the
audience.”
“Don’tlisten to him, Miss Sylvester,” in-
terposed the manager's wife, giving her an
encouraging touch on the Shoulder. “You
know that Hope never ‘tells a flattering tale'
about a new piece till it has-filled the treas-
ury.” '
“Which this one won’t,” put in Mr. Delo-
raine, the tragedian, in a stage “aside.”
“If it fails as a tragedy ‘Mr. Sylvester
might turn it into a burlesque,” airily sug-
gestcdyoung Carleton, admiring the eIIcct
. of his own feet in sandals.
“Your acting will save him the trouble,”
retorted Miss Sylvester, as she turned from
the group and retired up the stage.
There was a general laugh, and the joints
premierlooked slightly dischmfited.
“You deserved a snub for your ill-nature,
was Mrs. Hope’s comment. “It’s a shame
to discourage her when you know how she
has set her heart on her brother’s play sue-
cecding. Whatever we may think of it, she
considers it a work of genius.
“And so does the author, by the airs he'
gives himself,” young Carleton returned,
withashrug; “if it fails perhaps he will.
learn modesty. ”_ '
“At my expense,” added Mr. Hope, drily.
“It has cost a small fortune to mount this
piece. Come, you had better go on with the
scene; we are wasting time.”
At length, after many interruptions, the
rehearsal came to an end.
As Edith Sylvester left the theatre she
paused to make an inquiry of the stage-door
keeper, a snuffy, surly old man, in a velvet
skull cap, who was ensconced in a dark little '
den close to the entrance.
“Watson, have you seen my brother?”
“He left the theatre half an hour ago, Miss
Sylvester,” said a voice behind her, before
the other could reply.
It was a gentleman who spoke ; a young
fellow of five or six and twenty, with a keen,
vivacious. clever face, and gray eyes, some-
. what too near together. _
She turned, and seeing who it was, presen-
ted him with two little gloved fingers. She
had never been able to make up her mind
whether she liked Frederick Proctor or de-
tested him, though she. had-no doubt at all
about hibifecliiifisfér herself. His devotion
was proof againstall rebuffs. He was a bar-
rister,;but condgscended to “coquet with lit-
erature" while waiting for briefs,and was the
author of . the 'light“_piceo which would pre-
cede the tragedy.
“Your brother asked me to tell you that he
had a headache, and could not stay longer,”
he concluded.
“I am glad he was not there while they.
were pulling the play to pieces,” she returned,
as she passed out into. the street.
A spring shower was falling, and her ad-
mirer ofilciouslyV putiup her umbrella, and
walked on by herzside, uninvited. '
"it"‘Th‘ey were véry disagreeable," he return-
ed ; 1"‘bnt fortunately, the opinion of the little
world behind the scenes is not of much con-
sequence. It is for the public to judge.”
" There will be a capital house to-night,”
she said, after a pause; “all the stalls and
boxes are taken, and no orders have been
given except to the press.”
“The critics will muster in force, I suppose
—the great Oliver among the rest," he re-
marked, glancing at her face as he pronounced
the name. _
“Who is the great Oliver?” Oh, you mean
Oliver Dane. What paper does he write
for; do you know P" V
“I know—but perhaps I had better not tell
you. If his criticism should be' in the slash-
ing style—" . - . '
“Oh, there is not much danger of that,”
she replied, laughing ; “don’t. you know that
he is my brother’s particular friend ?”
He shrugged his shoulders.
“It is not. my experience that one’s partic-
ular friends make the most indulgent critics,”
he remarked; “especially if one has had the
impertinence to succeed where they have.
failed—and I believe Mr. Dane failed con-
spicuously as a dramatist some years ago.”
Edith frowned.
"I wonder what: he has done to offend
, you 1"” she said coldly. “I notice you seldom
’ mention his namelwithout a sneer‘. I‘thought
he was your friend.”
“So he was—till he became my rival,” was
the quick reply.
She crimsoned under her veil to the roots
of her fair hair, and gave him a look‘which
might have annihilated him. '
“You know it is so,” he persisted. “You
know that I would die for you, and that.
he_n
“That is enough,” she interrupted, hurry-
ing on. “ 1 will say good-by now, ltlr.
Procter.”
“Nay, do not leave me in this way,” he
pleaded. “Do you dislike me so much that
you cannot endure my presence?"
“I dislike your conversation this more-
in‘g‘,l:Va_in andwered quicty. >
:H‘é’, row in his lips, and gave her achri-
ous‘ lobk.
“1 did not lpean to offend you. Pray for-
give me. Let me be your friend at least, if
nothing more.’ .
Afterjamo nt’s
her hand. ,V .
“My friend, ii you
she echoed. l
“I understandl
hesitation she put out
will, but nothing more,"
I will try not to offend
again. Good-byl I hope both the so 'once
_ I» »
rned back as ifstrVuck' by;
a sudden thought “if you particularly wish .
and the critics wil be in genial moodt
By the way”—-hc
to know the name Mr. Dane’s paper, this
The Planet. But ay don’t'le’t him know '
that I told you.”
“I will not say a r rd,”Vshe promised.
“Thank you,"Van' he gave him a friendly
nod and smile as sh . cznt her way.“ '
The home which? a shared with her
brother and widower. mother, was a small
but daintily appointed llouse in the artistic re-
gion of South Kensiu on. ..ThcreWas noth:
ing in the nail Bebe ' in about Miss Sylves-
er or her surroundings f r the young actress
was a lady by birth aid education, and on
her father’s death, follove by the wreck 0f
heir fortune, she had adr ted her present
‘ ' hand.
profession. How brilliantly she had suc-
ceeded all the world knew, though few were
aware by what: courageous effort and daunt-
less perseverance her success had been Won.
“Where is Claud, mother ?” sho'asked. en,
tering the pleasant little morning room where
Mrs. Sylvester was sitting.
The latter, a delicate, ”refined and still
beautiful woman, with a gentle manner and a
gracious smile, looked up from the book she
was reading. .
“He is lying down, dean, He brought a
heartache from the theatre as usual. Poor
boy—~it is it trying time for him I”
/ Edith stood at the window, turning her
gloves in her hand, and looking out vaguely
at. the quiet suburban street, where the soft.
spring rain was falling, and an organ was
grinding “ll Balc'n" out of tune.
