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NORWALK GAZETTE WEDNESDAY JANUARY 22.1590.

THE CAMEL BELLS.
Tinkling, tinkling over the sands

Of the desert at night. says the legend old.

Came the kings on the camels, with belloof gold,
From the dusks and spices of odorofis lands-—

The jeweled king from the Persian sea,

The puissant monarch of Araby,

And Tarshish’s prince, still young and fair-

And the Golden Star, in the gold dust air,
Swung its censer across the mystic sands.

So first the bells of Epiphany

Wer rung in the night by the camels three,
linkling, tinlzling over the sands.

’ I hope it bc.tr::e. but it matters not;
The world rings sweet, like the camel bells
That fancy hours by the palm cooled grot
Outside the inn by the cattle wells.
They were worshipful hearts and generous hands,
Whoever the Magi may be, I know,
And happy the feet that after them go
In search of the truth from .fi‘gaby,
From the air hung dome or the humblest spot,
And follow the path of the camels three.
Of the shadowy kings and the desert sea,
And the night bells tinkling over the sands.
—II. Butterworth in Harper’s Weekly.

BY PHONOG‘RA PH.

Torn Douglas was young, good looking and
Would some day be well to do; but above all
things he was scientific. His passion for
{ science first because noticeable when he began
:' to learn chemistry in the fourth form at Hal-
stone school. Tom and all his class fellows
were deeply taken by the weird and unearth-
ly odors, the terrifying explosions and the
miraculous bursts of subaqucous fire which
appeared at the will of Mr. Stubbs, the
science master. Indeed they endeavored per-
sistently to emulate their tutor’s exploits;
but even the tutor’s performances were pres-
ently eclipsed by those of his promising pupil
Tom. The boy had a perfect genius for ex»
plosions, so that it soon became customary
among the others, during the two or three
hours which they spent each week in the
laboratory, to give up any little enterprises
of their own, and simply keep an eye on
Tom’s movements. It was usually worth
. their while, for he rarely failed to do some-
thing marvelous.

When the end of the term came, and the
youth arrived at his home in Dulberry, he
(set-elf at once on a tour of inspection round
the home premises. Asmall building,,which
belonged to. the gardener, and was used by
him~as a storehouse for seed, flower pots and
other things appertaining to his craft, struck
hiSIfancy. He found no «diflieulty in persuad-
ingibis too complaisant Iparents to make this
room over to him; and notwithstanding the
murmurs of Sandy, the gardener, it wasemp-
tied of its horticultural contents, fitted "with
benches, shelves and afireplace and generally
laundered habitable.

tChemicals also, and all kinds of apparatus
“were ordered from London. Had his friends
i-not been altogether ignorant of chemicals,
athey would have noticed that the chemicals
vwhich Tom ordered, and for which they
lblindly paid, were chiefly of the kind which
. go to make up explosions. Almost as soon
' as the laboratoryhad'been fitted up the goods
arrived from London. On the first day noth-
‘ ing of note was seen or heard, Tom being too
busily engaged dn arranging and admiring
his treasures to begin experimenting with
them. Soon, however, the household began
to listen in mildioleration to the loud explo-
sions which, at intervals of about an hour,
were constantly heard from the direction of
Tom’s laboratory. They were not quite so
tractable, howeverpwhen the embryo chem—
ist grew tired tori the moment of noises, and
turned his nttentionito the production of un-
pleasant odors. But even then the boy was
quite safe from interruption. They were not
likely to attempt to approach the source of
odors by “which they were already almost
stifled; whereas Tom reveled in the malo-
dorous products -of his experiments, and be-
haved, in an atmosphere reeking with the
most abominable gases, as if he was once
more breathing his native air after a Long
and painful period of exile.

His dove of science grew stronger, if agodd
deal more rational, as years passed by. At
last, when he went up to Oxford, another
room was added to his den. This was .fiur-
nishedafter the manner of the averageam—
dergraduate’s incoms, and here he kept ~his
personal property and did most of his read-
ing. Like most:science men, he was fond of
_ novels, and of these this room soon contained
‘- an extensive and catholic collection. But the
' course of tripllove never did run smooth,
. and at last Tom Douglas discovered that
"" there was one .‘thing which, struggle as he
might to ignoreit, was beginning to interest
, him far more than any of the sciences to which
he had hithertOIdevoted himself.‘ His father’s
brother had many years ago emigrated to
if- California. Almest immediately be had mar-
' ried, but afterna .few years of hard struggle
, against poverty,l-his wife had died, leaving

to him a littledaughter, Dora. Tom Douglas
‘ was in his fourth year when he heard from
1 home that hisnnknown uncle was dead. His

