FROMITHEHBALCK SEAT
Driving a horse is one of those simple
processes, like sailing a boat, which
anyone can master without previous
experience. Everybody ».knows that
there is nothing diflicult about it, and
those that have never done it are per-
fectly aware of their ability to'do it,
if they choose. .
But “driving from the back seat” is
quite a different thing; that is a grave
and serious affair, an undertaking of
tragic intensity. There is net one mo~
ment of calm. peaceful enjoyment for
those so employed. Every circum-
stance. and' incident to them is vital
and momentous; each turn in the read
bids fair to ”be‘ a certain pathway to r
- destruction; every signboard is a false,
deceitful snare’ set to mislead’them,
while each movement of the horse is
but an index of vicious propensities
about to be revealed. In fact, this
method of driving is not only physical-
ly exhausting, but mentally depressing
and spiritually demoralizing, and not _
alone does the ‘driver suffer, but also
all who are unfortunate enough to
find themselves in the same vehicle
with such a one. . '
Perhaps a brief description of my
own will best serve to illustrate my
theme. ‘
I had run down to spend a couple of
days with my friends the Graziers,
who were occupying a charming coun-
try place for the summer. On the
afternoon. of my arrival my hostess
suggested that possibly I might enjoy
a drive over to Pine Knoll, which they
deemed a most desirable point from
which to view the country round about.
I, of course, expressed my delight with
the idea of a quiet country drive after
the rush and turmoil of .the city, from
which I had just escaped. "
Immediately after luncheon a light
two-seated wagon drawn by a pair of
spirited bays appeared at the door.
Mrs. Grazier and I took our seats be-
hind and Mr. Grazier, springing into
the seat in front, took the reins and
we were whirled away down the long,
smooth drive way, beneath rows of fine
old elms.
them as we passed along and turned
to my hostess enthusiastically: “What-
magnificent trees these are," I ejacu-
lated.
She, however, failed to respond, and
I noticed that her lips were tightly
compressed. “Be careful, Willard.
when‘ you turn into the road,” she
said, warningly, and I perceived that
we were approaching the picturesque
s‘tone gateway, over which much su-
perb English ivy was gracefully twin-
ing. '
“We’re very proud of that ivy,” Mr.
Grazier remarked, eyeing it with satis-
faction, as the bays turned smoothly
out into the road.
“It is beautiful,” I murmured, trans-
ferring my attention to his wife. who
was- holding her breath and firmly-
grasping her side of the wagon.
“Are you timid about driving?” I
asked, sympathetically. _
“Oh, no,” she returned, “only my
husband absolutely disregards every
suggestion of mine,” and she sighed
deeply.
“Indeed,” I said, lowering my tone
so that it might reach her ears alone,
while I eyed the bays uneasily, “and
isn’t Mr. Grazier used to driving?"
“He ought to be,” she responded,
“for he has driven since he was a boy.”
I felt relieved, though still puzzled.
“But you are a great horsewoman
yourself, then,” I persisted.
, She shrugged her shoulders. “Not
in the least. I never touch the' reins
if I can help it,” she concluded.
At this point I became convinced
that Mr. Grazier had very sharp ears,
for, as I continued to regard he‘r ques-
tioningly,.he remarked, lightly: “Mrs.
Grazier drives from the back seat.”
“Willard, here comes one of those/
dreadful coaches.” his mentor began
almost immediately. “Be sure that you
turn out more than you did the other
afternoon. I never saw a man take
‘ such risks.”
In a few minutes one of the heifscs
whisked his tail over one of the reins,
which was promptly freed by M r. Gra—
zier; this gave his better half a chalnce
to suggest that a tighter rein w uld
have prevented the catastro be.
“Some one was telling me the ther
day, Willard,” she went on, ‘that
when a horse gets his tail ov \ the
reins no one knows what he in do;
in fact, he is jus}, as likely to run away
as not." , .
A little later we reached the s ore of
a beautiful lake and I exclaime with
rapture over the glimpse of t e ver-
dant hills rising majestically u on the
other side.
“This is indeed an ideal
burst forth, but Mrs. Grazier had no
eyes for the beauties of the l' pdscape
just then. ,
“Willard, what is‘the ma ter with
the horse on this side? He looks verv'
strange.” . l .
