-.. _4‘;,_..,.,_. WEEKLY- NORWALK - GAZETTE. l \ u THE MYSTERY ' -—OF THE—- MASKED MINE. 13x FRANK gr. NORTON. that the two proceeded to the mouth of the shaft. It was easy enough for them to lower themselves. the arrangement for sending down the bucket being auto- -matic, and regulated as readily by the person descending as at the surface. They were provided with lanterns, but found the'usual light burning at the foot of the shaft. Lorimer observed, as by a flash of intelligence, thatas Hardy stepped from the bucket his hand trembled, and he looked paler than usual. He was about to remark upon this, when the superin- tendent directed his attention. to water trickling through the side of the rock, and he stooped to examine it. While thus bending he became instinctively conscious of a sudden movement on the part of the superintendent, and turning suddenly, saw him standing above him, with his hand uplifted, in which some- thing glittered—something bright and sharp; and then there was the noise of an explosion—the shaft was filled .with smoke; he heard the sound of a rushing and roaring that grew louder; and after that he became dazed,and knew nothing accurately. ' Some one had grasped him by the arms, and he felt himself dragged along the ground, through what seemed to be a hole, and then being lifted to an upright position, and pulled and hustled along a dark passageway. Behind him it seemed as though an earthquake was shattering the world in pieces, so deaf- ening was the concussion, as crash after crash resounded through the darkeness. Presently— he could not have told if the time were long or short—he saw light. He was dragged through a mass of what seemed to be bushes; and then underthe ‘silentstars, while the sweet mountain air blew full in his face, and a voice cried: “Not yet, pard. He‘wasa cuning rascal but by Gaul old Ben was one too many for him that time." ' . Ben Day it was who stood wringing Lorimcr’s hand, while he poured out a volley of mingled thanksgiving and curses, as Lorimer strove to gather his scattered senses enough to ask the meaning of this fearful experience. "Why, it’s just this, Mr. Lorimer. That infernal scoundrel had plotted to murder you, and I was too quick for him.” ' “What was that he had in his hand?” “That was a bowie-knife—curse:him! And if I’d missed my aim, you’d never 'a known what it was,” “Did you shoot him?" , “Didn’t I?——boreda hole through his lungs, you bet. But he never "a wanted ’em after that shot, even if I hadn’t hit him, Didnt you hear the rumpus?” "What was lift—an earthquake?” “No earthquake. Lcastwise it was, an” I made it. However it happened, pard, I don’t know; but that shot stirred something that brought the whole shaft down on top of him. I just got you through by the skin of your teeth. Now you want to get st_..:ight back to quar- ters, an’ keep this to yourself. I'll tell you the whole story later, an’ prove it. That durned villian meant to do the job, an’ then play it off onto me; but he warn't smart enough. Only”—and here Ben Day tapped Lorimer’s chest im- pressively with his forefinger—“yer don’t know nothin’ about it; ye’re abed in yer bunk. Yer haven’t seen Hardy; gn’ then the whole thing’s an accident. ea?” In the whirl of his emotions Lorimer could gather that this was in fact the wisest course to pursue, and he followed Ben Day as the latter piloted him past the wall of rock, and so to his quarters, He was quietly in bed, when a noise at the door caused him to rise again. One of the men was pounding at the door, and in answer to Lorimer’s “Who’s there?” avoice replied, “Something has happened to the mine, Mr. Lorimer—an explosion or a cave-in, and we can’t find Mr. Hardy.” Saying he would go at once, Lorimer clothed himself as quickly as possible, and in afew moments joined the man, and the two hastened to the spot where had been the mouth of the shaft. Here was now a yawning pit, apparently some ten or fifteen feet deep, at the bottom of which could be dimly seen a confused mass of rock and dirt—the result of the caving in of the sides of the shaft and the sinking of the surface. “ How did this happen?” inquired Lorimer, to whose manner the terrible nature of his recent experience had given a tinge of excitement, which seemed quite natural under the present circumstances. One of the foremen stood near him, and replied: . "We can’t imagine, sir. We heard an awful roar