Because .
In it Is Best. . .
_ Why is the demand fOr
Welcome Soap in New Eng-
land greater than for any
other family soap? .
’Becausehousc'keepers,after
using it for years, and’com-
paring it with others, know it
is the best and most econom-
is the standard family soap.
NEW CAFE
WITH
RESTAURANT
’ .. ATTACHED.
'MIKE ftA‘TCHFORD,
44 Wake Street,
The Best Wines, Liquors and Cigars.
-BIG» Bill IN PRIBE-
0r“
1 - EAT.
Round, Sirloin and, Porn
terhOuse Steaks, , Sausge,
\Pot and Rib Roasts
Reduced to. a Poundf
All First Quality Meat.
J. W. BOGARDUS,
* 6 WATER ST.. N ORWALK
some
Blaz on
- Seep Powder,
For Kitchen Use
Excells all others.
Ask Your Grocer For It.
The following Grocers have it on sale: E. J.
Finnegan, Main street; P. J _. O‘Brien, Chapel
stret; M. Ab aham. Piattsyille, avenue; Mrs.
Harriet A. orthrop. Umonville; A. Stull
East Nor-walk; ,D. Bosen, South Norwalk; J.
. June. Winnipauk: N. Driscoll. Westport.
Fred Scribner, A. A. Avison. Hu h Donnelly.
George Pomeroy, Chapel street. . H. More-
househWeSt avenue, D. Gormley, Spring H111,
E. Sc achat, Harbor avenue. Schachat,
Franklin avenue. F. Barlwrtz &. Bros, 3H Main
street; Butter Bros, Belden Avenue; Anna
Lubrous.20_ ard‘street; Anna R Qurke, Itast
Norwalk; William Flynn, 25 Day street; 0. K
Scofield, 170 Main street. .
SPECIAL SALE
_op___. .
Sailor Hats
NOW READY.
llnirimmed, Inc ~and Ilpwards,
Trimmed, 50c and. Upwards,
FAWClETTS.
3 Water Street, Norwalk
MEEK‘Eu with so.
[ COAL, wool), eelei,
LIME, cement me are.
OFFICE WITH e. WARD SELLECK
WALL eraser. uoawz LK.
Horace E. D'ann,
, uxounsroh
"W" M
, Lmrvanasues same;-
Opposite Danbury and .
Norwaik Railroad depot ,
Norwaik. Conn. Stylish
Single or Double Team ,
with or without drivers?
Safe horses for, women]
andchildren. i. .-
Vl ,EADDLE HORSES? A SPECIALTY
‘ T HE ny Efnuaéin G GAZ E 'I'i'TK‘E'
IT’S JUST AS GOD MADE IT.
Though pockets grow lighter.
, Sing tunes that are brighter—
j Might as well sing as be sighing;
There’s no use todouble
The measure of trouble,
For time beats the best bird at flying!
The world and all in it
Wasn’t made in a minute; ,
Its flowers are blooming and dying;
No use to upbraid it,
It’s just as God make it,
And time beats the best bird at flying! .
UN MASKED.
The room was hardly a room. To
speak strictly, it was a large alcove
furnished to fit the taste and require-
ments- of the most exacting of dancers,
bent on sitting out. It opened away
from the drawing room through a
species of Norman archway, from
either side of which ran a drapery of
two curtains, rich, yet cool in color.
Mrs. I-Iolroyd was looking through
the half drawn curtains into the draw-
ing roo beyond, It so happened that
from her seat on the sofa the most dis«
tinctly visible piece of furniture was
an admirable whatnot of Sheraton. 'In
company with her husband she had
picked it up as a bargain during the
early and enthusiastic days of their
married life. She fell to thinking
about her husband with anaffectation
of courtesy and in a light vein of com-
fortable sarcasm. . -. ,
A man crossed the room beyond, un-
announced. He came forward with an
easy assurance, and drew the hanging
ciirtains carefully together as he
passed through the archway.
“Good afternoon, Kittie!” he said.
She did not, answer his greeting readx
iiy; his hand went’tohis mustache.
“Good afternoon," she said soon.
“It’s a fortnight—quite, since I saw
you last.” > .