“He’s all right, my dear; ionly the
flies bother him a little,” am Mr. Gra-
zier waved his whip lightly}over the
offending animal’s head. I},
“Willard, how can you do t at,,when
you know he is so nervous, unless,”
she added, plaintively, “y u really
want him to run away and {smash us
11p!” _ ‘ ‘ '
“That’s my idea, preeiselyl,” he an-
swered, pleasantly, as we left the lake
drive and began to climb a 5neigh~bor-
ifig hill. During our ascent ,Mrs. Gra-
zier fixed her attention upon ’the-check
reins.
”It seems to me, Willard, hat these
horses are checked unnecess rily tight;
it is nothing but that, I am ure, that
makes them act so.”
“But they haven’t acteds ,” her hus-
band remonstrated.
“Well, they will—JI’m pe fectly posi-
tive they will—when they come to go
down this steep hill; I can tell by the
way that they prick up th ir ears.”
At the summit we drew 'rein. “Not
a bad view here,” my host ' announced,
pointing with his whip to he ‘ gloriOus
‘picture spread out beneat us. '
“Now, Willard, you wa hthe horse
and let'us admire the vie ,” Mus. Gra-
zier. earnestly admonishd, without
I glanced admiringly at_
the Knoll again?”
.pot,” I _
pant cf the front seat, who continued
to point outto me special features in
the surrounding landscape, despite her
protest. , '
We shortly began to descend-the
hill, which process. I foresaw would
permit my hostess ample opportunity
to lend her ever ready. assistance from
the back seat, and I was quite right in
my surmises.
E It was, “Willard, what aloose rein
f you have! Can’t you realize that
‘ they’re likely to stumble at any mo-
one of those ,dangerous ‘thank-you-
ma’ams;' do be careful.” '
I sat by wondering at Mr. Grazier’s
unrufiied composure under the contin-
ual fire, but reflected that doubtless
he was used toit.
Next we reached the crossroads, and
Mr. Grazier turned the horses to the
right, remarking: “Here we leave the
main road for a drive through the
; woods.” ' '
’ “Oh, no, Willard, I’m sure _ you’re
mistaken,” his wife declared, “We
ought to keep to the main road for at
least a mile more. I remember perfect-
ly just how every inch of the road
looked the last time. I drove over it.” 2
“My dear, I 'am absolutely sure that
this is'the road,” he replied, whipping
up the horses.
Mrs. Grazier leaned back in her seat
with an expression of intense resigna-
tion depicted upon her face. “Very
well; take us anywhere you please,
provided that you get us home finally.
I shall not sayanoth or word; I have
offered all the advice that I intend to
this afternoon.”
I heard this statement with much
satisfaction, feeling that advice was
not, after all, the necessary accom-
paniment of a thoroughly charming
country drive. '
“This woody road is lovely, at all
events, and so shady and cool,” I, put
in timidly.
“Yes, it is very pretty here,” Mrs.
Grazier assented; then she 'added:
“Willard, I .see a farmer coming and I
want you just to ask him if this is the
right road.”
“But I know it is the road.”
“No matter, I should think you
might ask him, if only to set my mind
at rest.” 1 ‘
“I suppose it would rest it very much
if he said it was the wrong road."
“There, that’s why you won’t in-
quire; you know he’ll say it’s the
wrong road.” '
Just then the farmer came alongside,
and Mr. Grazier, who was apparently
determined not to stop, suddenly drew
rein, more abruptly, I fancied, than
was wholly necessary, and my compan-
ion on the back seat, after exclaiming:
“How could you, Willard?” eagerly
addressed the farmer:
“Is this the road to Pine Knoll?”
“To Pine what?” he questioned,
blankly.
“Pine Knoll, a hill with trees on it,”
she explained.
“Wall, I can’t say,” he responded.
“I ain’t much acquainted up this way,
but I reckon you’ll find- pines all about
here.” ,
“Thank yen,” his interlocutor said
briefly, and , e drove on.
“Now, we must stop and ask at the
next far ouse, l’Villard,” my hostess
announced; “they certainly are ac«
quainte’d with the neighborhood.”
I “But how absurd, when I know that
, the Knoll is nbt half a mile from this
very farmhouse." ,
"So you imagine, Willard, but I
think differently. Here comes an-
other man, and I am going to speak to
him.”
, Man number two, however, did not
yvait to be spoken to, but accosted _us
:‘with a broad smile. ,
' “Good day, Mr. Grazier, goin’ up to
Mr. Grazier nodded. “Is this the
shortest load?” Mrs. Grazier inquired,
promptly.