and crash, and when we got here this is the way we found it.” "Where is Mr. Hardy?” “ He can’t be found, sin—If you please, Mr. Lorimer,” the man continued, draw- ing him aside, “we think he’s ,down there ;” and he pointed. “Good God l” cried Lorimer. “Why do you think so?” “ Because the bucket is down.” “ But the bucket‘might have been car- ried down by the crash.” “ No, sir, not that way, if you please; nearly all the rope was out. If it had been carried down from the top—and I don’t see h0w that could happen—the rope would have broken.” “And if you please, sir,” said another of the men, “I heard Mr. Hardy say to- day that he would go down to-night and have a look at the shaft, after the work was stopped.” “But did he mean to go alone?” in- quired Lorimer ; and he waited anxiously to learn if the superintendent had men- tionedhim. “ He didn’t say anything about having any one go with him, sir.” Lorimer reflected for a few moments ; then he addressed' the men: “I am afraid it is true that Mr. Hardy has perished in the mine. It is very terri- ble. The whole disaster is frightful, and it is impossible to tell how it hap- pened. So far as I can see now, it must put a stop, to our operations. I W141 think it over, and decide to-morrow, but my impression is‘that I shall have to re- turn to New York before anything can be done in the way of reopening the mine, even if the company decide to do it, which will be very doubtful. But I will see you to-morrow, and we will come to the best arrangement we can. Good-night all of you?” and Lorimer lifted his hat, and walked slowly back ' to his quarters, while the men gathered in groups and talked over this frightful calamity which had so unexpectedly de- stI'Oyed the prospects of allof them. As to any attempt to recover§the body of the lost superintendent, it' was so plain that this was :an impossibilitythat no one. had even thought of suggesting it. It was meaguized thathe was lying crushed-to,- death; at the bottom of the. shaft. with many hundred tons of rock piled on top- of him. . .Whon .Lorimer reached his room he f‘oun'd Ben'Diy outs‘iue, awaiting ’nim. withabox in his hand. which, as they entered he laid upon the table. Having done this. he closed the big shutter of each window. while Lorimer lighted a lamp. “ I thought I'd better go to his office and get out his papers, sir," said Ben. “Imiss my mark if yer don’t find the whole mystery explained here.” Lorimer sat down and buried his face in his hands. For one moment the whole horrible meaning of this catas- trophe flashed upon him. His life saved as if by a miracle, only to encounter the utter wreck of all his hopes. The com- pany which had employed him ruined, for he could not imagine that they would undertake to reopen the mine at such a tremendous expenditure of time and money. And most of all his possible chance, his only one, of gaining the hand of Grace Cameron, blighted forever. The outlook Was so formidable as to be almost prostrating. Lorimer was a very abstemious man, but he rose, went to a cupboard, and pouring out a glass of brandy from the stores kept there, drank it down at a gulp. Then turning, he saw Ben Day regarding him cu- riously and the sight of him, for he had forgotten his presence, reminded him of another phase of this most extraordi- nary situation. “Ben,” he said, as he resumed his seat, “I hardly know how to begin, there is so much to learn, and so much that only you can explain. But take a glass of brandy—excuse my thoughtlessness. I must not forget that I owe my life to you.” ,. “Thank you kindly, sir,” said Ben. and he helped himself liberally; and then, at Lorimer’s invitation, seated himself at the opposite side of the table. “ Now, sir, if you’ll excuse my sugges- tibn, you may save yourself a lot of questions if you just open that box. I haven’t an idea what there is in it, but Mr. Hardy keptZit mighty private, and it may give a. clew to the whole business." “You’re right, Ben, I guess,” said Lorimer, and he proceeded to open the box, which was made of wood, bound with iron, and fastened with a strong padlock. It required the use of tools and con- siderable time before the lid could be forced. When it was, the box was found to be full of papers, neatly folded and endorsed. A large strong envelope at- tracted Lorimer’s attention, and he ex- amined that. To his astonishment, the first paper that met his eye