I . 3 0—— V IN ,THE HARBOR. It was a misty morning. ’llhe smoke from my conipanlion’s pipe enveloped the bowl in curling wreaths of blue as We walked slowly past the limekiln. “The harbor lies before us,” he said, "while the lake stretches miles and miles away, and that sombre gray shaft, towering grim near the break- water, is the lighthouse. Yonde‘r is the trestle, where the bonniest lad of all went down, down into the murky depths of the stream as treacherous as the Indians who gave it its name. “Ay, hi! I am not ashamed of these tears—but you Shall hear the story. To the right you noticed the weather—beaten shanties and one more pretentious than the rest? Here lived the widow Anderson with her son John. around here were naturally dishonest. Petty thefts were constantly occur— ring, and it soon became evident that a night watchman must be stationed between the upper and lower bridges. John Anderson was the unanimous choice. He was then but twenty-one, the sole support of his mother, a young man of more than ordinary abil-- ity. ‘ 11 one of the houses lived a swarthy (4 ,;0w, a Canadian, with a numerous r :nily; he had no inclination to work : d no visible means of support. His Life had often appealed to Mrs. An» lerson and John for aid, sometimes at night, to steady the brute indoors, sometimes for food, while the man pretended to be seeking employment. Often an ailing child demanded more tender care than the parents were capable of administering, and, during the heated term, both watched night after night, caring for the baby strug- gling for life in the stifling atmos- phere. , ‘ “Finally John came to me, and we succeeded in obtaining employment for him at the coal yard across the river, where you see the trestle. The woman was grateful, but kindness seemed 'to kindle a spirit of evil in the man, and as he was far more wila ling to tell of his past exploits than to labor, his co-workers soon cordially disliked him. The morn-ng the news was received that John Anderson had been appointed night watchman, every man on the opposite shore cheered heartily save this Canadian. “The night before a quantity of lum~ (391' had disappeared, and the large ele- vator near the upper 'bridge had been entered, although the watchman had taken unusual precaution. There was intense excitement along the docks. The store, a mere rat-trap of loose boards, had been a heavy loser, and a large reward had been offered by the proprietor. “It was a good deal such a night as this is a morning,” continued my friend, “when John bade his mother good-night and laughingly told her not to worry—he wouldn’t forget the morning meal. But after he had gone, the poor woman came to our office in great agitation. I happened to be the only one in at the time, and she trem- ulously entreated me to have John re- called. ' “ ‘Just for this night, sir! Don’t call it superstition! He will never come back to me alive!’ “Sanford came in at that moment, and we did our best to allay her fears. “ ‘You do not know these people as I do,’ she said, excitedly. ‘And this Canadian! \Vhy, his wife has looked at me from her narrow black eyes, as though she would warn me, ever since she Iheard of John’s ap- pointment. _ g“ ‘ “Him take care! Him watch out!” she told me this morning. Can’t something be done?’ And worn out. with "nervousness, the poor woman sank into a chair. “Well. the story is soon told. In the morning, when I entered the office, they told me the boat had been dis- covered drifting out past the pier. and they feared for Mrs. Anderson's reason. After searching all that day and well into the next, the poor boy was found. a bruise on the temple; and the physicians at once declared he had been murdered. “From the first the grief stricken mother knew notihing. "I‘he Cana- dian!‘ were the only: words intelligible. She was taken to the asylum, and yesterday we heard of her death. " “A few weeks after the affair, I felt an uncontrollable desire to return to :he office. My Wife urged me to re- main at home, but I seemed compell- ed to obey the unseen mandate and go forth. ‘ “About midnight found me between the row of. houses and the mill. Sud- :lenlv I heard a door open and a woman's voice, crying hysterically,— “Pierre—look quick—she is coming this way! For you! Oh. mon Dieu!" And then followed tears and impreca- tions from within.. “Glancing around I saw in the win- dow of the deserted home what ap- peared to he a bright light, and a white object swaying in the light breeze, which had sprung up but a few minutes before. Some drapery, probably. “I found our man greatly aroused over the loss of a few bags of grain. carelessly left near the outer door of the yard. and noticed by the watch- man as he passed through the gate to the mill. “‘It's that Canadian!