1l '4 JjCJLdji.hXi ij JLe .

tnnil ail oay wua exultant Mppiness. AN AWFUL.- - SCENE.

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KEEPS YOUR

BREATH SVEET.

Ask For : mmorat?AT

THE CRANKY MAN. -.

Enort and stout or loan and lanky, :

Busaian, Prussian, Polo or Yankee,For a cian wno'B cross and cranky 'We vououso. -ffcougu from pity we endure htm. ;

Or from friendship try to coreBo'a a nuisance we assure bim,

And a goose.

Snapping, snarling, scolding, scowling.Glaring, grunting, grumbling, growling.Tinting, hitting, biasing, bowling.

Always noIs the moat unhappy personThat waa over laid a curso on.Fact tbero isn't any worse on

Land or sea.Wlfo and children fear to meet bin.Friends, if any, ocaso to greet bira,Strangers with aversion treat aim;

Smallest things' Vex and irritate bim tDl he.Mad with passion, wants to km; heBy bis cbiidisti actlona, silly

Laughter brings.Never muslo Is he hearing,Never beauty Is appearingTo his eyes; no fun that's cheering

Docs he know.Eating self ho bates his brothers:All too oya of life he smothers.Lone, forlorn, apart from others

Be must go.

He's a nuisance and ha knows It,And his faoe unhappy shows it,But tho cranky fellow owes it

To himself.For ho lots his temper rule him,And life's petty troubles fool him:Now wo'll lay him just to cool him

On a shelf.EL C. Dodge, in Goodall's Sun

urns.

precipitately. "It's as much as meplace is worth for Mrs. Dickinson toknow that Miss Blake bad companyunbeknown to her! Bun quick, pl'aze.Miss Blake I can hear her scoldingnowl"

"Never mind, dear!" encouraginglywhispered Clara, as she, rustled by,leaving on odor of franggipanni in herwake; "tho odious shackles will soondrop off. Send me a line at once. Mr.Dowdin can't wait!" - "

Mrs. Dickinson had never been so ir-ritable, so hard to please, as she wasthat day. Or, at least, so it seemed toBarbara.

Bat there was an exultant thrill intho girl's heart

"It need not be for long," she toldherself. "I will write immediately andaccept Clara's kind offer."

But nevertheless a certain regretfulfeeling kept pulling at hor heartstrings. She remembered how hergentle, soft-voic- mothor, in her life-time, hod always distrusted ClaraBcldon's assured manners and dashingways. She recalled - to herself thatmother's efforts to keep her in themodest retirement of the home circle,her constant precepts against brushingoff the soft bloom of truo womanhood,and conscience told her to reject thetempting offer.

"But 1 am so young!" she pleaded withherself. "And 1 have seen bo little ofpleasure and variety. I am such adrudge! No one cares for me here; andperhaps, if I went to the Cecilian Imight attract soma true heart. Even

Only a New Year card; a graceful,white fringed thing, showing a handfulof blue forgetmenots thrown carelesslybeside an old anchor on a bit of goldensand. Pocahontas laid it on her lap andgazed at it with strained, tearless eyes,and read anew its sweet message of re-membrance and hope. She had beenstartled by Thome's sudden departure,but had quietly accepted the message ofexplanation and farewell sent her byBlanche; she trusted him too implicitlyto doubt that what he did was best andwisest, and was happy in the knowledgethat he would return.

How long ago it appeared to her already since this pretty card had. come.She looked at it strangely, with eyes inwhich there was longing, renunciation,and a wild hopelessness of love. Shemust not keep it. It was not hers. Itbelonged of right to that other womanwho was his wife. No, she must notkeep it the beautiful, tender thing.With steady hand, but blanched, quivering lips she reached over and made alittle grave among the dying embers, inwhich a sullen spark glowed like balefuleye. (juietly, with the feeling that shewas burying all of youth and hope andjoy her life would ever know, she kissedthe card with dumb, clinging, passionate

sea, and then with a low, dry sobcovered it from sight.

As she raised herself up her eyes fellon the little box lying on her desk inwhich she had placed the fragments ofthe cup they had broken between them

the cup that her old playfellow hadused on that last evening. With the im-

pulse of habit and association, her mindturned wearily to Jim. He was so true;he had never failed her. Had he suf-fered as she was suffering? Poor Jim!Was this ceaseless, gnawing agony thathad usurped her life no stranger to. his?If so, Uod pity him and her.

