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trving to get hot water out of your well,
and that there is likely to be a lot more
than you need, so that it will run down
by the side of the road. I just want to
ga v that if a stream of hot water
comes down past my house some of the
children will be bound to get into it and
be scalded to death, and I came to say if
that well is going to squirt billing water
I'd like to have notice so's that I can
move, though where a widow with so
many orphans is going to move to nobody
knows. Mr. Colwell says that if you had
got him to tell you where to put that well
there would have been no danger of this
sort of thing. ”
The next day the optimist came to me,
his face fairly blazing with anew idea.
•T road over on purpose to urge you,” he
cried, “if you should strike hot water,
not to stop there. Go on, and, by George I
you may strike fire.'’
■ Heavens!” I cried.
“Oh, quite the opposite,” said he, "but
do not let us joke. 1 think that would be
the grandest thing of this age. Think of
a fire well with the flames shooting up
perhaps a hundred feet in the air!”
1 wish Phineas Colwell had not been
there. As it was he turned pale and sat
down on the wall.
"You look astonished!” exclaimed the
optimist, “but listen to me. You have
not thought of this thing as I have. If
you should strike fire your fortune would
be made. By a system of reflectors you
“GO OX, BY GEORGE, YOU MAY STRIKE
FIRE.”
could light up the whole country. By
means of tiles and pipes this region could
be made tropieal. You could warm all
the houses in the neighborhood with hot
air. And then the power you could gene
rane—just think of it! Heat is power,
the cost of the power is the fuel. You
could furnish power to all who wanted it;
yon could fill this region with industries.
My dear sir, you must excuse my agita
tion, but if you should strike fire there
is no limit to the possibilities of achieve
ment.”
“But I want water,” said I, “fire would
not take the place of that.”
"Oh, water is a trifle,” said he, “you
could have pipes laid from town. It is
only about two miles. But fire! No
body has yet gone down deep enough for
that. You have your future in your
hands.”
As I did not care to connect my future
with fire this idea did not strike me very
forcibly, but it struck Phineas Colwell.
He did not say anything to me, but
after I had gone he went to the well
drivers.
“If you feel them pipes getting hot,” he
said to them, “I warn you tostop. I have
been in countries where there are volca
noes aud I know what they are. There’s
enough of them in this world and there’s
no need of making new one?.”
In the afternoon a wagoner, who hap
pened to be passing, brought me a note
from Mrs. Perch, very badly spelled, ask
ing if I would let one of my men bring her
a pail of water, for she could not think of
coming herself, or letting any of the chil
dren come near my place if Spouting fires
were expected.
The well-driving had gone on and on
with intermissions on account of sick
ness in the families of the various work
men. until it had reached the limit which
I had fixed, and we had not found water
in sufficient quantity, hot or cold, nor had
we struck fire, or anything else worth
having.
The well-drivers and some specialists
were of the opinion that if I were to go
ten, twenty, or perhaps a hundred feet
deeper, I would be very likely to get all
the water I wanted. But of course they
Could not tell how far they must go, for
some wolls were ovei/ a thousand feot
deep. I shook my head at this. There
seemed to be only one thing certain about
this driving business, jtnd that was the
expense. I declined to go any deeper.
“1 think,” a facetious neighbor said to
me, “it wo ’d be cheaper for you to buy
a lot of Apollinaris water, at wholesale
rates, of course, and let your men open
so many bottles a day and empty them
into your tank. You would find that
would pay better in the long run.”
Phineas Colwell told me that when he
had informed Mrs. Perch that I was going
to stop operations she was in a dreadful
state of mind. “After all she had under
gone,” she said, “it was simply cruel to
think of my stopping before I got water
and that after having dried up her
spring.”
This is what Phineas said she said, but
wheu next I met her she told me that he
had declared that if I had put the well
where he thought it ought to be, I should
have been having all the water I wanted
before now 7 .
My optimist was dreadfully cast down
when he heard that I would drive no
deeper.
“1 have been afraid of this,” he said.
“1 have been afraid of it, and if circum
stances had so arranged themselves that
I should have command of money I should
have been glad to assume the expense of
deeper explorations. 1 have been think
ing a great deal about the matter, and I
feel quite sure that even if you did not
got water or anything else that might
Prove of value to you, It would be a great
advantage to have a pipe sunk into tho
earth to the depth of. say 1,000 feet.”
