Connecticut western news., 1877-08-31

dernier resort one or the DOyS Cfleu to catch a bottle of steam, with which to wash down the emetic. Before he suc- ceeded Tige had breathed his last, sur rounded by his friends, the recipient of all the attention they could bestOw upon him. Late in the evening his funeral took place from the residence of the boys, near the corner of Twenty-ninth and Mechanic streets. They utilized the mail cart of the Ne,os as hearse, and draping the wheels with crape and all the appropriate emblems of sorrow, they placed the remains of the dog in it and covered them over with white cloth. On the rear of the cart was this inscription: "Poor Tige is dead, our pet"
 Jimmy Heron was the marshal of the procession, and mounted upon a mustang, he led the cortege through the streets. The hearse was drawn by the boys, who kept time to the measured taps of the drum at the head of their column. All the principal streets of the city were paraded, and just as tbe sun went down the boys dumped "Old Tige" into the bay from the planking on Williams's Wharf. They offer reward of $10 for the policeman who gave him the poison. Thus ends the this city.-Galoeston (TIer.) Neacs. Two Husbands Unite in Building Party
 Fences.
 A couple of years ago, two women in Silver City were next door neighbors. and, as frequently happens in such cases, were bitter enemies. The row began over a rooster which one woman clubbed out of her yard because it be- longed to the other. They jawed at each other over the fence, threw stones at each others cats. And when the weather was so bad that they couldn't row outdoors, they went up into the upper story and made faces from the windows. Thus did Mrs. Jones and Mrs. Smith enjoy themselves for over year as only women can. But how did this work on MT. Jones and MT. Smith? Rough! When one woman saw the other with new dress on, she wanted one better; and the other woman had the same commend able ambition to overreach the other and outdo her in fashionable display. As time went on, Jones and Smith met one day, and Jones remarked:
 "Smith, your wife is costing me a heap of money"
 'sNot any more than your wife is costing me-" rejoined Smith.
 "But," continued Jones, 'just look at the absurdity of the thing. Every time your wife comes out in $50 bon net my wife raises the old Harry until I get her a $60 article. This is bank rupting me. By jiminy, can't stand it."
 "Yes, and when you get the $G0 bon net my wife levieS on me for a silk dress. If stocks don't pull up I'm g ruined man."
 The husbands finally agreed on plan of mutual protection. They built 8 board fence twenty-eight feet high, and nailed cleats over the cracks. It cut of all communication between the two houses, and the wives laughed so much over the preposterous affair while they stood outside and chaffed the workmen, that they discontinued their rows, and soon became good friends, and instead of stoning each others chickens, they soon dropped into the usual groove oi borrowing teacup of mustard, half 8 dozen eggs, or a small pitcher of milk now and then; and door had to be cut through that fence at an additional ex. pense, to give gang-way, so to speak, to these two mercurial females. This is 8 true story, and serves to illustrate some of the peculiarities of a woman's dispo- sition. Not very long ago, a fire burned one house, but the high fence being constantly wet down, saved the other house from destruction.-V Virgtnid, (Ne. uadd) Chronicle.