" M" SOUTHNORWALKEVENING summer). TUESDAY. wetter 7. 1894. we: HAVE w New Mlllllilllil. IN 10 LB. PAILS. THEY WEIGH ABOUT 1LB. EACH. JUST THE RELISH FOR HOT WEATHER. WANT TO SELL YOU SOME AT 950. THE PAIL, Dibble &' _ Comstock’s Excels all others in Strength and Purity. l Send 2- cent stamp for pictures. Wiumrs at Cannes. Hartford. Ct. W.H.Meeker& 0'. Sole Agent for 6. 8:1. R. BOLTON'S HOT WATER HEATEP Nillllblllg, Steam and Gas-Fitting. Tilt and Sheet tron Wort. . Hot Air Heating. Plans and tfhlllllitittr irll‘tilnln'il for either but water. Munro or hot air hunting. ‘ui «it"l‘il \! .\ | \ h’I Hunthleluii, Fish and Vegetable Market . ll (1 $.55; t c: L} . 7;;9.» fL'" 1 EE 3:; l '1' "‘ 1 ./¢ } bi: "‘ ~, . 2; / ’ fi‘ 3‘ 1T :3 “M; ”ELIE: ‘ I: w " ,._ l H Xi have H.512: deiiverml every Saturday mi: . Norwatk. Conn. Caught 0t! N-irwalk islands. 8 Norwalk Lobste l PLACE <2~ 1:» 0 «7 4° 4’» j AOVERTISEMENTS ”IN THE—~— * Sentinelj . slowly up tlic road. THE HARVEST OF THE SEA. The deep miles dreaming by the shun, Arid up the rugged. grassy steep The fisher toil: bring home once more Their harvest gathered from the deep. Like ripened plains at summer tide, Their cornfields are the waters wide. For wife and home and nestling child. They travail on the trackless sea. The smile that is at parting smiled May be a life's last memory—- The accentsof a farewell word May be the latest ever heard. When on the sea of life I sell. With weary longinas and regret. If all my countless efforts fail, I must not fall to cast my net, Waiting till One poi-chance comes nigh To show me where the fishes lie. Wordl. OLD PARSON WADE. The pompous little chairman of the village church committee ended his neat little speech with a final flourish of his fat hands, and leaning back in his chair complacently await- ed the reply of his audience, the Rev. James Wade. But there was no response from tho motionless fig- ure by his side. It was growing dusk, but the flickering tirelight showed him the outlines of the old man‘s gaunt framc, tho droop of the bowed head and tho trembling, wrin- kled hand upon which it rested. There was something in Parson Wade's attitude that disturbed the chairman’s self complacency, and be shifted uneasily from one position to another and wished heartily that his words had rcmaincd iiiisaid. “Blast if I dreamed the old man would fecl so cut up about it,” he said to himself. “As Mis‘ Prentice said. he‘d orter expect it. He‘s bed his day.” It had seemed a simple thing. Old Parson Wade had become old fashioned and rusty and outgrown, too, by the people of the bustling little factory village. What was to be done, thcn, but to throw him one side, like any dingy old garment, and replace him with a new minister of later pattern and more popular style? But for some reason it isan easier niattcr to discard an old coat than an old pastor, at lcast so thought Chairman Hicks as ho glanccd uneasily at his companion, wliilc scvcriil minutcs slowly ticked themselves away. At last tho stillncss bccamo unsup— portablc. Ilo startcd up and fell to poking the tire with ncrvous, cncr- gctic strokcs. which sccmcd likely to put out tho ilaiiics. Ills action, howcvcr. scrvcd to aroiisc Parson \Viltl“. who rosc iiiccliuiiiciilly, rcachcd for his shabby