Boston Pawnbrokers.The pawnbroking system of Boston

is indigenous and sui generis. Thereisn't anywhere else in the country aduplicate of the conditions that prevailhere. I speak now of the old time pawn-broker the man who has lived for yearsamong one class and has secured hispatronage from that class almost exclu-sively. Among most of the pawnbrokersin the north and west end there is noattempt made to determine the actualvalue of an article that is presented bya regular customer. I have seen an oldblind fiddler who had traded for tenyears with a money lender go into thepawnbroker's shop and get two dollarson a pair of shoes that weren't worthfifty cents. And the money lender wouldhave loaned him five dollars as willinglyas he gave two dollars, because the loanwas really such a loan as one man wouldgive to an acquaintance, and the depositof the shoes simply covered the law.The money lender said he hadn't lostfifty dollars since be had been in thebusiness, and the loans were always paidback, in some cases-th- e borrower leavingthe goods until he wants another loan.This is family pawnbroking, and thebrokers seldom lose anything. Half ofthe money lenders in Boston are of other.ban Hebrew nationality. Boston Cor.St. Louis Globe-Democra- t.

Death Kate of Miners.In an address delivered by Dr. William

Oyle, superintendent of statistics of thegeneral registrar's office, before the Con-

gress of Hygiene in London, he remark-ed that the mortality among those whoseoccupations compelled them to inhalestone dust was greater than those whoinhaled metal dust. Notwithstandingthis and the fact that coal miners workunder conditions considerably more dan-gerous than the average occupation pre-sents, the death rate among them isvery much lower than one would be in-clined to expect. New York Recorder.

Dr Hale's Household Ointment is a positive specific for pneumonia. It cures whenall else fails, bure cure for nengalgia.Sold by R. C. Partree. 48 At 76tt Bankstreet.

DISTRICT OF WATERBURY, as. Probate8 ', 189-3- .

Estate of Marv O Brian, lute of Water.bury In sil t district deceased.

Upon tne application or John F.O Brten.nanwdasexeoutor, proving that letters testamentarymaybe granted on said estate to him and that

Instrument In wrltlnir noroortinff In ha thAlast will and testa vent of said deoeawd. may beproved, approved, allowed ard admit ed to e.

as ter application on file more fully appears, it la

Ordered.thataald application be heard and de-termined at tbe Probate offioe In Watcrhnrv. insaid district, on the '.8th day of Mar., A. D, 1892,ai a o orocK in tne r renoon, and that notloe begiven of the pendency of said application andtbe time and plaoe of hearintr thereon, by pub-lishing the same one time in some newspaperhaving a olroul-tlo- n in said distrli ', and by serv-ing a copy of thl crde r personally on TerrenoeO'Brien, at least three days befo e tie 28th dayof March. Ei.LlK I'UKLAN. .ludga.

WHY IS THEIV. L. DOUGLASS3 SHOE ftrsjfP&jiri.

THE BEST 8HOE IN THE WORLD FOR THE HONEYIt Is a seamless shoe, with no tacks or wax threadto hart tbe feet; made of tbe best ftno calf, stylishatta easy, and beoauje toe vuiks mors hoe or this

grade luin any other manufacturer. It equals band-sawe- dshoes costing from 81.00 to l

Ct Ft OOOenalue Hand-aewe- d, the finest ealfW va shoe ever offered for S5.0U; equals s'reucituuyurwuuiutvwoicncosiinnnBiAriioiujaC! OO lland-i-tnw- eii Welt Hhne. flne calf.Vfm styll&h. comfortable- auu durable. Tbe bestsnos) ever offered at this price ; same grade as custo-m-made shoes costing from SoOU to suti.SQ 60 l'olice Farmers. Railroad Men- sua ijBitertjarrieriaii wearmem; nue can,

seamless, smooth Inside, heavy three soles, exten-sion edire. On. nlr will w.nr n uii.O 0 flna calfi no better shoe ever offered atthis prices one trial will convince thosewho want a shoe for comfort and service.fSO it3 and S'J.OO Worklnirinan'a shoesMsSa are very strong and durable. Those woobava given them a trial will wear no other make,nnve' 94.00 and 91.7-- school shoes araUU! & wornbytheboyseverywhere; tbsysellon their merits, as the Increasing sales show.

qH IAO Sf.l.OO llnnd-aevre- d shoe, bestWCIUifjjsj Dongole. very stylish; equalsirrenahtanDOrted shoes costing from St. I II to e&ul.tmdle' v.ao ttj.UO pud t.r.l shoe for

m ibsos are tne pees pne uongoia, Htyusnauauuraoie,C'aatlon. Bee that W. - Douglas' namskanaH. mW .Mlfi.l. WW MM WV.WU. W. W. llwWt

B.n STJBSTITtJTE.aadvertised Italsrsannnlvlntr vnnUaitAA, Brwcsuon. llmStTltakibr

w. T.73 and 75 Bank . Strtt.

Donbab. Pa., March 25. The twenty-thi- evictims of the Hill tFarm mine

explosion found .Wednesday . after atwenty mdbths' search, were coffined inthe mine After they dad been identifiedby their clothing and trinkets found intheir pockets, and were then brought tothe surface. Twenty-on- e of them wereburied in the Catholic Cemetery near themine and two in Franklin Cemetery.One thousand people attended thefuneral.

