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Connecticut western news., 1889-12-18
Fashion Notes.

In Paris the favorite color just now is the eitfel tower, brownish red.
 The new sealskin capes have triple folds of the fur and turned-down collar.
 Much of the deeply vandyked lace is to be used, whether in black, white or cream color.
 Sealskin coats are made in the smoking-jacket shape, which has proved so popular.
 Velvet will be popular, plain or en- broidered with gold, steel or jet, either separate or combined.
 The favorite grays are of the oxi- dized silver order, or have dash of mauve ill them or touch of green.
 Most of the handsome wraps are lined with black satin. Colored Things are reserved for dress coats and man. ties.
 Feather and fur trimmings will be used for dresses-the former for silk and velvet, the latter for cloth cos tunes.
 In some cases the black pieces of the bodice are in one with the back breadths of the skirt, which are then plaited, not gathered.
 Whatever the outside garment may be, it must have high collar. This is one of the principal features of dress thiS season asit was last
 A beautiful yellowish orange shade is greatly in vogue for winter trim mings, and is largely used in combina- ton with black and dark brown.
 Most of the fashionable reds are very deep crimsons, including some very light clarets and other vinous shades or varieties of brownish red.
 Long, half-fitting garments of mata- lasse, whether in black or color, are usually combined with the black velvet and made still more ornate with trim
Connecticut western news., 1889-12-18
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A swift wooing, and swift we'd ding! Before another hour struck, the unknown girl, picked from the gutter, stood up in that handsome room, in the cheerful light of the Yule-tire, and was made the wife of the rich gentle man, Adam Brockholt.
 Christmas Day dawned on a world shrouded in snow. While old Hagan was plodding along over the white roads, Esther, dazZled, amazed, stood in paneled chamber of the stone tower, surrounded by garments of vel vet and seal-skin. brocadcs stiff with richness, wonderful satins, silks from far foreign looms, cobweb laces, boxes of jewels-family heir looms in part, and in part the magic result of q full purse and swift messengers, but all Christmas-gifts from Brockholt to his bride.
 She put on Medici gown of black satin, bordered with grebc feathers. X ruff of finest Mechlin lace encircled her dazzling throat; cordehere of antique silver gleamed at her side. The dress chanced to fit her perfectly. She filled the corsage with yellow roses, and thrust golden arrow through the lustrous coils of her hair. Was it not her business now to delight the eyes of her new owner?
 Brockholt, reclining by his Christ mas-fire, looked at her earnestly before he spoke.
 "I called a lawyer at daybreak. f,xf sk d. not matter now how soon die; indeed, the sooner the better for you"
 She did not answer.
 s'Is it not soY" he urged, whimsi- cally. "Do you not wish me to make haste in the matter?''
 Her dark eyes expanded.
 "Wish you to die, sir?" she replied i'll shocked voice. 'Certainly not l. that would be monstrous."
 "There arc others who have not your delicacy of feeling. At dinner to- day you will meet guest who has for months been impaticntly waiting my demise-I mean my cousin, and fall- ing heirs of mine, the next master of Brockholt. He always dimes here at Christmas, and brings his debts to me for payment. We hate each other shrugging his gaunt shoulders 'though we manage to preserve the outward decencies of life. He will be furious to hear of marriage, where he was ardently looking for death.' .''
 "He must be a very dreadful per son, sir" said Esther, gravely.
 "Yes, decidedly bad lot," answer cd Brockholt.
 Shortly before the dinner-hour struck, Godfrey Argent, the expected guest, appeared at the stone house. He was q graceful fellow, with 8 Spanish cast of face, soft, drawling voice, and sleepy glances. He sauntered into the Brockholt drawing room, and found his cousin pacing its length leaning on the arm of valet
 "I wish you merry Christmas, Adam" he said, reaching to pluck a mistletoe-sprig from one of the chande. Hers. s'By love! the seasons come and go, but you still live, poor fellow .'
 ''Yes, still live," answered Brock holt, with curl of the lip; ''and you stln wait for your inheritance.
Connecticut western news., 1889-12-18
JOB PRINTING ESTABLISHMENT,
UNDER THE MlSTLETOE.

