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WATERBURY EVENING I)EMOCRAT, SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 6, 1904.
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JUST INVENTORIED
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And find that we have a few choice
OVERCOATS AND SUITS
In lots of one and two of a kind If
your; size is among them it is yours at
a greatly reduced price.
Would advise intending purchasers
' . .' '
to come quickly.
R. ' R 'MRDER CO.
105 BANK
! An Old jFcfdorite
THE MILLER
By Isaac
HERE dwelt a miller hale and -bold
Beside the river Dee; ,
He worked and sang from morn till
. No lark more blithe than he.
And this the burden of his song
Forever used to be,
"I envy nobody, no, not I,
And nobody envies me!"
"Thou'rt wrong, my friend," said old King Hal,
Thou'rt wrong as wrong can be; ! .
For could my heart be light as thine,
I'd gladly change with thee.
And tell me now, what makes thee sing
: With voice so loud and free,- 1
While I am sad, though I am king. , - , v
Beside the river Dee?" . , v
The miller smiled, and doffed his cap.
"I earn my bread," quoth he,
"I love my wife, I love my friend, ,
I love my children three; '
I owe no penny I cannot pay; ,
I thank the river Dee,
That turns the mill and grinds the- com
To feed my babes and me." ; ,
"Good friend," said Hal, and sighed the while,
"Farewell, and happy be;
But say no more, If thou'dst be true,
' .That no man envies thee: . . . ' ' '
Thy, mealy cap is worth my'crown,. ' .
Thy mill my kingdom's fee; . . ;
Such men as thou are England's boast,
O miller of the Dee!"
MAY WOMAN EVER WOO THE MAN?
By Mrs. FRANK LESLiF
SHOULD say woman may never do the wooing, but
sometimes may give it to be understood . that at least
"Barkis is ! willin'." Again, there may be circum
stances , where a woman' stands alone in the world,
needing no protection, maintenance or counsel, suf
ficing to herself for all worldly or business requirements and utter
ing no plaint of loneliness o'r need of comradeship. A man seeing
SUCH A WOMAN, moving in her own orbit as a queen and sur
rounded by admirers, might well hesitate before venturing to beg
her to abdicate in his favor, to accept him as her lord and master,
the arbiter 'of her destiny, the controller of her movements, asking
her to give up the very name by which , she re so widely known and
admired and to adopt HIS comparatively obscure cognomen.
; Or it may be a beautiful girl in the full flush and pride of her
ifirst ieason, with wealth at her. back,' a powerful family connection,
wide circle of friends, admirers and acquaintances -a girl, in fact,
with the world at her feet and an almost unlimited power of choice.
'young man obscure of family, undistinguished in appearance or
manner, poor in purse perhaps a clerk upon a moderate salary,
perhaps a struggling young lawyer
Bees, loves, worships her, and although he cannot conceal his devo
tion he no more thinks of declaring it than he does of asking the
Evening star to come down and nimninate his humble lodgings.
t'-?.;V.:.v ' t n k iV'
j Now, if the stately and self sufficing woman or if the lovely girl
trpon her pedestal of sweet pre-eminence should cast her eyes upon
the silent and unpresuming adorer, should look and listen and read
4lia am Yiia Intra arA -f.! Vto T"KT TTT 4 T TOV1 T.TT?S ATT.
TEEE PROMISE OF THE FUTURE, should also perceive that
so deep is the man's self distrust and consciousness of the great gulf
life has opened between them that he darca not speak -WHAT IS
-SHE TO DOf
TO BURY HER OWN FEELJNGS AND NOT PERCEIVE HI8? TO
CO ON THROUGH LIFE WITH A 8ENSE OF LOSS EVER GROWING
UPON HER? TO MARRY ANOTHER MAN AND CREEP ALONG AT
'HIS SIDE LIKE A BROKEN HEARTED CAPTIVE?
: Is "she to bury the best possiblo love of her life and smooth over
the grave and plant it to grain good, practical, marketable grain
or perhaps to hollyhocks and sunflowers and flaunting poppies ?