The man’s face brightened. If that
was all the" trouble, he would rather
have it so, or even more so,
His name was Percy Rundell, and
his " profession was to spend his in-
come to the best advantage while yet .
living within it, a profession sadly lit.
tle practiced and sadly less to profit.
He was a cautious man with passion-
ate moments and a badly developed
force of character.
He sat beside her on the sofa.
“But, Kittie, you knew that I was
absolutely unable to come to see you,"
he Went on. ,
“But you did not stay at Thurston
all the time,” she objected. “You were
in London last week. Besides, . you
told me you would 'be.”
He hesitated. His relations with her
had gone very far.
“You ’are not yet a widow, Kittie,
dear!” he said.
“That was very brutal of you,
Percy!” . ' =
“I cannot help it.”
He began playing with her sleeve,
After a while, he said:
“Kittie, we are on the giddy verge
and‘brink of things.”
“What do you mean?”
“Nothing but what I say. XVith the
quality of prudence that bids a drunk-
en man sit in the gutter, because he
cannot walk straight on the pavement,
we put up a flimsy handrail along the
edge of our cliif, because we knew it
was steep, and thenset to dancingon
the bit of green grass that grew there.
The handrail fell down awhile ago and
the grass has grown brown and slip-
pery.” .
“Again what do you mean?” she
asked, petulantly. Her eyes sought
his with a strange look; he would not
meet them,but preferred to stare down
at the carpet,
Suddenly he .turned to her, and said:
“I mean that I love you, Kittie!”
He clenched his hands one over the
other, and knotted the fingers painful-
ly together to keep himself still. The
suggestion of weakness in his face
was accentuated; it was a peculiar
impression of a shadow semewhere
which continually cheated the eye in
substance and locality. '
“Percy!” The avowal was too suf-
ficiently prefaced to find her unpre-
pared; but, after all, he had only just
entered the room. “Percy!” she re-
peated; .
. “Yes! Percy to you and Kittie to
me!” cried hoarsely. “I love. you, and
you—you love me!” He struggled a lit-
tie with the last word.
She said nothing, but held back from
him and stretched out her hand with a.
mute gesture of self protection. So it
was that her mood changed and her
face slowly took an expression of scorn
which seemed in some queer fashion
to add to the space of forehead be«
tween her eyes. .
“You cad, Percy—oh, you cad!”
He blundered to his feet; he was be-
side himself.
“Yes, I know it! I’m a cad, a black-
guard, and a scamp—I don’t care, I
glory in it. I love you, and I glory in
it. You love me, you know it—I know
it, and because I say so, I am a cad,
Heaven help me, .I had rather be ten
thousand ends and your love’s love and
your lover than all the gentlemen on
God’s earth.”
His voice had risen -to a tremulous
pitch, and now he steed there wrought
to silence, with his arms outstretched
toward her. 7 .
, “Go,‘Percy, go! leave me! You fright-
en me. I did not know—I did not know
you were this kind of a man.’ ’ '
“Kittie, darling!” he asid, in a calm-
er tone, “Kittie, darling, listen to me.
I am rich,I can and will give you every‘
thing you could possibly desire, There
is no wish of yours I will not—”-
"‘How dare you?” she interrupted,
flushing with shame. “How dare you?
You are speaking to me as you might
to some garbage of the streets; ,tempt- ,
ing me in the frowsy language of a'
cheap novelette. Oh! do all men alike
,‘-.
t
. band came through.
pose, it was found that it floated very
‘than‘was ordinarily the case, The rea-
i»,
believe that any trumpery millionaire
can buy the honor of a woman at a
price?” '
She rose with ‘some dignity from the
sofa and stood facing him. “Percy.
you were right in what you said about
the cliff. . But you have fallen, I have
not, and I will not throw myself down
after you.” .
He shifted uneasily upon his feet,
but made no effort to reply, His pas-
sion was gaining upon him, though he
gave her no reason to susmct this, for
his head hung low in the uncertain
light, and his hands were clasped be-
hind his back.
"She turned and moved toward the
button of the electric bell.