“1 reckon it’s about the only one.”
he rejoined, grinning, as if he found
the idea of a possible second road huge-
ly amusing. ' ’
1y spot, but my memory of the way
thither and back is clouded by my the
vivid recollection of my hostess’ par-
ticipation in the management of the
bays.
If we crossed a bridge Willard was
reminded of the sign which directed us
to “walk the horses.” If we passed a
wagoner in a narrow part of the road
he was conjured not to tip us down the
steepembankment. If the horses quick-
ened their pace it was cruel to drive so
fast, and if they slowed up they were
overheated, or had. doubtless, stones
in their feet.
The most .trying time of all was
probably when we turned around in a
very limited space on the top of Pine
Knoll. but upon that I will not en-
large. .
When we reached home I felt tired
and exhausted, well-nigh sick, while
my li'ostess' sighed deeply as she
alighted, declaring that she couldn’t
’understand why driving fatigued
her so.
Even Mr. Grazier. despite his ad-
amantine nerves, appeared 'somewhat
weary, as he replied: “It’s not driving
that tires ”you, but driving from the
back seat, Mrs. Grazier.”
Since my country drive I have often
observed people endowed with those
characteristics so prominent in Mrs.
Grazier. In every club, society or so-
cial gathering Lhave found them pres-
ent; in'fact, wherever human beings
strive or struggle, wherever they con-
gregate for work or for amusement,
some are present who ever stand one
side. their mission being to advise, di-
rect and criticise. They make them-
selves generally useful by telling oth-
ers what they ought to do and how to
do it.
And as often as it is my misfortune
to run across them (and their name is
legion, Ivregret to say) my painful
acountry drive rises before me and I
murmur: “Ivyknow _you ’well, my
"friends; therefore I shun you, as I do
all of your kind, who, like you, are
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eliciting any response from the occ‘us
ment?” _0r. “Willard, we’re coming to
always be depended upon.
Pine Knoll proved to be a truly love?
driving from the back seat.”—-—-Boston
1 Brent Good. elf-New York. city, ason
in-law of Henry I. Hoyt, was ma’rri e‘d
Wednesday, to Frances Colfax Colwell,
at the residence of the bride’s aunt.
653 Leonard street, Brooklyn: The
happy couple left for the Bermudas to
enjoy their honeymoon.
Very Pop'nliu‘in Minnesota.
We have a good trade on Chamber-
lain’s Cough Remedy; in fact sell as
much of it as of all other cough medi-
cines 'combined and we handle more
than a dozen difierent kindS.—RAE &.
PETERSEN, Druggists, Pelecan Raf-'18,
Minn. .
This remedy is popular because It can
Its prompt-
ness in curing bad colds. crcup, and
whooping cough, makes it a favorite
everywhere. For sal’ it? In. P. Weed.
‘tztgist. ’
Motormsn Charles Tuckloflthe Street
Railway line is seriously ill from hem-
orrhages at his home oh Mott avenue.
The Twin City Drum corps has been
organized as follows;, Drum Leader,
Geo. E. Becker;.fifeӣ"leader, William
Billenstein; treasurer, James Holloren
and business manager, William Casey.
Two Lives Saved.
Mrs. Phoebe Thomas, of Junction City,
Ill. was told by her doctors she had Con-
sumption, and that there was no hope
for her, but two bottles of Dr. King’s
New DiscOvery completely cured her and
she says it saved her life. Mr. Thomas
Eggers, 139-Florida St., San Francisco,
sufi'ered from a dreadful cold, approach-
‘ing Consumption; tried without result
everything else, then bought one bottle
of Dr. King’s New Discovery and in two
weeks was cured. He is naturally thank-
ful. It is such results, of which these are
samples, that prove the wonderful eflicacy
of this medicine in coughs and colds.
Free trial bottles at E. P. Weed’s. Drug
Store, Norwalk and Monroe’s New Ca-
naan. Regular size 50c. and $1.00.
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Consolidated stock has sold this week
at 182, 1805:, and 183%: the convertible
bonds at 1355} and 136. ' . ~
The Consolidated road is building a
spur track on trestle work east of the
freight house in Southport. This is for
the accommodation of the Lehigh Val-
ley coal company which has started a
branch in that place.