“Yes," she acquiesced, “but I Wish he had
a little more tact and patience. He has of-
fended every one behind the curtain.”
“ “He belongs to the ‘i'rritable race 'of poets,' ”
Mrs. Bylvester replied, with a smile. “We
must not. expect him to be a philosopher as
well. I think Ipvill go and see how he is,”
shcjaddcd; laying her book aside.
1“Don’t go,” Edith interposed quickly,
drawing back from the window with asud-
den accession of color torlic'r cheeks,"as a
hansoui stopped at. the door. “Here Is Mr.
Dane.” ‘ _ - ,
. But,.her motherhad alreadyleft the room.
A few seconds afterward the visitor was
ushered in.r .A. tall, well-built man, of five-
aud thirty, with handsome but somewhat
stern features,_a short, brown beard and
moustache; " and dark, penetraging eyes,
which could soften into ten'dernes 3 on occa-
sion, though, as a rule, they looked at the‘
world proudly and rather defiantly, as if
they “cared not‘for its smile nor frown.”
He greeted~ her. with the case of an old ac-
quaintance, and took up his position with-
one elbow on the chimney piece, while Edith,
throwing off her hat, subsided int:- a low
chair by the hearth. '
“Well,” he began, “how did the rehearsal
go this morning f"
“Fairly well.” she answered, “but Mr.,
Hope does not seem very sanguine of suc-
cess.” _
“Does not he P But heis not of a sanguine
disposition in spite of his name. 1 see no
reason why it shoulanot succeed, though”
—he paused, absentlyjcxaminiug a. Dresden
china pug on on the mantle shelf—“I thinkit
would have been better if Claud had chosen
aless ambitious subject.” .V »
Edith looked anxious. “He has set all his
hopes on‘tt,_poor lad. If it fails the disap-'
pointmcht "will crush him." .
.“Crhsh him? Nonsense!” returned her
companion, cheerfully. “He must not ex;
pect to reach a pinnacle of fame par saltum.
Success is seldom won without rebuffs and
disappointments, asyou yourself have expe-
rienced. To say the truth, Clsud needs a
little discipline of that sort. You have spoilt
him.” _ , _ '
Shé made no answer, but her face ex-
pressed dissent.
“Is it-truo that you have written. for the
stage yourself ?_" she inquired presently.
' He tossed back his head with a hearty,
genial laugh.
“I wonder what good-natured friend of
mine told you that? Yes, it is true. Long
ago—in my boyish days—I too wrote a trag-
edy, which I believe I considered one of the
finest productions of the age, but the public
was of a distinctly different opinion. How-
ever, the failure did not crush me. It merc-
ly..decidod me to turn my energies in adiffer-
out direction.”
“I wish Claud bad your strength of char-
acter,” shevsaid, with a half sigh, “but we
cannot change his nature. He hangenius,
and the defects that accompany it.” , . ’ .
“The defects I perceivc,'the genius I must
take on trust,” was Mr. Dane’s reply.
She rose with an impatient movement, and
began turning over the books and papers on
the table.
“I know you do not believe in him—you
never did,” she said, resentfully; “ I think
you will be almost disappointed if his play
succeeds and proves yoqucre wrong.”
He looked at her with pained surprise, and
when she met his eyes'her anger died a sad-
den death.
“I did not mean that,” she exclaimed, in '
her quick, impulsive way, putting out her
“ You wish him well, I know, and 1
can’t expect you.to see him with my eyes."
He took her hand in both his own, looking
at her with an expression that softenedevcry
line of his face.
“You do not suppose I could be indif-
ferent to any one so dear to you ?” he said,
gently; “ to you, Edith, who are so dear to
me ?” .
The pressure of his fingers sent a thrill to
glance, then drooped her head, and “sud-
denly, sweetly, strangely blushed.”
Before he could speak again, there was a
footstep in the corridor outside, and she
hastily disengaged her hand. He detained
her as she was turning away.
“ Do you ever take an early walk in Ken-
slngton Gsrdcns,as you used last Summer ?”
“ Sometimes," she answered, smiling.
“ Why ?”
“ Will you be there to-morrow morning at
about 10 o’clock, by the Round Pond ? I
have something to say to you which can best
be said under the trees where I have so often
lingered to think of you." ' ’ ‘
“I will come,” she whispered, and her
heart leaped with a sudden joy that almost
startled her. At the same moment her
brother entered the room.
He was little more than a youth, with a
fair, beardless face, dreamy blue eyes, and a
quantity of untidy fair hair, which he had
a restless trick;_of pushing back from bia—
forehead. ’
“How is your head, dear ?” his sister
asked afl'cctionatcly. V .
"‘.‘ Splitting,” was the brief reply, as he
crossed the room to shake hands with the
visitor. .“Don’t mention the play, if you
her heart.- She gave him a quick, shy -
Though crudeand immature it was strikingly
original, with many passages of fgreat poetic
beauty. ' ItI-Lrémained to ‘ be seénfwhether
these would compensate for its prolixity and
lack of dramatic interest. . ‘
The ‘first not passed off successfully; and
was concluded to applause—a sound which
thrilled’the young a'uthor ahd brought a flush
of triumph to EdVith’s face;
“ You said it would be ccwaz‘rc to the
she remarked to Mr. Hope, as she passed him
at the wings, looking'cvery inch a queen, in
her picturesque barbaric costume, with flow-
inghair, and white arms bare to the shoulder.
later; it is safer to ‘begin with a little
aversion,’ ” the manager. answered, with a
look of doubt. ".
His doubts were changed to gloomiest ccr-
tainty as the evening proceeded. The audi-
ence were politely attentive, but—except
when Edith was before them—evidently
bored. Of her success, however, there could
be no doubt. Whenever she appeared the
flagging intercstrcvived, and all the faults of
the play were forgotten. Never before had
like displayed such passion, power, and ten-
derness.
v ave raised her all at, once to the level of a
great artist. " ' '
“ She has saved the play,” Mr. Dane re-
marked to a fellow journalist, when at last
the curtain fell on Boadicca's death scene.
“It is only a respite,” the other returned,
with a shrug. “,I doubt if it will live an-
other night. It is too long by half, and—
how dull 1”
But Edith had no such fears, and was
angry with Mr. Hope for expressing them.
