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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA A‘AL‘AAAAAAAAA‘A vvvvv vvvvvvvvvvvvvv vvvvv it so 'Vvvvvvvvvvv'vvvvvvvvvvvvvv'vvvvv'1'VVYVVVVVIVV'VVVV'IIVV'V'V'V'VVVV'V AAAAALL‘AA‘AAJG WYOBK.NEW HAVEN dc HARTFORD RAILROAD. . —NEW YORK UIvrsrox . October 3, 1897. Trains leave South .Norwalk as follows: FOR NEW YORK —— Accommodation t1ainsat9.36a. 111., 1.,11 3.04, 4.,07 5.33, 641,811, 10.20 . 111. EX ress trains at 4.55, 5.45, 6.15, (local), 6.55, (local), 7.15, (local), 7.56, (local), 8.17, 903 (local) 9.58,10.35, 11.37, (local)a m. 12.47 2. 25, 5.05 5.55, 7. 35 p. m. For Washing ton via Harlem River 12 53 a. m. (daily) SUNDAYS—Accommodation 9.15 a. m. 5. 43, (local)," 1. 23, (local) 9. 28 p.111. Ex press 4.55, 5. 45 a. m. FOR NEW HAVEN AND THE EAST— Accommodation trains at 6. 32, 7. 42, 8 46 and 11. 42 a. m. 1. 37, 2. 42, (to B’p’t), 4.,20 5.,27 6.,27 7.28(toB-‘11‘,t) 8.41, 9.41 and 11.15 p. m. ExpreSs trains at 1.11, 1.,20 9.11,10.12,11.08 a. m 12.02, 3.,05 5.04 (Naugatuck Express) 1.10 p.111. SUNDAYS—AccommOdation 7. 42 9. 12 a. 111;} and7. 15p. 111. Express 1.11 and C. T. HEMPSTEAD, Gen. Pass. Agent. I 25C! 7 Ask Your Druggist ~a11011111111011111 GREGORY’S .OINT. —— 111111 1111111111 1111111101 111111111. snonr IIIIIIIEIIS, ‘ inuon: Isunn ' run 2111:, 111111111111, 11111111111, 11131111111. Electric cars to Hotel, every twenty minutes. JOHN E. O’SIJLLIVAN, (. Manager. DAVID w. RAYMOND 111111111111 1111111111 1111 1111111111 in Washington StreeISouth Norwalk‘. «lance .M/nkemo Hotel. ‘ [hilly Functions, - / The eagle is a glorious bird. A11 one 11 0. all admire: An’ we 0: 1n hear the poet sing His praise an’ never tire . But take it w on th’ frosts hev cum An all the trees are bare, An' bashful snowflakes fust are seen . 111 t'h November air: T» m ‘t eagles then we’ or thinkin’ ’bout, Nor biids that sweetly warble: W e \1 out that dear, ol’-fashioned fowl, - Th turkey 11 ith his gobble; 'Tis then w‘e 1e ieady to declare. ln plainest prose or rhyme, Th tux key is our favorite bird 1 DOUBLE VICTORY. Denton sat at his desk in one of the inner offices of the editorial rooms of the Morning Clarion, idly drumming with his pencil upon the loose papers that-lay Scattered in front of.him, his eyes indolently fixed on the big clock- dial in the tower opposite his window. He sat thus for nearly an hour, deep in thought, and totally oblivious to all about him. It had been his intention when he took his seat to polish up his four-column Thanksgiving article pre- paratory to its being set up on the morrow, but the manuscript still lay untouched upon his desk. In his thoughts he was again living over the delicious days of his August vacation at Cape May. It was during those days that he had met and.fallen in love with Laura Gilday, and the young lady, .much to ‘her mother’s anxiety, had been prompt to return his affection. Denton managed to return to the city on the same train with the ladies, and before their destination was reached he had communicated ways to Laura. which would enable them to still meet occasionally in spite 0f the an- ticipated objection of her father, who had more than once plainly asserted his ideas respecting his daughter’s matrimonial future. He had often de- clared that his daughter would wed none but a wealthy man, who could well afford her the luxurious surround- ings to which she had been accustom- ed, and that when the proper time came, why—“He considered himself as being perfectly capable of selecting his own son-in-law!" Boom! Boom! Boom! . The clock in the tower was striking the noon hour. Denton threw down his pencil and arose. “Miss Forsythe,” he said to the busy .stenographer near him, “if Thompson comes in, tell him I’ve gone to lunch, please.” It was half past twelve when Den- ton joined Laura at their usual tryst- ing place, the cafe where Denton par— took of his noon-day” luncheon, and where Laura could drop in for a light repast after the fatigues of shopping. Seating himself opposite her and hur- riedly giving his order to the attend- ant, he turned'to Laura and eagerly asked: “Well, did he receive my let- ter?” 1 “HERE in: Is LAURA." “Y-e-s,” answered Laura, slowly, “I believe he did.” 7 “Yes? And what did he say?” , , “Well,” said Laura reluctantly, “he said he had received a letter from that ——that—oh, George, I cannot tell you just—” “Never mind; go on; I can stand it!" “Well, I won’t repeat his exact words; but he said that he had re- ceived a letter from that ‘confounded newspaper scribbler' asking permission to Call on me, and then he'—oh—oh~—it was just dreadful the way he carried on! You ‘know I.cannot' tell you all he—” “You need not try," interrupted Den- ton, gloomily. “I understand. Well, I see he cannot be approached by the epistolary route at any rate. Does he still talk about our friend glinight, whom he has so. thoughtful! y" selec ed for your future husbahd?” ' “Continually! The idea of him w sh— iing me to marry a man I have new; ! - r 1 boy,” answered Laura, even seen! Why, it's—it’s—preposter- sous, that’s what it is!" .