OLE BOSSIE COW. Po‘ ole bossie cow‘s down in do marsh, 4 Down in do marsh where do eol’ winds are blowin‘; , Eb‘ry now an' then when do staur: dies away Seems as if I hyard ole bossie cow a-lowiu’. So out by de cabin do I stan’ on de sweep, An’ listen in de win’ an” dampnin’ welldah, An‘t ’pears dat I hear ole bossie cow agin An’ I low dat she say, “Come down in de med- dah.” ' Den down froo de marsh land trampin‘ along, Down froo de glooni‘an‘ de night rains a-fallin‘, Pickin’ my way free de whisperin’ reeds. Co-boss, co-boss, co-boss a-callin‘. Den all oh a sudden I come to a. stop, An’ dar was ole bossie cow so gentle and so kyind, An’ I coax up ole brindlehn’ I lead her by de ho’n; A wee little bossie cow comes follerin’ on behin’, A wee little bossie comes follerin‘ on behin‘. —St. Paul Pioneer-Press. THE GOLDEN TABLE. It was in the summer of 1825, in an out of the way cottage in a lonely New Eng- land town, that one might have heard the following conversation: “I tell ye what, mum, I’m a-goin’ to git out 0’ this. I’m tired 0’ hoein’ an’ a-plant- in’ an’ a-cuttin’ stocks in the fall, an’ a-thrashin’ the flail half the winter. I’m a-goin’ to Furnaceville to go inter the fac t’ry where I can be somebody! You’d orter seen how the fellers from there look! They was just drest to kill last Sunday, when I ketched ’em a—stealin’ apples over’n our back orchard. Shiny caps an’ starched shirts ev’ry one on ’em! So-me on ’em earn three an’ four dollars a week ’sides payin’ board, an’ they say they live like kings at the fact’ry boardiu’ house.” “Wall, J 0c, you hev spelt. Mebbe there’s more ’11 yer head than I think, but land 0’ massy, yeou don’t talk’s of there was. You ’r’s big a feel as yer Uncle Gib. He never ’mounted to shucks, only set ’round on the aigc 0’ Little Pond an’ dreamed 0’ how to git that ere gold table, an’ yer dad an’ I jest dug the meat off’n our bones to feed you young uns an’ him. To think yer dad an’ I should go to work an’ hev a fool in the fambly,” and poor Mum Her- ring seized a pail of swill which she had been scalding, and went out of the little doorway to feed the pigs, whose pen was but a portion of the back yard fenced off cornerwisc by a short strip of rail fence. J osi Herring sat silent. What was it about this gold table? Surely he had heard it before. “Mum” was so mad with him now for wishing to get away from home that he knew she would tell him no more, lest it should make him good for nothing, as Uncle Gib. But if there was a gold table there might not that be abetter thing to go in for than to go to the factory? W'hen “mum” came back from the pig- pen J osi was missing. She snifiled and said, “Gone to the fact‘ry; he’s no ’count anyway.” But he had gone to Neighbor Sanders to learn about that table. ~)'.- 1": -;:— -:+ Q * 4(— At the home of Neighbor Sanders this anomaly, an ambitious Herring, listened to a strange tale. . Ages and ages ago one of the historically lazy, non-working Licrring family had- been possessed by a strong passion for money, piles of money, earned easily and quickly. A traveling pack man sought a night’s lodging at Herring’s cabin, disap- peared mysteriously, or so the neighbors thought when they were not visited by him they next morning as they expected. Not to see the contents of his pack was ,of itself a deep disappointment to these simple people, who rarely saw a peddler more frequently than thrice a year, and surely never indulged in the luxury of trading with more than one out of that thrice. Jake Herring had made a great deal of talk about the cheating scamp who, he as- serted, had risen early while the family were sleeping and gone away without pay- ing for his supper and bed. Yet the neigh- bors whispered their doubts to each other. and in a few months the Herring family were suspiciously well dressed. They talked of presents from hitherto unheard of wealthy relatives. But the neighbors talked of the missing peddler! They be- lieved the fine clothes came from his pack, and wondered if “it would ever come to