bcnvcr hat, and with it low “flood night, Mr. Hicks." inovcd with slow, unccrtain stops toward tho door. “You Won't hold no grudgc, par- soni" said Mr. Tilt-ks. following him. But tlic parson suil'crcd his ncrvclcss iingcrs to rcst for an instant iii tho Strong grasp of tha- chiiiriiian, tlicii silcntlyoiwncd thc door and Wont nut. 11otottcrcddown tho stcpsand fiimblcd su-ru-rul llllilllli'fi at tho grito bci'orc he could opt-ii ii. Tho day wascndiug in a drcary ruin ——a chilly Novetiibcr rain that made pcoplo turn up rhcir coat collars with a shircr and rcinark that win‘ tcr was coming. 'I‘lu~ wind wliistlcd about tlic lonclyiigiiro as ll crr-pt Fitl'iil gusts pliiycd with tho thin locks that straizglcd orcr lllh‘ cl illnr and llll'l‘i't‘tl his thri-udbarc triiriiu-nis, Wllllt‘ tho rain nioisiciovl his hllt'l'lili‘lt‘fl so that tho l'udod old cycs could H‘lll‘tfi‘ly sr-o the path. lint, old I’lll’brlll \Vadc sccincd to liccd ncithcr wind nor rain, but with bond bowcd low stag gcrcdoii in thc blinding storm. lt' pusscrsby noticcd tho dcsolatc iig~ urn it was only toclusp tlicir bun- dlce tiglilcr, biiiioii lhcir coats closcr and hurry past, lcaring him soon forgotten. Tho lll'wri of his dismissal had conic to I‘iirson Wadc with criicl Hlltl' ill‘lllll'hH, :lllll only by dcgrccs did ho l‘ltt'nt‘r'l‘ from his hull iliizwl coiuli tion. (lrcrtiiidorcr in mcchaiucril fashion lu-rcpciitcd Mr, IIIi‘IiHWUl‘iIH, “'I‘licri-s Hitiiu that’s lira-d of old fitsliloiu-d doctrincs and wish u ynlttigiil' pt'cur'llcl'. A pl'oizi‘l'sniwi ago, pursuit. is that worn living in." 'I‘hcy \vcrn tircrl of him. lhcii, that was what it all mount. and ilicro was no loriizcr :inyuun for him lll tho world. It Would In‘ no tilwuysnow. Nobody Would corn for him or look to him for old. And tlioitir-ls, his ilaiiirbtcra, whirl Would lbcy any whcn lbcy board of it, how Wtilllli they i'cm-ivc IlllH iii-We? With bitter rcproaclics, with strutting Words, ho know. and tlic thought sciitn Hllllll‘ dcr through llllll. ch, it would niakc things Worsc for him at. home, and things \Vct't'mrl'ry ciiouuh ”turn at bust. All through tho drcriry ycaru siiico his wifc‘s llI'iIIll tho old man had been under tho rulooi lwoiinmiir- t'icd daughters, who iiiruic iiocifort to conccal the fact that “Mr old fa» thcr was an tiucoinfortiihlo burdcn on their hands. ’l‘licy allowcd him slicltcr and food to avoid town go.» sip and addml his uwagr-r salary to tho comfortable little inconir- that they gained by touching. But by continued taunts they succumb-t] in making his wliolclifo and and un- comfortable. Yet Parson Wade al~ ways texts-clad that some day he Would come home to find a kind wel- come and loving Words from them. “'l‘hey’m Mary’s children,”he would any to liiiiisolf. “Surely they must earn a little for their old father.” But this dreary November night the old comforting assurance was no longer his. In the bitterness of this new pain he gave up all hope that he could ever be wanted anywhere. With these thoughts in his mind the. old man stumbled on and at last turned in at the gate and reached the house that he called home. He stepped out of the cold and gloom of the night into the warmth and cheer of the cozy little hall. Ho paused for a moment and held his thin, chilled