BABY’S BEDTIME sous;
Sway to and fro in the twilight gray,
This is the ferry for Shadowtown;
It always sails at the end of day,
Just as the darkness is closing down.
Rest, little head, on my shoulder, so,
A sleepy kiss is the only fare;
Drifting away from the word we go,
Babyaudlinaroekingchair. ‘
‘ See where the fire logs glow and spark,
Glitter the lights of Shadowland;
The pelting rains on the window, hark!
Are ripples lapping upon'its strand.
There where the mirror is glancing dim,
A lake with its shimmering cool and still;
Blossoms are-waving above its brim,
Those over there on the window sill.
Rock slow, more slow, in the dusky light,
Silently lower the anchor down;
Dear little .passenger, say good night,
We’ve reached the harbor of Shadowtown.
—Frederick News.
HARSEN’S ISLAND.
Had it not been for the excitement of the
first year of the civil war the queer adven-
ture of Capt. Harsen, of the Boston merchant-
man American Chief, would have gone the
rounds and been much discumed. They were
told and retold in marine circles for many
years, and new and then some newspaper or
magazine has briefly referred to “Harsen’s
Romance.” The story, as a whole, is full of
interest.
In the spring of 1861, while I was second
mate aboard of the English brig Enchantress,
an when three days out of Zanzibar, bound
for- he Gulf of Bengal, we spoke the Ameri-
can Chief homeward bound and loaded with
Indian products. Three days before, in a
violent squall, Capt. Harsen had been washed
overboard, and the ship was now in charge
of the first mate. The ship was taken home,
Capt. Harsen reported dead, and six years
later, when he had been forgotten by all ex—
cept his relations, he suddenly turns up in a
. way to dumfound everybody.
In August, 1867, I was first mate of the Sea
King, a small but stench ship plying between
Cape Town and Melbourne. Our ship was a
feeder for the big India steamers We took
machinery and other stuff from them at the
cape, and brought back wood and other
products. We had the width of the Indian
ocean before us on every voyage, with never
a speck of land for the waters to fret against
until the voyage was finished.
One morning in the month I have named,
the hour being about 8 o’clock, with wind
and sea. light, the lookout reported a man in
a boat dead ahead and only half a mile away.
I went forward with the glass and made him
out very plain at once. Indeed, no glass was
needed. It was a rough looking boat, pro-
vided with mast and sail, and he had let fly
his, sheet and was rising and falling on the
waves to wait our coming. We were up to
him in a few minutes, and when we came to
look him over many were the exclamations
' of astonishment.
The craft was half raft and half boat, put
together in the roughest fashion, and con-
structed of driftwood. The sail was a grass
mat. The man at the steeringoar was clothed
in a single garment, made of the same ma-
terial as the sail. He had made a large mat
and put his head through an opening ill the
middle and belted it at the waist. His hair
fell upon his shoulders and his whiskers
reached to his waist. He looked a veritable
Rip Van Winkle, and our surprise was so
great that we forged past him without ex-
tending a hand. When we got him aboard,
he walked up to the captain, extended his
hand, and said:
“Captain, I am Capt. Harsen, of theBoston
ship American Chief.”
“But where’s your craft!” exclaimed our
9: ptain.
“Can’t say. I was lost overboard six years
go to the north of this.”
“You don’t say that you are that Capt.
: : sen?"
"But I do. My death was no doubt re-
. rted in the papers, but here I am. Let me
uave a bite to eat and then I’ll tell you all
, bout it.” '
E When Capt. Harsen got ready to tell his
r. ry he had more surprises in store for us. I
,j- ' 1 give his adventures as be related them,
5f ut in my own way. The wave which swept
I ' ship and carried him overboard took along
» lot of deck raffle, and upon striking out for
imself he got hold of a crate in which two
. : . garoos had made the journey to Cape
i own. It was light enough to float two men
f his size, and, although the seas used him
‘. . hly for several hours, he pulled through
us danger, and finally found a way to lash
‘I ' u - ‘ and even get sOme sleep. He knew
at he was driving to the south with the
(w , but as to how far he drifted during the
2. ‘ ty hours he was afloat could only be
essed at. It has been generally figured at
vc miles an hour. He was asleep when cast
: . ore by the tide, and he soon discovered
-at he had landed on a verdant island about
. e mile square. The verdure was about-the
,.- no as that of Madagascar, with 'the same
lariety of birds and insect life. There was a
". - ies of water rat on the island, but no
T -er animal, and he never saw a reptile of
‘ . y sort.