During the services in the CatholicCemetery a brother of Richard Bigley,one ot the dead miners, insisted uponseeing tbe face of his dead brother onceagain, but this was refused. At this hegrew frantic

"By heaven, I will see him!" said he,and seizing a hatchet he attacked therough box and cut a hole in it.He wus seized by several men andforced out of the cemetery.Coroner Hulbert and his Jury decidedjust before the burial that as two bodieswere not positively identified tbero wasreason to doubt that auy were, and tosatisfy themselves they insisted uponviewing the bodies again. Supt Langand others begged them not to do so, butthey went to the graveyard where thepeople were gathered and ordered theundertaker to open the coffin ot MartinCavanaugh. Scarcely was the lid re-moved when everyone in the cemeteryrushed to the place. Among them wereMrs. Cavanaugh, her daughter and theusual.- - iua ueau man.

"Stand back, ladies," said the cor-oner, but he was too late.

Ana wasted, form, almost a skeleton,was seen bv the mother. Mrs. nvo.lanirh anil km. A

Others crowded around and the outburstot Uriel was terrible. Two womanproatrated and had t., ta Iranthe cemetery.

The Coroner after being satis fled thatitwaa the corpse ot Cavanaugh, had thecoffin closed and proceeded to anotherone. Here an effort was made to keenthe crowd back, but it was useless. Asimilar scene was enacted. At this mo-ment a woman sank to the ground andsaid: "Hush, letusnrav."

For a While, th vlHnwiul mnA .1,.w--less stood milat aa t.hathe Lord's Prayer, but at its conclusiontheir grief broke out anew, and whentllA CaaifAt. flAHTJllnlna. ,V. A rA .wu v wwj VI JUU V"ney was opened Mrs. Courtney faintedon it.

. J - - C.UW lfUI,Hher bonnet and vm I In t.Via f,,... kmhusband,

1after. ... which she. fell upon. thewau miu maing ner xace on the hard

wood sobbed piteously.The coroner's iurv in & vadiet that the men met their deaths onJune 16 by suffocation from smoke duetn H n AfloirlnntBl H a I n A w..: xrw .u w iiaiiuun X1

blame was attached to the Dunbar Company.

six more bodies are in the lower levelnot yet opened.

ACTOR CURTIS BAILED.Tbe Sum of aSO.OOO ia Beqnlred and is

Quickly Furnished.Sam F&anctsoo, Marah SO. Judge

Troutt decided to release Aotor Cur-tis on bail in the sum of $50,000.

riot long after the amount ot bail hadbeen fixed in the case, the defendant'sattorney appeared in court with as manyas twenty-fiv- e bondsmen, all willing togo on the actor's bond. Mrs. Curtisbecame a surety, quallfyiuo: in tbeamount of $50,000. Five other bondsmen qualified for tbe remainina; $50,000and Curtis was released, his faithfulwife walking beside him with happycountenance. It is his intention to securea new trial speedily.

Arrested a Gang of Counterfeiters.NxvAOA, Mo., March 26. While ore- -

tending to raid a crap game in this city.I;eputy United States Marshal Siddlaand assistants arrested counterfeitersJohn McCullen John Bedford, colored,and Dick Osborne in their den, and seizedthe moulds ana some hundred counter-feit dollars.

The Contestants Withdraw.Tbxmton, N. J., March 26. The colored

preeohers here have succeeded in creatingso much opposition to a "cake walk" ad-vertised to take place here next Tuesdaynight, that all of the contestants havewithdrawn, and the entertainment hasbeen abandoned.

Passenger Hates to Saa Francises.Boston, March 26. A new schedule of

second-clas- s Western passenger rateshas been issued by the Boston & MaineRailroad. The fare to San Franciscohas been placed at $54.75, which is $3below the rate ot the Boston & AlbanyRailroad.

New Hotel Burned.Salkh, Mass., March 26. Joseph E.

Killamm'anew hotel building on theshore of Lake Wenbam has been de-stroyed by fire. The building wasnearly completed, having just beenplastered. Loss about $0,000.

Three Mora) Rioters Santenoad.BxBxiir, March 26. Three more ot the

ringleaders ot the recent riots have beensentenced, one to four years, another tothree years, and one to two years hardlabor.

NEWS OF THE DAY.

Duluth. Mich, is making arrangements to have a tin plate mill--

The proposition to pay members ofthe English Parliament was defeated,228 to 100.

General Boulanger's pictures, tapes-tries and objects of art were sold atBrussels for a mere song.

The Ohio Legislature has given Cincinnati the right by popular vote ofraising $6,000,000 on water bonds.

The strike of the yard switchmen atthe Memphis & Charleston Railroad,Memphis, is assuming formidable pro-portions.

The President, in a message to Con-

gress, favors a $100,000 appropriationtoward expenses ot the National O. A.B. Encampment at Washington In September.

