BRITISH RECRUITING. Secretly Carried 011 in This Country Dur- . ing the Crlmean War. In the North American continent the spirit of adventure is. strong. During the Crimean war I was an attache at the Washington legation, and, as this was about 40 years ago, I do not sup- pose that I am disclosing any secrets in saying what then occurred. We re-' ceived orders to recruit a force for‘ . the Crimea. This was a. fad of L01d Panmure, who was then war minis ter. Sir John Crampton, our minister, vainly wrote to explain that this might get us into trouble with the United States government. The only reply was the order to obey. So we did. I was sent to New York to look after the recruiting there. We had a ship in the. harbor and we found no difficulty in filling it. A recruiter got five dollars per man, and the man five dollars, ac- companied with many promises of good things. When the ship was full it was sent to Nova Scot-ia, where we had as governor an old soldier with the repu- tation of being able to knock any regi- ment into shape. The government of the United States soon got wind of our proceedings at New York, and at Niag-’ era, where we had a Hungarian em- ployed to slip recruits across the fron- tier. The‘ result was that the mem- bers of the legation at IVashington and - the consuls at New York and one or two other places received their pass- ports. What particularly amused me was that the consul at' New York had had nothing to do with the matter. But we had elaborated a far grander scheme. We had found a sort of fill.- busterin-g general, who had agreed to provide us with several thousand men, who were to be recruited in Texas and the adjoining southern states. These were to be commanded by the general. The negotiations went off, because while we were prepared to give him the local rank of general in the Crimea he insisted upon» being made what- he called a full general in the British army. To this we could not assent. I could never discover what became of my New York recruits. They were landed in Nova Scotia, and shortly aft- erwards the governor telegraphed that they had rebelled, and that he was go~ ing to take steps to reduce them to a fitting state of discipline. This was the last heard of them. The governor was somewhat of a dunl derheaded man. We wanted (I forget why) to have a ship sent from Nova Scotia to Jamaica. We had a cipher dic- tionary, but I could not find the word Wnnkny.NORWALKI SONG. A robin sang; The dull world awakened from its sleep, Cast off its robe of winter sadness; The leaves from bondage’ gan to peep, The brooks o’erflowed in jolly madness; All nature listened to the warning, All laughed with glee in springtime‘s morn- ms. When robin sang. A poet sang; It was a song that reached the heart Of many a man, of every woman, It was the fruit of perfect art, It showed a power divinely human, , His name was known to all; and then Fame 011 her tablets wrote it, when, The poet sang. A mother sang; Two little eyelids blinked and drooped, And bright curls nestled on her breast, Contentment's bounty richly trooped; Sweet innocence found loving rest. The slumber fairies tiptoed near, And all the angels stopped to hear When mother sang. —Charles E. Cook, in Troy Press. HIS REFORMATION. BY HAROLD P. NICKERSON. Henry Dyson was alone in his little office at. the. back end of his place of business. The hour was late, and all his employe-s had gone. Mr. Dyson was a pleasant-looking man of about 35 or 40, and his fellow townsmen frequently pointed to him with pride as a self-made man. But, while everybody had a. good word for Henry Dyson, very few people spoke well of his brother, Tom. On the night. our story opens the mer- chant was waiting for his graceless brother, and as the hours rolled on the frown on his'face grew deeper. “I can: do nothing with Tom,” he said, as he paced the floor impatiently. “I have given him every possible chance, but he grows more idle and dissipated every day. Perhaps I ought not to wait for him, but he was so urgent in his re- quest for an interview to-night that I could not refuse. Poor fellow! What new trouble can he be mixed up in ?” The front door opened and a young man entered quietly, and, after a furtive glance round the store, proceeded to the office. “W ell, Tom?” said Henry Dyson “I am here, you see, ” 1eplied Tom. “I suppose,” said Henry, “it is useless to ask why you are so late or where you have been during the last two days ?” Tom looked nervous and his eyes fell. “That is neither here nor there,” he answered, in a swaggering way. “I Jamaica in it, so I telegraphed the code words for “jam” and “acre.” This was too much for the governor’s intelli- gence. Again and again he telegraphed to ask where the ship was to go; again and again I tele~1 “plied back, iefer- ring him to the cod; \..1'ds for “jam’ ’—' “acre? Finally we had to send a mes sen-ger with a letter.