Worn out, nervous women, receive criticism Where they should have sympathy. They, cannot help being nervous, if their. blood is impure. When the blood fails to feed the nerves upon proper nourishment what can you expect but nervous prostra- tion, debility and nervous headaches? If the cause is found in impure blood, the cure must be in making the blood pure. This is just what Hood’s Sarsa— parilla' does, and it has proved the true nerve tonic because it is the true blood purifier, and the solace, comfort and defender of. thousands of housewives, Nervous teachers, clerks andother sufferers of of both sexes. Just read this letter: “I think it is my duty to tell what -Hood’s Sarsaparilla has done for me and my family. Two years ago Iwas in a weak, nervous condition and had dreadful pal- pitations or jumping of my heart, fol- » lowed by sinking spells, which would last for several minutes. Sometimes it would seem as though I would never come out of them. I was treated by the best physi- cians, but only for a little time did they ihelp me. I seemed to be growing worse instead of better. I would often seem ghungry, but when I ate, no matter how glittle, it would cause me such misery that lI,was often wicked enough to wish my- ’seu dead. I had that ;-T' _ ”Mum‘s; . languid, all-gone feeling and suflered aw- ful distress in mystomach. I had given up all hopes of ever being well, when my mother wished me to try Hood’s ' Sarsaparilla. I consented, to please her, and before I had taken the whole of one . bottle I could see I was improving, and soon was indeed ,very much better. Its effects have been truly wonderful and I hope this letter may be the means of help- ing other suffering men and ‘Wjomen :to try Hood’s Sarsaparilla and be benefited by it. We have used Hood’s Pills in our family and find’ them‘ ver excellent, es- pecially for constipation. egive Hood’s medicines great raise, and 1f anyone complains of feeling badly, I say ‘You should take Hood’s and only Hood’s.”’ MRS. KI'I'I‘IE SMITH, 326 Dane Street, Wa- terloo, Iowa. Remember that H od’s Sarsaparilla Is the One True Blood Purifier. All druggists. $1. Prepared only by C. I. Hood & Co., Lowell, Mass. gaOOd’S Pills the best familycathartic and liver stimulant. 250. lllllLY FREIGHT LINE BETWEEN NORWALK. SO. NORWALK ' AND NEW YORK. . Propellers city 0i’l\l0rwalk, Vulcan and Eagle. Leave N orwalk at 5 p. m, Leave So. Norwalk at 6 p. m. Leave New York, Pier 23, E. R., Beekman St., 5 p m, HERE’S YOUR GIMME. A fine building lot on Wilton ave- nue If you intend to build, look at this before purchasing. Water, gas and sewer on the avenue. Will be sold at a Bargain. WM. H. avmcroN, Beal'Eslale’ and Insurance, Room I. Gazette B’l’d. . x A RECONCILIATION. .. The fog that had prevailed during the early hours of the morning disappeared before the bright rays of the sun as it arose above the mountains. We had a clear view of the J unis-ta. from the point a mile above us, where it surged around a. little bluff, crowned with a- clump of budding trees, until it was lost again in a gap in the dark, green ridges a mile below. At our feet rushed the swollen river, which the heavy rains that had deluged the country during the week previous had transformed from a peaceful little stream into an angry flood, so that it stretched out its arms, and despoiled many a rich farm and laborer’s home. Now it was bearing its booty on its broad, turbu- lent bosom to the valleys below, there to cast it aside. On the day before a barn, with frightened fowl perched high upon its peaked roof, had floated by the spot where Sam Soper and I were standing; several small frame houses, corn cribs and other rickety farm buildings had gone bobbing mer- rily dong on the swift current; great trees, uprooted by the greedy waters, barrels, boxes and household furni- ture had we seen. To- day the flood was ebbing; its strength was gone; the rains had ceased, and for the first time after many days we could