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—lndianapolls Journal.
FIRST SHIPWRECK.
It was “high tide on Sunday evening,
near the base of the lighthouse which
stood at the extremity of the long pier,
protecting the little port of Portrlcux, in
Brittany, on the west of the inuncnsc bay
of St. Brieuo. Mocrcd by a chain, a boat,
which had been freshly painted, danced
upon the water. On its stern shone out
those words: “Paimpol—Ln Belle-Yvonne
-502."
The sun had long since sunk out of
sight, and night foil, drowning all this
corner of Franco in transparent shadows.
In the deep chusms of the rocks the waves
were boating fiercely—almost. growling,
but. upon the sandy beach they rolled,
murmuriug softly.
“Hark, do you bear it? It is calling us!
It is time to quit our moorings if we wish
us the isle of Brchnt,” said a
, v be descended the iron ladder
‘r after having thrown his basket
to the bottom of his craft.
Yvonne liouzlo clutched her son. who
was following, by the arm. Iior ear
strained to catch the menace of the break-
ers upon the rocks, and a supplicnting
murmur rose to her lips:
‘ “Alainl Alain! My poor boy!"
The robust boy, proud of his ii years,
listened only to the tender call of the son
upon the sands. Ilo disengaged himself,
saying: .
“We must not; miss the tide—quick!"
The soil went up slowly, with anolse
like the prolonged cry of a bird, dragging
ailttle, tho length of the "mat, and the
bout moved oiicdicntly. It sank little by
little into the night which took it, absorb-
ing it gently, until it vanished in tho dusk.
Yvonne chino back with stumbling feet,
overcome by a sense of alioudonmcnt and
the feeling that she had bid her loved ones
an eternal fun-Well. Never before had her
heart achcd as it was doing now. It
seemed to her that the night had darkened
her joy and sluulowcd licr life—fthat it Will
drinking the blood from her veins. She
raised her head, looked at the sky, the
coasts, the wares, which were so strong
and yet so supple, as they rocked liken
crmllru—nt the starry, mmnlcss night,
with clouds scuddlhg hero and tbcre. h'ho
tried tosmilc, but in fur mind rose up
the thought: "it is the first time that be
has ever left at night. My xxmrboyl It'"-—-
rlho did not dare finish, and with su-
perstitions luuato begun praying to all the
solutes, both male and fvumlc, who are
said to protect. mariners.
or several years they had been in the
be it of quitting l’uimpol in pass the sum-
mer season at l’ortricux, lt‘uving for the
time the house and nest. of little ones in
care of an old grmulnmtlwr. Jenn Marlo
want out. with his luv", and Yvonne sold
the fishou shore. ’l‘banks tntbu wealth
of the strangers who mum time for the
millet! affair? prospered, lore than
an done in t to . or never
had their icy m3. plots at
it was this your. The oldest child, tho boy
Alain, now accompanied his father when
he wont fishing at night, and with tho aid
of fornwr gains they had bum ubioto refit
tho lh-llevonnc. it seemed to Jean
Marie llouzlc that on so fmnous a craftdio
might go straight to Newfoundland if he
wishwi. Ami ho looked almost defiantly
at the first. boat of the RPM)“ from those
charm, with her point defaced hull lnoruat~
ed with shell» and green marine moon, the
dock covered with salt and the air impreg-
nated with the stmngmlor cf the united
and in her bold.
Until the hour of departure Ywmno had
felt turnihlont and Joyous, but suddenly at
tho numwut of parting u sob from the son
alongside the pier mom \‘lnlvilt than before
had awaken-st in her wmuthlng hitherto
unknowtin—tho rwnm of fmr. fllmnorlcs
of cntmtmphm latslogod her; phantoms
rim-um! whirling ulmut her; luguhrloim
slnulows of shipwmsks nu‘cpt pout her in
hunt dam-v. Him rubbed but eyes, alum-
nwring: “l am a foul. Ma liouol What
is the matter with tho thin evening?"
