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fl Gllristmas Experience. in
Seven chapters.
By T. 0. DE LEON,
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Author of “Creole and Puritan,” “The
Rocker the Rye,” “Four ,- Years
‘ in Rebel Capitals,” etc.
She dropped her face into her hands as
she spoke the last word, but all the rest
she had said with her eye fixed un-
swervingly upon mine and looking down
into my very soul. I am considered by
most of my friends to be rather a modest
man. On this particular occasion I must
confess that I was ' rather taken aback
and became rather Imisty in the mind.
,But there could be noIdoubt as to what
the girl meant. Driven to desperation
I by her forced engagement, feeling the
unbearablegrasp of a hated fatetight-
ening on her, she was—yes,.there was no
, room for doubt—she was making love
to me!
For a second the base idea crept into
my mind, Revenge! Bettie Blythe, the
gilt, the shameless flirt, cannot triumph
over me if I marry the heiress of “Shady-
nook” instead of the poor lawyer’s daugh-
ter! For a second Iwas on the eve of
. clasping the White Mouse in my arms,
and blackening my soul with the per-
jury that I adored her—that I never had.
loved but her!
Thank heaven! it was only for a sec-
ond, when the unnatural, the frightful
Want of modesty stood naked in my
' sight. Much as I had despised the girl
. before, I actually loathed her now. . But
to tell her so? There was the rub. I?
appeal to any young lawyer ‘who has:
had an heiress make love to him attmidm
night if it isn’t a little awkward'to re-
fuse her?
“Miss Belton,” I said at last, looking,
into the fire, “I make every allowance!
for your trials—foe your unusual excite-
ment that has driven you to say things to
me you may wish unsaid to-morrow”——
“To-morrow I shall glory in them.
even more than now!”
“To-marrow you may regret,” I con-
tinued, heedless of the interruption,
“that you said them to me.”
“You are the sole man on earth to
whom I would ever dream of speaking
so!” she' broke in hastily; “to no~one else
could I be so immodest as to— ”—
Here she melted into a perfect cataract
of tears. I don’t like tears. They wash
all the manhood outof me; they dissolve
me as if I were beet root sugar. I began
at once to regret the accident that had
made the young woman care for me;
and, to try and be a little more gentle,
I put myself through a strict cross-ex-
amination as to whether I had ever given
her any cause to believe I cared for her,
any encouragement, any reason. But a
hastily impaneled jury of conscience,
habit and memory acquitted me nem.
con.
Then, panoplied in the triple conscious-
ness of right. I turned once more upon
the young woman before me.
“Miss Belton,” I said, with an arctic
[rigidity in my tone, “you will permit
me to say that I am astonished and”—
“Astonished! You!”
The invariable recurrence of that pro-
noun and the dreadful emphasis upon it
were beginning to wear mypatience out.
I continued rather hastily;
“Astonished, surely; and I may say
pained at the—a—the confession of what
I cannot but consider a passing—a—
caprlce.”
The White Mouse flashed round at me.
She seemed to expand and dilate in the
flickering light, and her lips were com-'
pressed till they seemed very white in the
reflection.
“May I remind you such a suspicion is
injiu'ious to my modesty?” she said, cold-
ly; “but I know in my heart I will'prove
to you by my whole future that my love
is a part of my being—will end only with
my life!”
Did ever a modest man meet such per-
sistence? I could not strike that girland
crush her where she stood. Oh how .I
longed for a man in her place! for had
he been the Benicia Boy I should have
pounded him then and there. Morally
certain that the white haired young crea-
ture was dying of love for me, half per-
suaded that she was going to marry me
then and there by force, what could I
say? I stared blankly at her, while a
smile of wonderful sweetness-stole round
her lips, as she murmured, half toherself:
“Let the world say what it will; love
like mine purifies all. We will be very,
very happy.” ‘
Tender of heart, I began to pity the
young'woman. Laboring under a terri-
ble hallucination about the future asshe
was, there was still something almost
sublime in the faith she held in the power
of her love. , Its spell began to work on
me. Rapidly Iran over my chances for
the future if I fell into her views. I al-
most began to waver, though half uncon-
sciously, as I said:
“You would be sacrificing everything.
Mr. Goldwin’s fortune is g immense,
and”-—-——
‘ ‘Goldwin’s fortune! I had rather love
another with the coat upon his back un-
' paid for than that creature in-an emper-
or’s robes.” '
By Venus! she, seemed in earnest.
