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Despite Reports There Are Still a F" Good Men Left in the Country. “The conversation around the stove in a “small New York hotel had gen- eralized into a discussion on the ex— istence of confidence among men in their fellow men, and the side issue of a desire to help a‘ fellow out ofthe hole, confidence or no confidence. “All reports to the contrary not» withstanding,” said a stock raiser from a Southern state, “there are still a few good men left.” “I was out with a lot of fine stock. horses and cattle, doing the various country fairs, and as I had a fine string I was doing right well in the matter of picking up the premiums in sight. I got into Lebanon about time for banks to be closing, and as soon as I could I put out for the nearest one I could get to. And this time when I struck it I had. when I got my stock- off the cars and housed, the large sum of 15 cents. It was neces- sary, therefore, that I have money, not only to meet current expenses, but to have it quick so I could pay my en- trance money and get my stock on ex- hibition, and that had to be done at once, as the fair opened next morn- ing. I had plenty of money in my bank at home, so when I walked into the Lebanon bank I stelt quite confi- dent, and without any preliminaries I stepped to a desk, wrote a check on my bank for $250, and handed it over to the cashier, who was also presi- dent, and most everything else, as I learned later. He looked at the check a minute, then he looked straight at me. “How,” he said, “do I know whether you’ve got any money in that bank or not?” I got red in the face, and might have got mad, but I knew that wouldn’t help matters any, and, be- sides, the manner of the man was such that I couldn’t have felt any ill- will to save me. He could see that I was worried. “Wait a minute,” said my banker, as he picked up my dishonored check and turned away, at the same time reaching under the counter to one side of him and bringing out some bills. “Here’s $50. If you have any luck, 'pay me; if you don’t, pay me when you do.” “I took the money, for I knew I could pay him, and I wrote him a check for the amount. “ ‘No,’ he said, shoving it back to me, ‘if I thought your check was any good I would have cashed the other one. That’s all right,’ and he waved me out of the place. “The fifty ~was all I wanted, and I hurried away and paid my entry fee and had everything in shape for the next day’s exhibit. It was a big day, for it was a big fair in a. rich country, and I got over $500 in premi- ums and sales, all in checks, and all on the bank of the man who had staked me for fifty. I walked in with my cheeks, feeling a little brisker than I did the day before, and laying them down on the counter, I asked that they be deposited to my credit, giv- ing my name. My friend was on deck, as he, had been previously, but he did not recognize me till I spoke. Then he caught on. “ ‘Well, I’ll be d—d,’ he exclaimed. “Why didn’t you tell me you owned them cattle, and you could have had. the whole bank?’ “Then he invited me" to take a seat, as they do in country banks, and he told me he just thought the day be fore that I was -»a young fellow who had been playing in hard luck, and needed a stake, and he was willing to ‘go fifty on me just to be doing it, and knowing that it would come back to him some way, and if it didn’t he had enough, anyhow.” A WORD TO MODERN YOUTH. Flippancy Treated in aWay that He Can Understand. “Ichabod, my boy, methought _ I heard you speak of your sire this morning as the old man. You are eighteen years of age, are you not? Just so! That is the age when cal~ low youth has his first attack of big- head. You imagine at this moment that you know it all. I observed by the cut of your trousers and the angle of your hat, and the flavor of your breath, and the style of your tooth- pick shoes, and the swagger of your walk, that you are badly gone on your- self. That is an error of your youth which your uncle can overlook, but it pains him sorely to hear you speak in terms of disrespect to one you should never mention save by the sa- cred name of “father.” He may not be up to your style in the modern art of making a fool of himself, but ten to one he forgets more in a week than you Will ever