was the original of the mysterious letter which Hardy hadassured him was in Ben Day’s possession. Lorimer gave an ejacula- tion of surprise. Meanwhile Ben looked on unconcernedly. “Do you know that paper, Ben?” in- quired Lorimer, handing it to him. Ben took it, turned it over, examined it closely. "Never. saw it in my life before, sir.” . It was perfectly clear to Lorimer that he never had, and a deep sigh of relief attested to his satisfaction at the dis- covery, while he extended his hand to the sturdy friend, whom he felt he had deeply injured by doubting, even on tes- timony which seemed to tell so strongly against him. Ben took the proffered hand and shook it energetically, while his looks showed the surprise he felt at Lorimer’s unwonted expression of feel- mg. “ Never mind,” said the latter, in re- sponse to his look. “I'll explain it all to you hereafter ;” and he went on with his examination of the papers. There were the rough notes for full reports on the mine, with the estimated yield of every foot and every ten of ore. Then there were calculations of the pos- sible dividends on the capital stock, with estimates of expenses carefully demonstrated. Lorimer thought this was curious figuring for the, man who was simply in charge of the practical details of the working, but he set it down to Hardy’s Wall Street education. Then his eye lighted on a package en- dorsed “Letters from C. B.,” and he hurriedly opened this and scanned its contents. Now he knew that his enemy had indeed been Carl Brandegee. The letters dated back to the time when Hardy was put in charge of the mine, and showed that the writer was in posses- sion of the minutest information regard- ing it. One of these, written at the time of Lorimer’s first connection with the company, announced the fact of his ap- pointment, but stated that his name had not yet been made known. It concluded in these words : “I will tell you who he is as soon as I know myself. Remember he is not to be permitted to interfere with our plans, which he certainly will do if he is allowed to remain there long enough to communicate with New York. Before that happens he will have to be got rid of, and I leave it to you to accom- plish this in any way that seems easiest. It ought not to be difficult in a wild country like the one you are in. Only I wouldn’t depute the job to anybody. One more will make no difference to you, and Certainly not increase your own danger from me. And I don't suppose you forget what I remember.” Lorimer thought a moment after read- ing this; then he handed itjsilently to Ben Day. The latter read it through, and then examined the fragment which lay on the table before him. “ He sent your name, as he said he would; and this man Hardy must have been an old hand,” said.he. Lorimer nodded. He had laid aside the letters, and was now carefully study- ing a penciled memorandum, dated three weeks before, marked “ Copy; instruc- tions to Pedro.” It showed that Pedro had been sent to Lima with a cipher despatch which was to have been trans- mitted to Panama, and so by wire to Carl Brandegee. What this cipher despatch contained was not stated. While Lorimer had been reading this, Ben had been comparing Brandegee’s letter with the mysterious fragment. Presently he looked up and said. “ This is not the same writing, Mr. Lorimer.” Lorimer took the two papers and ex- amined them. Then he compared the fragment with the penciled memoran- dum ; they were identical. “ By heavens l" he cried, “ that ac- counts'for. it. It was a cipher despatch telegraphedto Panama, and sent down by mail, and ,that fellow Pedro must have got it just before my arrival, and brought it up to Hardy. This is a copy. Now-if we could only find Lthe original !” And he began to turn over the papers remaining in the box. , “ Right you are, pard,” said Ben Day, striking the table a hard blow with his open hand. ” Excuse the liberty, but it was sticking in my crop how he ever got that letter, unless it came in the same steamer as you did, and we brought up no mail from Lima." “ I have it,” cried Lorimer, excitedly, and he brought forth the contents of an- other envelope. which was indorsed, “ Cipher telegramsfrom C. B.." and with which was a key to the cipher employed. A few moments study found the despatch and translated it. ' ' “ Well, I'm glad :I understand that," said Lorimer. “ It is of no. particular importance: but it worried me. And here are copies of his own despatches. Now We shall know something." - There were only half dozen in all.which and afterward been put in cipher for transmission. The first four were un- important, giving good accounts _of the mine, but nothing decisive. The fifth— plainly the'one which Pedro had sent off just prior to Lorimer’s arrival—was in these words: “ Have struck ancient workings scaled up. Also found an old tunnel; got through, and prospected. Ore unlimited, and value incredible. You may go the full length of all you can raise. I pledge my life on it." “Hell?" shouted Ben Day; “then he knew the tunnel after all.” ” Here is a despatch he must have sent by his man this very morning without telling me," said Lorimer, and he read the following: “The man is here, knows all, but won’t know anything after to-night. Hope you acted on my last; that is buy all you can possibly get at any price. Shall follow this, asrsoon as the act blows over. If necessary, can lay it to a fellow he brought up with him.” “Well, by Gaul! That was cool; but he never'll see that despatch anyhow," said Ben Day. "What do you mean?” “ dean? just this ;” and he drew from his pocket the papers he had taken from the dead Limanese, and threw them down before Lorimer, who picked them up, and stared with atonishment. “ Why, these are the papers we for- warded this morning i” “You’re right, they are; though your share of ’em never was meant to reach; and the fellow that took them won’t never tell what happened to ’im. “ Ben—you don’t mean—” Ben drew his revolver and pointed to two empty chambers. “She spoke twice, pard; and by Gaul, if she'd missed ary one, you wouldn’t be here now. It was readin’ the cussed villan’s report there that put me onto the job an’ made me go down in that there tunnel to-night.” And so saying, he pointed to the bottom of one of the sheets where in Hardy’s writing were these words. “I shall take the next steamer, leaving things here in charge of Pedro, who is to meet me in Lima, and then return. You know him well enough to know everything will be safe with him.” “You see, pard—excuse the liberty I’m takin’—when I read that, I says, by Gaul he’s goin’ to make way with Mr. Lorimer. I nosed round all day, and watched him, and I heard you an’him to-night discussin’ about goin’ down in the shaft. Then I dropped on his game. “I just got myself down in that there tunnel the quickest I ever moved, an’ was there a-watchin’ in the 'dark when you two came down in the bucket. I drawed a bead onto him then, an’ by Gaul it never left him again—till it steered a forty-eight calibre hole into his infernal carcass.” And Ben sat down and wiped his forehead with the back of his hand, as he had done over the body of the dead Limanese in the morning. To say that this amazing revelation of another of the chapter of accidents to which he owed his life astounded Lorimer beyond measure to put it mildly. “Ben,” he said, with emotion, “my friendship is a poor thing to what it might have been, but such as it is, you shall never want for it;” and the two men shook hands again, managing, after the fashion of men, to conceal a good deal of feeling by this simple act. “But, Ben, why did you shoot the messenger? Would it not have done just as well to have come back and re- ported what you had seen? And then the discarded papers would have con- victed him.” Ben looked even contemptuous for a moment. “No mortal man could ever have found them papers. And who would have taken my word for it? Why, Mr- . Lorimer, they were your papers he was throwing away, and all the fellow need have done would have been to swear I took them from him, or that the hull. thing was a lie. He would have been backed by Hardy—and you yourself was beginnin' to distrust me.” There was no doubt that Ben was right, and unfortunate and sad as the act was, Lorimer could not but own that it was justified by appearances at the time, while now, in the face of what he new, he felt that it was necessary. “It’ll never be. known, MrrLorimer,” added Ben. “ The condors and vultures ’ll peel the bones of that Peruvian inside of twenty-four hours; and, as for the other, he’ll never tell. I wish I had never done nothin' worse than cornerin’ them two hounds,” he added, after a. moment, as though in response to some disagreeable memory, which Lorimer did not care to probe. But the last surprise was