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WATERBURY EVENING DEMOCRAT. TUESDAY, DECEMBER - If,. 1900. N , .
Theatrical
s
Fraternal
"ARIZONA"."
Augustus Thomas's wonderfully at
tractive play, "Arizona." which will be
presented at l'oli's this evening, has
all the elements of dramatic strength
which appeal to an audience. Whether
taken as a whole or in part, it holds
the attention of both the casual play
goer -and the one who wishes to go
deeper into the story of the passions
of life the passions that are life. The
environments are such that one finds
ceaseless attraction in this hit of dia
logue or that bk of action. The char
acters are such that the soldier, the
cowboy and the woman, one after an
other, occupy the principal place. Hav
ing enosen an appealing tncme ior ins
story, Mr Thomas, the author, also
chose a collection of people who would
not only -preserve all the virtue which
there was iu the central idea, but who
would each, by contrast with the other,
carry out the general plan and make
this mimic world seem like a real one.
The force of the characters and the
excellence of the situations are backed
up by 'dialogue which is always brisk,
as the talk of the west should be. and
which has a lightness now, or a som
breness then, that is as distinct as the
mountains and the shadows which
form the background of the story. The
play was presented here last season
in advance of its Xew York engage
ment, and its wonderful success at the
Herald Square theater, whore it has
beVn running since last summer, is now
matter of history. If it doesn't pack
Polis to the doors this evening, it will
be because local show-ogers have for
gotten the knack of recognizing an at
traction of genuine merit.
"WE TN'S OK TENNESSEE."
It is a very catchy story that is told
Ju the production of the above title,
and the performance is an interesting
one from start to linNh. 'J li.- conipauy
presenting it is also a very capable
and each of the parts was excellently
handled. It is plays of this kind that
appeal strongly to all theater goers,
and last night's audience wns greatly
pleased. The company will remain
here for the next two days and will
give matiuees each day. -Many per
formances have been seen at higher
prices that have not equalled this pro
duction, and if you do not attend one
of the next three performances you
will miss a treat. The prices are pop
ular, so that you can afford to see a
splendid entertainment for a little
money.
"U.VCLE JOSH SPRUCEBY.''
Following at the Jacques, on Thurs
8 ay, Friday and Saturday, will be
given Dave B. Lewis's big production
of "Uncle Josh Slirueehy." The play
is a story of Xew England life, and
while written for laughing purposes,
'has a serious vein running through it.
A number of specialties are intro
duced and special scenery is used to
show off the wonderful scenic effects.
The realistic sawmill scene is a strik
ing illustration of stagecraft. The
band and orchestra accompanying the
company is composed of high-class
musicians. A grand street parade is
given at noon.
XELL GWYNNE.
Miss Alberta Gallatin as Neil
Gwynne in "Under the Restoration"
Saturday matinee and night at Poll's.
MEETINGS TO-NIGHT.
Myrtle temple, R. S.
Comstock lodge. K. of P.
Evergreen court, O. of A.
Court Wolf Tone, F. of A.
Fraternity lodge, I. O. G. T. .
First church Women's club.
Nosahosan lodge. I. O. O. F.
Brass City lodge, G. U. O. O. F.
Progressive council, O. U. A. M.
Rainbow council. O. C. F.
St Vincent de Paul.
Companion Court Cecilia M. Quigley.
ts'o 205. I. O. F.
Court Oregon. F. of A.
Pride of the Valley lodge, I. O. O. F.,
l. V.
Friendly league, physical culture.
idr7imaking.
COMING EVENTS.
Poli's, December 13. Odd Fellows'
Minstrel show.
Turn hall, December 14 Waterbury
Social club's sociable.
, City hall, December 16 Grand sa
fcred concert.
Speedwell hall. December IS Broad
,way Social club's sociable.
Carter's hall. Waterville, Dec 8.
American Pin. company's fire depart
ment sociable and dance.
Speedwell hall, December 27 Water
bury association football club's dance.
Armory, New Year's eve, December
SI Company G's lance.
Leavenworth hall. New Year's eve,
December 31 French Canadian Insti
tute annual ball.
St Patrick's Lyceum hall, January
19 to February 4, 190.1 Fair.
Speedwell hall. January 19 Water
bury Button Co's dance.
HE FOOLED THE SURGEONS.
