Norwalk Chronicler

Norwalk weekly gazette, Wednesday, October 22, 1890 · page 7

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'Down the long street, in some keen. salty gust
Straight from the sea, and all the sailing ships
111m swwhite, black, white again. with noises

And swiftt Elite the‘1 night the lastst'ar slips.
£1121; up the 1s finiteness, a’alm'et of light.
east grows 'yéll owerI space, 1} it
And trembles: thou, o1ice more and suddenly,
The salt wind blows. and in that moment's

space
Flame roofs and poplar tops and steepr three.
From out the mist at wraps the river ways.
The little boats, lik torches, start ablaze.
—Lizette Woodworth Reese.

CAPT. Knits CAVE.

“Queer tales of Mr. Hudson, eh?”

“Yes,” answered my friend, as his steam
yacht 'shot along the glassy river, dodging
in and out among canal boat -‘ villages,
schooners, ice barges, lordly steamers and
a world of small sail. "Tell me, have you
never encountered a real, nerve creeping
legend along here among these Highland
shadows—some companion tale _to the
wraith out of which Rip Van Winkle
grew? You spend months darting up and
down, in and out here amid the bows and
frowns of Crow’s Nest, Dunderburg and
Storm King.” -

My friend, a scholarly idler, iwhose pet
fancy was colonial history, leaned back on
the bench by the tiller and was lost in
thought. The valley of‘ the Hudson was
visible by a turn of the" [head through more
than fifty miles from the Catskills on the
north to the Fishkill Highlands to the
south of us. WelWére at that mdment be-
tween New Hamburg and Poughk'eefiisi‘e.
That marvel, the most remarkable bridge

the world save one, reached out like a.
spider’s web from shore to shOre above the
gleaming Water. A few spires of Pough-
keepsie pierced the green upon our right.
The castles of rich- men peeped at us from
the verdure clad banks, and here and there
from a velvet park the Yankee liberty pole

 

 

held aloft the red, white and blue, flutter. '

ing in the sultry midsummer sheen.

”Why, yes indeed!” suddenly exclaimed
my friend. “We’ll go ashore there. Old
ZeekWatt. Tromp’s cave.- Capt. Kidd’s
money. Did you ever hear of Tromp’s
cavern? We’ll go ashore. ” And promptly
the graceful little craft began to spring

in toward a small cove that sweeps in a

few miles below Poughkeepme, on the east
bank.

“There’s an old chap here who once vol.
unteere'd to lead me in there,” said my
“Ah, there’s his hut, up there
among those coves Of arbor vitae. ” ‘ ‘

we soon got a dollar or two into old Pete
Puystcr’ 3 hand and hnlocked his tongue
Yes, there where Countless millions' in there.
He had seen the chamber where the iron
pots were hid. Why did he not lift a pot
or two out? He shook his head. We
pressed our question. Why should he be
taking rare db fro or beg
ging‘ up zinc? do an thsmétway, with; kné‘w
where there were pots of money?

It took considerable of: this qu‘eationmg
to get from: P11ys‘ter thité' somewhat start-
li'ng reply. “Ye see I’m the great-grand-
child of Zeek Watt, Tromp—him as the
cave is named after in these parts. Well,
Ze'ek‘ he 19, or was, the child of Capt. Kidd
and—and”—and the old fellow paused.
His bronze cheek bones lost their color, the
only spots on his bearded face that could
pale with emotion. It took another dollar
frOm my friend’s prodigal hand toopen the
Old fellow’s lips again:

After an interval of deep meditation heI
arose feebly, tottered into his hut, brought
outan ancient Dutch Bible and said:

“Gentlemen, swear on this that you will
never reveal what I’m ’bout to,- show you.
I’m getting very old. .I’m 91 in August? I.
can’t last muéh‘ longer 'I ma’yas well tell'
it afore I die.”

We declined to swear, but gave the pa-
triarch another dollar. Avarice is the sin
of age. We argued long on the point that
he was nearly through with this world
anyway, and he would make a powerful
friend of my wealthy friend for his last
sickness by wholly revealing to us the
mysteries of the cavern.

“Especially do I wish to know about the
woman in the case,” exclaimed my friend.
“Who was Matt Tromp’s mother? Who
was the fair prisoner'whom Capt. Kidd left
herein charge of his wealth and his baby
heir?”

