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A SONG OF KILLARNEY.
By‘jhe Lakes of Killarney, one morning in May,
On, my pipe of green holly I warbled away,
While a blackbi rd, high up on the arbutus tree,
Game back my gay music with gushes of glee,
'When my Eileen‘s voice stole
From the thicket of holly,
And turned just the whole
Of our fluting to folly,
And softly along
Through the myrtle and heather
The maid and her song
Swept upon us together.
’Twas an old Irish tale, full of passionate trust,
Of two faithful lovers long laid in the dust,
And her eyes, as she sang, looked so far, far away,
Shewent by me, nor knew she went by where I
lay.
And myself and the grass,
And the deeshy red daisies
Should let our dear pass,
Only whisp’ring her praises,
Till the lass and her lay
Through the myrtle and heather
Like a dream died away
O‘er the mountain together.
——Alfred l’erceval Graves in The Spectator.
It was toward the end of August when I
paid my first visit to the old Chateau de
Fleury.
My road, a mere cart track, lay across the
plain, between the golden stubble fields that
till a few days before had been covered with
ripe corn. It was not often that I walked
away from the great forest that stretched
darkly over the gently swelling hills behind
me~ but it was late in the afternoon, the
shadows already gathered thickly beneath its
shade, and I turned involuntarily toward the
sun. My walk was solitary. The only peo-
ple I met were one or two laborers, men and
women, returning from their work, who sa-
luted me as they passed with “Bon soir,
inlsieu.”
The scene was very peaceful; the air was
warm and soft, the sinking sun cast his rays
gently over the earth; far away, from one of
the many villages dotted on the plain, came
the sound of the vesper bell, and the land
looked very fair. But with its beauty there
was also that sadness which will come when
summer is giving place to autumn. The
earth is at rest. She has brought her wealth
of fmit and flowers to perfection, and is tak-
ing a; breathing space before beginning her
winter struggles. Summer is still with her,
but he hovers with outstretched Wings, ready
to answer the voices that call him elsewhere,
a last tender, loving farewell look
. upon the land'he has so blamed with his pres
ence.
And with this sadness upon me I passed
through the old gateway and stood in the
gran: quadrangle. The grass had grown
longand the paths were covered with weeds,
but it was not quite deserted, for at the well
an did man in a blue apron was drawing
Wm. He raised his bucket and, with slow
andlaborious steps, turned and passed through
a little postern gate, the water splashing over
as hewent. The inclosure in which I stood
was‘lbrmed On three sides by outbouses and
stablm; on the fourth, facing me, by the
dwelling house, forming a. second court and
from the large one by a moat
crowd by a drawbridge. This inner court
was brilliant with flowers, wasting their
swmess sadly, for there was no one now to
open the shuttered windows and come down
the terrace steps to wonder at their beauty.
And I stood under the at limes by the
well and thought of the ys gone by, when
the chateau had been full of life and gayety,
and wondered if such times would ever come
again.
Presently I roused myself, and turning to
mealeft I went round to the other side of the
house. The moat surrounded itonlyon three
sides; the back, or rather the real front,
faced a large lakein a far stretching green
park. There wasa terrace on this side of the
building, too, the steps leading into a beauti-
ful rose garden. The roses were falling now,
but the evening air was laden with their
scat, and here and there was still a perfect
flower. The shadows were lengthening over
the water; two or three little islands lay
darkly on its surface; the wild luxm'ia'noe of
the vegetation pointed, no doubt, to the fact
that the placewes very damp, but on this
August evening it looked warm and sweet
enough.
Presently the sun flung a last bright smile
to the tall. stately trees, and touched the
weathercocks on the old turrets with gold.
, The sky became tinged with delicate pale
green and rose color, the reflection of the
f, sunset I could not see. For a. few minutes
::j the ad place was full of soft light, and then
,1 the radiance slowly died away and the twi-
light came on space.
Still I could not bring myself to leave the
'- spot. Ihadsunkdownupona momcovered
.3 stoneamong the roses, and was gazing out
- oven-the lake. Vague, dreamy thoughtscame
floating through my brain, and I sat on un-
.' conscious of the passing time.
