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NORWALK GAZETTE, WEDNEsbAY, JULY 24, 1889.
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TRUE LOVE BETTER THAN GOLD.
—-——-1
We started one morn, my love and I,
On a journey brave and bold;
‘Twas to find the end of the rainbow,
And the buried bag of gold.
But the clouds rolled by from the summer‘s Sky.
And the radiant bow drew dim.
And we lost the way‘where the treasure lay,
Near the sunset‘s golden rim.
The twilight fell like acurtain
Pinned with the evening star,
And we saw in the shining heavens
The new moon‘s golden car;
And we said, as our hands clasped fondly,
“What though we found no gold?
Our love is a. richer treasure
Than the rainbow‘s sack can hold."
And years, with their joys and sorrows.
Have passed since we lost the way
To the beautiful buried treasure
At the end of the ruinbow‘s ray;
But love has been true and tender,
And life has been rich and sweet,
And we still clasp hands with the olden joy
That made our day complete.
~-Atlanta Constitution.
THE SECRET OUT.
.lorlctte will be on board the 7:30 mail train.
[Fellow him to Liverpool. Will meet you there.
Look sharp. CATBCART.
This was the wording of the telegram I re-
ceived one wet, ugly night last December. I
was sitting in my little snuggery back of my
office, before a blazing grate, with my feetin
slippers and my body in a warm dressing
room. 1 had a mug of hot punch and a cold
mince pie on the table before me, along with
an uncut novel and a genuine Havana, with
which I intended to regale myself presently.
And although I had a very strong anxiety to
secure Jorlette, it must be confessed that I
was altogether too comfortably situated to
relish going out into the cold that dismally
dirty night.
This telegram was from my chief, who, I
might as well say, was a. detective, and I had
followed that thankless and precarious busi-
ness for several years. People considered me
very successful in working up difficult cases,
but I was never quite satisfied with myself.
I wonder if any man ever is?
This same J orlette had given us a great
deal of trouble. We had never had so keenly
cunning a spirit to cope with. Strategy was
matched with strategy, diplomacy with diplo-
macy; and scores of times, when we were sure
of him, he had slipped from under our fingers
like a flea and left us wondering how he man-
aged it.
Perhaps it would be well to explain that
Pierre J orlette was a murderer, upon whose
head was set a price of £2,000 by the crown.
A Frenchman and nobleman by birth, a gen—
tleman by education, he had when very
young married a beautiful English girl, with
whom he passed two years of unailoyed hap-
piness. At the end of that time some fearful
shadow came between them—none knew of
‘what nature—and the inhuman husband
stabbed his wife to the heart! Iler confiden-
tial maid witnessed the deed and .nt-tmnpted
to save thewlife of her mistress, but J orlette
£911 ilpon her with savage ferocity and left
the two corpses lying together side by side.
These are the facts as briefly as I can state
them to you. Of course there were many
minor circumstances not worth recording, as
they have little bearing upon the short story
I am writing.
it seemed from this telegram that J orlette '
was to be on the 7:30 train. I wondered how
Cathcnrt had got his information, but he had
armies of spies constantly working for him,
and probably some of them had made the
discovery.
1 had only to follow instructions.
For the hundredth time I took J orlette’s
photograph from my pocketbook and exam-
ined the features of the murderer. It was a
singularly handsome face that I mar—clearly
out, with large hazel eyes shaded by long,
dark lashes, a mouth delicate and sensitive
as a woman's, a high, rather narrow fore-
head, half hidden in clustering curls of an-
burn hair, a form rather spare, yet well knit,
and a hand symmetrical and rounded as a
woman's.
The picture would have answered splendidly
for that of a sentimental, sonnet making
poet—but for a murderer it was a dead fail-
ure. Nevertheless, somewhere in the past,
before crime had scathed him, J orlette had
sat for it. .
I changed my slippers for boots and (got
myself inside my fur overcoat, stuffe a.
vali se with brown paper and blacking brushes,
that I might appear a respectable traveler,
and, looking at my watch. found I had just
time to reach the station.
The. train stopped ten minutes for refresh-
ments, and, taking the guard, who was an
old friend of mine, sufficiently into my confi'
dance, I was given an opportunity of looking
through the carriages previous to the start-
ing of the train.
It was a full train, but, singularly enough,
there was not a red headed man on board of
it. Jorlette was red headed, and, aside from
that circumstance, he had a face which I flat—
tered myself I could not readily mistake.