father had mceiued a letter some months be-
fore, saying that iDora would soon be alone
r} in the world.
‘ She would :be quite rich—for success had
come to her father when it was too late to
save his wife—sand new the dying man begged
his brother to become her guardian, and offer
, her a home. Mr. Douglas had at once con-
, sented, and Doranrrived in England shortly
before the commencement of Tom’s last long
vacation; so that when he arrived in Dul-
berry she burial-ready been there for a week
or tWo. The cousins became very good
friends, and it was the image of a sweet girl-
ish face, blue eyedand a little sad, which oc-
‘ copied Tom’s mind,.-and caused him toneg-
lect his science work Almost entirely.

At the end of the “long” he went upto
Oxford once morqiin «order to take leave of
hisfriends and formally to take his degree,
for at the end of the ,previous term he had
gained a “first” in honors chemistry. This
brief absence from Dena was so utterly pain-
; ful to him that he became aware of the fact
that he really was very much in love with
her. Of course he ought to have known it
before; perhaps he had done so, but at least
he had never acknowledged it to himself. At
any rate, he made hasteto get backto his
' home. .

When he returned to Dulberry he carried
with anxious solicitudc ,a. box, which ap-
peared to contain something at once very
fragileand inestimably valuable. Dora. had
taken aggreat interest in hismientifle studies
—‘or rather he had revived for her benefit his
boyish interest in explosions. After lunch,
therefore, he told her that during his absence
.he had spent a. few days in town, and there
had secured a scientific wonder which she
must examine. -

He took the .box under his arm, and they
went together tohis sanctum in the garden.
Arrived them, he opened the box and took
out a piece of mechanism which, he said, was
a phonograph. He showed Dora how a thin
plate of mica, moving with the air vibrations
caused by the voice, set in motion a small
stylus‘of steel, and how this stylus marked
out its vibrations on a thin cylinder of smooth
wax, which by a screw arrangement was
caused to move at once in tbedirection of its
length and around its axis. Then be shifted
back the cylinder into its original position, so
that the .‘ point of. the ,stylussrested at the be-
ginning of the little channel which it had al-
ready marked out on the wax. ' '

Finally, turning the screw again, he set.
the cylinder in motion, and‘the stylus, trav-

 

 

 

 

eling along the line it had traced thereon,
vibrated as it had done in the first instance.
By this means the mica was once more set in
vibration, and. as it bad communicated its
vibrations to the air, theoriginul sounds were
once more reproduced. _

Tom tried to persuade Dora to sing a song,
but the presence of that silent recorder made
her nervous, and she was content with listen-
ing to the repetition of some trite and rather
disconnected sounds of his own.

The next few days passed not quite happily
for Tom, Douglas. He was in love, deeply in
love with Dora, but he did not dare to tell
her as yet the secret which was, neverthe-
less, betrayed to her keen sight by his every
word and action. He spent a good deal of
time alone in his study, and amused himself
after a rather silly fashion with the phono-
graph.

One day he had gone off on a visit to some
friends, and Dora was feeling lonely and a
trifle weary. Her cousin had begged her to
borrow any of his books if at any time she
wanted something to read, and she went
dOWn to his study to get one. As she went,
.she was thinking of him, and wondering why
he still hesitated to ask her the simple ques-
tion, which she would so gladly answer—the

A PIECE or TOBACCO.

1hr Strange Story That Was Told by an
Old Georgia Detective.

A piece of plug tobacco.

A. life sentence in the penitentiary.

Not a very striking analogy, surely, but
thereby hangs a tale.

“1 followed the business of a detective for
along time,” said an old hand at the busi-
ness as he puffed his cigar in a snug corner
of the station house, “but one of the most
peculiar cases I ever struck was in a Georgia
town not more than a hundred miles from
Atlanta.

"One day 1 received a telegram from a
prominent young man of the place, notify-

.ing me that his father had been murdered

question which he was constantly asking him- 2

self, and to which his love and humility both

gave different answers. She had chosena ,
book, when her eye fell on the phonograph '

lying ready for use on the table. N ow that
she was alone, she thought it would be rather
pleasant to try how her own voice sounded.
She ad read lately in one of the newspa-
pers that people had no idea of what their
voices really sounded like; and she rather

wondered whether her singing, of which she -

was inclined to think highly, was reallyso
good as she imagined. Filled with dread lest
the unflattering phonograph should prove to
her that her voice was harsh and unpleasant,
and not quite decided as to what song she
should try, she began to move the treadle
which set the cylinder in motion. What

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sound was that which fell upon her ears! .