to come, and it was found at the bottom of the super- intendent’s box, in the shape of a care- fully drawn plan of the mine, with the ancient tunnel set down in his proper relation to the shaft, and the last hun- dred feet of the latter indicated, pre- cisely as Lorimer and Hardy had found it, though the plan had evidently been drawn long prior to its exploration. Ben, on their way from the mine, had told Lorimer how he had discovered the existence of the tunnel. " It is a pity that a man with so much ability should have been such an un- scrupulous villain,” said Lorimer, as he restored the papers to the box. “ Them’s the kind as usually is,” said Ben, sententiously, and dropping into that peculiar construction of the Bug- lish language which always charac- terized his utterance when under excite- ment. Hours had paSSed since they entered the cabin, and it was now near dawn. ' Bestowing the box in his own trunk, Lorimer confessed his need for rest, and with another warm grasp of the hand the two men separated, and Ben slouched over to his own quarters and turned in. , On the following day Lorimer paid off the men, and arranged for them to do what was necessary toward dismantling the camp; having‘done which, they were to take the mules and go down to Lima, report to the clerk at the bank who acted as the company‘s agent, and disband. Taking three of the mules for himself and Ben Day and their luggage, includ- ing all' of the company's papers—Ben’s sack being all there was of his property —Lorimer bade farewell to the men, and took the road for Lima. On his arrival there he found a steamer was just leav- ing for Panama, and taking Ben Day’s advice not to mention in Lima the disas- ter to the mine, the two went on board and steamed off to Panama. Ben very sagaciously observed. “ We'll get a week’s start of the news that way, any- h0w, and if that don’t do any good, it certainly won’t do any harm," with which sentiment Lorimer very willingly agreed, though he could not possibly _ see how it could be of any use. ~~ "’cnurnn v. Arrived at Panama, the travelers found they could makebetter time by returning via San Franciso, and accord- ingly chose t :at route. From San Fran- cisco Lurnwr sent a llrsput h to New York in the companvs up 9:, .. ing the collapse of the mine, .m-i sir-till: that further work upon it would be im- possible without enormous outlay. He also desired that any letters or des- patches for him should be forwarded to meet him at Chicago. At that city he laid over one train, obtained his mail, but had not examined it, and his train was within a few moments of the time for leaving Chicago, when a stout. well- preserved old gentleman, accompanied by a tall, handsome girl, entered the car in which the two men were occupying seats. “ Sit here, my dear," said the old gen- tleman “I will be back in a moment.” A sweet voice said, "Excuse me," and then, as Lorimer rose, white and com- pletely unnerved by this unexpected meeting. Grace Cameron cried eagerly, “Why, Ralph!” and the next moment the two stood with their hands clasped, utterly ignoring the presence of the other passengers, while their eyes told whatever the pressure of their hands left unsaid, which was very little. Ben Day slipped out, somehow, un- seen; and Ralph found himself seated by the side of Grace, utterly bewildered, but intensely happy. For there was no mistaking the sentiment that now lit up the young girl’s face until it was radiant; and Lorimer knew that, no matter what might have been in the past, the love of Grace Cameron in the present was a cer- tainty that no doubt or misunderstand- ing could possibly overcome. A very few moments served to tell how this happy meeting had chanced to be brought about. She had left the East a fortnight after he had bidden her fare- well—how long ago it seemed !