As I stood irresolute, and feeling very much
as if I had been fooled, there came toward
me from the dining room an individual, tall
and spare, with a slouched hat, a. white cra-
vat, a huge piece of game pie in his hand——
and this person had red hair! And dark
eyesl
i watched him closely. There was a cer-
tain dogged, skulking look about him; he
would not meet my eyes, and he walked off
to the extreme end of the platform by him-
self, and remained there munching his pie
until the last bell rang; and than he hurried
on board with the air of one who felt that a
great deal depended on his getting a seat.
1 was convinced that he was my man,
though he was not altogether like the photo-
graph. Still, faces and photographs differ a
great deal, since to the picture there is little
expression and no expression—and do not
the characteristics of a facedepend more on
color and expression than a mere outline of
feature?
He entered carriage No. 171, and at a hint
the guard put me in the same van. There
were three persons already there beside my
pic eating friend and myself. An elderly
gentleman, who was reading The Times
wrong side up, and nodding blandly over its
fascinating columns; a pair of rural lovers,
lounging on each others’ shoulders and dis-
cussing peppermint drops together; and
presently we were roenforced byan old lady
in a very prime bonnet with brown ribbons,
and bearing luggage in the shape of a bird
cage, a basket with acat in it, an umbrella
and a very large carpet sack.
Jorlette had produced another section of
pie, and was demolishing it vigorously.
Seemingly he enjoyed it. Well, I suppose
even a. murderer may enjoy eating pie.
Just as the train beganto move the door
opened and a. young lady came hwitatingly
forward. You know what helplem creatures
women are on their feet ins. bouncing, sway-
ing railway car, and this young beauty was
no exception. She tattered, and would have
fallen, but I put out my aru'umd caught her,
at the same time offering her the unoccupied
seat at my side.
She blushed rosily, thank me in the sweet-
est voice I had ever heard and sank down on
the cushions, covering my knees with billows
of rufiling and fringing, making me feel—
well, not mtny removes from the gates of
Paradise.
A lovelier face I had never seen. Thoaldn
was clear and fair; the mouthsweet, sensitive
and a little sad; the eyes dark and melting,
and the beauoffliféll daglk, brown_ ‘ firing which
hung over sh era the pre‘ ‘ style,
was soft as flow silk, and rippled like the
bosom of a meadow brook when it flows over
a bed of pebbles.
But so lost was I in contemplating the
charms of this fair creature that I suddenly
remembered I was not “looking sharp,” as
Cathcart had ordered me, and I turned to
regard my unsuspecting Jorlette.
If a criminal he was a very self possessed
one. He had finished his pic and was pick-
ing his teeth with a quill and furtively re-
garding his boots, which, by a peculiar tight-
ness and stiffness of look, I judged were new
ones.
was sure he muttered something like an oath
as he rubbed his long white fingers over the .
locality of his great too.
There was nothing to be done withhim 1
until we reached Liverpool, unless he at-
tempted to leave the train, so I might as ,
well cultivate the acquaintance of my pretty
little seat mate.
She was somewhat shy, but after a while
I managed to overcome her reserve, and we
chatted pleasantly like old friends. '
She had not been much from home, and
was a little timid about traveling alone. She
started nervously every time the car gave a
lurch, and I deemed it my duty to put my
arm around the back of the seat to calm her
fears.
She had such a horror of railway accidents,
she said, after her Aunt J zine had predicted,
before she left, that something (lresulful was 5
going to happen her; and then she lifted her
large, melting eyes to my face, and I drew
the arm down from the seat and let it rest
on her shoulder. Men are the natural pro-
tectors of women, you know.
lVe talked on various subjects. My sweet
companion was very well informed, and her
language was simple and well chosen. Be-
fore I was hardly aware of it- I had told her
that I was a detective and that I was making
this journey cxpresslyto help capture Jor-
lotto—that notorious J orlette. .
She shuddered and drew a little nearer to me.
“Dear me!” said she, nervously, “it must
be dangerous business This J orlette, I have
heard, is a desperate character. Pray, oh,
do pray be careful.
And she dropped her voice so near to a
whisper, and threw so much expression into
her beautiful eyes that I could not resist ten-
derly pressing the white hand so near my
own, whispered, I am afraid, something that
Would look absurd on paper.