"l'l' brow was again mnmth, lwr ayes
shining with rcowulwnod energy lsmcath
tho fluttering frill of bar hmddrutm, no
she exclaimed, "Tim daughter of a sailor,
the with and nwthor of sailors, ought I to
limb) to lmnblo at this into tiny?"
but lwr who died within her. and
Ullift‘ new the was miml with fright.
“(J that, prnta‘ct theml" she cried.
As she lay on barbed rho at first tried
in vain to slwp, but fouml herself ilsttm-
lug totlw hum-s of tho night, loitering
that she heard, plaintive calls for help, but
she mm m ethnically! from fatigue that at
low sho slept heavily, dreaming the while
that she was falling foursome meet, fotb‘
mules» abreast. Whom she heard savage
nelson of the angry (man, the formidable
nmrlngof tho warm-wine tempest itulf.
At dawn of day she was wrtured by such
anxiety that she then ht hermit dying and
stroke with a start. mnpty room and
deniymmuod theoretic tournament
gsimulation thedoor. Thgfimwuroliing
notion sun-m. The heavily
maimungmmmnm
mu o W, with hand sails.
'l'hsywm all there. She laughed end
ram her mil. muting, while his
aye-Whitney. ,
A ngdshcrmnuealisdnutlaulqnoir
to mom mumbled upon the pier
‘Tbstmsnnfuisqushutilo‘eimh
erred to ho our the
dormant WWW .'
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triadic ' oohlngut her.
sold:
“I saw hlmot it o’clock gain toward
, uses. his will return is on, no
deub . The catch will be great, it is said,
so he is doubtless satisfied."
Turning toward a comrade, be said in a
low voice: "God knows where Jean Marie
is sailing or this hour—tho course that be
will take. It was hardly prudent to face
that big sea."
A little bewildered and with the blood
Ill gone from her brain, Yvonne murmur-
ed, "Ah, yes, he will surely return and
my boy with him.”
With her cllmws on the bard stone of
the paraptt and her eyes fixed upon the
horizon she sat there without again spook-
ing. In the evening she was still there.
Night came on, and the. lighthouse throw
its red light over the waves. She had not
moved and sat there as though fascinat-
ed, her eyes on the distance and imitteriitg
to herself. All night she Watched, ln-r
tt-urlcss eyes burning from the suit. of the
sea. \i‘hcu morning came, she had faint-
ed, and they carried her away.
Days and nights went by. At every re-
turn of the this she came back and took
her former Intuition. All thought of her
husband smuncd dulled, almost extin-
guished in bar, but ubovetbc roar of the
breakers she cried out at intervals: ”My
poor boyl My poor boy! I should not have
duneitl ’i‘lnl first time! .It is not [Misfillllt'l
The first; time!"
Then from the depths of bcr bleeding
heart she hurled cries, curses, rvpmncln‘s,
shrinks, at tliorclontlcss sen. No one could
persuade her to return to i’uimul to but
other children—to the nest. of little or-
phans, in the midst of whom she might
find consolation. She wanted to stuyut
Portricux, to go morning and running to
the pier where they had left her, where
she had own them for the last time, to
wait there still, whit always.
The Ilsburnwn out of pity had not told
her all in order to leave but that supremo
refuge of the widows and mothers of soil-
ors, lmpo, but its to tlimusclvcs illt‘yl‘lnpt‘tl
no longer. When they had returned, flec-
ing before the fury of the northwest wind,
they had, in fact, mot Jean Marie liouzic,
and they advised him to go back with
tlicm. Consumed with pride of his new
boat, ho ha rcfuscd, assuring them that
he would L§r to the island if need be in
place of a company'ing them. Behind
them the tcmmst broke in all its fury,
and in the midst of this night as black as
pitch thoso who were last had heard two
loud cries for help, the one more feeble
than the other, but to go to their old, to
zuccor this boat in distress, was impossi~
lo. .