The attorneys for AliceJMitchell, FredaWard's slayer, nave forwarded, to Vt.Prodeat of Paris, France, a statement ofa hypothetical case, asking it such aperson be not insane.

David Jaoobs, of Seymour, Ind., hassuen the .Pennsylvania Kallroad Company for $10,000 for being snnstruckwhile waiting xoraioaaot ones: on ahot day of August last while a freighatrain cleared m local crossing.

You Are Not In ItIt you do not hare your Laoe Curtains and PU- -

jow nnaa s aone ai i neIWITERBURY STEAM LAUNDRY

, Bhirta, Oo liars and CunXklib laundered In antclass St le, " ) iv.i y-- v

CHAPTER XTTT,

She spoke of Ms hurried courtship andsudden marriage.

One afternoon, several days afterThome's departure. Norma donned herwarmest wraps and set out for a walkover to Lanarth. It was a doll after-noon following on a morning of nn cer-tain brightness; dark clouds, heavy withsnow, hung sullenly along the horizon;and above the sky was of a somber,leader! hue. The air felt chin and cling-ing, like that of a vault; and heavenabove and earth beneath betrayed a se-

verity of mood infinitely depressing.Norma shivered in spite of her heavyfurs, and hurried on, burying her handsin her mnS.

Pocahontas, duly notified of Norma'sapproach by the vigilant Sawney, mether guest at the door, and drew her inwith words of welcome and praises ofher bravery in venturing abroad in suchgloomy weather. The girls did not kisseach other as is' too much the customwith their sex. Pocahontas did not likeeffusive embraces; a kiss with her meanta good deal.

In the sitting room Airs. Mason andBerkeley added their welcome, and es-tablished Korma in the coziest corner ofthe hearth, where the fire would comfortwithout scorching her. Pocahontasstooped to remove her furs and wraps,but Norma staid her hand; it would notbe worth while, she said; she had onlycome to call.

"Do stay to tea!" entreated Pocahon-tas. "Berke will take yon home after-ward. We haven't looked on a whiteface except our own for two whole days.We are pining for change and distrac-tion, and beginning to hate eaoh otherfrom very ennui. Take pity on us andstay."

"Yes, my dear, you must consent,"added Mrs. Mason. "You haven't takentea with us for a long time. Berkeley,help Norma with her wrappings, and.Princess, suppose you run and tellRachel to make waffles for tea. Normais so fond of them."

Norma yielded to their persuasions.feeling a little curiously, but hardeningher heart. What she had come to say sheIntended to eay, but it would be best t- -

wait an opportunity. She let Berkeleytake her wraps and established herselfcomfortably, bent on making the timepass pleasantly and herself thoroughlyagreeable.

The meal was a merry one, for Normaexerted herself unusually, and was ablyseconded by Pocahontas, who for somereason appeared in brilliant spirits.Alter tea they discovered that it wassnowing heavily. The threatened stormhad come. Evenly, slowly, in a thick,impenetrable cloud, the white flakes fell,without haste, excitement or the flurryof wind. Already the ground was cov-ered And the trees were bending withthe weight of the white garment the skywas throwing over them. It was unfitweather for a ladv to encounter, or in- -AoaA frit-- anvt.tijnir famlnlnA f Vwi u i A I

in, save a witch on a broomstick. Normawas fain to accept Mrs. Mason's invita-tion and remain for the night at Lanarth.

When the two girls, in dressing gownsand slippers, sat over the fire in Poca-hontas' room brushing out their longhair, Norma found the opportunity forwhich she had lain in wait the entireevening. It was the hour for confi-dences the house was quiet, the inmates

U dispersed to their several couches.Norma, brush in hand and hair flowingIn a heavy, black veil around her, hadquitted her own room across the passageand established herself in a low rockingchair beside Pocahontas bright fire.She was far too clever a diplomatist tointroduce her subject hastily; she ap-proached it gradually from long range-stal-ked

it delicately with skillful avoid-ance of surprise or bungling.

The game must be brought down onthat she was determined; but thereshould be no bludgeon blows, no awk-ward carnage. The death stab should begiven clean, with scientific skill andswiftness, and the blow once given, shewould retire to her own room and lether victim find what solace she conld insolitude. Norma was not wantonlycruel; she could impale a foe, but shehad no desire to witness his contortions.After a death scene she shrank from thegrewsomeness of burial; she preferred adecent drop curtain and the gratefuldarkness.

After some idle conversation she deft-ly turned the talk upon New York andthe life there, and rallied all her powersto be picturesque and entertaining. Sheheld her listener entranced with rapid,clever sketches of society and the menand women who composed it, drawingvivid pictures of its usages, beliefs andmodes of thought and expression. Grad-ually she glided into personalities, givingsome of her individual experiences andsketching in an acquaintance or twowith brilliant, caustio touches. SoonThorne'a name appeared, and she noticedthat the listener's interest deepened.