“I think you had better ~go now
Percy,” she said, “I cannot quite trust
you to stay any longer to-day." ,
“Kittie!” he burst out, “don’t send
me away like this without a Word.”
She felt herself growing ‘distressed.
Would it really come to turning him
out? She believed she loved him. To-
day he had hurt her pride by his
maladroit avowal, and she welcomed
the power of self-controlthe alfront
had lent her.
“I really wish you to go, Percy. You
must yourself know that it is better
you should, much better.” She spoke
more gently. , '
Something in the appearance of the
man suddenly frightened her, and she
made a rapid plunge at' the bell but-
ton, but missed it and half fell. In a
moment his arms were round her, and
she lay helpless under his kisses,
“Let me go!” she gasped.
Rundell did let her go, for the cur-
tain before him parted and her hus-
Holroyd was a physically small man,
with a head so finely modelled that at
times he showed a considerable pres-
ence and became even remarkable. At
such, moments his deficiencies of phy-
sique, oddly enough, rather added to
than detracted from the force of his
personality.
He walked at leisure across to them.
“I have arrived,” hb began, with a con-
ceit of courtesy, “I have arrived at an e
apparently inopportune moment, Is it i
not so ‘3” — I 3
‘ The question was unanswerable.
“I will not concealfrom you that I
have, by the simple process of stand-
ing behind the curtain therepverheard I
most of what has been said; I have al-
so by the equally easy method of
parting the curtains slightly, seen
nearly everything that has occurred. I
came a trifle late, and the scene has al-
ready begun, or, doubtless, I should
have witnessed all of it. I apprehend-
ed that I did not miss any material
portion. Have you anything to say for
"yourselves?” _
He spoke like a schoolmaster lectur-
ing a couple of naughty children, and
they looked the part. It was the
height of pathos, Perhaps he realized
this for he went on:
“I do not wish to make you appear
in any way ridiculous. I recognize
your mutual positions, which from a
worldly pointef view, were not diffi-
cult to understand. I would not will~
ingly step in between your happiness,
Kittie, or indeed, of yours,, Rundell,
if it be knit with hers.” He faltered
somewhat from his measured, sarcas-
tic tones. I“I have a request to make,
If you can comply with it I shall
be content to advance no argument,
no protest.”
He took his wife’s hand and pressed
it into Rundell’s, and still like two
children they obeyed him'in silence.
His voice grew hard again. “Percy
Rundell, will you swear by the grave
of your mother, and your honor, as her
son, that you love my wife as you
would love a woman of the highest
integrity, that you love her as a faith- ,
ful man might love a faithful woman,
that you love her so and would forever
look upon her as an honorable woman?
Will you swear this with her hand in
yours and before me here?”
And Percy Rundell, gentleman, was
speedily gone, cursing Richard Hol-
royd, husband, as he went,
Holroyd turned to his wife. “When
you called him a cad, Kittie,” he said,
“you were within measurable distance
of the ti-uth."——Pi'ct:-Me-Up'.
Whales on a Cable.
Submarine cables are usually imbed-
ded in the slimy bottom of the ocean.
but at certain points they hang like
Wire bridges over deep submarine vale
leys, so that whales and other inhabi-
tants of the deep may become danger-
ous to the cable. ' Once in a while it is
the cable that becomes dangerous to
the whales, as was-recently shown in
an accident to the Western Brazilian
cable. There was some trouble with
the wire and after many futile efforts
the seat of the trouble was discovered
seventy-six miles north of Santa
Catharina. The repair ship :Viking
was sent to repair the damage, and be.
gan to take up the cable near where“
the seat of the trouble had been 10-
rated. After 'the cable proper had
been grappled and was taken up on
the large drums provided for the pur-
much easier and was more buoyant
son was discovered when in a loop of
the cable the Carcass of a whale more
than sixty feet in length came up. It
appears that the whale had become
caught under the cable, and not being
able to lift it nor to go forward or back,
it suffocated. By its last spasms or
attempts to free itself, the whale had
damaged the cable so that the insula-
tion was rubbed oil: and the wire be-
came useless. ' - ' *
, Physicians say that drop hfidfilfifi
:ause paralysis, but the people won’t
i‘rop handle bars on that account.—
Dansville Breeze ' '
secretary of the British
smaller than the other." -
BOSS MATCHMAKERS CERTAINLY.