Should, then, the woman or the girl in suoh case boldly grasp
(the golden fruit not offered to her! Should she, instead of modestly
pretending uneonsciousnese, tear asijde the mask under which the
man is trying to disguise his heart
he had sworn to die rather than to
the proposal he is too shy, too proud or too honest to make ?
Well, yes. Why not I And yet even as I write the word the deep
instinct of womanhood rises up within me and says, No ! BETTER
TO DIE OF A. BROKEN HEART than to live without seH
respect!
Now, which is the true answer
I . ! ..... ,
to'
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STREET.
OF THE DEE
Blckerstaff
night:
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or doctorsees the debutante
and force him to reveal the love
tell Must shay in one word, make
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th cold, "Zes" of reason or the
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ASSERTED HER RIGHTS.
ThU la Me Caaael," Cook Announce
to the Follce and Kefnsed to
Leave Kitchen.
Benjamin Mordecal, a real estate
broker of 319 West One Hundred and
Fifth street. New York, telephoned
police headquarters that he wished a ;
servant taken away, and quickly.
A policeman of the West One Hun
dredth street station was sent to the
residence near Riverside drive.: A car-
riage was waiting to take Mr. and Mrs. 1
Mordecai to a theater. It was then
nearly eight o'clock.
Mr. Mordecai ( was remonstrating
with the servant in the kitchen. She
would not leave the, house, and the
other , servants were afraid. Mr
Mordecai said, to stay in, the house
with the domestic. He did not niib
"I'M QUEEN HERE!" ,
to have her arrested, out wished hei
taken out of the house.
The policeman tried to induce the
girl to leaye, but she refused.
"I want me discharge in the reg'lai
way," she said.. .:
The policeman sent word to the sta
tion and a patrol wagon rolled up in
front of the Mordecai residence, while ';
neighbors wondered. Another' effort i
was made to get the servant to leave, j
but she protested, delivering this defl:
,'Tm queen here. This-kitchen's me
cassel, and yez kin all clear out. Take
yer gilded buttons and skedadd. .?.''
The woman had to be carried out
by the police, and she screamed and
kicked, but was got to the station.
Mr,. Mordecai did 'not wish to make
a, complaint., but finally did so. and
the woman was locked up on a charge
of Intoxication. '
It was then half-past eight, and Mr
Mordecai said "he would not go to the
theater,' .;. as" Mrs. Mordecai had . been
mad? .too. nervous to leave the house,
tossed" into a tree."
Peddler Enrnnnfem a Ball Jmt Aftei
It Hnd Been Infnrinted liy
' Red Tablecloth.
Anthony Meitzinger, a pack peddlei
of Philadelphia, had an elevating ex
perience as he was' crossing ia field a
short distance north of BIngeh Sta.
tion, on the Philadelphia & Reading
railway. ' '
Meitzinger climbed a fence, aftei
leaving the railroad, and had nearly
reached Ginder's farrahoise, when he
was chased by a bull whlch had become
Infuriated' at the red tablecloth, in
which the stock , of goods were bun-
died. , ': -V
Thinking to dodge the animal by
running around an apple tree, ', which
he was trying to climb while chased,
CHASED BY A MAD BULI
he was "l-eached" by the , bull and
tossed skyward.
The man fell in the tree and became
so entangled among the leafless
branches that he was obliged to stay
there for . more than an hour before
two gunners, attracted by bis cries for
help, came to his rescue. They had to
climb up after him and lift him down.
To get the peddler out of the tree
'they with great difficulty extricated
him from between the branches in '
which he was wedged. ,
Bis Noiei In Hlsn Faver. ,
In Japan the nose is the only feature
which attracts attention. The nose de
termines the beauty or ugliness of th
face, according as it is big or small.