‘ he said. again and again. ‘I will catch him yet!” “Warning him to be careful. and to , exercise the utmost caution, I started for home, once more passing the lime- kiln. Near the walk a cart stood, and by the boxes and bundles I knew Pierre and his family were leaving town. .4 .1 r”. The majority of the people , _:on-y on the preparations \ “Of course there was no evidence iufiicient to convict him of the mur- ler. but everyone felt assured he was she thief John Anderson discovered :hat fatal night,» and in return was "43tu murdered. “A year after, the police were look- ng for this same man. He had been raced from Montreal to this port and? zero the clew was lost. But never shall I framed in the doorway, and the piti- :ul cry of ‘Pierre! Pierre! He is :oming for you!”’ A JAEINESE HERO. It is a beautiful story told by Laf- Ladio Hearn of an old man Whose great deeds belong to Japanese this. my. He was Ham-agnchi, and his farm-house stood on the verge of a mall plateau overlooking the bay. The alateau, mostly devoted to rice culture. was hemmed in on three sides by :hickly wooded summits; and from :he outer verge the land sloped down :0 the sea. Below were ninety thatch- yd dwellings and a. temple; these coun- iosed the village. One autumn evening Hama-guchi lohei was looking down from his bal- for some nerrymaking in the village below. All the villagers were out, and he would 1ave gone with the-m, :had he not been feeling less strong than usual.‘ Suddenly there came an earthquake rho-ck, not a very strong one; but Ham- tguchi, who had felt many before this, bought there was something odd in ts long, spongy motion. As the quak- ng ceased, he chanced to look toward the sea, and there he saw the strangest possible sight; it seemed to be run- ling a *hy fro-m the land. Apparently the whole village had no- dced it, for the lpeople stood still in wonderment; only Hamaguchi drew my conclusions from the phenomenon, and guessed‘what the sea. would do next. He called his little grandson, a :ad of ten, the only one of the family .eft with him. . “Tad'a! Quick! Light the a torch!” The child kindled a pine torch, and .‘lle old man hurried with it to the ields, where hundreds of rice stacks stood ready for transportation. One )y one he lighted them in haste, and :hey caught, like tinder, sending sky- ward masses of smoke that met and ningled in one cloudy whirl. ‘Tada. istonished and terrified, run after his grandfather, weeping and calling: ‘Why? why? why?” Hamaguchi did not answer; he :hought only of four or five hundred .ives in peril. He watched for the people, and in a moment only, they :ame swarming up from the village ike ants. And still the sea was fleeing toward the horizon. The first party of succor trrived, a score of agile young peas- rnts, who wanted to attack the fire at once; but Hamaguchi, stretching out ioth his arms, stopped them. “Let it burn, lads!” he commanded. ‘Let it be. I want the whole village Jere.” ' The whole village came, mothers and :hildren last of all. drawn by concern 1nd curiosity. “Grandfather is mad. if him," sobbed little Tada. ire to the rice on purpose. lo it.” “As for the rice,” said Hamaguchi, ‘the lad tells the truth. I set fire to it. ire all the people here?" “All are here,” was the answer; “but we cannot understand this thing." ' “See!“ cried the old man, at the top )-f his voice, pointing to the open. “Say f I be mad. It was the returning 'sea, towering .ike a cliff. and coursing swifter than :he kite. There was a shock, heavier :han thunder, as the colossal swell :motc the shore, with a foam-burst .ike a blaze of sheet-lightning. Then a waite horror of sea raved over the village'itself. It drew back, touring and tearing out the land as it went. Twice. thrice, five times it struck and ebhed. e-acn time with less- er surges, and then it returned to its ancient bed, and stayed there, al- :hough still raging. Of all the homes lbout the bay nothing remained but :wo straw roofs tossing madly in the )ffllllgg'w All lips. were dumb, until damaguch'i observed gently: “That is why I set fire to the rice." He was how poor as the poorest in all the village; but he had saved four aund-red lives. I am afraid “He set I saw him Why She Wept. An amusing incident occurred re-_ :entiy at the Lenox home of a Boston 'amily. They had urged some friends who were driving through the Berk- shires to stop with them to lunch. this they were finally persuaded to lo, a little girl three years old being If the party. Soon after they were I.