“ With the applause ringing in your cars you
can tell me it was not a success !” she ex-
claimed.
“ It was you they applauded, not the
play,” put in Claud, half jealously.
“ We shall see whatahe Planet says about
it tomorrow,” she returned, with a glance
at Mr. Dane, who had come round from the
front to offer congratulations.
He looked at her curiously. “ Why do'
you mention that paper in particular f"
“ Well, because it is one of the most im-
portant and influential, and because—I have
a presentimcnt that the notice will be favor-
able.” -
“Do not be vexed if it is otherwise,” he
:replied gently. She glanced athim inquir-
ingly, but he only smiled as he shook hands,
and added in an undertone—~" Adieu—till
to-morrow i” , , , '
Kensington Gardens on a bright May
morning. '
The sunbeams lay warm and golden on the
daisied turf,the birds were twittering volubly
among the young green leaves, and a: thrush
was singing his sweet .“ full-throated‘” song
as unrestrainjedlyas if London were a bun-
dred miles away.
Oliver Dane was first at the trysting place.
He stood at 'the margin of the Round
Pond, watching the‘wate'rfowl, and listening
to the thrush; glancing now and then down
the path where he expected Edith to appear. -
It lay in shadow, except at the far end,
where a gleam of sunlight struck across it.
That shadowed vista seemed to him an image
of his own life—which, for all its success,
had been sunless and solitary; and the far-
off gleam was the hope that had brightened
it of late with “the light that never was on
sea onshore.”
As the fancy crossed his mind he saw her
approaching under the noble old trees.
“ ‘ She is coming, my life, my fate,’ " he
murmured to himself, with a smile as he
went forward to meethcr. '
The smile faded as he approached her;
there was something in her face which
puzzled him—a cold, impassive expression
that seemed to disguise it like a mask.
“You are not well?” he said, looking at
her earnestly as they shook hands.
‘ “I am a little tired.”
“I am not surprised to hear it,'aftcr your
exertions last night. But the triumph you
won was well worth the effort. It—" '
“You shall congratulate the another time,”
she interrupted, with a faint smile. “I have
just been reading the newspaper critics, and
I feel that my head will ,not stand more flat-
tery at present."
“Well, it was not to speak of the play that
I asked you to meet me this morning," he re-
sponded, drawing her hand through his arm;
“but of a subject which concerns me more
nearly. Edith, what I have to say can be
told in three words, but they carry a heart-
ful of meaning—I love you.”
He paused, looking down at her, but she
didnot speak, and her face was averted.
"That. confession has been near my lips
many times before te-day, but I hesitated to
speak, fearing to lose your friendship and
gain nothing in exchange. But lately—may
I confess that I have had hopes? Edith, I
have loved you from the first moment I saw.
you, and ever since, you have been the cen-
tre of all my hopes and desires. You do
notspeak. Perhaps I‘have taken you by sur-
prise? You did not recognize love in the
guise of freindship—nor did I myself at first,”
he added with a serious smile; “my heart
entertained an angel unawares.”
deepbreath and lookedlip. She was pale,
and her eyes Were troubled, but there was
the same unfamiliar expression on her face
which he had noticed at first; something
cold and almost hostile.
“Answer me, dear,” he id, pressing her
hand to his side. .“Will yo be my wife?"
She stopped short and row her hand
away, looking him full in the face for the
first time. » “No.” was her re ly.
Vlle started as if she had at uck him, look-
ing at her ,blankly. “Edith ” he faltered,
“ivhatVdo you mean .9”
“I mean that I cannot acce
he answered deliberately.
For a moment he_could not s
tanned.
eak ; lie felt
pleaée,” he added hastily, before the latter
could speak. “ I am siekwf the subject.
Would that mine enemy had written—a
tragedy l”
Mr. Dane laughed.
“ It ay I be allowed to say that, from what
I have heard, Miss Sylvester will make a
sensation in the part of Boadicea ?"
"‘ Oh, Edith will do well enough,” her
brother'admitted, carelessly; " but thures
are sticks—though, of course, if it succeed
they'will take all the credit, while if it Tai
the fault will be mine.” .
“ You seem in a cynical mood this mor -
ing," his friend observed pleasantly. “‘Y u
had better come and lunch with me at
club. You will take a brighter view of '
after a few glasses of claret. Good-by,” le
added, turning to Edith. “ When next.
on another triumph,” . .
7 '-With a significaht»_ glance of remind he
igpressed her’hand, and followed’her br her
from the, room. ‘ V ,
"That night-the “RbyaI Kensingtcu” was
voted to “ society ” comedies and adap tions
' from the French. The new play was ore of
a success of curiosity, if nothing mor .
The manager‘s spirits rose as he st veyed
the crowded and brilliant house fi to his
box, pointing out various notabil‘ ice to
Cloud, who was too nervous to listc. .
“ Your play will be tried by a selectjnry—
the cream of London society is here tonight."
Mr. Hope added, as the curtain drew up on
“You' refuse inc—coldly, cat-lien] y, will:-
out a word of explanation ?” he "claimed.
"Is any explanation“\ needed I": I am not
conscious of having chcouraged‘ the hopes
you speak of.” '2 ;
“Not purposely,_perhaps, but I‘certainly
thought I had grounds for hope, and only
yesterday, you—Edith,” he broke off,
“what has come between ‘5.” ' '
He took her ’hand, gazi into her face as
if he would read her hear in it. “You are
changed since we parted st night. Have
you heard anything which?”
“You had better not ques 'on me,” she in-
terruptedi “I flunk: answeEd you—that is
enough. ,Please let go my h nd.”
He only held it more c1 ‘Fely, in a grasp
that almost hurt her. i
“Book in my cycs’and tell the that you do
not 10$ me, or I.willgnot, tactile ‘you are in
Icarus ,” hesai'd imperi0ii§l§.,, .. . W
She. lushcd to her forehehd,’ (1‘ Invited her»
face a ray. “You are skepticaifirgqg, replied;
with? forcéd laugh. “I presume. ya, think i
no woman in her senses would refuse, you? 1
am the one exception, which proves tun, mug,
you see.” . '
His face changed suddenly, all the tendbh
ness dying out of it. He dropped her hand
and stepped back from her.
will-iinporllme you no further. Shall we
walk on i’" ‘
They walked in silence to the entrance
then be x'ltlllSOtl. ’
.q shall go abroad shortly, for an indefinite
time, so this is good bye,” he said,putting
the opening scene.