All doctors told Renick Hamilton, of
West Jefferson, O., after suffering 18
months from Rectal Fistula, ne would
die unless a costly operation was per
formed; but he 'cured himself Viih
five boxe.? of Bucklen's Arnica Salve,
the surest Pile Cure on Earth, and the
best Salve in the World. 25 ceiits a
.box. Sold by G. L. Dexter & Co,
' Druggists.
Bodr I-otztacl Xii a Canal.
. SANDY HILL, N. Y., Dec. 11. Yes
terday when the water was drawn from
the canal the body of Michael K. Reyn
olds was found in the five combined
locks. .Reynolds disappeared Nov. 10.
Coroaer Pattee held an inquest and ren
dered a verdict that death was doe to
accidental drowning. , Reynolds was 40
years old and unmarried.
' rA LIFE AND DEATH FIGHT.
- Mr W." A. Hlnes- of Manchester, ia.,
(Writing of his almost miraculous es
cape from death, says: "Exposure af
ter measles induced serious lung trou
ble, "which ended In consumption. I
had frequent hemorrages and coughed
night and day. - All my doctors said
I must soon die. Then I began to use
Dr King's New Discovery jfor Con
sumption, which completely cured me.
I would not be without it even If It
cost $5.00 a bottle. . Hundreds have
used it on my recommendatiot and all
ecy It never fails to cure Throat, Chert
and lung troubles." Regular size 50c
Trial bottles free at G. L. Dexter's &
-
THE STURG1S WAGER
A DETECTIVE STORY.
By EDGAR MORETTE.
Copyrisht, 1899, by Frederick A. Stokes Co.
""Wen," continued Murdock's voice,
"it is at any rate a great satisfaction
to play a game with an adversary
worthy of one's steel. You hae played
well, Mr. Sturgis. I think you would
have won modestly; and you are losing
as I .would myself have lost, had our
positions been reversed. Good-bye."
The gleaming eyes disappeared from
the grating and the sliding panel closed
with a metallic click.
"Now, then," said Sturgis to his com
panion, "the last chance lies in the
speaking tube. But first help me move
this box."
"What do you want to do with the
box?" osked Sprague, who, however,
did as ho was bid.
"It may help us to gain a little time.
Put it down here."
Sturgis struck a match and pointed
out the spot.
"On the hot-air register?"
"On what looks like a hot-air regis
ter. Did you ever see a hot-air regis
ter with no apparent means of shutting
off the heat?"
Sprague, who stood almost over the
register, suddenly threw back his head
and gasped for breath.
"You' have discovered the secret of
Ihis death trap," said Sturgis, observ
ing him.
"Gas!" spluttered the artist.
"Yes. he is g-oing to asphyxiate us.
Now, quick, to the speaking tube! The
box will somewhat retard the rush of
gas; but, at the best, it is only a ques
tion of minutes before the air becomes
so charged as to render respiration
impossible."
Sprague rushed to the speaking-tube
and whistled long and loud, after
which he placed his ear to the mouth
piece. "I hear some one walking," he sud
denly exclaimed.
The two men listened in breathless
silence for an answering call.
"Well, gentlemen, what can I do for
you'.'"
The words came, in Murdoch's voice.
Sprague's eyes met those of the re
porter and saw that the last faint glim
mer of hope was gone. In that swift
and silent interchange of thought
there was resignation to the inevitable
doom and the final farewell of two
brave hearts.
The spluttering candle gave its last
flicker and went out, leaving the pris
oners in utter darkness.
The room was rapidly filling "with
gas and they were beginning to feel its
effects.
"We can at least complete our task
before we die," said Sturgis, with grim
determination.
"Our task!"
"Yes, and insure Murdock's convic
tion for our murder."
"What chance is there that anyone
will ever discover our bodies, since they
are destined for Murdock's oblivion
tank?"
"Give me your hand," Sturgis re
plied; "there is a box of matches. I
place it here, between us. within easy
reach. I want to write a few words
to the superintendent of police to ex
plain matters. By that time there
will be enough gas in the room to
produce a terrific explosion, when we
strike a match. We can thus succeed
in wrecking this place and calling at
tention to it. If I should succumb
before you do, do not fail to light
the match."
While he was speaking the reporter
had taken from his pocket a pad and
a pencil and had begun to write as
rapidly as he could in the darkness.
Sprague's head was beginning to
swim and his cars were ringing, but
the thought of Agnes Murdock was
uppermost in his mind.
"An exnlosion!" he exclaimed: "no
no; that must not be. What ot
Agnes? She may be hurt?"
Sturgis continued writing.
"It is the only chance there is of
bringing Murdock to justice," he said,
firmly.
