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To Naples $I8 ‘ From Naples $17 “ Genoa 18 ‘f Genoa 17 “ Messina 20 “ Messlna 16 “ Palermo 20 “ Palermo 19 ‘ TICKETS CAN BE OBTAINED AT THIS OFFICE. .| SLQQ Warranted Solid Gold. Beautiful Chased Holder. Slhfil l You may think it cannot possess merit or durability, the price is so low; but . the “Lincoln” is a $2.50 pen reduced to $1 00. It is durable, always ready to “go” but never drips, the ink flowing steadily and uniformly. :l‘hev are m use in this office. giving'the best of satisfaction, and they are in use in the be 5, Insurance i and business offices and among all classes of users of pens in Norwalk and Vic1uity Orders are received from all parts of the country. Samples to be seen and orders received at. the GAZETTE OFFICE. fl ,. n‘x’fl‘P-v A-TRUE WOMAN. The wenian who holds a man’s heart ll her hands Need not be pretty nor possessed of ricl lands. . ' She needn‘t wear clothes just teeming witl style; She needn’t possess the first worldly wile Her eyes may be bi'ovvn, her eyes may bl blue, To him she's a beauty away through and through— " . If she’s true. It‘s her soul that he cares for, her stead. fast devotion, Her love as unbounded, as fre.l as the ocean, The touch of her hands, the glance of he: eye, . The swift rush of color that comes who: he’s nigh: The thousand and one little things she can do That show him so plainly right through ant through . That she's true. What does it matter if others are fairer? She possesses a virtue that makes her fai rarer Than professional beauties, cold-hearted and vain. She- would give him her all and care not ta, gain, " Aught but a smile, a low “‘I love you,“ Which thrills her whole being away through— ' ' For she’s true. Days may be dark, days may be fair, In sickness, in health, in joy, in despair, She proves in each crisis that her love is real; It shines on serenely, come woe or weal. The world counts for nothing, what can it do If she belongs to him utterly all through and through _ And'is true? ~ *Phiiadelphla Times. FATE TAKES A HAND. “Come, Bess, pluck up courage, we are almost there.” ‘- “But we’ve been ‘almost there’ for the last five miles, and if it were not for offending your august dignity l’d declare that you don’t know the road yourself.” “Oh, I say, Bess, that’s too muchl iHaven't I been up to Rule’s forty times and don’t I know every pine ‘ needle and fern frond on the trail? Of course things look a bit queer in this half light, and it gets dark so confounded early in this redwood thicket; but I couldn’t miss the—“'hoa, Mollie!" 'This to the mare, which had stum- bled over a hidden log, and brought up all standing at one of’those ‘airy‘ fairy barb wire fences that seem to approach a traveller like a thief in the night. It was on "the trail to the Rule ranch, away up on the Russian river, where the old Duncan mill used to be, and Bess and 1 had started out blithely that afternoon, thinking nothing of the 'sixteen miles “’cross-tcountry-"e'we had to ride in order to reach the ranch. ’Twas not in the gladsome summer time, by any means, being well along toward October, and it wasn’t a very brilliant move on my part to propose such a trip, but the thought of having Bess all to‘ myself for a few hours’ romantic ride through the redwoods, made me fool- ish enough to venture it; and right here I want to ask any self-respecting young man if he wouldn’t have done the same? Bess had a jolly, kind little way of comradeship that made me uncertain whether I could ever get her to think seriously of___ something. that was fast reducing me to a “state of mind," as the old ladies expressively put it. To save my life I couldn't.bring her to the point of listening'to a few very personal remarks. Before we left San Francisco in the same camping party ((thanks to a deep laid plot of my Machiavelian mentality), I had been unable to get more than a tantalizing glimpse of the fair damsel, owing to her multitudinous engagements for lavender weddings, afternoon recep- tions, pink