That was a very delightful trip to me, and
I think it must have been not altogether un-
pleasant to the young lady, for her cheeks
were red and her eyes bright as we approach—
ed the terminus. She was going to her sister,
who lived two or three miles inland from
Liverpool, so she had to leave me before my
journey was ended. ‘
The train only halted for a moment, but I
managed to press a warm kiss on her lips,
and to beg her to give me her address that I
might call on her.
She smiled archly up into my face.
“I will drop you a line within a week, Mr.
Dayton,” she said sweetly. “Let me see—-
your first name is"
“Alphonse. No. 341- T——-— street, Liver-
pool, for the next ten days. Good-by, dar-
ling!” and I kissed her again, and saw the
door close behind her with a dull feeling of
pain inside the left section of my waistcoat.
But I resolutely put my pretty unknown
out of my mind, and devoted myself to look—
ing sharp at J orlette, who had evidently
fallen asleep. Talk about the uneasiness of
a guilty conscience, indeed]
At Liverpool Mr. Cathcart stepped into
the car before any one had left it. He swopt
his eye over the occupants, and a look of
blank dismay settled on his face. ‘
“Thunderation i” cried he: "is it pomible
you have let him skip?”
“lie is there,” said I, triumphantly, point-
ing to my red headed fellow passenger.
“That!” said Cathcart, in a tone of ineffe-
ble contempt. “Alf, you’re a fool. That
Occasionally he felt of them, as if,
perhaps, his corns were pinched, and once I ;
i
man is the Rev. John Pennicut, rector of St. 1
Thomas’ church, Cumberwell. How do you
do, sir ?" shaking hands with the pie eater.
As for me, I was looking around for a con-
venient knot hole to crawl into, but there
seemed to be no such thing around loose.
Cathcart turned upon me fiercely.
“Where in the deuce is Jorlette?” be ex-
claimed, savagely. “Did I not order you to
look sharp f”
“Yonder reverend gentleman was the only
one on the train in any wise answering Jon
lette’s description,” said I, doggedly.
The guard came up at that moment and
wbstxntiated my statement, and Cathmrt
was obliged to swallow his mortifleation with
as good grace as possible. His information
relative to J orlette’sbeing a traveler by the
7:30 mail hndcomefromoueof hisnwstre-
liable men. but there had been some uni-sinks
somewhere. We were not to pocket the two
thousand pounds reward in a hurry.
A week afterward I received a 10th:, writ—
ten on pink paper, perfumed, and elegant
generally. I transcribe it:
Mr Dun Mn. Daron: Hereby l fulfill my
promised dropping you a. line within a week. I
am flourishing, and hope you are also. My Aunt
Jane’s presenthnent did not prove prophetic. 1
amonmywaytoAmel-ica, where I expect tobe
elected to congmwith the rest of mystrl
Givemylove toold anthem-t. You hmno
howfunnyit feelstohaveymrlips med by a
man‘s lips when you happen to beam yourself.
Sorry you meet to get thetwothmmnd minds:
butselfpreservatbnlstheflmtlawotnature.
Faithful}? yum Pisa-as W.
Well, the secret was out! ‘
My pretty girl was the infamous murderer
himself, and Cathcert and Iwere done browu.
We kept the secret betweonuaand have
not yet given over our search for Jorlette,
but I greatly fear that the two thousand
pounds will never fall into our hands. Jew
York News.
The Roumsmlnn Restaurant.
The Boumanian restaurant, with its band
of lautars in handsome, white embroidered
uniformsis out in this direction Quite a
feature of the concert is the shrill, high
notes drawn from his Pan’s flute by one of.
the players, who at times distinctly reduces '
a sound that hnitates the howl o a dog.
Some of their hams or hymns are very fine,
and the “Dirge on King Bolmm II,” ’Which
is oneof the bestpieces of their unwritten
repertory, is a masterly production. The
concert of the Roumaninn ladies from Vi-
enna, all of whom are as rare artists as they
are handsomewomemis in another partof
the grounds, near the Argentine pavilion—-
Paris Letter. . .
The Stumpln' Deacon.
Deacon Blank, of Blankport, Me, is quite
a My teller. After he asked the b at
dinner the other day he told this (me: on
he was a. young man he took a c0ntract to
clear a piece of pitch pine, there being many
stumps to dispose of ; some six feet in diame-
ter. He constructed a very large plow,
hitched on forty yoke of oxen, and either
turned out the stumps or split them in twain.