Suddenly I hmme aware that the light on
5 thepn'cture before me was changing. Myste—
rious shadows lay upon the grass on the op-
posite shore of the lake. The islands were
floating in a silvery mist. An old boat
moored close tome seemed toshine like a
fairy skiff, fit for any of those dainty domes
of the olden time, of whom I had been dream-
ing, to take their pleasure in. Clearer and
clearer became the light, more fairy like and
bright the scene, and when my own shadow
grew out of the ground at my feet I turned
and, behold. the great golden moon had
climind the heavens and was ing through
the trees to the east. A slig tbreezesprang
up and rustled their loam softly. They
whispered and bent to one another, and the
air mfull of their sound. In the center of
the lake a fish leapt, the water into
a thousand sparkling ripples that eddied to
my feet.
Atlast I rose and turned to go, when I be-
‘ ceme- aware of a startling change in the ap-
pearance of the house. It was no longer
dark and deserted. The shutters were thrown
open. Lights shone from every cement,
, and flgurm pm rapidly to andfro. 0n
. the ground floor the door windows were
i wideopen on tothetermce, ands streamof
ight poured forth from each, mingling with
e moonlight. Sounds of music floated out
' to um; not the jingling, rapid aim of our
modern dances, but slow and stately meas-
res that brought with them visions of pow
der and patches, rapiers and lace ruflies
- waned, I watched for a little time, and
hem, curiosity getting the better of me,]
eat up the steps and stood by the center
Presently I Went in. No one
. .med to notice me,'fand I looked on quietly.
A long broad hall stretched before me,
vidently going the whole length of the
The floor was highly polished and
eflectcd the light of hundreds of wax can-
1% that 111mg in clusters against silver scon-
es on the oak walls. At one end was a mu-
'icians’ gallery, whence came the sounds I
had heard. The front of it was festooned
with flowers, and flowers were twined round
the frames of the family portraits on the
walls. There were many portraits, of all pe-
iods. Knights in armor, dames in high
'eaked head dresses, grave statesmen in
‘urred gowns, children playing with dogs
nd demure maidens in ruifs and farthin-
- ales. But my attention soon strayed from
in: pictures to the figures passing and re-
.iassing before me. It was evidently a great
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NORWALK GAZETTE, WEDNESDAY JULY 24, 1889.
and important gathering. The host ap-
Ipeared to be a. tall, portly man, his
powdered hair tied with black ribbon, i.
a violet satin embroidered coat and ,"
, TWO REASONS FOR BUILDlNG THEM
fine lace ruflios at throat and wrist. He
leant on a gold headed cane and tapped a
snuff box as he talked. There were crowds
of courtly men talking to elegant women,
whose eyes glanced all the brighter for their
powder and rouge.
i .
At one end two couples
5 were gliding through a minuet, with many "
a bow and sweeping courtesy. As I grew ‘
more accustomed to the brilliant scene I
seemed to know instinctively who some of ';
the people were.
the settee in the corner are kiuswomen of
the host, and their tongues have not ceased
since I came in. No doubt they are discuss-
ing some dainty dish of scandal. That tall,
stern man moving about with an air of au~
thority must surely be the son and heir.
rest excites my curiosity. The man is small
and slight and fair; he is dressed in the ex— 3
trenie of fashion, in pale pink satin, with
diamond buckles on his shoes. His rapier has
a jeweled hilt, and through it is drawn an
embroidered handkerchief. He stands near
the top of the room, and is evidently a guest
of importance, for the host pauses now and
again to smile and say a few words, which
His partner is a much in: in-
She is very )‘(lllll,‘,‘—-—~ll<)t
bored voice.
terestiiig study.
Those two 01d dames on 9 beer of! smoke from great furnaces built
ABOUT TALL CHIMNEYS.
TO SUCH GREAT HEIGHT.
Methods of Their Construction—Fearless-
nese of the Workmen-Works of Art
Rivaling the Productions of Ancient
Greece—Notable Structures.
“Why are factory and other chimneys to
tail?” asked one of a group of men standing
by and observing the work progressing on
the chimney of the water works house on
Harrison street.
“That’s easy enough to answer,” replied a.
. . u- 9
But there is a couple that more than all the i tell fellow f! om Blue Island avenue, m S to
lift the smoke up above the houses and the
streets, so’s not to foul the air we take into
our lungs.”
“That may be, so far as it relates to the
chimney, but not altogether either, for the
higher it is the stronger the draft. There'ga
chimney at Glasgow, the tallest in the world,
j 445% feet high, belonging to a chemical
2 works factory, where the elevation is requir-
more than lT—and has a delicate, ivagile .1
look. Her hair is piled loosely on the 2.4 .5, of
her head, and a blue ribbon runs through it.