Old Pete stared hard at us.

“Who said anything about any bride?"
he asked. .

“\Vhy, you left us to infer that—that
there was a wife, presumably a bride, for
Kidd was not long in one place. And I
presume her spirit haunts the place yet,
guarding those pots of gold.” '

As I volunteered this you could have
knocked Pete down with a feather. I
feared I had destroyed the day’s fun, for
during the next ten minutes the patriarch
scarcely moved so much as to breathe.

We gave him yet another dollar.

Then he arose like a mannikin, lighted a
lantern which he had probably stolen from
some freight train on Mr. Vanderbilt’s
road just below, and mumbled.

“You fellers are prophets. You seem to
know. Take your own risks if you dare.
Come on. ”

We followed him to the entrance of the
Every one has read of the phys-
ical tortures endured by adventurers while
penetrating a cav e. I had, but no descrip-

tion can do justicetothe facts. You are -

prepared of course to ruin your clothing,
but you naturally resent the demands
made on your epidermis.

Yielding all hopes of keeping a whole
skin, you yet draw the line at your bones.
In fact, however, you must draw no lines;
be satisfied if you can draw your ,breath.
Not that the air was so foul, but I have al-
ways found it difficult to breathe the dark-
ness. I must have light in my air, even
the gas burning at night while I sleep. If
you were to turn off the light in my cham-
ber I should immediately awaken from the
soundest slumber. This habitude came
with our first baby in the home. I can
also sleep better with a little noise going
on, for the same reason. Silence 1a to me
terrible.

The cave was the profoundest silence, the
most awful darkness. The dust of 1,000
years lay like a carpet on the stones. The
valley winds had strewn the cavern’s
throat with sand leaves till we sink into
it three inches. It was a perfectly dry
cavern.

“Do youaee them shoe tracks?” asked
Pete, pointing down, with hlslantern held

' 10161. How grateful I was for the voice,

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I '~ whodouéa'

ebb?

lng forward with the dread of seeing the
ghostly lady start out of the gloom.
fi‘E'vIery Christmafifihe comes outwith her

‘ bfim or a.‘ pot of' tho Ptrslhsure!” sclemnly ex-

ea Pete, emphdsizlng each word with
a peculiar jerk of his lantern.
“Whither does she go?” asked my friend.
“Look out or you’ll extinguish our lan-
tern!” I yelled, and Ice adjourned the old
man’s answer. 1-

That darknessi Shall I ever chase its
shadows from my mind! Our feeble taper
became but a revealer of the black gullet
which we were penetrating. Hazy bars

. darted like spedrs into the gloom. From

rocky shelves the masSes of blackness
seemed to break off and tumble as snow in
alpine avalanches. One listened to hear
them crash upon the floor of some chamber
'de'eper down. Then again the strangely
beautifuI darting of our lantern’s rays,as
you have seen the noonday sunbeams dart
down and branch in trembling movement
into the heart of a turgid pond.

We walked erect. We :Were frequently
in chambers of considerable size, as was
easy to perceive by the tench of the hand

on -the rocky corridor, then nothing to

touch, then the narrow passageway once'
more. In not one of these gigantic cham-
bers did the darkness yield to our light

Tsufllciefit to show d1mensions It was in-

deed darkness eternal. Since the sun was
created here was space where he had never
shone. Yet the air- was Cool, and grew .3

.sweetei', evé'd exhilarating, as we proceed-

ed. Proceededl Athousand times had I
resolved to return, but old Pete seemed
deaf. N 0 word Off entreaty penetrated his
ears. Even the chink of silver dollars
would not rouse him to any response. He
plodded on, On. We thought of the aged

.- guide’s fe'eble heart beat with its 91 years

of throbbing. What if he were to drop
and. Join the ghostly shades that mayhap
haunted the place? ‘

We were about agreed on forcibly halt-
ing him. when, in an eye’s twinkle, the de- -

'cayed Old man began to dance. As he

sprung up and down and waved his" hunt
a change chine over him. He Wore in
aspect of a boy, and a light, soft, phi

pheresccnt} beautifhl, broke"- over him,

over the lordly chamber where we stood.
“See yonder!” We bOtIh spoke it. '- ' "
The wonderful glory shone from a per.
son.
' “The woman in the case!” exclaimed my
friend. '
. “Capt. Kidd’s bride, ” I replied, and we
both laughed, though why we laughed I
do not know; surely I was never more
deeply terrorized in my life. Probably it '
was not a very joyous laugh. As for our
.yonthful- -a_g_e'd guide, he was now fairly on
his knees before the apparition.
It was the figure of a pleasing wOman,
English, I should say, though my friend
says Dutch to this day. I think she spoke