,1:
f _ .../””iti
l out his hand.
As the work of a lad of twenty,“ Boadicea" ,
was certainly a remarkable productiom
audience, but they seem to like carriers,"
“H’m—I‘ would rather the applause came .
A wave of inspiration seemed to‘
When he ceased speaking, Edith drew a -
your offer," '
“I am convinced now,” he said quiet]y_ “Ii
. “Good bye” she- echoed,aand . they parted.
Edith {went herway with no- head erect. and
step not less elastic than usual, but her face
was White and her eyes dim with pain.
“I said I would punish him, and 1 have,"
she muttered; “but I have punished myself
more.” , . .
When she reached home, Claud was dswd-
ling over his late breakfastiith a newspaper
propped up before him. '
“Is that The Planet? I told them notto
give it to you,” she said, anxiously.
“Were you afraid that I should be intoxi-
cated by the flattery of this critique ?" he
asked with a short laugh. '
“It is the cruellest thing that ever was
written l” she exclaimed.
“You haVe no 'rcason to say so,” he re;
marked Willi emphasis.
“Do you think I care to be praised at your
expense ?" To have my acting held up to ad-
miration while your-beautiful play is turned
into ridicule?u I-will never forgive Oliver
Dane for this.” . . \
“Dane!” he echoed, looking at her in as-
tonishment; “do you mean to say Dane
wrote this thing ?” ,,
“So I was told by Mr. Procter.”
He tool? up the paper, frowning doubtfully
as-hc 'ran his eye down the column.
“It is certainly like his style, and I know
that he writes for this paper,” he muttered.
“Bah—so much for ‘friendsnip’l” he added
as he flung it across the- table and left the
room. V
The manager‘s forebodings were realized
that night. Edith’s best eflorts could not,
galvanize the play into life a second time. It
did not die a violent death, howevei‘, but
merely languished forlornly through its five
long acts. to a lame and impotent conclusion.
Claud dissapeared from the theatre before
the curtain fell. He hurried home, hastily
packed anew necessaries in a portmsnteau,
and left the house, informing his mother that
he intended to keep away until his “fiasco”
was forgotten, .
“He would noteven say where he was go-
ing," Mrs. Sylvestertold Edith when she re-
turned. -
“Perhaps he hardly know where he was
going,” Mrs. Sylvester told Edith when she
returned. . '
“Perhaps he hardly knew himself," the
latter replied. “We shall hear from him
seen, no doubt.” ‘
But days passed into weeks and the ex-
pected letter did not come.
Meantime “Boadicea” vanished abruptly
from the bills, and was shortly afterwards
succeeded by a new “society” play, polished
and cynical, which was understood when
been written expressly for Miss Sylvester by
Mr. Frederick- Procter.
' A. sultry sunny midsummer afternoon was
drawing to a close.
There was a flower show at the Horticul-
tural Gardens, and a long line of carriages
was waiting in Exhibition Iloadu The
grounds were still crowded, and the bright
array of summer toilettes rivalled the flowers
in color and variety.
“The best dressed woman here is Miss Syl-
vester,” remarked one of a group of young
men who had turned to look after her.
“And the handsomest,” put in another
voice: “Not one of theflprofessional beauties
can hold a candle to her. Who’s with her 2”
“Fred Procter—author of ‘Hearts and
Coroncts’—don’t you know? They say she
is going to marry him.”
, Edith’s quick ears caught the wordsamdza
sudden color flushed her face. ‘
“The sun makes my head ache,” she said
abruptly to her companion ; “let us find a
seat in the shade.”
They found it presently under some trees,
in a remote part of the grounds, away from
the crowd, but not out of hearing of the Hun-
garian band, which was playing a weird
mournful air'in the minor key.
Taking the fan from her hand the young
man leaned forward with his elbow on his
knee, and fanned her gently, earnestly
watching the beautiful face, which just now
had a clouded look.
“Are you displeased because gossip coup-
les our names ?” he asked at length. She
shrugged her shoulders with the air of lassi-
tude and indifference which had been grow-
ing upon her of late. .
_ “If gossip of that sort troubled me Ishould
never be at peace, Rumor has married me
to half a dozen different people this season.”
"But suppose—suppose I asked you to
make this rumor true ?” he said, after a
pause.
She shook her head.
“No,” she said gently; “ it is impossible
I will not do you the injustice of marrying
you without love.”
“But I am content to wait for that,” he re-
turned, quickly; “it would ‘come in time. I
feel certain. You could not resist such devo-
tions as I should offer you. I don’t pretend
to be worthy of you, Edith ; I am but an in.
different sort of a fellow, I know, but if you
would only give me your hand you could
raise me to a higher level.”
There was genuine emotion in his face, un-
mistakable sincerity in his voice. She
looked at him—and hesitated. She was in a
mood when any change seems a relief. She
felt an impatient longing to get rid of old
memories and associations, and begin life
afresh under new conditions.
He construed her silence as consent, and a
the next moment his expression changed ab-
ruptly, and he muttered under his breafl
something that was certainly not a benedic-V
tion, as he glanced at an approaching figure.
Edith raised her head and saw that it was
Oliver Dane.
Her heart gave a great leap, then sank. It
would only be pain to meet him, cold and
estranged as he would be.
But there was no trace of coldness in Mr.
Dana’s greeting. ’ '
He came forward with hands outstretched,
a cordial smile on his lips, his dark eyes
beaming with pleasure.
“I have been looking for you all over the
grounds,” he said.
She glanced at him in perplexity. He
looked as radiant as if some great good for-
tune hnd befallen him. Had be forgotten—
so soon ?
“I'I thought you were on the otherside of
the Channel,” she answered, with a con-
strained smile, as she gave him her hand.
The young barrister rose, with a stiff bow,
and drew back behind her chair, where he
stodd, looking oddly nervous and ill at ease,
as he triflud with her fan.
“So I was, a few hours ago,” was the reply;
“but I heard something yesterday which—
which decided me to return {it once. I have
just called at your house, and Mrs. Sylvester
told me you were here, with the Hardings.