light.” , Some years afterward one of the more ambitious farmers of this locality resolved to rid a certain field of its tangle of bar- berry bushes. Jake Herring was resting peacefully in his grave, as far as any knew. But there were grave doubts in the neigh- bors’ minds when Neighbor Hand, to his horror, unearthed from beneatha barberry bush the skeleton of a man and a long, leather shoulder strap, such as peddlers used for carrying their packs. “Murder will out,” cried all the town, “and Jake did kill that peddler, and must have used the strap to drag the body from his house to the field, where he buried it under the thorny barberry bush.” Then followed the tradition that a curse came then upon the Herrings that all should remain poor, and wherever they went a barberry bush should spring up, even where ' none could ever be made to grow before, so that the whole world should know the danger—that a Herring was near. But as to all crimes 'some atonement is permitted, or some expiatory achievement is allowed to wipe out the sin. so in this case had it in some way become known that in Little’s pond depths lay a golden table, and if this could be secured by the industry and skill of some one, compara- tively sinless, all the sins of his ancestors might be atoned and the curse pronounced upon even the third and fourth generation might be removed. ’ No wonder that Gib Herring had pon- dered long how to obtain it, and whenever he heard of a white bull calf born at some neighbor’s had tried to purchase it. Tra- dition said, “Twelve yoke of spotlessly white oxen attached to a grapnel iron and driven through the pond by a brave, indus- trious, pure young man would bring to light the golden table and lift the curse of ancestral sins from his own and future generations.” Were he sinful or indus. trious only in pretense then he and the oxen would sink in the, to that day, un- fathomed depths of the pond; while the heavy grapnel iron would'(against all laws of nature) float for seven days as a warn- ing to all that the sin of hypocrisy would never be permitted to prosper or advance one in life. 4 4 ‘ ’ Where the cultured can scarcely shake off superstition...“ is not strange that tin! ignorant cling to it. Josi Herring went. . home in deep thought; twenty-four white oxen he knew must first be trained and in his possession,and he must go EM! tor) '...ondflnd--. . 55 work. He went outhtofinii . inc aluxuriant barbembus. .he-fiuz. It up withcuick, vigorous W "of "t f ' Bride. and ‘Ihovcl. . ..a:haps,;.mh. heme .~ in . . boots. heir-curled». marrow, 5 . “thM-WJEOWW' his heavy," cov'vhidc ‘ number nines; ‘3‘- knceling down belidc thc grcvcllkc cxw“ votion he had made he solemnly vowed. YIEU"°.9L°°P"‘°""?A§WII§!‘ .1:- van. u. NORWALK GAZETTE' WEDNESDAY” oeronnm .15" 1.; 00. never rest till he possessed both oxen and table. . 5 * * * ¥ I ' _ * * Years were spent in the search, years of hard labor, first on one farm, and then an- other. Twenty dollars a month and board for seven months in the year, and $10 in the winter for chores and wood chopping and wood drawing, was no small amount , of ready cash for a Herring. How careful~ 1y he husbanded that money and counted it over and ever! With wise forethought he not only bought each pure white calf of which he could hear, and sent it home to be pastured on the old meadows hired of his father, but realizing how great was the profit in the growth of stock, he bought every “likely calf” he could secure. As time rolled on he had a herd much too large for the few home acres, and was hiring mead- ows and rugged upland of his old neigh- bors. How proud he grew as he learned that he was no longer J osi Herring, but “Mr. Herring, the greatest cattle raiser in New England.” But the day came at last, while he was still in the prime of life, scarcely 40, that the longed for twenty-four oxen were his, twelve yoke of milk white cattle, not a dark hair upon them. Some were new old, sedate oxen; these would make good “end oxen,” leaders and wheelers (if one may