fingers ovcr the register. The grateful warmth stole in upon his benumhed senses, and despite his sorrow he felt a thrill of pleasure. Then as he looked up it seemed for an instant as if he were waking from a painful dream, for there in the doorway stood a Winsome little maiden, who eyed him with childilsh curiosity. The old man was passion- ately fond of children, and his faded cyes grow wistful as he said in quiv‘ raring tones, "Come and son inc, lit— tle one." There was little in the gaunt old man, with his stooping shoulders, thin spectaclcd face and shabby, scanty ill fitting garmcnts, to attract a child. But she startcd toward him and was almost in his arms when a sharp voico cried: "Fathcr Wiidc, what right how you to touch her? Como away, Elsie, dcar, tho ugly old man will hurt you." With these words Miss Harriet, tho yt lung» or of tho daughtcrs. led away tin- cliiid, and Parson ‘illlu was once more alone. The look of lllllli vi‘i‘cnifc and terror that. stoic chr the child‘s face ciit deep into tho old man's heart as his daughtcr'scruclwords failed to do. A slight moan cscapcd his lips, but drcading ii frcsli rchiikc he choked back a rising sob and hob. bled away into the darkncssot' his ownroom. Half an hour latcr the little hoiisc— hold gathered at the tea tablc. Miss Wade, tall and stately, prcsidcd with cold dignity, and oppositc licr sat Miss Harriet, with little Elsic, the daughter of a near neighbor, who had left the child with tho Wade wmncn for tho aftcrnooii, 'I‘lic par- son for lk his scat, and rcvcrr *ntly lit liv- ing his hciid moved his lipsiii ii mur- niurcd praycr of thanks. Instantly his daughtcrs hcgan ll. cluttci' of fill Vcr and china, while in nccdli-ssly lrillrl toncs tlicy hogan to talk griyly on Hillllt‘ amusing rind ll'lIlIlll: >lll| jcct. This was it disciplinary iiicas- lll‘t‘ iii tIu-ii' cycs. "\Vc must brr-alt him of this absurd habit," tlicy said to catch othcr in talking ihc iiiiittcr ovcr. "l'onic. yoii'vcintiinblcd long ciioiigli," ci‘icil l‘lli-ib' IIut'i‘ii-t. “'l‘lic tonal is gr'lillig cool." Littlc lilsic cycd tho old man fur tircly during the opcning of tho lllt‘:ll and iidgcrcd uneasily in lu-r chair. Slur was a timid child,iunl Miss Wadi-‘5 rcmark lingcrcd inrhcr llli‘liltil‘y. "Will he hurt inc now ;” slic whis- pcrcd to Miss ATllI'I'li'I aftcr Nililt‘. minutes. “Why, you pour child? lint": Tll‘ frightcii you: Yoiid bctlcr taki- your plain and cup into tlic kitc‘iicn, l‘ullici‘. Idon't wondwr tho child in friglitcncd. You rcally nrciincuiiny tonight." Sn I’lll'Hiii “'ziilr‘ \\';l> \‘illllNlu'tl In llic kill‘lll'll, How to Fill his l‘l'l'illl and drink his iicrili Il':l :llHlli‘ llc loiigml for :1 bit of rot-oi for his sup pcr and it llllll' crcoiu illlll ~u-gor for his tcu. Uni-c. illlrlllllh bci’oic, llI' had llliIIlI‘ bold in i'cuch for lln- lllllli pitclicr. but \\;i~ sloppcd by tin- words, “Ito you think wi- can utl'ord to supply you \Vllll luxurics you who do not t‘ill‘ll clcar tca crcn' Alli-r that In“ did not Ullt‘llll Ill llim way again. but tonuzlil lic wntclml with almost n i'cclmg ol' ciii‘y tin- slw‘k, \i'cll fcd cut as i-«lu' luppul hoi- Id’lllllllllll: Hilll'r'l' ot' rrcaioy mill. Lucky cull 'l‘lii-r'cwasiiii\':i_\':~iciioiich filial I'Iil' llt'l'. (In lllr‘ way up stairs il\\‘lllll‘ lJlIt‘l’ I‘lii'wri Wudo pusscd lllv' parlor lllunl‘ and putiwil u lllilllli‘lll to look 1:: Thu iiro was burning: clii-crilr Ill lio- grain, thorn was ll. cii~liionml «hair bi-l‘orc it. and on tho lnbln by tlic lot: liulilcd lump “in. tho crcning l ; pr r. 