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' PLAISTED’S drug Store. 43 Washing on So, So. Norwalk - 'EWYORKsz HAVEN a nan’rro .r RAILROAD" , ,—-NEW You DIVISION. DECEMBER 4, 1898. Trains leave South N orwalk as follows. FOR NEW YORK —- Accommodation trains at. 9.36, 11:40 a. m., 1.11, 3.04, 4.07, 5.33,6.41,8.11,10. 20 p. 111. Express trains at. 4.55, 5.45, 6.15, (local), 6.55, (local) 7.13, (local), 7.54, (local), 8.16, 9.03(loca1) 9.58, 10.35, 11.35. (local) 3.. m. 12.47 2.25, 5.10 5.55, 7.55 p. m. For Washing- ton via Harlem River 12.53 a. m (dail } SUNDAYS—Accommodation 9.05 a. m. 5.35, (local), 7.20, (loca1)10. 10 p. m. E: press 4.55, 5.45 a. m. . FOR NEW HAVEN AND THE EAST— Accommodation trains at; 6.28, 7.42, 8.46 and 11.42 a. m., 1.12, 2.42, (to Bp’t,l ‘ 4.18, 5.27, 6.27, 7.28 (to B’p‘t), 915 and 11.15 p. 111. Express trains at 1.11 1.20 9.11, 10.05, 11.08 a. m., 12.02, 3.05 5.04 (Naugatuek Express) 7.05, 9:05 o. m - SUNDAYS—Accommodation 7.42, 9.12 a. m. and 7.15 p. m. Express 1 11 and ' 1.20 a. m. C. T. HEMPSTEAD. 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Daily, By mail .............. $5 a year Daily and Sunday. by mail. . $8 a year The Sunday SUN nday Newspaper .n the world Price 56 a ccay. By mail $2 a year,‘ ' Address THE SUN New York 'their room 'tidy, stone or v anger of , \ ‘il -. l)“ K I v; THE GREAT INDIAN CHIEF = SC . ,4 r . \ \ -.. . ' . ‘ - 9,“ By Hattie E. Briggs. < Ave. v-_._,- __.... - . 4 flair It? 7113' '71P ”7A? 4&7]? 41's“? 5.7m WV V N ALL .the village of High Banks I there were no~young peopleiwho had such goOd times as. Vira ~.'Stephenson and the Wallings. for while Vira was an only child, and had no companions of her age in her‘own home, Dr. Walling lived so near by that the children of both ‘houses were almost constantly to- gather. “Brothers are not always such acom- fort, Vie,” Jessie often said, in a burst of confidence. “Harry is good to me, and all that, but he teases me so that I sometimes just hate him. They think themselves so superior, too, if they hap- pen to be a. little older than their sis— ~ters.” Certain women in the neighborhood disapproved of the fact that Vira and Jessie spent so much time in the society of Harry Walling, saying it made girls rough to play with‘boys, but when the fathers of the girls were appealed to, they said: “Let the youngsters alone. They’ll realize the responsibilities of life soon enough; 'let them have a good time while they can.” : ' While the girls could join Harry in most of his sports, they still had their play-house and dolls, and spent many happy hours every day over their play housekeeping. “Jessie,” asked Vira. one day, while sitting under the old snow-apple tree in the Stephensons‘ back yard, with their family of dolls about them, “if you were. not just yourself, who would you like to be?” “Well, I don’t know,” answered her , companion, thoughtfully, “sometimes 4, I think I would like to be a great singer, ' so I could charm the whole world, but I guess I had about as soon be one of ' the Thomas children as anybody I ' know.” “Why, Jessie Walling!” cried Vira, . shocked at- the frankness of her reply. 3 “There are ten in that family, and they ' are dreadfully poor.” 5 “I know it,” Complacently responded . Jessie, “but what fun they have. They take their tame chicken right into the house, and they never have to keep and nobody ever speaks to them about their table man- ners or—” “Hello, girls!” cried a voice from out ' the apple blossoms, “want to go and live with the Thomas family, do you?” . and Harry Walling descended from the . oldtrée. “It isn’t very nice to be listening, Harry Walling,” cried Vira, between whom and the boy there was usually a , oodanatured warfare. “I was there first, reading, when you came, .Miss Propriety,” responded Har- ry.‘ “Yes, it was an Indian story,” in answer to a question from his sister, “and how I, wish I might have seen some of- those old warriors—Pontiac, or Newaygo, or—” ‘ ' “lYell, I didn’t like them," stoutly af- firmed Vira. “They were wicked and cruel and killed white folks and stole children. If the biggest chief that ever lived should walk into this yard this minute I would order him out as quick- ly as I could speak." “And I would help you,” assented Jessie as the two strolled away arm in arm while Harry seated himself to fin—_i ish his story. That afternoon while the girls were on the porch, Vira. heard a determined knock at the kitchen door. was in'the house. She went into the hall and out through the dining-room, Jessie following close behind. She No one else , threw open the door, and there stood : an object which fairly froze the blood in her veins. Towgring far above her, dressed in all the trappings which be- , tokened a prince am'ong red men, stood an Indian chief, looking darkly at the girls. “Why—why, good afternoon," gasped Vira. “Do,” was the laconic response, and the Indian stalked into the kitchen, seeming to completely fill it by his towering height and broad shoulders. “Ma home? Pa home?” he inquired, in a gutturnl tone. “No, Mr. Indian,” spoke up Jessie, bravely, “Uncle Harry is downtown, and if you want to'see him you'better go