——Lond0n Truth. The steamer betw een \ew York and Marseilles, in SO11 th I 1ance,t1 3 674 knots during the 1 0y age. m 815 ‘ ~ \ 9' be)“ M 111111 11111111111111 "ETWEEN NORWALK. SO. NORWALK NEW YORK Propellers city of Norwalk, Vulcan and Eagle. Leave Norwalk at 5 p. 111. Leave So. Norwalk at 6 p. m. Leave New York, Pier 23, E. R., Beekman St., 5 pl m, IIEIIE’S YDDB DIIMIDE. A fine building lot on Wilton ave- nae. If you intend to build, look at this before purchasing. Water, gas and sewer on the avenue. Will be sold at a Bargain. W. H. BYINGTON, 111.11.11.11. and Insurance, Realm-Iiiriéazettef B’l’d.-. . . muttered, have had some. business of my own to look after, and I knew that you were not short of help in the store." “Well, what is it?” asked Henry, ab- ruptly. ' "Brother,” Tom broke out, hurriedly and in a. faltering voice, “I must have some money—at least $200.” “I wonder where you will get it?” Henry rejoined. “You will not get an- other dollar from me—that is certain. Why should I toil here and economize in order to furnish you with funds to be lost at the gaming table '2” “If I do not get. this money,” said V Tom, turning very pale, “I shall have to leave the country." “A good thing for the country, then," snapped Henry. “Don’t let me interfere with your traveling plans.” Tom seemed to fall all to pieces at this reply. He made one more effort. “I hope you are not hard up your- self?” he said. “I was never getting along better," responded the merchant, “but that has nothing to do with the case.” He pulled open the door of the iron safe and pointed to a little tin box. “Do you see that?” he asked. “Well, that box contains 20 crisp $500 bank notes. I drew the money from the bank to-day for an investment. No, Tom, I am prospering, but I am tired of your endless drain upon my purse. It must stop, and now is the time." Henry rose from his chair and went into a little closet for his overcoat. In an instant, before a man could count three seconds, Tom had drawn the flat tin box from the safe and slipped it into the breast of his heavv overcoat. His brother slowly emerged frorn the closet and put on his overcoat. Then he closed the door of the safe with a. click. “I am ready to go,” he said. “You have no further business with me, I presume ?” “No, sir,” Tom responded, with apale, determined face. “Neither now nor lat-er; good-by.” “Good-by, old fellow,” said Henry, with a yawn. Tom walked out of the store without another word, hanging the door after him. “I know him,” soliloquized the mer- chant. “He will not leave here. He will be here to-m01 row with a new proposi- tion. Perhaps, after all, I had better look into his affairs and give him an- other chance." He walked slowly out of the store and locked the door. A glance up and down the street showed him that Tom was not in sight, and he then quietly made his way to his home and straightway went to bed. After leaving the store Tom hugged the tin box to his breast. and walked at a rapid pace. “It was an awful thing to do,” he “but I had to have money, and I. helped to make some of it for my lucky brother.” - The young man sped onward through the deserted streets of Paineville until he reached the river. He crossed the bridge and started up the hill on the other side. His plan was plain enough. He was going to the railroad station to take the train for New York. Suddenly he pulled up with a. jerk. He took the box from under his coat. “Hang it!” he exclaimed. “I must have been mad. I am no thief, and I will cut my throatbefore I .Will become one. There is but one thing'- to do. I will return the box back to my brother, confess my folly and then leave him forever.’ He turned. and retraced his steps“ ‘ , When he reached the bridge he paused , L, . -' a . .51 . 