It is the only hit of color about her. Her
, . vedin order to kee from isonin peo e
the young man answers carelessly ill :1 llllll, . p P0 2 pl
with the gases constantly escaping. It is also
of first importance Where much quicksilver
or arsenic enters into the fumes. If the
chimneys were low in the former case all the
people would be salivated, and in the latter
1 case arsenic poisoned, which is worse.”
white silk sacque falls in full. graceful folds 3
from her shoulders; she }E<:.;iS a dl‘m)}‘~ilig
nervously arrange and rearrange the flowers;
her face is very colorless, and her deep blue
eyes have a strained, nervous look. The two
do not seem at ease in each other’s company;
from time to time the gentleman pays the
lady a vapid compliment, to which she re-
sponds faintly or not at all. .
Now there is a general move toward the
top of the room. and the musicians cease.
The company gathers round a. square oak
table; on it are pens, ink and several large
sheets of paper. A man in plain black gar-
ments, evidently a notary, takes a Seat.
Father and son stand near each other, and
on the farther side the young couple who have
so interested me; then I see the likeness be-
tween the girl and the two men opposite, and
it flashes sci-om my mind that I am '
at that betrothal scene I had heard of a few
days before. The notary begins to read, the
document tells of the dower of the bride and
the settlements made by the bridegroom,
calling forth many exclamations of wonder
and sighs of envy from the assembled guests.
The father and son listen with stem satisfac-
tion; the bridegroom pretends to pay no 8&-
tcntion; the bride, poor little thing, gets
paler and more nervous.
Now thereading has cometounend,and
amidst the buzz of conversation the host
rises and signs the papers. The witnesses on
his side follow, then the bridegroom and his
witnesses The notary turns to the bride.
and, mnling, offers her the pen. With trem-
bling fnigers she takes it, then hesitates
Her great sad eyes are lifted appealingly to
her brother, and seeing no hope there she
looks at her father, and a pitqu murmur
that is half a sobbreaks from her: "Father!”
But no softness comes over the stern face.
“It is your turn to sign, my daughterl'” is
all the response she gets Despairingly she
bends over the table and her name is added
to the rest.
The bum being over, the Ladies crowd
round her with congratulations on the splen—
did niatch, and surrounded by them she
moves away. Presently she begs them to
leave her by the window. She feels a little
faint, she says, but a few moments; quiet will
“Then,” said the reporter, who was stand-
ing by, “tall chimneys are built for the
_ , , double iurpose of carryin' smoke or other
cluster of white roses in her bands, which ’ I g
soon put her right, and they leave her in the f
deep embrasure. Once alone she rises, and,
watching her opportunity, slips out into the
night. I, too, step through my window, and
seeherflitacross the terrace in the moon—~
light. At the footof the steps a man starts
out of the shadow with a low “Atlast, sweet-
heartP’andcatcbestheslendcr figure inhls
arms for a moment Wrapping a large,
dark cloak over her white garmentshe drew
her arm through his and leads her a few
steps, whenhe is stop bye hand placed
suddenly on his shoul er. Turning, he sees
the dark face of his lady‘s brother.
With a. cry the girl starts from him and
flings herself between the two men. Her
brother thrusts her aside. “Stand back: I
have to deal with him, not you!" But she
clings to him, and sinking on her knees,
promises anything if' he will only let her
lover go mfe. He shakes himself free. and in
another moment the clash of swords bangs a
wondering crowd m the windows lip one in-
terferes or to go to the poor child
boldingtbebuckofamttokeepberselfup—
right. Presently a heavy fall and a shrink
from the girl tells what the end is. The white
figmfliestothe atemanandthelittle
hands try to lift heavy heed. “Kiss
sw ,” murmurs the dying man :21}
wislli I could have saved you,” and then all is
stil .
For a few minutes no one moves The
lovers lie as if both, insuwi of one, were
dead; the guests game at them with pale,
scared faces, and midway between the two
groups, half way up the steps, father and son
speakinalow whisper. Themoon shedsher
calm, silvery light over all, as she would were
thesceneshe illuminedaha ytnstead of e
mom 'cone. Suddenly fpseethe gtrllift
her ; noiselessly she rises to her knees,
thentoherfeet. Thetwo menon the steps
notice nothing, so deep are they in their
whispered conference. With a swift,
stealthy movement she glides down to the
water’s «186, and before her father
and brother, warned by a cry from
theirguestscenstophcr,shehas
strapped into a light pleasure boat moored
there, and has pushed off into the lake. II
vain arethecriesto her toreturn. She floats
slowly away in themoonllght, and use solemn
hush comes over the spectator-echo sound of a
low crouned coma across the water.