Left to their fate, did the father, who was
an excellent swimmer. struggle bravely?
Did he bear up the son, who did not know
how to swim, until the fatal moment
when a great wave engulfed the two,
drowning in their throats the last cry, the
cherished name of her who wuuld wait for
them always.”
Toward thoend of tho month the New
foundlnndcrs filled ulnmst the entire bar»
but of I’ortricux with their big, heavy ves‘
sols. Even the tardlost of them had COIIlO
back. One only was missing, the Desiree,
and nothing had been heard from her.
The wlotivcs on shore were consumed
with a fever of anxiety, waiting for those
who did not come. llud there. been a dis-
aster? None of the fishermen who had to
turned could give tbcm any information.
Subs, prayers, lamentatious, now ruin-
gled with the walls of the lonely Yvonne
liouzic, as. a flock of sea birds hover mound
a mortally wounded comrade, whilodn‘ud-
ing a similar into for themselves. She felt
a sense of inward satisfaction, ulnmst, u
selfish relief, to find that others were suf—
fering as well as lll'J'SA‘li—illflb she was not
alone in her sorrow.
Suddenly, one evening, just. at the close
of day, the ilvsin-c was signaled. There
was ndcllriulu throughout the lund.n mur-
mun‘d joy that floated the length of the
pier, but Yvonne had never before wept so
um now As the big vusci a -
p all ong the. bulwark: 05d
the shroud! could be seen the slihb'not
of men, who gesticuhucd and waved their
hats and cups. and the wind, which was
blowing from tho tK‘t‘llll, brought with it
snatches of joyous song l‘t‘pt‘lllt‘tl in chorus
by all the crow.
With breaking heart, Yvonne itouzic
Itoudiod herself against tho pat-ain't, while
tears fall in great drops from the pmr eyes
already so tired, so fed, and her lips trem-
bled with (mnvulsivo subs. Sim th'im‘tl to
realize that all was over with her forever,
that she almm was unhappy, that no one
understaxl or shun-d in her grief any
longer.
The Dcuirm is in port, and us the tide is
high sho ties up alongside the pier. The
urine, thocnlls incremw, names are shouted
from the boat to the pier, from tho pier to
the born. The little port is intoxicated
with Joy. Yvonne tries not to incur.
Yvonuo puts her trembling fingers tobcr
arm, struggling to shut. out this nnlsoof
nn-rrymnklng that is nuuldening to her.
‘r'vonuu is weak and fainting and wishes
to die.
Two arms rmlzulwr from behind; two
voices are sounding in her vars. 'l‘ln-y llf‘t‘
doubtless them of thecmntmaslunutu\vom»
on who llvu nvur her. and who. wishing to
rmtmdo her, are willing to curry lu-r, if
hmwmry. to two this aim-loch: that is like
it knife thrust in but“ breast. No, no, she
docs not. wish it; ulm twists; alto will stay
whom «he in”. tlwru ulwuys, them who will
die, 'l‘hmsu sorrowful yet. cherished mun»
orient kwp her there bold but first to the
spot. by form they lmvo turned her
ummul. 'lfhcy auctioning bur nmnu with
a tenderness that is Irresistible:
“i'vmmt-l Yvonne! Mother!"
"Alolul Jenn-Muriel Living!"
lib, that. cry, that summation! ll. mun»
to her now that her poor lionrt must. break,
that it cannot contolh all this happiness,
filling it. so suddenly. Him weeps. rifle in
wwurim to chuck the tours that fall so
fast from her shilling eyes, which am
shining with a new and triumphant. light.
Hutu-til Yes. they are there! Amid
blows and «nu-em they relate tinI incredi-
bio tale of their wreck; how they clung
for hours to tho ours in the black night;
how they were driven further and further
out to sea, and how they were rescued at
last by a ship bound for America, and
mum tho gratitude for their m
m the grief at being unable Mileage
Moths” safety to the mother at home.