"But Agnes is innocent of his
crimes," urgad the artist, in a thick
voice. His tongue clove to his palate;
he felt his consciousness ebbing.
"Why should she suffer? I am go
ing, old man I cannot hold out any
longer Promise me that you that
you will not strike the match "
He staggered and fell against the
reporter, who caught him in his
arms. His own senses were reeling.
"Promise " pleaded the half-unconscious
man.
"I promise," answered Sturgis, after
an instant's hesitation.
It struck a chill to his heart to see
his friend dying in the prime of youth,
strength and happiness.
Suddenly a thought flashed upon
him.
"Brace upj old fellow. All is not
yet over. The speaking-tube leads to
fresh air. Here, put your lips to it
and breathe through your mouth."
" The artist heard the words and
made an effort, to obey- these direc
tions. With Sturgis' assistance he
managed to place his lips to the
mouth-piece of the speaking-tube. A
few whiffs of comparatively fresh air
sent the sluggish blood coursing
through his veins and gave him a new
hold on life. With renewed vigor
came the animal instinct to fight to
the last for existence.
As the shadows of death which had
been closing in upon him receded, ho
became conscious of Sturgis' voice
beating upon his ears in broken and
scarcely audible tones.
"It is the last chance Stick to
the tube When he comes surprise
him your . revolver shoot before "
The reporter was clinging unsteadi
ly to "his friend's shoulder, Sprague
suddenly r.ealized that Sturgis in his
turn was succumbing to. the effects of
the gas. He sprang back in time to
catch the staggering man in ' 'his
etms. ' '
("Selfish brute that I ami he ex
claimed. "Here; it is your turn to
breathe!" And he pushed the report
en toward th tube. ;
I No, no," .said turgis-, struggling
faintly; "it cannot be both and you
have everything to live for." -
But' the artist was now the stronger,
and b$ fuseedel. inforcing.htg friend.
) '
to 'inhale enough, fresh air to restore
his departing" consciousness ' "V
At' length S5t.urgis, with returning,
strength, was about to" renew the gen
erous struggle with Sprague, when
suddenly the place was ablaze with the
glow of ah electric light.
"He waits to see if his work is done,"
whispered. Sturgis, to his companion.
Then, observing that Sturgis was
again on the verge of asphyxiation, he
continued hurriedly:
"Fill up your lung's with air, -quick!
quick, I tell you. Now drop and
feign death. Do as I do."
Suiting the action to the word, Stur
gis threw himself upon the stone lioor,
face downward, and lay motionless,
his right hand grasping a revolver con
cealed beneath his body. Sprague,
after a short breathing spell at the
tube, followed his companion's exam
ple. After a short interval there came a
metallic click, which Sturgis recog
nized as the sound made by the open
ing of the slide in the panel of the door
at the head of the stairs.
A moment which seemed an eter
nity of suspense followed, during
which the prisoners felt, without being
able to see, the cold gleam of the steely
eyes of Murdock at the grating.
Would he enter? Would he suspect
the ruse? Would the two men retain
their grasp of consciousness and their
strength long enough to make a last
light for life?
These thoughts crowded upon the re
porter's brain as he lay simulating
death and making a desperate effort to
control his reeling senses.
- If Murdoch were coming he would
have to shut off the gas and ventilate
.he room. What was he waiting for?
"Come in!"
The words were Murdock's as he
turned away from the grating and
closed the sliding panel.
"An interruption which probably
means death to us," whispered Stuigis
to his companion; "take another
breath of fresh air, old fellow; we
must hold out a little longer."
Sprague, however, lay motionless
!nd unresponsive. The reporter shook
him violently and turned him over
upon his back. The artist's body was
limp and inert; his eyes half closed;
his face livid.
The reporter himself felt sick and
faint. But, with a mighty effort, he
succeeded in raising his friend in his
arms, and dragging him toward the
speaking-lube. There, of a sudden, his
strength failed him. His head swam;
bis muscles relaxed; he felt Spra&ae's
limp form slip from his g rasp, totte;-ed,
reeled, threw his arms wildly about
him for support, and fell, as the last
elusive ray of consciousness was slip
ping away from' him.
CHAPTER XXII.
FATHER AND DAUGHTER.
After Sprague had left her, Agnes,
shaken by the conflicting emotions of
fhe day, had gone to her room to rest
and to prexare for the interview
which she meant to have with her
father on the subject of her lover
and of Chatham.
