. ”Inge THE-EVENING u A7. 143 TNT n" SHE KNEW HER RIGHTS. The Miss Scorned aSilent Partnership of. fer-ed by Her Uncle. , She tossed her head séornfully. “Perhaps they think,” she said, “that because I haven’t been emanci- pated very long that they can impose upon me, but they’ll find they’re .sadly mistaken. If there is one thing . I think I know it is my rights, and if there is one thing upon which I pride myself it is the fact that no man that was ever born can bamboozle me. The idea of.oifering to recognize my complete femancipation from the thralldom of—skirts and household af- fairs, and at the same time endeavor- ing to deprive me of one of my inal- ienable rights as a citizen and a wo- man.” As she paused for breath her dear- est friend, who was not quite so new, and consequently had to have things explained to herv occasionally, man— aged to ask her what the trouble was. “Only yesterday,” said the .dearest friend, “you told me that you had an opportunity to go into business, and that hereafter you would be a woman of affairs, and would leave the house- hold to others.” “That was what I thought then,” she exclaimed, “but I did not know to ,what depths of deception a man would descend in order to trap a wo- man. A rich old uncle of mine, who has always claimed to be interested in my Welfare, offered me a partnership in his business.” "A partnership!” cried the dearest friend. “Oh, how lovely! Of course, you took it!”- “.Of course I didn’t,” returned the new girl, hotly. “I fully intended to, but I trapped the designing old wretch in time. He had put up a job on me to make me the laughing stock of our club, and, in fact, of all women every- where.” “Impossible! How could he?” “Easily. If I had been half as un- sophisticated as most women are. It all came out when I asked him how the firm name would read. He said his plan was to make me a silent partner temporarily.” “You! A silent partner!” “I suppose he thought I would put up with such an insult as that just to get into his business,” continued the new girl; “but I never would have dared to look any of our club- women in the face again if I had con- sented to any such humiliating ar- rangement. ,Why, it looked for all the world like an attempt to bribe me to keep still. I told him to take his old partnership and throw it in the lake, as no self-respecting new woman .would consent for a minute to have anything to do with a business that she wasn’t} permitted to talk about.” —Ch1cago Poss. AMean' Man. _ Mr. Brown (reading the newspaper) -—“There is one thing I can’t under- stand.” 3'?“ Mrs. Brown—“What it that?” “All the brides are described as beautiful. :Where do all the plain married Women come from?” An Earache is about as , painful an ache as anything that SalVa—cea (TRADE-MARK) has to deal with. But it stops it immediately. Big pains—little pains-it stops all of them. Salva-cea is the quickest to relieve and cure Piles, Boils, calarrh. Chafings, Sore Throat, Ulcers, Golds, Rheumatism, Sore Muscles. Burns. Two sizes, 25 and so cents. At druggisis, or by mail. Ir . III! BRANDPETM Co., 274 CANAL S'r.I N. Y. \ v ) v ‘i ./~/u V\/~ N NNAI \s- . . - . ‘J/‘(WM HERE’S- YOUH GHIHGE. 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. BYINGTON, Real Estate and Insurance Room I. Gazette B’l’d. , PLYMOUTH ROCK lei-z. Stores and Families Supplied. Lowest Rates. Piano Lessons. WES. GEORGE W. BRADLEY. (daughter .- _ of the la-tan. 3. flash.) Hives officerl and satisfactory instructions on the Piano at. her home No. 193 Main "reet. ‘ A PERILOUS GAME. When, in 1843 I was a junior clerk in the house .of Richepin, in Paris, my finances allowed me to indulge in' no amusements but chess; and, as a con- stant habitue of the Cafe de la Re- gcnce, I had attained a certain degree of force. In order to conceal the poverty of my appointments, I main- tained the most rigid secrecy at the l-!_egence as to who or what I was. and was universally supposed to be living on my means. One evening while myself and other clerks were making up the monthly mail for Con- stantinople. the oflice door flew open and our chief. Richepin, stood before us, his face pale and troubled. “Gentlemen,” said he, France is no longer France! The whirlwind has smitten her! I may be announcing to you the ruin of the house of Richepin and Brothers! Napoleon Bonaparte has left Elba, has landed in France; the army join him. and his eagles are flying to Paris with lightning speed. Louis XVIII. will be off for Flanders in a few days. The folly of the Bour- bons again breaks the peace of Eu- rope, and France is about to plunge anew into a thirty years’ war! The Emperor must have money instantly— Louis is even now packing up the crown jewels, and all his private treas- ure of gold and diamonds to boot. The Emperor will tender me his note of hand! In our vaults lie five millions of “golden Napoleons, and doubtless, Talleyrand and Fouche will try to make their peace with Bonaparte, by advising that this sum should be seized as a forced loan.” “But,” asked a clerk, “ can we not hide the gold ‘3” “Where can we hide it that its place of concealment will not be known? I must give up this vast sum, or, perhaps, be tried‘by court- martial and .shot for petty treason. If my brother in London were only here to give his counsel.” “The Emperor cannot be here yet; why not send to your brother?” asked the clerk. “The barriers are closed, and guard ed" by the artillery with loaded guns. I applied myself for a passport and was refused. None may pass but one courier for each Ambassador. The messenger of the English Embassy this