"What possible advantage could that
be!” I asked.
Twill tell you,” he said. You would
then have one of the grandest opportuni
ties ever offered to man of constructing a
gravity engine. This would be an engine
which would be no expense at all to run.
I I would not need fuel, gravity would be
the power. It would work a pump splen
didly. You could start it when you liked
and stop it when you liked.o
"Pump!" said TANARUS; “what is the good of
a pump without water?”
"Oh. of course, you would have to have
water." he answered, "but no matter
how you got it, you will have to pump
u u(i to your tank so as to make it cir
culate over your house. Now my gravity
Pump would do this beautifully. You
•■-ee the pump w'ould be arranged with
cog wheels and all that sort of thing,
and the power would be supplied by a
weight in a cylinder of lead or iron,
which would he fastened to n rope and
tun down in fide your pipe. Just think
it! It would run down a thousand
feet, and where is there anything work
ed by a weight that has such a fall as
that?”
, I laughed. “That is all very well,” said
f’ “but how about the power required
Jo wind that weight up again when it got
to the bottom? .1 should have to have an
engine to do that ”
“Oh, no,” said he. “1 have planned
the thing better than that. You see tho
greater the weight the greater the power
and the velocity.. Now if you take a solid
cylinder of lead about four inches in di
ameter, so that it would easily slip
down your pipe—you might grease it for
that matter—and twenty feet in length,
it would be an enormous weight, and in
slowly descending for about an hour a
day, for that would be long enough for
your pulping, and going down a thousand
feet, it would run your engine for a year.
Now then, at the ond of the year you
could not expect to haul that weight up
again. You would have a trigger ar
rangement which would detach it from
the rope when it got to the bottom. Then
you would wind up your rope, a man could
do that in a short time, and you would
attach another cylinder of lead and that
would run your engiue for l another year
minus a few days, because it would only
go down niue hundred and eighty feet.
The next year you would put on another
cylinder and so on. I have not worked
out the figures exactly, but I think that
in this way your engine would run for
thirty years before the pipe became en
tirely fiiled with cylinders. That would
be probably as long as you wonld care
to have water forced into this house.”
“Yes,” said I. “1 think that is likely.”
He saw that his scheme did not strike me
favorably. Suddenly a light flashed
across his face.
“I tell you what you can do with your
pipe," he said, "just as it is is. You * can
set up a clock over it which would run
for forty years without winding. ”
I smiled and he turned sadly away to
his horse, but he had not ridden ten
yards before he came back aud called to
me over the wall.
"If the earth at the bottom of your
pipe should ever yield to pressure aud
give way and water or gas. or—anything,
should be squirted out of it, I beg you will
let me know as soon as possible.”
I promised to do so.
When the pounding was at an end my
wife aud child came home. But the sea
son continued dry and even their pres
ence could not counteract the feeling of
aridity which seemed to permeate every
thing which belonged to us, material or
immaterial. We had a great deal of com
miseration from our neighbors. I think
even Mrs. Betty Perch began to pity us a
little, for her spring had begun to trickle
again in a small way, and she sent word
to me that if vve were really in need of
water she would be willing to divide with
me. Phineas Colwell was sorry for us,
of course, but he could not help feeling
and saying that if I had not consulted
him the misfortune would have been pre
vented.
It was late in the summer when my
wife returned, and when she made her
first visit of inspection to the grounds
and gardens, her eyes of course fell upon
the unfinished well. She was shocked.
“X never saw such a scene of wreck
age,” she said. “It looks like a western
town after a cyclone. I think the best
thing you can do is to have this dreadful
litter cleared up. tho ground smoothed
and raked, the wall mended and the roof
put back on that little house, and then, if
we can make anybody believe it is an ice
house, so much the better.”
This was good advice, and I sent for a
man to put the vicinity of the well in or
der and give it the air of neatness, which
characterizes the rest of our home.
The man who came was named Mr. Bar
net. He was a contemplative fellow, with
a pipe in his mouth. After having worked
at the place for half a day he sent for me
and said:
“1 will tell you what I would (Jo if I was
in your place. I'd put that little house in
order, and I’d put the engine into it, and
the pump down into that 30-foot well you
first dug, and I’d pump water into my
house.”
I looked at him in amazement.