One stump snapped together when he went
through it and took off his coat toils. “But
I found nothing to stop me,” said he, “till I
struck a monster garget root, which brought
the whole team up standing on their hind
feet.”—-Lewiston Journal.
l ALL ABOUT THE BEAU.
ADMIRERS or THE FAIR sex.
lovers Admirers. Adena. Comrades. None
at nose Are Hem-Girls Often Mistake
Boon: nu- Lovers. but Women Value'i'hom
no They Do Novel. or a Comedy.
My mother used to talk about my beaux,
and perhaps for her sake I am fond of the
1 quaint, old fashioned word. But let me say
1 in the beginning that it has a distinct mean-
ing of its own, and should not be misapplied.
Hood says:
I remember, I remember.
When my little lovers came,
With a. posy or a cherry.
, Or some new invented game
Well, he does not mean lovers at all, he
i means beaux.
One may have a bean, a lover, an admirer,
.1 an adorer or a comrade, but seldom may com
3 blue two of these in one individual, and never
; all five in any one epoch of be life.
bean is a special attribute of girlhood, and
. seldom develops the exacting tenderness of
t the lover, the blind delusions of the admirer,
the infatuation of the adorer or the honest
: sympathy and helpfulness of the comrade,
3 who, however, does often develop camerad-
: erie into friendship—perhaps after all the
. most satisfying relationship between man and
woman.
WHAT IS A BEAU?
But the beau! The beau! “That is he? Who
‘ is he? What is his origin, habitat. sphere of
actionl
Let us describe him first by negatives. He
need not be young—in fact, “an old beau” is
a well known character in fiction, drama and
real life.
He need not be handsome, although he in-
variably thinks he is.
He need not be intellectual or learned—in
fact, I never knew a bean who was either,
although I have known some men of whom
other men said: “He isn’t half such a fool as
he looks.”
He need not be brave, for nobody expects
courage or leadership from him. Nor need
he be a business man, for be is usually found
Ending the money his father or Somebody
hasaccummated for him. In fact, the
been reduced to poverty and real work is the
most forlorn of objects, reminding one of a
performing canary bird or an industrious flea,
or a poor, little trained poodle, or any other
helpless and harmless little animal coerced
into unnatural labor and foreign pursuits.
Not that I mean to speak severely of the
beau, for I don’t; infect, Ilike him and value
him and should be really sorry to miss him
Out of the world, but he has his limitations,
poor dear, like the rest of us, and one hates
to see him pushed up to the wall that defines
those limits.
Moreover, there is a positive as well as a
negative formula in the recipe fore beau. He
must be good natured, and always ready, if
not with a smile at least with a. simper; he
must be quick at repartee, even though a
mild one; he must have a good memory and
a certain adhesiveness of touch which will
enable him to pick up the floating gossamer
threads of society talk and carry them to
just the right quarta for repetition. 'He must
. never forget anybody’a connections, relation—
! ships, friendships and enmities, and never by
any chance step upon anybody’s toes or any-
body’a mmotest frills. He must discover and
keep the narrow path between harmless gos-
sip and perilous scandal, and wldle always
having something interesting to say never
say. anything that could be repeated to his
own or anybody else’s detriment. He must
be sentimental to the extent of remembering
the favorite flowers, colors and perfumes of
the lady to whom he is for the moment at-
tentive, and making graceful little offerings
in harmony with those tastes. He must have
sufficient tact to be always where he is want-
ed, and to skillfully effaoe himself in the
presence of a. lover or a favored admirer or
adorer; for one of the peculiarities of the
bean is that he has his season, like the mush-
room. and is not at all acceptable out of it.
THE mount; m m BEAU.
But, even as one will sometimes caprici-
ously prefer salted, dried or pickled mush»
rooms to fresh and tender vegetables, there
will be intervals in life—perhaps to its very
end—when one turns from a grands passion,
from the pedestal whereon one‘s adorer places
one, even from, the solid satisfaction of a
comrades honest sympathy, and finds a
whimsical pleasure in the conversation, the
compliments, the chit chat of a beau. and
finds the some rest and refreshment in his
societyasinthatof theiastfashionable
novel or the lightest of society comedies.