“Th'at is not the word for it, dearest, it is utterly idiotic! And it seems that your father also has never met young Knight, isn’t that so?" . “Not since Mr. Knight was a. little “but I believe pups and the elder Mr. Knight had talked of such a union even before that!” “Why the'old—I beg your pardon—— but really, Laura, it does seem°so im- becile 0f your father. Simply because the elder Knight wasyour father’s col- lege chum,’ and is now his New York broker and a wealthy and intimate friend, he cooly proposed a unity of the families without consulting you, who should be the most deeply concerned of all!” “I know, George,” sighed Laura, “but there is no convincing papa that he is ever wrong. In his eyes you are prac- tically penniless, and Mr. Knight, you know, is very rich. But if papa could only see you, I’m sure he would like you.” ‘ “Possibly, mother?” “You know she likes you, George—- oh, I almost forgot—papa received a letter from Mr. Knight’s father saying that George would—3’ . “George?” exclaimed Denton in sur- prise. “Why, yes, 'didn’ 1: you know his name was George, too?” , “How should I? You never men- tioned it,” answered Denton, morosely. “I’ll have mine changed at once!” “You foolish boy! But, as I was saying, Mr. Knight wrote, that his son would be here Thanksgiving day; that he was a member of the Apollo Foot Ball Club, and-” ' 7 I “What!" “My goodness, what is the matter?” “Never mind, go (in—go on——” ex- claimed Denton excitedly. “He is a membei 01 the Apollo Foot Ball Club —what next?” ‘Well, nothing much,” answered Laura, “Except that Mr. Knight said he hoped papa would meet his son, and ventured the belief that papa would be greatly surprised to find how much» George had changed in the last fifteen years. The idea! I should think he would be considerably changed. He was only ten years old, I think, when papa saw him last—George!” This last interjection was caused by her suddenly noticing that Denton was staring stupid-1y at an inofiensive water bottle and muttering unintelligibly to himself. “George! with you?” Denton ’1'oused up. “Matter?” he re- peated, excitedly, “Just this. The Apollo men are to play the Olympia Athletic Association eleven here Thanksgiving day, and—" “The Olympia!” interrupted Laura, “Why, that is the association you be- long to, isn’t it?” “Yes; but listen. Last night. I met Harry Langel, the manager of the O. A. A. club, and he told me he was in and what about your 9 what ever is the matter “om HE RECEIVE MY LETTER.” receipt of a. telegram from Furlong, the captain of the Apollo eleven, saying that Jennings and Seabury, two of their crack men had been disabled and that they would be obliged to appear with a patched-up tepm, and possibly ’would be forced to take in a local man. Well, if they do, Langel intends to speak for me, and if he—” , “‘But you don’ t play foot ball, ” sud-’ denly interrupted Laura, who had been listening with interest to this recital, “How could you—” . 7 “I know I don’t, but I can!” warmly ' interposed Denton. “I played full- back on the college team for two seasons and I guess I haven’t forgotten how, during the last two years." “But the training, and the signals?” persisted Laura. ? “I’m always in training, little girl, and as for their signals, it is only the matter of a few hours" study to master them.” “But George, doesn’ t it seem odd that you should be playing against your , friends? Some people might think that you—” “That I would be liable to ‘throw the game, eh?” laughed Denton. “Well, I am simply a member of the associaa My. tion, not of the foot ball c'lub. only desire to get into a game, aside from the glory that lies, in being on the winning side, is because I feel that:: the shaking up will do me good after my long inactivity, and as for ‘throw-i ing the game—well, we’ll see if my playing will warrant such a suspicion. By Jove! I’m just dying to get back on the gridiron for one more game, and: something tells me that the game Thursday will be a. memorable one.” “But you might not play,” exclaimed Laura, who was rapidly becoming swayed by Denton’s enthusiasm. “Oh, I’m certain I will, from what Langel tells me.’ “And, just think, you will be play- ing with George Knight!” “Well, there will be plenty of room land work for us both. You intend to g-be. present, I suppose, you know the ; game is to be the society event of the season." “Yes; all our set will be there. Papa bought a box some time ago, and now: play, he is more than anxious to go,, and says mamma and I must act-on}- [TO BE CONTINUEDM] ‘ I. ithat he understands Mr. Knight is to ‘ «. THEEVENINGGA/ TTL BITTEN BY A JEALOUS PET RAT Did Not Like Its Playmate to Gite Cake _to the Dog. . Three-years old Vidlet Ricketts, who lives with her palent at 1525 Sumner street, Philadelphia, was tak- en to. the Hahnemann Hospital. the other afternoon suffering'int'ense ago— ny from a severe-wound in her right hand, caused by the bite of a rat. The rodent which caused the child’s in- juries belongs to the next- door neigh- b'or of the Ricketts, and was captured in a trap several years ago and tamed. It is in the habit of running about the neighborhood, and for a. long time has been a frequent visitor at the Rick- etts house. The child and the rat became great friends. Yesterday afternoon the lit— tle girl was feeding it when a big dog . belonging to her father came into the room, and she tossed the canine a bit of cake. The rat became angry and jumped at the baby, catching the'litL tle one’s hand with its teeth The child’s cries brought her mother, who tried to set the dog on tne rat, but the dog refused to interfere, as the pair had been long friends. The rat then turned upon Mis. Rick- etts, who had a hard time to prevent it biting her. She finally threw a. piece of wood at the little animal, and he ran through a small hole in the kitchen by which he had been accus— tomed to go and come to the adjoin- ing house. The child was takep to the hospital, and the physicians found it necessary to take five stitches in the, wound—Philadelphia Record. A SENSITIVE CONSCIENCE. \Vhicli Needed to Be Linked with a Little Common Sense. Augustus J. C. Hare, in “The Story of My Life,” tells a story of an Ox; ford undergraduate Whose morbid conscience made him an oddity. One day a man said to him: “How do you do, R.?” and he answered: “Quite well, thank you.” The next day the man was astonished at receiving from R. the following note; “Dear Sir: I am sorry to tell you that I have been act- ing a. deceptive part. then I told you yesterday that I was quite well I had really a headache; this has been upon my conscience ever since.” The note amused the man, whose name was Burton, and he showed it to a friend, who, knowing R's weakness, said to him: “Oh, R., how could you 'act so wrongly as to call Mr. Burton ‘dear sir,’ thereby giving him the impres- sion that you liked him, when you know that you dislike him extreme- ly?” R. was sadly distressed, and a few days later Mr. Burton received the following: “Burton, I am sorry to trouble you again, but. I have been shown that, under the mask of friend- ship, I have been for the second time deceiving you; by calling you ‘dear sir’ I may have led yourt’o suppose I liked you, which I never did, and nev- er can do. I am, Burton, yours,” etc. LIVING WITHOUT A BRAIN. ATortolse Exisled Three Months Minus This Part of His Anatomy. The way the common tortoise will cling to life is one of the most remark- able things in nature. At Cambridge, England, one lived. for three months after the brain had been removed. The heart will continue to beat for fifty minutes after being cut out of the body. , There is a. case on record of a. tor- toise being kept in a. corner of an ice- housé for twelve months. During all that time he slept, without once mov- ' ing or eating. At the end of-it he was taken out, put in the warm sun, and in a few minutes was walking about quite hap- pily. What’s more, the fat around the muscles had not. decreased in the slightest. The tortoise’s blood is very much lower in temperature than that of almost any creature, except a snake )r fish.—Golden Days. DIDN’T WANT CASH. Wouldn’t Rent His Farm Because the Man \Vanted to Pay in Advance. “The Atlanta Constitution” relates 11. story which illustrates one phase of :he negro problem. A negro rented a. farm from a. man who had a. store, but for everything as needed during the year the renter paid cash. At the close of the season he had a. rme crop on hand and plenty of money ‘11 sight. ind‘he solicited another year’s lease from his landlord. ' “You canit rent from me no more," said the landlord. “I’m done with you :or good. ” “Didn’t I pay you for all I got?” asked the negro, “and ain’t I ready to pay you in advance f5r another year?” “That’s just where the trouble comes in,” replied the landlord. “You’re too Eond of payin’ cash. What I want in my business ,is a. nigger that farms on 1 credit!” Something Sacred. “Nothing is sacred to these profes- sional jokers.” “Oh,- yes. The old jokes.”