This is probably due to the fact that dif
ference in noses constitutes about th
only distinction between one Japanese
face and another. The eyes are invar
riably black, the cbeek-bonea high, and
the chin receding. In Japan a lady who
has a huge proboscis is always a great
beauty and a reigning belle. There are
a few large noses among the native, and
lucky is he or she upoa whom nature
lavishes one. In all Japanese pictured
representing the supposedly beautiful
woman the artist invariably improves
on nature by depicting thle feature as
Abnormally developed.
Balk of Snow.
A cublo foot of new fallen snow
weighs five and, one-half pounds on the
average, and has 12 time the bulk of an
equal weight of water.
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Charcoal IBph'a Dally Tbeaarat.
Dey am some sllppahs made b leath
er, an' some of wool, but de spankin
Blippah am always felt, Mistah Jack
son. -Baltimore News, . -
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In the Long Ago
MYRTLE CONGER
(Copyricbt, H0, by Dally Story Pub. CO.)
PATRICIA'S chief characteristics
were her beautiful eyes and hei
self-reliance. f
She was from the city, and she had
begun her first term as teacher In" the
village school, much to -the consterna
tion of the inhabitants, who had nevei
known any teacher for their children
other than the ancient Mr. James.
I might tell you about the pictur
esque woods near the school; or, the
little brook that ran at the foot of the
hill; and the flowery paths where the
children 'walked home in the glow oi
the evening, swinging their dinner
pails or munching their left-over din
ner cakes; or, the big swing on the old
beechnut tree in the school yard; or,
about the little brick - schoolhouse
itself, only these things would not be
true, and besides, they have nothing
to do witih the story.
The real beginning was when Miss
O'Connor (that was Patricia's teacher
name) saw Kitty Wright attempt to
pass a note across the aisle to Philip
Brooks. The note slipped to the floor
before Philip could secure It.
"Philip," said Miss O'Connor, sweet
ly, "please , lower' the window; the
room seems close." ;
By the time the window was low
ered Patricia- had secured the note,
consigned its remains : to the waste
basket and called the American his
tory class. Philip gasped. , Last year,
Mr. James had read their notes pub
licly, That night, after the books had been
put away, the teacher said: "Philip, I
wish you to remain. I have some work
I wish you to finl3h before examina
tion. The rest may pass out."
And the unsuspecting pupils passed
out. Kitty paused long enough at
Philip's desk to, whisper:, "I. will wait
for you at the bend." ;
.. When Miss O'Connor went back to
Philip's' desk he was nervously mak-,
ing x's and y's on his tablet. Nothing
that Mr. James had ever done could
produce the effect of the brown glanoe3
from 1 Patricia's eye3 and . ; the 1 1 even
tones of her soft voice. " r
"Here they are. Ten of them," she
said. :, ; ' ' '
Philip took the paper awkwardly..
"Phillip. . how old are you?"
. The paper , fluttered' to the floor. It
was swept up next morning and tossed
Into the fire.
"Nineteen last January," he returned,
recovering comewhat from his sur
prise. "Heavens!" commented Patricia, in
wardly. ."Older than I am." Aloud, ;
she - said:' "I have been thinking,'
Philip, that you; will ' not be benefited
by going to school here much longer.
You already are ahead, of the course.
You are almost a man now, and - you
must be thinking about your future.
What do you intend to do with your
future?" '
. .Pfciljp was speechless
"Would,, you like to be a physician,
like your father?"
"No, Miss O'Connor; oh. no."
, "What would you like to be! You
must be something, you know."
I would repeat all their conversation
only I never have been told it all,: and
I wasn't there. All I learned was that
Philip 'didn't' seen to- have -a very defi
nite' notioni of any -kind of a career,
except, a few stray dreams cf becoming
a "newspaper, man" and . that. Kitty
waited in vain at the bend that night.
The next occurrence that .has any
real bearing 'on this story was when
Philip passed, a note to Kitty. Patricia
saw It. She had learned "to watch for,
such things. " . " ' -
"Kitty Wright," she said, quietly,
"bring that note to me."