_ Once a Grocery Clerk,.But His/Children
Married Into the Wealthiest Families.
It lsan- old story that the King and
Queen of. Denmark are the most er-
pert matchmakers in Europe, and if
they. keep up to theii‘ records of the
past their progeny will probably rule
every royal court in the civilized
World. What these two purple-blood.
edaristocrats are to the people on the
other side of the Atlantic Richard T.
.Wilson and ‘his wife are to the folk
on this, end of the pond.
. Lida-.AJA-b I
w. L. WILSON.
Their children have. married into
four of the wealthiest families the
world over, yet forty years ago the
father was a clerk in a country gro-
cery store in the obscure town of Mad-
ison, Ga. This shows the possibility
of the American citizen and the tower-
ing heights, both socially and finan-
cially, which the most lowly can reach.
There has been a lot of talk about
Cornelius Vanderbilt disinheriting his
son because of his marriage to Miss
Wilson. Those who know Cornelius
Vanderbilt know that all this talk is
absolute rot. The father is a kindly
broad-minded man and the peacemak-
er of the family.
If he is convinced that his son is
mentally and morally fitted to wield
the immense power which scores of
millions gives, the young man will
come in for the bulk of the fortune.
Thus the Wilsons, father and moth-
er, planned a marriage for their d-augh.
ter to a young man‘who promises to
be the ruling figure in American fi-
nance for years to come. Ogden 'Goe—
let, the husband of the eildest draugh-
ter, is worth $40,000,000, and every
year or two some fabulously rich rela-
tive dies and leaves him a few more
millions.
'IMIA‘-l.—l.l 5...-
MRS. WILSON.
The second eldest daughter married
the Hon. Michael Herbert, who, as the
legation at
Washington, was the great beau at the
capital a few years ago. The Herbert
family is a very wealthy one in Eng-
land, and besides the young man will
come into - a title before long. Mar-
shall Orme Wilson, the eldest son»of the
famous matchmakers, married Miss
Carrie Astor, the youngest daughter of
the late William Astor and sister of
John Jacob Astor.
Thus the Wilsons are connected with
the .Vanderbilts, the Astors, the Goe-
lets, the three most influential fami-
lies in New York. What is of great in-
terest to the people of the swell set, is
a rumor to the effect that the only un-
married child of the Wilsons, Richard
T.Wilson, Jr., is to marry Miss Gerry,
a daughter of Elbridge T. Gerry.
Commodore Gerry’s mother was a Miss.
Goelet, and by marriage the Gerrys
are already related to the Wilsons.
Many people from the South who re-
member the Wilsons in ante-helium
times, wonder how they managed to
accomplish so much in New York. It
can easily be told in a few words.
“Richard T. Wilson was born in Ten-
nessee, and when he'got old enough
to shift for himself he ,went to Geor-
gia. From clerk he soon became the
owner of a country store. He sup
plied the planters with pitvencler for
their slaves and received in exchange
portions of their crops. He was a tre-
mendously shrewd young man, and to
this day stories can be heard in the'
middle Georgia district of the wonder-
fully sharp bargains made by Dick
'Wilson.
He was a handsome man, a perfect
giant in build, standing six feet four
inches, and with a breadth of shoulder
that was astonishing. ‘- Today he is
one of the handsomest men in New
York. He has thick, snow white hair,
a full white. beard, and his colossal
frame shoulders his seventy years with
ease. ' '
A Sickly Place Indeed.
“It is very sickly here,” said one of
the sons of the Emerald Isle to an—
other, ‘
"‘Yes,” replied his companion, “a
great many have died this year that
never died before.” g, '
An Irishman,- having feet of different.
sizes, ordered his boots to be made ac-
cdrdingly. His directions were obeyed;
but as he tried the smallest boot on his ‘
largest foot, he exclaimed, petulantly,
"‘ Confound that fellow! I ordered him
to make onerlxrger than the other; and
instead of that he has -made one
_:
'1
‘HAvfislva'v'Acoulass A '_ FORTUNE.