4 . f a moment 'and looked into the dark waters below. “I may find peace there,” he said, gloomily. He leaned over the railing and listened to the swift-rolling current. “My God!” he cried. “The box—the box!” It had slipped. through his fingers, and already the rushing waters were carrying it far from him. I For a few moments Tom ran in the di- rection of his brother’s house and then wheeled about and ran back to the bridge. His first impulse was to throw himself into the river. “I am a fool!” he cried. “Suicide will not restore the money. I must be a man now if there is any manhood in me!” Across the river and over the hill into the thick darkness of the night- the guilty fugitive fled. Mile after mile he walked like a madman. The lights of the city disappeared from view, and Tom found himself wandering in an unfamiliar locality. Again the river came insight, and the wretched man decided to follow its course. He would go anywhere, to get beyond his brother’s reach, and the eyes of those who kne v him. Thus the light of day found him, but it was not likely that anyone along the river side would recognize him. There were few dwellings, and the peo- ple he met were farmers, who were not disposed to be unpleasantly inquisitive. So the half-crazed man rushed on through the day, till, at nightfall, he limped wearily into a small seaport town. Henry Dyson made every effort to find his missing brother. When he thought of the pained look in Tom’s eyes the night the poor fellow left, he re- proached himself for allowing him to go away without a kind word of en- couragement. Henry Dy son engaged detectives, and the newspapers published an account of Tom’s mysterious disappearance. But it was of no avail. There was no trace, no clew, and, after a year or two, the meicliant came to the conclusion that his brothe1 .v as a dead man. Henry Dyson continued to prosper. He married happily, and, in the course of time, little children came to make his home still brighter. Twenty years had rolled away, when, one night, the merchant found himself alone in his olfice, writing a letter. As he leaned back in his chair, to take a moment’s rest, he thought of the night, a score of years before, when Tom visited him there, to make a last appeal. Tears came into the rich man’s eyes. “He was my own brother,” he sobbed, “and I acted like a brute. How easy it would have been for me to pay his lit- tle debts. Then I could have watched over him, and, in time, my love. would have touched his heart, and he would have turned out all right. But it is too late now to think of those days." The door opened with hardly a creak, and the merchant would not have known it but for the rush of cool air. He rose from his chair just intime to greet a visitor, who walked intcw the oflicc without even a knock on the door to herald his approach. Henry Dyson looked upon him in speechless astonishment. If he could trust his eyes, this was Tom Dyson, but not the Tom of 20 years ago. He was an. old man, with a wrinkled face and white hair. “Brother,” said the visitor, holding. out his hand, “are you; glad to see me ‘2” With a joyous exclamation the other caught him in his embrace, and then seated him in a chair. “This is a glad hour for me, Tom,” he said. “I had given you up for dead, and I have, all these years, been re-- proaching myself for my harshness to you that night, you know.” “Hold on!” cried the other, excited- kindness until I have made restitution. Here, in t‘ iis package, you will find the sum 1 took from the safe in the little tin box. It. has taken me these 20 years to make it, but here it is at last.” “But I do not understand,” interrupt- cd Henry. “Oh, but you must,” replied his brother. “When you turned away to) get your coat that night, I slipped the box out of the safe and concealed it. Then you closed the safe, unconscious of your loss, and I left you.” “But the box was empty!” shouted Henry. “Impossible!” answered Tom, “for you told me that it contained $10,000. Well, I rushed off with the box, but repented, and was on my way to return it when I carelessly let it slip into the water when I crossed the river. Now you know why I ran away and con— cealed myself. I had but one object—— to make enough money to pay you back, and then I would ask your for- giveness.” “Oh, how foolish! ” said Henry. “Why, man, I found in the morning that my. book keeper .had taken the money from the box and carried it bad: to the bank that afternoon, when he found that I was not going to use it until the next day. I missed the empty box, but I never connected that with your disap- pearance.” “Then this money—” “Is yours,” said Henry. “But, even if you had lost my money, as you sup- posed, you should have come back to me. I sometimes talked roughly to you, but you ought to have known how I loved you, Tom.” The two white-haired men sat there till midnight, talking about old times and making their plans for the future. “You must live with me, Tom,” said Henry, as he took him home. “I can’t trust you out of my sight again.” And, Tom gave his promise, rejoiced that his reformation had brought about a. recbnciliation with his brother.