'l‘lu‘ old Illllll lirwilulml llv- \\2l=‘- lir‘\‘i'l‘ :illivuml iii lliul zoom. ilI' litscn, lllll tln- “Him“ lu- rcntctriln l'l‘ll, lizid :'o1u~ to tulic l‘llwiv boiiw. away And tbzil luliwl‘. hc \\‘.I‘i ~ or“, Inul AI limit I‘i'imt'l r-l' Ill-r twirl-“twitch lrcld thc tiny lwlni'c iii a ill'lljlllml llif'. t‘ll}, 'l‘lu' lctiiplulioii \\.o. iriwnt thin, Ili' Mil down in llw lituzi’ilt)’ t'luili‘ our] laws" in Wall. 'l‘lllu uvoi'y old l‘bi'isiiun \‘I'II’I’llll. his 3min ol' actiw r-‘r‘l‘li'ii‘l' curb-«l. yourncrl lut‘ ricm ol' lbw lliouauiuli-a of Hitlrlll'l'“ in thc thick of “in light. and rui'cli' did a rumor or tunguziiu- critcr his hands, 'I'liul Ill“ Work It" so into] \vrioslill troiiii: on ho full surc. but in his iiur row. l'I‘illlllH'ii lilo lu- loitucd for do bob-d lirliirusol' tbc progrcsnof lin- church. With ullkll'llllll‘.‘ vycs Il!‘ twill, for ui'lillli: his own sorrows. Half an hour bud primal wlwn a band rlrcw tbc paper from his grasp, and his l‘ltli'HI duiiglitor-‘s cold voicc said, “You forgot that this room is not in iciulcd for your uric." Miss Wudc wrw llt‘W‘l‘ kouliusivr‘ in her lunumllzc as llt'l' hot I“lllp4'l‘Hl sisil'r. but Iicr icy, sarcastic words wr-ro ol’tcii riiiitc rim-titling. But tonight Iicr fathcr muccly heard tho words. Tic roan iiiH-liaiiicnlly, and with focblo stop cltmlwd lb" «lairs inllis i'lutnilmi‘. 'i‘lit-rc in tho- burc. desolate rootri, wiiirlr him! failed cam-r and its “rarity iiiniililiings. shut out from the ciirmi'y lli'll" parlor with its iin’~ plflr mnlzooks and cushioned chairs. the M'Vr‘l'lrl dorm. old man spent the long evenings in dreary loneliness. There he toiled over his spiritless sermons, trying out of his meager, barren life to find something that might bring encouragement and com- fort to some struggling soul. When the oil gave out in the little lamp, and the light grew dim, he would close his books with a sigh and gath- er his papers together, and often as the sound of music and laughter floated upward from the parlor be— low the lonely old man OlLlllB knees spent the remainder of the evening, and indeed much of the night, in agonized pleading for release, for help. Tonight his only wish, his one plea, was for death, and with tears falling from his eyes he begged piteously that his Father in heaven would take him to himself. Sloop, liOchcr, brought uncon- sciousness, and with tho morning came a new desire to live. It came ——for so curiously docs tho trivial minglc with the tragic in this check- crcd life of ours—from an invitation out to tea! The invitation canto from Widow Bickford, one of his parislr ioncrs, rich and cliildlcss and as full of whims and odditics as a woman can possibly bc. Doiibtlcss slur had summoncd him to say that his dis- missal was richly doscri‘cd, rcilcctcrl tlic parson, but at all ci'cnts he should get a good siippor. and tho widow's squash pics wcrc famous. Aftcrnoon conic. and Parson Wade brushcd his thrcadbaro clothcs, Ilt‘il and rcticd his