Norwalk gazette, Friday, December 1, 1899 · page 12

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HE time has come for the Amer-

man he was) was fearfully afraid some
one else would find it out; so don’t be-
tray me.” And she hurried away with
a. parting smile that made the dusty of—
fice seem duller than ever when he got
back to it and reluctantly commenced

, setting up his editorial, for Mr. Snively
‘ constituted the whole working force of

. ican people to act. .Shall 50,000,- I
000 patriots sit supinely byand let con- '

scienceless rascals tear the stars of
glory from the flag they love and
trample its proud folds ofacrimsonand
white into the mire .of national dis-

honor? Not while thedeeds of ’.76:still I
" shine through the mists of years in .un- '

exampled splendor. Not while the
memories of ’61 yet ‘Ii-ve'in the hearts
that thrilled with the stress of that ‘he-
roic struggle. Not while—4” Joel
Snively, editor of the Meloogic Mon-i-
tor, laid down his pen with a- sigh.
Outside the dusty little window the

green waters of the hay were sparkling

in the sunshine. A keen north breeze
was driving great hnddling masses .of
white-shouldered clouds :over a field of
dazzling azure, and only .a. man who
loved the sport with the whole-.souled

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earnestness that filled his entire being ,

could know how the fish must be hit-

on that gleaming expanse, armed with
rod and line, with only the :sun and
clouds for companyand a thousand
pounds or so of gamy finned verte-
brates playing about within reach .of
his cunning hook.

But- also, it was Friday morning. (On
Saturday some 200 impatient subscrib-
ers would expect the weekly dish of
personal, political and intellectual
pabulum which his facile pen had long
served up to them on that day, with
more or less punctuality, according to
the season. His duty clearly held him
to his post at such a time, however
much his inclinations might have led
him elsewhere.

So, with another lingering glance at
the scene without, Mr. Snively took up
his pen and resumed the stirring ap-

peal which was to awaken 50,000,000 pa— '

triots to action, and incidentally con-
vince the republicans of Meloogic that
it was their duty to vote for Joe Gridley
for poundmaster.

So engrossed did the editor become
in this pleasing task that he did not
hear a step upon the creaking stair a
little later. If he had he would have
known at once that it was a woman and
a lady that was‘approaching, for long
and awful experience had enabled Mr.

Snively to determine with unerring ac- .

curacy what sort of a person was
climbing the somewhat perilous ascent
to the editorial sanctum almost as
soon as his foot touched the first step.

But for once the editor did not hear
the soft footfall on the stair, so he was
very much surprised and not a little
disconcerted when a fresh, sweet voice,
almost at his elbow, said: “Good
morning, Mr. Snively,” and looking up
he beheld his neighbor, Mrs. Tracy, her
plump figure buttoned into the trim-
mest- of blue serge yachting suits, her
smiling face shaded by a wide-brimmed
hat and in her hand a fish pole, jointed,
brass-tipped, elegant—the very perfec-
tion of dainty uselessness.

Without waiting for a response to
her greeting she briefly made known
her errand. She was anxious for a
day’s fishing, and had. been told of an

Elysian spot, where the fish were so .

plentiful they were actually to be had i 1313”

for the asking. Unluckily, however, ,

her own boat had not come, so she had
ventured to ask if, in case he was not
using it, Mr. Snively would be so kind
as to lend her his yaw], it being impos-
sible to hire one in the village.

Mr. Snively was delighted. Mrs.
Tracy was a pretty widow of uncertain
age but no uncertain charm, who had
taken the cottage next to the editor’s
own six months before. In the course
of a rather desultoryacquaintance the
genial bachelor, whose ideas of the fair

sex were those common to his kind, had ,

discovered that his fair neighbor was a
cheery little body of sound political
views and excellent. literary tastes
(from the first she had been a prompt
and paying subscriber to the Monitor),

v' h t h' 'marrinat-ion had .
bUt bey 0nd t a 1s 1 ° ’ coat, hung 1t behind the door, and care-

not soared. Now, however, behold the
pretty widow invested with a wholly
new interest. She was fond of fishing!

Eagerly Mr. Snively assured his vis-
itor of his pleasunIe in putting his boat
at- her disposal and" gave her exhaustive
directions as to the means of obtaining
it. A delightful half hour of conversa-
tion followed. As though it were a ma-
gician’s wand the dainty fish poie had
placed the editor and his guest at once
on terms of the most charming inti-
macy and the formerIdidn’t- remember
ever to have enjoyed a conversation so
much in his life, albeit the talk was
wholly of reels and rods and spoon

hooks and other instruments of slaugh- I .

ter.