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ctnresque me. ‘o t e Other-
Pi 'But then- her robe was so shining
white that no eye could linger on it long.
Behind the lady stood the precious pots
of treasure trove. Spoils from theSpanlsh.
main and pelf from the Rdman sea; Blood

money! .A pirate’s wealthl Toevery glitter- ‘
“1 ing piece a dying seller’s hands had "clung.

The groans of deck loads of wounded men
seemed. still to l'u'r-k ainid' the mossy piles.
The rude kettles ran over with the stuff.

' Handfuls lay' on the floor abdut the prong

like legs of each old cauldron. . .

I said she spoke. If I understood her
alight this is what she said:

“Return! This wealth' 1s in trust. Know
ye the Van Houghtapootings, of great New
York’” 9

My friend managed to groan out that he

was acquainted with this __very old family ,

in the persons of some Of its latest repre-
sentatives.

' “This wealth' is their supply. Once each ’
year, at Christmas, I take them a pot of
this silver and gold. That’s how they live, '
for they toil not, neither do they spin.”

I awoke. We Were lying quietly mid-
stream of Newburg bay, the yacht softly
cradled in a midsummer’s twilight.

“That fish dinnerl” I exclaimed to my,
friend. “It made me dream.”

' 1 “Exactly my case,” he“ replied.

On comparing our dreams they were sin-
gularly alike, in fact quite identical. A
dneam, I confess- Nevertheless there is
some such legend floating amid the purple

4 shadows of the Highlands on the Hudson.

—Emily J. Haynes in Boston Globe.

Clocks in Washington.
Congress kills time by nearly a thousand
clocks. At the hour of noon more than
ten thousand strokes of tiny bells sound
through the great building. 011 all ordi-
nary occasions 12 o’clock is the beginning
or the end of the day at the Capitol. For

the committees it is the close of the day;

in the halls of congress the morning hour
begins just when the last hour of the
mermng has closed. When the ball drops
at meridian on the dome of the observa-
tory. when the whistles sound and the
bells ring throughout the city, 'and the
workmen everywhere begin to rattle their
dinner pails, the hands of the electric
clocks at the Capitol spring straight to the
hour of 12, picking up a moment of lost
time or dropping a moment they have
marked too soon.

Then the speaker’s gavel falls and it is
the time for morning prayer. High noon
is the hour of hours in this marble temple
of law and disorder. All the Capitol
clocks must mark that-"punctually if no
other hour in the day,'and all the bells
must strike in unison. At noon congress
has its birth and at noon it expires.

It is only on extraordinary occasions when
congress is hardly its natural self that it
meets from day to day at any other hour.
All committees, unless they have received
some special dispensation, cease to have
power to act as committees when the clock
on the mantel strikes 12. Action taken
after that has no binding force. There.
fore the official clock, whose statement as
to the hour cannot be disputed, is on the
mantel in each of the hundreds of commit-

. tee rooms—Washington Star.

 

A Reminder of a Terrible Event.

“Did you ever notice that the hands on
nearly all the wooden clocks used as signs
by jewelers point to the hour of 8:17
o’clock?” askedahoary headed jeweler of
the town crier recently. “I have, ” was
the reply, “and would like to know the
reason for it. ” “Well, I will tell you.
Abraham Lincoln was assassinated just
seventeen minutes pastSO’elocIk. At the
meeting of the Jewelers" association, Of
New York, it was decided to change the
handsonall‘dummy’cbchuscda‘e signs.
so thatm they would point to this hour...

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loans ranging from 8100 to $5,000, for
thirty, sixty and ninety days. The men
who negotiate loans on these policiesare
for the most part speculators on the Board
of Trade or on the Stock Exchange. A

man engaged' 1n that business never gets ,

through. One 'of these men brings me a
life policy and says he wants $100 for
thirty days.

