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The following Grocers have. it on sale: E J.
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Harriet A. Northrop. Unionville A. St 111.11
East Norwalk: D.- Rosen. South Norwal l;k J
June. Winnipauk: N. Driscoll. Westport.
Fred Scribner.A. A. Avison. Hugh Donnelly.
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house Wehst avenue, D. Gormley, Spring Hill.
E. Sc ac hat, Harbor avenue. D Schachat.
Franklin avenue. F. Bailwitz 81. Bros.,30 Main
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N;orwalk William Flynn, 25 Day street; 0. K.
Scofield, 170 Main street.
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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.
W. H. BYI'NGTON,
Real Estate and Insurance,
Room I. Gazette B’l’d.
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‘ A cousmsans BURGLAR-
He Returned Papers Which Were of No
Use to Him.
.-» Few burglars show such considera-
tion for their victims as the one who
visited the residence of J. R. Anderson,’
in Mountain avenue, Montclair, not
long ago. Mr. Anderson lives in a cot
tage of Colonial design, surrounded by
pretty lawns.
His house is somewhat isolated. The
burglar, after reaching the'piazza, re-
moved the putty from one of the panes
of glass to the library, and then re-
moved the glass. He went through the
private papers in a desk in the room
and took what he believed would be of
value. He then entered a closet ad—l
joining the library and took five over-
coats belonging to Mr. Anderson and his
sons, besides a loaded gun. His opera
tions were confined. exclusively to this
room. He overlooked silverware of
much value, which was in plain view
on the sideboard in the dining-room, ad-
joining the library. ,
. The first intimation that the housr
had been entered was when Mr. An-
derson went into the library in the morn
ing to get his overcoat. He found things
turned upside down. He discovered
that the thief or thieves had stolen a
sum of money which he had left in the
desk, but he said it was not more than
330. His overcoat contained valuable
papers.
When Mr. Anderson arrived at his
office 111110.54 Franklin street he found
among his maila peculiar letter; it was
of considerable bulk, and had on it two
two- cent stamps and a special delivery
stamp. It was mailed from Jersey City.
011 Opening the envelope Mr. Anderson
found the papers which were in his
overcoat. .
Accompanying the articles was the
following note, which had been printed
. in lead pencil:
“As these cannot be turned into cash,
I return them, so as to save you unne-
cessary expense and trouble.
YOUR BURGLAR.”
The Typical American Husband.
The type of American husband most
familiar among us, however, is the
man of busy energies, kindly, affec-
’ tionate, prbud of his family, with whom
he is free-handed and ' sympathetic in
their pleasures—who might, if the stress
*of making a livelihood would leave
him free to do so, enjoy domestic life
heartily, and aid in bringing the mar
ried state to be what good old Dicky
Steele described it in the Tattle1'—-'“a
complication of all the pleasures of life
and a. retreat from its inquietudes."
But, alas! under the conditions of mod-
ern money- grabbing, what opportunity
> has the poor man to cultivate fireside
amenities and hang garlands upon the
Lares of the hearth? .. He hurries away
from home directly after eating a hasty
breakfast, to return to it late in the day,
tagged from the incessant and nervous
grinding of the mill down- town. and
' ravening for his dinner.
At such a moment, all the charms and
all the virtues combined in one wife,
often cannot win smiles or playful
speech from any husband so beset; and
a wise woman efiaces herself until the
postprandial hour gives her a reasona-
ble hope of claiming his conversation.
At this period of the‘,evening, unless
she is a mere monger of nursery gossip,
or a household drudge, her spirit,
hr need and expanded by the day of 111
dependence and responsibility, is eager
for the fray of ideas. She longs for the
interchange of sentiment on current
topics. while her heart owns to a little
joyous thrill of satisfaction in the tete-
a~tete that has lost nothing by years of
repetition. To it, even the grown chil-
dren are an interruption; and she sees
them go their several ways in search or
more active entertainment with almost
a sigh of satisfaction. What, at this
interesting juncture, is the attitude of
the ideal husband? What, of the real
husband? These are queries to be an-
swered by observation, or by experi-
ence—North American Review.