“ seated at the table Mr. Ultradude, t guest in the house (a man of curl- ng locks parted in the middle), up; warm] andtoo’k his accustomed seat, which chanced to be just opposite the nigh chair occupied by Ethel. The :hild," after a glance or two at the newcomer, began to show symptoms )f weeping, and a moment or two af- Lerward burst into such a flood of :ears that she had to be taken from fine room. Ethel has so bright and mnny a disposition and so little of .he cry-baby about her that her mother felt justified in hastening af- er the nurse and child to know the nose of so unexpected an outbreak. When the little one could command ier voice she managed to confide to ier mother between her sobs, “1’s so trait] of that boy with a’girl’s bead!" .Harper‘s Round Table. forget that gaunt woman ; RATHER PECULI'AR. . You Have Noticed This Fact Many a Time and Probably Have Spoken“ About it. To publish in this paper an endorse— tion like that which follows without the endorse’s permission would be fraud and to publish it without his knowledge would be impossible. Both could he done repeatedly if this publi- cal ion Were printed in Kalamazoo, Mich, for the chances are a thousand to one that few people in Norwalk, Us, ever see a Kalamazoo paper. Now, look through the columns of this piper at the statements which appear in the advertisements about medical prepara- tions. Notice this peculiarity. Every one of them was originally obtained— if obtained at all—in some distant part of the Union. here. there and every- where, except your own corner of the state. Read this and mark the dif- ferent impression it makes: Mr. George N. Warren, oyster plant-- er and dealer, of No. 22 Chestnut street, South Norwalk, says: “I have been subjected to inclement weather, and it is quite possible that exposure while super-intending different branches of my business induced kidney troubles. At all events, when consignments are being shipped to Europe, and this is the busiest part of the season, I feel my back troubling me most. I knew I had kidney complaint fora long time, and chancing to see Dean’s Kidney Pills advertised as a kidney remedy and not a cure all, I had confidence enough in them to get a box at a drug store and try them. The first. box convinced me that they were just. what I needed, so I took another, and I did not require any more after that for my back he- came well. I prescribed them for my son, who has had a weak back from boyhood. They cured him.” You can obtain incontrovertible proof from Glendening. the druggist, [htb Dean’s Kidney Pills do just as represented. Call and see him. Doan’s Pills for sale by all deal- ers. Price 50 cents. Mailed by Foster- Milburn (lo, Buffalo, N. Y.,sole agents for the U. S. Remember the name Doan’s and take no substitute. A Rare Relic for the Professor. "" A certain professor in the Chicago University is an enthusiastic anti- quarian. 'He loves to communicate his tastes in this direction to others. and always encourages the members of his history class to collect curios of historic interest. During the spring quarter one of the seniors in the class stood in im- minent danger of “flanking.” Heroic measures were necessary in order to pass, but he was equal to the oc- casion. One day? after class, he approached the professor with a curious fabric made of woven'rings in his hand. “Professor,” he said. “I have here a valuable relic of the Indian wars. It is a piece of chain armor worn by General Dcarborn in the memorable siege of Fort Dearborn. It was used by the general to protect himself against the arrows of his Indian foes. My grandfather dug it up years ago on the site of the old fort. I wish you would accept it as a present and place it in the museum.” The professor was overcome with delight. and placed the curio in‘ the college museum, and saw that the donor got a good mark in his final ex- amination. Later the professor learned that the “chain armor” was in reality nothing more than that useful domestic uten- sil. an iron dishing—Chicago Chron- icle. How to Make a Savage Your Friend. Mr. Rougemont, the modern Robin- s‘on Crusoeywho has lived so long among the aborigines that he learned to understand them thoroughly, pleads against'the ignorant habit which white. men have of shooting at black men as soon as they see them. All that is necessary to do, if you wish to make a black man your friend is to clap the hands smartly on the back of one’s trousers, at the same time putting out one’s tongue. This is a. universal sign, in the, sign lan- guage which all the blacks understand that the stranger wishes to sit with them and to hob nob with them gener- ally. If to these signs the stranger will only add a few steps of a livelv jig, accompanying himself, if possible, ‘upon a whistle, the severest savage will be instantly placated and will abandon his hostile attitude. ‘ . The New Speaking Clocks. In Switzerland they have begun making phonographic clocks and watches, which, it appears, leave any- thing heretofore accomplished far in the shade. By merely pressing the button on the new timepiece it an- nounces the hour distinctly. Tue alarms call to the sleeper: “It’s 6 o’clock; get up.” There are some; wh:,h even add therwords: don’ go to sleep again." The form can: be changed to suit the buyer and make the warning more or less emphatic” This application of the phonographic: principle is due to a French watchma-5 ker settled at Geneva. He introduces into clocks and watches little slabs