Of course, befdre a dollar is ever loaned
on this sort of security there are several
things necessary. A statement of the cash
value .of the policy from the company must
come with the policy, and certain assign-
meats must also be apparent. Everything
being satisfactory, he gets his loan of $100.
Say I take out 1 per cent. —I don’t charge
any less. At the end of the month the
phantom chaser comes in and asks me to
carry him over a month. I do it, ofcourse,
he paying the same interest.

I have policies in my safe that I have
been carrym g in that. way for over a year.
I never lend on longer time than ninety
days, but of course I renew. .I dOn’t say I
will, but I do.
do the same thing. They say they don’t,
but I know better. You go' into many of
the banks in this city and ask for a loan
on the most unqualified security for six
months or a year and the banker will have
the heart disease. But he will renew pa-
per that is secured month after month,
with interest taken out, and he is glad of it
unless, of course, the sum is tOO heavy to
risk. I am not making any complaint.
The only thing that makes me tired' is that
I am called a shark. I am. -B11t what a
school of us there isl—Chicago Tribune.

 

' i J as Choate Is Somebody.
It is often interesting to note the private
habits and manners of men who play lead-

ing parts on the public stage. There was -

a blockade of street cars at' Park row, just
in front of the postOfllce, at 56 bolock one
night. A tall man, with plpe stem legs
and a slender torso which seemed scarcely
capable Of sustaining the massive, tower;

' big head, senator-ed ’along, with one hand 1
in the right trousers pocket, deeply ab-

sorbed' in thought.

A crowd was awaiting £1111; lifting or the ' ’
blockade. The man, '11.ft1'ir"‘1ax careleIiIs up- ‘

ward glance, scrambled over the platform
of two cars with his eyes still fixed down-
Ward as if in a brown study. The crowd
accepted the lesson. He entered a Sixth

avenue “L” car in which he took the only .

Vacant seat --—~.- 1...”;‘1 5-
At Chambers street a poorly (LESSOd

woman entered. No one stirred; Amin-

utc“ afterward the main~looked-up.Bou'1id'-'

" ing from his seat, hat' in hand, with a low

bow and a deeply courteous one, he said,
“Allow me to offer yOu a seat, madam.”
With thanks the woman accepted and
closely wutdied the face Of the than, which
was in an instant again wrapped' in the ab—
stract expression of deep meditation.

For ten blocks the woman’s eyes rested
on that strong, intellectual face. Suddenly

she turned toaman sitting at her side. ,

“Do you knowthat gentleman?’ sheasked.
‘That’s :Joe: Cheats, the great lawyer,” was
the repl. “01.1,. ” she ejacpl with

 

2 air of re 1ef,,“I»w'ae surehe was‘m ebody ” ' ‘

—-‘Nevf York Telegram

Two Interpretatlona.
A great deal has been said of late about
Marie Bashklrtseft, a talented and egotisti-

. cal young Russian-girl who at her early

 
 

 

but why

Among her other giftb‘ s‘hethfi'wstrong
sense of humor, and oneI 1.
rence in her mother’s dra 8 11
said to have delighted her beyond meas-
are.

One day aman of some pretension was
calling upon Mme. Bashkirtsefl, and his

hostess wondered within herself wheth-

er the day’s "bill of fare would justify her
inviting him to dinner. She called a serv-
ant and gave him a whispered direction to
find out what the cook had for them. The
man departed on his errand, and the visitor
began telling an entertaining but rather
extravagant anecdote.

Just as he reached the most incredible
part the butler threw open the door and
announced distinctly, “Madame. c’est un
canard” (Madame. it is a duck).

The company burst into irrepressible
laughter, for the term “canard” is applied
by- the French to any wildly improbable

story. —Youth’s Companion.

Scotch Middle Class Thrift.
A Scotch woman, the wife of a Philadel—

phia merchant, returned from her own .

land with some very funny stories of the
canny middle class Caledonians. As a girl
the nearness characterizing them was un-
noticed, but after living on this side, she
says, American liberality in money mat-
ters contrasts very strikingly with Scotch
thrift. Her first outing after getting home
was on the invitation of a young man, a
cousin, who was civil enough to ask her to
a county flower show.