be permitted -a little license of speech), while the more frisky, youthful steers would be sandwiched between the more staid along the line. Surely this was a team to be proud of, even without the golden halo that the tra— ditional treasure gave to their value in his eyes. Sometimes he felt so rich with all the profits of his stock raising, accom- plished on the so called worn out farms of New England, that he was almost resolved not to try the chimerical scheme suggested by the Sanders tradition. But the inborn superstition and faith in tradition, that leads the whole world more or less this way and that, deny it who will, at length decided Mr. Herring to set a day when the deed should be accomplished. The thing most to be dreaded was the ridicule of his old neighbors if he failed; this must be provided against. Though he had never heard the old saying, “If you would seal your friend’s tongue, first dine and wine him well,” yet his mother wit suggested this very thing. He bade all friends to a meadow banquet to be held from 11 till 2 on a certain day, and at 3 to be present as he drove his team through the fateful pond. Though the wine was but the best of cider, yet it served its purpose and washed away from the hungry and thirsty months all hyper-critical criticisms-that envy might have suggested. As they ate the cold tur- key and munched the fine pies and cake not one was heard to croak that the table 'would not be found. 4 ' It was with some inner trepidation, cov- ered well by outward calm, that he snap- ped his whip and started his team down the slope toward the pond, while clinking behind the last yoke of cattle came the heavy chain with its grappling hook! All held their breath as Josiah stepped boldly into the water beside the leaders! A11 watched to see him get beyond his depth, and some even whispered, “Can he swim if he finds himself sinking?” But, 10! On and on he goes, till he has reached the middle of the pond. As he has felt the ground leaving his feet, and finds that though the water grows deeper and deeper, as he well knows, yet neither he nor his cattle have sunk an inch lower than when he first began to realize that he was being held up by some wonderful power—as he feels this with increasing surprise he realizes that though deter- mined to try the feat he has not in the past more than half believed in it himself. He doubts no longer, he sees and feels this strange support, and knows now that soon the grapnel will drag on the table. Slower and slower go the oxen now, as if dragging a burden! He and the leaders are coming out upon the bank upon the other side; one by one the pairs of cattle step on land—at last Clank, clank, come the last pair, the sagging chain clanking behind them; there is a gleam in the water surely. Ah, no, ’tis but the glint of a westering sunbeam! But no, there is something—slowly. slowly coming to land, not only the table that shall make the Herrings the Rothschilds of: New England, but the table which shall remove forever the curse from their descendants! The cheers of the assembled neighbors break upon the stillness of the me ows at the south, and the hills at the nort and east catch the sound and cast it back from one to another like giants playing a rat- tling ball game. How the hills echo and echo again, “Long live the Herring fam- ily!” 9% it 4‘1:— iI- ' *- “Goodness gracious me!” sounds the shrill voice of Mum Herring. “Be you a-goin’ to snore here all day? Here ’tis 10 o’clock an’ you asleep. Why in all nater didn’t you stay all night over to Granther Sanderscs? Yer might as well while yer was abcout it!” . Oh, dear, and oh, dear, ’twas nothing but a dream! . . And yet it proved .more, for there was something in J osi Herring after all. When the first-disappointment was over he felt that even the dream had taught him much. Why not fill his father’s past- ures with stock? He actually knew of farmerswho would kill a calf rather than feed it until the law would permit them to sell it to the village butcher, and he- knew