Claud is at home. I brought him back with
me.”
“Cloud!” she exclaimed, in surprise,
.‘V‘thrc did you meet him?"
: “We came across each other in Paris only
yesterday. He had been living ona fourth
story Viutthe Quartier Latin, like a hero of
the ‘Vie dc Boheme,” but I fancy he was
getting tired of exile, and was not sorry to
see the face of a friend.“
“Did he niept you asalfrien'd ?” she asked
involuntarily. He" smiled, ‘ ,
“Well, not at first, certainly. His manner
_ was even more hostile than your own at. our
last meeting. I found that you had both
beenunder a strange misconception with re-
gard to a critique-on the play, which —”
“Did you not write it ?” she interrupted,
l'iéll‘g as Slit: spoke.
“Certainly not. Mr. Proctor will tell you
that he succeeded the as dramatic critic to
. the Puma: sonic months ago.”
light of triumph sprang into his eyes.‘ But .
5,
She uttered an; exclamation.
he who said—”2; .
“It wasja misuqflerstanding.” Mr. Procter
interposed, hurriedly. “I will explain it
another time. Come dearest,” he added,
drawing her hand through his arm with a
quick glance of triumph as his rival, “shall
we return to your friends?” ’
At the familiar words and action Mr. Dane
started, glancingfiom one 'to the other in-
quiringly. Then his face changed suddenly,
all the brightness fading out of it.
“I perceive that“ I am de trot,” he said
drily. “I will take my leave.”
She snatched her hand away, coloring
hotly. .
“No, no— you don’t understand, she be-
gun; “I——” . ,
“I understand that l have come too late,”
was his reply. Ha, bowed to her gravely and
turned away, without another word.‘ When
they were alone Edith turned to her com-
panion; her face whiteIand her eyes glitter-
ing. ' .
, “You have deceived me,” she said in a low
..tone, of suppressed passion ; “deliberately
and intentionally deceived me,too gain your
own ends. But I shall. not reproach you—I
fear if I said anything I should say to much.
Please leave me, and let. us never meet
again. " .
He turned pale. "You are not going-to
dismiss me in this Way‘l you cannot have the
heart,-'when you know that I love you so
madly-e”
She interrupted him by a look which
seemed to place a gulf between them.
There was a moment’s silence, then he
said in an altered voice: “Edith, I will undo
the mischief I have.» done. He shall know
that you are still Ilree. He will return to»
you__))
She shook her hind.
“He will—he shall! Only say that you
forgive me before Igo,” he pleaded.
She looked at him irresolutely a moment,
then gave him her hand in silence. Glanc-
ing right and left to make sure that no one
was in sight, he pressed it passionately to his
lips. The next moment he was gone.
When Edith reached home she found her
“But it was
wise by his voluntary exile. He saluted his
sister with uuuluabefi‘usion.
“Have you seen .Dsns P" be inquired, after
their first greetings had been. exchanged ';
“he rushed 011', declaring he could not. rest
till he had set himself right with you. He is
the best fellow in the world IV Mother, did I
tell you that he was going to start a new
paper and I am to be on thestaflf f" .
Mrs. Sylvester looked doubtful. “ I
should hardly havejhought journalism was
suited to youhdeari With you:—'—‘-‘”
“ Don’t say ‘ genius,’ ” the lad interrupted,
with a laugh and a blush. ~ “You Vinake uie
feel such a sorry impositor. Dane has more
whole body.”
At. this his mother raised her eyebrows
and his sister smiled. Such modesty in-
Claud was as rare as it was refreshing. .
After dinner Edith left them, on the plea
of a headache, and retreated to the morning
room, where she threw herself on the couch,
burying her face inher hands. It was true
that her head. achcd, but her heart ached.
too, as it never had in her life before, with a
pain of vain regret rind desolate longing. .
The shadows slithered round ‘her as she
not hear the door open, and started.when a
voice at. her side uttered her name. '
“Who is it ?" she asked,- as she rose,
peering doubtfully at the intruder.
\“It is I,” the voice replied, and two
warm, firm hands clasped her own. She
relief. '
“Oliver I” .
He drew her to him, putting back the dis-
ordered hair from her forehead.
“ We seem fated to misunderstand each
other, Edith, you and I," he said, gently.
“ Is it true what Procter has j ust told me—
that you refused him this afternoon on the
ground that your love was given elsewhere ?”
She bent her head in assent.
“Now, dear,” he continued, putting her
away from him so that he could look into
her face, “let there be no more shadows
between us; tell me—is it I who have your
heart?”
.She looked at him with eyes that shone
like stars through the dusk. “ You had it
lung ago,” she whispered. And last he
should retain any lingering doubt on the
subject, she put her arms around his neck
and drew his dark face down and kissed him.
A Bowery photographer in New York has
has suddenly jumped into a lucrative busi-
ness in making cheap photographs. His
“speciality,” which is the scent of his suc_
case, is letting costly seal skin sacks, Gains-
borough hats and other finery to his“sub-
jacts.” who are mostly poor shop girls, to
make their pictures showy. The special
charges which he makes for these. privileges,
which offer a temptation which few girls can
resist, bring him in great profits. “The only
difficulty in the business,” he says, “is to get
the sealskin sack and silk cloak of! the girls
when its got on. They have a bad way of
hanging round and looking in the glass, and
keeping a Whole line of anxious sitters wait-
ing.” . ~
The daughter of a wealthy citizen of Buf-
falo quarreled with her father and left her
home. , A large reward was offered for her
discovery, and the detectives soon found her,
doing kitchen work in a Detroit family. Her
employer was very Ioth (to give her up, she
had proved such an efficient and industrious
servant.
Revenue cutters—The tariff commission.
“Please hang up,” is the polite telephonic
for “Hold your tonguc.”-—2Vera Mexican.
The man who scissors off coupons in the
genuine revenue cutter,—Burlfngton Heroic.
eye.
When luck knocks at the door, it often
finds the man inside too lazy to lift the
latch.——— l'V/zz'tchall Times.
“ There,” she said, waving the marriage
certificate in the air, “there is the flag of
our union l”-—Pll2'ladelphia Chronicle Herald.