teas—verily, she was a lit- tle pink tease herself. - But to return-to our muttons, which speedily resolved itself into a pretty kettle of fish—a barb wire fence across the trail and two people Without the vestige of an idea between them as to where they were or in which direc- tion lay their destination. It looked like an all night camp then and there, for the sun had already set behind the tall redwoods—at least what beams could struggle through the gathering rain clouds. But it would never do to let Bess know of my deep, dark forebodings. so I put on a sickly grin and pretended that I had been looking for the last half hour for that identi- cal section of barb wire fencing. Of course the elements were in col- lusion against us. and before we had decided on the next move rain drops came pattering down upon us in most gladsonie fashion, as if heaven wanted to take a hand in this little game of hide and seek. “Don’t you remember the redwood that was burned through last year when we were up here on a picnic, Bess? Well. wasn’t that on Dick's land? Of course it was, and—” “Yes. but I‘lliave counted at least ten tall redwood skeletons since Awe turned off the main road. I’m firmly convinced that we're on the wrong side of the river—there. isn’t that a= boat on the other side?" .“’l\'uf said, Bess. See me do the Le- under act and cross the Hellespont; only we’re reversing things a trifle, f . I Hero?” “For heaven‘s sake. dont get senti- mental, or,I shall better it and be- come hysterical! It‘s getting as dark as Egypt, and there’s only one thing, ——that boat must be hypnotized over here.” ’ “So be it. Get your gravy rurrccn and light up, while I cross the Rubi- con of our destiny.” ' Saying this I rode gingerly-down the rocky bank and urged-Mollie into ...e water. It was ”a case- of swimming when midstream was reached. and once across there was some 'diiiicuity I‘I/ " in making a landing; but finally .thl boat was unmoored—a leaky affair which some thoughtful person hat provided with a tin lard pail for bailing purposes, .' ' . ‘ ‘“ The trip back safely accomplished Bess was handed in with all pomp an! ceremony, and we towed h'er nag along, getting a ‘most unexpected shower bath when the beastmade , plunge to scramble up the bank. What with the water from above and below, and a mooniess night close upon us, the situation wasn’t ex tremely mirthful. I tried to kindle fire, we having forlornly come to the conclusion that we must stay where we were for the rest of the night, a; the underbrush was too thick on that side to penetrate, and we had give: up all hope of coming upon human habitation. My efforts at striking matches were not a success, for they had been soaked, and both they and my patience gave out at the same time. But when Bess began to look seri: ous, and a little droop came to the corners of her lips, and an almost im- perceptible quiver to that pretty, round chin, I cursed myself mentally for a selfish brute, and tried to make light of our dilemma—seeing I could not accomplish it with the matches. “I’ve a bright idea,” I began. “Keep it, Fred,” she suggested, With a feeble attempt at gayetyfl “Use ii for a torch to illumine our way.” “Frivolous woman,” I responded, intensely relieved at seeing the threat- ened shadows flee, “you don’t deserve to hear my plan, so instead—keep your eyes open,” I ended in a mysterious whisper. Finding some dry sticks and grass, I took the last cartridge from my gun and struck OK the powder, get- ting a blaze in short order. Involun- tarily I also added a side show to my circus. “Oh, Fred, look at your moustache! And oh, see your eyebrows!” ex- claimed Bess. Truly a feminine re- mark, and so easily acted upon. “I think feeling is quite sufficient, thank you,” came as iciiy as circum- stances would permit from my denud- ed lips, as I tenderly caressed the place where my pet blond moustache had erstwhile been. 1 . It is a dangerous thing to speak to a man when he has been shorn of half a moustache, the end of an'eyebrow and most of his eyelashes at