Dr. Hand's Remedies for Children
New Haven, Conn., 71 William St.—
“I first knew of Dr. Hand’s Remedies
for Children five years ago, and I am
continually. recommending other
mothers to use them, and always with
the best results. My baby was-deathly
sick with cholera infantum, and Dr.
Hand’s Diarrhoea. Mixture cured it al-
most immediately. Dr. Hand’s Colic
Cure in also excellent—Mrs. N. A.
Daniels.” Dr. Hand’s Colic Cure and
Dr. Hand’s Diarrhoea Mixture are sold
by H. R. Hale. 25o. ' -
AccOrding to the Commercial Record
there were three' real estate sales in
Norwalk this week and and mortgages
to the amount of 83,345. For the cor-
responding week last year there were
eleven sales and the mortgages amount-
ed to 87,500.
:Old people who require medicine to
regulate the bowels and kidneys will
find the true remedy in Electric Bitters.
This medicine does not stimulate and
contains no whiskey nor other intoxi-
cant, but acts as a tonic and alterative. It
acts mildly on the stomach and bowels,
adding strength and giving tone to the
organs, thereby aiding Nature in the
performance of the functions. Electric
Bitters is an excellent appetizer and aids
digestiOn. Old People find it just exact-
ly what they need. Price fifty cents and
$1.00 per bottle at E. I’. Weed’s Drug
Store Norwalk and Monroe's New Cs-
naan.
Norwalk Knights Templar will A‘-
tend the concert and reception to be
given Crusader Commandcry, K; T.,
at Danbury, this month.
Dr. Hand-'8 flolic Cure in South Boston.
South Boston, Mass, March 19,
1895.——“Dr. Hand’s Remedies for Chil-
dren have been of such benefit to me, I
desire to write a short testimonial. I
am the mother of Six children, and in
the past few years have used Dr.
Hand’s Colic Cure and Dr. Elund’s
Chafing Powder, and would never be
without them. For colicky babies
nothing ever made equals Dr. Hand’s
Colic Cure—Mrs. Charles E. Molloy:
l7 Vintoustreet.” At 11.11. Hale’s, 23c
The United American Mechanics are
moving from their former hall on Water
sll'eet to rooms in the Gazn'rrn build-
ing. '
‘Rheummtsm Cured ,ln a Day.
“Mystic Cure” for Rheumatism and
.‘leurulgiu radically cures in i to 3 day s.
Itsuction upon the system is remark-
able and mysterious. It removes at
once the cause and the disease imme-
diately disappears. The first dose
greatly benefits, 75 cents. Sold by W
A. Vogel and Edward P. Weed, Drug-
gists, Norwalk. jan-l-ly
A. new “summer house” is being built
on the deck of a canal boat that is tied
up at Meeker 65 00’s. wharf.
Bucklln’s 'Armca Salve.
The Best Salvein the world for Cats
Bruises, Sores, Ulcers. Salt “Rheum
Foyer Sores Tetter, Chapped Hands
Ohilblaius, Corns and all Skin .m'up
Home. and-positivelycures Piles. or no
Payroquired. It is guaranteed to give
perfectsatisfaction,or money refunded
Pr1ce25ocnts per box. Fm R‘ilf' by
E. P. Weed, Norwslk and Monroe,
New Canaan
_The case of the State vs. Theodore
S. Mayhew has been continued until
next Saturday.
The Pequonnoek Social club, Presi-
dent Harry Camp, has a. membership of
about thirty and is reported as being in
. u flourishing financial condition. .. ,
forty-four pounds twelve ounces to the
profits to the public cofiers.
'of the United States, it is to be
'mined when building their first cor-
‘steam from the 10comotive. This train
more than two years, and the improved
:tirely‘ successful the additional corri-
in the corridors after dinner. Suddenly
‘——N. Y. Tribune.
MISCELLANEOUS ,lTEMS.
+The sap of wood exposed to a high
temperature is very apt to undergo a
kind of'fermentation which produces
a rot in the lumber. .
—American pine when green weighs
cubic foot. When ‘seasoned its weight
is reduced. to thirty pounds eleven.
ounces. ,
—The movement for the nationaliza-
tion of the' railroads of England has
recently been put upon a popular basis
—everyone, without respect to age,
birth or sex, having been invited to be-
come a member of the railway nation-
alization league, and, according to a
report just issued by the secretary of
the organization, the reform has en-
listed a formidable array of supporters.