of vulcanized rubber, on which the de sired words are frayed. .. TIRED MEN Men wear out their lives quickly nowadays. Their brains and bodies are overworked, and then come sleeplessness. nervousness, dyspep- sia. and general debility. .Tfie sys- tem gives out. These troubles. if neglected. hasten the end. Strength and health will come back with the aid of. ultras? ,HOSTETTEB’S STOMACH BIITTERS MAKES NERVES OF IRON, . AND moUCES SOUND SLEEP. ‘ years ago! of the therapeutic value of grapes, and :discovers anew the grape-cure enthu- “Now. . , Tnnnvnniho GAZETTE To Futon n Scraggy Sock. i If there be a general absence of flesh on the body, careful dieting will dovall that is required. As many as five meals a day may be indulged in; but they must be taken at regular hours, allow- ing sufficient time for digestion in be- tween. Plenly of milk. milk—pudding, eggs, bread, cakes, sweet fruits, and all kinds 'of vegetables, meat well cooked, and fish should be pai‘taken of till signs of improvement are visible; then care must be~.taken that one. does not err in the other direction and become stout. When trying to ‘put on flesh, avoid everything acid, take plenty of warm baths, and sleep and rest as much as possible. But if it he only the neck and shoul- ders which are scraggy, and more flesh is 'not required or desirable on the rest of the body, a different method must be pursued. Cod—liver oil can be easily taken in a, little cold waterpwith a pinch of salt afterwards to remove the taste. The neck and shoulders must be bathed in warm water before retir— ing for the night, and olive or sweet. oil be well rubbed in. In the morn- ing, after bathing, rub gently‘and in a circular direction for about ten min- utes, followed by ten minutes’ exercise with dumb-bells. Singing lessons al- ways greatly imprdve the shape of the throat, and this has a great deal to do with breathing properly. Take a deep breath, and hold it as long as possible. Keep the neck always well and warmly covered. ‘ Bag for Opera Glasses, ' A pretty bag for opera glasses is made of cream colored ‘ satin, lined elaborately trimmed with lace. The bottom is made over a firm' round piece of card-board, measuring five inches in diameter, and is covered inside and outside and seamed together at the edge. The satin for the sides and top is eighteen inches long and six inches deep. The‘ dainty design is worked on tho lower part of the bag with silk and beads. Ten rings are sewn on the bag about an inch above the embroidery and pale pink satin ribbon is run through these both ways so that the ends will draw up the bag. Women Are Growing. Athletics have revolutionized wom- an's figure. They have increased the measurements of the ideal feminine several inches. The absence of corsets has had something to do with the matter also, but not to the extent of athletics. If the Venus of Milo were reduced to life-size she would measure: ’ Height. 5ft. 8%in. Weight, if a living woman, 12st. 21b. Neck, 131,éin. Bust, 38in. Waist, 31in. Here is a description of the size and weight of what might be called an ideal type of modern girl. She is a young woman of the leisured class who is de- _ voted to athletics, swimming and bicy- cling being the two branches Of sport in which she is most interested. Her measurements are: Height. 5ft. 7in. Weight, llst. 61b. Neck, 14in. Bust, 88in. ‘ Waist, 27in. Arm, 13in. See how these measurements com- pare with the Milo and differ from the fashionable wasp-waisted figure of five Then the average” woman prided herself en wearing a 12%in. col- lar and a 20in. corset, “laced to meet" over a bust of 36in., and with an arm of 12in. Grape Cure. Every autumn revives the discussion Blasts. It is satisfactory to know. at least, that the delicious fruit is cer- tainly one of the most wholesome, even while its properties as a cure-all may be doubted. In the matter of a fruit. diet, an authority asserts that one meal a day exclusively of good fruit is more effective than the same quantity taken with other food. Lavender Fashionable. In France the old—fashioned lavender has come back into favor. The plant itself used to be considered the emblem of affection, and it is certainly associ« ated in our minds with sweetness and freshness. Many of the best Parisian flowers are scented with it, as well as sachets, while any number of bottles, of the perfume are being sold. The use this past season by ladies of men’s weight foot gear has met with great favor. The women who hava long held the belief that their feet warn too tender for any but kid glove shoes have found that the stout soles .and uppers, made on generous lasts, were at. once the best protectiouand' the most comfortable wear. THE YEAR 1 8 9 8 . IGHT BY SUBSCRIBING FOR THE = KLY uznu EEKLY TRIBUNE. N. Y. BOTH P APERS Sent to any Ad dress; FOR r One, — Dollar! Address All Orders to “Gazette.”
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