The island was a little paradise. There
ere several springs of fresh water, fruits
. (1 nuts in abundance, and nothing to make
im afraid. As soon as he got rested the
.. ptain began to figure on his position, and
e finally concluded that he had been cast on
no of the Aldabra group, 200 miles to fire
orth of Cape Amber, Madagascar. Subse-
uent developments proved that he was more
- 400 miles out of his reckoning. Holding
I. at he was correct in his location of .the
: and, Capt. Hal-sen figured that he had only
. possess himself with patience and all would
e welL The Aldabra Islands were much
"ted by fishermen, who caught and pre-
ared a certain fish food for the Chinese, and
e had no other idea than that he would be
; ken off within film or three weeks. He
isely decided to improve the interval by
-... ing up, and for two weeks he slept a good
are of each day and all right.
I He built himself a shelter, satisfied his
' . ger with fruits, oysters, shrimps, and
e il, and took solid comfort for awhile. He
d not begin to grow uneasy for a month.
. on, as he had sighted no sail andno visitors
2 : . arrived, he began to get uneasy, butit
as two mouthabefore he was willing to ad-
I 't that be had made a mistake in his calcu-
,., tions. He then concluded that hehad been
'.‘ 'ven to what is called the “Middle Islands,”
‘ group of eighteen islands lying midway be-
een Madagascar and the Sunda islands,
, Id only 100 miles south of the equator. 4H9
» d to this idea thereafteryalthough he was
much mistaken as in the first instance.
The weeks andmonths went, by, and when
,_ pt. Harsen had been Zeixi’ months on his
‘ : udhome he began to feel that if he ever
tit he must do so by-hisvownrefforte. Now
d then there was a storm, but for the most
the weather was perfect. No other land
. : in sight from hrs island, and the most
tient investigagoulcb’uld not furnrshproof
: t any out unravel-Ironclad there. , 136 was
1: much 015.02 scholar-film in ,fiiiramblesyhe
. (1 sufficient ~' evilde
.«- had heeh-thrownnp out ’off'the sea
volcanic action. That event must have
. .. i ymbstore tor nonlethal
.. .. . were sol-m abbbody.;noviiho birds
therewasa matter hedid not trytoeolve.
.. A“
W0 *0 ‘ihow' that the ’
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:NORWALK
I After sixor eight months of lazy life, and
after waiting until he felt sure that the isl-
and would be visited only by accident, the
captain set about building some sort of craft.
There was a heap of drift wood on the east-
ern side of the island, and in overhauling it
he found a. number of planks and boards
which must have come from a craft pounded
to pieces by a. gale, but he had no tool of any
description except a large pocket knife.
While this dampened his ardor to a great ex-
tent, he put in an hour or two occasionally at
the work of building, and laid the
foundation of the raft we found him on.
“Then Capt. Hal'sen had been on the island
ten months he ate some fruit which poisoned
him, and made him almost helpless for the
next three months. When he finally recov-
ered he found it almost impossible to rouse
up any ambition. He fell into a state of apa-
thy, lost all track of time and did nothing
but eat and sleep. He must have lived a sort
of wild beast life for two or three years, and
perhaps have been out of his right mind
much of the time. W'hat finally aroused him
was the sight of a ship sailing past his island
home one day. She was too far away to be
signaled, but the sight of her inspired hope
and ambition.
producing it by flint and tinder, but. after
this he made a signal pile and kept a fire
constantly burning, to be ready for any pass-
ing ship.
It was like awakening from a. long sleep.
His hair and heard had grown to great
length, his clothing was about worn out, and
he found that he had gained enormously in
flesh. He prepared a. set of rules to govern
his future actions. He got up at a certain
hour, went to bed at a certain hour, and put
in so many hours a day at work on his raft.
Such a craft as he finally completed could
have been knocked together in _ a day by a
sailor with the proper tools, but as he had
only his bare hands his progress was slow.
The foundation consisted of four logs or
beams, about twice as long as broad. These
were a foot or more thick, and he burned
holes through them and fastened them by
means of pins. Then he built up with planks
and boards llntil he had a platform about
thirty inches above the sea.
It was after the raft had been completed
that Capt. Harsen began to dread a voyage
on it. He realized what a great waste of
waters the Indian ocean was, and the perils
he must encounter in leaving his island on
such a float, and he tarried month after
month in hope some ship would come to the
rescue. When forced to provide himself with
clothing he taught himself to weave mats
from the long grass so plentiful around him,
and the skirt or kilt he had on when we found
him he had worn for a year or more. After
he had stepped a. mast and made a sail he set
out on short voyages with his raft, and he
would notbhave trusted himself to it entirely
had he known his exact location. When he
finally did set out it was with the expectation
of soon landing on some other island to the
south.