—for La trip with her father to the Yellowstone Valley, and they were now on their re- turn home. “And Brandegee?” queried Lorimer. “ I never spoke to him after the day you left Ralph, I don’t deserve your forgive- ness quite, for I was not true to you or to myself for a little while. But, though, I do not ‘excuse myself, I was in a measure driven to it. You know you went away, and he re- turned; and then every possible means of persuasion and suggestion were used by everybody. I had knewn him so long, and you such a little while. I distrusted my own heart, and I was not sure of yours. And— Oh, Ralph, will you for- give me, and take me back?” It was a miracle that there was not a scene then and there not customary to railroad travel. But Ralph, by a super- human effort, refrained from taking her‘ right in his arms. letting a surreptitious squeeze on account indicate what she might expect when an opportunity of- fered. And then Grace covered the sit- ation by talking volubly of whatever came uppermost in her mind. “ I told father, after a very few words Ihad with him as I was walking up from the landing. I did not feel very kind toward him just then, Ralph, and I did feel awfully ashamed of myself. Well, I told father that nothing in the world would induce me ever again to so, much as speak to him. And I told him —yes, I did—that you were the only one I ever could care anything about. And I didn’t mind if your were poor or not, or if we both were, I would marry you— if you would have me. Do you think you will be able to put up with such a wilful, wicked girl, Ralph ?” Lorimer’s face was a sufficient re- sponse to this question, yet he could not conceal from its expression altogether an indication of the trouble which per- plexed him. The quick perception of the girl rightly interpreted this, and she said, reassuringly: “I mean just what I say, dear, but I guess we shall not be so badly off. Father is quite reconciled to the situation, and as his will is law—— after mine, of course—mother only had to give up, as graciously as she could, her pet project. And here is father—- and the train just starting. Papa, aren’t you surprised? Here is Mr. Lorimer." The two men greeted each other very cordially, and if Mr. Cameron exper- ienced any annoyance, either at the un- expected meeting, or over the thoughts of which it naturally reminded him, he successfully concealed it. “ Glad to see you, my boy—glad to see you ! Hope you have done better in your mining venture than I see by the papers young Brandegee did in his." -- “ Brandegee l” exclaimed Lorimer, glad of any subject to which he could turn the conversation from himself— “why, I thought he never touched min- ing stocks.” “ Never did before. But he went crazy over some new stock; I can’t think of the name .of it; bulled the market tillzhe even drove the officers of the company into selling their shares, and I guess held all there was in existence. Then all at once there came news that the mine had caved in—what the mischief was the name of that stock?—and then it turned out that he had paid for it by hypothecating collaterals which had been given to him as Security for call loans. Grace, what the duce was the name of that confounded mine; it was Spanish. “ Oh, I know, father; it was ‘Ben Tro- vato.’ ” Lorimer’s head reeled. Rising from his seat, he said: “Excuse me for a moment; this interests me. If you will allow me I will just look at my des- patches.” Without waiting for a reply, he hur- ried back into the smoking compart- ment, where he found Ben Day calmly enjoying his pipe, and revelling in his first experience in a drawing room car. Seating himself, Lorimer opened hur- riedly the thick letter from the com- pany’s office, and glanced through it. He hardly knew what words he was reading, but somehow, the sense dawned upon him. All that Mr. Cameron had said was correct. The “Ben Trovato” had been "boomed” as never before was stock boomed in the New York Mining Ex- change. A new element had suddenly flung itself into the daily melee of bulls and bears, and had sought right and left for “Ben Trovato.” The price had gone up—up—up. 01d hands long out of spec- ulations heard of it in their dusty, frowsy little offices in Pine street and Williams street, and remembering the wild days of Best 3r. Bechler, Yellow Jacket and Consolidated Virginia, hur- ried into the eXchange, to witness the mad whirl of excitement over this almost unheard of stock . Up—up—up went the price—From all directions crowds of excited operators flooded the room and foamed over in the street. Then the rumor went about with lightning speed that one of the biggest and boldest operators in “ the street" had deserted railroads to put his millions into “Ben Torvato." Ab- sent holders of the stock in all parts of the country were wired to sell, as the price was fabulous. Sell? 