There wasthat in her eye I could not dis- '-
believe. But howinthe world did she
know-that my-coa.t_ Was not paid for?
' That it was a fact did not makeit a sub-
ject to dwell on; and thenit‘ was so‘deuc-
edly unsentimental! , Still the girl’s-sin-
cerity and evident truth so.t'ouched me
that it was very meekly I returnedto the
charge, and then I only ,set up objections
for her to knock down.
"But in throwing over Goldwin.” I,
said, more gently, “you do not~reflect
how you risk your own fortune”;—
“My own fortune! ~ Oh, you have never
loved as I' do, Or you would. see that
could notweigh one. grain of sand. ' My
fortune! Can you think me selfish. base
enough, toset that trash,- for one mo-
ment against one single 1001:, one single
word,“ love?” '
Bali‘s IIIPOSES
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Now that Was no u....... ' . . I
very heroic, but then it was also decid-
edly indiscreet. .It might have done on
the stage. but hardly here. I had not a
dollar, as she well knew; and yet this
inscrutable young female could not
only make love to me ofi hand, but could
talk of her fortune whistled down the
wind as if it were not ten cents in
stamps.
“But there is no danger of that,” she
added, carelessly, “for my aunt could
not be angry with me a week. She
would forget her disappointment—we
should both be equally dear to her.” '
Here was balm in Gilead; for the an-
cient Grifl'in, besides the Grove estate,
was reputed “very warm.” I looked
thoughtfully into the fire, and the words
fell upon my shocked modesty and sore
wonderment like soothing balsam. Rail-
road shares-bank shares—corners in
Erie—broWn front on the avenue—all
passed in rapid panorama between my
eyes and the glowing coals. There was
a half r'elenting in my voice as I said,
“Are you very sure of that?”
“Very sure. But- what of that? He
whom I love”—and the. girl fixed her
eyes full upon mine 'with never a blink
nor a tremor—“he whom I love would
value it all as trash.” ‘
The deuce he would! Then I little
knew myself. But the information just
given was sufficient, and I began to see
daylight. I actually believe for the last
ten minutes I had forgotten t very ex-
istence of Bettie Blythe. I ha " Iven
remembered the little shock to my pride
at finding out her duplicity—had lost
even my ire at Tom. Jones’ perfidy. I
was doing a little sumin mental arith-
metic, in which the I White Mouse was '
the exponent of an unknown power of
farm, manor house-and woodland.
But I could‘not‘ restrain my-desire to
speak at least part of the truth. She
was leaning now upon the manteL.her
pale forehead resting upon her right
hand and her left hanging.- canelessly by
her side. ' I took that left hfiid in my
own,.not without a twinge of co'nscience. ,
“You and I'have long been friends,” I
said. “We are sympathetic, perhaps,
but we hardly know each other 'well
enough yet to speak surely of certain
things.” '
~ She withdrew her hand very gently.
“Why not?” she asked.
“Because it may be——that.:is”—-(it Was
horribly embarrassing to explainy—“are
you very sure that you love—a—that you
know your own mind?”
“As sure as that I live!” She spoke
camestly and absently, but looked
straight into the fire and not at me.
“And you do—you think—that is you
have—in your own mind you have reason
to trust that”—
“Had I not a certainty beyond trust—
beyond reason,” she broke in—“I had
been false to my sex to speak to-night to
you.” .
Wonderful power of love! Wonderful
confidence of passion!
But where in the deuce had I ever given
her one reason to believe I cared for her?
Once more the triple jury held a hasty
session over me; once more I was tri-
umphantly acquitted. -
“Anna,” I said—”very gently now—
“perhaps your aunt would not forgive.
Would you be willing to sacrifice every-
thing, to endure poverty even, for the
sake of your love?” The girl only looked
at me for answer, but that strange smile
flickered once more around her lips.
“And suppose you do another more than
justice—suppose your loss of fortune
should change feelings you now be-
lieve”—-—
“Never!" she said.
secure for that.”
“And would it override all obstacles?
Would it forgive a recent rivalry and the
love that is even now scarcely driven
from the heart you would ' make your
own?”
Anna Bolton, the White Mouse, turned
short upon me. Something in my words
'transfigured her. She Iwas a very Py-
thoness, and her eyes flashed fire as she
drew her slender height up before me.
“Silence, sir!” she cried. “Perhaps I
am rightly punished for forgetting I was
still a maiden who should not speak.