As his father’ s carriage was used in
transporting them to the show no ques-
tion of who was to pay arose until they
reached the entrance. Here the lady, ac-
customed to having her escort make ar-
rangements, stood gazing idly about, giv-
ing the matter no further thought. Pict-
ure her rude awakening to national
customs when Cousin Robin gave her
elbow a gentle nudge, and in the most
matter-of-fact way advised her of the sum
necessary to purchase a ticket. “Just you
step over there, Jeanie, and pay it to that
man in the plaid. ” It was not altogether
stinginess, she continued, for, once inside,
Robin bought her a nosegay costing three
times the price of admission. —Illustrated
American.

Shaving with Vaseline.

A friend of mine a few months ago told
me how to shave easily and painlessly, and
I have never shaved in a barber’s shop
since. The plan is to use oil or grease in-
stead of soap to prepare the chin and soften
the beard. Vaseline is the most convenient,
and it should be rubbed in quite freely.
Then, with a keen razor, shaving can be
done quickly and without a suspicion of
pain. At first I couldn’t reconcile myself
to doing without the orthodox lather, and
used soap after the vaseliue had been ap-
plied. But the soap is really unnecessary,
and shaving with oil or vaseline is cleaner,
as well as pleasanter, and what is” more to
the point, there is no irrltation whatever
to the skim—Interview in St. Louis Globe-

 

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FRONT ELEVATION.

its details as here shown will be equally
satisfactory to others. One can go from
kitchen to the front door of this house
without passing thrOugh the dining or sit-
ting rOom. This is desirable in answering
the door bell.

The vestibule in the hall is surrounded
with spindle work or fret work, as the
case may be. This gives space which may

be devoted to wraps, hats and umbrellas, .

and changes the hall into a room. A ru g
can be made to fit the vestibule, and in
this wayit will becasily caredfOr. It
would be a pleasant thing tOhang curtains
back of this spindle work which could be
drawn or not as one chooses. The spindle

' work with the back of the vestibule form's

part of the stair railing, though it is

higher than is usual with stairs, and.

shave the Open space shown at the side of
the vestibule are spindles runningtothe
ceiling. Taking this vestibule with its
ope 11 screen work, the stairway and the
liberal windows looking into the hall,” the

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

fit, rum- aroar run. -

long room with grate and mantel at one
endsf'and the 'v-lew to snip-:10: and sitting
room, and we have an air Of luxury and re-

finemeut rarely attained la a low cost

.' house.
In the sitting room there is a beautiful

large window, and opposite a grate and

mantel. The dining room has a bay win-
dow projection, and at the end a space for
a sideboard with light above it.

The arrangement of china room or but-
ler’s pantry, as it is sometimbs called, is
compact and very satisfactory. The pantry
is ample. The pantry room does not need
to be large, but it should have everything
needfnl in it without being crowded. In
this house one can go from the pantry to
the cellar. Thus the same stairway an-
swers for an inside and outside cellarway.

The eta y from the kitchen goesto
the seco floor, and thence again to
the attic. This stairway and the girl’s
room are cut at from the front part of the
house.

There is a linen closet in the hall on the
second floor. In each of the chambers
there is at least one closet. There is floor

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SECOND STORY PLAN.
and wall space for the proper arrangement
of Mdroom furniture. The bathroom is
arranged so that there is a direct run of
pipe from the kitchen to the attic.

This house would look best with the out-
side walls covered with shingles, though
it may be arranged as a weather boarded
house.

The cost complete would be about $3,800.

Lama H. Gmson.

 

Bow to Avoid Blue Monday.

The blue Monday to the housekeeper I

come- from the inevitable confusion of
washtulls. cooking and the accumulated
work Of Sunday. A laundry in the cellar

«Went, where such a thing impossi-
blah a help, evenif it is nothing more
than apiece where one has the Opportunity
to pump water, with a sink connecting
with a vault or sewer on the outside.

 

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Branch onice, Norwalk. at S. K. Stanley’s
Ham 011cc at Depot, South Norwalk. 11' 12
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THE HAIR CUTTER,
NO. l Gazette Building.
HOT AND COLD BATHS.

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FURNITURE

 

' _Geo H Raymond

FURNITURE DEALER,

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four doors above me old stand and stOcked it
with NEW GOODS of the LATEST ‘
STYLE and FINEST FINISH.

GEO. H. RAYMOND, Agent:

 

Furnishing Undertaker and Embalmer.
I give my personal attention to laying out and
furnishing everything necessary for the
interment of the dead.