She spoke of him in warm terms of admiration dwolt en hi intellect, histalent end the bright promisa of his

oruaa naa ceased its regular passes overthe bright, brown hair, and that thegray eyes were on the fire, without pauseor warning she spoke of his hurriedcourtship and sudden marriage. Shewinced involuntarily as she saw thecold, gray pallor creep slowly over thegirl's face, and noted the sudden tremorthat passed through her limbs; but shesteeled herself against compassion andproceeded with her brushing and hernarrative like one devoid of sight andunderstanding.

"I cannot expect you, who know Nes-b- it

so slightly, to be much interested inall this," she said, watching Pocahontasthrough her lashes. "I fear I only boreyou with my story, but my mind hasbeen so exercised over the poor fellow'stroubles again lately that I must un-burden it to some one. Yon have nopersonal interest in the matter, there-fore you will forgive my trespassing onyour courtesy, especially when I tell youthat I've no one at home to talk to. Nes-bi- t

wishes particularly that his storyshouldn't get abroad here, and if Ishould revive it in Blanche's mind shemight mention it to others. Wmtntwould not, but unfortunately mammaand I rarely look at a thing' from thesame standpoint It's been a relief tospeak to you far greater than speakingto Blanche. Blanche is so excitable."

Yes; Blanche was exoitable, Pocahon-tas assented absently; she was bracingher will and steeling her nerves to en-dure without flinching. Not for worldswould she even by the quivering of aneyelash let Norma see the torture shewas inflicting. She felt that Norma hadan object in this disclosure, and wasdimly sure that the object was hostile.She would think it all out later; at pres-ent Norma must not see her anguish. Awoman would sooner go to the stake andburn slowly than allow another woman,who is trying to hurt her, to know thatshe suffers.

Norma continued, speaking gently,without haste or emotion, telling of thefeverish brightness of those early daysof marriage, and of the clouds that soonobscured the sunshine telling of theennui and unhappiness, gradually sprout-ing and ripening in the ill assorted union

shielding the man, as women will, andcasting tbe blame on the woman. Fi-nally she told of tbe separation, lastingnow two years, and of tbe letter fromhis wife which had caused Thome's pre-cipitate departure the day after the Slur-le- y

ball.But of the divorce now pending she

said never a word."Have they any children?" questioned

Pocahontas steadily.And was told that there was one a

little son to whom the father was at-tached and the mother indifferent. Itwas a strange case.

Again Pocahontas assented. Hervoice was cold and even; its tones lowand slightly wearied. To herself it ap-peared as though she spoke from a greatdistance, and was compelled to use ex-

ertion to make herself heard. She wasconscious of two distinct personalities-o- ne

prostrate in the dust, humiliated,rent and bleeding, and another whichheld a screen pitifully before the brokenthing and shielded it from observation.When Norma bid her good night she re-sponded quietly, and rising accompaniedher guest to her room to see that everyarrangement was perfect for her com-fort.

Far into the night she sat beside herdying fire trying to collect her facultiesand realize the extent of the calamitywhich had befallen her. The first, andfor the time, dominant emotion was astinging sense of shame, an agony ofrage and humiliation which tingled hot-ly through her, and caused her cheek toflame and her body to writhe as from thelash of a whip. She had been degraded;an insult had been put upon her. Hereyes blazed and her bands clinched. Oh,for strength to hurl the insult back fora man's arm and a man's power toavenge the foul affront! He a marriedman to come, concealing his bonds andplaying the part of a lover free to woo-f- ree

to approach a woman and to winher heart! The proud head bent to meetthe hands upraised to cover the pale.drawn face. She loved him and he wasunworthy. He had deceived and lied toher, if not in words then in actions:knowing himself bound to another woman he had deliberately sought her ontand made her love him. It was cruel.cruel! All along she had played virgingold against base metal, and now shewas bankrupt.

When the burning, maddening senseof outrage had passed, and pride stoodwith lowered crest and listless hands,love lifted its head and tried to speak.He was not without excuse, love pleaded;his life had been miserable; his lot hardand unendurable; he had been given astone for bread, and for wine the watersof Marah. Until the night of the bailhe had retained mastery over himselfhad held his love in check. Then memory roused herself and entered testimony

words, looks, tender, graceful atten-tions thronged back upon her, and pridecaught love by the throat and cried outthat there was no excuse.

Perhaps, she pondered heavily, he, too.writhed beneath this avalanche of pain;perhaps remorse and the consciousnessof the anguish he had entailed upon themboth tore and lacerated him. He hadgone away at last, out of her life, backto the home and the ties that werehateful to him. He had gone away totake np his share of their joint burden.and he would be merciful and never crossher path again.