that he could get all the 3-days-old calves he could pay for at a dollar a head. ‘ His mother‘agreed to help care for the baby stock, and seen his idea was in work- ing operation. He went to work with a. will, and found, as all will do, that “where there is a will there is a way.” , . In a few years the herd of young cattle on the *New England hills’ was not a dream, but a glad reality. He was now “Mr. Her- ring,” as in the dream; for industry per- mits no evil habits, and those worthy in themselves are not despised because some dead and gone‘ ancestor has hid his dis- creditable head beneath the sod. When the good one’s ancestors has done will not counteract one’s own folly and make it respectable .it is worse than folly to try to discredit the deserving by raking out of their gram those whose best deed to the world was their going out!—Keziah Shelton in SpringfieldHomestead. * . on. That Child! 5 . A wee little girl on Bagg street was left at home for a few days with a maiden aunt _, as sole companion. . askedbyafriend-p , , 5. . . “No, I’m not. Aunt -—-.- is so blamed order that there ain’ta burglar iii-Detroit would dare l . D I ..... it. o 9 mmmmmrdi r I.» he"? Ems, mined } 1 ”flame; 1"“ mmmm ». E.“ ignorant-who mun . "' hm " n dutrbyetfihll' . Mac to destroy varietal which are occurlnyctcr. the am" - recognisednlllnblc'to --,“A.ren’t you afraid of burglars?” was . to go near harm—Detroit News. . ‘ net‘- 111. Neighbor's Dog Alma. Some time ago a camp meeting was be- gun at Hollow Rock Springs, owned by an old fellow named Mayhew. Just after the religious exercises were started one of the officers of the association went to old May- hew and said: “Look here, old man, there is something the matter with that spring water.” “Think so?” “Yes, I know it. awful.” “Wall, I won’t dispute your word. Man’s got a right to his opinion‘ in this here neighborhood.” “But can’t something be done?” “I don’t know but thar mout.” "What would you suggest?” “Wall, I reckon the best thing to do as a. starter would be to take the dog out.” “Take the dog out?” the officer gasped. “What do you mean?” “Mean you had better pull out the dead dog, an’ give the water a chance to prove its innocence.” “Is it possible that you knew there was a dog in there?” “Of course I knowed it when I seed him in thar.” “Why didn’t you take him out?” “Well, it’s old Andy Patterson’s dog, an’ me. an’ Andy ain’t on good terms, you know. Andy is mighty funny about his property. I found the dog, the same one, in my springhouse once, an’ I pulled him out, an’ pulled him putty hard, too, an’ Andy got mad an’ chunked me round a good deal, an’ since that I allus let his property alone.”—-Pittsburg Dispatch. Tastes bad and smells Sunday with the Vanderbilts. The Vanderbilts are all religiously in- clined, and early on Sunday morning the children are washed and dressed and sent to Sunday school. At church time they go to their father’s pew and sit there with him and their mother during the service. In the afternoon they go to Sunday school again. They are never allowed to use horses or carriages, nor to go out, except for a short walk as a matter of exercise. The day is spent very quietly. They have an early tea, and in the twilight the chil- dren gather in the music room, while one of the ladies plays the piano or organ. Cornelius Vanderbilt, William K., Elliott F. Shepard and the ladies of the families join for an hour or two in song. The boys sometimes bring out their vio- lins, the young girls play their harps, and there is an hour or two of the most de- licious music that one could imagine. They sing hymn after hymn, and when the twi- light fades the little ones are put .to bed, to get up the next morning with the glow of. health upon their cheeks, and begin their week of study and play that shall fit them to become strong men and women to administer wisely upon the vast fort- unes that will soon be theirs.