When you spoke of Imoney, you merely
injured me. To intimate the possibility
of a rival is insult! After all I have said
to you, after all you know, it. is bitter
insult, which I will not listen to.”
And the young person swept out of
the room, utterly ignoring the hand I
stretched out to detain her.
I looked stupidly into the fire.
_ And evefi’as I gazed the face that rose
\before me was not Anna’s, but Bettie
BIythe’s. '
i 'CHAPTER V.
I IN THE DEPTHS.
“My love is too
“She told me she could make it all. right
‘ - with you.” .
How long I gazed stupidly into the fire
I'lmow not, but the shadow of the past
lose out of it, shutting out the present
utterly. No 'sooner was the pressure of
her presence taken off than my mind re-
bounded from the White Mouse.
got her very existence. ,
Blacker and vblacker grew the coals,
and with them the gloom of my thoughts
grew deeper and deeper; but, bitter as
they were, the cold became more bitter
still, and I was literally driven by it, to
seek my own room. . '
. As I entered the door I almost ran over
1 to hostlbr, who was still engaged in his
1 lysterious interview with Tom. '
, “And are you sure you understand
'oerfectly, Bosley?” the latter was saying, .
‘We must have no risk of a mistake this
“I got“ alljmipladgl asjwri‘f- ’,” go:
1
I for-.
sponuéd‘sag’ely‘he or the stables as no
tapped his forehead. “Let ’un zee—I
moon rises at three,.starts at four, drives
nineteen milesintwo hours and a half,
and feeds light on cut feed,and looks out
for Jalap’s kickin’ of his near foreleg.”
“Right as a trivet, Bosley! You’re a
trump, and this is yours;l’ and Tom
chucked the fellow abright half eagle as
heleftthe room. Then he jerked off his
coatand lighted an Havana.
I could stand it no longer.
'Asthe grinning groom left the room I
turned'npon Tom and prepared to charge.
“Hold a bit, old boy,” he said. “I
have treated you badly, I know.”
A fierce snort was the only response I
deigned to give. .
“Yes, I know it, but prudence w
essential. You’re not riled?”
“Riled!” I answered, with forced calm-
ness. “I can’t see how you have used
me badly, but: you must permit me,to
say you have done yourself great in-
justice.” -
Tom seemed a little puzzled.
“And you have done a palpable, a
grossinjustice”—I was grand now, doing
the outraged Virtuous-“to an old per—
son who”-——— . ,-
“0h, bother the old person!” be inter-
rupted, carelessly. "But then you have
really twigged what I am up to in the
morning ” -
“Intthe morning.” A ray of light be-
gan to dawn upon me. - I
“Yes, in the morning. I’m going to—
now, old boy, don’t look scared—I’m
going to run away and be married!”
To be married! And in the morning!
The ray of light was a blinding gleam
now. I was literally staggered. I
dropped into a chair with a big lump in
my throat. . '
“Yes, my boy, I’m to be marriedin the
morning. You know I’d have told you
before, but Bet andI only fixed it yester-
day. She arranged it all in the sleigh as
we came along; and, for reasons you
know so well, we must be quick; I’m
done for if the old party suspects. But
it’s all fixed—you’re to help me.”
“I help you!” I. gasped, faintly.
‘ “Certainly. Who else? You must come
with us; you must be best man; you
must go with us to Uncle Bob and help
Bet explain allabout the”—
“Lieut. J ones !”—I rose stifliy and 'stood
atattention as Tom’s eyes opened very‘
wide—‘ ‘Lieut. Jones, I have no Criticisms
to make on your cousin’s course. If she
desires to”—
“Desires! the devil! Why, man, she
planned the whole thingf-aaranged the
Christmas frolic, suggested all' the de
tails of the elopement, and she specially
insisted you should aid us.”
“She did?”
“Yes; she said you were so fond of us
both you’d-be glad to do it.” ' .
Oh, the - cruel girl! the. hardened, in-
grained flirt! This was why she had led
me on then. Tom kept on, speaking
rapidly, but with no sense to me in the
sound till I caught:
“So you see, my dear boy, it was she
originated the affair; she planned every
detail, not I." ’ ’
“Stop sir!" I cried, .hoarsely—my face
must have been purple; it felt black—-
“you have a right .torun away, perhaps
—-to stoop to anything you please—the
lady'is to be yourwife. But, by heaven!
3 you have no right to compromise your
cousinby saying-these things.” ,
“There’s .somethingin that,” Tommut
tered, thoughtfully; “I musn’t.let.Bet’s
name get out, of course. Ionly told you,
you know.” I gave a grunt that was
meant for scalding sarcasm. “Bet-will
tell“ you all about ithemelf.”