Then it stops and the white figure rises to its
feet, a sobbing cry reaches us, and, with lifted
arms and upturned face, it sinks—sinks—and
dimppears. A scream bursts from some one
in thecmwd~end the figures vanish.
I was sitting alone among the T0838. the old
house stood silent and deserted behind me,
the crazy boat was quietly mmred at the
little landing stage, but the moon bed disap-
peared and an owl inthetmesneurbywas
sending forth his melancholy cry on the still
night aim—London Society.
Bote’ Tulle.
M. Bert sewed the tip of the tail into the
back of the rat. After it had taken root in
its new position he cut it ofl’ close to its
original point of insertion. The rat now
were a tail reversed in position, the former
tip being the root. After some time it was
found that the new tail was sensitive. Con-
clusion—The nerves of sensation can carry
impulses each way. Dr. Koch has recently
performed this experiment on forty rats.
In thirty cases the tails united satisfactorily,
but never, even eight months later, was any
sensation present in the new appendage.—
Scieiitific American.
I think it must somewhere be written that
the virtues of mothers shall occasionally be
visited on their children, as well as the sins
of fathers—Dickerson.
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objectionable matter of! above the houses. as
well as to afford plenty of drafts for the
furnaces.”
The knowing man assented, and in a few
moments the man of the pencil said, medi-
tatively: “It must take a decidedly level
headed fellow to do the work those follow
are doing up there.”
THEY GET USED TO IT.
By way of explanation it may be stated
that the chimney under consideration was
about 130 feet above ground, and had twenty
moretobeeddedtoit. The men at its top
laying bricks looked like dwarfs.
“Your error is a common om,” said the
knowing maninreplytothereporter. “One
reads ever and anon about the perils of lofty
climbs and how imperative it is that masons
who build high walls shall know no such
thingasdizzinees, but posseasnervesofsteel.
Thetisadelusionandasnu'e. Amati-actor
or boaswouldscamolysendamanaloftwho
issubjecttofrequent at not epilepsy, but
any ordinary fellow can work upon a
welhand asitascendsday yin! growae-
custom to it, until a height i,ooo feet
Wouldbenomoreto him than an ordinary
stone fencewouldbeto you. Mnodoubt
the fellows on the Tower of Babel walked
amunditsupper'wallasfeerlesdyonthedey
ofoonfusionofwnguesasthemyfldidflienthey
laid its foundation stones. get used to
anything. I‘ve mdoubt theywould grow
msbmedtodying inever short time,if
theycoukigothroughthe rienoeevery
day. Inmyevenktabioo ckorstone
mandninety-njnedthemcnnfaeeany
ofeltitudeifitisnamnry.”
‘ utonedoestakeatumhbonoeina
while."
“Rarely.” replied another at the party.
“We have put upflfteeutall here
in andaroundit andwe’vebadno
accidental any kind. macadamia
whensoafloldsarebuilttoomh”
‘Chimgohasnosuchtellchhnmysaethet
muonedatGhflsUWQthnmeatYW.
N.J.,whichis335£eet highutmuhasoue
which,forbeautyof andtbesnccaao!
bavingplaoeduponitstopaoolid from cen-
ingweighing’ffiOOpoundagtvestoita
enviable disdmdomelthough it is a
:underlmfeetinhelght.” This was said by
theknowiugone,wbocontinued; “Youonght
maeeft. Itisat the WyVmLsh omn-
Butterileldstreetsmnd lawtthout exception
chm“
notintheworid. Itls utelyfn plumb,
andthe oftbe diameter intlo
feetfromtbef ' totbetOpieasfmb-
leasestheworkdouebytheskmedmamaf
Greeoewlienthey themsrvebus air
nmnswhichadorned Acropolis.”
Amwm
“Have they done eweym’th Moldings
altogether in chimno building?” eskedthe
reporter,wboobeerv thatthennsonsabove
himmworkingtranwithiu.
“Anarchmwbanthembmm
itbsing lens expand") and law dangewm
Youwfllobservethetbuttwomamwmet
worktbmeend onelnbomr,who v, in
mobodyasked.