——Ladies’ Home Journal. ' Several Historic Fans. ' A fan belonging to a New York lady was originally given by Napoleon to Josephine and then by the empress to Mme. Campau, from whom it passed to its present owner. Of other beautiful fans owned by fortu- nate New York ladies, one painted by De- taille is a spirited picture of horses taking the fence at Jerome park; another, by the painter Berra, minutely depicts a christem ing scene before a Spanish alcalde, while a third shows a charming skating scene in the Bois de Boulogne, painted by Lafitte. The fan which Mrs. Levi P. Morton car-- ried on the night of the Centennial ball is an heirloom—exquisitely carved ivory sticks and charming water color painting on white silk.—New York World. Smallpox in Germany. The law of Germany makes vaccination compulsory, and provides for re-vaccina- tion at stated periods. As a result small- pox is rapidly disappearing, a recent re- port giving the deaths for the whole em- pire as only 198 in 1886, 169 in 1887 and 110 in 1888. Of the deaths in 1888 about four- fifths occurred in parts of the empire im- mediately bordering countries not protect~ ed by vaccination. Comparing the deaths of the larger cities with those of cities in other countries, the death rate from small- pox was 136 times as great in Austria, 30 times as great in Hungary, 16 times as great in England, 24 times as great in Bel- gium and twice as great in Switzerland.— Arkansaw Traveler. Food for Neptune. The quantity of meat thrown overboard into the Atlantic is very great. Out of 186 cargoes of animals sent to British ports in one year from Canada, consisting of 61,092 head of cattle, 61,382 sheep and 75 pigs, 658 cattle, 1,170 sheep and 1 pig were Consigned to the deep during the voyage. 0f the 432 cargoes exported from the United States to this country, comprising 138,661 head of cattle, 30,317 sheep and 17 pigs, 1,570 of the first and 857 of the second class of this live stock were thrown overboard during the voyage, thus numbering 4,856 animals which were pitched into the sea for the year.—London Letter. Precocity. Two scions of a well known Detroit heuse were recently locked up in a room by way of punishment. In their eagerness to escape they adopted heroic measures. Piling dresses, bonnets and bed clothes in the middle of the floor, they starteda bon- fire that brought out the fire department and gave it plenty of work, too. The little rascals went to bed that night as warm as burning room.—lDetroit News. Handy Lamp Shade. ‘If you have a common lamp on your desk you canmake a cheap shade for it by bending a piece of wire half way around the brass beneath the wick screw, leaving the other end long enough to bend up straight a little clear of the globe; on this end fasten apiece of pasteboard by run- ning the wire through two holes in it, like a stitch—Cor. Writer. _ A Practical Believer. ' Troubled'Housekeeper—What can we do to keep our servants? ‘ ‘ 55 . Frilr Reformer—Do you not believe in the. higher education of women? ' ' T. H.-—-Ccrtalnly. I pay‘the best wages because I do believe in the hire education" of 'women.—Plttsburg Bulletin. ASnrp’i-lsc. 5 - ' left your pistol with me, darling. A burs gig-was here last nighthcnd Icurprlced' 4 ' ' awash. brave little woman! Did i you chootfitathlmr“ - . " 1*: 9* hie-”+1.39% a... _ .vl;.I 3!;;:,I -'"l‘r “We: I‘thrcw' Hem-1y Icon, and the choice in i deliberate. though they had not escaped from the . 5 5Wifc‘(to-h band who had been absent ' during‘thc‘ 11131:th am over so gladyou‘ ‘ i.“ j.._.,: ‘ UNDER A seufisame LAMP.