I-Icricousin‘s voice was speaking to her; and
after a moment of blank astonishment, she
listened with a quiet smile, as though Tom
were standing before her in the flesh and my-
irrg what the phonograph now said for him.

This is what she heard: “Dora, darling, I
have loved you since the day when I first
saw you. ,I have longed to tell ' you every
day since then, but have always been afraid.
Will you try to love me just a little?” The
voice lapsed into silence".

“lith a‘ sudden gladness Dora saw what
had happened. Her cousin had-also wondered
how his voice sounded .to-others-to her—and
especially how the question would sound
which hose longed tolask. lVell, the voice
struck her as awkward, constrained, and
quite unlike the cheerful tones to which she
had become accustomed; but the words—

At that moment she heard her cousin’s
voice at the other end of the garden. He had
returned home unexpectedly, and was chat-
ting with the gardener. He would be here
presently, no doubt. '

In a moment she had once more set in mo-
tion the cylinder of the phonograph, and
bending over it spoke a few words in a low,
clear voice. Then she lifted the cylinder back
into its original pesition, and stepped quickly
into the next room—the laboratory.

In a few minutes she heard the conversa-
tion between Tom and the gardener cease.
The young man came quickly down the gar-
den and entered his sanctum. He flung his
hat and walking stick upon a chair, and
then the phonograph struck his attention. He
moved toward it, and stood looking down on
it, with his back toward the door of the room
whence Dora was eagerly watching him.
Then he began absent mindedly to put the
treadle in motion. Once more the phono-
graph spoke, and as he did so Dora moved si-
lently forward and stood in the open door of
the laboratory. “Dora, darling, I have
loved you ever since the day when I first saw
you. I have longed to tell you every day
since then, but have always been afraid.
Will you try to love me just a little.

Tom heard these words, and then, before
he had moved his foot from the treadle, the
phonograph spoke in another voice: “Why
should you be afraid to come and ask me
when you know”—

It was Dora’s voice, and even while he,

wondered at this marvel he heard the same-
voice speaking again. “Toni !” said the voice,
and turning he saw his cousin standing with
half parted lips and laughing rosy face only
a yard or two away from him.

"Dora.” he cried, you have learned my se-
cretl”

Dora moved toward him and hid her face
in his shoulder. Then, as he raised and
kissed it, she whispered, “Yes, Tom, long
ago.”—Boston True Flag.

Rigid Economy.

There is a good story told of the econom-
ical qualities of two well known and wealthy
gentlemen living in the east part of town.
says the St. Joseph (Ma) Herald, that is a
good lesson for those recklessly extravagant
persons who are not possessed of the true
spirit of economy. On a certain night one
of these gentlemen "called on the other to
transact a little business at the former’s resi-
dence. The host lighted a candle that they
mightuexamine some papers, but immediame
blewit out again when they were through,
leaving both sitting in the dark.

“Why did you blow out the candle?” asked
the caller.

“Oh, .we can talk in the dark as well as in
tin light, and it saves the candle,” was the
reply.

They continued their conversation for a
short time, when the host heard some mys-
terious sounds coming from the direction of
the callerls chair, and inquired what his
friend wasdioing.

“Why," said the friend, “it’s dark in here,
and no one can see me, so I thought I would
take 0R my trousers to save the wear on
them.”

 

Slightly Absent Minded.

The funniest things in life arise from acci-
dent—in fact, it doubles the humor of an oc-
currence to know that it is unintentional.
Of such are the comical freaks of absent
minded people—comical, that is, to every one
but themselves. There is a man in Massa-
chusetts (no matter where) who is frightfully

absent minded. One day he was going to

town with a load of buy. He led the horses
wt of the stable, with homes on their backs,
and with a pitcbfork in his other hand, calm-1
Ily walked to town. There he hitched his
homes and spoke to a man about storing his
hay. “Where is the hay?” was the natural-
question. “My goodnes!” exclaimed the ab-
sent minded man, “have I left that wagon at
home?” He had, and there was nothing to
do but go back after it. He trudged home,
about two miles, and then discovered that he
had left his horses hitched in town. It is
presumed that he then gave it up as a bad
job—Exchange. j - ‘

Pigmy Camels.

The western part of Persia is inhabited by

a species of camel which is the pigmy of its
species. They are snow white, and are on
that account almost worshiped by the people.
accorded

, . . ,

In return for the kind treatment

,the shah whilein Berlin he has‘presentcdithe

municipality with ‘two of these little wonders.
The largest is '27 inches high and weighs 61
pounds. Thenoher is 4 inches less, but the
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and robbed in the streets, and asking me to
come and work up the case. The next train
bore me to the town, and as I stepped off the
cars I met the town marshal. He had a
badge and a sort of club stick, and I asked
him if he was the marshal. -

“ ‘Yes, and I am looking for an Atlanta
detective.’

