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Opposite Danbury and Norwaik Bailroad depot 'Norwalk. Conn. Stylish Single or Double Team with or without drivers' Safe horses for women .and children. . SADDLEZHORSESI A SPECIALT Y I WE WILL SURELY FLY AND WITHIN TEN YEARS AERIAL MACHINES WILL BE COMMON. Mr. Edison Says So, and Gives His Theo- ries. From Seventy-five to One Hun- dred Miles an Hour the Speed, and Gun- Cotton the Motive Powor. Thomas A. Edison says that within ten years aerial navigation will be an acComplished fact, and that there is nothing to preventus traveling through the air just above the treetops at a speed ranging from seventy-five to one hundred miles an hour. He thinks that a form of low-explo- . Sive gun-cotton will supply the motive power. Mr. Edison is confident that he could invent a practical aerial machine if he was not engrossed with other matters at the present time. He has accomplished so many wonder. ful things which could not be believed . until they were seen in practical opera- tion that the public is willing to be. lieve that he can do anything, no mat- ter how startling the proposition. Mr. Edison, forever experimenting, has devoted some time to the problem of aerial navigation. He has studied the matter carefully, so that what he has to say on the subjectis not the mere haphazard guessing of the uninformed man. “So many minds are working on the problem now, he said. “that the time must be short when so me one will strike the right principle. After that it will be plain sailing.” “What is the right principle to your way of thinking?” he was asked. ”It is hard to say what is the right principle,” answered the wizard. “The machine, whatever form it takes, will have to rise by its own power and not by balloon power in any form. Any method employing gas for flotation is not practical. The whole problem will be solved when we get one horse power for every five pounds in weight of the flying machine. “You know,” he said, a reminiscent smile lighting up his features, “that I made a lot of experiments along that line once. Yes, I put a machine on a pair of finely adjusted scales. There were fans and a motor and all that sort of thing attached. I weighed the whole outfit and then applied the motive pow- er to the fans , and other contrivances, and by watching the scales ascertained just how much those fans would lift with a certain number of revolutions. That was fun.” , “Do you think the motive power for the flying machine will be electricity?” Mr. Edison was asked. “N—o,” answered the wizard, slowly. “I rather think that gun- cotton or some chemical that makes its own gas will furnish the motive power. The gun- cotten employed will not be of the high explosive quality, of course, but rather in the nature of celluloid gun-cotton. I took some stock-ticker paper here one day and made it into a lower form of gun- cotton and fed it between copper rollers. It didn’t explode, but ignited and flashed and the gas did the work, I got three thousand strokes a minute with them. There was a good deal of heat generated that could not be util- ized, but that could be overcome with- out difficulty.” ”What speed could the aerial ma» chine attain with perfect safety?“ “If the flotation i- all right a speed of from seventy-five to one hundred miles an hour will be nothing. The friction of the air will be a very small matter. The speed will depend alto- gether on the amount of air friction and power employed. The flotation must be secured without the use of gas. It must be complete mechanical flotation, otherwise the flying machine will be at the mercy of the wind. “It is the displacement of water which makes so much power necessary in vessels. If we can get the same grip on the air that we can on water, friction and the like will be but trifles, because we will not be doing any work against gravity. You know if we push anything along a horizontal line where there is no gravity, only a small amount of power is required. It is on the grades that great power is required in locomotives to haul trains. On the levels only a small amount of pOWer is necessary. “Horizontal propulsion will be the method in the successful aerial ma- chine. The flotation is the problem to be solved. If a machine is invented that will lift itself and two or three hundred poundsbesides to a distance of fifty feet in the air and stay there, then the whole matter is solved and becomes simply a question of details for- draughtsmen. ” “And how soon do you think this will be accomplished?" “Within ten years,” said Mr. Edison, promptly. SEA SHORE COSTUMES. Young men, do not be deceived. Your best girl doesn't care half so much About you getting a mustache raised as she‘does about you getting your salary raised'il‘vaurlington Free Press. l ___—.—————————...