The captain’s provisions for the voyage
consisted of roasted birds and fruits. The
only thing he had to hold water was shells,
and by filling four or five of them he cal-
culated on a week’s supply. One day, when
a fair wind blew from the north and the
weather gave promise of holding good for
several days, be cast loose from the island
and began his perilous voyage. He had been
four days out when we sighted him, and
there was no land, except his island, within
_1,000 miles. His supply of water was gone,
his provisions within a day of it, and even
the light seas encountered had almost racked
his raft to pieces. He figured that he had
made 100 miles in the four days, and when
we came to look at the chart we came to the
conclusion that he was out of his mind. No
such island was put down—indeed, no land
of any sort—for a thousand miles in any
direction. He insisted on the truth of his
story, however. There was his raft, and
that was in his favor. It was against com-
mon sense to believe that he had come from
filadagascar or Australia on such a float as
a .
The whole story was gone over many times
before we reached Melbourne, and was there
given to the papers and to the government.
oficials. It was so strange that no one be-
lieved it, and we were seeking to get around
it by denying that the man was Capt. Har-
sen, when 101 the man that had been his first
mate and sailed the ship home arrived in port
as mate of a Scotch ship and identified h'u old
commander at once. There was a govern-
ment survey ship in port at the time, and,
. after some delay, she set off with Capt. Har-
sen on board to locate and chart this solitary
island. We could give her the location within
a hundred miles, and, after sailing to and fro
for a week, she made a discovery. While she
could not find the island, she did find a shoal
or bank in midocean to mark its site.
Further than that, trees and other drift
stud were encountered in that locality to
prove that some queer thing had taken place.
On a spot about a mile square soundings
showed a depth of from thirty to sixty feet
only, while all around it the lead would take
down a mile of line. While Capt. Harsen
could not show them an island, he could
point out the site of one, and in their report
to the govurnluent the officers of the ship
took the theory that the island bad sank into
the sea from whence rt sprang. The spot
was placed upon all the charts issued the next
year, and a foot note warned navigators to
give it a wide berth. Capt. Harsen reached
home in good health to sail many other voy-
ages, and died only about ten years ago.
While the truth of his story has Often been
questioned in newspapers and on shl; board,
the preponderance of proof was in in. or of
his veracity. Not the slightest reason existed
for misstating the real facts—New York Sun.
Editor-5’ Watches. ,
The enterprising editor of The New York
Jewelers’ Weekly wrote to about fifty prom-
inent editors scattered throughout the coun-
try, asking questions regarding the watches
they wore. It is a singular fact that of these
fifty, all but about a dozen replied that their
watches were presents, and only one, a poor
unfortunate Omaha editor, was without a.
watch. He offered, however, to trade some
advertising space for a timepiece, and we
doubt not that he will soon be the happy
possessor of a Waterbury. . It is also notice-
able that the editorswho had bought their
own watches were divided into two classes—
those who paid very little for them, and those
who paid a great deal. Hardly a man had
bought a moderate price watch. One Cedar
Rapids editor admits that he traded a 810
buggy for his watch, and an Albany editor
carries an $8 timepiece; while such shining
lights as Henry Watterson and Murat Hal-
stead are burdened with watches costing
from $300 to $500 apiece—Frank Leslie’s
Newspaper.
The Dainty Girl’s "Love Bags.”
The dainty girl is full of fancies for decor-
sting her room. One of the latest ideas is the
strm of “love bags,” made of bits of silk
whrc have done service as gentlemen’s cra-
vats, or scarfs,_or wedding gowns, or party
dresses Thesllk is made u into bags about
two or three mches in widt , the upper part
being fringed and tied just below wrth nar-
row ribbon to match in color. These bags
fire stuffed With cotton and sachet powder,
Juli a dozen of these trifies being strung to—
father and hung at the side of a mirror, or
rom the hack of a chair or the head of the
bed, permittlng the dreamer to im '
-m’w -
He had had a fire off and on, '
agine her-v -
“self in a flower garden-Omaha World-
‘Herald. ” . .
GAzETTE. _WEDNESD AY JAINUARY -15, 1890.
A DESPERATE STRUGGLE.