We have spoken of the been as an adjunct
ofenrlygirlhood, because it is only an in-
geuue who can be long content in the
of :1 been or who expects anything serious
himordignlfl' es him intoanidedm
girls never classify the men who
tbsmontbeirentrnnoe intosociety: theyare
ullheroes of romance; theyall are poaible
lovers and husbands, and the bean, being the
most obvious and the most demonsgeflve
figure in this new world, is often belied
upon bythedebutnnfe as her ideal, and she
lssomefimesagooddealdim intedinhd»
lug how wofully too be infer fin
“giant's robe” she thin would fit npm his
shoulders
Occasionally the girl is herself eternal.
been; not a beneforthat isquits another
thing, busotdfler,abutterfly,anepheme-
ran—a personality mwering precisely to
thazoftbebem. Inmhacasethetwohe-
manotfrkndgfortobeeftiend requires
characteristianeither of them posses, but
familiar mudnmnmeven comradasina
eel'tainsemand theyspendagreat many
idlehourstogetherin just thony enema
aooupleotbutterflieahovwinganddanchlg
overacunnypool or a bed of misnonette,
happy while the fine weather lasts, beaten
downandlostintheflrstwmdofadversity.
Mmeimploreallmyfcmalefriendstobe
more in their chem, cationof their
Ire not to be I
New York Herald. '
HOW HE DIFFERB mom omen
For the,
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i The floor in given hemhasasidehall.
Whenthe little boys and girls come home
A $4,100 DWELLING.
mom they may come in this my; that
is ideaoftheowner. Theycimhang
theirm lathe closet or take them 11
pairs efronthallisfloored withh
wood. Part of it is covered with rugs.
Several little feet coming over this floor
would make it necessary for some one to wash
it after every such performance, hence the
side cub-once. The front hall is rather large;
it is a splendid room in its way.
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VIEW.
The stairway is rich; there is a beautiful
mantel in it. The stairway at one end shows
up nicely from the front and projects into a
5, bay at the side. This plan is capable of
being contracted into a. much smaller house.
1 The rooms are large, and altogether it is on
quite an extensive scale. It has been built
; several times severalsizes smaller and at a
much less cost.
From the large ball one can
: go into the parlor, sitting room and dining
room.
The pantry, china closet and kitchen are as
conveniently fitted as the experience of those
interested would suggest. The kitchens and
pantries of the plans which have appeared
from time to time have been fully described.
The idea in all is the same. The require-
ments are no different in an expensive house
than in one less expensive. Labor saving de-
vices are even more necessary in a cheaper
house than in one which is more expensive
though it usually ha pens that the owners of
more expensive , uil are better prepared
to equip themselves with a complete arrange-
ment than those who have to do with the
more modern structures.
The idea in all these kitchen plans is that it
and its annexes of china closet and kitchen
pan form the workroom of the house, and
Ass sue should be treated froma labor saving
standpoint. The saving of one step in the
rformance of a single operation will save a
undred when the ormance of that opera-
tion is multiplied by this number. In every
mom. 1
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kitchw there should be the sink with the table
on one side of it and a drain board and table
on the other. These should be adjacent to the
kitchen range. In the pantry shelves and
dIBWers, a dough board and a place for a. re-
frigerator with drain connection to the out-
side and good ventilation are desirable.
A Very nice arrangement to add to an or-
dinarypcnty is a cooler set into the wall
which projects to the outside. It a a let-
ticed box covered with slate and wire on the
inside. Initmaybe laced cooked food to
ooolorfoodwhichit desirable tokeepcool
during cold weather. The slats rotect the
ertiolesfromviewfruntheontsl e,and the
whemenprotectaitfrom flies during the
summer. Onthoimddetsedoorwhichsepnr-
aim the cooler from the inside of the room.
andtheotdcbeusedmrthot purpose.
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STANDING ALONE.
To . ~ your-own.
Ymi'releuningthelenonsoafly
0f tryingtostandall alone.
Aweedsomelemommydarllng,
Andhnrderfor women than men.
Alessonthat-mustberepeated,
Ah! overandoveragain.
Those tender white feet oft will stumble,
Life‘s path is so rough, little one,
You know not the rocks and the pitfalls
That lie on the path just begun.
But we, from the years that have met us,
Cry out as we think of the road,
How gladly we‘d shorten the dim ce,
How gladly we‘d lighten the load.
To arms now outstretched to protect you.
How offin in vain you will turn,
And learn‘ g to do without them
Is the hardest of all to learn.