“Oh, she-will,” I panted.
“To be sure. Sheztold me she could
make itall'right with you. That’s what
we were talking about when you drove
over the cad today.” '
Oh, the cold blooded, heartless co-
quette! To deliberately plan 'a torment
for me thus! And be, my old school-
mate,_ my bosom friend! If the soft
answer that turneth away wrath had
been a deadly weapon I should have
used it then. But it wasn’t, so I said no
‘ "word, only strode aboutthe room , loosen-
ing my neckcloth by fierce and sudden
tugs. »
Tom, lying flat on his back and puffing
little wreaths into the air, eyed me with
some wonderment. At last he said
cheerily: '
“Well, old boy, don’t take on so. It’s
as sudden for me as it is for you, and a
deuced sight more serious to boot. So
I’ll count on you of course in the morn-
ing.”
“Count on me! I tell you I’ll have
nothing to do with it. Your no 010 Blythe
.‘I._ .-. . . .
“It; ‘ . ..l I say, Est will make it all
right with Uncle Bob. I verily believe
he’d have helped us it' we had dared to
trust our secret.”
. “Helped you! Mr. Blythe not object!
And still you are mad enough to risk let-
ting the tongue of gossip soil the name
of the woman you love! You plan this
mad escapade far away from his roof
when he might have consented”—
“To what?” Tom sat bolt upright ’on
the bed, resting on his hands, behind
him. A strange, fitful contraction swept
over his face, followed by a very grin of
agony. I was merciless. ’
“To your union with his daughter," I
said sternly. '
My words struck him like a bullet“ He
clenched his teeth until the cigar drop-
ped in two from them; his face grew
crimson, its muscles twitched convul—
sively and his chest heaved with a des-
perate struggle for breath. Then, with .
a gasping sob, be buried his face in, the
pillow. while his whole frame shook and
trembled like an aspen. . ~ "
I was pained, shocked. The sight of}
“the tears of bearded men” is always
touching beyond expression. and besides
I was at a loss to account for the great
violence of his sudden emotion.
I became more puzzled as I looked, for
he still sobbed and shook with the weak-
ness of.a Child..- . .
To be, continued. '
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, hands-in thestrictisense, and thegsmnll
_me.in4rfor this cat'I’msureyou’llhave luck.
painting-in one of the art roomsof the
- annmused smile. “Well, you maybe—but
.wrote under them, "‘Form:the .plural of
expenef :‘fnced lzby thosemains.the-uell,3"21.=.1.’.i.<.=il
. lightaissaidftoibmdnetwthesifacttthatdzhe
, Mallargerjpmmflonpoflibmonsrineits
’ Milton as a. Master of lIlI‘oncc. _
Inltaking thought for the brain and
tongue;M,iIlton by no {means neglected-Tisha
handsnnd feet. Hciwas a man of his
number-of modern-.Englishmen:who_sculti--
vateiswordmanship may be prou’dtozreclnon
him.among their patrons. The.stude_nts
ofihislcollege are to be swordsmmbetfinm.
‘Thexexercise which .I commendfflrsulis‘lam
exacttuse of their weapon, to ‘T' ‘ I’
strikersafely with edge-or point. 'llliis‘wfill
keepeathem healthy, nimble, strongtand
welliinzbreath.”
He {tells .us in “The Defensio Secnnda”
thataaheheldhimself amatelnfonanytman
of ,. his .. own stature; but perhapsifiheI-best
evidenceof his skill is thatvwhihhfitifim—
consciously‘gives in dascfihing‘thesingle
combatof Michael and Satan,“‘Paradise
Lost.” . .
The adversaries are first conceived.”
Homnic heroes with largershieldssC-‘two’
broad»; suns their shieldSublazethopposito"),
but when they come ..into.(- actiondlllilton,
like a true swordsmannforgctsaalltabout
the . shields, and. Michael, often-stopping
andibreaking Satan’ lswordkwi'thihisiown,
smites him on thesrightzside"‘with.swift
wheel. -reversc"—in - fact: primariversa. of
thcsapproved'FItalianschool, suchvastSignor
Masiello will demonstrate to you~ thisdny
in"morence- . . .