Having received word that Murdock
would remain in his studj; during the
rest of the afternoon, she had taken
time to reflect upon what she meant
to say, and how she meant to say it.
Her visit was not prompted by the
desire of a daughter to confide the
great happiness of her life to the lov
ing sympathy of an affectionate par
ent; but Agnes was punctilious in the
performance of what she considered
to be her duties, great and small, and
she counted it among those duties to
obtain, or at any rate to seek, the pa
ternal sanction of her choice of a
husband.
Her knock at the door of Murdock's
study was answered in the chemist's
quiet voice:
"Come in."
As she opened the door, Murdock
advanced to meet her. He seemed to
come from the direction of the ex
tension. Miss Murdock sniffed the air.
"Isn't there a leak of gas?" she in
quired. "Y'es," replied Murdock; "I have
just stopped a leak in the laboratory.
Won't you take a chair, Agnes?"
She felt his calm, searching glance
upon her; and, in spite of her prep
aration, she grew embarrassed, as
was her wont, in her father's pres
ence. "Did Mr. Chatham" wait to see you
this afternoon?" she asked, after a
momentary silence.
Murdock observed her narrowly. ' '
"Y'es; Chatham has been here to
day. I did not know that you had
seen him."
"I could not help seeing him; for
he 'forced his way into the parlor, in
spite of all the servants could do to
prevent him."
An almost imperceptible furrow ap
peared between the chemist's eyes.
"Has he been annoying you with
his attentions?"
The words were spoken in Mur
dock's usual tones; but Agnes saw
something in her father's eyes and
in the firm lines of his mouth which
sent a cold shiver down her spine, and
caused her pity to go out to the .un
fortunate young man who had offend
ed her.
"Perhaps he is more to be pitied
than blamed," she suggested, gently.
"My interview with him was certain
ly not pleasant; but I bear him no
malice."
"Tell me about it," said Murdock,
slowly.
Agnes gave her version of the visit,
in which, instinctively, she softened,
as much as possible, the passion and
brutality displayed by the account
ant. Murdock listened in silence until
she had quite finished. Then Agnes
noticed that his right hand was
clenched upon the arm of his chair
with a force which caused the mus
cles to stand out in hard knots. She
looked up into-his face in sudden sur
prise. ' i - v ' ,;
His features gave no -indication of
what his feelings might be; and hi
voice, as usual, was'steady and delib
erate. . ' - ."
"I am sorry all this . shouldx have
happened, Agnes.' As I told you yes
terday, I hoped to save'you from this
man's importunities. It cannot bo
helped now. But I think I made it
clear to the gentleman that his atten
tions are as distasteful to me as they
are to sou, J. A he seems to have told
you,' he Has been obliged to leave ttie ;
country I (Understand that y he has
done something or' other which- makes,
it safer-for him to undertake a long
journey. At any rate, we are well rid
of him for some time to come,' and I'
think you need have no. fear, of fur
ther molestation."
"What did he mean by saying that
he had had encouragement from
you?" asked the young girl.
"I am sure I do not know. That
was of course a lie out of whole cloth.'
He came to me with letters of jrecoia
mendation from good friends of mine,
and I therefore occasionally invited
him to the house; -but that is all the
encouragement he ever got from me.
We live in the United States and at
the close of the nineteenth century.
The selection of a husband is no long
er performed by a stern parent, but
is left entirely to the young girl her
self. That is certainly my way cf
looking at the matter. When you
find the man of your choice, my only
function will be to give you advice,
if you seek it, and my best assistance
in any event."
The turn of the conversation thus
suddenly brought to the surface the
topic which occupied the young- girl's
mind, to the exclusion of all others;
and which, for that very reason, had
been kept severely in the background
up to that point.
"That reminds me," said Agnes,
consciously, as a charming flush suf
fused her beautiful face, "that I have
sot yet broached the principal object
Df this interview "
Murdock observed her closely and
waited for her to proceed. But Agnes
was once .more laboring under a
strange embarrassment and could not
find words in which to frame the con
fidence she was so Teluctant to offsr.
Perhaps the chemist civincd some
thing of the nature of what she was
struggling to find expression for. At
any rate, he noticed her embarrass
ment and endeavored to como to her
assistance with a few encouraging
Words, spoken with unusual gentle
ness. Agnes, engrossed with her own
thoughts, did not notice it; but there
Was in his manner as near an ap
proach to tender wistfulness as, his
nature was capable of.
At last the young girl seemed to
father courage, ind she was about to
peak, when there was a knock upon
the door.