Judging from the constancy shown by the
N evv York Herald reporter to Mrs. Langtry,
we should judge that he is laboring under
the impression that he is viewing the transit
of Venus—New Haven Register.
“No," she said, “it Wasn‘t a seat in my
pew that I grudged, but I didn't like the
woman. Good heavensI'I didn’t want poo-
pis to think she was afriend of mine and
that I consorted with a woman who wore
such an atrocious and old-fashioned bon-
net l”—Boaton Post.
It is a law among certain tribes of Indians,
as the Omahas, Iowas, 0:03 and Missouris,
that a widow must remain four years before
rte-marrying. It is unnecessary to state that
a woman of those nations is very careful of
a husband while she has one in the house.—
Lawell Citizen.
An msthetic Washington lady who moves
in the best society of the capital, lives in a
suite of rooms and does her own cooking on
an oil stove. The fact that she has her
kitchen hung with Japanese fans—two for
five cents—'45 what saves hen—Philadelphia
News. -
“Romancer :” How shall you know
whether a young lady and gentleman of your
acquaintance are really engaged, even if they
deny the charge? V Easy enough. Just no-
tice if he smokes a cigar while walking with
her on the street.‘ If he does, it is allfixed.
—— .otwll Citizen. '
A Chinese coin 3,000 years old has been
found by gold miners digging a shaft in
British Columbia. This would seem to indi-
cate that the anti-Chinese act is intended to
exclude the Celestials from camping-grounds
which they occupied this continenv.‘V2,500
“yours before the birth of olutn' --C’mcin-
null [Saturday Night. "
:Illv‘n
. . if
mother, rejoicing over the return of the tru V .
ant. who seemed rather improved than other-7‘
talent in his little finger than I have in my‘
lay, feeling numbed and é‘t'upificdt- Shc'did ~
caught her breath with a sob of joy and
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Mum street, 3 doors from Unmn avenue.
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D E N T I s 'I‘ ,
onlco and Residence No. 9 West Ave.
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Audhus not outstandmga Dollarof unpaidlosses
or of claims for losses.
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Insures against loss and'damage byFire, on terms
adopted to the hazard and consistent with the
laws of compensation. COWLES a MEftitILL,
Soie‘gcnts for Nor-walk and Vicinity.
J. Beiden Hurlbutt,
Attorney all} Counsellor altar,
Boom No. 4, Up Stairs,
GAZETTE BUILDING, NOR‘VALK-
. Notice.
THE undersigned having sold out all his inter-
est iu the Hardware, and House and Sign
Painting Business heretofore conducted by him
at No.30 Main sr.,to ~his son, William Hindley,
Jr.,would return his thanks to this community
for the patronage accorded him and respectfully
ask for a. continuance of the same to his succes-
sor. Persons having unsettled accounts with the
subscriber are requested to call and scttlcthe
same immediately. .
WILLIAM HINDLEY.
Norwalk, Jan. 16th, 1882.
‘ HABLES s. nOCKWoon,
Fashionable Draper and Iailnlli
AND
GENT S ’ FURNISHING EMPORIUJ!
Main Street ,Norwalk, Conn.
_ Geo. Ward Selleck,
Has in his New Store,
IIAIIDEIBIIDIIII’S HEW Block, WALL STREET,
A complete assortmentof the best class of
GROCERIES. PROVISIONS, FRUITS,
&c.,for family use,“ Popular Prices. His stock
‘is at all times fresh and goodmnd will stand com-
parison with those at any Grocer in town. (lull
in and leave your orders. sstl‘
Notice.
HE subscriber would announce that he has
disposed of his well-known Livery Stable
and equipments to his son Horace L. Darin, who
wiil hereafter run the establishment himself.
Grat'el'ul and thankful for the long continued
patronage bestowec upon him by the public, the
subscriber would request. a. continuance of the
same to hissuccessor. feeling confident that he
will merit and deserve the confidence ot‘the pub-
lic generally.
WILLIAM E . DANS.
Norwalk, Oct. “11.1581.
R E M O V .A. In I
To the Basement 61‘ 58 ‘Vall Street,
Next door below Jackson Brothers’.
E. .BEAOE, . cl
House and Sign ’ainting, *
Paper Hanging and Kalsomimng,
' Residence—Lewis Street.
NORWALK, CONN.
All work entrusted to me shall be promptly
reasonably and well done. A share of the public
patronage solicited. 33:1
Mullings Bras,
flai'riages a Wagons
‘ IIIADE TO ORDER.
0
Repairing in all its Branches.
o.a. MULLINGS J.s.MUL1.INoi-‘
Carriage Making
- AND .
3 El P A I RING .
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.,P_r_.._T-.. E_.-.SWIFT. .. _. . ...
, REAL ESTA-rial.
Fog Sale or to Let.
.'~,’\./\ *sz.
Furnished or Unfurnished,
IIE House on East. Avenue, occupied by Mrs.
0. S. Ferry. Enquire on the rcmlses, or of
48ft JAMES .IlTOIiELL:
, For Sale Cheap.
ILL bc soldat a Bargain, if_appiied for soon
, a small, neat Cottage, of six rooms. in good
neighborhood, and three minutes’ walk of the
Bridge. Apply at GAZETTE OFFICE;
To Let.
THElargc, commodious front roomVIn Gazette
Building just vacated by Francls‘hlclfcon.
Full particulars of
B. J. STUIIGES.
For Sale Or to Rent.
HE \vcll‘known Farm at Wiullipauk, formerly
T owned by Morgan T.Smith, is offered for
sale or to rent. The Farm contains some 40 acres
of improved land, in good condition, a commodi-
one and convenient residence, barns,&c. Pos-
session iven immediately. Price low and-terms
easy. or further particulars enquire at the
FAIRFIELDCOUNTY NATIONAL BANK. ii
To Let.
THE Large Hall. recently occupied by the Odd
Fellows, at the low yearly rental of 8100.
Full particulars prthc agent, 13. J. STURGES,
No. 4 Gazette Building.
For Sale or to Rent.
A House, and. One Age of Land, on Prospect
‘ . ill.
May be had on reasonable terms. Apply to
'~ l ‘ ' E. \V. STUART.