—.. Farmer-i—What are you doing behind that fence? -. _ Old Hen—I’m laying for you—New York'Sun. IFEATS OF THE "ANCIENT s." Boston’s Heroes Conquer Every Solid and Liquid Peril. YWhen Boston’s crack military co ‘ pany went over to England. this int - esting account of some of their doi was cabled to American newspapers, More than one puzzled but well nu“ ing Englishman, after encountering wonderful corps of soldiers from Res and reading the descriptions of the 2. litical typhoon at Chicago, has sou, - out friends in the American colony he: and begged» them to explain the: strange products of the gr eat Wester Republic. Not that the Ancient anc Honour). Artillery Company need any expi'iu-s tion. They have shone with presix :. and undiminished eifulgence since th- set foot, in friendly but armed invasion upon British soil. Not a man among them has faltered in the face of the al- most unheard of tests which hourly have been put upon them. Every American was proud of them, and every .Euglishman looked on in wonder this morning when they rallied in full ranks outside their Hotel Cecil barracks. Most of their entertainers of the past few days were undone, limp pale and exhausted, after the week’s terrific engagements. But the Ameri- can veterans lined up in serried ranks both taller and broader than when they arrived. Their new helmets had shrunk so that they failed to come down low on thei. foreheads, as a week ago, and every sword belt had been loosened to the last emergency notch. But they were still the same noble corps which sailed out of Boston harbor a fortnight ago. They were still undaunted, invincible, incom- parable among the wearers of martial uniforms in these days of military su- premacy. Only one thing rankles in any Ancient breast, and that is one of the Hon. Chauncey Depew’s jokes, which some members of the corps fear their enter. tainers may take seriously. Mr. De- pew explained in his speech at the King’s Hall banquet that there were three kinds of military bodies, the reg ular army, which fights, the National ' ENORMOUS WEALTH IN BEER. 8300,0co,'ooo Are Invested in the Brow- ' in g Business in America. " Few people are aware of the wealth or magnitude of operations of the United States Brewers’ Association. The capi— tal of the members is estimated at 8165,: 788,903. That it takes a small army of workmen to get out the product of hops and malt for thirsty Americans is shown by the fact thatithe brewers have in their employ 35,000 men. The most closely united, powerful and wealthy trade society in America is the United States Brewers’ Association. Within the control of the membership of this association there is at least the sum of three hundred millions of dol- lars. which is practically united in one immense capital for the growth, ad- vancement and protection of the brew- ing interests of the country. The thousand members of the associ- ation, of which Leo Ebert, oi Ironton, 0., is now the President, are from every State and Territory in the Union. And as the work of the association shows, each of the seven hundred of those who are active in its alfairs is alert to the in- terests of the trade. in close touch with the general and political sentiment of his own State, and ready to devote his individual efiorts, influence and wealth to the purposes of the society. Out of this fact grows the wonderful power that the brewing interest has wielded in politics, legislation and in control of great transportation compan- res. Mr. Gallus Thomann, manager of the literary bureau of the association, who is the best possible authority, fixes the amount of capital invested in the busi- ness in this country at $165,788,903. This is made up from $143,195,911 in- vested in breweries and $22,592,992 in malt houses. These figures are sup- ported by the internal revenue reports, which, unfortunately, are usually too far behind date to be reliable. When to these figures are added the other property of the brewers in real estate, stocks and chattel mortgages, received by‘ thousands from their im- pecunious customers, the sum of three hundreds of millions of dollars is con- Guard, which fights when called upon, , sidered a safe estimate of their united and the Ancients, who would not fight i capital. under any circumstances. The visitors from Boston need not I fear that any Englishman who witness. ed the way in which they conquered all solid and liquid perils, will, for an in- stant, questio’n their courage in the face of mere powder and shot. Thackeray ‘3 Opinion. "The little ills of life,” says Thacker- ay, “are the hardest to bear. What would the possession of a hundred thou- sand a year, or fame or applause, avail to a gentleman who was allowed to en- joy them only with the condition of wearing a shoe with a couple of nails in- side it? All happiness would disappear and plunge into that shoe; all life would rankle around those nails.” And as lit- tle things have the power to annoy, they have also the power to comfort and help. One day a visitor to the school, find ing young Sydney Smith during play hours absorbed in the study of Virgil, gave him a shilling, and with it a few words of sympathy and praise. “Clever boy, clever boy 1” exclaimed the stranger. “That is the way to con- quer the world.” " U--. Such unlooked for encouragement broke like a gleam of sunshine across the dreary and troubled life of the neg- lected boy, and roused within him a ca- pable heart the laudable ambition for distinction. Sydney Smith never forgot that man, and to the end