moment leaves with despatches for the Court of St. James. He is a German, named Schmidt. I have spoken with him and have ofiered him £500 to bear a letter to my brother and the man refuses. The moment he communicates his news in London, the British funds fall 10 per cent, as they will do here tomorrow morning, and in both cities we hold consols to an immense amount! I had not spoken, but eagerly watched and devoured every word, every look, of the several speakers. “If being in London three hours be- fore the courier may advantage the house,” cried I, “ here do I undertake the task. Give me some token of evi~ dence to hand your brother, sir, gold for my expenses on the road, and trust to me!” “What mean you? said Richepin. _ “I have my plan,” returned 1. “011, do but trust me. I am acquainted with this courier—with Schmidt.” Here I must explain the nature of the relations that existed between me and Schmidt. We were both fre- quenters of the Cafe de la Regence. Schmidt was the slowest chess-player I have ever seen. We had mostly singled out each other as antagonists because pretty evenly matched. Schmidt loved me, as I knew, because it was not every man who would play with him. He no more suspected me of being a banker’s clerk than of be- ing King of the Sandwich Islands. The English Embassy at this time. occupied a hotel adjoining the Cafe de la Regence, at the door of which latter temple of fame I planted myself in a careless-looking attitude. At the porte-cochcre of the British envoy’s ho- tel stood a light travelling-carriage. I was in the nick of time. Schmidt was ready; five horses were being capari- soned for the journey. I went up to the carriage and addressed my friend: “How’s this, Schmidt? No chess to- night? I’ve been looking for you in the Regencc!” / . “Chess! have you heard the news? I’m off this moment for London with despatches.” “I don’t envy you your journey!” said I. “What a bore, shut up in that machine all night; to be sure, you can read all the way, and—yes, you can study our new gambit!” “What a pity you can’t go with me!” responded Schmidt, in the pride-of five horses and a carriage. all to him- self; “we’d play chess all the way!” My heart leaped to my mouth. “Don’t invite me twice!” said I laugh- ing. “Come along, then, my dear fellow!” replied Schmidt; “make the jest earnest. I’ve a famous night-lamp, and am in no humour to sleep.” “Do you really mean what you say, Schmidt?” “Indeed, I do.” Are you mad?” have.” I darted into the cafe, snatched up the first-class board and men that came'to hand, and stood in a moment again by the side of my friend. Luckily, my adversary was the slow- est of all slow players. This gave me. time to ruminate over a scheme that was maturing in my brain. By this time we had reached that little vil- lage, I forget the name of the dog-hole, seven miles on the Paris side of Boulogne. I easily prevailed on Schmidt to alight at the little inn. which was also the post-house, for a quarter of an hour to snatch a hot dinner—so, chess-board in hand. “Then I’ll tell _you what." said I,‘ ' “I’m your man, and famous fun we’ll l l w Schmidt went into a dark, back room to study his coming move while din- ner was dishing. I rushed outside and‘demanded—what think you? A blacksmith! I was gazing on our car- riage when the man stood before me. No one was within hearing. “What a curious thiugis a carriage . like this, friend!” said I musingly. “Now, what would follow were that large screw there taken out? Answer me promptly.” ' “What would follow? Why, the coach would go on very well for a few hundred yards, and then would over? turn with a crash, and smash all to . shivers.” “Hum!” said I. “And what if only that tiny screw were drawn?” "The body of the vehicle would equally fall upon the hind axle, but without material consequences, caus~ ing, however, some considerable de- lay.” . . “Are you the blacksmith always in attendance here? I mean, if this car- riage overturned descending yonder hill, would it fall to your lot to right it?” “It would!” and the Frenchman’s eye sparkled with intelligence. “Here are ten napoleons. Give me out that little screw, I have a fancy for it.” And the screw was in my hand. “I hope no accident Will hap- pen,” I continued; “but, should the carriage overturn, have it brought back here to repair. And take a couple of hours to finish the job in, that you may be sure the work is done proper- ly, you know. And remember that a man who earns ten napoleons so lightly has two ears, but only one tongue.” I ppcketed the precious screw, and rushed in to dinner while the horses were putting to. We left the inn at full gallop. A very small quantity of a pace like ours proved a dose. The postillions pulled up. “TVe are overset!” I cried. “God forbid!” said Schmidt. “What’s to be done?” I had already sprung out. “There seems to be little the matter. Schmidt. Back the carriage to the inn, and all will be right in a twinkling.” My friend the blacksmith assured us he would repair all damage di- rectly; and, while he began to ham- mer away, we philosophers coolly re- sumed our chess in the inner-parlour. The position of the game was now highly critical both for Richepin and Napoleon, Schmidt. I felt in ' antagonist must occupy twenty heavenly minutes over his coming move. I left the room and darted to the stable. A groom was busy at his work. , “Have you a saddle-horse ready for the road? .I am sent on in advance. Tell the landlord my friend within settles all. Give me the bridle.” I mounted and galloped off like the wind for Boulogne. In a few minutes more I had