All things, however, are bound to
come to an end, especially in an edi-
torial office, so it wasn’t long before
Mrs. Tracy took her leave, escorted
down the stairWay by her delighted
host.

At the door'they were met by a spicy
breeze straight from the ine woods
across the bay. Mr. Snively‘ sighed.

“Where is this wonderful place you
are going to?” he asked.‘ '

“A11, that’s a. secret,” she replied, gay-
ly. “I promised I’d never, never tell.”

“Oh, well, thenI suppose it’s a crime
to even guess.” And once more the ed-
itor sighed as he glanced out at the
sparkling waters.

“But you’ve been so kind,” exclaimed

the widow, noting the sigh and imme- ,
diately filled,,with 'compunction. “It , tricians.

seems ungracious of me to keep it from
you who love so to fish.” ,And then as
"she saw him give another wistful glance
bayward she burst out, '\ impulsively:
“Promise not to betray me and I’ll tell
you—it’s Patchang lake!” “Patchang! ”
x‘A-cried Mr. Snively, in surprise. “Why, I

, never heard of la fish-down there in my

harm 0f “(like ”domed"

. his work.

‘ subscribers in this the happiest hour of

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the, Monitor.

And his task, too, seemed harder than
ever after the interruption. Thoughts
of his pretty visitor kept intruding
themselves into the minds of his most
impassioned appeals to the voters of
Meloogic.

How blue her eyes were and what be-
witching little rings of hair the wind
had blown up under the big hat.

And then the fishing.

The editor of the Monitor shook his
head. Could it be possible any man liv2
ing could have a soul so lost to honor
as to play a joke on a woman who looked
like that? It seemed impossible, and
yet Mr. Snively was sure there wasn’t
a fish within a mile of Patchang.

Perhaps even then Mrs. Tracy was
sitting in that yawl vainly waiting for
the bite he felt certain she wouldn’t
get if she sat there till the United States
got an honest government. And he was

ing on such a morning! Oh, to be out actually. staying at home and deliber~

ately abandoning a friend to such a.
fate! .

As this agonizing thought occurred to
Mr. Snively he dropped his type and,
started for the door. But once there’
he paused and slowly returned to his
form, only to find it more and more im-
possible to keep his mind on his work.

At last he gave up in despair.

Taking a hasty survey of what he’d al—
ready accomplished he found his col-
umns tolerably full, with the exception
of perhaps a single paragraph on the
local page. By hard work the following
morning he might hope to set up his
pages and would trust to luck for the
missing. paragraph.

Like all fishermen, Mr. Snively was a
firm believer in luck. He was also a
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THE EDITOR TO THE RESCUE.

in five minutes of this calculation he ,
had locked up the editorial department 3

and was on his way to Patchang lake.

When he reached that shallow sheet
of water a little lady in blue serge sat
in a boat in the center thereof, with an
expression of virtuous indignation on
her sunburnt features. ‘

“What luck?” called the editor from
the shore.

“Luck!” cried the fair sportswomau,
dplefully. “There is not enough water
in this lake to catch cold in, much less a-
fish. All I’ve got- for my trouble is a
mighty poor opinion of fishermen in
general and one dirty one in particu-

“Come over here,” said Snively. “I

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know a. pond not a thousand miles away
where the fish bite like mosquitoes. If
you’ll try it I think I can raise your
opinion of fishermen before I’m a day I
older.” E

“I can’t,” confessed the widow, blush- I
ing with anger and mortification. “I’m
stuck—in the mud.”

One moment the man of letters hesi—
tated on the bank, and then, with an in-
ward prayer that he might at least be
spared to get out that week’s paper, he
waded boldlyinto the expanse of treach-
erous mud that rolled between him and
the beauty in distress. * * *

The next morning the editor walked
into the Monitor oflice clad in his Sun-
day clothes. With his accustomed
methodical neatness he pulled oflf his

fully drew on over his linen sleeves a.
pair of black alpaca ones. Then he
lighted his pipe and took his place at
the form.

There, just as he had left it, was the
vacant space at the end of the local col-
umn still yawning for the missing para-
graph. . .