The country has been flooded with
handbills setting forth the enormous-
profits accruing to the holders of yail~
way securities, and the benefits that
would arise by the diversion of these
—The gun of Daniel Boone has been
taken to. Charleston, W. Va., and it is
said to be still capable of good execu-
tion. Its stock and barrel are five feet
long. and it carries an ounce ball. It
is a flintlock, of course. . The gun has
been in the family of Nathan Boone
Van Bibber, back in the wilds of Nich-
olas county. Matthias TiceVan Bibber
received the gun from his friend Boone,
and he carried it at the battle of Point
Pleasant in 1774 and throughout the
war of 1812. The original powder horn
and bullet moulds are with the 'gun.
MatthiasVan Bib ber left these relics to
Capt. C. R. Van Bibber, who left them
to his son, Nathan Boone Van Bibber,
the present owner. '
-If Thackeray’s figures are correct,
George Washington should have left a
reputation as an athletic record-break-
er, for he could have won with ease
the intercollegiate championships in,
broad jumps up to 1889, and many of
the national championships besides.
Thackeray wrote delightful fiction,
and, for the honor of the first president
hoped that some of it was based on
fact. In “The Virginians,” Harry
Warrington, after describing a running
broad jump of twenty;one feet three
inches, refers to a “Col. G. Washing-
ton, of Virginia, who could clear a
foot more.” That was before the days
of spiked shoes and cinder paths and
planks for a “take off.” Perhaps
Washington might have made even a
phenomenal “end rush” or a “half
backwon his university team.
—-Having long recognized the inade-
quacy of foot~warmers as ameans of
heating railway carriages, says the
London Daily Telegraph, the directors
of the Great Western railway deter.
ridor train in the spring of 1892 to
provide it with appliances'for warm-'
ing the vehicles by the employment of
has been running on the Paddington,
Birmingham & Birkenhead service for,
system of warming having proved en-
dor trains which have subsequently
been provided and are now running
between London and Torquay and
Plymouth and Penzance, and between
London and South Wales, have been
similarly fitted with equally satisfac‘
tery results. '
INSOLENCE AT A DISCOUNT.
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Instead. of Licking the Hotel Clerk the
‘ Guest Paid Him in His Own Coin.
’Behind the onyx desk of amodern
hotel in the Tenderloin a clerk is em-
ployed who is a remarkable exponent
of the up-to-date young man who
makes fun of others, and thinks that
his wit is invincible. He met his
Waterloo recently, and now he is one
of the meekest men that shout
“Front!” . . .
It was early in the evening. . The
electric lights had just begun to blaze
with an air of assurance. The music
floating down from the dining-room
fell with a dreamy cadence upon the
ears of the guests who were chatting
a man broke away from a, group and
stepped up to the desk. He was the
last one that a shrewd observer would
have picked out for an “easy mark,” to
use the vernacular, but the clerk made
a mistake. The man said to the dia-
mond-bedecked guardian of the keys:
“Has anyone inquired for me to-day?”
The clerk stroked his mustache,
looked admiringly at a solitare ring
that sparkled on his finger, and re-
plied, nonchalantly:
“Were you expecting somebody to
ask for you?” ’
The man addressed looked hard at
the clerk and replied in glacial tones:
“I never expect anything in this
world. But that makes no difierence.
Did anyone inquire for me?”
The clerk eyed him in mild wonder,
and then said withva giggle:
“I think you would be ashamed to
ask. Of course there did. ' It was a
lady, and she was here twice.”
“What sort of a looking lady was
she?” asked the stranger.
The clerk said, with an air of convic-
tion that was mingled with contempt
for his interlocutor: . -
“Oh! just a smooth-faced lady.” _
“That’s my wife,” said the other in
such a cool way that the clerk «was
staggered and his joke fell dead. The
other continued: ’
“She will be back, so I think I might.
as Well take a room. What are your
rates for rooms?” "
“Two dollars a day and upward,”
said the clerk, glibly. .
“I guess you mean two dollars a day
and down, don’t you?” said the pros-
pective guest in a tantalizing way. \-
“I know my business,” said the
clerk. “Two dollars a day and. up,
and that goes.” .
“N 0, you don't,” said the man on the
outside, “you mean that the rooms "on
the top floor are two dollars a day, and
then they raise as you come down.
That is two dollars a day and down,
isn’t it?” . '
The clerk gasped for breath, and
then said, faintly: “Will you register?”
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