rusty nccktio with still", cagcr fingers and sniootlicd his thin locks with iniinitc pains. He was trembling all ovcr with dcliglit, this foolish old Iliilll, for it was many a weary month siiicc any one had in- vited him out to it‘ll. and lic was an pleased as a child at the prospcct. A little smilc stoic ovcr tlic wrin- kled face with its sad lines and fur- rows of carc, and Parson Wade dc- cidcd, in this now. intoxicating pleas» tire, to say nothing to his daughtcrs of the parish i‘~iiiiiiiiittcc's dccision until uftcr his rctiirn from Widow Bickford's tczi. So off lic startcd, with Something akin to briskncss in his gait, and his lll'llll quito crcct, as bccamc a pastor tni'itcd out to tcaby it \Vt‘ultlly llit-llilici' (if his Iltittli. All through ihc mm]. at which tho parsoii was tho only giicst. thc cliccry littlo widow watchcd him narrowly with hcr sharp littli- i-ycs, gossiping giiyly tlic Willlt‘ about this thing and that. And tlic p:ii,\oii forgot his sor rows, forgot his sliulibiiic», ycs, for. got his duuzzlitcrs own and laughed his wwik. qtiiivcriiig laugh, which no oiic had board for ycurs, as ho told long :lllt‘t'tlinli'H of li}'}.:tilli‘ ll:l}"~'. The widow, it sci-ins. bud obscri‘cd ihoold man for many months with iiiiiiglcd pity and indignation and hadcomc to :i Nilllr‘wlhll startlitigdcw termination in law funny. whimsical fashion. To lm Slll‘I', rho had llt‘t'll bcse-t by it doubt ortuo. mainly in I'Hlilll‘i‘lllill with hcr husband. dciid sonic 20 _\‘\ill‘.\. Iltit slic was not ii Woman to licsitzitc longr win-ii i-lic ~saw licr duty plainly, :ind tin-so (liiullls‘ “'t’l'i‘ illt‘i‘i'l'ul‘r‘ illsptm‘il uf sitiniiiiirily. "Rf tho Lord wants inc to iiiari'y rho pumvii :ind lllkt‘ crirc of llllll. why. Ilzlli':~~'lli“llItllu‘r‘ul‘i‘ulIlll'1lllllili'l\'~ lord‘s t'cclincs. and I doii‘t hurcno llr‘I‘tl to ll'nlllllt' riiysclt' about 'ciii. And llll':lll| was :ilmiys sili’ll .’l Sl‘lhl- blc critti-r'” So lhc old l:i-l_\‘ Ill ll"l' i‘l'lnll black Hlli gown and lust lun' cup. hillllt‘ll Hll llic Hiltllrlufi Mill old lllltll, whilc ~lic liclpcd llllll him-rally to thc Mir-Its on tho labli- niid iiiiully Nilll‘ ”.Tillllt‘ri \\ lUII‘. _\'( ill'll ill'lt'l' Iu‘ It mluirl out fur, and the Lord scz far "In to do if.” The rimiizol primal fairly gaspcd for an instant, but ho had been rub-d all his lit'.« by \roiimnkitid, so hc llli‘t‘lily tniiriniircd. “Yr-Sin.” ”It's kindcr loucly without it man ‘lmiit llll‘ lililr‘l', and that .Iukc. hc's wuthlcss ‘iilcss tlu-rc's it man to M'i' tor him. You and l. liill'Mill, iii-o old i-uough to do without liiizhi'itlulin talk "bout low :llltlhli'll. iiiidr-‘o, lsay, tho mom-r worn llllll'l'li‘ll tlicbcliiii’." 'l‘lu‘ WllIIJW «how a sigh of rclicf as )«llt‘ t‘llllt'll, lo lllillli that now ”14' innitcr wusriil witlcd. 'l'lic pat'son wrpcd his bpm‘ltu'li‘n and siiidli-ui‘ fully, "Hod blc~s you.“ A litllc lllIl'l‘ llta llicy “ill bcl'oro Illl' blazing lll'cplucc tho IIIII’MIII iiillcl‘i'd out, "lint Mutt will tlrc gallantry?" "Hay r" l‘cspotidwl Ilu' Widow lll'lb‘ll‘ 15', "Why, lulu 0‘ thing“. Neither NIW 'ctit wlivii llu'y didn‘t. lint we won't lcll ‘ctii llll Il‘sull oror with~ and Illl‘il lct ’viri iullil" And so Tlll y wvrc iiiurricd. It was woiulcriul IIIHH‘ liow Hutu I‘iiruon “'ndo got. iici-iiaionu'd in his Iltlu lii'otirlvlotiiiiiiil his lifwifcusir. 