of his days praised his deed. The stranger went his way little dreaming of the good his pleasant words had accomplished, while the lad he had cheered soon afterwards became prefect of the school. Washington’s Embarrassment. “But Washington took pains to suc- ceed,” says a writer in Harper’s Maga- zine, in telling of George Washington’s home life in Virginia. He had a great zest for business. No details escaped him when once he was in the swing of the work. He was not many years in learning how to make the best tobacco in Virginia, and to get it recognized as such in England. Six months before Washington’s mar- riage he had been chosen a member of the House of Burgesses for Frederick County, the county which had been the scene of adventure in the old days of surveying in the wilderness, and in which ever since Braddock’s fatal route he had maintained his headquarters, striving to keep the border against the savages. The young soldier was unused to as- semblies, and suffered a keen emba’rass- ment to find himself for a space too conspicuous in the novel parliamentary scene. He had hardly taken his seat when the gracious’ and stately Robin- son, Speaker of the House and Treasurer of the Colony these twenty years, rose to the bidding of the Burgesses, to thank him for the services of which all were speaking. This sudden praise, spoken with gen- erous warmth there in a public place, was more than Washington knew how to meet. He got to his feet when Mr. Speaker was done, but he could utter not a syllable. He stood there, instead hot .with blushes, stammering all a- tremble from head to foot. "Sit down, Mr. Washington,” cried the Speaker. “Your modesty is equal to ,your valor, and that surpasses the the power of any language that I pos- seas.” The Gas Meter. “Everything is union and eight hour in this town,” said the resident labor' man, “from the street railroads to the gas works.” “I‘ll bet, though,” said the visitor, “that the meters are working overtime same as usual.” , . And the resident had to give in.—-In- , diananolis Journal, _ \. l ‘pecially when he is not recognized. HE WAS THE “BUFFER.” Sang Froid of a Typical English Sentry on Duty. A certain popular general takes great delight in talking to young soldiers, es- One day a Lancashlro recruit was post red as sentry on the general’s quarters. One of the servants gave him something to eat. A moment later, a short, elderly man, attired in a tweed suit and guitars, with his billycock tilted over his eyes came- up. “What dost ta want heer?’ said the sentry. “Oh, I belong here,” said the stranger. “And what are you doing, eating on sentry?" “N aw, I’m not. If the. had been two minutes later I would have been fair on to job the knaws.” “What have you got—Bread and ham?” “N aw; guess agin.” “Bread and Beef?” “Naw, it’s not; guess agin," said the sentry. “Well, then it’s bread and mutton.” “Ehl that’s reet. Wull tha ha a bite?” ‘ “Thanks, no,” said the stranger, “but as you don’t appear to know me, try and guess who I am.’ “Eh! that’s reet. groom.” “You’re wrong; try again.” “Well, the moight be general’s but- ler.” ' a “N 0; but you are getting nearer.” “Ehl thow moight be th’owd buffer hisself.” “Right,” said the stranger. the old buffer himself.” “Eh! gasped the sentry, shaking violently hnd holding out the food. “Howd this while I gie thee a chuck up (Present arms).” The general turned away to hide a. smile he.could not'suppress at the sentry’s confusion. A” few day’s later, at his inspection, the general said he had met men at difi'erent times and places who failed' to recognize him, and hoped it would not occur in the future. Our Lancashire lad, who expected to get severely punished, was heard to say: “He’s not very big, but he is every inch 3. soger, tha knows.”—London Weekly Telegraph. A TRIBUTE TO KATE FIELD. Touching Incident Showing the Respect of Colored Americans. Shortly after the announcement of Miss Field’s death a touching incident occurred which showed the place her name holds among the comm on people of her country. Two American negroes, laborers in Honolulu, came to Dr. McGraw’s resi- dence and oifered to assist in any way possible in caring for the remains. They stated that they had no money, they could not buy floral tributes, but Miss Field had always been a friend of the negro and had done what she could to improve the condition of the race in the Southern States. They would like to do something as a mark of apprecia- tion and respect. As kind hands had dgne all that could be done at that time Dr. McGraw thank- ed them and gave assurance that their kindness would not be forgotten. Dur- ing the noon hour before the funeral on Wednesday one of them went to Dr. McGraw’s house in his working clothes and asked if he might have a last look at the earthly remains of the woman who had done so much for his race. Although tie casket had been closed and sealed, the doctor remembered his promise and granted the request.— Honolulu Advertiser. ‘ Tha’s general’s “I am "Come ed the porch,” said the fish- rman. as no removed the scales from a panic... o. the tinny tribe—Kearney (gm-:2.) l4 .-- “rise. ’ - .’.I‘.