But would he? The girl quivered, herhand sought the pocket of her dress andher eyes glanced forlornly around theroom like the eyes of a bunted creature.She recalled something that the morn-tog- 's

post had brought her somethingthat had seemed sweet and fair, wxA-tibJ- vc

thrt fe4 m&m! bar tmam j

nO)1--1 L,

TOBACCOS.

It Is Without Any In-

jurious Adulterations.

AlwaysTHE SAME.

DISTRICT OF WATEEBURY as, Pre t ateSB iB.

Estate of B Bossidy. rf Wnterbury, Inta' district. Insolvent asrltrnlnr obt ir.

Upon the pplicHttnn rf B. Fossldy, pray nr.that he be allowe 1 Ins ilTent hnnnL-- t as pet at

nn tile more fu y appears. It InOHDKRKU Ihnt sil1 ppitoMou be heard

"d determined at ihe probate office in Water-bury, In until district, on tbe 9tb day of March,A I)., lHWSf, at 9 o'clock in the forenoon, andthat notice beir Tn of the pndony of aid ap-plication and tbe time and plaoe of hrarmithereon, tv puluiiiMiiK ilia same two times Inmih newspaper bavins a circulation aalodlstrlot. ELLIS POX .AN. Judire.

MARCH WINDSare not even ntroni enough to blow some cigarsInto popularity, cur modt at reminder of

Sleeper's Eye

Cigars ?V1keep t b o ra con-stanll- y

at tbe headof all ten-oe-

brands. Sold every-where.

8, 8. HLEEPEB CO. FMtnry, Boston.

SitJames E. Watts,

Choloeet of Wines and Liquors, Ballen-tlne- 's

XXX-Ale- s and Porter.1BO SO IIVTA-IIS- ST.

Anheuser Bnach St Loala Lager.

The Globe Wine Room,The Buffet Bar and Lunch.

The fixtures have arrived and the time foropening the only wine room ot the kind In theolty Is now determined. I will positively openon Tuesday, Sept. 1, The new plaoe Is the rearof Richardson's and Kaiser's clothing housesond will be stocked with toe best liquors, winesand cigars that the market affords. Keep youreye on tbe opening date and tbe plaoe. Withoutexception one of the best equipped plaoea in thecity.

Respectfully.

t. p. Mcdonald,GLOBE WINK BOOHS.

Opp Post Offloo, Rear Rtohardson'a andKaiser's clothing stores.

Martin HellmannNaugatuck Valley Brewer,

BANK ST, Brooklyn Dist, Waterbury.

Jones' Portsmouth Ale,

Sohftefer'a Wiener Beer,Splendid Sweet Cider

Bottled for family use and delivered toany part of tbe city.

J.W.Hodson,Telephone. 18 Ixoatxsa Placb.

HARVEY BROS.,Sample Room, Billiard Pool Table:,

I I West Main Street

R. E. Hitchcock & Co7ST to 89 CANAL ST. WATERBURY.

Manufacturers Of

FIND PAPER BOXES.DEALERS IM PAPEB AND TWINS.

JOB PRINTING.

BILL POSTINGOf AU Kinds,

JpISTRIBUTING, ETC,OaU On

JEAN JACQUES,f 7 Crim left at Park ing stor.

TUP TtffWt A Iand . Only. Oomnleto and Nailnfk.tHraunaeated BSInee, Meat In tho Market.""""tuies ana Umde Imitation- -Tr.i.JTij'-- 0 i? m pront or tne popularthe New Kngland. -li""? no deceived but always Intrlst on theOW JuDaVlian A IrSsMhSasrl. Tha has mruln

Drawing Custom !

That is just what we are doing, andif we haven't yours, we want it.We don't care where or what yourprevious experience has been, we'll

improve upon it. If we cannot giveyou bigger values for less money thanyou ever had before in merchanttailoring, you'll have the remedy in

your own hands. Excellent businesssuits in all the latest styles to orderfrom $ 1 5 up. Pants made to orderfrom $4 up.

Tailoring Co,

171 South Main Street,Waterbtjry, Conn.

TUBPEOPLE'S MARKET.

lot

Spring Lamb, Chicken, Veal,mutton, jnicago Uressed

and Native Beef.The finest quality of Vegetables'

always iresh.The "Old Reliable"

Market Is tbe largest In tbe city and keep. uia largest, block 10 select I rum.

S. BOHL, .'64 South lain St.

HP" Orders by Telephone promptly attended ,

Frank Miller & Co.,

i ii

-- : COAL, :--i i

93 Bank Street.

FRED GEARTZ.Oven, furnace and Chimney builder. Chim

neys eleaned and repaired. Plastering, roofpainting etc. Boiler setting a specialty.

SIS EAST MAIN ST.

WaterliiiryFireAIarmLOCATION OF BOXES.