“There's lots of water in that well,” he
continued, “and if there’s that much now
in this drouth, you will surely have ever
so much more when the weather isn’t so
dry. I have measured the water and I
know.”
I could not understand him. It seemed
to me that he was talkly wildly. He
filled his pipe and lighted it and sat upon
the wall.
“Now,” said he, after he had taken a
few puffs, “I’ll tell you where the trou
ble’s been with your well. People are al
ways in too big a hurry in this world
about all sorts of things as well as wells.
I am a well digger and I know all about
them. Wo know if there is any water in
the ground it will always find Its way to
the deepest hole there is, and we dig a
well so as to give it a deep hole to go to in
the place where we want it. But you
can’t expect the water to come to that
hole just the very day it’s finished. Of
course, you will getsome because it’s right
there in the neighborhood, but there is al
ways a lot more that will come if you give
it time. It's got to make little channels
and passages for itself, and, of course, it
takes time to do that. It’s like setting
up anew country. Only a few pioneers
come at first, and you have
to wait for the population
to flow in. This being a dry season, and
the water in the ground a little sluggish,
on that account it was a good while find
ing out where your well was. If I had
happened along when you was talking
about a well, I think 1 should have said
to you that I knew a proverb which would
about fit your case, and that is ‘Let well
enough alone. ’ ”
I felt like taking this good man by the
THE AGRICOLTCBIST WHO CAME WITH A
CLOUDED BROW.
hand, but I did not. I only told him to go
ahead and do everything that was proper.
The next morning, as I was going to the
well, I saw Phineas Colwell coming down
the lane and Mrs. Betty Perch coming up
It. I did not wish them to question me,
so 1 stepped behind some bushes. When
they met they stopped.
“Upon my word!” exclaimed Mrs.
Betty, "if he'isn't going to work again on
that everlasting well. If he's got so
much money he don’lj know what to do
with it, I could tell him that there's peo
ple in this world and not far away neither
who would be the better for some of it.
It's a sin and a shame and an abomina
tion. Do you believe, Mr. Colwell, that
there is the least chance in the world of
his ever getting water enough out of that
well to shave himself with
"Mrs. Perch," said Phineas, “Itain't no
use talking about that well. It ain't no
use and it never can be no use because
it’s in the wrong place. If he ever pumps
water out of that well into his house I’ll
do”
THE MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY, DECEMBER 17, 1803.
“What will you do?” asked Mr. Bar
net, who just then appeared from the re
cesses of the engine-house.
"I’U do anything on this earth that you
choose to name, ' said Phineas. “I am
safe whatever it is."
"Well, then," said Mr. Barnet, knock
ing the ashes from his pipe, preparatory
to filling it again, “will you marry Mrs.
Perch?”
Phineas laughed. “Yes.” he said, “I
promised i would do anything, aud I’ll
! promise that?”
i “A slim chance lor me,” said Mrs
Betty, even if I'd have you,” and she
marched on with her nose in the air.
When Mr. Barnet got fairly to work
with his derrick, his men and his buckets,
he found that there was a good deal more
; to do than he had expected. The well
; drivers had injured the original well
: by breaking some of the tiles which lined
I it, and these had to be taken out
and others put in. and in the course of
this work other improvements suggested
themselves and were made. Several
times operations were delayed by sick
ness in the family of Mr. Barnett and
also in the families of his workmen, but
still the work went on in a very fair man
ner, although much more slowly than
had been supposed by an.v one. But in
the course of time—l will not say how
much time - the work was finished, the
engine was in its place and it pumped
water into my house, and ever since
then it has pumped all the water we need,
pure, cold and delicious.
Knowing the promise Phineas Colwell
had made, and feeling desirous of having
everything which concerned my well set
tled and finished, I went to look for him
to remind him of his duty toward Mrs.
Perch, but I could not find that naval
and military mechanical agriculturist.
He had gone away to take a job or a con
tract. 1 could not discover whicl\. and he
has not since uppe&red iu our neighbor
hood. Mrs. Perch is very severe on me
about this.
“There's plenty of bad things come out
of that well,” she said, “but 1 never
thought anything bad enougn would come
out of it to make Mr. Colwell go away
and leave mo to keep on being a widow
with all them orphans.”