"Plsie, sur; there do be two gin
lle:)n in the hall."
"Who are they, Mary?"
"Shure, thin, sir, I dunno, barrin'
wan uv 'em do be a polacemun."
"Did they ask to see me?"
"They did not, sur; shure they asked
tf Mr. Chapman was in."
"Mr. Chathami?"
"Yis, sur. And.-1 told 'e-Ji he wuz here
Ihis afthernoon, and I wud see wuz
he here now, fur I ain't seen him go
)-it."
"Well, Mary, you see he has gone,
bince he is no longer here," said Mur
dock quietly. "Take the gentlemen
into the parlor, and tell them I shall
be with them in a minute."
"All right, sur."
After the maid had left the room,
Ihe chemist rose from his chair and.
ivalked toward the door leading to the
library. ,r
"If you will excuse me for a few
minutes, Agnes, I shall see what these
men want. Wait for me here, if you
V. ill. I shall be back directly."
So saying, he noiselessly opened the
folding doors and passed into the li
brary, closing the dbors carefully be
hind him.
Freed from the presence of her fa
ther, Agnes almost instantly regained
her composure. She had not, how
ever, had much time to collect her
thoughts when ishe was suddenly start
led by a loud, shrill whistle, which
brought her to her feet in alarm.
"Well?"
She asked the question in anxious
tones, as if realizing that life and
ileath were in the balance. Then she
placed her ear to the mouthpiece.
I At first she could not make out the
words spoken by her invisible in
terlocutor. Then, gradually, they fell
upon her ear with terrible distinct
ness; and she stood spellbound, as in
a horrible nightmare, with sudden ter
ror in her staring- eyes, and with the
fearful sense of impotence in her trem
bling limbs.
CHAPTER XXIII.
THE SPEAKING TUBE. J
Nature has implanted in every one
of its living creatures, from the
top to the bottom of the scale,
the strongest of all instincts
that of self-preservation. As Sturgis
tell forward and clutched wildly at the
uir, his hand struck the stone wall of
the square chamber. No conscious im
pression was made upon his brain by
the contact; but, automatically, his
fingers tightened as they slipped over
the smooth surface. His right hand
struck an obstacle and closed upon i
in the convulsive grip of a dying man.
Then a sudden gleam of consciousness
Swept across his sluggish brain.
It was the speaking-tube!
He clung to it with the remnant of
his strength and eagerly placed his
lips to the mouthpiece. For a few min
utes he drank in with avidity the re
vivifying draughts of air which grad
ually brought him back from the brink
of death.
With returning consciousness, the
thought of his dying friend recurred to
him in all its vividness. He tried to
go to his assistance; but he was sick
and faint, and his limbs were powerless
to respond to his will. Then, at last,
lie was seized with utter despair and
gave up the struggle. .' '
He had sunk dejectedly upon the
thair when a faint and indistinct mur
mur, as of distant voices, beat upon his
ears, whose natural acuity seemed ex
traordinarily increased by the long
nervous tension under which he had
been. The ruling passion is strong in
death; without knowing just why he
did so, Sturgis found himself again at
the speaking-tube, endeavoring to hear
the conversation, the sound of Which
evidently came from Murdock's office.
He could barely distinguish a word
here and there; but he recognized the.
timber of one of the voices. It was the,
chemist's, and his interlocutor was . a.
woman perhaps his daughter,', li only
he could reach 'Agnes Murdock with
some word or signal.
In suspense, he held his'ear to the
mouthpiece, occasionally f taking a
breath of fresh- air to renew his
itceneth.- - . .
he
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Should he take the chances and shout
!n the hope of catching the young
girl's attention? If he whistled, Mur
dock would answer himself, and the
Inst chance would be lost. But would
she hear a shout ? And, if she did, would
not her father prevent her from render
ing any assistance? Y'et what other
chance was there? Poor Sprague was
dying; perhaps already dead. There
Was no time to lose.
He stood for awhile irresolute, and
had just made up his mind to risk all
on a bold move, when suddenly Mur
dock's voice became more distinct, as if
he were passing near the mouth-piece
of the speaking-tube at the other end.
"I shall be back directly."
He was going then. Agnes, if it
were she, would remain alone for at
least an instant; and in that instant
lay possible salvation.
The reporter strained every nerva
to catch some other word. None
came. But presently he heard a door1
close. Murdock had. left the room.
Now or never was the chance to act.
With all his might he blew repeated
ly into the'tube.