Norwalk. March 16th, 1881. V 12
Farm for Sale;
1113 subscriber-wiil sell the wcl known David
‘ St. John Farm with all the Stock, Tools and
Growing Crops. Merit of the price can remain on
mortgage. For full )articulars address
mt . GEOJ‘. B LDEN, Winnlpauk,Conn.
Farm , for Sale.
HE subscriber offers his Farm forsulc, situa-
ted in the Town of Greenfield, in Saratoga.
00., 1n the state of. New York,~ nino:milcs from
Saratoga Springs. Itis pleasontly.situated on
a rise of ground, 95 acres 'of land, which is favor-
ably divided ipto pasture, plow, meadow and
wood land; With a large house; the size of the
barn 30 by 40, wagon house and stunting, hay loft
over the same, 23 by 4:3, and gunnery 16 by 18.
Will he sold cheap; part of the purchase money
can remrin on mortgage if desired, or will ex-
change tor-village property. Forfurther articu-
liars inquire of S LAS P. TUTI‘ E,
:15). N orwafk. Conn,
A Very desirable place on EastAvenue. - .
‘ Also, a. few choice Building Lots sttuatedon
Osborn Avenue. for. sale cheap. . .- ‘
Also. a. nicely locatedVHousc and Lot on Mere
win Street near-West Avenuéflor sale at a bar-
gain, Enquire of .. .
‘ . OSBORN,East Avenue,
S. E
tin or to D. W,Fitch, W est Avenue. V
CHOICE
F‘OB. SALE
On Wilton Avenue.
Apply to
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P. W. BATES.
AT Ins
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Marblettlallilelalll,
On Water .Street,
3.18 NEW DESIGNS m
Head Stones. Monuments and
8! kinds of Memorial Work.
CALL AND SEE TIEEM. 10!
Howard, S. Betts,
Pharmacist,
P 111‘ e D r u. g s ,
Prescriptions a Specialty.-
Toilet and Fancy Articles,
GOBNER DRUG STORE,
Norwalk. 001113..
E... SMITH,
if L it It. I S T ,
EAST stop or MAIN STltEET,SOUTB
or RAILROAD,
City ofSouth Norwalk, Conn.
Plants and Flowers at all seasons
Flown-a o )- Funerals furnished and
tastefully arranged so order at ohon
notice .
IRON FENCES.
[IE SUBSCRIBER having returned to Nor-
walk, and located at 26 Leonard street. is
prepared to furnish Wrought lr_on Fenc-
ing'of all styles, of the best material upd heat
wprkmanshi p. at reasonable prices. Havm i: had
many years of experience in the making thereof
he feels confident t at he can satisfy all demands.
Estimates and plans cheerfully furnished.
EPHRAIM M. MERRITT.
Nonwaik, Aug. 1882.
Sheet Music 5 Gts.
A large assortment of
SILIE ORNAJII ENTS,
' Just Received.
Artists’ Itiaterials a Specialty
Andrew Sellcck,
Bookseller and Stationer,
4.9 Wall St., Norwalk, Conn. ,
Horse. 5 ho eing.
WILLIAM McCORMACK.
No. 111 Main St. Norwrlk.
Shoein in all its branches guaranteed to .b
done in t. a best manner. Specialattcntton paid
to interfering, or lender footed horses. All work
war-rented. Give us acail. lyup
AGENTS "astrasisl‘ais‘iz‘ntis;
works of character: :5,
low In rice; selling 35!: needc everywhere: Liberal terms.
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NE W MARKET I
No. 6 Main street, Norwal, Ct.
THE new or
Beef, Veal, Mutton, Lamb, Pork,
RAMS, POULTRY, &c.. always on hand at w ry
lowest market prices. GAME ofall kinds in its
season. Try me; I Will try to suit
6m45 W. F. Luck woo I), late wtthA dams Bros.
Dr. I). Hitchcock,
Cor. of West Avenue and
Berkeley Place,
Third house below the Methodist Church.
Office Hours from 7 to 9 a. m., 2 to 3. and 7 to 8
n. m.
Purchasing, Agent antibiotic,
HE subscribers will act as Purchasing Agents
and Messengers between Norwalk and N \v
York, dail . Orders and packages received at.
Theodore {napp’s, South Nor-walk, and Bone-
dict’s News Room, Post'Ofiice, Norwalk.
EDWIN K. SELLECK, with James McCreer) Sr.
00., takes 6 o’clock train.
D. R. SELLECK. takes 7:45 a.m. train.
PENSIONS
Pensions and Bounties got for
all Soldiers of my own and other
Regiments, &c.
W. H. NOBLE,
BRIDGEPORT, CONN.
0. ’i‘. beenarti fr Son,
COAL, WOOD,
Masoszs’ dialer/£0 ls,
OE racemes-rus- I? 13.93::
For Drains,Sewers, W ells, &c. ,
At Lowest Cash Prices.
Drains and Wells Dag and Piped
V . AlsoSoleAgentfor
Patent Tindcr “Food,
The Cheapest and Best Kindling out . Tryit
‘Lsnamvnaoum Guam-ran'ran. rrrs
PERFECTLY EALTEF‘UL, am) rrsVV
name. commas CANNOT m: smassan.
For Sale by all Grocers. .
'MaigStroot, South Norwaik‘,ffl{
-.. \.
have an invention or dis—
fi'Branch Office at H. S. Betts’ DrugStore
covcry obtain a patent and
roan the benefits. The
I g u‘lNVENTUR’S MANU-
AL,” sent free ounpplication. will tell
you now
to proceed. All cases beforethe Patoyfl'OIhce
’ and Courts receive skiiltniuttcntion. » erms ac-
, And melody on my tongue!
I have crossed the hill at the turn of life;
I have borne the burden and heat of strife;
I know that my hair is turning gray,
Hush! There are footsteps upon the stair;
My sons and daughters stain the room;
And none is the soft regrotful gloom;
A song for Middle Age.
Br LXLLIE l. BARR.
I am just a little weary to night,
Sitting alone in the waning light,
Alone in the silent room; '
And my eyes are full of unshed tears
For the hopes and dreams of sweet, dead
years, -
Year! lost in a tendir gloom.
Oh, to think how my memory strays
Back and back to the beautiful days,
The days when I was young;
When Hope I were never apart,
When love made melody in my heart,
Never again shall I dream such dreams ;
See such meadows and woods and streams,
Or carry a. heart so glad.