One bright morning in early winter, I
went down to the little well-house to see
the engine work. It was always pleasant
to me to watch that little piece of
machinery moving so quietly, so swiftly,
and so powerfully, pumping the pure,
fresh water, into uiy house.
“This is a good well, John,” I said to
my man, who had come to draw the fire,
the engiue having pumped enough, “al
though we were a long time in getting it.”
“Yes, sir,” said he, "there’s not a bet
ter well in all this part of the country.”
He was a good man and always believed
in my well, and my heart now warmed
toward him.
“John,” said I, “I will tell you some
thing. though you need not speak of it,
When I first started this well 1 intended
making it a Christmas present to my
wife. I then thought it would bo finished
iu a month or two. That is rather a joke
on me, isn't it?”
“Well, sir,'’ said John, his face irradi
ating as he spoke, “what's to hinder you
from making it a Christmas present to
her now? Christmas isn't very far off!”
Happy thought! I did it.
THE GOSSIP OF GOTHAM.
That Mysterious Traitor in Tammany
Hall.
The Coming of Swinburne—The G-reat
Profits of Chess Contests. ,
(Copyright,)
New York, Dee. 16.—Never, per
haps, has there been so much
interest in what may be termed advance
political activity as is now manifested In
New York, despite the fact that the mu
nicipal election is a year away. This in
terest is partly due to that rebellion in
Tammany concerning which so much has
been written and of which so little is
known. It has been declared that Mr.
Croker would have to resign his power in
Tammany next month. Mr. Croker has no
such intention. He will actively manage
the next municipal campaign. William R.
Grace is the storm center of the reform
movement. Mr. Croker, at a recent meet
ing of the sachems announced that an at
tack was about to be made upon him. It
was intimated that the attack would be
in the nature of an expose of some recent
horse transactions, in which the city's
money was amazingly squandered. Mr.
Croker has also been asking why it is
that the proceedings and plans of leaders
became known so soon and so generally to
the enemy. This has led to a story that
the Tammany sachems have an arch
traitor among their number. All these
mutterings around the throne are taken
to mean that Croker is going to get rid of
somebody.
But whether or not the “boss” gets rid
of the somebody will not prevent the at
tack upon him now preparing, and in
which the best known men in New York
are participating. The outcome promises
to be as sensational as any of tho Tweed
developments. Mr. Croker is well aware
of these facts, and partly on this account
he will not get out of Tuminany yet
awhile. To what extent William K. Grace
is responsible for the present volcanic
condition of things it seems impossible to
discover.
CHESS MOVEMENTS.
Some of the most noted chess experts in
the world are shortly to be seen in New
York, and a historical championship con
test is being arranged for next season.
One reason for this is that professional
chess playing has, in Gotham, assumed a
masterly aspect and is proving remarka
bly profitable. Not only are the prizes
tempting, but snug sums of money change
hands on the results of big matches—only
in a very quiet way. Chess players do
everything quietly.
Hence New York is now an admitted
rival of Berlin and St. Petersburg as a
resort for the champions. Moreover,
there is a niovemeut on foot to establish a
manufactory of chess pieces. Some ar
tists in that line have come to Now York
and they have already obtained large or
ders. The rich lovers of chess—anil the
game is affected mostly by the well to do
—S|>end handsome amounts in tho prepa
ration of silver and gold mounted pawns
and bishops. Wheu they wish a cham
pion of world wide renown to play in
New York they simply contribute a purse
of irresistible magnitude and the player
islanded. Next year the big ovents of
the chess world will occur not in Kurope,
but in New York. It is one of the most
profitable things in tho world to be a
chess champion.
THE SLEIOHTNQ SEASON.
So far New York has had but one snow
storm tills winter worthy of the name.
This is a source of real regret to society,
since sleigh riding in Central Park has
again become a fashionable pastime. The
trade in sleighs, by the way, has been
picking up, for the. reason that the past
few seasons has not encouraged any great
use of the vehicles, and the supply of
them has run down. Besides, it has been
discovered that gome makes of sleighs are
very trying to good horse flesh. So orders
for luxurious new- sleighs are being freely
given, among which one white creation
has attracted great attention. The ob
ject must have cost some thousands of
dollars, for there are ivory ami silver
trimmings on the woodwork. The sieigti
is pure white aud very massive, and
decorated in a novel manner. The maker
announces that he is forbidden to reveal
the name of the person who ordered it or
how much it cost. That it will attract
much attention if seen in New York goes
without saying. The first heavy snow
will' probably result in a revelation of the
proprietorship. It was supposed that a
Vanderbilt owned the thing, but this
seems to be a mistake.