80 thowoahswcnt by until atlalt tho
Mmmmetmznd htho noggin gladly
agreed on t in ours a n.
Guided by tho hutinot of strife and
Mother . Yummy had been right in [wider
touring, in hoping In spite of evorythlng.
Bhohasgonobsokmhormrtin Poun-
pol. with the father and cm
W ,
Thisfirsnhipmeoklumadoamnnof
Alain Music, M be will he one of then
W and Wm mariners
nth unit the hope of Moo--
' g the hash-of Gustave
flowers from the more ragged but equally
beautiful Switzerland. we remarked the
form of awoman rapidly ascending the
steep mountain path, her figure toil, erect
and graceful, standing boldly out from the
background of dark rocks which surround-
sd her. On her left arm ‘hung a baker,
while her right hand firmly. grasped a
staff, which she used as an alpcnstcck to
assist her in the more difficult parts of the
ascent. The dangerous path could be
trwid for some distance and then lxsoame
lost in the woods which crowned the lof-
ty peaks of the mountain. “That is the
mad woman carrying food to her lover,"
remarked the driver, crossing hbnself"‘in
deference to the current superstition that
misfortune follows him whose eye lights
on a lunatic ascending one of these heights.
He added that, owing to the prevalence of
this belief, poor Rosa enjoys perfect free-
dom to go and come as she pleases, un-
questioned and unwatchod. Peasants,
charcoal burners, shepherds, smugglers
and even the custom house officers flee
from her as from a pentucncc. She thoro-
forc goes wherever she thinks fit, being
perfectly certain that none will dare track
her fwtstops nor interfere with her, ac-
tions, whatever curiosity they may feel on
the subject of her mysterious wanderings.
But, for all this, everybody knew, or
thought they knew, that twice every week
Rosa carried a supply of food to the bid-
ing place of bar outlawed lover, the mar—
derer Constantino V'alsussinu. At the
time of his trial, and for a considerable
period afterward, the authorities made
every effort. to capture the notorious
smug lcr, but without succcss, and the
fac'to his having so long eluded his pur-
sucrs was rugunled as another demonstra-
tion of the truth of themountain proverb,
”Lingo shot-s and fine bruins.” Valsnssi-
nu was condemned indeed to 10 yours' im-
prisonment, but the sentence, owing to
his clcvcrucss in cluding the oillcors of
justice, was never carried into cxcctflion.
Two years after the condemnation, how-
ever, the custom house officers either in-
vented the story or perhaps zuctluilly be
licvcd that death had delivered the outlaw
forever from tho hands of justice. The re-
port run that be had fallen over a preci-
pice during a well remembered winter
tempest, and, the mantle of tho unfortu-
nate man having been found during the
ensuing spring at the bottom of this preci~
pico near an enormous massef rock which
had fallen during the storm, they came to
the conclusion that his body must be lying
crushed to atoms beneath this immense
uiaasof fallen rock. After that time, thcrc‘
fore, all search for Vulsassina was alum—
doucd as useless, but the form of Rosa
Illnnllln was still mm with pathetic cnn~
stunt-y ascending the rugged mountain
path with her basket of provisions.
From time to time she mysteriously dis—
appeared for a season, and on returning to
her usual haunts, although n smile of un-
usual happiness illuminated bcr lmoutiful
features and a light of ecstasy beamed in
her eyes, slw was over silent. as the scpul-
Cher with rcgnni to the cause of her mys-
terious absence.
In vain the women interrogated and
the priest insisted. She would open her
heart to neither, and either did not or
would not. understand the questions ml-
dmvsed to her, replying only by munosyl-
lnhlvs or nonsense.