0, little white feet, made for kisses,
You often will ache ”health your load,
You will wearily count each milestone,
And long for the end of the road.
The way will seem long, little traveler,
Till the sun sinks down in the west,
But ”twill bring you at last, my darling,
To the beautiful city of rest.
——-Florence A. Jones in New York Home Journal
Chinese Beggars.
Everywhere one goes these beggars are
found stationed at intervals of every few
rods by the roadside. Old women are thus
stationed by their families, who use old age
as asource of speculation, just as the blind and
lame in American cities use their misfortunes
often as a source of gain. I have seen chil-
dren give the alarm of the approach of
foreigners, when infirm old women, clad
in rags, would be carried hurriedly to the
roadside, whereupon they would cry out
in piteous pleading for ahns, often accomv
pauying their cries with striking their heads
against the hard earth to enforce their plead-
ing. At Nnnkin, the former capital of the
original Chinese empire, I saw the remaining
descendants of the royal blood, now dethron'
ed since Tartar conquest, who were clad in
faded yellow robes and in whose hando were
borne licenses to beg.
The only remaining function of royalty
being the fact that labor is dishonorable to
them, they are solely dependent upon aims
for subsistence. They are called “royal beg~
gars.” Only a few families of this dethroned
royal blood remain—Chinese Letter.
A Charleston druggist advertlmd that the
milk of a cocoanut would remove freckles,
md 4,000 of the nuts were sold at retail in
two days to women folks. He got a commis-
sion on all sales .The freckles still abide.
Each of the mousand workmen employed
on the muse!- Charleston at the time she was
built contributed awn cent piece to enrich
the metal of which the vowel’s bell was made.
A horse lying down one railroad track is
o more dangerous obstruction than half a
dozen cows, while the e eer isn’t a bitwons
ried over a dozen hogs or a score of sheep.
131': 3r Fever.
I have been 1:!) mums! sufferer from hay
fever for forl‘: years. 1-. recurring; about
August 205i: each year. For several sum—
mon: l have used l:li).".~ (.1: mm llaim with
cxccllcm. results. l m.) from from any
aslbmailc: .‘lf‘li’lillt‘fr'nn‘. i hope many sni-
fcrcrr. will be induced in in; the l'( mvdy.
—— George lilarp, ’l’iziiliiuorc, Md.
The oldest church :11 mcinrc Hill sland—
mg in Norlh AlliCl'lCiill)(_‘ll(1'\7€’(l undoubt-
edly 10 in; the original First (lin'lcb cruel——
(ill in Salon: in 1673/1, and new (:zn‘clully
proirclcd, E'iill standing in lln'r nor of
l‘lill‘i'illlr'i‘ Hall in lliiil city. '.i“izt.-.(i}m1".i~
:imr‘, it'llrcr'i/H‘, til'(‘lll'ii'(.il:l(2 and the ma—
i(‘ll3il of ibis church all fully conform to
tin: ancient ‘ic(:or(l.~'21u‘.1l :m‘mly prove. it to
in: «in: original church (if ”It,“ li‘uihcrs.
It i ilmllnl! in semi for the tlm'lfll' (very
ilmc you (ion‘l i’ccl jam right. lily (loc-
im":< bill for year." was ox-‘cr 2! hundred
dollars :\ year, which made 1: pr'cliy big
hole in my wages. li‘or the past two
years, i only :‘gwnl 1w: mullahs, \l'iill which
Illfllf.;lli a dozen bellies of {Sulphur 3i!-
lv.ei'::,1:mi licnlih has been in my family
sinu- nsing ihcm.» lio‘oairr .lonssox, Mir
clniiisi.
“Yes, Clam," coulihuczi Illl'. Brcczic to
his cldcstdaughlcr, “to succeed ill llllS
life. one should husband his opportunities.”
“Yes a,” re )licd Clara. wnli a faraway
‘ 3P . l _ «. _ ' ,
100K in her eyes, "espccunly When one s
oppcrlunliicsurc a family of grown up
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gins.
If sick headache is misery, what are
Carier’s Lililc Liver Pills if they will
positively cure it ? People who have used
them speak frankly of their worth. They
are small and easy to take.
Montana elected thirty—eight Democrat-
ic, thirty—five Republican, one Independ—
cnt and one Labor delegate to the Con-
stitutional Convention.
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WOHEN AND NICE.