know. He may not en- joy smoking gutter-snipes, chopped fine and inclosed in delicate tissue pa- per, but he has borne a good many hard knocks for your sake, and is en- titled to all the reverence your shal- low brain can muster. . By and bye, after you are through knowing it all and begin to learn some- thing, you will be ashamed to look in the glass, and wonder where the fool- killer kept himself when you were ripe for sacrifice. And, then, when the “old man” grows tired of the journey and stops to rest, and you told his hands across his bosom and take a last look at his face that has grown beautiful in death, you will feel a sting of regret that you ever spoke of him in so grossly disrespectful a manner, and when you hear other young sprouts of imbecility using the language that so delighted you in the germial period of manhood, you will feel like chasing them with a sled- stake and crush their skulls to see if there is any brain tissue on the in- side.” A MOTHER ‘DIES OF JOY. I‘lm Sight of Her Cripple Boy, After Year! 01’s}. paration, Proves Fatal: When Fritz Nuttman parted from his mother in Cassel, Germany, no one would have guessed that he would survive lien-,for the boy had been a weakling from birth, whereas his mother bore h‘er sixty odd years with all the vigor for which a coun-' try—bred frau is remarkable . Fritz was a cripple. That misfortune, coupled with'frequent attacks of ill- ness, had made him shy and sensi- tive. One could see it—one can see it still—in his meagre face and in his plaintive blue eyes. He had one passion; it was for music. And he be- lieved he had genius. to him that in his own country, among the people who had been familiar for so many years with his miSShapen form, he was handicapped in the race for fame. . So the young musician made up his mind to sail for America, where he might hope to pass unnoticed until he was ready to compel the world’s no- tice, and where he might recover in a measure from the self-consciousness that tormented him 't home. He sailed, but not alone. , is sister Kat- rina, who had nursed him in sickness, and shared his dreams in health, would not be left behind. “You can- not do without -me, Fritz,” she said. And Fritz was glad enough to have her with him. Letters from their mother kept them informed that she was in good health, that their little sister Ma« thilda had grown into a big, strong girl, and that the, day when all four would be reunited was a constant theme of joy in the old home; At last it was arranged. Mrs. Neumann and Mathilda should pack up all their belongings and come to New York, where Fritz would take care of them so long as there were people in the Annexed District who wanted to learn to play the piano. At the pier Fritz and Katrina met their aunt, their mother’s sister, who had left .Cassel in her girlhood forty: tour years before. They were stand- Ing together in a group as the big steamer was swung into her berth, and they all recognized Mathilda and her mother as the latter leaned over me railing of the promenade deck. Tears were in all their eyes as the mother came toward them, with her glad cry of “Fritz! Fritz! How I have longed for this day!” They clustered around her, plying her with ques- tions, and led her to the waiting room. She sank into the nearest seat. “Fritz! Fritz!” she murmured again, and then her lips fell apart in a changeless smile. There was some- thing besidejoy in her upturned eyes. Fritz ran- for restoratives, and somebody else ran for the ship’s doc- tor. But joy had done its work, and the mother was dead. Her heart had been too weak to bear the agitation of nesting her loved ones. a a His Treacherous Memory. It happened in Lewistou on the night of the McGillicuddy banquet. The man himself told me about it, as follows: My memory isn’t very good, and I had several things on my mind. When I went out Tuesday night I in- tended to come home early, but I dropped into the spread at the Hotel Atwood, and it was past 2 a. m. when I struck my doorstep. You ought to have seen me sneak up to my front door and fumble for my key. I reckon that no one ever did a slicker job than I did. I haven’t been but so late for months, but I got into the hallway without making any noise, and I sat. down on the stairs and removed my shoes. I