right down there.” “Lil’ white squaw ’fraid?" he laughed, scornfully. “Me much big chief. Me Newaygo. Me kill tree, four white men. Ugh!” laughed l'oudly, and then glared at the girls so fiercely that they hung onto each other in speechless terror. “You Injun?" he suddenly looking sharply at Vii-a, and reaching to feel her long black braids. “Big scalp. Long hair. Face dark like In- Jnn." . ' “No. I’m not an Indian,’ returned the girl, feeling that her life depended on her politeness to the chief. “I’m Mr. Harry Stephenson’s daughter.” “No. You Injun. Me make you In- jun. My squaw learn you make bead work and baskets and cook for Injun, ugh!” and again the Indian’s awful laugh resounded through the kitchen. “Me want‘eat," he grunted, after a. moment’s silence, pointing toward the eookstove. \ “What, do you want to eat ?” polite- 1y inquired Vira, as ‘Jennie made a. dart toward the woodbox, where kind- ling was ready to build a fire at supper time. “Coffee. answered. “But I don"t know how to make good coffee,” said Vira, with asob. " “Old squaw learn lil’ Injun," he re- sponded, with a chuckle. The unwelcome visitor was dressed in buckskin trousers, a gay flannel shirt and wore numerous chains and symbols wound about his neck. His feet were encased in gayly beaded moccasins, and he carried! large blan~ -... Corn. Poached corn,” he I .——.-.—--— b" ' young girls, too.” , tion, 60 miles distant from High Banks, but his“ father told him he could not And the Indian ' l asked, "I DON'T KNOW HOW TO SMOKE." ' ‘. o - . 4 it There W11] be many disa.pp01ntmcn.s. ; the animal grows older. ket, which be carefully deposited on the floor at his side. Long feathers adorned his hair, which fell below his, neck, and his face'was painted a hide— ous red, which helped to add to his fiendish appearance. At his belt were a knife, a tomahawk and a. whisky flask, and added to this outfit was a gun, which he laid down by the side of his blanket. , The Indian sat, in solemn silence a few moments, watching the girls pre- pare the corn and coffee. ‘ After eating heartily and drinking three cups of coffee, the redman pro- duced a black, long-stemmed pipe, which he proceeded to fill with great deliberation with a green-looking mix- ture. : - “Me smoke pipe of peace,"lhe said. “You smoke, then me take lil’ Injun and go. Send squaw after Injun boy,” and he handed the pipe to Jessie, who began to cry and say between her sobs: “I can’t smoke.” “Pa-1e face plenty ’fraid ?" he queried. “Oh, don’t take Vira and Harry, Mr. Indian,” pleaded the girl. The man paid no attention to Jessie, but holding the pipe toward Vira, said: “Lil Injun smoke?” “I don’t know how to smoke,” she cried. “Oh, dear! why don’t papa or Harry or somebody come?” and she, too, began to cry. / The Indian sprang from his chair, seized his gun, and after giving a. blood- curdling war-whoop, walked to the kitchen door and fired the gun straight into the air. Then turning to Vira, he said: “Um ’tend um brave; um smoke pipe 1 now?” holding the pipe toward her again. ‘ “Yes, sir,” meekly responded Vita. between her solos. - “And I’ll try to, too, Mr. Indian,” cried Jessie, “if you .won’t take Vira.” ~ . —..., Just as the girl was about to take the pipe into her trembling hand, a well« known voice- called from the dining room: ' “Well, sir, haven’t you carried your fun. about far enough?”’ , As Mr. Stephenson walked into th room, both girls sprang into his arms, while the Indian actually grew pale under his coat of vermillion paint. Vira and Jessie could hardly believe that. the brave chief, who had been ordering them about in such a. superior manner, was only Harry, dressed in an Indian suit, which an old chief had presented to his grandfather, many years be-l fore. The pretended redskin looked exceedingly cheap at being discovered, and stammered that he expected every minute the girls would know who he was. - “Besides.” he continued, “Vira bragged that she would be so brave if she saw an Indian, I thought I would see what kind of stuff shewas made of.” ‘l'“A joke played at the expense of a copule of girls, my boy,” said Mr. Stephenson, “never contains any of the elements of fun, and I am heartily ashamed that you should do such a thing. A man, and a boy as well, should always defend helpless women and Jessie and Vira both suffered from the fright they received that afternoon, and as a warning against any more practical jokes, Mr. Walling inflicted a severe punishment upon Harry. For months the boy had been looking for- ward to a visit to the Indian reserva— tuke that trip during the spring vaca- tion, because of the unwarranted fright he gave his sister and playmate the Sat- urday afternoon they kept house.