“Thatdtheglucoee teeny,th i325!)
feethigh. Thebuildhgtowhicbitisab-
tacked, bythe way,” more brick in it
thananyotheretmctumhiChiccgo.”
muldn‘ttbeyf’askedtherepofler.
“Notabltofit. Ontbecontmry,tb8Am
Light company's (shimmy, 123 feettug’o, was
bufltinfourteendaymandithanotsufleted
intheslightestinconaequence.”
Mnehmomwas said upon the subjea
oftheittofl.
Onewfllumlerstandxmdflyhowdilflcultia
thehskof maintaining!) . and
at the same time reducingt districts!“
therateofoneinchineightylnchesofascont.
Theinteriorofaomeofthemheveinaddition
tothemainfluefromonetothmandsome-
timaeven founadditbnel ones of smaller
size,allof which must becomtructedwith
; 'andwithane etc rigidrule
ofmeasurement. Thusitis etallchim—
neyisnotemerepfleofmasonrybeaped up
allinahurrymnebvickupon another,buta
of ' , infinitely
' momertthantbereering of theequilaterel
walls of ordinary residences. But for this
altitude how much grimier and dirtier and
darker and fouler the atmosphere of this
great city, which is daily growing into great—
er importance as a manufacturing center!
3 In many instances touching the rain laden
clouds, they soar aloft into the undisturbed
aerial circulation, to be so diffused as to ren-
der innocuous all manner of gases and poison-
ous exhalations.—Chicago Herald. -
Another long Felt Want.
A writer says that a few cloves dropped
into mucilage will prevent it from turning"
sour. Good gracious, we den’t care to eat
mucilage. What the average Store mucilage
needs is something to drop into it that will
make it stick. Besides, cloves are too pre-
cious to waste in paste—Burdette in Brook-
lyn Eagle.
5 7
' The on Love 1mm.
3 Mr. Meyer, the special examiner of the bu- i
, reau of pensions, told of a. man who lives up '
g in Butler county. He is paralyzed from a
i sunstroke received while on the march to
; Washington to the grand review after the
i surrender of Lee. Not a man could be found
i to assistin proving his claim. All his com—
, rades of the march were scattered or dead.
i There was not a scrap of paper of official rec-
0rd.
j “I was satisfied,” said Mr. Mayer, “that
. here was a genuine case. His story was al-
5 ways consistent, and then he was a compara-
' tively helpless paralytic. He could move
1 about a little, but could do no work. Itried
l in every imaginable way to get him to recall
1 something that would give me a clew, but:
i visit after visit to him brought nothing.
i “I finally asked him one day if he ever
i wrote letters home, and if he might not have
g written about that time.
i “ ‘W’hy, yes,’ said he, ‘I used to writetomy
sweetheart.’
“ ‘And where is she now ?’ I asked.
“ ‘There she is.’
“ ‘Did you ever save any of those letters,
madam?’ I inquired. [Just as thoughawoman
didn’t always save her love letters tied up in
a ribbon.)
“ ‘W'hy, yes; I believe all the letters he ever
wrote me are up stairs somewhere now,’ she
replied. Pretty soon she came back with a
worn and faded package of letters. And
among them she founda letter from her then
sweetheart, describing the very incident of
the sunstroke. He had written her as soon as
he had recovered sufficiently and told how
the clay was oppressive and the march to
Washington hot and dusty, and how he had
been overcome with the heat and had fallen
out by the wayside and had lain under a tree
all day long while the columns were march-
ing by. '
“ at letter to his sweetheart saved the
day. It got him his pension. He had been
trying ever since 1865 until recentlyto secure
it. It was a. case in which I became profound-
1y interested, and I rejoiced with them. ”—
Chicago News.
The "Indian Devil.”
I was camping one night late in the fall of
1819 at the head of Mollychunnkemunk lake,
near astreamwhich runs from the ponds
known as Richardson ponds, and within ten
rods of the lake. It was a dark and windy
night, threatening a storm, so I put my
nightwoodinsidemysbedmmpand reload-
ed iiiy gun, stand it in a convenient place,
built up a cheerful outside, ate a hearty
supper of broiled trout and other fixings and
lay down for the night How long I slept I
cannottelhbutwben! awokelwas on my
kneespeedngoutintothedarknees, the min
and the fire was just aboutgone.
“Justthentheblaotsmifliumtunwdy
awokebefmehecouldaakhimtorepmt.