——Phila— lelphia North American. A Vancouver Indian recently shot and slightly wounded a. .“sc01cher” thinking that he was the devil. The Iudge hated to convict the Indian, but he felt compelled to do so. Sound Sleep. 7 “Fellow can sleep like a top these 1 tool nights. .“Huh! I can sleep like the earth.” (£1311?!) "Only tuin ov e1 once in twenty-four 101115 ’.’—-Iudianapolis Journal. ’ Prussian blue paint is made from he seize. cf the burned .hoofs of ”:01"- 83. nodity aie’those of “119.3 ' the American 7 ,just given the deciSive order. The. rent was paid in full,‘ , apolis News. The best boots for this com- ‘ ~_p 1.‘a11111111111111111mmmm 111111111111 and $1. All Bruggists. TARRAFT 8; 00., Chemists, new York. 931IIIIIIlltIIllIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIlllllllllllillllllllfi‘ . o— o— 0- o- 8: .- 1 .— 5°C- 0-— .— .— Headache 11111111111111- 11111111111111 11 dcra ngement cf the- stomach, torpid liver", 01 con tipaticn can be», c2511 / cured by a pleasant draught Of -arra’snt Sci tzeiAperi— entt2ken before break— fast ....d on retiring at mght. 9'. é-O -. r. -. -. —. :3 5'. —. —‘ ---O -‘ --¢ -. -. 3 A MALAY FOREST. The Trees are Lashed. and Bound Togothu In One Huge Tangle. These forests are among the wonder- ful things of the. earth. They are lm-‘ mouse in extent, and the trees which form them grow so close together that they tread on one another’s toes. All are lashed and bound and relashed in— to one huge magnificent tangled net by the thick-est underwood and the most marvelous parasitic growths that na- ture has ever devised. No hum-an be? ing can force his way through this maze of trees and shrubs and thorns and plants and creepers, and even the great beasts which dwell in the jungle find their strength unequal to the task, and have to follow game paths, beaten out by the passage of innumerablg ani- mals through the thickest and deepest parts of the forest. The branches cross and recross, and are bound together by countless parasitic creepers, forming a green canopy overhead,through which the fierce sunlight only forces a par— tial passage, the struggling rays fleck~ ing the trees on which they fall with little splashes of light and color. The air “hangs heavy as remembered sin,” and the gloom of a great cathedral is on. every side. Everything is damp and moist, and oppressive. The soil, and the cool dead leaves under foot are dank with decay and sodden to the touch. Enormous fungous growths flourish luxuriantly, and over all, dur- ing the long hot hours of the dayhangs a silence as of the graveyard. Though these jungles teem with life, no livirg thing is to be seen, save the busy an s, a few brilliantly colored butterflies and insects, and an occasional nest of bees high up. in- the tree tops. A little stream tripples its way over the peb- bles of its bed, and makes a humming murmur in the distance; a faint breeze sweeping over the forest gently sways the upper branches of a few of the tall- est trees; but for the rest all is me;- ancholy, silent and motionless—Smi‘t and- Kom-pong. ORDERED HIS OWN EXECU TION. An Army Oflicer Who \Vas Shot Down by His Own Orders. “You hear of men being shzt by, other men in the same army,” said a veteran the other day, but the most remarkable case of the kind that I ever knew of happened during the siege "of Yorktown, where a. captain named Wood was killed by one of'his own men, and by his own orders at that. “Captain ‘1de was the officer of the day, and he had posted his last pi;ket at night. He had given strict orders to all of the pickets to" shoot the first man they saw approaching from the direction of the Confederate lines, without waiting to ask them for the countersign, for we were in close and dangerous quarters then, and it might endanger the whole army if a picket stopped to parley with would- be vis- itors. After giving these instructions to, the last picket Captain Wood left him and started, as be supposed, to re- turn to the camp. It was very dark, however, and he lost ‘h 5 way, and in- stead of going inside i e lines he Went outside. He soon discovered his mis— take and turned back. His road took him past the picket to whom he had In the darkness the quicksighted soldier saw a dark figure stealing along the road, raised his piece and fired. The bullet struck Captain Wood in the side, in- flicting a mortal wound. The mis- take was soon discovered, but Captain Wood remained conscious long enough to exonerate the picket ‘from' all blame and died in the consciousness that he had ordered his own execution.”