SAVED BY A BRAVE OUTLAW FROM
AN INFURIATED BULL. '
Dodging Behind Trees to Escape the Ter-
rific Charges of the Iliad Brute—Felt
Sure lie \Vas Doomed—A Magnificent
Exhibition of Horsemanship.
Mr. Charles Davison, a well known stock-
man of this vicinity, reports a singular and
well nigh fatal adventure which befell him in
the valley of the Franklin mountains, lying
north of this place. Your correspondent
calling on him learned the following particu—
lars which Ire gives in Mr. Davison’s own
words:
I had ridden out to a ranch owned by a
man named Blake, about twenty miles from
my place, for the purpose of looking at a lot
of imported sheep he had for sale, and was
returning when I met a Mexican with a bro-
ken arm hobbling along the road, who told
me that a bull had charged him the day be-
fore and flung him into a water hole, break-
ing his arm and bruising him seVerely all
over. The bull was a wild one from the
mountains, and dangerously savage from
some cause.
A DANGEROUS SITUATION.
The Mexican warned me that he was
doubtless still in the neighborhood, and that
it would stand me in hand tdkeep a lookout
for him. I had ridden a mile or two when I
dismounted to drink of a little running
stream I had reached, and to eat my lunch.
My horse I left standing without taking the
precaution of tying him, though without un-
saddling him. .He was a young mustang, as
nervous as a woman, and, without any ap—
parent cause that I could discover. threw up
his head all of a sudden and broke down the
valley in a mad gallop, carrying, of course,
my saddle, with my belt containing my pis-
tols, which I had rather foolishly removed
from my waist an hour or two before, and
hung from the horn of my saddle.
There was nothing for it but to follow the
horse on foot, so off I put in as bad humor as
you can imagine, for I was already fatigued
by my long ride, and a tramp of perhaps
miles was anything but inviting. I trudged
on for an hour or two, until my feet were
cut and blistered by the sharp rocks, and
had sat down to rest near a clump of cot-
tonwood trees, one of great size, and the rest
of them more saplings. At that moment I
heard a loud roar and a crash in a bush be-
hind me, and out rushed at a terrific pace a
large bull, charging straight at me. 'I had
only just time to throw myself to ,one side
flat on the ground as he thundered by me.
My next move was to make for the clump of
cottonwoods, which I succeeded in reaching
justas the bull turned again. My but had
fallen to the earth as I ran, and this the
animal now attacked with a ferocity and
maddened rage that showed how little mercy
would be shown the man when his turn came.
Having tom the hat to pieces with horns
and hoofs, and having smelled me out, he
commenced a circuit round the trees, stamp-
ing, pawing and bellowing frightfully. With
his bloodshot eyes and long, sharp horns, he
looked like a demon. I was quite unarmed,
having, by some unlucky chance, neglected to
put in my knife in leaving home, and my
pistols, as I said before, being in my saddle,
and I was wearied unto death. Thevsituation'
was a desperate one, and my only chance con-
sisted in dodging the bull round the trees un-
til he should be tired out, and this was, in-
deed, a faint hope, for the animal seemed
fresh and warranted to outlast the strength
of ten men. The bull charged again and
again, sometimes coming against the tree
with such force that he fell on his knees,
sometimes bending the saplings behind which
I stood until his horns almost reached me.
There was not a branch of the one large tree
low enough for me to seize and climb up, and
I had no time in whichto scale it between the
bull’s charges. .
How long this awful game of “touch
wood” lasted I cannot tell, for after the first
excitement of self preservation passed off
wearinem again took possession of me, and it
required all the instinct and love of life in me
to keep me on my feet. Several times the bull
left me for a few seconds, pacing suddenly
away, bellowing his malignant discontent of
my refusal to come forth and be trampled
and gored to death, but before I could cross
over to a better position he always came
back at full speed. My tongue began to
cleave to the roof of my month, my eyes
grew hot and misty, my knees trembled un-
der me, while a ringing in my ears warned
me that nature was exhausted, and I felt it
impossible to hold out until dark.
'rna unseen.