Forelongthneaf‘tertbatbem ' y
athisdreomundattbe ‘Bend
it,'whichaeemedtohavenomeening.
lastheconcludedthetwhetthe
masthevebmnot‘eend it,’but
hetriedtbe
" thehotironinaanddeom
ht,
mejcinedinehomogeneou
mus. haddfscovmdemetwhlchhas
played such a in themecbanicalarts
thotithos aleeiuithewholeoenrse
m
tbbcouldbedonebytwisting the bound
the device hasbeeninuseeversince.*—
WIDCIJMW
"Betsay and 1 Kb Ont'
Robinson had a main girl named Betsey.
She 'w'esgoing to a dance one evening and
Robhisonouhiswayhome happened-tamed:
her going thither.
“Where are you going, Betsey, ” he inquired.
“Iain going to a. dance, sir.”
“Where does the dancing take place?”
“At the town hall, sir.”
“Well, you are going 0 long way round
about to reach it. See: If you go through
this little street here you will be right at it.”
“Oh! thank you, sir; why, you have saved
me quite a walk.” '
As Robinson pursued his way home hasn-
liloquized thus:
- “I feel as if I had just been reciting one of
Will Carleton’s poems. And why? Because
I have given Betsey a nlgher mute."——Boston
Courier.
A Comprehensive Question.
The J ewe are fond of telling stories on
themselves, and, by unanimous consent, the
second hand clothesman can be saddled with
the responsibility for any points on the race.
But one of the most comprehensive questions
I ever heard was put by one of those second-
hand fellows to another after he had just suc-
coded in selling him an old coat for new.
“Say, Isidore, vere does the Christian get
all the iiinzmy We take avay from them 9”-——San
Francisco ("iii-mimic.
When-Boxers Kept Open House.
It is scarcely too much to say that he kept
open house for men of letters. and many dis-
ed writers of the time owed to him
their introduction to London society. A
large part of the correspondence which has
been preserved arose out of such visits, and
and much of the very high distinction
Rogers’ house attained is due to the kindly
mention made of it by men who had them-
selves helped to render it attractive. It dif-
fered in many respects from the houses of
mere rich men or men of title who played
the patron of poor authors. Rogers enter-
tained them as one of themselves. He was
not the patron, but the poet. Literary men
and artists even at this day feel the differ-
ence between visiting one another and visit
ing people who only want to parade them be
fore their friends.
How much greater was the distinction
when this century was young! The company
at his table was carefully chosen, and men
and women who met there rarely found
themselves antipathetically mixed. The
table was not too large for the conversation
to be general; the company was not numer-
ous enough to break up into groups. then
the host spoke his guests listened His good
thin s were not for his next neighbors only,
but or all. So with his chief guests. They
liad the whole company for audience. Sharp’s
acute observations, Mackintosh’s wonderful
talk, Wordsworth’s monologue, Sydney
Smith's irreprew’ble fun, were not confined
to their next neighbors, but were for the
whole group. People went away, therefore,
not merely remarking what agreeable peOple
sat by them at dinner, but what a. pleasant
party it was-Rogers and His Contempora-
ties.
.7. carter-a cactus“...
Anew substance, singular alike in its chem-
ical nature and in its properties, has been
discovered by M. Pechai'd. It is a mixed acid
derived from oxalic and molybdic acids, and
is, therefore, termed “oxulnmolybdic acid.”
The crystals of oxalomolybdic acid, when
dry, may be preserved unchanged either in
sunshine or in the dark; but if moist, they
quickly become colored blue when czposcd to
the sun’s rays. if characters be u i-liten on
paper with the mlutiori. they remain invisible
in uweak light; but when cxpumi to 5.1m
shine, the]: rapidly become \‘hiillu in" in;
to a deep indigo color. it is main 42> ti.~:= {his
effect only hummus when tb‘ >:: ":13 ' 3:3
spread over paper or oilwi- surge -. For
the solution itself may be kept. iiizal 1 iii
the bottle for any length of rim“. v 'r - . i - ‘
a trace of. blue at the. edge of 15.19 in. :‘2‘?
where, by surface action, a but: is ' .
against the interior glass walls.
If a sheet of paper be immersed in u sain-
raturated solution of the acid, dried in the
dark, and then exposed behind an ordinary
photographic negative, a very sharp print
in blue may be obtained by exposure to sun-
fight for about ten minutes. The color in-
stant] disappear-sin contact with water; so
that a piece of this sensitizml paper be
wholly exposed to sunlight one may write in
white upon the blue ground by using a pen
dippfd in water. If, however, the paper with
its mmarMbeexposedtoagentlchcat
for a few minutes the blue changes toblack,
and the characters are then no longer de-
stroyed by waist—Native.