"Well?"
The question, came in the sweet
tones of a woman's voice.
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o.f fine Wool Cashmere, somewhat
kerchiefs for Ladies. Men and Children
special importation; the best makers.
A Splendid Line of
ARTICLES
the city. Y'ou can select a useful
box of our "Ledge" Cigars do?
presenting such a gift to the best
to remember their friends should
ITXC'S -".
J ACQUES OPERA HOUSE
MONDAY, TUESDAY, WEDNES
DAY, DEC 10, 11 and 12.
The New York American Theater Sue-
We Uns of Tennessee
A BEAUTIFUL PLAY
OF THE SOUTH.
Prices. l.", 2."i. 3o. 50 cents. Matinee,
10 and 20 cents. Sale of seats Satur
day, December S.
pOLI'S THEATER,
TUESDAY EVENING. DECMBER 11
Augustus Thomas's Big New York
Success.
ISIS
As played for Throe Montlte at the
Herald Square Theater, New York.
Sale of seats Monday, December 10.
Grand Minstrels
Given by
ANSANTAWAE ENCAMPMENT,
I. O. O. F.,
POLI'S THEATER,
THURSDAY EVENING, DEC 13.
Seventy People Best Artists and
Singers in the City Excellent
Costumes Grand Tableaux,
Marches, Etc.
ADMISSION 25c to 75c'
JACQUES OPERA HOUSE
THURSDAY. FRIDA YAND SAT
URDAY, DEC 13. 14, 15.
Matines Friday and Saturday. I
Dave Q. Lewis";
Production of
Uncle Josh Sprucely
A New England play with many
quaint features oi village life.
Prices 15. 25. 25 and 50 cents; mat
inees. 10 and 20 cents, '"ale of seats
on Wednesday, December 12.
olo-Auditorium
Wednesday, December 12,
SPRINGFIELD vs WATERBURY.
Friday, December 14,
HARTFORD vs WATERBURY.
On Waterville street, a beautiful res
idence embracing all the artistic and
modern improvements which suggest
ease and comfort, aud that place on
Ridgewood street with its .tasty. 'and;
highly embellished 'front facing the
.warming; smiles of the southern sun,
will bring happiuess to Its possessor.
H- TIERNEY,'
Real Estate, Fire and Plat,e Glass
Insurance, and Bonds and , Surety
iven; 1C7 Bank street. t, .
or
within roach of all.
fited.
children's dresses; oue-haie the us ;al
file and accordion plaiting, 9Sc, worth
broken in assortment, have been $2,
we hare evev shown.
c - rent kinds, :
RONS, ETC.
to
j0. Double and sinclo
GAS TO BURN
FOR ALL PURPOSES.
GAS ENGINES, any desired power.
GAS STOVES, for cooking or heat-
fns
GAS BURNERS, all approved kinds.
All most cheerfuily shown, and a!!
information and estimates cheerfully
imparted to all who will call.
The United Gas Improvement Go
150 Grand Street.
A Man Is Hard To Please
When it comes to laundering. He
knows how his shirts, collars and cuff
should be done up. You can't fool
him on that point. We do not try to
fool our customers. We give them
conscientious labor, and the result i
laundering absolutely free from blem
ish. Regular laundry prices.
Davis' Steam Laundry
17 CANAL STREET.
Branch Office, 67 Grand SL
CnTHil OF THE
NOSE,
1 IlKUft 1 .
LUNOS.
GUARANTEE CURE.
Blood Poison, Chronic Sores, Ulcers,
Skin Diseases Permanently
Cured.
DR. SARQOOD,
Office Hours: S a. m. to S p. m.
daily.
90 NORTH MAIN STREET.
NOTICE!
Kilfyre is put up in a Yellow
Tubs,
The Genuine Bears This Trade
Mark.
I
BEWARE OF IMITATIONS.
C. B. FOWLER is the ONLY
AUTHORIZED representative of
KILFYRE in NEW HAVEN COUNTY
It was KILFYRE that was PUB
LICLY DEMONSTRATEp ju West
Main and Central Avenue Saturday,
November 10th last.
For particulars address '
CONNECTICUT STATE AGENCY,
bS Center St, Waterbury, Ct, oz
C. B. FOWLER. Rep,
New Haven county, 300 w oleott St.
Telephone 171-12.
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CAvEAl .TRADE-MARK. COPYRIGHT or DESIGN1
1 PROTECTION. Send model. Bfcetch. or pboto.
for free examination and advice. i
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