——N. Y. Weekly. —All foods should be carefully chewed, because the gastric juice is thus enabled the better to do its work. ly, “you must not overwhelm me with ‘ SJ It cures Catarrh, even in serious cases. To get immediate relief in Ca.- tarrh, or 'a. hard “cold in the head,” just put a. bit of Salva-‘cea (runs-um) the size of a pea, into each nostril. It’s the quickest remedy for " Piles, ‘ Skin Diseases, Ulcers, Bulls, Burns, Sore Throat, Bruises, Earachc, Shillings, Headache, Sprains, Slralns. Two sizes, 25 and so cents. At druggists, or by mail. Tn: Bwnnnu Co., 974 CANAL 57., N. Y. J. D. Jennings. 'UNDEKTAKER 1 Knight street. opposite Street Railway Depot 111: L1. A1 OFFICE. I l LIGHT PARCEL and LUbKWDODS PACKAGE DELIVERY Gheaprates. Will also take orders for mes ouugel‘ service in New Y.ork Goods called 01 and delivered ti“, all parts of the town, Orders received 11”!) Veed’s Drug Store Wall Street. with telephone connec tion un- [ '3" o... n LOCKWOOD. 1311111111. 1111101111. BANK, 346 WALL 31., N OR WALK. 7 ORPORATED SEPT. 1, 2876. nx’l'I’AL. :- - - - - - $100.00C 11oz M. HOLMES. President. . .1... Burns. Viceol’resident. WILLIAM A. CURTIS. Cashier DIRECTORS : unGE M. HOLMES, H. E. DANN, h. Cnxmcmlm. J. T. Pnowxrr S. H. HOLME 5.1.1. Borne, ' J . Consms.2.l=n. Ulscaml Day, Saturday. Having purchased the Market oij. J. VVADHAMS, I have grestocked the same with 2 Meats, Fish WADIMES. IIAS SDLD DDT- " Vegetables and Can- “ ne.‘ goods, and so- licit I. share of your patronage. aDHIRLES E. SDIlEIIBEII,h— 2 I Wall Street. WILLIAM S. KEM P, Carpenter ..;-_ and --:- Builder, 34- West Main St... Norwalk. Mr. Kemp has been a carpenter and builuei in Norwalk for the past 25 y ears. and refers to owners of buildings erected under his super- vision as to wo1km11nship. Chilton Paint. Every gallon of paint made by the Chilton Mfg. Company is mixed and ground in pure: Linseed Oil. All shades are mixed and- ground by machinery seven times, making them uniform and even. weight with the cheaper makes. get an honest gallon. you will be convinced. H. H. ’ WILLIAMS: 17 Main St. You .— SPECIAL SALE . M 1 LLI N ERY SATURDAY MID—MED", "AT 9-“. A Reduction of 25 per cente on all Trimmed Hats and Bonnets. 6‘Ladies desiring a. nice Trimmed Hat for little money, will do well to attend this sale. FAWCETT’S 3 WATER 81' BRET. GAzErTn Emma, 11113, Compare the size of cans and : Give it a trial and 119.1: 1741.1: . NQN? Spams hard e is handsome, light, durable. Such grace of assign a3- is embodied in this “fast, easy-running, m .zcl -talkccl— about” mount can only be secured by the most approved me thods, finest material and skilled Work- manship. The ’ 96 Stearns' IS the best bicchle if is possible L0 produce. Finished at your option in orange or black. Address now for beautiful new catalogue. “the Yellow Fellow." E. C_. STEARNS 6: 00., Makers, Syracuse. N. Y. BUFFALO, N. v SAN FRANCISCO? CAL. TORONTO, 0111'. WONOXWOXé H. R. BULKLEY & 60., Agents, SOUTH NORWALK. A WINNER The Reduction in Hartford Bicycles has proved. a drawing card. Ladies, VOXO XO.» (9 0 Pattern No .-., is in great demand, and orders are being received right along. Come in and examine it. Columbia, standard price to all, $100. The F. S. Ambler Sycleto... 291M" Street. I’m Doinglt $I0 ICYCLES FDR$65‘. Latest ’96 Pattern. , Built to Sell at - Top Price. f Full Guarantee. Easy Terms. WE ARE NOT IN THE COMBINE. For“ Terms and Lease of Norwalk Fair Grounds, apply 0: LUTHER M. WRIGHT, carriage Factory andlflcpcsilcry, Franklin 81 MadisonSla, So. lorwalk. Branch. Shops at Broad River and Dariem LIGHT, DDLIIMBIIS, HDBSHMI, IIDIIMMI, DIANA, \I: \1. / V 7 AW , Q , THE WHITE SHOE 310111. Els stilliin the lead. 5.We shall sell all of our Ladies’ $2.00 and $2.50 Tan}? Lace and Button Shoes at $ I .75 a- pair. About 300 pairs in this lot. your selections and get” the greatest bargain in town; Come early and make OLSEN BROS! WHITE SHOE s-roan a GAZETTE BUILDING, NO-RWALK. . YOUR FRIENDS ARE USING PLIiISTEDS CDUGH REMEDY AND RECOMMEND IIS USE I Get a Bottle at once. 25 and 50 Cents. ALL DRUGGISTS. ' . PRIVATE . Instructions given in ‘BOXING “ at the pupil’s home. DD. YDII “le MAO That you can save money by buying your Meats and Fish at r. w. SIIITII’S, 55 llaln Slml. . CLASS Now falming, and ap- plicants desiring to" join should apply 'at once to ' Prof. coo. Yoergen, Everything First Class. I South Norwalk, OPEN avsumcs
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