Mr. Snively regarded it for a few min-
utes 'reflectively then he took up his
pen, as a smile gradually spread itself
over his face until it reached his eyes.
It still lingered there when a little lat er
he finished and paused to glance o‘cr

 

What he read was this:

“The editor of the Monitor, after
many years of ,bachelorhood, has had
the good fortune to incur the risks and
responsibilities of matrimony. He was
married this morning to Mrs. Gertrude
Tracy, of Elm cottage, and asks the
congratulations and good wishes of his

his life—Chicago Herald.

 

Telephones in Japan.

Japan apparently favors telephones.
The imperial dict recently voted to ex-
pend $12,800,000 within the next seven
years for the improvement of the gov-
ernment telephone system. Rinja Na-
kayama, a young electrical engineer,
has been, sent to the United States to
investigate the latest improvements
and inventions. The government work
will ' all be executed by Japaneseelec-

A Diagnosis.
Lillie—Good gracious! She’s aw-
fully hysterical, isn’t she? ,,
Tillie—Yes. ' Somebody very foolish-
ing when she laughed—Catholic Stand-
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By P. Y..Black. I

HEN Ralph was sent out to learn

the intricacies of the coffee ,
planting business in Ceylon, years ago, l;
he was duly grateful to his guardians
for finding a. career for him, but was .4
slightly diubious himself as to whether
he would care much for that sort of
thing. ,

He studied books about the place and
read of panthers, elephants, elk and
snakes living in profusion there. He
felt somewhat alarmed, being, you I
know, merely a harmless, studious 9
youth of some 17 years old, who had
not the slightest desire to kill an ele-
phant, so long as the elephant did not
want to kill him.

Ralph had one particular servant.
whom he had to engage andepay himself
—De Silva, a Cingalese. The other:
help came from the coolie lines of the
estate, and, after their day’s work, used
to retire 'to their huts. When dinner
in the evening was over De Silva used to -
retire also. Where he retired to Ralph
never inquired.

At any rate, after the day’s work was
done, unless he was invited to dine with
the periadore, Ralph was utterly alone,
with no white man nearer than the big

 

' bungalow, 1% miles away, down the ‘

mountain.

He used to sit and try to read the ,
magazines sent out to him, and his ,
books, but the terrible silence of the
mountains—welcome to an older man— i
frightened him. .

That silence would be broken some- I
times by a furious tom-tom orgie at ’
the huts of the coolics, or the long wail
of a native woman, mourning her dead
child, or, again, by a sudden tropical n
thunderstorm, with such crashes of
thunder echoing among the mountains,
and such torrents of rain as filled the
boy’s timid: soul with terror.

It was in the midst of one such storm,
when the reading lamp was low, and it
was near midnight, that Ralph, longing
for a companion, for some one to talk
to, looked up and saw Magog. Ralph
gave one tremendous howl and rushed
out through the back door to seek De
Silva. De Silva was placidly asleep on

—a shelf just, one would think, broad
enough for the crockery it was intend-
ed to hold. Still, De Silva looked. com-
fortable.

“A cobra!” yelled Ralph, pulling the ‘
cook down on the floor without regard
to his feelings. “A cobra! A snake!-
A serpent! A monster!”

“Where?” cried De Silva, jumping on
a. chair.

“In the sitting-room, hanging half
way downIthe wall! It hangs from

 

 

 

 

 

O, HONORABLE DORE, IT IS MAGOG."

the ceiling cloth” (in old bungalows
whitewashed canvas, often cracking at
the walls, is stretched beneath the raf-
ters, and looks just like an ordinary I
ceiling), “and was coming at me!” |

De Silva looked at Ralph reproach-
fully, and at his shelf bed regretfully.

“0, honorable dore,” said he, “it is '
Magog. Did you not know? It is the
special friend and protector of my last
honorable dore. No cobra—no, dore.
Only one great, beautiful, much to be
caressed ratsnake, Magog.”

So De Silva went with his young masj
tcr into the bungalow and introduced
him to Magog—the snake. Magog hung
just as Ralph had deseribed him, half
way down the wall, a great, fat, black
snake, with quiet, steady, watchful eyes
on the room. It hung ready, at a flash
of dread, to draw itself up above the .
ceiling cloth and disappear in its lair
there beneath the bamboo thatch,
where it hunted the rats, which fought
with it for a home.

“No Magog,” said De Silva, explain-
ing, “then too many rats and mice.”

In fact, .Magog was the house cat.

De Silva took a saucer and filled it ,
with cocoanut milk and placed it on the 1
floor in Magog’s corner. Ralph shud- '

 

- dered when he saw the reptile slither to

the ground, evidently feeling quite se- i
cure, and suck up the milk. De Silva
smiled.