Can This be True?
Mayor . Pingree of Detroit was
shocked last week by a show at a
local theatre, * One of the scenes repre-
sents a fire alarm at night in a young
woman’s school, when a number of pu~
pils appear in white night gowns, as if _
just aroused from sleep. Mayor Pin-
gree at once, according to a Western
paper, issued a decree directing that at
future performances the young women
should appear in “bright red silk slip-
pers. red stockings, red bloomers
and red overskirts.” '
A Coon Dog of Lineage.
Minneapolis is particularly stuck up
just now over a recently imported coon
dog, which Tom Cordry proudly a11-
nounces is not only the greatest artist in
its line in either Kansas or Missouri,
but is “a dire ct descendant of a dog
which the Queen of Honolulu presented
to King Solomon, and which that royal
monarch used in hunting the coous in
the corn fields of Palestine 200 years
ago.”—Chicago Dispatch.
Ready to Fight England.
A Washington story says it is grati f y
'ing to know that if we had declared war
with Great Britain we might have
counted upon the alliance of at least”
one Kickapoo brave and one hero of the
tribe of Sacs and Foxes, for they have
written" to the President asking for a
subvention of. blankets, and expressing
their readiness to take the war path im-
mediately.
His blemorable Day.
Mrs. Grimes ("of the surbuibs)—l
wish Icould remember what day it was
I sent those light brown gloves to the
dyer 5.
Mr. Grime—It was three weeks ago
last Tuesday. That was the day I didn’t
have to bring anything home from down
townu—Chicago Tribune. .
There were many ladies without hats
at the theatre last night, and it was
‘ generally conceded that they were the
handsomest ladies ' there. —Atlanta
Journal. .
I
PADEREWSKI DIDN’T GO.
And the Woman who was Ready to Pa:
' Union Rates was Mad.
“ls Mr. Paddyrooski in?" inquired a
thin faced little woman with a com-
plexion like a sugar cured ham, as she
struck the Palace Hotel counter with
the handle of her parasol to attract the
clerk’s attention. '
“I don’t know, madam,” he replied.
"You will have to send up your
card.”
“Well, I’ll tell you what I want, and
maybe you can help me. I’m going to
give a dance over at my hotel at T0-
males to morrow night, and I want him
to play. Do you tho ink he will?”
“Well, yes; he is a professional mu-
sician, and I’m sure he will play if he is
paid for it.”
“Oh, I’ll pay all right. I’ll deposit
the money with you here in advance,
because he might not give satisfac-
tion.”
“Here’s his manager,
Mrs.———?”
"Potts.”
“Mrs. Potts. She wants to get Mr.
Paderewski to play to morrow nigh .”
“We have no engagement for toomor-
row night, and he will play if he is paid
for it.” .
“Oh, certainly. I expect to pay him,
and liberallytoo. He can come over by
the afternoon train and go back in the
morning, and I’ll allow him two days’
pay. I’ll deposit the money now with
the clerk as security,” and she counted
out $8.
“Why, madam,” protested Gorlitz.
Paderewski would not think of coming
for less than $8,000.”
“Oh, mercy l” and she gave a little
scream; “and just think how near I
came to making a contract without
coming to terms. I think it’s a shame
—an outrage. I’ll report it to the Mn-
sician’s Union. Their rate is $4 a day,
I know, because that’s what I’ve always
paid for a. piano player. I’ll bet the
union will make it so warm for him he
wi11 just have to get out of town,” and
in her rage she flounced out without her
umbrella—San Francisco Post.
Mi‘. Gorlitz,
THOUGHT HE HAD A BARGAIN.
But "This Line of Shirts” Didn't Mean All
Shirts 0n the Line.
He was from the pastoral regions of‘
Gloucester County, and when he drift-
ed oif the ferryboat at South street
wharf there were whisps of golden hair
a- hanging down his back. He had not
floated very far northward when he
came to a halt before one of those
unique haberdasheries which help to
give South street its distinctive, bazaar
like character.