I.ITEHATT RE ANP POLITICS. •
The literary men of New York are be
coming more and more influential in poli
tics The latest sensation in that direc
tion was brought about by Prof. H. H.
Bo.vesen. who in a public address recently
made allusion to Archbishop Corrigan in
a fashion that attracted great attention.
The archbishop addressed a note to Prof.
Boyeson on the subject, it appears, re
questing an interview. When the Pro
fessor called, the conversation led up
to an assertion on his part that Arch
bishop Ireland had not congratulated him
“as a protestant on the united action of
tho churches, while the liomau church
was divided.” Boyeson was alleged to
have said this, but what he really said
was that a Catholic with whom lie had
discussed this subject had declared that
there were two opposed factions in the
Catholic church, while theprotestants, as
a rule, pulled together. But that friend
was uot the archbishop of St. Paul, who
had never uttered an.v such sentiment in
his (Boyesen's) presence.
Nor did Boyesen say that the view of
Archbishop Corrigan and his party was
opposite to that of Archbishop Ireland as
regards good Catholicism and American
citizenship, but that it was different. Ac
cording to the statements circulated res
pecting this occurrence. Archbishop Cor
rigan listened attentively to what was
suiil to him, and then inquired if Arch
bishop Ireland was in,any way r ‘S)>oiisible
for the criticism of the New lock pre
late. Prof. Boyesen said no, aud the in
terview ended.
ANOTHER POET DUE.
The latest literary rumor is to the ef
fect that Algernon Charles Swinburne,
the English poet of luscious and naughty
rhyme, will visit New York. William
Waldorf Astor has something to do with
his visit, apparently, for the rich Ameri
can has become a great admirer of the
author of "Laus Veneris.” A well-known
editor of one of the New York magazines
returned from London recently and had
an experience with the Astor-Swinburne
poetic “combine” that startled him The
editor called upon Swinburne and said
he would like to have a sonnet for which
he was willing to put up S2OO. Swinburne
laughed aloud aud said he could get
double tho money in his own city. Then
he showed the manuscript of a stanza
which Mr. Astor had bought of him for
f-KHI. It was fourteen lines long, but the
Americua Croesus, having read it over,
was displeased witli one of the rhymes
and sent the poetry back for repairs with
a courteous note to the effect that Mr.
Swinburn would confer a favor by mak
ing the necessary changes and sending in
a bill for his time.
The New York editor left London with
out a Swinburne ode. but with a profound
admiration of the manner in which W.
W. Astor is doing the Mecactuis act.
TILE lIBPAItTINIi SOLDIER.
The approaching retirement of Maj.
Gen. Schofield, now military head of the
United States army, is a source of regret
to New York society. This old war horse
has made the most favorable impression
whenever it has been necessary to show
in a semi-soeial way how fine the Ameri
can soldier can look, compared with the
foreign article. Rarely do Uncle's Sam
officers acquire such prestige among the
four hundred as has Gen. Schofield! At
the same time, he remains very popular
with the rank aud file of the army, for
the amelioration of many hardships they
had to endure is due to his influence. It
lias been thought that the general will
join the military colony in New York,
but it does not seem that any one is
destined to make that announcement
authoritatively in his behalf. His suc
cessor will, it is felt, have much to ac
complish before any comparison can be
made between him and Gen. Schofield.
HARD TIMKH'aXD art.
That the hard times have left New
York is in no way more effectively demon
strated than by the theater attendance.
Henry Irving and Ellen Terry are playing
to houses that exceed in magnitude and
splendor anything ever seen in Gotham
theaters. It is a crush from one evening
to another, in “Becket” and “Henry
VIII,” Irving has produced some startling
effects upon his audiences. Nothing is
more impressive than a theater full of
people, the women all aglitter with dia
monds, the men immaculate in evening
dress, while interspersed are the reliev
ing effects of a plain black dress or a busi
ness suit, every person bent forward in
rapt attention, listening to an actor's
words. The lesson of it would seem to be
that there are no hard times left, for high
and low, rich and poor, pack Irving’s
play house, Abbey’s Theater, nightly.