see the sun overhead. _ I glanced from the river into the face of the man at my side. “I guess, Sam, we will not see any more houses go by," I said; “nothing but barrels and such uninteresting ob- jects. I suppose, though, they will be of use to the people below.” “It’s an ill wind ez blows nobody any good, 92 Pete Siders sais,” he replied, solemnly. “The folks up the valley’ll miss them bawrels an’ ‘ things, but they’ll ‘come handy to them below ez ketches ’em." ' I laughed. ,“It is easy for you to argue in this manner, for you are one of the fortu- nate ones, unless some one claims that rocking chair that you rescued from drowning.” A faint «smile passed over Soper’s face. It was quickly gone, and his counte- nance resumed its habitual stolid look. He replied, somewhat gruflly: “Ef a felller don‘t seize his oppor- tunity, it won‘t seize him.” He hesi- tated, and then added: “Ez Pete Siders sais.” “Tell me,” I cried, “who is this oracle of yours whom you are forever quot— ins-’3’ For during my few days’ acquaint- ance with the rough fellow at my side I had been struck by the fact that he frequently made use of ancient adages, the credit for the invention of which was always given to the mysterious Siders. I seated myself upon a stump and awaited his reply. He was a crude, rather stupid-looking man, clad in a rough garb that betokened his rural environments—a ragged cloth cap,,a heavy, well-patched suit, which had once been of gray mate-rial, a collarless shirt and high boots. His hair had. been close-cropped a few days before, in token of the coming of summer, and his unkempt black beard stood out in bold contrast to ‘his seeming baldness. His nose was narrow, long and hooked, and his eyes were deep-set beneath shaggy brows. After a. long pause he replied to my question in a drawling tone, and with the manner- of a man perfectly con- vinced of the truth of what he said: “Ef you uns hed ez much in your head ez Pete Siders hes in his leetle finger, you’d be a smart man.” “But who is he?’ I exclaimed. “I have visited this valley yearly since I was a boy, yet I never before heard of him. He does not live hereabouts, does he?” Soper seated himself beside me and- replied: .‘ “No, he don't. He lives up the walley acrost the river. I usetcr live near him, tell me an’ him hed words an’ fell out. You see, Pete he was wonderful smart, an’ I was no match for him. My place almost jined his, an’ he mawried me sister. He knowed a. heap, did Pete, an’ hed read most of the books they is. You uns ’ud hev enjoyed talkin’ to him, you would, for he’d traveled a lot in his younger days, an’ hed a good edjur-. cation. An’ at music. Hedgins! I kin feel that old fiddle. of his’n a-goin’ thoo me yit. It jest made you all blue when he played .sorrerful pieces. He tho’t a heap of thét fiddle, he did. Ah! but I tell you they is few men like Pete Siders!” . “How did you ever happen to part with ’this paragon, Sam?” I asked. “Paragone.” he repeated, sadly. “I never heard him called that. Mebbe he v. as one, fer he was most everything. How did we. hev words. Hawgs; jest a few hawgs done it.- Sometimes I think it was my fault, an’ on them days when I ’low I’m to blame I allus intend to go over to his place an’ make up. But I’ve never b’en able to git off at them times; an’ when I kin git off I allus blame Pete an’ cal’late he kin come to see me.” , “It must have been a. very serious trouble?” said I. “Hawgs,” he replied. “Nawthin’ but a few mean pigs. You see I was livin’ up there three summers ago. I made ’rangements with Hiram Bender, who . hed a. farm close be my place, fer him to let me hev three young hawgs in Sep- tember. I ’tended' to fatten ’em up an’ butcher ’em when it come cold. One day,in cornhuskiu’ time, I goes over to Hiram’s to git ’em. When I ast him fer ’em, he looks at me surprised like, an’ sais, sais be: ‘Why, Sam, Pete Siders got them pigs. He tol’ me you sayd he - a . . .r's‘lnrv...~.1;,_,_.;.- .. 