""I won't!" Kitty : : snapped back,
clasping the note tighty in her hand. '
You knbv); how all the pupils acted
then Just as they did when your teach
er caught you passing a note to your
echoolgirl sweetheart across the aisle;
or across two or three aisles; or across
the full length of the room for that
matter; or at whatever angle she sat
from you. ..
In an instant. Patricia was at ; the
girl's Bide: She repeated 'her request,
to which Kitty gavp the same defiant
answer, and. added some additional
paragraphing something on the fol
lowing order: "You haven't any busi
ness with my notes. Why are you al
ways bothering yourself about ' Philip
and me? Mother says that's all you
do, anyway. Why don't you ' teach
school? That's what you're here for.'
Like a flash Patricia's firm little
Angers burled themselves in the back
of Kitty's hand and the note changed
possession.
"Kitty, you may go home now an
Tetura when you are ready to apolo
gize." .
Here was the place for the custom
ary "subdued hush". that Is supposed
to accompany all such occasions, but Jl
I remember rightly there wua somi
,nplse and a giggle or two as Kitty left
the room. - .
The next day Kitty returned to th
school with her mother. There was
some loud talking on the part of Mrs.
Wright, and some insolence from Kit
ty, but Patricia came out victorious.
One noonday recreation not long
after that Miss O'Connor found Philij
at his desk, reading a book she had
placed there for that express purpose.
"Do you still want to be a 'newspa
per man?'" she asked, as she paused
before him.
And Philip said he did.
"There's a newspaper man comini
to our house this evening, and if you
will come over you can see what one
Is like," she said.
Philip went and saw. And he imme
diately became poseessed of a desire to
become a man like Walter Ellis, the
newspaper man.
"Philip Is one of my oldest pupils,"
said Patricia, by way of explanation,
"And the beet? naked Mr. Ellis.
I'm afraid not," answered Philip,
flushing, and looking- down upon Pa
tricia, for she was dainty and small
beside himr
"The best except for one fault," said
Patricia, "and that Is he is in love
with a very pretty and very bad man
nered little lady, who never knows hei
Jfai iters Igganan.,
"Not , know her history lesson and
you her teacher?"
"Oh, Philip makes up, for that by
whispering the answers to her," and
Patricia gave Philip a : sweet , little
smile to take the sting away from hei
words. -,' ' :
Mr. Ellis stayed a long time. Philip
listened in wonder to these two talk
ing familiarly. It was a new world to
him as Patricia had intended it
should be. ,; ' . ' ' " ' ' .-
The next day Mrs. Wright cut Patri
cia dead on the street, but Patricia
only smiled.
That same evening she called at the
heme of the Brooks and had a long
talk with Philip's parents about theit
only son. Patricia never wanted any
thing that' she did not get it This
time what she wanted was that Philip
might go away to school., She got it
She stayed so long that evening
that Philip had to walk home with
her. When she gave him her hand to
say good-night he lifted his hat and
said: "Miss O'Connor, i know now
that I have needed just you. to make
me know what the best Of life is. I
have been only an - awkward, useless
boy, but if you will teach me I shall
be what you want me to be." ,
"I will help you, Philip," was all
she said. . ,.''- V -:'''''
That winter Patricia taught the vil
lage school again; and the next also,
but neither of .these two winters have
anything. much to do with this story,
kitty Wright had gone to . her aunt's,
in the city, where, according to her
mother, she could "learn something."
Philip was studying hard in the uni
versity. A weekly letter told Patricia
of his work,, and a weekly answer gave
him encouragement amid his . strug
gles... ... - : . ;
The .following winter a new teacher
came to take charge of. the village
school, and Patricia went back to her
old home In the metropolis.
Mr: Ellis met her at the train with
a"I congratulate you. You have been
successful." ' i :
But Patricia's mind was on other
things, and she only smiled and an
swered,1 rather vaguely: Yes."
. "Not very enthusiastic for a young
and successful writer,", he said. "But
how you ever could stay in that dead
little village three years is beyond vac.