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The case of Burr Brothers, publish— . ers of the Hartford Times, vs. the estate of the late \Vm. H. Barnum,which was down for speedy trial in the superior court. will not be heard.‘ It has been settled privately out of court“ Mr. Barnum, who was chairman of the Democratic national committee, ordered several months previous to the last general election, 10,000 copies of the Times to be distributed for cama paign purposes. Mr. Barnum diednnd the bill was sent to his executors. Mr. Barnum’s son, it is understOod, took the ground that the nationalcommittee should pa the bill as it was in no sense a personafmatter. The committee,1t would seem, did not take the same VleW of the case for the account was never, settled. Then Burr Brothers through their counsel. Hyde, Gross & Hyde, brought suit against the executors of the estate for $2,500. _ . The suit was amicably adjusted yes- terday, but the terms of the settlement are not made public. It is said that the national committee stood most. of the expense, preferring to do this to having the matter ventilated in court 1n the midst of the campaign. \ _— A parlor concert is to be given at the residence of Mr. A. J. Crofut, by the choir of the South Norwalk Baptist church in aid of the extinction of their church debt, on Wednesday evening next. Mrs. Henry Bissell will recite, Mr. Jesse Hopso‘n give violin solos and the choir of the Norwalk M. E. Church, Henry Price director, w1ll_ render ex- quisite music, and an evening of rare enjoyment is in store for all who attend. Every woman who suffers from Sick and who dishkcs to take bitter doses, should try Carter’s .Little Liver Pills. They are the easmst of - all medicines to take. A positive cure for the above distressing complaint; giveprompt' relief in Dyspepsia and Indigestion; prevent and cure Constr- pation and Piles. As easy to take as sugar; . ' cents. If you try them you mil not be without them. _ . - . Onlybne pill a dose. . Price 25 OLD AND PENSIONa‘ m... L... GEN. WM. H. NOBLE. No. 91 STRATFOBD AvE., BBIDGEPOB'I‘ Has allblanks needed under New Law for Soldiers. Widows. Parents and Children. Cal or send for question blanks at once. PATRONIZE THE 0LD,RELIABLE ,- ADAMS EXPRESS COMPANY, Low Rates. Prompt Delivery Branch Office. Norwalk, at Morris Benedict’s Main Office at Depot, South Norwalk. ‘ L. HUNT. Agent: ETER L. GUIGUE,Florist and Nursery- man, Union A enue, north of Union Cemetery. Norwalk, onn. Dealer in Green House and HotfHouse and Bedding and Vege- table Plants, Fruit and Ornamental Trees“, Shrubbery. Vines. Cut Flowers. always on hand. and all sorts of die-Signs 1n flowersar- ranged to order. rading a d ' g attended to. n refillm cemetery P10“ Bonus 8 Walks. Flag “Walk 5, tor and Go tor 9’3) Put down in the best manner, ’ by experienced men, and at lowest price. HAYMUNDBHUS. South Nor-walk. Landscape Gandening, Grad- ing and Sodding- ;Go T6 F.J.GurtisNGo., For 3 Baldwin or Sweet HEFHIGEHATUH. With Cold, Dry Air Circulation} The Monitor Oil Stoves. In 2. 3 and 4 Burners. The Best Oil Stove Made! _ New Table GLASS WARE. “MASON” AND “LIGHTNING” JARS : And House Furnishing Goods of Al Kinds. MIDDLESEX BANKING CH. 0? MIDDLETOWN, CONN. Chartered in 1872. Under 'the‘ Banking Law Connecticut. Cash Capital, $600,000. ,Six percent. Investment Bonds at par and accrued interest. At the last sessmn of the legislature these bonds were made at egal in- vestment for funds held by executors. admin: istrators and trustees. R. B. CRAUFURD, Agt., ROOM :2. MASONIC BUILDING, NORWALK Surplu a FOR SALE. I will sell the James L. Ambler Place. on Mott avenue.at a price that Will make it the cheapest place in Norwalk. It is only three minutes walk from the Norwalk postofllce. The lot is 75x180 feet. House contains twelve rooms and a good heater in the cellar. Range for hot and cold water. bath room. gasxetc. Inquire of either 0. E. Wilson. J as.M1tchell, or myself, GEORGE I. BUXTglN. commencing June 131, 1392. THE STEAMBOAT “City of Albany” Will make daily trips to New York, ‘ leaving South Norwalk at 7:15 am. Returning, leave New York, Beek- man St., at 2:30 p. m.; East 31st St., at 2:50 p. m. Saturdays, half an hour earlier. _ FARE—Single Tickets, mats; ' , Excursion ragga, com... The propeller “CITY OF NOR-i WALK” will-leave New York Mon— , days, Wednesdays, and Fridays. at 5 p. m. Leave Norwalk Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays at 5:30 p. m.
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