An Old Land Investment Turns put Finely
and no Makes a Meteor-1c Ascent.
“Jack Haverly, of Haverly, Colo-
redo,” is the way in which the man
who used to be considered the greatest
showman of the United States now
writes his name and address The
theatrical business will know him no
more. His name will never again be
blazoned over the front door of a thea-
tre structure, unless some enthusiastic
admirer should take it into his head to
thus immortalize Haverly. Never again
will a challenge silver comet band
head a throng of “Mastodon-Forty-
Count-’em-Minstrels,” over whose
heads flaunt silken banners bear-
ing the name that once charmed
the American public, For Hever-
ly is in the position l-collopuially
described as “right in it.” He is worth
a cool $200,000 to-day, and if he lives
and lightning doesn’t strike him he
cannot very well avoid becoming a
millionaire, Little did the late Eugene
Field imagine, when he apostrophized
Haverly in poetic fashion, that the
brilliant director of numerous amuse-
ment enterprises would one day-turn
up as the king of Bull Hill, only a few
miles removed from Cripple Creek. Mr.
Field sang his good will to Haverlyas
follows: . '
Jack Haverly, Jack Haveriyl I wonder where
you are
Are your fortunes cast with Sirius or ‘neath
_ some kindlierstar ?
How happens it we never see your wondrous
minstrel show,
With its apt alliterations. as we used to years
ago ?
All the ebon aggregations that aiflict these
modern times
Are equally unworthy of our prose and of our
rhymes;
And I vainly pine and banker for the joys
that used to come
With the trumpets ump—ta-ra-ra and the big
bass drum.
Jack Haverly. here‘s hoping that some bright,
propitious star
Beams kindly down upon you, wheresoe’er
your interests are;
For my heart is warm a-toward you for the
joy you gave me when
‘ Iwas a little wambling tyke; and I were glad
again .
To see you marching up the street with your
dusky knights of song— , -.
By George! I’d head the gang of boys that
whooped your way along;
And I’d stake that all our plaudits and ac-
claims would overcome '
The trumpets ump—tapra-ra and the big bass
drum.
Jack Haverly's lot since these verses
were written has been of the up and
down variety, but it is, indeed, at pres-
ent cast under a kindly star. A short
time ago the erstwhile theatrical di-
rector was in the condition most terse-
ly described as dead broke. He had no
money and little apparent prospect of
laying his hands On any. He did own
a quantity of land in Colorado, but if
he had told his most enthusiastic
friends that it was worth anything at
all they would have experienced diffi-
culty in concealing from him their dis-
belief. ,
Haveriy had purchased this ques-
tionable proprty when he was in the
height of his fame as a puneyor of
amusements and when his coinpanles
were seen in every city of importance
in the United States each fear. It is
still widely believed that hi: livest-
ments in undeveloped mining property
in the State of Colomdo M if! col:
lapse and led him from the paths of
affluence in managerial life into a
series of vicissitudes that have marked
his career «yet since that time until
his recent tcn strike. . ,
Bull Hill is situated about nine miles
due west of Cripple Creek. It is a.
large plateau almost en'tir, . level, and
hemmed in by great mo , . .which
tower a thousand feet _ 'lt._ This
plateau was owned ' by Haver-
ly. One day, less than two months
back, he appeared in the Greets of
Cripple Creek with his cordumy
trousers tucked in his boots and his
big sombrero pulled down over his
eyes, just as he used to wear his Oscar
Hammerstein silk hat. He approached
two citizens of the place and told them
he had a proposition to make to them.
If theywould assist him in laying out
a town site on Bull Hill he would
divide the property with them. At first
they were not inclined to listen. But
Haverly is a persuasive talker, and he
soon induced them to go over the
ground with him. When they re-
turned to Cripple Creek they were as
ardent in their enthusiasm as he had
been in his, and they. at once proceeded
to have Bull Hill surveyed and laid out
in building lots.
A day or two later one of the Cripple
Creek “publications came out with a
sensational broadside describing a big
“find” at the new town of Haveriy. In
forty-eight hon-rs a city of more than
1,000 people had sprung up on Haver-
_ly’s old plateau, and the place has since
increased to a population of 1,500 per-
sons. Haverly and his two associates
found themselves in possession of a
profit of $150,000 before two days were
up, and they have been piling up a big-
ger and bigger lot of money each day.