Stretched across the outside of the
Show window was a small string loaded
down with men’s shirts in stripes and
checks of gorgeous hues. It bore the
Sign: '
“This Line of Shirts, 50 cts.”
“I see the price of them air shirts are
50 cents,” said the innocent to the out-
door “barker. ”
“Yaas, mein friendt, dem shoortz vos
“All right,” said the J erseyman, fish-
ing out of his capacious breeches pock-
et a quarter, two smooth worn dimes
and a battered nickel. “I’ll take ’em.”
He jerked the string loose at one end
and then at the other, and was starting
off with his bargain when, with a shrill
whoop of protest, the sidewalk clerk de-
tained him. ~
It required the united efforts of all
the population on the block, reenforced
by a linguistically accomplished police~
man to induce the countryman to b1 eak
away from the bargain. When he was
finally made to understand that the
shirts were 50 cents a piece he didn’t
want any—Philadelphia Record.
Vest’s Parliamentary Inquiry.
Mr. Vest of Missouri was making a
speech in the Senate recently, when
first Mr. Pefier arose and began .to
speak, and then Mr. Sherman, all three
addressing the Chair at the same time.
Mr. Vest looked amazed, and after a
minute’s hesitation, called out:
“Mr. President, Mr. President.”
The President paid no attention to
Mr. Vest, however, when the Missouri
member changed his tactics by declar-
ing his desire to make a parliamentary
inquiry. This appeal was not lost on
the President.
“The gentleman' from Missouri will
state it,” he said, ignoring Mr. Peifer
and Mr. Sherman.
“I believe I was addressing the Senate
and had the floor,” said Mr. Vest, “but
it seems that I have no longer got it. If
I can’t 'get it any other way I rise to a
parliamentary inquiry to find out how
I lost it.”
There was a ripple of laughter in the
chamber, Mr. Sherman apologized for
his interruption, and Mr. Vest continued
to hold the fort.
To Become Beautiful.
Eat fruit for breakfast, eat fruit for
luncheon. Avoid pastry.
Shun muffins and crumpets.
‘ And buttered toast.
Eat whole meal bread.
Refuse rice pudding.
Decline potatoes if. they are sei ved
more than once a day.
Do not drink too much tea or cofi'ee.
Walk four miles every day. .
”Take a bath every "day. I’Wash the
face every night in warm water. Sleep
eight hours a night.¢+Evening World.
' ‘ ‘ ‘ A Clever cm.
A young lady was sitting with her
lover in a charmingly decorated recess.-
On her knee was ‘a diminutive niece. In
the adjoining room, with the door open,
were the rest of the company. Says the
little niece, in a jealous and very audi-
ble voice. “Auntie, kiss me, too.” 1
leave you :-to imagine what had just
happened. “You should say twice,
Ethel dear; two is not grammar” was
the immediate rejoinder. Clever giil
that. ~Scranton (Kan) Gazette.
MadgeT—I’m' in an awful fix.
Ethel—What is it, dear?
Madge—-—Jack insists that I shall re-
turn his engagement ring, and for the
life of, me I can’t tellwhich one it. is.
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lvel it didn’t fade away before our
place, and I noticed the farmers’ babies
, stains and torn pinafores. ’--New York
I
I Two remarkable cases of longevity
' for he rode back that day and lived seven
Joseph Barnby, Mr. Augustus Manus,
.and other concert directorsutestified
that she was entitled to a higher place
THEIEVENINGIOAZETEEV
. “ LET H5131 GET ozn'rv." , 5,
Too IIuch Care and‘ Bathing May Not be i
Good for a Baby.”
“When my first child was born,’ said .
little Mrs. A. “I had the usual young
mother’s craze for a daintily kept baby.
The layette was one of those gorgeous
gift afiairs, with frocks which Victoria,
I am sure, would have thought much
too fine for the royal children—besides
every conceivable fantasie in which the
most luxurious minded infant could by,
any possibility be attired.
“I had one of those fussy French
nurses. immaculate as a new pin; and
between us we scrubbed and polished
up that poor baby until it’s a mar-
eyes.