-—Buf— falo Express. Four Renowned‘ Sisters. California has added many to the list of renowned woman, and among them are the Klumpke sisters. There are four of them—Dorothea, who is one of the chief workers of the Paris Obser- vatory; Anna, a portrait painter in Boston; Augusta, a physician in Paris, and Julia, one of the most brilliant pupils of Ysa'ye, the violinist. ——Indian- I Pained. Patient—Vet? Two dollars for tak- in’ and dem teeth? Dentist—Two dollars if you take gas. Patient—Young man, I t’ought yen vos a. dentist. I didn’t know you van a gas gombany. e—Puck. . quoque.” THE ORIGINAL 1 [111612 Stamped ll Boss ” , Always the Same COTTONWOOD TREES. At One Time Considered Valncless but ~ Now in Great Demand. It will be news to manypeople to read that the cottonwood, which only a. few years ,ago was looked upon as one 'of: the Worthless woods, and which fringed with luxurious courses of these Southern rivers for no earthly utility, as it seemedhhaye some into great demand. In rafts and barge loads they are arriving constant- iy at Cairo. They are drawn up by endless chains cut into butts as they reach the door of the mills, with the water still dripping from them. These butts go between the planing and shav- Lng knives and as they revolve the. ve~ _ neer peels off in sheets of various sizes. It is a quick ,and a cheap pro-’ zess. The cottonwood thus peeled finds 1 variety of uses, but above all it is the raw material for packing boxes. The trees grow rapidly, and where land is too low to be useful for anything else. The employment of cottonwood lum- ber is one of the new and admirable economies 'of the Lower Valley. & In early days Jewett Wilcox steam-' boated up the Missouri. He used to tell an excellent story about the use of cottonwood lumber for house build- ing at Omaha. Timber was scarce. I‘he pioneers would set up a sawmill mean the river and cut boards out of green cottonwood logs and build houses. They couldn’t wait for the lumber to seasim. Cottonwood boards when green will do more queer things than a crash suit in its first wash. Wil- cox used to say that when the sun be- gan to get in its work‘on those brand new Omaha houses of the early times you could see them walk away in all :lirections .—-New York Sun. WIT AND HUMOR. “I admire the machine very much ” she said, as the agent trotted out a new ’97 model for her inspection. “11 matches my riding costume splendid ly in ' “Yes,” responded the dealer, “our 'concern .rather prides itself upon the enameling of its machines.” ‘ “Well, I’ll take it, if you will guar- antee me one thing.” “What is that?” “That the color won’t fade.” _ After some thought he gave the guarantee, and she gave up $100. ‘The Parson—Why, Willie. don’t you know that good little boysnever fish on Sunday? Willie—Yes, sir; that’s just the rea- son I’m a-fishing. I stand more show of gettin’ a. bite when the good fel‘ lows are to Sunday‘school.—S't. Louis Globe—Democrat. Mr. Pneumony—I’ll have two pounds of that sage cheese, and I’ll have a pound of impunity, too. Grocer—M‘arm ? Mrs. Pneumony—Oue pound will be enough, I guess. Dr. Koddle says that sage cheese can be eaten with impun- ity.—Boston Transcript. “Heie, young fellow, I want you to keep your horse off my lawn.’ “ Say. you’ re 3. End hearted old bloke” “What do. you mean?” “Why, dat poor old horse is just a- practicin’ de Kneipp cure, dat’s what.‘ —Cleveland Plain Dealer Casey.—I called wan. av thim doods a liar and he says to me, says he, “to Now fwat might that mean? Walade—lt means “you are another." “Fwat! An I let um get away with- out hittin’ um. Ah, that is twat a man gits for havin’ no education."— Cincinnati Enquirer. “There is one queer thing noticeable at all picnics.” “What’s that?" " “The man who makes the most fuss about carrying the basket always eats mme than anyone c_ sc.’ . “What are you bellowing about Bill?" said a. mother at the stair—foot one evening, after her two boys had been put to bed. . “Please, mother,” said bellowing- Bill, “Jim wants half the bed” “Well,” says she, “let him have it, and you take the other half.“ “Yes, mother,” said Bill, “But he will have his half out of the middle, - and make me sleep oriboth sides of him.” growth the _. Mississippi' ‘ 7,9
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