Weird, ghostly echoes of the wintry wind Moan in the lee sfiess tree, And weary visitors can scarcely find The pathway OCT the lea: But, eheeriy, we meet around the hearth The friends of long ago With dance, and song, and happiness, and mirth,
 Under the mistletoe. If with sigh we think of summer days Amid the winter gloom, AS we traverse the dark and lonely ways, Here bright lamps will illume; And joys of love and friendship charm us still,
 And make our glad hearts glow We have spell against the wintry chill, Under the mistetoe. Pile on the logs. ana feed the eager flame! Letting its ruddy blaze Flash brightly on some simple, homely game While laughter never stays; What matter that the bowling winter blast It's idle rage may show! Its murnurs will no gloom around us cast, Under the mistletoe. Here will the hoary grandsire gafly tell Deeds of his manly prime; And strange adventures which in youth befell,
 Haply in some fair cline: Here let the happy lovers, whispering sweet The merrier pranks forego, And with shy glances and soft accents mee, Under the mistletoe. And absent ones, by mountains, woods, and lakes,
 In regions far away, Have waited blessings home for our deal sakes,
 On the glad Christmas Day: If OCT their heads, in distant, cloudless climes,
 A tropic sun may glow, The warmth that fills their hearts is from old times,
 Under the mistletoe.
 Joseph Verey.
Connecticut western news., 1889-12-18
A Reckless Experiment.

Mrs. Gothaln-"Mercy on us! What has happened? Were you run over?"
 Mir. Gotham (much delapidated)- "Worse. There was terrible panic ill Patriot Hall tonight and I got caught in the rush for the door,"
 "Horrors! Did fire break out?"
 ''No, but just as the vast assemblage came to order and the chairman had announced that the meeting was in aid of the worlds fair some crazy fool jumped up and began to pass around the hat. ."-New York Weekly.
Connecticut western news., 1889-12-18
The Sultan's Brother a Prisoner.

The man who will succeed Abdul Hamid as Sultan of Turkey is . wretched, lean, pale-faced creature of five and forty named Mohammed Re- chad. He is the sultan's own brother, and is kept close prisoner in the palace grounds lest he should conspire for his majesty's downfall. He has certainly no such intention, but usage requires that sultan's heir apparent should be treated as sus- pected criminal, and Abdul Hamid is much too nervous creature to inno- vate in this particular. {.
Connecticut western news., 1889-12-18

of this man stood between us?- I have also carried in my heart 8 load of fear and doubt. In Gods name, lift it now tell me the truth-what is Argent to you! what relations have you borne him in the past?'' His voice vibrated with passion and 1 pain.
 She mat his gaze without finching. 'I would have told you before" sh. said, s.but feared you might despise me. and could not bear Mat. Your l cousin was pupil at my fathers fencing-school. We loved each other. When I was left orphaned and penni- l less Godfrey Argent urged me to marry him. Time and place were appointed for the ceremony. waited in vain l he never came" "Blame my empty purse, Esther ]" groaned Argent. "It was impossible for me to burden myself with por- tionless wife!"
 l Il was mad with modification and disappointment" she went on, calmly. ssI ran to the river and cast myself in. It was Daddy Hagan who drew me out. From that episode originated his story of rescuing me from the grave.' "Forgive me, Esther!" implored Ar gent. .'I did love you desperately; would have married you, but for my poverty"
 She gave him pitying look. ''On this dear night of peace, I arill forgive you," she answered, gently ''and it is no hard matter, Godfrey, for with all my heart I now rejoice that you forsook me at the church door!" Adam Brockholt snatched his wife to his breast.
 "Your loss is my gain!" he said to his cousin.
 '.True," acknowledged the other, bitterly. ssHad I kept faith with her, you would have been in your grave this Christmas-eve and I master of Brockholt!''
 When Yule-tide came round again, Argent did not make his yearly visit 10 his cousin. Departing from that established custom, he sat in city hotel, and read in daily journal the announcement of the birth of son and heir to Adam Brockholt.
 "Good-by to my last hope of for tune!" he muttered, and gnashed his teeth in vain regret.
Connecticut western news., 1889-12-18

.Don't mention it, dear boy-take your time! As I came through the town, l heard some trumpery talk about 8 wedding herc. Of course, did not believe it; dying man would never make such fool of himself"
 s'There are many ways in which a man may make himself 8 fool" answered Brockholt, dryly. "Does the close of this year find you as deeply involved as ever? Are you still in the clutches of the moncy-lenders? dare say you have brought your bills to me as usual?"
 "Certainly! I could not think of departing from such delightful cus- tom! It cannot matter in the long run, Adam, since 1 am to have Brockholt after your death." "Providing that die childless." A footnan appeared at the door. Dinner was on the board. Godfrey offered an arm to his cousin. "Do we dine alone to-day?" he ask ed.
 ..No," replied aBrockhelt, holding back. "Wait one moment-there is
 
 another person.
 Then Argent heard rustic of femi- nine draperies, and saw standing on the threshold, snow-white girl, in all antique satin gown, with beautiful Marechal Mel roses in her bodice.
 s.The story which you heard in the town was quite true, Godfrey" said Brockholt. s.I have the honor to pre- sent you to my wife!''
 For one dreadful moment the two stood staring at each other in swift recognition.
 "Great God!" cried Argent, and at sound of his voice the girl swayed backward, tried to grasp support, and failing, fell her shining length upon the floor, and lay there like one dead.
 White as chalk, Argent cast one strange look at his cousin, then sprang for his hat, and as if pursued by a legion of demons, rushed out of the house.
Connecticut western news., 1889-12-18
CANAAN, CONN: WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 1s 1889.