4 Corner Willow and West Main streets6 Exchange Place.

12 Rogers & Bro.14 'East Main street and Wolcott road.16 Corner Cherry and East Main.81 Horse car railroad stables (private.)2S5 Iron bridge, West Main.24 Waterbury Brass Co (priv.se.)25 Corner Johnson and Watery ill".26 Corner Prospect and Grove.27 Junction North Main, Grove anu

North Elm.28 Waterbury Manufacturing Co (private82 Corner Washington and South Main84 Waterbury Buckle Co (private.)85 Benedict & Burn ham Co (private.)86 Waterbury Watch Co (private.)88 Corner of Grand and South Main.42 Corner of Union and Franklin.43 Soovill Manufacturing Co (private.)45 Corner Clay and Mill.46 No 5 Hose house, Baldwin street47 Corner Dublin and Doolittle alley

812 Corner Meadow and Bank.814 Corner Meadow and Cedar.821 Plume & Atwood Co (private.)828 Holmes, Booth & Haydens (private.)R24 No 4 Hose house, Brooklyn.818 Randolph & Clowes.

SIGNALS.One stroke 12 M.One stroke calls the superintendent ot

Are alarm telegraph to the City ball.Two single strokes, fire ont or fire under

control, used ss a recall.Ten strokes (quick) will indicate a gen-

eral alarm.Fifteen strokes (quick) and repeat calls

out the militia.INSTRUCTIONS TO S.

Be nartienlar and rema'n at the box anddirect the firemen to the fire.

Do not pull the hook if the firebell oismall bell in the box is striking, as thatIndicates an alarm has already been given

Be particular to remain at the box untilthe arrival of an offoer of the fire depart-ment,who will release the key, or, if cir-

cumstances will not permit remaining, thenthe proper officer wul return the key tothe holder as soon as convenient.

Always give the alarm from the boanearest the fire.

Be sure and close the door beftwa IsstTtsjUisfeva,

BARBARA'S CHANCES.

Her Decision In the Faoe of a GreatTemptation.

"What a selfish, heartless world thisisl" murmured Barbara Blake to her-self, as she sat by the window, mend-ing with doft, delicate stitches thoholes in old Mrs. Dickinson's silk hose."Here I am, a girl of eighteen to whomgayety, amusement and sunshine wouldseem as natural as &e fall of the dew;yet I am cooped np in a gloomy, brown-ston- e

house, the mere shadow of across, exacting old woman, whosewants are never satisfied. Companion,indeed!" as she broke off the needlefulof silk floss with a snap "I am any-thing but that. Drudge, menial ma-chine, if you please but nothing likea companion. And all to earn a paltrylivingl Oh, dear, why cannot peoplelive on flowers and fresh air, as thehumming birds do? Why is it neces-sary to toil so for bread to eat andclothes to cover us? It does seem tome as if life were all a failurel"

Ever since she had risen from her bedthat morning she hod been at MraDickinson's beek and coll.

Mrs. Dickinson was not always in anamiable mood. There was hot waterto bring up for her bath It must besteaming from the kitchen, and the oldlady would trust no one but Barbarato carry it, because, as she said, theservants were so careless and spilled iton tho stair carpets.

Just than the door softly swungopen, and in tripped a bright, prettydamsel of two or three and twenty, ina coquettish fall hat trimmed withscarlet popples and bows of cherryvelvet, and a beautiful jetted mantle.

"Clara! cried Barbara, nearly upsot- -

ting tli3 work basket in her surpriseand dslight "Ilow cama you here!"

'In spite of tho edict: 'No followersallowed?'" laujhingly retorted ClaraDel Jen. "My doar, I ran tho blockade.

bribed tho housemaid, and crept upthe stairs ns softly as a mouse. Don'tba alarmed the ogress is snoring withforty-wom- an power. "

"ilow beautifully you are dressed.Clorl" said Barbara, with admiring survey. "You have got a situation atlast?"

Clara nodded, and adjusted a glittering new silver bangle on her wrist.

"A good one," said she.emphatically."I'm in the company of the Cecelian

theater," explained Clara. "We aresupposed to be singers, but our voicesdon't signify a pin. The Cecelian takespride in its chorus being thehandsomest girls in town. And youare pretty, Barbara, you know verywell prettier than I am, if yon wouldonly give yourself a chance. I couldmake a first-cla- ss beauty of you! Andit's only the evenings, yon see, withan hour or so at morning rehearsal,and 'a matinee once a week and it'ssuch fun. There's one young man inthe audience, who has thrown a bou-

quet to me every night for eight nightsrunning. And there are suppers andbreakfasts, and all that sort of thing."

Involuntarily Barbara drew back."But, Clara is it right to"

"Bight! Ob, you silly little goose.why not? There's Mrs. Dowdin, thebandmaster's wife, to chaperon us,isn't there? And she'a an old womanof fifty. Oh,. I assure you, it's a veryselect company indeed. Sixty dollarsa month, and your salary raised if youdo well. And when I beard that there

is a vacancy, I thought of you thevery nrst thing. I knew you had anice mezzo-sopran- o voice, but, as I saidbefore, that don't matter so much, aslong as you are so pretty. A brunette,too we have an overplus of blondesalready. And I knew, also, that youwere only-gettin- g fourteen dollars herewith an old martinet for a command-ing officer. Come, am I not a goodfriend to you?"