A which; King‘s Advice.
For wantof alittle thought manya wed-
dingring has cut, as it ware, the wearer's
finger to the bone. Many aweddingring'hae
besnheavierthanatonof lead. Men must
um. womlotwmw "undo“,nmy
want to be happy themselvesandto mane
their wives hamwnd womenmust make
allowances for men, andfor menus men.‘
They each have their mm troubles and their
ownneeds,amivery often theonedoes not
understand and cannot understand the needs
of the other. Men have their own troubles
and worries and women have theirs; let each
be assured of that as regards the other and
act accordingly. It will be appreciated—
don‘t be afraid of that. Beware of naggledom,
as“
man that will stand being nagged at is
a saint, uni saints are not as plentiful as
blackberris in the world. There’s male nag-
ging, my dear, as well as female—male
grumblingumi never being pleased; and folks
who expat to some out as “ducks” at the end
of 1%) years would, after eighty or ninety
yea-1W m, mill“! 9. poa'figure in a matri-
monial milky show. If the man had been
' g and the woman nagging all that
time they‘d look like two moulting birds and
not like two well established healthy fowl.
M to be the other’s help, each the other’s
M; each tohope to bewith theotherfor
ever and ever,,and so to live here that they
may befltfor being together then—Quiver.
The Spool Danced a Jig.
My of Cone wasleft alone a few nights
sinus, d1 of her family having gone to a
dunm a few miles 01!. She was thinking
probdiyofthe good time the dancers were
having, when aspool of black thread jumped
bomfin basket to the floorandbeganto
dancer ' . Itspunout into the middle .of
them, pal a foot or so high, and kept
up the dance until mly all the thread was
Whom the spud. The lady looked on
, qdmfmnmted at the antics of the spool,
and thengot near, stood over it to keep it in
motion, but could not discover anything.
Sliepieked it up, rewound the thread, and
has been trying to mlve the mystery with
someofhcrfriends for some time, but the
Vale remains unraveled yet—Wilcox {Ga}
ctcbman.
Forced toe Lave Home.
Over 60 people were forced to leave
their homes yesterday to call forafree
trial package of Lane’s Family Medicine.
If your blood is bad, your liver and kid—
neys out of order, if you are constipated
and have headache and an unsightly com—
plexion, don’t fall to call on any druggist
today for a free sample of this grand
remedy. The ladies praise it. Everyone
likes it. Large size package 50 cents. ‘
“Which do you love best, your papa or
your mama ?” Little Charlie—J love papa
most. Charlie’s Mama-Why, Charlie, I
am surprised at you. I thought you
loved me most. Charlie—Cant help it,
mama; we men have to stick together.
If there ever was a specific for any one
complaint then Carter’s Little Liver Pills
are a specific for sick headache and every
woman should know this. They are not
only a positive cure, but a sure preventive
if taken when the approach is felt. Car-
ter’s Little Liver Pills act directly on the
liver and bile, and in this way remove the
cause of disease without first making you
sick by a weakening purge. If you try
them you will not be disappointed.
Teacher—Do you know what wine is
made of, Tommy? Tommy—«New, I
don’t know. Teachei'wYou ought to
know; I saw you climbing up a grape
arbor the other day, when the owner of
the place was away. , What did you get ?
Tommy—A licking.
Why will you allow your health to
gradually fail ? If you are closely confined
indoors with little or no exercise, and
desire good health, you must take care of
yourself. Use Sulphur Bitters, and you
will have a sound mind and a strong body.
The Chelsea Tea. Ever Ofiered.’
PERFEGTLY PURE.
A MOST DELICIOUS BEVERAGE. '5 TRY IT.
You will never use any other: Quality never miles.
It is the HIGHEST GRADE LEAF, icked from
the best plantations and guarantee absolutely
pure and free from all adulterations or coloring
matter. The packages are hermetically sealed
and warranted full weight. It is more econ-
omical in use than the lower grades.
Oriental 86 Occidental Tea. 60., L't’clz,
LHead Office, 35 Stirling Slip, New York.
For sale by ~
H, Glover c2; 31.)”, Nf.’5"tt‘:a.lii._ Fins 1».ng ii ii. (In?