At length I grew desperate, and determined
to makearun for the opposite covert the
moment the bull turned from --me again. I
felt sure'I was doomed, andzthoughtnof it
until I actually began'to welcome the idea1 OF
its ending in any way. The - bull-seemed do
know I was worn out, and'gr‘ew more rapid
and fierce in his charges, but just when I was
going to sit down under the great tree and
let him do his worst, I heard the rattle of a
horse among the rocks above, and a shout
that sounded like the voice of an angel. Then
came the barking of a dog and the loud re-
ports of a stock whip, but the bull, with his
devilish eyes fixed on me, never moved. Up
came a horseman at full speed, and crack fell
the lash on the bull’s blaékihide, while the
blood spurted out in along streak. The ani-
mal turned savagely and charged the horse
man, bellowing with astonished rage and
pain, but the horse wheeled round just
enough to bafile him—no more—and again
the lash descended, cutting like along flexi-
ble razor; but the infuriated hull was not to
be beaten off with a whip—he charged again
and again. ’But he had met his match, for
right and left, as needed, the wiry Spanish
mare turned, sometimes on her hind, some-
times on her fore legs. It was the most
magnificent exhibition of equestrianism I
ever saw, and I actually forgot my fatigue
and exhaustion while I watched it.
My rescuer now shouted something, leaped
from his horse and strode forward to meet
the bull with an open knife between his teeth.
As the beast lowered his head to charge, he
seemed to catch him by the horns. There
was a struggle, a cloud of dust, a stamping
like two strong ‘men wrestling. I could not
see clearly, but the next momeht the hull
was on his back, with the blood welling from
his throat and the limbs quivering in death.
The stranger, covered with dust and blood,
came up to me then, saying, apparently as
unconscious of triumph as if he had been
killing a calf in a slaughter house: “He’s
dead enough now, sir; he won’t trouble any-
body any more.” I walked two or three
paces towards the dead beast, when my
senses“ failed me and I fainted. When I
came to myself myhorse was. standing near
me, tied to a bush, and my strange rescuer
had withdrawn a few feet and was watching
me intently. I went up to him, and thank-
ing him for theservice rendered me inquired
the name of-hiln to whom I owed my life.
The man laughed—a little and then replied:
“Well, I. don’t-mind telling you,iunder the
circumstances. I am —-'-.” No; I’ll..-leave
his name untold—ebb was an outlaw and a
fugitive from jusfice, but he. «thinly caved
mefrom a cruel death, andhe was the finest '
horseman I, ever sum—Yale.“ (Ten) Cor.
Atlaritg Constitution. _ ~ _ .
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Eagles Fish for Trout.
A curious story comes from Clearfield
county, Pa. Mosquito creek flows through a
wooded part of that county, and. the stream
is as full of trout as the dense forest is alive
with various kinds of birds. The eagles find
a peaceful home there, and they are plenty,
too. Some time ago a party of lumbermen
bethought themselves that it would be a good
scheme to catch the trout that inhabit Mos—
quito creek. They could not spare the time
to fish with red and line, and Franklin Hav-
orstraw, the inventive genius of the camp,
suggested the idea of tying lines to bot-
‘ tles. The next day the creek was full of bot-
tles with lines on them. rl‘hey had good luck
for awhile until the bottles begun to disap-
pcrn‘: TO solve the mystery a watch was put
upon the fishing tackle, and Haverstraw and
Chris Moore went on guard. A day passed,
but the bottles were undisturbed, and a good
mess of fish was mught. However, the two
men saw several eagles perched high ill the
tree tops looking suspiciously into the water
below. Then they would soar around and
fly close to the creek, quickly going to the
highest limb of the tallest tree when they saw
the men.
This singular action of the birds set Haver-
straw to thinking, and when he told his part-
nor that it was his belief that the bottles were
carried olf by the eagles Moore scouted the
idea. Haverstraw was firm in his conviction
and the next day the two men hid themselves
among the leaves. At 8 o’clock in the morn-
ing three large birds came in sight. They'
sat on a tree for an hour. Then, feeling sure
that they were unobserved, they made a de-
scent, and each caught a bottle in its claws
and carried it to the bank. Each line had a
fine trout on it, which the eagles proceeded
to devour. The men were dumfounded. For
the first time in their lives they saw an eagle
eating a fish. Haverstraw and Moore re-
mained in their hiding place. To their sur—
prise the birds made another trip to the river.
Only one line had a fish on it, but the other
two birds carried the bottles and lines to the
shore. Before they could devour the one fish
Haverstraw and Moore appeared on the
scene and the birds flew off. The grounds
were then searched, and many of the missing
bottles and lines were found. To shoot the
eagles was the next measure adopted, and on
the fourth day two of the birds were killed.
The third flew away and was not seen again.
—Chicago Herald.
In the Streets of Tripoli.
In the variegated crowd filling the streets
scores of types may be distinguished: Arabs
of the town, draped in their blankets like
Romans in their togas, and, in fact, the
“jaram” is the direct descendant of the toga
and, judging from its looks, seems to have re-
tained all the dirt of those intervening cen-
turies; others, whose costume consists simply
of a flowing robe, generally white, or, to be
precise, which was once whitel Sometimes
this robe is of sill: of vivid hue, and the effect
of that gay note ill a bit of streetislikea
poppy in a wheat—field.