one fell swoop. But I had builded better than I knew and our camp fire was a great success. ' , I wrapped Bess in my big topcoat, not without some demurring on her part at what she called her highway robbery, and so it took some little time to accomplish the" feat, you may surmise. Then, breaking boughs for a cosy resting‘place far my la‘dye faire I went off in search of firewOod, not caring to venture beyond the flickering circle of light, which seemed L0 con- stitute our little world. I don’t mind mentioning in strict confidence that it required considera- ble self denial not to—well, make a fool of myself and spoil my chances by putting the momentous question then and there; but no one could ever call me a cad, and it would have been caddish-not to say undiplomatic, eh? ——to hazard all my future happiness when the girl was so nervous and frightened. She had kept up so brave- ly, too, plucky little woman, and tried her best to keep awake and help speed the lagging hours until dawn: but na- ture vetoed that, and soon she was fast asleep on .the bosom of Mother Earth. Just as I was beginning to be des— perately sleepy myself, I heard the sonnd of some animal and was wide awake in an instant. A high-pitched, shrill call, then a low growl, and all was still. It was a little shivery. The last of the powder was gone; not an- other cartridge. I glanced at Bess. Her eyes were open and their startled expression showedthat she had heard the sounds. I started toward her and tried to look careless and happy, but ’lwas a most dismal travesty on mirth. Bess said not a word, but, im- peded by my coat, floundered toward me and dropped in a heap in my arms. - I solemnly aver that just then I did not care if all the denizens of the for- est chose to consider this my recep- tion night. -I even had the traitorous hope that the mysterious beast would growl again, so that she would in- voluntarily cling closer. Still, it wasn’t at all an hilarious situation, nor yet, strictly speaking, a blissful one, with the. possibility of having a .fainting girl on my arm and a wildcator bear claiming my attention at the same time. There are moments when we wish‘to be alone. However, there was no recurrence of the nerve-destroying serenade. and we spent the next half hour chatting; . but a little incident had occurred while Boss was brooded under my wing that I had carried me into the seventh heav- I :u of delight. I could swear that I l l :card her murmur—well. if you think , I am going to tell you just what, you -arc very much mistaken; ladies‘ se- : crcis are inviolate, and besides, it was 'nnly a little word, and not of the slightest interest to outsiders, I as- 'sure you; but it made me feel secure of what her answer would be when fate gave me, a chance to ask. Now the gray dawn broke. and— what was that? Again the shrill call ,that. in the light of day. sounded very like the cry of a. guinea hen. and swift following it came a. watch dog's bark of welcome to some one who had come out with a rollicking whistle, strik< ing' up "Ev'ry niggah had a lady but me." A rattle of tin pans. a‘mooing of kine anticipating their morning mash. and then, we looked at each other and burst into a laugh that made the wel- kin ring and brought the whole fam- ily to the door. We had camped till night justd‘orty yards from Rule‘s cor- ral. . . ' ognition that ' her earliest childhood Queen Margaret , Forthe sinau Girl. in For the small girl there is a" fasci- nating collection of dainty _ gowns. Many of these are designed on the r‘-* same lines as" those intended for elder Q sisters and mothers. The gored. skirt, the blouse and the shirtwaist are all shown, and vary very little from those made on a larger scale. Many mothers, however, prefer to cling to the more youthful styles for their young daughters and the little gathered skirts are often seen.