- It Needs No Shining Moon W‘hcn Boa! Bounce In in Question. There was comething the matter with the big electric lamp on top of the high pole at the corner. It kept sputtering and hissing its discontent. with whatever ailed . it,.and-now and again it shut oi! its rays entirely, save for a dull red glow that made ugly shadows beyond the house stoops and awnings. “Faith!” exclaimed Mrs. Flanagan, “phwat bedivilment is it I dunno in the light th’ night. It’s been aisy enough now for a week. Phwy don’t it burn or shut up an’ be done wid it?” “A little light’s better’n none, Mrs. Flan- agan, on such a night,” replied Kate, “when the moon must be wearin’ her eyes out lukin’ for the earth, the clouds be so heavy.” “Ay, ay,” assented the elder woman, “that’s like ye; yous’d be flndin’ some good in it if bot’ the sun an’ the moon should get lost altogether an’ niver show us their faces again, so ye would.” Kate laughed and looked tenderly down at the wee face resting on her am. They were sitting on the steps getting what cool their might be in the late hours of the evening. The narrow street lined with up- i turned drays and trucks and scattered over with refuse was silent save for the low rumbling of the machines in the bakery opposite, where white capped Germans were making bread for the city. “It’s a hard time ye’re havin’ since the mother died, Kate,” said Mrs. Flanagan, dropping the bantering tone with which she had scored the sputtering lamp. “Hard ye may say, Mrs. Flanagan,” re- sponded Kate, with trembling lip. “but sure it’s much harder for the children to be without her when they need a mother most,” and she rose to put the baby in bed, hoping that sleep had become no sound that the hot, close air of the tenement would not again rouse her before morning. “Ay, ay,” muttered Mrs. Flanagan, “al- ways a workin' an’ thinkin’ for somebody else, an’ divil a bit of comfort to be takin’ for herself,” and she, too, rose to seek the black room up three flights of stairs where she slept. When Kate came down a few minutes later and found the steps deserted she sat with her face in her hands, trying to ban- ish her thoughts in listening to the dull sounds from the bakery. Presently the trap door to the stairs leading down to the underground workshop opened, and a young man with a white apron and flour- stained clothes peered anxiously across the street. He crossed over and sat below Kate on the steps. “It vas oful varn- zu nacht, Katie,” he said, laying his cap beside him. “Yes, Karl,” she replied; “it must be terrible in there by the ovens.” “So it vas,” assented Karl, “but of doc I tink not. I vas tinkin’ of you, Katie.” “Me?” she exclaimed in mock derision; “faith, haven’t ye enough to think of with yourself, what with your dough and your yeast and your long shovels for reaching after the bread?” “Nein, Katie!” responded Karl, with the equanimity of a man whose mind is set upon a definite policy; “no; dere’s some- ting more, more as all dot. It vas you, Katie, all of it. You know me, Katie,a goot many years, already. Vat you tinks?” The lamp at the corner sputtered furi- ouily, shook its flame angrily and went on . “Karl,” began Kate tremulously, as she rose to her feet. “Yah, Katie, I lofe you a long time al— ready. I haf my pay to-night raiset. I tink you lofe me, Katie; better as dot, I know it!” Karl had risen and they stood close to gether. The lamp at the corner drowned in a vigorous hiss whatever happened be- tween Kate and Karl’s lips, and when in the next instant the street was aglow with light a young man was plodding across the way to look after his dough and a young woman was making her way upstairs with a li hter heart than she had ever known. — ew York Sun. The Traditional Bootblack Vanishing. One of the features of life in New York city that is rapidly disappearing, if not al- ready practically extinct, is the grimy little bootblack of former times. This ragged waif,who has furnished the theme for so many songs and stories, comic and pa. thetic, is a rare figure on the streets of New York nowadays. Like so many .other picturesque things of the past he has been sWept away by the on rolling wave of civ- ilization. He is one of the innumerable victims of the prevailing tendency to trusts and “combines.” His little nail studded box, slung over the shoulder by a strap, with its contents of blacking box, two or three well worn brushes, and the bit of carpet to kneel on, is fast becominga mem- ory only. It has been succeeded by the chair perched on a high goods box, with the soft cushion for the customer and the iron foot rests, that