“After abath 1n almond meal softened
Water she did look a dailing in' her
sheer, beribboned draperies, andI, fool
ish mother, never noticed her languor
and waxen skin. I did take note that
her hair wouldn't grow; that worried
me so that I finally called the family
doctor.
“The doctor was a grumpy person,
very curt and not over civil at times.
‘Bathe'd too much,’. he said briefly.
‘Look at her skin—all the life Washed
out .of it. Let her get dirty and' stay
dirty—nothing better for children. than
judicious neglect.’
“Very soon we went to our country
who ate pie and pickles for breakfast,
hot biscuit and pork for supper, sat in
puddles and went bareheaded whether
the rain fell or the sun scorched. They
were inevitable victims of future dys-
pepsia, but as babies, they were sturdy
and rosy, and mine wasn’t.
“I invested' in gingham pinafores and
stout shoes, dumped a load of clean
sand at the side door, and inaugurated
a perpetual feast of mud pies. Pauline
was instructed not to say ‘Don’t’ save
in extreme moments, and baby began
to live the life of a young animal left .
to the beneficient care of sunshine and
fresh air, undisturbed save at regular
intervals for food and sleep.
“I never had my wax dolly again;
but in the autumn I carried home a
blooming, sturdy little maid, whose
splendid spirits and perfect health more
than compensated for occasional mud
Tribune.
AN ANCIENT LOVER.
He Was Courting at the Age of 123, But
Not Successfully.
were recalled recently by a conversa-
tion between several gentlemen in this
city, says the Shelbyville Gazette. They
were discussing the death of Rev. Geo.
McCall, the veteran Baptist preacher,
when it was authentically stated that
Mr. McCall’s great grandfather lived to
the ripe old age of 127 years. He was a
bachelor at 100 and took a notion to get
married. He carried out ‘ his idea.
Three sons were born to him, and he
lived to see the oldest son old enough to
vote.
This was considered remarkable, but
one of the crowd, whose character,
religiously and socially, are above
reproach, told an authentic account of
his great uncle, who was one of Geor-
gia’ s pioneer citizens.
This old gentleman. lived to be 130
years old. He lived in a log cabin in
the northern ‘ end of which was cut a
square hole. The man turned the head
of his bed to that hole and slept that
way in the warmest and coldest weather.
His wife died when he was 90 years old,
and for many years he lived as a. wid-
ower. At the age of 115 he cut an en-
tirely new set of teeth, and at the age or
123 one morning saddled his own horse
and sprang into the saddle and rode 30
miles to address a widow and ask her to
be his wife. He evidently was1ejected,
years longer.
IN AN OSTRICH’S STOMACH
Autopsy on a. Dead Ostrich Discovers a
Junk Shop.
The post- mortem examination of one
of the flock of ostriches owned by Bar-
num 136 Bailey, which was on exhibition
at the Central Park menagerie, revealed
a surprising condition of its interior.
The small boy is supposed to carry
around' in his pockets a wonderful col-
lection of articles, but the stemach of
the huge bird contained an even more
varied assortment. The digestive capa-
bilities of an ostrich are even greater
than those of a Harlem goat, and it is
less particular as to what it swallows.
The ostrich, which was dissected by
a. taxidermist, G. Rowley, a few days
ago, had in its stomach the following
articles. One wooden Clothespin; two
pieces of glass, the bottoms of beer bot-
tles; a mouth harmonica, five inches
long and two inches wide; a metal
skate key; the ferrule of an umbrella,
with a piece of the stick in it about four -
inches long; an ordinary brass door
key, five inches long; a woman’s black
horn comb, a Woman’s silk handker-
chief, two pieces of coal, about an inch
thick, and three stones about an inch
thick, with _some cabbage, grass, lettuce,
celery, common diit and a. few minor
pieces of vegetables.
The ostrich did not die from the ef-
fects of the junk shop in its stomach,
but from tuberculosis. The bird will
be mounted in the museum, and per-
haps the collection may be framed near
by, not to point out the evil effects of
indiscriminate eating, but to show the
use to which an ostrich’s stomach may
be put.