“ ‘I guess I’m your man.’

“ ‘All right. Let’s get into the ’bus and
drive up town.’

“ ‘No. I’d rather walk up and talk about
the case.’

“ ‘Well, I’m in a hurry. The coroner’s in-
quest is going on, and I am the first witness.’

“That remark struck me at once, and put
me on my guard.

“ ‘W’ho do you think did it?’

“ ‘Well, I haVe no idea. I have not heard
any guesses made yet, but I think you had
just as well turn your attention to the ne—
groes. No white man did that deed.’

“ ‘Why do you think so?

“ ‘Because no white man would have taken
everything from a. man’s pockets, as the mur-
derers did from his.’

“ ‘that did they take?’

“ ‘Everything. They even took a little
piece of tobacco, about that long-measuring
on his finger—and you know no white man
would have cleaned him out like that.’

“ ‘Did you search the body?’

“ ‘No; his son told me about it, is how I
came to know.’

“By this time we had reached the place
where they were holding the inquest, and
cautioning him not to reveal my identity, I
left him.

“On the next day I met the murdered man’s
son. He did not know that I was a detective,
and I began to ask about the murder, and
among other things casually asked what the

‘ robbers had taken.

“ ‘Why, they took his watch, his knife, the
buttons out of his shirt and his pocketbook.
Just cleaned out his pockets.’

“ ‘That all?’

“ ‘So far as I know. They just took every-
thing they could find, it seems.’

“ ‘Did he have much money?’

“ ‘He must have had a considerable sum,
as it was Saturday night.’

“ ‘What did you say just now about that
piece of tobacco?’

“ ‘I didn’t say anything about it, but since
you have mentioned it I remember, now, that
he must have carried a small piece of plug to-
bacco. He was a very economical man, and
he always kept the crumbs cleared out of his
boxes in the store during the week, but on
Saturday night he would cut Off a little piece
and put it in his pocket to chew on Sundays.
That 'was his practice, invariably, and he
must have had a piece with him, but none
was found when we searched his pockets.’

“ ‘That is a little strange, and maybe the
murderer or murderers took that also.’

“ ‘They must have done so, for it was such
a rule with him that I know he did not leave
the‘étore without his Sunday piece of plug
tobacco)

“I left the young man and set to work in
good earnest then. The marshal came to my
assistance, and w very solicitous about
catching the crimina‘. s. W'e scoured the tow-n
and community for some clew, but tho'more
we sought the more the mystery deepened.

“For two days we worked like beavers, and
at the end of the second day I became fully
satisfied in my mind that I had the thing
dead. Going down town I found the marshal
and placed him under arrest. Then I arrest-
a barkeeper as his accomplice. The news
spread like wildfire, and the citizens were al-
mOSt ready to mob me, but I had the two
men committed to jail. .

“When the trial came on the twelve jurors
Were not out twenty minutes before they
{nought in a verdict of guilty of murder

with a recommendation for mercy. The rec- .

ommendation was'urged and carried by the
twelfth man, who would not agree to render
averdict of murder pure and simple on cir-
cumstantial evidence.

“In delivering sentence the judge told the
marshal that were it not for the recommen-
dation, which left him no discretion, he
would put the extreme penalty of the law
upon him, so well satisfied was he of the guilt
(if the prisoner at the bar.”

“And he went up for life!”

“Yes, and spent six years in the peniten-
tiary. But Governor Stephens pardoned
him out as soon as he was elected. You see
he believed in the innocence of ‘ his client, so
he used the pardoning power to set him at
liberty."

"‘And the piece of tobacco was the first
claw!”

“Yes, as soon as the marshal mentioned it,‘
the idea occurred to me that he must have
known a great deal about it to have been able
todescribe even the size of it, although he
did not search the pocket, and had no reason
for knowing that the murdered man carried
such a. piece unless he took it from his pocket
after the murder. ”—Atlanta Constitution.

Quito .8 large Dinner.