Bedouins, whose limbs. wiry and strongly
muscled, shine a superb bronze color through
their scanty coverings, elbow Jews in ridicu-
lous costumes, half native and half European.
In a few moments one has met with an infi-
nite variety of ncgrms. from the pure type,
almost without nose and with enormous jaw-
bones and huge lips to those whose lincaments
are absolutely Caucasian.
Porters, in simple tunic; corded about the
waist, carry ’llcavy swinging bales on long
poles resting on their shoulders, cheering
their pl'ogrcsr. the while with an invocation
to Allah and his innumerable prophets, chant-
ed by ull old man and repented by the chorus;
a true song of savuges, bursting forth like a.
fanfare of trumpets. Veiled women, volum-
inusly wrapped, pass by like ambling bun-
dles of clothes. '
Officer's by scores, those of the new school
stifi’ but non-L, trying to resemble their Ger-
man confl'crcs, since Lilc fashion in Turkish
circles is to imitutctllc lions of the day; the
older oflicers kindly looking enough, but in
what miserable costumes! Moorish dandies
stroll and pose languidly about, seemingly
absorbed in preserving their immaculate
patent leather slippers from an impertineut
fleck of dirt. Crafty featured Greeks and
Levantines thread their insinuating way
among the motley groups. At each step it
is a new tableau, and the desire seizes you to
stop while the eyes fdllow ‘a curious type,
and, turning from it with regret, you see ten
as interesting—A. F. J acasy in Scribner’s.
Dr. Talmage’s Early Home.
My mind also runs back to one of the best
of early homes. Prayer like a roof over it.
Peace, like an atm here in it. Parents
personifications of faith in trial and comfort
in darkness. The two pillars of that earthly
home long ago crumbled .into dust. But
shall I ever forget that early home? Yes,
when the flower forgets the sun that warmed
it. Yes. when the mariner forgets the star
that guided him. Yes, when love has gone
out On the heart’s altar, and memory has
emptied its urn into forgetfulness. Then the
home of my childhood, I will forget thee;
the family altar of a father’s importunity
and a mother’s tenderness, the voices of affec-
tion, the funerals of; our dead, father and
mother with interlocked arms like intertwin-
ing branches of trees making a paternal
arbor of peace and kindness—then ‘I will
forget thee—then, and then only.
Gates of pearl, capstones of amethysts,
thrones of dominion do not stir my soul so
much as the thought of home. .Once there,
let earthly sorrOWS howl like storms and roll
like seas. Home! Lot thrones rot and em-
pires wither. Home! Let the world die in
earthquakes struggle and be buried amid pro-
cession of planets and dirge of atmospheres.
Home! Lot everlasting ages roll in irresist-
ible sweep. Home! No sorrow. ‘No crying.
No tears. No death. But home, sweet home,
beautiful home, everlasting home, home with
each other, home with angels, home with
God—Rev. T. De Witt Talmage in Ladies’
Home Journal. _
The Daily Paper.
The Chicago paper which has been inter-
viewing prominent people as to how a daily
newspaper should be managed has produced
a sort of composite photograph of a daily pa-
per. In other words, each person interview-
ed stated that he would exclude all matter
which did irot interest him. The result, says
a writer in America, is' that a paper pro-
duced to please all the people interviewed
would somewhat resemble the average daily,
as it would comprise various features. The
fault with our papers lies not so much with
the publishers as with the readers. If the
majority of the readers desire amoral and
instructive newspaper they can have . it by
bestowing their patronage upon such a sheet.
But one of the gentlemen interviewed made
a. thoroughly sensible reply. He was a bank-
er, and when asked what policy he , would
pursue were he managing editor of 'a great
daily newsPaper, he replied that he would re-
sign at once and let, somebody. who _ knew
something about the bunnessmanage it.
., *Juetflkelhmley‘. xx
Augustus—I don’tthiukDumley issocon-
ceited after all." H.9_admitted to me the
«<w . .
other day that becometimes made a" fool ”of
Hem’i. . ‘f-That’l‘ justlikb’ Dumle, , _, y—taklng‘
credi‘ tforhimalfot'dolnz’
did , ,t 'oeeuionallywhat
nature neeor‘ilrth- .—
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PATEN‘II’ OFFICE-
R. ll. ‘llllAUFUHD, ~ .
IIIIBSIIIIBIIIS, Ilsa] fistula and Insurance,
ROOM 2, MASON [0 BUILDING.