Here's the carriage." Ella expects you
to come to supper. No amount of
possible rural books could have tempt
ed me, but you always were queer."
"Thank -you," ' assented , Patricia,
laughing. "I don't look ancient or
anything like that, do I?"
" "6hy ho; Sonthe contrary, you look
unusually beautiful. What became of
that , young fellow I met there several
times? ' One of your awkward, over
grown youngsters. I thought then that
he was to be a character in your book,
but I was mistaken. Ella said you
probably had; some philanthropic no
tion in your head. Women are unac
countable.", ) : , .
Patricia opened her eyes. "I didn't
think him awkward, and I didn't in
tend to "put him in, a story. He was
just going to marry, an objectionable
girl some time that's all, and settle
down into a village nonentity and thus
spoil a career, for he has, a career be
fore him., Ah, there's Ella waiting.
How good it seems to be back . once
more." .
"I never have known v the reason
why you wanted to take me away from
Kitty Wright."; Philip said to Patricia
one evening, as she sat writing. It
was six years later.
- "I told you I didn't want your career
spoiled,'' ' she ' answered; marking out
some paragraphs. - "There, - that's fin
ished. Do you think 'Ellis & Brooks'
will accept it?"
"Brooks will at any rate. Was there
no other reason, 'Patricia?" ; ',
"Yes; one. Oh, do be careful; you'll
crumple my' story.". :
"Dear little story. Sweetheart, tell
me, .was it because you cared a litfle
even then?" .
; And Patricia said it was.
And I, who write this ' story,- am
PatrlciaV granddaughter, and Philip is
my grandfather. It ; was from him
that I heard this story in ihe long win
ter evenings, while grandmother lis
tened and smiled, and told me that
Philip always was ever so much nicer
than grandfather , said. , ,
Only One Drawback.
"What did Henpeckke say when he
caught you kissing his wife?" '
"Nothing. But he told me afterward
thaUbe'd have, killed us both only he
was afraid his wife wouldn't like it."
Town Topics'.
The Last Word.
"De time an' double you kin save by
lettin' de yuthuh man hab de las' word."
said Uncle. Eben, "generally makes it a
putty good bargain." Washington Star.
The United States
Mints...
were organized in 1792.
The coinage of nickels wa begun in
1866. The latest report from the
Mints shows that 445,841.054 nickels
have been coined since that time,
value $22,292,052.70 ,
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Largest Seller in the World - itk
'' THE BAND IS THE '" 'hA-
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FREE
for ;
Saturday Night and Monday.
$2 worth. 20, Green Trading
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118 SOUTH
ALL KINDS OF PESTS.
Striking Characteristics of Tbqse in
- the Form- of Men.
Fellow Who laalata on Repeatlns Hla
Own Storl several Varletlex o
the Coiuic Oi'df r The OtKen-
' ive l . :.fcter. .
' "Yes, we'11 run up' against all sorts oi
pests in our business," said Precinct De
tective'tieofge Boyd r to a Washington
Star reporter. '.;
. "One of these is the man who forces
you to ask, him questions. If he wishes
to tell you that he is reading 'Mrs. Wiggs'
Le(. asKs .'Whabook do you suppose
I am reading?'' Although you have no
THK OFFENSIVE ; PUNSTER.
Interest whatever In the matter, you are
constrained by politeness to say: ; Tm;
sure I do not know. . What is it?' There
upon . he -tellsl'you, triumphantly. He
could have given you the information
without any of this annoying parley, but
that is not his way. - .
"The man who Insists on repeating
' his remarks two or three times is also
! an annoying pest" His trick Is to watch
your ' coutitehahcei" and as soon as he
notes any sign of his having impressed
you, to go back' 6n his tricks and give
I you the whole discourse over again.