'l‘IiciI, too, ho rivvcr rculizwl that. tho iiil‘cc- tillnfiul‘! :IltliHHI nbsmltiimi‘i lllillllll‘l‘ with which his driiuzliicrs now trout ml Iiini Was «luv to tlw cliiuigc in his fort uncs. 'l'lic simplo old man iv-ally lwlicvixl thiitoi' which II“ had rli‘caiiu-d was conic, and that his daughters bad rc» turned to tho”- old, childish fondness for him. ’l‘lwold taunts and sliuhts worn all forgotti-n, and if cvt-r Mrs. Wrulo wow icinptcd to remind him she I'tll‘l‘luil‘v. though slio insisimlal— ways that TH‘I‘ moncy should not be spent upon tbc “girls." Son wmrltli of l'lll'i‘l' and comfort came into llioloncly. sad old bio, and Pattern) Wudo wormed likciy to cud hisdnysalinrmt unconscious that he was error othcrwisu than happy, for every day the rncmoryof tlm'old sor— row grows faintcr. and he dririkstbe meet cup of oblivioirSpringtiold Republican l commune JUNE 4. * THE STEAMEH an Oil aunt. DAILY SERVICE BETWEEN South Norwalk and New York. FARE—SINGLE, 40c.; EXCURSION, 70c. Leave South Norwalk. 7:30 a. m. Leave New York. Beekman street. 2:15 p. mill-Batm- day. 2.00 p. in. Leave East Thirtydlrst street. 2540 p. on; Saturday, 2:11) p. in. FY8121“ Steamer. City of Norwalk. leaves New York. Monday. Wednesdayiaiidtl'rlday M 5:00 p. in. Leaves Norwalk Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday at 5:00 p. .m. Freight‘ received from 7:00 a. in. tollfl) p. m. - ‘ . 11 ll. PopuliIA’R AFTERNOON SAIL. Sunday, August I 2th STEAMER CITY OF ALBANY. PORT JEFFERSON. PORT JEFFERSON. 250 EXOORSION FARE. MUSIC ON THE BOAT. IEAVE SOUTH NORWAlK, 2:OO; lEATE PORT JEFFERSON, 5:00 NOTICE—Route maybe changed or still postponed should weather prove unfavorable for the comfort of passenzcrs. 4- ROTON POINT, SOUTH NORWALK. CONN. The Most charming Summer llesort on Long Island Sound. FINE HOTEL, FINE BATHINO HOUSES, GENERAL ATTRACTIONS. Every facility for providing for large excursions. DANCING DAILY, Every Afternoon and Eventng in the Pavilion. Trolley Cars Every Twenty Minutes llntil lllzllO p. m. Roton Point Improvement Company, Owners and Proprietors. d. FINKENSTEIN, General Manager -———ASK FOR—~— RROWN’S $3.00 SHOE. And you will see not only a Neat and Perfect Flttlng Shoe. But one in which the Best Material is Used, Combining Durability and Style Making it the host 83.00 Seamless Slice in the market. EVERY PAIR WARRANTED. Call and examine them before purchasing any other shoe, at H. S. BROWN’S, South Mala Street. 50. Norwalk. F JUST RECEIVED A LARGE LINE or Baby Carriages, FROM $5 UP. Largo assortment of Oak lied-room Suits. Sideboards, Ex- tension Tahles, Fancy Chairs and Parlor Furniture at bottom prices. Raymond & Sons. “Nu“onn REST‘AREBHNWQ 5% 1.. , T‘ii‘muo. W,” ll‘lnrztuhwm ”r" v r oitmrmmmuassoh as West; arr-mm .Imu or H ‘i-M . "Tin“, ahrninm-v Inst flan amt. ,‘J , I wt Jim; W thin-on. . II Ill-“true. lmél or I‘mfld-mr. "'3" 1 i :; NIdf‘inlnmlluam-f pm, ‘1 In la'lricrgllvfiltmuna of mam-r 3 t , :1“. . , by Murfiwrllrm. pm"- ilwlrors. tihl'P-vlva’w-i £11111er a : - » 't .Mit wllcl ll, iln.‘ y. nusump “‘il l 11“" . r .v vfimgil'tnmfinylln twirl; ” it,” fly Mail pet-rm llitvlulmn am van! 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