Wm. Lockwood,
Real Estate, Insurance and Investment
Securities. .
MONEY To LOAN-
Insurance ['lllced ill First-Class Companies
Olllce—Col'. MAIN .l'n WALL STS., NORWALK
ly 13 ‘
Drama-Ismail?
Everything in Dentistry, and Everything
Fully Wurrauted.‘.
W. II. B.\ LDWIN, D. D. h...
68 Wall St., NorwaIk, Ct.
l. uuuuuu uuuuuuru,
Attorney and Counselor at Law,
'Room NO. 4, Up Stairs.
GAAE’I‘TE BONDING, NOltWALK, CONN.
ALEX. s. GIBSON,
Organist of let Congregational CIl urcll. Waterbury,
Teacher of
Pianoforte, Organ and Musical
Composition,
Lock Box 39 P o..NOllWALK.CONN.
MR. if). F. DANIELS.
I \‘ STRUCTOR UPON TH E
PIANfl-FIIRTE AND UIIGAN.
Especial attention Iveu to Hal- -
mlcal Studies. 3 mony and Rhyth
3m47 Lock Box 114, N orwalk, Conn.
‘TNA INSUIKA NC
incorporated 1812. Charter Perpetu
CAPITAL AND ASSETS, $8,902,272.84.
Insures against loss and damn e b F ll
terms adopted to the hazard and gonshtelgewi‘ih
helaws of com naation. COWLES a MERRILL
SoleAgenta for orwalk and vicinity. '
MINER D. RAN DALL, Architect and Super
ruteudent.
Plans and Specifications for all kinds of Build-
89- .
Artistic designs for stuirways, mantels, side-
boards. etc.
Framing or working plans for all kinds of build-
ings accurately made.
omce, Cor Main and Wall eta, Norwalk. Open.
Wednesday and Saturday evenings.
Residence, Riverside ave., East Norwalk.
Building Materials, 86¢.
BUILDING STONE, all qualities of sand, eel
lars dug. gardens and grounds renovated
horses and carts for hire. I have some thoroughly
rotted and very the manure for flower beds.
J. W. EDMUNDS,
No.6 South Union Avenue.
P. .0. Box 654, Norwaltk
PLYMOUTH ROCK ICE.
I HAVE a large quantity of Ice on hand. It was
frozen on pure water. It is clear, clean and
solid ice. All orders promptly attended to.
Thanking my customers for past favored solicit
a continuance of their patronage.
R. L. ELLS.
ryr
THE
Norwalk Fire Insurance Co.
lies now completed Its
18“: SUCCESSFUL BUSINESS “All
And has not outstanding a dollar of unpaid losses
:zcllums for losses. No sound company insures
r ess.
W. C. Srunr, Pres, Geo. B. ST. JOHN, Tread,
Glo. R. Gowns, Secretary.
Express.
Patronlze the old reliable
ADAMS EXPRESS COMPANY.
LOW RATES AND PROMPT DELIVERY.
Branch omce, Norwalk. at S. K. Stanley’s
Mam Ollice a: Depot, South N orwalk. ma
L. llUN’l‘, Agent.
o. A. FRANKE,
THE HAIRG UTTER,
No. l Gazette Building.
HOT AND COLD BATl-ls.
PENSIONS
And GOVERNMENT CLAIMS luv sole busi-
ness. Rejected and increase claims aapeclall'ty.
Don’t delay. Address or visit
GEN. WM. NOBLE,
No. 91 STRATFORD AVE , BlllDeErorz'r, Cr.
II E H II V II II 8 s ,
Restaurant, Cafe and Smoking Rum,
Grand Central Station,
421) STREET AND 4m AVENUE, NEW Your:
Entrance from waiting room, New York, New
llaven and Hartford railroad. “32
FOR KEEPING
CIDER SWEET
USE
' ‘ANTIFERMENTINE.
ONLY 30 CENTS A PACKAGE. ,
AT HALE’S DRUG STORE.
' Sewing Machines.
OF every kind and make. repaired. cleaned
and guaranteed- All orders left at
Spencer’s Jewelry Store,
Will receive prompt attention.
4tp36 ‘
C. J. GRUMAN.
HENRY TILLY
CARRIAGE MAKER,‘ _
SOUTH NOR WALK, - » CONN
Manufacturer of
Family Carriages, Victuuas,Buguiul ll.