Side by side with a millionaire banker
sits the humble poet.
David Wechsler.
GENEROUS ENGINEERS.
Their Hearts Stirred and Their Purses
Opened by a Young Mother's Story.
From the New York Sun.
Elizabeth, Dec. 12. —It was pay day at
Communipaw yesterday and the men had
gathered in groups waiting for their turn,
when a young woman entered the office of
Assistant Chief Engineer Beck. She car
ried a baby in her arms and a boy of (5
toddled by her side.
Going up to General Foreman Morris
Clapp, she said she had been in Boston
visiting friends, and was on her way
to her home in Mobile, Ala. Her husband
was to have met her in New York, but
when she arrived there she received a
dispatch, saying he was dying of a fever.
She had only 48 cents, she said, and did
not know what to do.
The woman said that all she wanted
was onough money to pay her fare home
and to buy a few loaves of bread. She
said she had been to the Pennsylvania
railroad, but the men there had not re
ceived their wages. They had directed
her to the Central men, whose pay day it
was. and who, they said, always were
charitable.
"Yes,” broke in Foreman Clapp, “they
know us,” aud he took off his hat and
laid it on his desk. "Here, boys,” he
said, “bo charitable. Nothing less than
a dollar each.” And the men formed a
line and dropped $48.50 in the hat.
The good-hearted fellows then prepared
to send the woman and her babies homo.
Chief Engineer Beck went over to Jersey
City and purchased a whole basketful of
food, including six cansof condensed niilk
for the baby, while Engineer Joseph Case
hunted up a warm-hearted conductor and
obtained free passage for the trio to Phila
delphia Engineer William Moison had
just purchased a mink boa to give to his
daughter on Christmas. He gave it to
the young mother.
Just then Paddy Doyle came in with a
letter recommending Mrs. Horner, that
was the name she gave, to the charity of
the Brotherhood of Engineers. It was
written on the official note paper of 1 odge
No. 157, and signed by P. F. Doyle, chief
engineer.
Bernard Munn. the engineer who makes
all the fast rims on the Central, took the
babe from the mother's arms and carried
it into the big waiting room at tho ferry.
The basket of food be carried in his other
hand. Returning the infant to its mother,
he told her to wait a moment while he
hunted up the conductor who would take
her to Philadelphia. Then he stepped
into the conductors' room. When he re
turned two minutes later, the woman had
gone. The ticket agent said she had gone
on the ferryboat with a man who had
been waiting around the place for two
hours.
“Old Luffkins is a corker, don't you
think!” “On the contrary, Judging from
the tint on his nose, i should sav that he
was an uncorker.”—Kansas City Journal.
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that nature be assisted at the right tlme.HTaf SWjg)
never fails to relieve the sy-ten; of ini jpegs qtafti
purities, and is an excellent tonic also.”''*' -*- I *' - ■
He Wants to Add His Name.
'■ “ Permit me to add my name to your many other
Certificates in commendation of the great curativ*
properties contained In Swift’s Specific (S. S. S.) It
is certainly one of the best tonics 1 ever used.
“John IV. Daniel, Anderson,S. C.”
Treatise on blood and skin diseases mailed free.
SWIFT SPECIFIC CO.. Atlanta. Ga.
SHOES.
~~ ' ~~~~ *
An Airy
Costume,
But one that cannot be worn at all times.
Baby must have clothes—Shoes too—es
pecially Shoes.
Queer liow the little feet do wear out
leather. Can't be helped, though. Only
thing to do is to buy good leather at low
prices.
The best place to do that Is at
THE LITTLE STOKE AROUND THE
CORNER.
BUTLER & MORRISSEY,
120 BROUGHTON STREET.
1 1 HL
For the next 30 days cash
will talk with us. Our stock
of Buggy Harness is simply
immense and must be sold.
A man with money can ac
complish wonders in buying
Buggy Harness from us.
Those having first-class
credit will fare as well.
Prices from $5 up. Bargains
in Horse Blankets and Lap
Robes.
NEIDLINGER & RABUN,
184 Bt. Julian and IBS Bryan Streets.
SEED
ORANGES.
Nuts, Raisins,
Lemons, Apples,
Cocoanuts, Peanuts,
Fruits and Produce of every kind
In season,
White and Cow Peas,
Hay, Grain and Food.
IT3AND 176 BAY.