Especially does he do this in telling a
humorous story, 'ti If, you laugh you are
lost, . for j you..,must . Listen to the story
over an, oyer again. until he has wrung
every drop of humor out of It.
s "There are severar varieties of the
comic story pest. Not more than three
men in fifty-seven are competent to tell
a humorous story; -and the rest ought
never to -attempt 4t, for, if there is only
one dreary .thing on earth it is' a good -(
story spoiled in the beginning. ' , l
"Among the comic-story pests are the
man who puts too many immaterial de- !
tails into his narrative; ' the man who
laughs at his own Story before he has
given you the point (an exasperating
wretch); the man, who exposes the point
at the start,' and. then completes the nar
ration, after you have had your laugh;
the man who listens solemnly to you
telling a story and then remarking that
he knows the same story In a slightly
different and, he thinks, better form,
tells the-same story, over again and
laughs uproariously at it; the man who
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The Nickels
Eyeir Coined
Would not pay for the
Cremo cigars
in one year
Stamps with I dozen Oranges
1 bunch Celery
I lb. Sausage
I lb. FrankfTrs
lib. Pigs Feet
9 lbs. Sugar
1 dozen Lemons
I box Dried Beef
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takes your story out of your mouth by
bawling out the point before you ar
ready, and finally tells you a puerile an
ecdote without the least bit of attic salt'
about It, and is offended because you re
ward him with nothing but a slight sim
per, f v v l-'-.V , ' '.- '
"Womenas a class, "are poor story tell-,
ers, but good: listeners. , A man's stock;
of old stories is fresh enough for most
WUU1CU. XIX ICiillie LU IUUICU ,
however. It Is necessary to avoid those
whose point depends on allusions to
facts which are "common knowledge
among men, but about which women
know but littler or nothing. Political
stories are likely to fall flat in an audi
ence of -women. ; ' i '.;.. :-r;-- t ', t y;'': ;
"A common punster is about the mos
offeneive cf conversational pests, ; al
than the flippant person that breaks into
grave discourse with cheap . facetious
noss. Real wit is generally like beauty, .
its own excuse for being, and a man
might be . forgiven - for, joking at his
mother's funeral provided he made good
jokes. A troublesome, though not ma
licious ;cyeaiurei lst t"he man that Inter
rupts his conversation with little quer
ies, such as 'Isn't that so ?' and 'Don't you
think so? which you are obliged to an
swer before h"e will continue. ' .,
"In addition to these pests we have
always with us the standard bores, Buch
as the man that tells anecdotes about his
children and t he man that insists on your
trying his remedy for a cold. There is
the pest that interrupts you with rapid
criticism of weather when you are read
ing. ,: A pest that has 'not been classified
is the pne that always makes the obvi
ous remark and takes pains to prove by
long ; argument;. what( Js perfectly plaia
without it ' '.
"As- each of these pests is annoying
and therefore rude, it is Justifiable to
tell him plainly of his fault and ask him
to correct It ; Bores are encouraged by
the tolerant kindness of their victims.
As a rule they are well meaning persona
and quite unaware' of their conversation
al vices and ItrHul;d beas truly a kind
ness to let thTa know their vices, so that
they may correct them, as it is to let a
man know that there is a tag on his
clothes or a woman that her hat 1$
awry.' . "
. .: Xaleotii HaieTXaural OU.
The butchers shops in Geneva, SwitzWi
erland, have an efficient way of keeping j
out flies. In the summer vast multitudes (
of flies may be seen on the outside walls,' j
but not one ever comes inside. This
due to the inner wall having been rubbed,'
over with laurel-oil. which effectual
prevents the intrusion of the troabler
gome lnsecta. !
, Proteotlon , of Sore rueei
For any kind of a sore that "is alwayi,
getting hurt," protect, it well with a
cushion of cotton-batting, making It th:
thickest over the abused sore place. W
used to think that treatment was too
heating, but the use of cotton-batting ftj
tender or sore places is now recommend
ed by beet authorities. , v
CASTO
For Infants and CMIdxeik
Tha Kind Yen Hava Ahvsvs 0?Mi
Bears the
Qinnatura of
smoked