1 was to git ’em an’ you’d pay me fer ’em, ez you owed him fer his hevin’ helped you three days in the woods last winter.’ I was jest knocked. Iknowed Pete was hard up, fer he’d kinder be’n layin’ off all summer, but I never tho’t thet of him. I never let on to Hiram, but jest went right over to Pete’s place. I found _ 'thet he’d gone an’ killed them beasts, an’ turned ’em into butcherin’s. When I tol’ him what I’d come fer, he drawcd himself up 02 fer ez he could, fer he’s a. leetle man, an’ sais: ‘Does you meanto call me~a thief?’ Then I sais: ‘I never owed you no money, PeteSiders.’ ‘Sam Soper,’ saishe, ‘hain’tyou satisfied of callin’ your brother-in-law a thief!’ An‘ t.hen.he turns an’ walks into the. house, an’ shets the 'door in my face. I hain‘t seen him sence, fer I couldn’t stan’ livin’ near Pete an’ not bein’ on peaceful groun’s with him. I give up me place, an’ got a job here, ’tendin’ the canal lock.” . “And sometimes you think you were to blame?” I asked. . “Sometimes,” he replied. “Pete he hed cur’ous ways, an’ I don’t b’lieve he meant no harm. I o’tn’t hev called him a thief.” ‘ Soper suddenly started to his feet, and, shading his eyes with his hands, gazed up the river. “A fiddle!” he cried. “Out on the river! I heard it plain. There it is ag’in!” . I sprang to his side, and looked up the stream at a black object to which he was pointing. It was a boat; and we could see a man sitting in its stern, rocking to and fro. Then I hearda quick succession of harsh, grating notes, low, but distinct, and I saw that the man was fiddling. . “It’s Pete!” cried my companion. “Thet’s his playin’ an’ that’s him. Look at the boat! Why, it won’t stay up an hour?’ - The craft was sunk low in the water, and was sweeping rapidly toward us on the turbulent stream; but the fid- dler scemed unconscious of his danger, for he swung to and fro in a maudlin manner, running his bow -madly over the strings of his instrument. “It’s Pete’s way,” Soper exclaimed. “He don‘t know what he‘s doin’, fer he's b’en at the liquor ag’in.” As he spoke he. stripped off his coat and boots. :e - * “What are you doing!” I cried, seiz- ing his arm. “You are not going out in such a flood!” The boat was bearing rapidly toward us; every motion of its maudlin occu- pant was now plainly discernible; every note of his aimless music was distinctly audible. ~ “Nawthin’ else to do,” came the qgiiet' reply. “They’s rocks an’ rapids below, an’ thet boat ’ud never live through 76m", With that Soper ran out into the river. In a. moment he was over his depth; then he struck out into the stream. His was not a master’s stroke. He beat the swiftly flowing water convul- sively with his hands, and seemed to be making almost superhuman efforts to reach a point that he believed the boat would pass. His progress was slow, and the current bore him down the river. His efforts would have been vain had not the runaway craft taken a sudden swerve toward him. It‘was al- most on him. Then I saw him raise his long arm high above him and grasp the bow. Instantly the boat turned its nose toward the shore, and I breathed more. freely. Siders sprang from his place, and with unsteady steps began to make. his way toward the man who was risking ‘his own life to save him. The craft gave a quick lurch over on one side so that the water rushed in and almost filled it. “Get down,” I screamed. “Let go there!” yelled Siders, fran- tically. “You’ll ,upset me, you fool!” He raised his fiddle and struck wildly at Soper, but his blow fell short of its mark; he lost his balance and toppled into the bottom of the boat, which righted itself, but none too soon. Siders quickly recovered and cautiously crawled forward. “Git off there!” he yelled. Soper made no answer, for he was al- most exhausted. He clung more des- perately to the craft, which was now within a hundred feet .of the shore. The fiddle whirled through the air and crashed down on his head. Still he clung on. With a cry of disappointment- Siders