occupy nearly every corner down town. A lusty Italian presides over the chair and is the commonplace successor of the bootblack of old times. Thelatter was accustomed to wander over the city, free as the air, catchinga “shine” wherever he found one—New York Tribune. ' Expensive "Moving.” , Adriver told 'of one trip he 'took that . lasiteditwoweeks, and yet‘the town from which the goods were moved was not half as far away as Bridgeport. Conn. The house in question had been owned by a very wealthy man, a collector of various costly articles, from coins to Sevres vases. After his death the goods were sold in this city, and the driver Who told theater-y had charge of the moving. There were several loads, but the main expense came'in the packing. Most of the furniture had to be carefully burlapped, and nearly all the ob- jects in the‘ collection had to be packed separately and with the utmost care. The vans came to New York by highway, and the bill for moving was upward of 8700. There was no swindle about it. The men employed to pack were expertsrand they earned $4 a day.'-—New Yerk Sun. A‘Pcrpcfunl'l'lrc. 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It con- sists in the collection of the specifics used by notcdspecialists of Europe and America, and bringing them within the reach of all. For instance the treatment pursued by ‘spccial physicians who treat indigestion, stomach and liver troubles only, was ob- tained and prepared. The treatment of other physicians, celebrated for curing catarrh was procured, and so on till these incomparable cures now include diseases of the lungs, kidneys, female weakness, rheumatism and nervous debility. This new method of “one remedy for one disease” must appeal to the common sense of all sufferers, many of whom have experienced the ill efl’ccts, and thoroughly realize the absurdity of the claims of Pat- ent Medicines which are guaranteed to cure every ill out of a single bottle, and the use of which, as statistics prove, has ruin- ed more stomachs than alcohol. A cir- cular describing these new remedies is postage by Hospital Remedy Company, Toronto, Canada, sole proprietors. 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For sale by:H.:R. Hale. We recommend Carter’s Iron Pills to every woman who is weak, nervous and discouraged ; particularly those who have thin,§’palc lips, cold hands and feet, and who are without ambition. These are the cases for which Carter’s Iron Pills are specially prepared, and this class cannot use them Without benefit. Valuable for men also. In metal boxes at 50 cents. Sold by (Iruggists or sent by mail. See advertisement elsewhere. Why suffer from sore muscles? John-son’s Anodyne Liniment makes them very pliable. If You have consuumon couau on com anoucnms Throat Affection SCROFULA Wasting of Flesh Or any Discnac where the Throat and Lung. are Influmed, Lack of Strength or New. Power, you can be relieved and Cured by SGOTT’S EMULSION 5 OF PURE COD LIVER OIL with Hypophosphltes. PALATABLE As MILK. Ask for Scott’s Emulsion, and let no eav- plauah‘mt or solicitation induce you to accept a. substitute. Sold by all Draggists. SCOTT a BOWNE.Chemlsts, ".7. EVERYMOTHER Should Have It in The House. Dropped on Sugar, Children 12cm:3 1d "3 Axonvm: mm for Crou , o s, aggk’feh‘i‘gggsfd‘nsilitis, Colic, Cram 5 and Pa us. Be- lieves Summer Complaints, Cuts, ruises hke magic. THINK OF I T. In use over 40 YEARS in one family. . N & Co.—It is sixty years since I first Dr. I. S Jonxsgonnsox’s Anpnjmn Lin-mum; for more . tist CI] Deacon 2nd Bap From Rheumatism, Scl- sufferer Susana: he Di hthcrla,Cou hs Ca rr , mdggghglera tihrbus, Dmrr‘ (2a,, umene$m8%regefg 11 Body or Limbs, Stiff Joints or Strains, n hi I: his old Anodyne relief and edy cure. Izaapfle free. Sold everywhere. Price .cta, by mail. es, Exprcla paid, 82. I. S. JOHNSON a 00., Boston.“ ING Every T0 Inventors. 6E0. R. BYINGTON. _ ‘ . ' orrrcnr , Cot. lnulsiana Ave. and 1m 81. Washington, I). 