. t O O O It
The following history of Rosa llfanllln
we gleaned from the driver and from oth-
ers who had known the village beauty
from her infancy:
Five yuan; before sluv bud been the most
lovely girl of llosoiiru and the surround—
ing countryside, and the young men of
Gran-dorm spoke with enthusiasm of her
mutclilvss beauty. They hunted her "The
Mountain liosc,” and own the dreaded
custom house officers foil one and all a
prey to the charms of the llt‘t'l'lt‘i-ial daugh-
ter of lilanllla, the smuggler. But the lat-
ter guarded her with the must savage fo-
this brief 00 l
realty, gi or
“Amuse o , .116
with th . ycun mis, but beware of se-
murh as you
riously encouraging any one of thorn, more
especially one of my own calling, for
should youvvcr lwmmo tho llhnccoof u
smuggler the lives of both of you shall pay
the forfeit. "
All knew from the tlctonnlnod and tlt‘tl-
psi-ate character of the man that. ho would
keep his word.
As yet Rosa had felt no tcmptntlon to
disolwy the imperious tnnmlnto of her
fathor, for the young men of thoncigbbor-
hood bud eachxuul all failed to awaken
the passions of the dark eyed borinty.
“I curefornunc of them," she said, with
e proud indlfh-n-noo, not unmlnglcd with
mhtompt. “lint if over I meet with one
whom I can truly love the camwiil be
different. I shall take my destiny in my
own hands. "
About this time Constantino Valsmab
no, adoring sniugglcr and {muons hunter
of tho mumituins, whose nmuo was well
known tern deem-ratio in all the country
round, uppcurmi on the scene. He was
staring. couragmus and bandsmnu. The
bithcrtooold and lmpmslvo bcurt of the
village beauty was stirred to its depths,
and ahu determiner! tliut,como what might.
she would wvd no otlwr than this one
born, this antdoou of the forests. What
did the bold and young smuggler care for
the throttle and memrccsof meilint lio
rosolwd that ho would win the splcndld
Rose of the Mountains, and he kept his
Word.
film was instill) years of ego and per-
haps h \iit‘od of the lonely llfo abobad
hitherto tor-n cotnwdlrd to lead, or it they
bothut lwrufl‘w'tlutw, ilko mnno marvcl‘
on»; mountain plants, wcm into in flower»
log, for never before had Rosa Matilllo's
bourt boon stirred by that mysterious DM-
stun which men call low. The first time
Ilitl met the hunter she only blushcd deep-
ly and then turned pnlc. lio nodal tho
sigh and tlum vcntumi one evening at
sunset, on returning from the forest, to
loco a bouquet of mountain flowers on
or balcony. instead of receiving them
with indifference or merrlmont. aswas her
wont, she raised the sweet smelling blos—
soms to her lips and kissed them, with n
It h.
tom that moment Valsasslna felt be
conquered and lovers hoop
, ng grant“ the
’ cm who
had ' , fir, stoned to
live e and melon life, with
strange inconsistency new bismod her no-
rmly for her disobedience to her father.
an omnpsulons, the village reclaims, be.
to experience thepangs of Mom.
or the handsome annular had won other
hearts insides tbotof the Menuhin Bose,
certain
young men 23211066 advent)“ had
been gently bath 1y nopldlfidbym
young Kiri. had endeavored to columnists
her. N0. he would not give credit to tho
idea that his pure and stainless than could
be enamored of n deeper-ado after having
refused the offers of so many respectable
young men, any one of whom would
have made her a good and suitable hus-
band. He either could not or would not
entertain such an unlikely and humiliat-
ing idea. Once he mentioned the subject
to hisrdnughtor, who laughed merrily at
the tale, and both then turned the whole
Nair into jest and ridicule.
But one evening when Manlllapasscd
the border with his smugglcr's suck on his
shoulder the guard who had hitherto—
than‘ks totho charms of his daughto
feigned not to perceive him fired at cab;
and was near wounding the old man. The
hall pierced the bug, but hastily throwing
down his burden he luckily had time to
escape. But what: an awakening from his
false drcumof security! lio doubted no
more the tale of his daughmr‘s disobedi-
ence, but with his habitual caution he
kept his own counsel, breathing not a
word of his suspicions to Rosa, for he
wished to ascertain the bitter truth for
himself, determined that when he had
done so his vengeance should be swift and
ccrtuin.