. The town of Haverly has turned out to
be very rich in gold bearing quartz,
and the man for whom the place is
named is on the verge of realizing his
wildest dreams of opulence.
Probably no American has had a
more widely varied career than “Jack"
Havel-1y, He- was once a train boy,
.‘id sold peanuts, newspapers; bananas
and other articles of luxury on the
Pennsylvania railroad. He drifted. into
minstrelsy in a small way and soon be-
gun to make money. He then built up ‘,
his troupe of black face comediansan‘d ,
singers until it became the leading '
feature in that line of American
amusements. His Ma Ilnstrels,
consisting of forty performers,-traveled =
over this country with enormous suc:
cess, and then took London by-storm.
Haverly branched out into other
schemes, which were for a time amaz‘
,ineg successful. He was at one period:
lessee of the most profitable theatre in
Chicago and of other leading houses in
'San‘ Francisco, Philadelphia and New
York.
" KEEPS ADDING-To IT.
,The Listdf Cures Will Soon Wino I
.. Out the List of Sufferers
\ in Norwalk.'.{
_First one, then tw c, lcu,
eight._‘ ~ ‘
Rapidprogress, isn't it? - 7
Well; it should be, it takes them all.
Beginning with backache—they cure.
Excess of_ur1ne—-they cure.
Burning in passage—they cure.
Sediment or brick dust—they cure.
High color and mucus—they cure.
Diabetes and Bright’s disease—they
cure.
All the same to them—they’re made
for it. .
They are Dean’s Kidney Pills.
They add to the list all who take
them. '
And Norwalk’s list is long.
' Because the cure misses none.
No matter of how long standing.
ow complicated and stubborn.
Norwalk people know it now.
Mr. Daniel S. Osterbank, N o. 21
Belden avenue. says: ”I am seventy-
seven years old and a mill wright by
trade. In my younger days I worked
very hard and for years I have] been
troubled With kidney and bladder com-
plaint. My back ached so severely at
times I could not move and I‘ was com-
pelled to get up often at night to. uri—
nate and lost a great deal of sleep. I'
took medicines and wore plasters but
they would not cure me. I saw Doan's
Kidney Pills advertised and I got a
box at Hale’s drug store. They ‘were
Just the thing for my trouble. .; I have
every reason to think that they are just
what the manufacturers claim for them.
They_ have made me sound and well.”
This is only one statement‘among the
many we are daily receiving.about the
working of Doan’s Kidney Pills. We
Will continue them. If your back is
weak, lame or aching, try Doan’s Kid:
ney Pills.
You can get them at your druggists at
50 cents a box, or they will be sent
posipaidon receipt of price, by Foster-~
Milburn 00., Buffalo, N. Y. '
One to five applications of Dean’s
Ointment will cure the worst case of
Itching Piles there ever was. Can you
afford to suffer tortures when a simple,
neverofailing remedv is at hand? Doan’s
Ointment never fai:ls.r - ‘
SARATOGA!
Genuine Saratoga Water in
block-tin lined barrels dirth
from the celebrated Spring, is
for sale on draught at Had-
den’s, corner Wall and River
Street.
THE WATER.
Is brought direct from Sara-
toga, and is dispensed in pre-
cisely the same condition in
which it flows from the spring
at Saratoga, and is sold at'
5 Cents per Glass.
HATHBHN
SPRING ,
WATER
FOR THE
Stomach,
Bowels,
Liver and
Kidneys.-
FOBSALEBY -_ '7
The Helmes,Kee1er &Selleei Ce
DORLON HOUSE.
~ GREGORY’S, POIN r.‘
new one FOR THE easel 01-“ 1896. _
Shore Dinners,
Bhodelsland clam Bake. ;
Bathing-Boating. Fishing.- .' '
\
‘ Electric care to Hotel,~r»every twenty 5'.
minutes. _, :: ‘ -
«JOHN E. O’SULLIVAN,
. . , . Managtt.
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