‘ INTELLIGENT SERVANT. Who Tried to Follow His Master’s Instr uc tions Implicitly. _ . A certain New Yorker engaged a r cently arrived gentleman and undertool' to coach him in regard to certain cred- itors with aggravating bills. “Now,” said he to his servant, “if a man calls for me today you tell him I am not at home.” “Yis, sor,” replied Pat. Fearing a misunderstanding in some way, he again said: “Now, Pat, what will you tell the man who calls?” “Till him I am not at home.” .“No, no, blockhead ; tell him that I. myself, am not at home.” “All right, ear.” “Now, what will you say tophim?” “I, myself, om not at home.” “Pshaw. Tell him your boss is not in. Understand that, donkey? Now, what will you say?” _ “Your boss is not in. Understand that, donkey?” ' “le1 That’s not right. Say to him 'I am out.’ Can you do that?’ “Yis, sor.” “Well, let’s hear you.” “I am out.” “Thunderationl Can’t you under- stand? Tell him your master is out. Now, what will you say?” “Your master is out.” “No, you don’t say anything or the kind, you ignoramus. Tell the man that I have left the house.” "Certainly, I’ll tell him. I have left the house, but he won’t believe me when no sees me in the house talking to him." —Sparta Herald Advertiser. P- Granted the Privilege to Yawn. A well dressed young lady was stand- ing at the back of the seats in the la- dies’ gallery at the House of Commons, surveying the scene, when the door- keeper bustled up to her and told her in a whisper that it was “against the rules to stand.” So she sat down. Listening to one of the members she nearly dropped oif to sleep, and in her abstraction she dropped a book on the floor. - ' Back came the doorkeeper with an- other piece of information. She “must not drop things; it disturbed the mem- bers.” * Half a dozen men looked up to see if an anarchist had gotten into the gal- leries, and the girl at the back of her giggled. and began to read; 'Again the door- keeper: '_ - “You ain’t allowed to read in this here gallery, ma’am; it’s against th rules.” She sat for a moment, wrath in every feature; glaring down at the head: below. Just as the doorkeeper sat down she turned and beckoned him vigorously. He came clumping down, and as be bent over her she asked him in a tone that startled everyone: “May I yawn?” The laugh that rippled round was not caused by the remarks of the mem- ber for X—, and the young lady was not again molested. —Answers. 7‘ Nuns Who Never See a Man. The Via Merulana Convent in Rome, will remain in the. possession of the nuns until the death of the last ofthem, when the property will go the .city. The sixteen remaining Franciscan nuns who are called the Sepulte Vive, are still in the old monastery, where they once received a visit from the Princess of Wales. These nuns, some of them ladies of noble families, observe a very strict rule. Once entering the convent they never leave it alive. They never see men, not even the priest who says mass in the chapel. The altar is screened ed, and they can just see the elevation of the Host. Through a small aperture they receive holy communion. Iron gratings and a linen veil guard the small openings through which they make their confessions. They never undress for repose, but spend half the night in prayer, and keep, except in ex- treme cases of illness, a perpetual ab- stinence from meat. They make al- most everything they use, even to shoes and medicines. If a parent of one of these nuns dies the announcement is not made to the nun herself, but in gen- eral terms it is said that one of them has lost by death a father or . a mother, as the case may be.—Boston Herald. Domestic Bepartee. “After a man has reached the age of 40,” said Mrs. Disbrow, “he thinks every good looking woman he sees is in love with him.” “I am sure, my dear,” retorted Mr. D., ”I have not accused you.”—Detroit Free Press. Classifications. Hicks—Do you think it naturally fol- lows because a man is a politician that he is a liar? Wicks—Oh, no; but unless a man is an expert liar I should not call him much of a. politician—Boston Tran- script. Easily Remedied. He (at one end of sofa)—Don’t you feel close in this room, Boss? 4 She (at other end)—I don't know; I might feel closer.—-Pick-Me Up. The musical mouse theory has been exploded—there is no such thing. As 'we grow older, pretty nearly all the de- lights of life explode. I have always like to think that nature was so fond of music that once in a while she hid a fun. Nothing of the kind. The “sing- ing” of the mouse is the result of diffi— cult respiration, caused by some liver trouble. That solves a great problem. When I have heard certain people sing, lhave wondered what was the matter with them, but now I know. Henry [M. Stanley declares that the chief cause of England’s loss of trade is British “laziness” and lack of adapta- bilitv. 7 = .. . The fair spectator held her ground, ‘ however, and presently opened the book i kind of hand organ in a mouse just for eight. Exc Bur Hig Die. cure. for it. The Mr. seven trade. times every Thev many WOl’kl afl'ord KEEPS ADDING T011231! The List of Cures Will Soon “hp. _ First one, then two, then'four, then .. 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