A Queer Libel Costs $5,000.
Miss Ella Russell has just recovered~
£1,000 damages for libel from a London
musical journal. The libel consisted
in placing her name on a prOgramme
below that of two other singers after
she had asked to have it‘struck out. Sir
and that the appearance of her name
where it was put would injure her. is
her profeSsion. _
THE IDEAL HUSBAND.
Emerson on wendell 111111111111; Devo-
tion to His “1' “is.
“We are won’t” says Emerson. “to
think thatwe are. at- the, merdian of
civilization.
elowing and the morning star." Neither
men 1101' women have outgrown the low
conditions of society which obtained
when the doctrine of male superiority
was universally accepted And we have
not yet reached the time when We can
boast of the “ideal husband” ’or the
“ideal wife.” Now and then one ap-
pears, and is immediately recognized as
being of a high and lovely type, more,
divine than human.
In the minds of those who knew the
private life- of Wendell Phillips, he
stands as the ideal husband of his time.
The cOmplete unselfishness of his love
for his invalid wife—made it a joy to
him to lift her buidens to his shoulder,
and to subordinate his life to her when
occasions required it. Accepting the
work to .‘which'he .seemed preordaine‘d,
he entered the lists. against American
slavery, and put into the unequal com-
bat all the forces of his being. Intel-
lect, culture, eloquence, personal mag-
netism, remorseless mora‘l logic, influ
ence, money—_-all that he had and was
were given the service of the abolition
movement. But he always wrought
with his heart leaning toward his wife,
and her slightest need of hiin was al-
ways answered by his presence at her
bedside.
“Do not return to Boston, to night!”
entreated his friends in a neighboring
town, where he had lectured; “the last
train has left and you will be obliged to
take a carriage into the city- It is a
sleety November night, cold and raw,
andyou will have 12 miles of rough rid-
ing before you get home.”
“But at theend of them Ifind Annie
Phillips!" was the lover like reply, with
a sudden illumination of the face.
They told him he was dying, and the
end was very near.
“I am ready to go, ” was the reply,
“and have no preparation to make. But
I had hoped to stay with my wife to the
end. Who will care for her as I have
done?”.
“They bore me on a cot into the room
where Wendel l was dying,” said Mrs.
Phillips. “for a last interview. ”I re-
.member little .1 bout it for I was in ter-
rible' anguish. But I held myself in
strong control, and did not groan, nor
moan even, for that would have made it.
so much harder for poor Wendell to
die.” , ..
'MCDEPN WOMAN AND MARRIAGE-
Why She Cannot Toss Away the Prize She
11113 “I on After Ages of Effort. "
In ','her able paper in The North
American Review, under the above
heading, Elizabeth Bisland strikes a.
note that should vibrate in the heart of
every woman in the land. After show-
ing how the instinct of motherhood has
kept up the courage and endurance of
woman through endless generations to
fight for and finally win that foundation
stone of her power—monogamous mars
riage—Iihe paper continues.
“To this jewel. so hardly won, so long
toiled for, it would be natural to sup-
pose that woman would cling with all
the force of her nature; all the more as
education broadened her capacity for
reflection and deepened he'r conscious-
ness of self. On the contrary, the little
learning she has so far acquired seems,
as usual, a dangerous thing, and with
the development "of self-consciousness
the keen, unerring flair of her instinct
for the one thing needful has been
blunted and enfe'ebled. It is not‘neces-
sary to give undue weight to the blat-
ant and empty-headed crew who an-
nounce marriage ,to be a failure, and
that women are tired of, and will no
longer submit to, child hearing. There
are crowing hens in all barnyards, and
their loud antics never materially affect
the supply of eggs,'but there are other
voices more potent and more threaten-
ing than these.
“Wonderful, that while knowledge
comes, wisdo lingers. However the
modern woman may swagger about her
individuality, mayjtalk of her ‘spiritual
needs,’ and deplore the stupid tyranny
of man, who demands sacrifices from
her in return for his tenderness, pro-
tection, and support, the fact is not
changed, that however much she may
be man’s intellectual equal, or spiritual
superior, the exigencies of motherhood
put her at his mercy. She cannot be
entirely self-dependent except at the
cost of the welfare of the offspring.