The weapon seemsto be the-.ispadone,
which-was only —just.goingnut=of;’:fashion
in...Milton’s time, for . Michael’s ~- sword. is
previously described.” being “with huge
two. handed sway-brandishedcaloft.” As
this .great » sword . could not..bemsed:atnall
bylazman carrying~a—.shield,.\,weemay*[take
the..-shields for nothing butxaapiecesofgin-
trusive 'Homeric' or‘ Virgilian convention.
--Sir F. Pollock ing‘Fortnightlvaeview;
Shrewdness off-.3 Sow.
'Samuel G. Morriswwns a magnificent
property on the Mississippi = river, show
New Orleans, 'ch he hasmpentrthou—
sands of dollars. monltivatingvas-‘nmflower
garden. He wwibotheredzfortwoorxthree
years after he began its-iimprovementrto
keep the pigsout. Therwouldl<getdmand
root~ up the ‘finostvwonlrlofihissgnrdeners.
Inthe south it is the-samensthorse-ysteal-
ing‘to shoot aneighbor’s hog,.nosma%er
what mischief the.~bea'stzmayrcomnrit.- The
bloodiest of feudshavezbeensstarted iimthe
south over the killingsofraéhog. Swhen
Mr. Morris found-that»- untoldzsomhadsome
peculiar faculties for~ getting‘intomisedo-
mainnnd commitingrsefiousmepredntions
hersetbalf a dozen negroesto-watch her
andzseehow shegotzin.
There wasa stream running through
thexplace. Atits entrancedntmthezgronnds
the barbed wire «fence that surrounded
them was stretched overthevwatenauits
surface. One daytheforemamondheaplace
discovered the hog coming down this
stream from the outside. When .she
reached the wiretfenwshedivedzundertthe
water. came- up« ontheother.side,...swam
ashore and beganhetrootinggwith grunts
of satisfaction. Mr. Morris himself ;saw
her-turned out- of thezgroundszandgsaw'her
gothrough the same operationsto‘regain
entrance beforehe barred‘tthe-waterway
against her.—'1‘roy"l‘imes.
Luck Brought by‘ a-Black_.~.Cat.
' Queer storiesare told’ibyatraveling: -ma.n-
agers regarding the schemessconcoctedby
enterprising men to get~intoethe“‘sfi‘ow”
for nothing. Sometimcsamember‘of ~the
family has been takenillznndthey'mustxgo
intand get the doctor,-whois <one-of1the
audience, and again» they'wantJtoilook; ifor
somenrticle'they have-lost-whil ~ ' I'
thelast troupo’sf‘cutting-up.” Itwvm’wn
a cold, rainy night.- at WacofiTex" when
the Efiie Ellsler company was playing
there,.-thatI-a woman came-:uptoaheadoor.
"Mister,”sheasaid, “will you let main
to getmy big blackout? We’ve .had that
cat in our family for twenty yearsand
we’venever hadnny-sickncu. If'you let
Every troupe here this. sermon has been
after that cat, but- theywvouldn’t let her
go. But I feltsorry‘forryou. It ~was=rain-
ing so hard that myzhnsband. said, ‘Take
the cat around to those theatre folks. .. give
it to them, and tell=them-they’ll have luck
for the balance of their trip through
Texas.’ ” There was no withstanding'the
appeal, so she went in after the black cat.
-—New York Telegram.
A Mistake.
Mistakes of people are sometimes beauti-
ful things to behold. He was.admiring a
city-when a soft voice at hiselbow-said:
“Come along, Tom, dear! We“:must=-be
getting home.” The young man.” turned
and beheld a dainty'girlish figure at this
side. and a. very pretty face'turned up to
him.
“Oh! pardon me,” and the girlish figure
hastily drew back.‘ “I thought youerere
Tom!” And thepink'flushes of confused
embarrassment. reddened ‘- the -. prettyrface.
“SoI am Tom,” said:the;young:manrwith
e—you’re—not—my—Tom,”*stammere'dthe
embarrassed and rather exasperated‘young
lady—New York Times.
Difficult.
One of the secrets oflegible. handwriting
is a» proper spacing ofthe-words. - A school
teacher-says: '
, I put-alist of nouns on the boardand
these .nouns by adding tOsthemsores.”
. One-of the boys looked. somewhat be-
wildered and: did notgbegin‘writing.