Still Barbara looked with question-ing eyes at the handsome, voluble girl.Could it be possible that this d,

beautifully-dresse- d woman wasClara llelden, her classmate at school,and only a month older than herself?

Sixty dollars! Yes, it was kind ofClara it would indeed oe an outlet ofescape from this wretched, grindingbondage of her doily life. Sixty dol-lars, with suppers, bouquets, admira-tion unlimited. Barbara drew herbreath with a gasp. It seemed almosttoo much to realize.

Just then Mary, the housemaid, tip-toed into tbe room, with her finger onher lips.

"Miss Blake," said she, with a side-long glance of admiration at the showyvisitor in her silks, bangles and. "breathof roses," "tho ould lady is afthtrwakln' up as cross as two sticks. An'she says yon ve forgot her morningtonlo and Bijou's collar is too tight, and

this way, miss, pl'aas," as Clara rose

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if Eugene Dickinson were to see medressed as Clara dresses but nol Eu-

gene never would go to a place like the.Cecelian. Of course it must be re-

spectable, or Clara would not belongto it. But oh, no! Eugene wouldnever go there."

In an Instant she- - oomprehended.She would be lowering herself in herown estimation by accepting thetempting bribe. . She would be cuttingloose from all the traditions of her'youth. And yet

She sprang suddenly up. and threwback the masses of soft ohestnutbrown hair from her forehead, withboth bands.

"No!" she uttered aloud "neverrAlmost at the same moment she

heard Eugene Dickinsod's voice in thenext room, talking to his aunt

"Yes," said he, quietly. "I think youare right I think she deserves it atyour hands."

"She has worked very hard," said theold lady. "She is very patient andsweet-tempere- I've seen tears comeinto her eyes once in awhile, but Ican't coll to mind that she has everlost her temper, or spoken a word ofcomplaint"

"The patient Griselda," said Eugene,(softly.

"Yes, exactly that The patientGriselda. So I have made up my mindto adopt her as my daughter, and getsome one else to do the work. We'lltravel and go everywhere. I want herto see the world. I somehow feel consci-

ence-stricken that ayoung thing likeBarbara should have grown up so muchrn the shade."

"I don't think, though," slowly addedEugene's gentle, leisurely voice, "thatyour plan is quite feasible."

"Not feasible! Why not?""Perhaps because it conflicts with a

plan of my own.""A plan of your own! My dear boy,

do explain.""Tho fact is, Aunt Adriana," said

Eugene. "I have lost my heart to thissweet-voice- d, sweet-nature- d companionof yours. I want to ask her to be mywife."

Mrs. Dickinson was silent a moment;then she spoke again, in an altered accent

"I wender this never occurred to mebefore," said she.

"It was not so very unlikely, wasit?"

"Not in the least But, Eugene""Yes, Aunt Adriana.""Why need my plan conflict with

yours?""I don't think I quite understand

you, Aunt Adriana, - saia ids youngman.

"You are already my adopted son. Jwish to make her my daughter. Verywell. This is a big house, and I indi-vidually occupy very little of it Whycan't I have you both?"

Barbara had sat there with bothhands clasped over her burning face.Was she an eavesdropper? It so. thefault was unintentional. Now she hur-ried away, almost believing herself tobe in a dream. Surely, surely thiscould not be true this lifting of thecurtain of trial and toil this clearshining of a new life?

But as she passed the parlor door itopened and Eugene Dickinson met herface to face.

"Miss Blake!" he exclaimed. "Tonare the very person 1 have been wish-

ing .. Will you honor me with afew minutes of your time?"

Clara Belden was at ber eveningtoilet, with a surrounding of mirrors,rouge pots,'darkening pencils and high-ly scented pomades, when Barbara'sbrief note of declination reached her.

"What a fool!" said Clara. "Beachme that nail polisher, Jane. But atall events, she's had a chance."

But Miss Belden did not know whatother "chances" Barbara Blake hadhad. The Home Queen.

A Valuable Tip.Bullfinch How much is this ther-

mometer?Clerk Seventy-fiv- e cents.Bullfinch Why, I got one just like it

here a couple of days ago for fortycents.

Clerk What time in the day did yonbuy it?

Bullfinch About eight o'clock in themorning.

Clerk Ah, well, it's twelve now;thermometers are always higher atnoon. Boston Courier.

First Medic "How did the recep-tion go off?" Second Medic "Splen-didly. It was like a carbuncle in twoways." F. M. "How so?" S. M."Why, in the first place, it was a greatgathering, and secondly, it was a swellaffair."

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