All-Kindé’IlTaopoirihg.
large one: BIIIIIII- to Rent.
{IN Gazrrr'rn Building, second floor n-ont
formerly editorial rooms of the Guam
,Bnqulreof _ . ' ,
- t CHASJOLMSTEAD,Norwak.
.. O. E. WILSON,
IqueruI Insurance ll Ileal Estate? Agent
Money to Loan.
Stocks, Bonds &.c., Bought and Sold,
and Loans Negotiated at, Lowest
Rates of Interest. .
ROO'VI NO. 3 GAZETTE BUILDING
Norman. CONN.
W. H. MEEKER,
Plumbing, Steam and Gas Filling,
SOUTH NORWALK, CONN.
Sanitary Plumbing, and Ventilation, and
Low Pressure Steam Healing, a SpeCIalty.
PLUMBERS’ SUPPLIES. '
Pipe and Fitting for Steam and Gus.
Agent fortllc Florida Low Pressure Boiler.
Facilities for Cutting and Threading all 812033 or
Pipe. 50“
T0 HORSE 0 WNER‘S I
We keep constantly on hand a good assortment of
Kentucky and Ohio Horses,
selected with great care in the western markets.
We have horses sultable for all purpbsee and no
one who wants athoroughly reliable animal should
purchase before seeing what we have to offer.
We also keep constantly on hand at our Carriage
Reposrtory a complete line of CA RRIAG ES from
the best makers, which are manufactured for us
to special order ; every carriage war-ranted.
WAGONS and CAR’I‘S of every description.
HARNESSES, \VlllPS, RUBES, BLANKETS '
DANN’S LIVERY STABLE,
OFFICE 48 WALL Six, NORWALK
our. 0. a N. ll. B. DEPOT 35
FURNITURE I
_ Geo. H. ”Raymond,
FURNITURE DEALER,
Has removed to the new and commodions store
four doors above me old stand and stocked it
with N EW GOODS of the LATEST
STYLE and FINEST FINISH.
GEO. H. RAYMOND, Agent.
Furnishing Undertaker and Embalrner.
I give my personal attention to laying out and
furnishing everything necessary for the
interment of the dead.
Residence—No 3 Berkeley Place, Norwalk.
Telephone Communication with Residence.
FIIIINITIIIIII
A Full Stock of Furniture of all kinde'
PABLOR AND BEDRII‘IIMS-E'I‘S
a specialty.
DAVID STOW,
Main Street opp. Depot
SOUTH NORWALK, CONN
GENERAL MARKET
Meat, Fish, Vegetables. llc.
Locuwoou u LOCKWOOD.
MAIN STREET.
All kinds of the beetqualltles 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 t
prove to our customers that we deserve their
patronage by fair and generous dealing.
lv40 LOCKWOOD a LOCKWOOD.
J. C.- .VEWKIRK,
mDENTIST
Dentistry performed in all branches. Gold and
Porcelain Crowns inserted. Gas administered
for the painless extracting of teeth.
Office at residence. Lewis Street near Con-
gregational chu rcll, Norwalx lyflp
Norwallr ~:~ Gazette
JOB PRINTING ESTABLISHMENT.
Wedding Cards, Posters,
Visiting Cards, Bandbills,
Business Cards, Programmes,
Fancy Show Cards, Dodgers,
Ball Cards . Billheads,
Statements, Circulars,
Tag Cards, Receipts ,
Town and Probate Records, Letter Headings,
Books and Pamphlets, Note Headings,
Hotel Registers. ‘ Milk Ticket I
Printed lathe Neatest Styles and at the Lowest
' Prices.
Call and get estimates.
Engraved Wedding (zeros a Specialty.
For Sale at a Sacrifice.
Will be sold if applied for soon,
TEN ROOM COTTAGE.
within ' five minutes walk of the
bridge, with never failing well of
excellent water, and a cistern
holding three/hundred hogs-
heads, for laundry purposes
all modern improvements
conveniences, etc, Cost
owner $8,000, and
will be sold for
$5.000 with 9er
$1,500 down, ,
to satisfac
tory party.-
lm33- LEn’qnire at 'GAzrmz ’Orrron.
‘Ponmn.AI-rs
OIL, PASTEL Bil canvas
Elegant work, at loweet‘Prices,_by ,
BLT. WHITNEY,"
Formerly ofNorwalk.AIcave-erdere .5. Art De-
partment,“ ' BOSTON STORE.“ ‘ Floor, ~ Nor-
wacm. -' y as _
Norwalk Chronicler