- A pretty model is of red cashmere, made with a simple round Waist and full- skirt. A little bolero of darker red velvet is worn, with collar, belt and cuffs to match. Allowance. for. Children. The question of allowances for the youth of the family seems to present itself in various aspects to mothers. One woman, whose ideas on the bring— ing up. of children.havenresultedSSucA cessfully does not approve of allow— ances. “My children," she says, “after they are fourteen or fifteen are always kept" supplied with: a-‘quarter; this in case of emergency. The rest of their wants are provided for as they have been during childhood.” other mothers have found the allowance idea an ex- cellent One. Fifty cents a week given to a young girl, out of which to pro- vide certain small necessities and be equal to emergencies brought about by her own carelessness and want of fore- thought, is a system which has proved its efficacy. If a girl needs carfare every day for school, a dollar a. week seems reasonable, and out of this she will frequently save money.” The weight of opinion- is, undoubtedly, in favor of allowances. The tendency- of the day is to belittle the habit of pro- miscuously giving small sums of money—nickels, dimes and quarters. A child with an allowance soon discovers that even pennies count, and if no other lesson is taught something has been gained. ' T The Mouse and the Banknote. A country vicar tells a curious story about a mouse and a bank-note. The note, which was left on a shelfin a store-room, always kept locked up, suddenly vanished. The servants were quite above suspicion. The fact that the note had been laid in' that particu- lar place and had disappeared, admit- ted of no doubt whatever. After some search it was noticed that there was a. mouse-hole in a corner of the floor. A carpenter was sent for, and a board taken up. A large quantity of minute bits of paper were drawn out, the ac- cumulatiop, probably, . of very many vears. Strange to say, inane-cornerof“ the heap, a nest ‘of young mice was dis- covered lying on the bank-note! It was uninjured, no portion had been nibbled away, and was thevonly piece of paper left entire in all the heap. It happened, then, that the mouse had carried the note. folded up as it was, through its hole, and then unfolded and spread it out as a lining to its nest. and had used it as a blanket, evidently conscious of its softness and flexibility. The wonderful part of the story is the leaving of this one piece of paper en- tire, apparently because it was of a different texture from the rest. The Learned Queen of Italy. While the Queen of Italy is known as a doughty hill-climber and a beautiful woman, it seems to escape general rec-- she is also the most learned Royal woman in Europe. From. has had a passion for books, and early set herself to master the different lan- guages in which the best of them are written. She studied English in order to make Shakespeare's acquaintance; and to this day he remazns her favorite author, followed closely by Ruskin and Darwin. Among German writers she loves Goethe best; among French, Ra.- rs: Breakfast—Wheatlet. ' Chicken with Rice. ‘ \ 'THE \ WEEKLv MENU. ' w . MONDAY. " . Ham and Eggs. Brown Bread Toast; Coffee. Luncheohé—Fried Mush. V'Maple syrup; Warm Gingerbread. Preserved Quinces. Cocoa. ~ ’ ' ‘ Dinner.—Cream of Potato Soup. Fri- :assee Chicken. Potato Balls. Stew-. Zed Carrots. Cottage Pudding, with i‘r‘uit Sauce. Coffee. .-.. . .— , TUESDAY. , Breakfast—Oatmeal, Sugar and Milk. Baked Beans. Mullins. Coffee. Luncheon—Chicken Croquettes. Lyonnaise Potatoes. Brown Bread; Tea. Oranges. f Dinner.—White Soup. . Roast Veal: Mashed Potatoes. Green Peas. Potato Salad. Wafers. Pickles. Prune Pude ding. Whipped Cream. Coffee. ; . WEDNESDAY. . Breakfast—Shredded Wheat, ;nd Sugar. Poached Eggs on Toast. Jyonnaise Potatoes. Coffee. . Luncheon—Scalloped Veal. Cab- bage Salad. Gingerbread. Cocoa. lrape Fruit. » Dinner.-'—'Veal Broth. Broiled Sir- oin Steak. Baked Potatoes. Summer. Babbage. Wafers. Cheese. Straw- )erries and Cream. Cake. Coffee. THURSDAY. w Breakfast—Oranges. Hominy, Sugar and Milk. Boiled Eggs. Bread. Cof- ee. Luncheon—Meat Balls. Potato lakes. Rhubarb. Plain Cake. Te‘a. Dinner.