The reasonwhy a woman is afrald‘of a
mouse is a profound mystery—indeed, it has
never been very clearly proven that! she is.
But some women are conetan y in such a
nervous, irritable condition that the slightest
thinganno and startles them. The cause of
this unto unate state of affairs is usually
fine functiopuail (ileranglefifnt: somed e-
or pain rregu y, some e
8 ecullar Weakness incident tol er
sex; or, 1 we be due to inflammation, ul-
ceration or d lacement. of some of the
pelvic viscera, or to other o 1110 lesions
uliai‘ to her sex. From wh chever cause
t we arise, Dr. Pieroe's Favorite . cri
tion a positive remedy, so oer-tam in i
curative results that its manufacturers sell
it, through (nuggets, under a guarantee of
its giving an ction in every case, or
money paid for it will be promptly ro-
funded. As a soothing and strengthening
net-vine. “ Favorite Preset! tlon" is une-
unled and is invaluable in laymgand sub-
uin f‘nervous excitability. lrrita ility, ex-
ha on. prostration. hysteria. a name and
other distressing. newous sym ems com-
monly attendant upon functio and organic
disease of the womb. It induces refreshing
sleep and relieves mental anxiety and de-
spondency.
Copyright, 1888, by Wonurs Dis. Mm. Ana's.
llll. PIEllllE’S PELLETS salami:
Laxative. or Gather-tic. according_ to size of
dose. Drugsistl. 25 cents a vial.
Emure.
A marvel of pure
More economic
Mbolutely
This i-‘owder never varies.
strength and wholcsomcnr-ss.
lhanthc ordinary kunls,1m1lc.mnot he soldin com-
petition wnh lhc multitude of low test, short
weight, ollum or pligsplxulc powders.
so!!! mn’y in (3mm,
llovnr. “AKIN“ l'ownnn(10.,1135 WalZSi... N. Y.
W, _ in 5.171s
. Lill’ Balm
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m.
«=13 1,. n 15 ER
,‘ m“;.:n‘..w‘ m .cm
ANI)
HAY-saws trait in Heat.
Aparliclcis'applicd into each npstri: and is
agreeable. Price 50 cents at inruggisls; by mail,
rcgistcrecl,6()cls. ELY lllto'l‘lllvrlls, 56 Warren
Street, New York. U44
SLEEPER’S EYE
Is the new name W0
have chosen for our
well-known
10c. 0min ._
the quality or which
has madcit lilo lend
cr wherever sold.
Ask for Sleepers
Eve. bold every-
Where.
'l'rude-hz' ‘ '
N. :4. SLEEPER 6t. (.30.. ls-“M'tory, Boston.
For .‘lalc in lion-wall: by
i, l". Q'dlh’l‘dlll) £4: SON, Fllililll' it llENEll lL'l
ll. ll. iiAiilI. .iilflii (LUIILL,
J. (l. (lilliiiilll‘i’ it (10.. M. flicl'iili lSOh’,
JOHN llllAY.
DS
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lhese thiano; tailllgcf
ls nothing equal to
PIRRYDA ws‘
Bil/mum
which is in it every
druggist inlheyland.
J ump-Seat Carriage
For Sale at a Bargain.
J ump—Seat Carriage, one offitivers’ best city-
make, made to order. Strong enough for
four and light enough for two. A neat and, very
handy vehicle.
008'!!! $500
WILLBESOLD:
FOR. $150
if applied for soon, as owner has no use for it.
Apply at
3:28p
DANN’5 LIVERY STABLE
To Rent.
HE SHOE FACTORY PROPERTY, lately
occupied by F. H. Ruscoe, belonging to
the Estate of Wm. K. James, deceased, can
now be rented on reasonable terms, and is
available for a. variety of purposes. Possession
immediately. F. ST. J HN LOCKWOOD,
till Trustee
EQUITABLE MORTGAGE 00.,
or mums our. CAPITAL $2,000,000
6 and 7 er cent. Debenture Bonds and Mom
Loans at arand Accrued Interest.
R B. CRAUFURD Agent
Loom 2 Masonic Building
Dressmking.
RESSMAKING done infill of the latest stylls
Bugtonflholgs made by hand. Old garments
t a re tte .
m“ n mas. mums MCKENZ", -
No. 8 South Union Avenue,
Post office box 654. Norwalk.
Norwalk Chronicler