The factory acts are a recognition of
the right of the child to its mother’s
health and vitality. If she employ for
her own ends her store" of life she robs
the child. To adequately supply the
new generation with health, brains, and
nerve force she must husband her re-
sources and yield herself to the gener-
csit'y and tenderness of the man and
trust to his care. That he has not al-
ways been generous and tender, that he
is not always so even now, does not
alter the general fact.
, Coins of 1,60) Years Ago.
At Niederrentgen,,near Diedenhofen,
which is the German for Thionville,
treasure of from fifteen to sixteen then-
sand Roman coins belonging to the
third and fourth centuries was recently '
discovered, according to the Lothringen
Zietung. The coins weigh nearly a
hundred pounds and have been given to
the Lorraine Historical Society.
Their Relationship.
-Mr. Wheeler—Wasn’t
Blumer who just bowed to you? 1
Miss Gearing—Yes; he’s a member of
my family now.
Mr. Wheeler—Why,
you were related to him.
Miss Gearing—Neither am I by blood,
I’m his sister by refusal. —Brooklyn'
Life.
I never knew
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Old, But True.
The Bay of Fundy has the highest
tide in the werld. It rises a foot every
five minutes, an sometimes attains a‘
height of seventy feet.
We are only at the cock— ‘.
Harbor avenue.
when a boy; striking a fence
that young
8111‘ sums STORY.
Nt the Proverblal Si 10 r’s Yarn
~ An Old Salt Sneaks in
Norwalk
The life of a sailor has man u s and.
downs. The hardships of theyma‘ii who
.sails the briny deep are not appreciated
by the land lubbers who kumv not what
it is to struggle with the elements to
keep above water, it takes brawn and
muscle and good constitutions to stand
it. While men, even the hardiest, when
they return from nautical life find the
exposure has left them with a legacy.
as a constant remindenof the past. And
often when a Jolly Jack Tar is relating
an experience, the back that has car-
ried him through it all is burdened with
a far heavier burden. Our representa-
t.ve had a pleasant chat the other day
with just ‘such a man. A sailor for thirty
.1, ears. Thomas _Coonei , by name, a
N orwalk citizen, residing at No. 73
He has also held the
position of dockmaster for ten years,
end to add to Ihe difficulties he has had
to cpntend with, he fell from altree
This ac-
cident left him with back trouble. and
the life on the water with its hardships
added their share until he found back-
ache was more or less a steady thing,
coming on from- time to time. _ Like
. most people he did not understand that
it came from the kidneys, but reading
thnt Dean.’ 11 KIdney Pills cured back-
ucuohe got a box at Hale’ a drug store
and was surprised to find how quickly
they acted. “Why ” says Mr. Oooney,
" 'they simply cured me, and you mav
be sure I have a good word for Doan’ s
Kidney Pills, they have done such good
work for me. I shall be glad to tell
anyone about it who wishes to know.”
It’s like a case of mistaken identity.
Mr. Cooney did -rea|1ze that it was
kidney ache and that his kidneys were
irjur ed, not his back. That exposure
hurl simply increased the kiduev com-
plications. 11’ s easy for Doan’ s Kidney
Pills to cure such cases.
For sale by all dealers, price 50 cents,
or mailed by Foster- Milburn 00.. Bull'-
alo, N. Y. ., sole agents for the United
States.
Itching Piles, night’s horrid plague,
is instantlv relieved and permanently
cured by Dean’ 11 Ointment. Your deal-
er ought to keep it.
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O‘WATERO 4’ -
SARATO GA
SARATOGAI
Genuine Saratoga Water in
block-tin ' lined barrels “direct
- 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.
DRINK
HIITHIIIIN ‘_
SPRING
"WATER
FOR THE
Stomach,
Bo wels,
Liver and
Kidneys.
FOR SALE BY
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minutes.
JOHN 'E. O’SULLIVAN
M‘nmo‘ I
Norwalk Chronicler