fell into the bottom of the boat. I ran out into the water, seized the sinking craft, and dragged it ashore. When he heard the keel grate on the gravel, Sam Soper released his hold and fell into my arms unconscious. I lifted him out on the bank. AC‘I oss his fore- head there was a great gaSh from which the blood flowed freely. Some men came to my aid from a neighboring field, and helped me to carry the injured man to his home, which stood a. few hundred yards back from the river. The wonderful Siders, who had partially recovered his senses by reason of his immersion, followed us. He explained that he had spent the night fiddling at a. party and had at daybreak started for his home. The last thing that he remembered clearly was getting into a. boat to—cross the river. . When Sam Soper recovered conscious- ness :1. half an hour later he asked for his brother-in-law, and as Siders sank into a chair at his bedside he held out- his hand and said: “Pete, I think I’ll go over the river “I ’low‘you was,,too, Sam,” mumbled the other, taking. the proffered hand. “But I don‘t bear you no spite.”—N. Y. Evening Sun. A Home Thrust. The other day a young man from London arrived in a northern city, and wishing to let his friends in the south know of his safe arrival, he went to a post office (not the chief one), and in- quired if he could send a. telegram di- rect from the office, and how long it would take. The young lady was in- clined to be snubbish, and cut short his inquiries with: “I am not paid to answer ' silly questions.” Her face blanched wonderfully,. however, when she found herself compelled to wire the following message: ., “Arrived safe. ‘Girls here ugly and bad-tempered.”— Titbits. . 000,000. to live agin, fer I ’low I was to blame.” ' ——The business portion of St. Peter's burg was seriously damaged by fire. in 1862, the property loss exceeding $5,- : ‘1’ A : Z E '1 ' MSPARAGUS jN FRANCE. . Vineyards penetrated by the Phyfloxera. Planted with the Vegetable. Asparagus, like many other table delicacies, is much more of a. luxury in Europe than in the United States. Ac- cording to a Parisian periodical, 'of ninety thousand‘bundles of asparagus consumed daily in Paris between April 15 and May 15 nearly sixty thousand were delivered to the restaurants. The region of Argenteuil is regarded as furnishing the finest asparagus for the Parisian market, and it is from that region that large quantities of the veg- ' etable are sent to England and Russia. The region about Alost in Belgium also produces an asparagus that is greatly esteemed by epicures. ‘ The aSparagus of Argente uil at its best measures from three and one-half to four inches in circumference, and half the length of the stalk may be eaten. The culture of asparagus has saved the fortunes of land owners whose vineyards have been ravished by the phylloxera. Asparagus has been substituted for the ruined vines on suitable lands and market gar- dening has succeeded wine making. Asparagus has replaced the sugar beet about Laon, and the crop throughout France is worth many millions of francs a year. , ,It is the rule of the most careful French asparagus growers never to out asparagus after May 20, though some continue cutting considerably longer. Large cultivators have asparagus fields of different ages, and prolong the cut- ting later than May 20 .only on those that are sure to run out and need re- newal in a year or two. It takes five years to make a. proper growth of as- paragus, the French cultivators say, and the earlier sprouts should not be cut at all. One French amateur as- paragus grower leaves home when the sprouting season. comes, in order that he may not be tempted to do the young shoots a wrong. Some growers devote themselves to producing monstrosities, and a. single stalk of French asparagus may make a dish of the vegetable large enough for a. family of moderate size. These great stalks are produced by the aid of a bottle in which the