“What is the matter, William?” I in-
quired. ' ~ -
. “Why.” said he, “I.don’t seebow you
can_make-plurals out-of those nouns by
pdding sores to them.”——Y0uth’s Compan-
on. - '
Dr. Walfler was successful in trans-
plantingthe.mu‘cous .memhrane. of -frogs, .
rabbitsnndspigeonstoemucousarws" an
previously-«occupied .by cicatricial tissue,
and was, the {first-ate show that mucous
membranes-.mmain so ifgztransplantcd to
mucouss'membrane, but become skin if
transplanteditorskin. ~
In Hindostan the bonds ‘.for ages
allowedrtheirmairtogrowtp tlength,
which-.theytwist roundwgand round: the
héadmndefmten' into .lilknotzin front,'-.in ,
whichstheygacarry a. few.’ cigarszmade of to—
baccomollediin agreen leaf.
Leprosy:is mostcommonin-warm clim-
am—dntlndia, China, Africa..Madamscar,
the West =::'Indies and some Iislands'ofI the
Pacific. Butit. is notconflned' to Warm
regions. It is found in some northern
countries. . ' '
Immense ... hensation “of the. optic nerve
luminous wavesmm offgreattiutcnsityjmnd'
not:to a preponderance ;. of " violetchemical‘
rays. .
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A Doctor. Whofiould Neither Read Nor'
JYritéI-I'ln Early California-Days. .
I have isaidIthat there was no.regular
physician in California. Later,:inf.18t3,!in
a company that caine from Oregon, wasione
Joe Meeks., a noted character-tin theRocky
mountains. . On the way he said, “Boys,
when I get down- to California. among
the greasers I am goingto palm. myself-toil.
as«.a-doctor;” and from that'timermnthey
dubbed him Dr. Meeks. He couldmeither
read'nor write. As soonas the Californians
heard of his arrival at Monterey theyvbegan
to come to him with their diflerentnil—
ments. His first professional service'was
to a boy who had a toe cut ofl. 'Meeks,
happening to be near, stuck the toe‘on,
binding it in a poultice of mud, and-it
grew on again. The newgoverno Michel-
torena, employed him as asurgeou.
Meeks had a. way of looking and acting
very wise, and of being reticentwhen peo-
ple talked about things which he didnot
understand. One day he wentjnto adittle
shop kept by a man known as Dr. Stokes,
who had been a kind of hospitalsteward
on board ship, and who had'broughtashore
one of those little medicine chests "that
were usually taken to :sea, with apothe-
cary scales and a pamphlet giving a-short
synopsis of diseases (1 a tablaof weights
and medicines, so. glint . almost anybody
could administer relief to sick sailors.
Meeks went to him and said: “Doctor, I
want you to put me up somexpowders.” So
Stokes went behind his tableaand-gotout
his: scales and medicines and asked, “What
kind of powders?” “Just commdnpow:
ders—patientznot very‘sick.” ‘r‘If you will
tellme'what kind of powders, Dr. Meeks.”
“Oh,.just.commou powders.” That isall
he would say. .
Dr..Stokos told about town thatMeeks
knew nothing about "mediI e,.but people
thought that perhapsMoekSshad’given-the
prescription in Latin and that.Dr..-Stokes
could not read it. But.Meeks’-‘reigns.was
to have-an end. An Americansman-of-war
came into the harbor. Thomasco. .Larkin
was then the United States consul at.Mon-
terey, and the commander and-alls-his of-
ficers went up to Larkin’s store,.amon"g
them the .surgeOn, who was. introduced-to
Dr. Meeks. The conversation turning
upon the diseases incident to thescountry,
Meeks became reticent, saying merely that
he was going out of‘practiceand intended
to leave the country, because he could not
get medicines. The surgeon expressed
much sympathy and said, “Dr. Meeks., if
you will make me out a listhill~ve1=y
cheerfully divide with you such medicine
as I can spare.”
Meeks did not know the names of three
kinds of medicine, and tried evasion, but
the surgeon cornered him and put the
question so direct that hehad toanswer.
He asked him what medicine heneeded
most. Finally Meeks said he wantedsome
“draps,” and that was all that could be
got out of him. When the story came out
his career as a doctor was at an end, and
he soon after left the country.—I—Gen. Bid-
well in Century.
America‘s Influence on Europe.
Humanity has passed through various
stages. ' Once the hour of glory belonged
to the Greeks and to the subtle Romans,
who themselves were born of the fall of
nations still more ancient than their own.