“Wait, honorable sir,” said he. "and I

I will, with your‘honorable favor. bring 3‘

him a, dinner. It may be that the gods
have not seen fit to give him rats.”

The cook came back with a little
aquirming puppy, its eyes not yet- open.

“Don’tl” Ralph cried. but the snake
Iliad already darted for the little beast.
swallowed it, gorged it.
see its undulous body distend.

”“Kill it—kill it!” Ralph cried. and
De Silva looked at him with extreme
sorrow and some contempt.

“No, dore," saidhe, “it was my last
bonoi-able dore’s treasure. The honor-
able sir said it‘ was the luck, of the

' bungalow—I ‘say, right in English?

Yes? Thé luck of the bungalow. It was
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The snake lapped up the rest of the '

milk, and in a twinkling slithered away
again”. De Silva went back to his shelf,
and Ralph went to bed. ‘
But he could not sleep. Above his
head that night and every night he
could hear. the scamper of rats on the
ceiling cloth, and after them the rush of
the snake, and then a faint, forlorn
squeak, and he knew that Magog was
doing his duty -as a colonial house cat.
The snake may have been doing his
duty, but Ralph could not ‘bear the
thought of its nearness. He tried to
conquer the feeling, but he couldn’t.
Poor Magog, used to being petted by
its last master, would peer out from the
ceiling cloth for hours in the evening,
while Ralph was trying to read, and

. Ralph would look up from his books

and see its black head and quiet, watch-
ful eyes, and be horrified. Between its
noise by night in the roof and its pres-

ence in the. evening, Ralph grew so I .
nervous that, in spite of De ‘Silva’s é Will be any trouble before the beginning
' 5 of next year.

warning and‘wishes, he tried to kill the

x snake.

He sat one evening at his table with a
revolver in hand, and when Magog ap-
peared as usual, he took fair aim and
fired. ' The bullet went into the wall;
Magog withdrew like a flash. De Silva
came rushing. ,

“I think I hit the brute,” said Ralph,
and pointed to a spot of blood orLthe
whitewashed. wall.

“O! honorable dore,” said De Silva,
superstitious as his kind, “it was the
luck of the bungalow—say I it right?
My last dore said Magog was the luck
of the bungalow.”

And he went away to his kitchen a-
sorrowing, but Ralph felt as if he had
done a. good deed and rid the world of

' a hideosity.

No more came Magog to plague the
young sinnadore. For many nights the
rats scampered 'over the ceiling cloth
withoutanypursuer. Ralph, in his lone-
ly evenings, looked at the vacant crack
and congratulated himself.

“I must have killed the horrid brute,”
said he, “and a good job, too. Probably
the rats avenged themselves by eating
him.”

So the young sinnadore rested and
told, when he was at the periadore’s
bungalow for dinner, how he had made
a marvelously good shot at the snake
and ridded himself of an intolerable
nuisance. ' . .

“You oughtn’t to have done that,”
said the periadore,” smoking his che-

‘ root and smiling upon the boy.

“Why not? I hate snakes—I abhor
them.”

“Maybe, but they have their uses,”

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NO TWUUBLH IN CUBA.

Reports ' Greatly Exaggerated — 0n! '

Government’s Action Awaited.

HAVANA, Nov. 29.——Although there
has been a great deal of exaggeration
with reference to risings in difierent
parts of the island, there is no doubt
that, despite the tranquillity of the coun-

i try, some apprehension exists lest within
‘ the next few months sometrouble should

'occur in the event that the United States
congress does not give definite assurances
respecting the future of Cuba. It is as-
serted that many of the police, especially
members of the rural guard, have for
several weeks been paying a fraction of
their salaries to a fund intended for use
in case of an outbreak against the United
States. Information to this effect has

iwen brought to headquarters by persons

2 who have usually proved reliable.

It
has also been reported that “recruiting

I for future emergencies” ‘is in progress .in

 

said the periadore. “I’ll kill a cobra or _

tic-polonga quick as anybody, but I

which is poisonless. and which, my lad,
has been cleaning out the rats and

' mice from your bungalow for years. To

put it mildly (it was not only cruel, but : . I
I will be no receptions, reviews or other

a mistake. Marigold, your predecessor,
cheriShed old Magog. He used to tell
me the brute was boss of the house,
and that if Magog were not there the
rats would make his life not worth liv-
0-9’ :.
“Yes. but the beast was so familiar—-
coming out at dinner to hang there—
asking for milk—ugh!”