0., .G ives his PersonalAttcmion $0 Procuring. Patents for Inventions n the U. s. Patant can an! all Foreign Conan-lbs.” ‘ An experience or nearly ten’ycars In the Patch Officehas given him a perfect. familiarity with every classification of invention and the pan tlcnmr EXAMINERS AND BUREAUS, to which each and every invention is referred. He has econ... plete familial-lungs}: tn; knife oftfrac‘t‘llfi the; Records - 8,. c. . c. -., every detail of the office; andbrvss ms PER- SONAL5A'I‘TENTION to :the. interests 01.1113: ' Clients. ‘Belng on the ground, and visiting the Patent omce dally,~-hc-rcan serve Inventors securing their Letters Patent for more advent: 'gveonsly than Solicitors who do not reside in uhlngton. 5 Searches and r-Rejectcd ' , Applications ' have been rejected, hoiwlllmako .c‘n‘ examination» ‘ nmcgratuflm, 0%. , Prellmlny cc . j 5rton'thc “drew. ~- .. Patent Records, tum-lull of ”10' advice or informa' in r m bc-glvcnln .flllo, ‘ | l to. t! v . . mmnrfim ‘w‘ll hcnmnlcd free of ' c no special very small charge.” ten . . -. .r7,.,'\ .-_.....,'..-., ;:;3.,.‘xl4-‘i 2‘4II ’ a....-- ...,+. n.- ‘ . -»—.:.». . .;.‘.. JHI‘ln- malt: -" Herder- to ciyionic'or‘ o t chto'It 09cc, and ctlc mecnucctlcut Incinerator who. he 10,000 TONS wmcn mu'sr BE solo WITH- 001 Bruno 10 cost. Raymond Bros. Spring Campaign ! House and General PAINTING, Paper Hanging, Kalsuminiug, &c. The subscriber has opened a general Painting and Paper Hanging Shop, at NO. 7 Wl'l‘l-‘R STREET, (James’ Block) N ORWALK, where would be glad to receive any orders from old customers and as many new ones as may favor him with their work. The best ma- terials and best 'workmanehip guaranteed and done at the lowest prices. GEORGE E. OSTERBANKS ALBANY BOATS. I’EUPIE’S IINE. Sieamers DREW and DEAN RICHMOND leave (old p’er 41) North river, foot of Canal street, at 6 p. m.; Brooklyn, Fulton street. via. Annex, 5 p. m., connecting with Express trains for Saratoga, Lake George and all Adirondack pomts, Sharon Springs, Cooperstown, Thousand Islands and'Ni— agara Falls. 2m38 NORWICH LINE FOR BOSTON, WORCESTER and all points North and East. Steamers leave Pier 40, North River, next Pier above Desbrosses Street Ferry, Daily, (Sunday excepted) at 5:30 p. m. Tickets and State Rooms Secured at principal ticket offices in New York, Brooklyn and Jersey City, Pier 40 and on Steamers. Special Excur- sions up Saturdays and down Sundays. New .York to New London and return, $2. Norwxeh and return, $2.25. Sunday steamer leaves Nor- wich 7 p. m., New London, 9 p. m. 2m2s G. W. BRADY, Agent. THE OLD AND RELIABLE DAILY rpm IINE. Norwalk New York. On and after Monday, Sept. 15th,'(until further notice) THE PROPELLERS ' -, g. .'.,.:_‘ City of Norwalk and Eagle Will make daily trips Sundays excepted, for freight between New York. Norwalkand South Norwalk. W Ill leave Pier 23 foot of Beekman street. New York, every evening except Satur— days, at 5 o’clock. . . . . .. - Returning boat leaves Norwalk at 5 p. m. and South Norwalk at. 6:30 p. m. . Freight received from T a. m. to 5 p. m. Freight taken from and received for all points on the Danhury: and Norwclk and Simpson Bail- roads at greatly reduced prices. Upon applicationto A cuts the City of Norwalk and Eagle will be sent or special lots of freight anywhere in New York or its vicinity. WAllpersofla are forbid trusting any of the employees of the boats of this line on account of the‘owners thereof. . llarWa!h~:~ Gazette JOB PRINTING ESTABLISHMENT. Weddingcards, Posters, . . Visiting Cards, Handbills, 5 * Business Cards, Programmes,- Fancy Show Cards, Dodgers, Ball Cards. ' Billheads,_ Statements, ' Circulars, Tag‘dards, Receipts Town‘a'nd P'rbbaté Records, Letter Headings Books and Pamphlets, ‘ Note Headings, Hotel Registers. Mlllecketst- Printedin the Nectcct Styles, 9nd at the Lowest :pnn‘tm’pnmums ~ 5 —’ulsmmsuo4.2mmms,- 53-23%?“Wmau .thmc! . til-Wu; 'Wfltm, P0- Artlfll. mmfitctcm Actors no. 3..le Pom-in ”I“ Won“ [06.1.1301 “0.“. m1 ‘1‘ - - in}? ‘ " ‘-, . . c‘ denomina- cng-tclcu «:3an for!!! l \
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