I'm tired and a little sad.
I feel I our growing old tc-day,
And my heart sinks wearily:
When the sweetest rose of life is dead,
When song is over and beauty fled,
Ah ! what has life left for me?
Hush'l There are sounds on the soft still air,
And I forget to complain.
I am glad and young again.
Pollyehd mit‘y‘ksd Jack and Chris—
All of them waiting a mother's kiss,
All tenderly full of fears;
Then quite forgotten were youthful joys.
I was well content with my girls and boys,
Content with my fifty years.
An Accommodating Railroad.
Several days ago a stranger made his ap-
pearance at the Union depot and asked Officer
Button how long before a Grand River Val-
ley train would goout.
“In about twenty minutes,” was the reply.
. “ Then I’ll have time to. acts drink, won’t
I 2"
“Youlwill.”
“That’s good. I always prefer to travel
on a stiff horn of whiskey.” .
He returned in five, minutes, wiped his
mouth on the back of his hand, and asked:
“ Has any train gone yet ?"
“No, sir -; you still have fourteen minutes
to spare.” ‘ z
“ Thot’p good, and I guess I’ll go back £0
a iittic'abrandyz” ,
.~When he again returned he felt in good
spirits, and ascertain: that he still hadliix
minutes to spare, he said:
“‘Novv, that’s what I call liberslnnd I‘ll
lay in one more drink.” _ N ,
The last one proved to be nibrcthsn he
could bear up under, and he was not seen
again for three hours. Then hdcsmc round
witha wobble in his gait and musical-tail:
look in Ill: eyes. and asked: .
- “Shay, what time does that Gran' River
/ .Yslley train go out. i’"
' ““In about four hours.”
.jtFo' hours ? Why, that'ilgive time to get
d ' lsfigain. Most ’commodating‘rsilroad I
ever sailfish ‘2” '
“ Yes.”
“ Shay, I doan’ want to be mean. Go’n
tell ’fl' Superintendent. he needn’t wait for me
any longer 'cause ’t may delay other's. He’s
a zhentleman, he is, an’ I’m a'zhentlemau, I
am, but when a zbentlemnn holds a train for
me mos’ half a day I can’t impose on him any
longer. Shay, do you ever cry when you get
zhruak? I do, and if you’ve no ’jeclnhunl
I’ll cry now. "
No objection being .made, he cried—Dr
trait Free Press.
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A N ttro-Glycerine Factory.
Near the village of Tweed, Ontario and at
the water’s edge of Stoco Lake, is a fair sized
unpretentious, ,isolated, wooden building,
the appearance of which would cause I
stranger to inquire why such a good building
was erected in such isolated locality and
why it was so closely guarded, as a solitary
watchman day and night the year round
checks the steps and inquires the business of
the curious .as they stray near. As the eye
passing upward reads “Nitro-glycerine fac-
tory, very dangerous I" in big letters above
the door, the use for which the building is
intended and the necessity for watchful can
over it is apparent. At the door were can
lying iron casks bheeted inside with lead
and in the cash are imported the pure
glycerin and ,mixed acids used in the
, fmtory. ,
A cask of mixed acid is hoisted up by
machinery to the upper story and dumped
into a mixing tub, in which thumbing
blades are moved by rI crank turnedbyl
man who is stationed ink tight" box and has
in front or him a thermometer. As the
glycerine Vruus into the acid, a viporil
engendered in which life scarcely supporh
able, hence the man turning the mail!
stationed in}: close box. The acid and
glycerine in their admixture rapidly host and
the compound has to be toned down by cold
water or ice, henm'the greatest watchfulnell
is necessary at this point; as the heatil
allowed to run up to 80 dog, and as nitro-
glycerine explodes at 90 deg, there remains
but 10 deg. of heat between the known and
eternity, or, as the manager reworked, if the
heat was allowed to run up to 90 deg. they
would not have time to pocket their mouth
to say good-by.
It is needless to say that, while the work
is going on: strangers are never allowed to
enter the building, as it is necessary that
every man should have his individual atten-
tion at such times upon his work. “Strict
rules govern our men,” remarked the manu-
ger. “ as theglesst venture at experimenting
would leave no one to tell how the accident
happened.” The nitro-glycerine thus manu-
factured has an explosive force ten times
greater than that of blasting powder, and is
used on very heavy work, but we sell very.
little in that shape, remarked the manager,
as it is run down a tunnel to the room below,
where it is manufactured into dynamite,
dualin, or vigorite, all of which have nitro-
glycerincjas their basis, but are known by
difi'crent names to designate the degree of
power. As rapidly as possible the nitro-
glycerine is mixed with charcoal, wood-pulp,
or other mixtures, and reduced into acorn-
modity more readily handled; for, although
danamite is understood to be extremely dan-
gerous to handle, it is rammed into the car-
tridges with a stick, with as little apparent
fear of the result as would be the case were
the substance so much dirt.
The cartridges are made to held from:
pound to two pounds each, and are carefully
packed each day and taken to an isolated
magazine owned by the company. The out-
.put of the factory is about 1,000 pounds
daily now, but the owners expect shortly to
increase the capacity to meet the require.
int-ms of a rapidly increasing demand,as this
is the only factory of the kind in Out»: In,
and the development of the mines has Illpltil)’
ii cussed the rimmed, as blasting with pow.
del has bier. lllhl‘ri irtilcly superseded by
the use of (lJ'ltnthIlt‘, which u- out only more
efficacious, but also..saier to li:il.dle.' The
manager remarked: "‘VIVhove to pay my men
large salaries, slthough‘théfijtfqi‘f‘i‘ji’s compara-
tively light, as a" very sligltifdccideut would
put them out of the wli'yfof drawing their
salaries. I have-worked in die business'foh‘v
the past seven years, “gan1-ogvu.3i‘mili-mf*
commodating. .0 inion-goncu-ning‘ ntsntabilit
free. Address‘JKnnuc' as 'Co..pSoIicitors 05;,
imam-9.0.
Placenta and Counselors in Patent Causes, 2%“?
Al ‘clna as well ‘Vas_this;~one'here,‘ butfifi-thii:
Lb; ,, a life is‘the manor vi " '—
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