“All right, old chap,” said the peria-
dore: “it’s your bungalow, not mine.”

Within a week of the night when
Ralph shot at the snake, there came
one of those tumultuous rainstorms
which are never seen’anywhere except
in the tropical rainy seasons.

Try and picture to yourself the day
of judgment, with the whole heavens

- tumbling in, like a falling roof, on top
I of you, with all the navies of the world
,- firing turret guns at you, with all the
: lightning of the skies concentrating
; upon you, with not a soul, white or

black. near you, without a single
tongrv to cry “Here!” when your

' tongue cries “Help!” without a. hand

to reach out to touch yours—try and

' picture yourself a scene like that, and

you have some idea of the tempest in
which Ralph one lonely night in his
bungalow on the mountain went to bed
and slept-slept, utterly tired out from
working up the mountain with the
periadore and the coolies to strengthen
the dam which guided the hill stream
from its natural path to irrigate the
low-lying land. .

Ralph’s bedroom was off the sitting
room, under the same ceiling cloth,
and his bed lay close to the wall. He
was utterly tired, but he dreamed, and

l in his dream somehow Magog the snake

was mixed up.

He dreamed the snake was following
him revengefully; he dreamed it came
up to him, running; he dreamed it
caught him; he dreamed that he fell
down: he dreamed that the snake coiled
and struck at his chest. He woke up
with the yell of nightmare—half
choked, horrible. And it was true! As
he awoke, Magog, the great snake,

’ dropping from the ceiling, fell on him

and svviftly glided vaay out of the door.

Ralph was on his feet instantly, and
found himself drenched in perspira-
tion. For a moment he could not un«
derstand. Then. above the noise of the
thunder. above the crash of the rain
he heard another sound. .
roar of released waters. the roar of
great rocks and tons of earth coming
slipping. sliding. dashing down the:
mountain—n landslide. And Ralph
knew that. his bungalow was right in'
the path of the escaped waters.

He wasout of the place in his pa-
jamas just in time to reach high land

' and see his bungalow swept away. De

Silva stood beside him. shivering and
praying. E ' ' ~
"Ah! honorable sir," said De Silva.
“I told you. you killed the luck of the
bungalow: Magog. the snake."
'.‘I did not," cried the trembling boy.~_

“It lived and warned me. or I should:

be dead now."
But Magog was seen no more—Bos-
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Unhonnded Fem;
“Was he a famous man '2"
“Famous! ; Why. my dear sir. they're

even talking of naming a new bicycle

after hIim.":7'-l‘it-I3i}b.l

He heard the .

various parts of the island.
The best opinion, official and nonofli~
cial, rejects the idea, however, that there

The papers published in
English deny that there is any ground
for alarm, and the Spanish sheets, allud-
ing to the alarmist rumors, declare that
most of these are put in circulation by
those who 'resent the notion of the ap-
pointment of a civilian governor general.
The organs of the extremists and of the
independents donot allude to the reports.

With a few exceptions the prominent
Americans,‘Spahiards and Cubans refuse
to talk on the subject for publication.
General Collazo,'a veteran of the Cuban
army and' now editOr of the Cubano, who
fairly represents the views of the Cuban
revolutionary leaders, said:

“Judging from personal letters I hav
received from Pinar'del Rio and recent
interviews I have had ‘with prominent
revolutionary leaders from that part of
the country, I feel justified in saying
that at present Cuba is perfectly tran-
quil, although, as the result of General
Ludlow’s recent statements and of the
possibility of a civilian governor general,
a feeling of tension exists. Our people
are waiting for a declaration by the Unit-
ed States congress. No one would be so
foolish as to prejudice the whole case by
starting a rebellion before we have heard
what congress will do. Cubans regard
the present issues as almost vital.”

General'Collazo asks the press to deny
in his name that there is any intention
on the part of the Cubans to take to the
woods.

There is, however, a movement on foot
to'found a monthly subscription list to
defray the expenses of four or five Cu-
bans, who would travel
United States and urge the granting of
absolute independence.