Our era commenced with Jesus Christ,
and since then we have agitated vast prob-
lems and made marvelous inventions. We
have applied ourselves to the task of ren-
dering life more sweet to mankind, in cre—
ating for him an intelligent and robust
auxiliary. Antiquity had slaves, but we
made them freedmen. and we invented
that admirable slave to our will which
palpitates with its multiple and complica-
ted organs, which accomplishes gigantic
undertakings and duties, but which does.
not suffer to fill their places, and it is
known as machinery.‘ l
The days of. orators have passed away;
the gardens of- the academies are about to
become~cornfields,.and if a Christian had
not interfered the Garden of Olives would
havebeen turned into a casino. Rhetoric
and mysticism arevold words that are only
used accidentally in America; and whether
Europe likes it or not America represents
‘the formula of modern progress. Indeed
Europe feels this so much that she is im-
itating us, to the great despair of platonic
lovers of the good olddays. I
Yes,.Europe is becoming Americanized.
—I:Ienry Haynie in. New Orleans Picayune.
DR. Hmmrs’ SPECIFICS are scientifically and
carefully prepared prescr! tions ; used for many
years in prlvatetpractlce w th success,and for over
thlrt years use by the people. Every single Spe-
cific a special cure for the disease named.
These Specifics cure without drugglng, purg-
lng or reducing the system, and are n fac
mar 01" PRINCIPAL nos. corms. rmc :. .
1 overs, Congestion. Inflammation." . S
‘ orms, Worm Fever, Worm Colic;. 5 .
' Cryin Colic, or Teething of Infants
Dim-r ea, of Children or Adults. . ..
D s nter , Grlping Billous 00110....
K orbus,VomltIng......... .
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NeuruI in, Toothachc.Faceache.... .
eadnc es, SickHeadache, Vertigo .
yspepsia, Bmous_stomach ......... .
u pressed or Painful Periods. .
nos, too Profuse Perlo s
on , Cough. Difficult Breathing... .
1t fiheum, Eryslpelas, Eru tions. .
heumatism, Rheumatic Pa 5.... .
ever and Acne, Chills, Malaria... . .
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Sold by Druggsts. or sent postpald on receipt
. D . mums' IANUAL, (144 pa es)
:1! rtcleloundR in cloth and Agold, mailed fgee.
BUMPER! S’ MEDICINE 00.
Got. William an John Streets, New York.
QWGMQI
“aflh'lOtGl-IHHH
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Curescoughs, Golds, Asthma.
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deedthe sovereign remedies ofthe‘Vorld. '
A' ever made, like Ala -
, ° . HENRY’SI:
-_- LAUNDRY --
51 Main Street, NOrwalk.
COLLARS AND CUFFS Tnbr STYLE.
. Begs to inform the public that he: is conduct-
mg a iii-z . 7375': >8 team“ -
First-Class! Laundry Business I
at the above named place. and solicits the
patronage of all those who desire good work
at moderate prlces. He employsonly skilled
workmen and guarantees satisfaction In every
case. 0 chemicals used. A reduction of 10
per cent.. W111 be made on all Laundry work
amounting to $1 or more. 'quk ready when
promised. Do not forget, No; 51 Main street.
GENTLEMEN’S LIST. -
Undershlrts ........ 50
Shirts ................ 60
New Shirts .......... Sc Drawers .............
Shirts with Collar.. Sc N lght Shirgs Go
Collars ...... . ....... 11/, Vests ............... 200
Cufl's, per pair ...... 3c Neckties ........... 2c
Handkerchiefs. ; . . . 2c‘ Coats. . . .20 to 40c
Socks, per pair ..... 2c Pants. . . . . .20 to 400
Aprons ........ ‘. . . .50
BED AND TABLE LINEN.
Table Cloths. .10 to 36c Pillow Cases ....... 30
sheets. .......... 7c Pillow Shams. . .. 20c
Towels ...... Two for to Window Curtains.
, 2510 50c
Napkins. ... .. . . . .2 to 40 Lace Curtains. 250-500
Lace Curtains. Window Shades and all Flue
Work a specialty.
3 IFamily washing takenat 80 cents a dozen.
:;These prices commence Dec. 15th, 1890.
fiTerms cash on delivery. , ' ' ‘
J. ,D. J ENNINGS,
UNDERTAKER Ann EMBALMER
No. 4 KNIGHT STREET,
Residence, No. Elm Street. ~
Night bell at office.
NORWALK. C0 NN.
WAY’S
OLD FASHIONED .
STOMACH = -— BITTERS
A 1 o the BestSprmg Tonic. Large Bolt .0!
$1.00; sample bottles free at
HALE’S CORNER DRUG STORE
21 3TH
Try Riggs’ Emulsion. Cod
Liver Oil, for Coughs, Colds
and Consumption.