learned that when I was courting my wife. slicker jobs in getting out of her house and into mine without waking either of the families than Spike Hennessy ever did in his palmiest days of bur- glary. I went up stairs to the cham- ber door and pushed on it. It creaked some, but it gave way, and I was in. I‘ expected to hear some one say: ‘Will, is that you?” but no one did, although I fancied I heard the soft breathing of my wife. I didn’t light the gas. Not I. I slipped off my clothes; decided not to wind my watch for fear of it’s click; found my robe de nuit, slipped into It, and edged around to my side of the bed. Then I calmly and steadily an deftly slipped in. ' I was alone! She was gone! And then I remembered that she had been away two days, and I had known it all the time, if I had only stopped to think. “Sober?” Certainly I was. I hadn’t drank anything but spring water and “70r- cestershire sauce. Fruit as Medicine. Why for ages have people eaten apple sauce with their roast goose and suckling pig? Simply because the acids and peptones in the fruit assist in digesting the fats so abundant in this kind of food. Fer the same rea- son, at the end of a heavy dinner, we eat'our cooked fruits, and when we want their digestive action even more developed, we take them after din- ner in their‘natural uncooked state as desert. In the past ages instinct has taught men to do this; to-day science tells them why they did it, and this same science tells us that fruit should be eaten as an aid to di- gestion of other foods much more than it is now. Cultivated fruits, such as apples, pears, cherries, strawberries, grapes, etc., contain on analysis very similar-proportions of the same ingre- dients, which are about 1 per cent. of malic and other acids and 1 per cent. with of flesh-forming albuminoids, ‘ over 80 per cent. of water. But it seemed - Why, I have done‘ TWIVJ. IP , When a young couple runs away to get married half the world says: “How Romantic!” the other half says: “ How silly I ” But you can’t tell either way until the “ honey-moon ” is over. When this young couple get settled down to the regular hum-drum of life, they’ll manage all right and find solid happiness in any case, if they have good hearts and sound health. All de nds on that. It’s wonderfu how much health has to do with married hap iness. Sickness sf. fects the temper. on can’t be happy nor make others happy if you’re ailing. When on find yourself irritable, easi y worri , begimtigif to “run-down” it’s because your bl is getting r. You need richer blood and more 0 it. Your blood-making organs need to be vitalized by Dr. Pierce’s Golden Medical Discow cry. It imparts new power to produce an abundance of the healthy, red corpus cles, and 'ves you a fresh supply of are, rich lood. It’s a blood-creator,- it is for everyone whose blood is impure or in a poor, “ run-down ” condition. It prevents the germs of disease from get- ting ahold on your system. Even after disease is settled on you, it isrdriven out by the blood-creating properties of the “Discovery.” It is a perfect cure for general and nervous debility, catarrh, malaria, eczema, erysipelas, scrofula and every form of blood-disease. It is’nt called a consumption-cure but even con- sumption,—wh1ch has its roots in the blood—is driven out by the “Golden Medical Discovery” if taken in time. The “ Discovery” is the prescription of one of the most eminent physicrana and medical writers in this country. rnnrrtnn rnrrnnnn nnnr, 26 WALL ST.. NORWALK. CORPORATED SEPT. I. 1876. CAPITAL, - - - - -. - $100.00C Gronon M. HOLMES, President. ~ E. L. Bovnn. Vice-President. WILLIAM A. Gnarls. Cashier: DIRECTORS : GEORGE III. HOLMES, H. E. DANN, P. L. CUNNINGHAM. J. T. Pnowrr'r E: L. Borax, s. H. HOLMES, J. Cousins. J n. Illsnnunt Day, Saturdav. DAVID . W. RAYMOND Funeral Director and Emnalrnnr 39 Washington Street'Souih Norwalk Residence. Mahackemo Hotel. The. nn‘znrnn _ JtB - PRINTING .- Department. A WORD TO THE wrsrr. ' M erohant-s, M an utacr n r . ers, Lodges and 80019110!- will consult their own Inter- est-s by giving us a. Call. REMEMBER— -If you havr work to do, write to us. Bur . Iilitlutntinn Is Pnt . w I" h if: tint Instruments. Just one mis- take and we are hurt. That is the Reason Why SCHLEICHER & SON ‘I “.2 AW ARE WHAT THEY Ann.