’i‘ho twu l0\'t'i‘.~, entirely mgmsscd by
their passion, bud gradually relaxed their
habit of watchfulncss, and buying been so
far fortunate in luiling the old nmn's sus-
picious bud lxwome smnmvliat imprudent
and careless. To surprise them in one of
their stolen interviews was therefore an
artsy task for the wily old smuggler. Ho
infomml his daughter that he should be
absent on business for three days and thou
cruftiiy returned in the middle of the first
evening of his pretended absence. Rosa and
Vulsussinn were supplng happily together,
although from long habit thelattcr still
kept his loaded weapon by his side. When
they least expected it, a knock was heard
at the door.
"Ab," cried Rosa, seized by an over.
powuriug sense of impending misfortune,
“it is my father!”
“Opt'll, Rosa!”
"Open immediately.
by the oiliccrs."
Rosa at the some time was supplicating
her lover to hide himself. This he at first
refused to do, but at length, yielding to
her cntrcutlcs, be retired to bcr bedroom
and closed the door.
“Atlast,” cried the enraged father as
cried the old man.
I run hotly pursued
he entered the house and looked around .
him. Then he nddcd in a [one of fury,
“Where have you hidden him?"
“iiiddon whom? In the ficnd’s name,
what do you lilt’fln?" replied limo, striv-
ing, as usual, to laugh the matter 03,
though sin.- grew as pain as death.
“Ah, you think to deceive me, do you?
You will sum, for if you love him now is
the time to utter a prayer for his soul.”
Quickly approaching the doorcf thocham-
her, be burst it. open with one blow. But
the hunter was prepared for him. Two
shots were exchanged almost simultane-
ously, and with a fearful oath Munllln fcll
dead at the foot of his young antagonist.
And thus it was that the courageous
and devoted blur of tho lmnntiful Rosa
became the murderer of her father, while
the terrible shock had such nfvurful effect
upon the sensitive soul of tho daughter
that mason tom-Nd on its throne, and tho
maniac wr- bud watched scaling the dizzy
heights was noothcrthun tho swwt Moun<
thin ilnsv. whose tragic fate had been
caused by the selfishness of her father and
the cruel mullgnlt)’ and jealousy of the
pmplo among whom lwr lot was rust.
Neverthulcss, as I looked on the soft
eyes and pale, intelligent fucocf this hum-
blc heroine of the mountain, I could not
help asking myself the questions: "In
Road Manllln indeed bereftof much, or is
her supposed madness only mounted for a
purpose? In it certain beyond the possi-
bility of doubt that her outlawed lover in-
deed lies crushed beneath the rocks at the
foot of the precipice? Is it tho nuulness of
love which loads that poor creature up
those giddy heights and stn-ngthcns that
slight form to endure them almost super-
human tolls? Ur is it a true, humio love
which thus enables her to brave every (lunv
gcr and to endow obloquy and disgrace
for the sake of that one beloved object?"
But if the bylmthcsls of the death of
Valsassinn be it {also one and her madness
only assumed. how could he possiMy exist
on those mountains or in those forests
during the frost and snow and amid the
fearful tcmpcsts of winter without. being
obliged to descend into the valleys and
thus expom himself to the danger of dis-
covery by the officers of Justice? ilut was
it indeed necessary that ho slmuld return
to the Italian territory? Could ho not do-
scond on the cthur side and under an as.
would harm dwell unknown in some ro-
lnuto village of “La Hello Stiletto?"