The Paris correspondent of The Inquirer,
in describing a. dinner that recently took
place in Paris, presents these interesting fig-
ures: The kitchens were installed in the cel-
lar, near Cousin-Reine. Nothing can be
more astonishing than the size of the kettles
for the vegetables. For soup there were-four

kettles, two containing 250 quarts each, one

800 quarts and the fourth 330 quarts. Each
kettle for vegetables would hold 125 quarts
and the three coflee pots were capable of
furnishing 800 quarts of coffee. There were
served 2,800 quarts of soup, 6,000 pounds of
fish, 5,0“) pounds of tenderloin, 1,2)0 turkeys,
800 ducks, 27,w0:b'ottles of wine, 4,(X)0 bottles
ofgmineral water and , 3,000 pitchers of ice
water. There were employed 109,000p1ates,
20,000 forks, 20,000 knives, 16,000 tablespoons,
15,000 coffee spoons, and 52,000 glasses. The
service required 1,000 butlers, 100 chiefs to
command this battalion, 75 cooks, 90 scullery
boys, 50mm to superintend the wines and
150' assistants—Philadelphia Inquirer.

 

. Swearing in- a Hurry.

“Say, here’s a bijl to be sworn to,” said-a
young man, rushing into a busy merchant’s
oflce in the wholesale district yesterday.

The merchant, began to fume about loss of

time, but the young man cut him short with,
”Plinth all right; there’s Mr. -——, he’s a. no-
tary, at that window across the street, and
he says all you’ll have to dowill be tosbake

the paper and hold up your ' hand, and; he’ll

know what you, mean and . put on his seal.”

The 'merchant weuttotbowindow and held
uphill band according "to order’s,a young

men across. theatre“ nodded and smiled-mud

tbooeth was recorded, bereb'eloivmbéther the

m8 azure Winchester"
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Ask Your Friends About It.

Your distressing cough can be cured.
We know it because Kemp’s Balsam with-
in the past few years Imscured so many
coughs and colds in this community. Ils
remarkable sale has been won entirely by
its genuine merit. Ask some friend who
has used it what he thinks of Kemp’s Bal.
sam. There is no medicine so pure, none
so effective. Large bottles 50c. and $1.
atall druggists, Sample bottle free.

What One Woman is tired ox. '

1 am tired of a woman who cultivates her
brain at the expense of her heart.

Tired of men who don’t take care of women.

Of clothes made by a machine that rip
when you pull the string.

Of men who climb over you between the
acts, tear' your gown, make you cross, and
knock over the bonnet of the woman in front
of on.

f children who are dressed in silk and
lace rather than in flannel, and who wear
more jewelry than they do good manners.

Of mothers who think children a nuisance.

Of hearing Providence blamed for one’s
own mistake.

Of sewing on shoe buttons and sharpening
lead pencils—Memphis Times.

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It is foolish to send for the doctor every
time you don’t feel just right. My doe—
tor’s bill for years was over a hundred
dollars a year. which made a pretty big
hole in my wages. For the past two
years, I only spent ten dollars, with which
Ibought a dozen bottles of Sulphur Bit-
ters, and health has been in my family
since using lllem.'—ROBERT JOHNSON, Ma-
chinist.

A New idea for shoe ables.

A Nuremberg firm is bringing out a new
kind of sole for boots and shoes, for which it
claims great solidity and convenience. The
sole consists of a sort of trellis work of spiral
metal wire, the interstices being filled with
gutta percha and ammoniac rosin, which give
them both strength and suppleness. They
are fitted with special nails on to ordinary
soles, and can be produced 50 per cent. below
the ordinary price of leather ones. They
have already been used in the army, and it
is stated that the results of the test are very
satisfactory. The soles were found in good
condition after long and severe usage. —Pall
Mall. Gazette.

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The new national park that is. to take in
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HEADACHE-

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——FOR———

SICK HEADACHE,

———IN

ITS——

Nervous, Billions or Congestive Terms.

This Remedy is the Prescription of

one of the leading Physicians, of Paris

France,and was used by him with unparalleled success for over thirty-years,
and was first given to the Public as a Proprietary Medicine in 1878, and
since that time it has found its way into almost every country on the face

of the-Globe, and become a favorite

remedy witthhousands of the leading

physicians. Medical societies havediseussed its. marvelbus success at their
annual conventions, and after their oficial chemist ,have analyzed tit» and
found that it contained no Opiates, bromides, or other harmful ingredients
quietly placed it among their'standard remedies. . - -

 

TESTIMONIAL-

.. This is to certify that I have
nation of remedies, for Headache,

L. R. BROWN, M. D., l
23 West Jersey St.,
ELIZABETH, N. J ., June 28th, 1889. .5

used for some menthszith much satisfaction, the combi
knewn as Briggs’ Headache Troches. The remedy cure

more headaches, especially such as efieet Nervous Women than anything I am acquainte

with, and if this certificate will be the

sufferers from that trouble,

I shall feel that I have done them a

means of bringing it to the favorable attention

”Ni“.
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