alighted at the water- side. I selected a stout, trim-looking boat and leaped on board, leaving my horse to his meditations. “For Dover!” cried I to the master of the boat. “My pay is five guineas a man; I must have eight men on board in case it comes on to blow. Be smart, fellows, and away!” The men were as active as eels, a sailor severed the rope, heavy brown sails were flung to the wind, and we were sweeping across the waters. By half—past nine I had left Dover, and was tearing along the London road behind our fleet horses. My carriage pulled up before the gates of Richepin’s villa before five oclock in the morning. In five minutes more I found myself by the conjugal bed of Richepin. By the time he was fully wakened up, I handed in my credentials. I rapidly explained circumstances of the case, and minutely detailed the situa- tion of our Paris house. “Return to France,” said he, “to my brother with all speed. Spare no exertion to be at Paris some little time before Napolc'": enters. The Napoleon dynasty will not last long. The army will declare in his favour, but the nation, torn by the war, will not stand by him. The problem to be solved is this: To keep the gold out of his hands, and yet to remain friends with him. And thus would I have my brother proceed. We have undue bills to the amount of millions and millions: flying about Paris. Every holder of a note of hand will be glad to "allow 10 per cent. discount for gold. Any premium will be given for gold to hoard during the crisis. Seek out the holders of our paper, call it all in, and pay if off in gold. Call in all. Lock your paper in your desk, and the ship will ride out the storm. The bills will be useless to Napoleon; gold alone will meet his views. . I reached Dover and Calais without an accident, and reeled into our Paris counting—house, more dead than alive, soon after noon on the 8th day of March. I need not say how delighted was our French Richepin at the coun- sel I brought. All hands went imme- diately to work to carry out the scheme. All our gold was paid away; barely a single twem; 'ranc piece re- mained in our treasure vaults. We stood upon 0111" bills and waited the event. . Bonaparte had landed in France on March 1st; on the 21st of March the Emperor had a grand levee at the Palace of the Tuileries, to which our chief went, though with a trembling heart. Bonaparte looked at him from - head to foot, with anything but a pleasant expression of countenance, and turned on his heel with this sig- nificant phrase: “I see there are two Napoleons in Europe.” My friend, Schmidt, never can have forgotten the last game of chess we played'together. We have never seen each other since I left him studying how to parryrthe impending check- inate; should we ever meet, I shall be happy to finish the game. . and also for me and An Ohio Woman Lawyer. Miss Nellie G. Robinson, late of Cin- cinnati, Ohio, where she practiced law for three years, has applied for admission to the. New York bar, and has established herself in an office on Broadway. . , Her experience legally has beeri a wide one. She has practiced in open court, but unintentionally made di- vorce cases her specialty. “I was forced into it,” is her expla- nation, “at first because women came to me who couldn’t afford the expense of a suit. And afterwards most wo- men came to me.” Miss Robinson is of plump and pleasing personality, and possesses a childish dimpled face and an abund- ance of blonde hair that are argu- ments in themselves. ._—‘ A number of Norwalk people took part in a sociable held at, Lluthrie’s hall, Silver Mine, last night. The front of the John Hogan store on Main street is being painted an at- tractive shade of red. IfEevry Mother Knew, Ber 1i tlc Ones Would be Saved. BRIDGEPORT, Comm, May 3, ’95.-—Dr. Hand—Dear Sirz—“I have .used Dr. Hand’s Teething Lotion and found it all it is represented. I have had no trouble at all with baby during his teething: it has help. -l him so much, he teases to have it tsed on his gums. If every moi ner womd use it they would save the little ones a great deal of suffering. Yours respectfully, Mrs. Harry Browne, 614 State street.” Dr. Hand's Teething Lotion sold by all druggists, 250. If sound money prevails the Bridge- port Telegram of November 4th will be printed on gold paper. Baby’s Best Friend—Mothcr._'l\'eact Dr, .Hand’s Colic Cure. HARTFORD, CONN., Oct. 26, ’95—The Hand Medicine Co.—“By request of my wife the undersigned writes you ‘that baby’s best friend is her mother,’ and next best is Dr. Hand’s Colic Cure. Used same for past months. It is impossible to write our appreciation of your prepa~ ration and do most cheerfully request all mothers to use same for their little ones. Our baby is now teething. W. Lincoln Barnard.” Sold by all druggists, 25c. Of 2,883 persons who applied for ad- mission to the electors’ privilege in Bridgeport, 1,921 were admitted. Your Boy Wont Live a Month. So Mr. Gilman Brown, of 34 Mill- St., South Gardnrr, Mass., was told by the doctors. His son had Lung trouble, fol- lowing Typhoid Malaria, and he spent three hundred - and seventy-five dollars with doctors, who finally gave him up, saying: “Your boy wont live a month.” He tried Dr. King’s New Discovery. and a few bottlesrestored him to health and enabled him to go to work a perfectly well man. He says he owes his present good health to the use of Dr. King’s New Discovery, and knows it to be the best in the world for Lung trouble. Trial bottles free at E. P. WEED’S drug store, Norwalk, and MONROE’S, New Canaan. 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