—De-' troit Free Press. TITLES THEY ALL WANTED. Disraell‘s Little Brown Box of Letteru Gave lllm Lots of ' Trouble. I chanced to meet Mr. Disraeli one- afternoon in Whitehall, opposite the home oiiice, apnd after shaking hands he invited me to come and have a chat with him in his private room at 10 Downing street. Iii his room red oili- cial boxes by the dozen were piled up on dumb-waiters and on the top was perched a small box of fawn—colored leather, to which he pointed. It is well known that as prime minister Mr. Dis— raeli, before he became Lord Beacons— field, was extremely chary of the hon- O‘rs' that he conferred and that his keen powers of satire were never more hap- pily exercised in private than at the expense of aspirants for titles by whom he' was pitifully beset. “That little brown box," he‘? said, “given me more trouble than all its red neighbors. It contains letters from marquises who want to be dukes; from earls Who want: to be marquises; from viscounts who want to be earls; from barons who want to‘ be viscounts or curls, and from swarms of people, most of whom I have never heard of, who want to be made baronets or knights. Behind most of them stand their wives or their wives‘ sisters, who, in their )wn' language, ‘will take no denial.’ -London Telegraph. r7 . . ‘NMA-WAMWA ......... AA g EARTH'FOR COOLING. Prof. F. E. King- Give‘s Some Facts About the Refrigerating Quill--f Itles othhe Soil. Prof. King, in Bulletin No. 70 of the Wisconsin experiment station, shows lpw the cheesemakers of Wisconsin make use of the cold part of the soil in cheesemaking. .The object is to prepare a. cooling room where the cheese can be kept at a fairly low and even tempera— ture without the great expense of ice or artificial cooling. The plan is, in brief, to force air through the’ground at a depth of 12 or 15 feet, so that it will be thoroughly cooled in passing through the pipes. Brieflydescribed, the two pictures show h vs .I- e SUB-EARTH DUCT FOR CHEESE FAC- TORY. how this plan is operated. The long tube showu at Fig. 1 carries at its top a wide opening (F) and a. wide vane (G). The wind vane acts with the wind so as to hold the opening (F) constantly: against it. A shows the inlet to the cooling room; B is the :end of the ’duct or air pipes, and is a bricked-up hole below the curing room. C .shows the cross section, showing how a. number of pipes are used to carry the air. E is the bricked-up entrance under the fun- nel; F is the funnel with a. mouth 36 inches wide; J is the cooling room, and H I the ventilator for letting out the air. In this case the air is'carried about 100 feet. under ground, but in some cases it is not convenient to carry the air so far. In such places, the device . ,. rm COOLING shown at Fig. 2 is used. A deep well is dug close to the cheese factory. In the case illustrated, this well is;64 feet deep. The piple through which the air enters is ten inches in diameter, and reaches just about to the top of the factory. It comes down into the well as is shown in the picture, the well being thorough- l y covered so that the air cannot escape through the top. The air is forced down near the cold water, and up again through the pipe B into the cooling- , room. Prof. Hing, in his bulletin, gives an account of a number of such devices, and gives some very interesting conclu- sions as a result of his investigation. This system of sub-earth ducts seems to be a. popular one in Wisconsin, and where properly handled, it seemsgto be a valuable and economical way of re- ducing I the temperature. In some cases, the temperature of the cooling- room is reduced from eight to twelve degrees by the use of this duet. Salted Down “Live Veal.” A Jefierson county farmer hired a very inexperienced boy of the reforma- tory to help around the place. One morning he told the lad to go and salt the calf in the pasture. The boy took about a quart of salt, rubbingi-t all over the calf, working it into the hair. A gang of colts in the pasture scented the salt and got after the calf. They licked the hair all off the calf’s back, and tried to lick the hide off, too. The farmer tried to catch the calf and wash it off, but the creature, thinking he wanted to lick, too, kept out of the way. The boy, calf and farmer are all unhappy. The colts are the only ones that getuny fun out of it.—Denver Field and Farm. ~Tenclxlng Calves to Lead. ,It is often a great inconvenience when it is found that a grown cow cannot be led, but must be driven. The accom- plishment is one that should always be acquired in calfhood. and once learned, it will never be forgotten. If there is any pulling back while the calf is being taught 'its‘ first lesson,‘some one behind to urge it forward will be needed, and may be a turn of the rope around the animal’s nose. so as to make a halter of it, will be advisable to prevent the calf breaking away from the leader. A hole bored through the nose and a ring inserted will make the teaching of the calf to be led still easier. The ring in the nose isoften a great convenience at ‘ rx One of the Charms“ which makes Ivorine so uni-2 versally popular with house-' keepers is' this Toilets Soap, ; which keeps ,the hands white, soft, and smooth. . WASHING Pounsn' supplies soap for every depart- ment of the house. Both soap and washing powder are the best that the skill and experience of 2 half a century can produce.a The J. B. Williams Co., Glastonbury, Ct., - Makers of w’rliiams’ Famous Shaving Soaps. ;‘ You will find this splendid cake of 2 White Glycainz Toilet Soap in every : package of Ivorine Washing Powder. 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