60 cents per bottle
Manutacturcd and Sold by
«JOHN A. mess.-
Druggist,
11! Main Street. . -
FURNITURE.
GEORGE H. RAYMOND,
FURNITURE DEALER,
'IIas removed to the new and commodious store
four doors above his old stand and stocked
It with NEW GOODS of the AATES'I‘
STYLE and FINEST FINISH.
GEO. H. RAYMOND, A gen
Norwalk
FURNISHING UNDERTAKER & EMBALMER.
I give my personal attention to laying out
and furnishing everything necessary
for the Interment or the Dead.
RESIDENCE, 3 BERKLIEY PLACE, NORWALR
TelephoneCon 1.": 07:
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DETROITSTEELTACKLEBLOCK
HALF THE COST of hoisting saved
a, to Storekeepers, Butchers, Farmers,
i"; Machinists, Builders, Con tractors
" g and OTHERS. Admitted to be the
; greatest improvements ever made
in tackle blocks. Freight prepaid.
Write for Catalogue.
Fulton Iron. & Engine W ’ks..
10 Brush St, Detroit, Mich
blished,18 523 * ~1y ' '
large lllfice Ream to Rem.
N‘GAZETTE Building, second floor front
. formerly edItorial rooms of the GAZETTE
Enquire of
, CHAS. OLMSTEAD.Norwalk.
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its
. {like
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And the best lam
din’s of old, a “won- I
derfullamp!” Alnmp »
absolutely non- ' ‘
explosive and un-
breakable, which
gives a clear, so“,
brilliant white light
of 85 candle flower]
Purer and brighter
than gas light, spite:
than electric h ht,
more cheerful t on
either! That lamp is
“The Rochester.”
And with it there isIno smoke, no smell,
'na bra/am chimney-f. no flickering, no sweating,
no climbing up of the flame, no “ taptrums
nor annoyance of any k'md, and It never
needstrimming, lts founts ,(ox! reservoirs)
being tough rolled seamless brass, with cen-
tral draft, it is absolutely unbreakable,
and as safe a: a tallow canzile. .
Only five years old, and over a mz‘lhonIauda
half in use. It must be a GOOD lamp to
make such a telling success. Indeed It is,
for lamps may come and lamps may. go, but
the .“Rochester” shines on forever! We
make over 2,000 artistic vanetxes,——Hangmg
and Table Lamps, Banquet SItudy, Vase and
Piano Lamps,~—every kin , 1n Bronze, Por-
celain, Brass, Nickel and Black Wfrought Iron.
sk helam deal'erforit. Look orthetmde-
mgr}; gtampzn‘Tun Rocunsrax.” If he, hasn't
the amine Rochester andthe style you want,
ori noJamp-store is near, send tons for
free illustrated cataIloque‘ (and‘ reduced
rice-list), and we will box and send you any
amp safely by express, right to your :door. . .
3003131121! LAMP 00.,
' 43 Park Place, New (York.
77:.- Largest Imam]: Lamp Store in the World
' Press the Button, -.
ltOpens , I -
_ and Lights. .-
The ManlcSelf-Ll bun
Pocket. Lam . Nougoy nog
, {mil-goon an arealgelglln?
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'-. nocket match safe; burns one
. ' hounqulcklyre-fllled. nOne
. live ent wanted ..-in eve
, , town. I immoral-Se 8113
- . a. weak mth it. Sample (I
mm and. 1000 extra lighters sent prepaid for 81. 1
gm write and mention this paper, will tell .ou how
1; get one‘for nothing: Address Retail'Dep ent of
Rochester Lamp 09.. 31 Barclay Street.- New York.
own localltiemvberever they live. Any
'. M 0N E one c'ah do‘ tbe'onr , '. 1121mm learn.
We furnish everything. We start you. lNo n5 . You can devote
your spare moments,_or all your time to, the 9111i; ,1 l I: In
culinary new lead.and brings wonderful mac; to every work".
Be 'nnen'are earning from $25 to 850 per weal; andnpwufll,
an more after a little ex Hence. We can furnish you the cm-
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can be com ed a! ouerlWlinetofwork.
rapidly and honorably, by those of
, either cox. young or old,nnd' in their
Ployment Inna teach y ‘BER. Nob cc" to u lain but.
lamination FREE. ' Ulla: ‘0., L'C UB‘EA‘. ,
Norwalk Chronicler