This was ccrtuinly not inumssible. Tho
penmntry of threw. parts are unsorupto
ions, and Yulsussiuu Would naturally find
many uccompllcvs and pmh-ctors arnong
them and would certainly prefer a country
of smugglcrs who dcllghtml like himself
in evading the law. Au abode, therefore,
in this Well known region Wmlltl offer!»
more aware refuge for Mich a character
than tho great and “'l'll gum-dud routes to
England and Auwrlm.
These and similar crmuldumtlons arose
spoiilnumusly in my mind, but. the driver
and other tellers of tho story only slumk
their heads and laughed. For them ltosa
Munilin continued to be the hind woman
of the mountains and her luvvr a crushed
form long buried bcncnth the rocks.
I O it i '1 O 0
That same winter such enormous quan-
tltlcrt of snow fell from the mountains
that the whole melon greatly unlit-red.
and many futnl tllWlA‘rflmK‘llrt’t‘tl. Among
the latter the cottage of lioso Mnnliln was
buried bemmth a falling avalanche. It
was generally Bililitmlctl that slmwns ah-
scnt from homo ut the time of tho catas-
trophe, but whom the snow was at length
retrieved and the mystery solved two both
ice worn discovered lmncnth the ruins——
that of the poor girl and that of nmnn still
young. whom she held in a last xmionnto
embrace. The mat majority of the peas.
ants recognized him as aiamc musician
who wandered almut the country with his
«gun, but. some of them more that the
face of the dead man was no other than
that of the bold miugglor, Constantino
Valentina, the hnndsmuo lover of the
Menuhin Rose.
3118 the msjmity were so loud in their
notations that the few were silenced, lo
the latter wisely held their was and
smiled, and won Row Minnie, m u
the lay in the marble twenty of death, was
uptemttsdauduupimdforthowoond
love they attributed to her. Happily the
MM to tit“ landwhero WWW”
when tmbli " and the strife of
tamed":
Rom
Painless Extracting wtl! its.
lilalized lit at Cocaine. In * -
fxtra Charge.
Sets of Teeth. $5 ioifilil
omce hours. from b‘ u. m, to 6 p In.
Dr. Boutwell is using a preparation in nib
ling which renders the operation as nearly ‘
painless as possible without injury to the
test
LAUDER’S BLOCK.
4 80. Main 8t., 80. Hermit.
rail in:
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Buildings moved in first-class order. Slum
boilers and heavy machine'rfiin s lulty.
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Box 384. Norwalk. Conn.
8121 ll'
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Nothing is left indefinite: to be settled at a (In
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All mmui ' ’
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tvnuncms.
on ma won mu of
airway”;
‘ smooth, are when]! »
Within—dbl Women!
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Can be consulted at her office,
342 Broad St, Bridgeport. flora,
from ill a. m. to 7 p. m. any day except Sunday.
The Doctor is a regular ph sician and for
the lart sixteen years hum etho Dle
of VUMEN a specialty. Ladies suffori
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consult l)r.uullfo lathe strictest contid .
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Bell island.
Cottages of 3. 5, 7, 10 and 12 rooms,
by the month or season.
WTrnllt-y mad connections with South Nor-
wnlk «very ill minu'es; connections at
South Norwalk by N. Y. N. H. and H. R.
It. to all points east, west and north.
For terms and full particulars, address.
T. H. FOSTER.
Bell Island; or, Danbury, Conn.
ml 2m
coal; - '
COAL
Old Company’s ‘
LEHIGH, *‘
HAZLETON,
CROSS CREEK,
and other first class family 7
COAL.
Our range andJieater
GOALS
for family use are carefully pre-
pared; all slate and dust remov-
ed before delivery.
RAYMflND BROS.
scorn NORWALK.
In: so 3A1!- coined
"you Dim-en. Falling ”fl"
amt. Bleepienneudflg tly It'll
no ..csm by panobnrfs. ufl‘or
cough rm,- bushing? out; r 1 first man
at. l’rlce. .00 epoch: '.
«or: “arr
*‘brb’lcfifrlmrw .. ‘
as?» 3'3? 3%?
‘ also limit. W
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