 

Victoria to Visit Germany.
LONDON, Nov. 29.——Truth announces
that Emperor William has achieved One
of the objects of his visit to England in
having induced Queen Victoria to give a
conditional promise to visit the Prussian

. : court during the last week of April. She
would not kill a harmless ratsnake, -

'will travel, it appears, from north Italy
to Germany by the St. Gothard tunnel
and will be Germany’s guest for several
days at Coblentz or Potsdam. Her majes-
ty’s visit will be entirely private. There

wearisome functions. Emperor William,
before he embarked, left £300 with Colo-
nel Marshall for the benefit of the chil-

. dren of the soldiers of the First (royal)

 

dragoons, now campaigning in South Af-
rica, of which regiment his majesty is
honorary colonel.
A West Indian Cruise.
WASHINGTON, Nov. 28.—Rear Ad-
miral Fa qulzsn'. commandant of the
north Atlantic ”gunk-on, had a talk with
Secretary Long: yesterday concerning a
winter’s cruise <~:' the squadron to West
Indian waters. ’Ihe admiral favored such
a cruise, pointing out that the plan had
been inaugurated two years ago with
good results. Mr. Long approved the
plan, and arrangements were made for
the issuance of formal orders later. NC
time has been fixed for the start to the
West Indies, but it probably will be
made early in the new year. _
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THE HAR'ISER TRO‘UELES.

Trust Company Takes Possession o!
the Entire Business.

NEW YORK. Nov. 29.——The State
Trust company, as trustee of the first
mortgage of Harper 8; Bros., has issued
the following notice: .

“All persons will please take notice
that the State Trust company, as trustee
under the first mortgage made by the cor-
poration of Harper & Bros. to the State
Trust company, as trustee, in pursuance
of the provisions of section 2 of article
3 of said mortgage, has entered into
and upon all and every part of the prop-
erty and premises, lands, rights, interests
and franchises conveyed or intended to
be conveyed by said mortgage, and each
and every part thereof, including the
publication of the periodicals known as

 

 

 

Harper’s Magazine, Harper’s Weekly, v

Harper’s Bazar and Harper’s Round Ta-
ble, and that from this date and until
further notice neither the corporation of
Harper & Bros. nor its agents or serv-
ants will have or will exercise any pow-
er to use, operate, manage or control'said
mortgaged, property or premises or to,con-
duct the business thereof.

“The State Trust company has ap-
pointed Mr. G. B.'M. Harvey to be its
agent in the possession, operation, man-
agement and control of the said property,
premises and business, and until further
notice he will be respected accordingly.”

Yellowstone Park.

WASHINGTON, Nov. 29.—-Acting Su-
perintendent Brown of the Yellowstone
National park, in his annual report to
Secretary Hitchcock, announces a total
of 9,579 visitors to the park during the
year. He recommends an appropriation
of $300,000 for projected improvements,
including many new roads and bridges.
Legislation is recommended to make the
forest reserve bordering on the southern
limits a part of the' park. It is believed
that the antelope in the park have in-
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into buildings, deer are increasing, elk
are rapidly increasing and now number
from 35,000 to 60,000. There are proba-
bly 50 or more buffalo in the park.
Gigantic Railway Deals.

NEW YORK, Nov. 29.——The Times
this morning says: “Extraordinary ac-
complishments were completed yester-
day in eastern trunk line railway affairs.
Changes are brought about in three im-
The Pennsyl-
vania company acquires control of the
Baltimore and Ohio. W. K. Vanderbilt,
in the interest of New York Central,
takes over controlling holdings of J. P.
Morgan in the Cleveland, Cincinnati,
Chicago and St. Louis and the Chesa-
peake and Ohio. This revolutionizes the
eastern railway situation.”

 

' Terrific Windstorm.

GREAT FALLS, Mon., Nov. 29,—A
terrific Windstorm yesterday blew from
the track a wrecking train on the Great
Falls and Canada railroad. The wreck
caught fire, and one man. name unknown,
was burned to death. Three others were
injured, but it is thought not seriously.
The wind also blew a newsboy from a
passenger train just before it reached
this city. He was not seriously hurt.

The. Hawaii Flre Insurance (In

Has no wCompleted ts .
32d SUCCESSFUL BUSINESS YEAR ,

And has notoutstanding a dollar of unpai
losses orclaims for losses. .ZVo soun com
pang, insures for less .

A. G.McIlwaine . Pres..G. B. St. John,Vice-Pr
F. E .Shaw. Sec. Geo. R, Cowfis.Resident S

 

 

 

 

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man IUulon Avenue, north of Union
Cemterv Norwalk. Conn. Dealer in green
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nubbery. Vines, Cut Flowers. always 0
a nd.and all sorts of designs 1 n flower; at
aneed toordcr. .

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Successorsto GeorgeH Raymond
Furniture Dealers and
General Funeral Directors

46 and 48 Main St. llorwalk, Conn.
Residence, Berkelev Place.

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