W. D. SIMKINS.
HOTELS.
“now openT
HOTEL
CORDOVA;
St. ftuuustlne.
One of the group of Spanish Moresque
palaces (Ponce de Leon, Alcazar. Cordova).
American plan. Hate—s3, $S 50. $t per day.
C. B. KNOTT. Manager.
DIAMONDS, JEWELRY AND SILVERWARE.
CHRISTMAS
Absurdly Low I
Prices on NmIBI 1 W
DIAMONDS, STERNBERG’S
WATCHES, ■ imputation
1n ,,, r . nv GUARANTEES
JEWELRY, QUALITY.
CUT-GLASS, _____
opera glasses, 10 PER CENT. DISCOUNT
ORNAMENTS. on all cash sales of $5 and over.
Sternberg Jewelry Cos.
TYPEWRITERS.
REttitwroN Typewriter
The history of the KMINGTOH shows a steadily rising tide of popularity and success. \
It Is absolately nnrivaled for all the essential qualities of a Hrst-clasa writing mschlaa.
SEND FOR AN
ILLUSTRATED CATALOGUE.
ADOPTED AS THE OFFICIAL
WRITING MACHINE
OF THE
WORLD'S COLUMBIAN
EXPOSITION.
WYCKOFF, SEAMANS & BENEDICT,
327 BROADWAY, NEW YORK.
C. S. RICHMOND,
MILLINERY.
AT KROUSKOM
GREAT MILLINERY SALE
Felt Hats, Velvet Hats, Satin Hats, School
Hats, and the latest novelties and new ideas
in Trimmed Hats. The new Theater Bonnet
now ready. Also, very rich and beautiful
Brocades for evening wear. We continue to
sell at strictly wholesale prices and no discount
to milliners.
KROUSKOFF millinery CO.
GENTS’ FURNISHING GOODS.
LOTS
Op TFiIIMOS
SUITABLE
IMPORTED AND DOMESTIC ORY GOODS.
OTOOTRCHTp
44 Bull Street. Sasss
OPEN UNTIL 10 O’CLOCK EVERY NIGHT THIS WEEK.
EECHRISTMAS GOODS FOR EVERYBODY,EE
10,000 Dolls, Toys, eto., for the Children.
100 Imported Dress Patterns lor she Ladies.
500 Cheap Dress Patterns for the Servants.
500 Silk Umbrellas and Silk Handkerchiefs for the Men.
Linen Table Sets, Marseilles Spreads, Lace Curtains, etc.,
for the Good Wife.
Don’t buy Handkerchiefs, Hosiery, Corsets, Gloves,
Cloaks or anything for CHRISTMAS PRESENTS
l>efore you have seen our stock.
I. LEVKOWICZ.
BMnp. I,ISTi;\ 3Hf a .MOMENT!
For CARRIAGES, SURRIES, TRAPS, Open
__ u and Top BUGGIES, HOAD CARTS, HAR-
W ESS, Rohe*, Horse Blankets and Whips,
H, H, COHEN Is Leading in Low Prices,
- Bay an j Montgomery Streets.
| Q/V First invention of the Typewriter now known
lOOf. asthe Remington Standard. Afewmachinea
made by hand during this and the following
years.
t QTT The repeated experiments of the inventors
1 Ot J. having somewhat improved upon the first
crude attempts, it was brought to tha
Remington factory, at Ilion, N. Y.
1 Q 'J A After more than a year of painstaking labor
“• on the part ot many able mechanical experts,
the first Remington-made machines were
put upon the market.
1 QQfl Six years after, only 1,000 machines had been
1 OO• so ]d. The public were slow to realize the
value of the invention.
1882. The number increased to 2,900 machines.
(QOC 5,000 machines were sold this year. It grew
1 OOJ. , n popular favor. In
1 fiOn Sales had risen to 20,000 machines per
1 OyU. annum.
Found a production of 100 machines per day
< onv inadequate to supply the still rapidly in*
1 creasing demand. Vve have planned exten*
slve additions to our factory, to enable it MS
keep pace with all demands.
for Holiday presents can be found In a
furnishing goods store. There’*
Gloves, and Handkerchiefs, and Neck
lies. and Umtr'lla* and Walking
canes. And then there are other
things which are serviceable and
would be appreciated by members of
the family.
<&■£iT
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