stalk grows. When the young stalks are found side by side the points are gently brought together and a. neckless bottle is placed over them. They unite as they grow, and the twins gradually fill the bottle. Another plan is to intro- duce a single stalk into a. rather short bottle and let the stalk double upon it- self. Stalks two inches in diameter are thus produced, and they are said to have an especially delicate flavor. Lace Still in Vogue. Rich lace trimmings still retain a high place in the world of fashion, sub- ject only to new arrangements and combinations. A charming creation from a. noted French designer consists of a‘gown of yellow satin, the. bodice trimmed with creamy point do Venise lace, put under Vandyke points of fine gold passementeries, the designs being 4 almost as filmy and delicate as gold lace. The effect of this garniture, laid over the wonderful “woven dreams,” otherwise called lace, that trimmed the gown, was most artistic and beautiful. n Earache' is about as painful an ache as anything that ' Sa lvajce‘a has to deal with. But it stops it immediately. Big pains—little pains—it steps all of them. , Salva-cea. is the quickest , to relieve and cure Pills. Bails, - calarrh, chafings, Sm Threat, Illem, Golds, ' Rheumatism, . Sore Muscles. Burns. Two sizes, 25 and sea-cents. At druggists, or by mail‘. 'z Tm; BRANDP'ZTH Co.. 274 CANAL S'l'...N~'. Y. J. D. Jennings. UN DERTAKER . 1 Knight street. opposite Street Rarlway Depot BELL AT OFFICE. LllllKWlJlllJ’S fl‘ciffammh‘itfmtnf Will alsoltake orders for mes = Cheap rates. Having purchased wan-ms Ins. ‘ SOLD'» ' . out; patronage, 2| Wall Street. WILLIAM s. KEMP, Carpenter -:- and -:- Builder, 34‘ West Main. St.. Norwalk. Mr. Kemp has been a carpenter and builder , in Norwalk for the past 25 years.- and refers to owners of buildings erected vision as to workmanship. Chilton! Paint, Every gallon of paint made by the Chilton Mfg. Company is mixed and ground in pure Linseed Oil. All'shades are mixed and ground by machinery seven times, making them , uniform: and even. Compare the size of cans and ‘weight with the cheaper makes. ‘ You get an honest gallon. Give it atrial and you will be convinced. H. H. WILLIAMS 17 Main St. a under his super- SPEClAL SALE wager service in New York. Goods called ' i O). and delivered to all Orders received at E. P. eed’s Drug Store. [Wall Street. With telephone connection un- ” '3“ on. LOCKWOOD. CENTRAL NATIONAL BANK, gm; WALL an, NOR WALK.-' ORPOBATED SEPT. 1. l876. APITAL. :- - - - . ._ sea M.Homms. President. ‘. .h. Bomn. Vice-President. WILLIAM-A. CURTIS, Cashier DIRECTORS : ones M. Homms. H. E. Darn, L, CUNNINGHAM, J. '1‘. ,Pnowrr'r I. L. Berna, S. H. Horns J. Cousrusfl . arts of the town, ; Slow ' . ———0F—-— MILLINERY SATURDAY AND MDIDAY, MY 9-". Trimmed Hats and Bonnets. Ladies desiring a nice Trimmed Hat for little money, will do 'well to attend this sale. FAWCETT’S Discount nay, Saturdav- 3 WATER STREET, NORWALK In case Is your plate glass or safe insured? of Fire fi A POINTER... ( If not, call on me and I will write you a. policy in the Mutual Plate Glass and Safe Insur. ance Company. Glass will break and burglars use dynamite. You should be insured. A policy in the Reliance of Philadelphia. Phoenix of Hartford; Scotland Union of Scotland; New Hampshire oI Manchester; Rochester German of Rochester; United States and Pacific of New York; Security of New Hampshire or Granite State of Ports- mouth will protect you against the fire fiend. W. an smuneuon, - .‘ ROOM 1, Gaza-rm: BUILDING Real Estate and General insurance, LOANS NEGOTIATED AND'INVESTMENTS MADE. , the Market 'ofH CJ; WAnHAMs, I have 4‘ f; I? restocked the Same.” :with he... _ Fish'f ‘ f ; ~-ned swashnd éje’ . -‘ gli'cit-a share of your . . ' V. e alGIIMILES 4E. : SSGIIEIIBEIM- A Reduction of 25 per cent. on all a... vegetatzemag'ca. : , f M .Aw~.‘-‘. Y ‘ ., 12*.” ——_,CORRESP0NDENC_5SOL/man é
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