‘ HONEST WORK AT AN HONESTPBICE' Let us build you a piano to match yon. Iurniture. Come and see our factory. PianostSéId an Easy Terms and Old Ones Taken in IExchanze. Factory: Pacific SI. Stamford. LAFAYETTE’S WAFi PAY. , Receipt- Found for the $200,000 1-‘-.-"ra.rden Him by Congress for His Servzces. An . interesting old document was found in the Treasury Department at Washington. It was the original war- rant, dated 1825, directing the Treas- urer of the United States to pay Gen- eral LaFayette the sum of $200,009 “in consideration of his services. and sacrifices” in the Revolutionary” War. The document is old faded and badly torn, but briefed and docketed in regu- lar form. 'On the back it bears the in- dorscment: “Received payment Jarr- uary 11, 1825,” and the fine, feminine. like signature “LaFayette.” The docu« ment is drawn as follows: “To Thomas Tudor Tucker, Treas- urer of the United States, greeting: Pay to General LaFayette, or order, $200,000, being the amount allowed him in consideration of his services and sacrifices in the War of the Revo- lution, pursuant to an act of Congress concerning him, approved 28th of De- cember, 1824, agreeable to a certificate of the Comptroller of the Treasury, dated January 8, 1825, recorded by the Register, copy whereof is filed in my office. For so doing this shall be your warrant. Given under my hand and the seal of the Treasury, this eighth day of January, in the year of our Lord one thousand eight hundred and twenty-five, and of Independence the forty-ninth.” _ 8., 3131-553 . .; 'd THE JESTERS’ CHORUS. She-Did you know that Maud has a dark room on purpose for proposals? He—Well, rather. negative there myself last night.— Comic Home Journal. > _ . ’ - Student—Last year I had six new suits made for me. . Friend—I didn’t suppose that there were so many tailors in town—Flie- gende Blatter. “It always depresses me greatly to meet a bicycle scorcher.” ‘ “Why so?” ,. g “I hate to see a man’s legs work so much better than his brain.”——Chi- cage Record. Edith—You Harry lately. Margaret—I am. He asked me for a kiss. Why didn’t the simpleton take one and then apologize like a gentle- ma'n?——Detr0it Free Press. . seem very chilly [0 Stern Patient—You must understand sir, that I want my daughter to have as good a home after marriageas she had before, sir. going to sell out, are_you?-Buffalo News. “They say that domestic grapes are so cheap that it doesn’t pay to gather them.” “I’m sorry to hear it." “Are you a. dealer?” “No, I’m a surgeon.”-—Cleveland Plain-Dealer. Wilbey—You smoke a heap of ciga— rettes, don’t you? Maybey—Yes, I smoke a lot of them. Wilbey—How many boxes do you smoke a day? . Maybey—Exc'use me, I don’t smoke the boxes.——Roxbury Gazette. “Oh, yes,” said the pretty Chicago- ese with a puzzled smile. “She’s a nice girl, but I never know how to talk to those New England people.” “Why?” “Oh, they seem to take marriage so seriously.”—Detroit News. Mother—If you marry Howard, it must be on the elopement plan. I can- not be bothered with a wedding. Daughter—How perfectly lovely! There won’t be any wedding presents to make life a burden. We will elope tomorrow.—Detroit Free Press. Weary Walker—Say, wot makes you breathe so kihd-o’ jerky? Born Tired—Ain’t you on to that? Weary “Talker—Navy, I ain’t. Wot is it? ‘ Born Tired—It’s ’cause I’m so hu~ mane, that’s what it is. I don’t want to: work both my lungs at once.— Cleveland Plain-Dealer. Mr. Grimsby (who is as gammory as he is near sighted)—Dear, dear, what a sweet little baby. it.looks like its charming mamma. It’s your little sister, I suppose, my dear? Little Jane—No, it ain’t! It belongs togour colored laundress.—Clevclan0 Plain-Dealer. “I notice your wife didn’t go to the lakes this summer.” ' "No, I couldn’t afford it.” "That is‘what I told my wife, but you may remember that she went just the same.” “I didn't tell my wife. I got a ho- tel typewriter to address a letter to me in a nice feminine hand, and then dropped it out of my. pocket at home. -_Cincinnati Enquirer. SAYS NOTHING, BUT SAWS WOOD. “9—2- “John, what do you think of the elec- . tion?” ‘ ' “Colla-cuifee, two cent; ahirtee. ten' Gent.” I developed a‘ Jack Bluffington—Well, you’re not’ How much ,
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