 

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”IRVPSlllltlllS Real Estate? 1111111111116,

ROOM 2, MASONIC BUILDING.
Wm. Lockwood,

 

, Real Badminton-once and Investment

, Securities.
no“! To IIOAn’.
Insurance Placed in First-Clue (temps-ice}
Dulce-Cor. MAIN 1b WALL STS.. NORWALK i".

J. BELDEN 1111111. BUTT“
Attorney and Counselor at Law,

Room No. 4, Up Stairs,
GAZETTE BUILDING NORWALK, CONN

ALEX. S. GIBSON,

Orgamst of let CongTregallionallih urch, Waterbury
eac er 0

 

 

Pianoforte, Organ and Musical

Composition, .
Lock Box 39 P 0..NORWALK.CONN

 

TNA INSUILA NC D, ’
Incorporated 1812. Charter Perpetn

CAPITAL AND ASSETS, $8,902,272.84

Insures against loss and damage by Fire,o
terms adopted to the hazard and consistent wit
he laws of compensation. COWLES & MERRILL:
Sole Agents for Nor-walk and vicinity;

 

Building Materials, ac.

UIL DING STONE, all qualities of sand, cel
lars dug, gardens and grounds renovated
horses and carts for hire. I have some thoroughly
rotted and very fine manure for flower beds.
..W EDMUN DS,
JNo. 6 South Uni'on Avenue.
P. 0. Box 654, Norwaltk

PLYMOUTH ROCK ICE

HAVE :1 large quantity of Ice on hand. It was
frozen on pure Water. It is clear. clean and
solid ice. All orders promptly attendedto
Thanking my customers for past favorlJ solicl
a continuance of their patronage.
1911 R. L. ELLS.

THE

NorWa-lk Fire, Insurance-Co.

use now completed its _
18111 SUCCESSFUL BUSINESS YIAR

And-sea not outstandingadollar of unpaid 10ml”

orclaims for losses. No mud company two

for en.

W. C.Sr11nr,Prel.. G110.1B. Sr.JonN,'rreal.
G.IO R. Gowns. Secretary.

0. E WILSON

,General Insurance and Real Pilate lei. .

Money- to Loan.

Stocks,I Bends 1810., Bought and Sold,
“and Loans Negotiated at Low’est‘

-Rates of Interest.

R00“ No.3 GAZETTE BUILDING‘
Noawnxfiomt.

W. H. MEEKEB
Plumbing, Steam and Gas P111111:

soU'rn NORWALK, CONN;

Sanitary. Plumbing, and Ventilation, and
Low Pressure Steam Heating, a Specialty

PLUMBERS’ SUPPLIES. _
Plpe .“d Flttlng for Steam and a... .

 

 

 

 

Agent for the Florida Low Pressure Boile

Facilities for Cutting and Threading all Sizes of
Pipe. 5011'

A TO HORSE OWNERS!

We keep constantly On hand a good assortment of '

Kentucky and Ohio Horses

selected with great care In the western markets.
We have horses suitable for all purposes and no
one who wants athoroughly reliable animal should
glitchase before seeing what we have: 0 offer.
e also keep constantly on hand at our Carriage
Repository a complete line of CARRIAGES from
the best makers, which are manufactured for us
two As ecial order , every carriage warranted.
ONS and CARTS of ever description.
HARNESSES, WHIPS. ROBES,B ANKETS

DAN N’S LIVERY STABLE,

OFFICE 48 WALL .812, NOBWALK
OPP. D. A: N. ll. ll. DEPOT 35

FURNITURE

A Full Stock of Furniture of all kinds-

PABLUR AND BEDROOMSETS

8 specialty.

DAVID STOW,

Main Street opp. Depot .
SOUTH NORWALK, CONN

 

 

 

PETER L. GUIGUE,

FLORIST 811R] 8 YMAN,”

UNION AVENUE,
North of Norwaik cemetery,

Nonwaaz. - - com.
Dealer in Green House and Hot House and
Bedding and Vegetable Plants, Fruit and Orna-
mental Trees Shrubbery, Vines. 0111 Flowers
always on hand and all sorts of designs in Flowers
arranged to order. 41,3
Grading and Re-filling Cemetery Plots

promptly attended to.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

HENRY TILLY

CARRIAGE MAKER,
SOUTH NORWALK,‘ .. com,

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‘ Family 01111111: Victorian Bullies lo

 

mush,

All Kinds. of Repairing

 

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