O’Reilly. -.
“Falls, 2“, 3.1
.‘ior—
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:9 Win 3:. i', ii: “::."-.'.~n.
'1’ «gm y \'.2. u L
Sipperly, “19513;”: t. 17,1 1") {Swim ':;_ “fest-
H43".
port, 24> e-i :55 to. ”15%..” pm:
scour-ii and ensues
" Can be Obtained
BY USING
sling
.Ttiiu emu.
I It is the only preparation in the
' world .. arranted to cure and eradicate
~31') impurities frsomlthe align, sucks:
r. 4.!- . implcs . a. t; helm»,
éf’t; Flesh Worms and Sun
Bprn. t gives the complexion n freshness and translumnry
which cannot be obtained by any other, even by the dangerous used
arsenic. “(is unequaled as a benuiiiicr of the hands. refining 043
skinnndmn ingitsoft, clear and white. Witch Hazel Toilet Cream
is not a paint or powder used to core: up the im uriiies of the skin,
but a remedy that heals perfectly and converts i 9 same to enviable
bemitv. Price nitrisl box, 25c. F0 L..lc BY ALL DRUGGIS'I‘S.
cimisuwu: comi,
wucn mun "WAG? (:0. .
A few months are l commenced to use 1“. l". F‘.
Nos. 1 ands, for. baldness on the crown of my
head. The spouse” haired over, and looks as
good as the rest of my head I am very much
pleas‘ed,and would highly recommend it to any
one who is bald or wants thicker hair.
F. 11. CO LEMAN. Engineer, 12-: York Row.
I o“? "3 ,Véf‘;
was « . ‘ a
6f; 4, $599 3..
e»? I. \. . 1'":
Fechter Famous {5,2 mt"; “m”,
—— '
Deanotwnanan
FAI RIOON mom- .
m ""3 0" We.”
It will surelybringcbantenewgrowthoflur uni
thereotemenfirely driedup.whiehoccurefn:§
morethan 179 cases out otahundred. cases of
wars" eta 'ng have been cured. I! this Is
$l 000 REWA D mane!
FAIRIOON Nos. 1 m9, price per bottlehtor
heads 75mm
amen. It
course oftrecunent .10. Correspondence 1101
1-31-5239! enumewm
and genflnemflmofldutvmthaowhomve undit.
ennui-ennui! mdwmmnudeam
FEGE’I‘EB REED! 00., NEW HAVEN, 01:;
Use Fell-hon Ter Beep for TOM, Beth Ind Ninety.
It I.- Purlau for the (Io-plains, Chppod m or Bough nun.
For Sale at H. R. Hale’s Drug Store
German Remedy
TBIITHS ran THE sci?
l
‘ Bilious Spells, de- cealth, who are all ,
end on SULP: u . . down, shoulduse
r ITEBS, It Will our 13 w ;
$1,000 will be aid
oracasewhere Uh
' : l : BITIERB Will
The Giant Dyspep
sis. is cured by usin
SULPHUB- 13
shops; clerks, wh '
do not procure suf- ..
. ficient exercise, and '
all whoare confineo n
‘ They will not th
be weak and sickly. -
General ‘ ' ~-
needsagentlc tonic. . .
Use SULPHUR BIT
runs. ' u.
at be
Sulphur Bitters.
Send two 3c. stamps to A. P. 0rdway&Cc.
Lawrence, Mass, and receive anelegantset c
Fancy Cards free. '1‘
GENERAL MARKET I
Meat, Fish, Vegetables. lie.
LOCKWOOI) it LOCKWOOI),
MAIN STREET.
All kinds of the best qualities of Meats, Fish,
Clams, Vegetables, etc., are kept constantly on
hand. and will be sold by us as low as can be pro-
cured at any market in Norwalk. We intend to
prove to our customers that we deserve their
patronage by fair and generous dealing.
1v40 - LOCKWOOD a Lockwood
PETER. L. il'UIiilliE,
FLUlilST lNUHSERYMAN.
UNION AVEN CE.
North of Nor walk Cemetery,
NQ=EW£3EK, . .. CONN. ~-
l)ealerinlii Green House and Hot House an
Bedding and Vegetable Plants, Fruit and Ornamen
tal Trees Siirubbory, Vines. out Flowers atway
on hand and all sorts of designs in Flowers arrange
to order. My‘l
Grading and [lo—filing Cemetery Plots
promptly attended to.
Norwalk Chronicler