—Onion Soup. Broiled Mut< on ChOps. Potatoes. Asparagus. lettuce Salad. Crackers. Cheese. )ream Pie. Coffee. ‘ u ' FRIDAY. Breakfast—Oatmeal. ' lugar and Cream. Omelet. loffee. ' Luncheon-Fried Oysters. Tomato Ketchup. Brown Bread and Butter. Prunes. Cocoa. ' Dinner.—Clear Soup. Creamed Can— ied Salmon. Mashed Potatoes. Spin: lath. Watercress salad. Wafers. )heese. Brown Betty Pudding. Cof- 'ee. BananaS. Muffins. SATURDAY. Breakfast—Orange's. Hominy, Milk aid Sugar. Ham and Eggs. Toast. loses . . , Luncheon—Cold Sliced Tongue. French Fried Potatoes. Pickles. Gin- gerbread. Fruit. Chocolate. ' Dinner.—Vegetable Soup. Creamed Mashed Potatoes. Green Peas. Spinach. Lettuhe Salad. Wafers. ”Cheese. Strawberry Short- :ake. Coffee. ' flats of the Prince". , The Princess of Waleshas. aroma} this collection of hats andboiififi :onslsting' of all those she has worm hiring the thirty years she: has'pleda Landon fashion. Each hat or bonnet, :arefully putlaway, bears the. date of ihe season of its use; and a history of :he whims, vagaries, and changes of feminine fashion, which are never so :apricious as in matters of‘headgear, might well be written upon this inter- esting collection. 3 “pi" , The Pope Economical. The strictest economy is practised by Leo XIII. with regard to his own table. l‘his, however, is a small matter, for his tastes are simple.T'he Pontiff’s milk iupply is obtained from cows and goats ‘ kept in the Vatican gardens, and his wine is the product of a vineyard be planted. The latter has, in the past rear, yielded 50 abundantly that there is a surplusage for sale. Moreover, the Pope receives frequent presents of the bestFrencii wines. His expenditures in coffee, meat, pasta (of which, in soup, he is very fond), bread (one pen- Ky" per day), and vegetables that can- not be grown in his own garden has been reduced to about six shillings a. lay. The daily account is a very odd locument, and it is very carefully scru~ l-inized by the Pontiff. , 4mm; The Narc’luo in Great Favor. Next to the American Beauty or La France rose, and the pansy and violet, ;he very- popular‘flower of the season is the poetic Narcisse—called most of:- ";en the daffodil, On account of the great vogue of pale and deep yellow ;ints, it willretain its-popularity all summer, [first as a favorite genuine blossom, afterwards as an iinitatiOn, in tribute to the marvellous PaidSian flower-workers. The lack of vitality, as in many of the artificial roses, can- iot be discovered in thebeautiful copy with one has touched the flower, as the :opy has all the freak and fragile ap- gearance of the true blossom. Household Hints. ’ A good many things which we think we are just learning now have long neen known heretofore. The efleof'. for example, of diet upon the eyesight was recognized by medical men early, in this century, if not before. Experi- ‘ ments were tried upon, the lower anio mals which showed that an exclusive diet of starchy foods for two months ictuaily produced b1indness.’ A varied diet has the best e'ffecp. upon the eye« sight, as it has, indeed, upon the gen- eral health. . ‘ Robe Patterns. Robe patterns of lace of the most beautiful designs at point d’esprit, In- dia mull, French 'muslin elaborately embroidered, tucked, and frilled, are among'the most novel and beautiful importations. ofthe season. The skirts in many instances are ready to put pn, even to the addition of the narrow satin skirt-band. The waists are parts cine and Chateaubriand. She knows Spanish well, and Latin and Creek are familiar tongues. ”range of “ologies” of which she has a practical knowledge, and ’the Italian Queen’s title to theurepu-tation‘ of being ~ A thé‘ most learned of Queens is obvious. l .‘ , n' ' I (in a Add to this a wide ' ly shaped and wholly trimmed, and the sleeves are ready to put together and adjusty‘to the arms. J “I hate men that quote poetry.” ' “Why?" T I. ' V . “Théy'just go as and _on andncver " .- propose."'-— Chicago Record. . , 5’ Milk if ‘
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