 ssSir," cried old Hagan, fumbling at his bag of medicine, sshere are six bot ties of my elixir. Whatever your dis ease may be, I'm ready to warrant a sure cure"
 The jeweled hand checked him quickly.
 ''That stuff! Don't let me see it.'
 He beckoned Esther forward.
 "Your nalne?" he said.
 sEsther Heath.' "Then you are not this mans daugh- ter? Who taught you the sword-exer- cise?"
 "sMy father, sir-he kept fencing school-he is now dead."
 s'ls it true that Hagan saved your life month ago?"
 She grew shade paler.
 "Yes."
 "And brought you to your present physical perfection by the use of his nostrum?"
 :No; l was never i'll, sir--it is part of our business to say that. He saw me drowning in 6 river-he pulled me out,
 Old Hagan turned lis head and cough-d. Brockholt did not seem to hear him-he was gazing fixedly at the girl. The tirelight seemed to draw blue sparks from his eyes, as it did from the ring on his hand. ''I will ask you but one more ques- tion," he said. ''Have you husband or lover?-ties of any kind?"
 "No."
 ''Then, look at me. have been ill for long time. go abroad only in my carriage. A sick man has many whims-l ask you to be my wife. You don't understand how could you? l have not long to live, but want something strong, bright, beautiful to look at while sight is left me-the attendance of some one who is not hired servant. fancy that the little life ill me may waste less rapidly with such creature as you by my side"
 The girl stood wonder stricken.
 Old Hagan uttered protesting cry.
 "Sir, you will ruin my business!" he said. 'I can't get on without Esther! She agreed to travel with me for the present. shall hold her to her bargain. That sword-exercise is worth everything to me"
 Brockholt silenced him with 8 ges- ture, and reaching toward the girl, took her passive hand in his own.
 "This quack employs you to exhibit yourself for the sale of his bogus med- icine. It is not a good life for you. I will take you from it this very hour. At best cannot last long, and you will be left rich widow, with no pos sibility of future want. Will you marry me tonight? Answer Yes or No.
 She looked around the sumptuous room. Outside were hurtling winds and snow and darkness-long frozen roads for tired feet to travel, and the wolf of want always waiting; within were warmth, ease, splendor-and that man on his silken cushions.
 "Yes," answered Esther Heath, sI will marry you.
 He rang a bell sharply. A man-ser- want answered it.
 "Go for marriage-license and the nearest clergyman!" commanded Brockholt; then, turning to Hagan, he added: "Wait here, and witness her marriage; after which you shall name figure that will fully compensate you for her loss, and go out of my gates assured that you can never seo her again!"
Connecticut western news., 1889-12-18
A Yule-Tide Marriage
 BY ETA W. PIERCE.

VILLAGE com mon swept by a keen north wind, and ilon-bOund with 8 December frost. Right and left, little shops, decked in Christ Tn as greenery, flung out their. cheery briGh t. ness on the rap idly darkening twilight. At 8 bleak corner,
Connecticut western news., 1889-12-18

In letter to Mrs. Doane, of Chi cago, Mime. Patti incloses small carte de visite photograph, showing the new style of coiffure she has adopted, and makes some playful allusions to her new, bright, red hair. ssIt isn't blonde," she writes, "nor even golden brown, but red-bright red of the most quarrelsome shade. You know, I dare say, that l am in mourning for
Connecticut western news., 1889-12-18

my sister. Black was never becoming to me. look positively wicked in a black wrap, and with @ whole toilette and my black eyes and hair I was a most dismal creature to look upon. not only found that the sombre tone in which was cast had depressing eff feet on my own feelings, but was also unpleasant to my friends, and for their sake as well as my own had my dark locks frightened. Adclina Patti in her auburn chevelure will certainly produce sensation when she arrives in America.
Connecticut western news., 1889-12-18

In all New York there is no better field for studying the liquor question than at q certain candy store in Madi- son square, where pound of sweets cannot be bought under $1.25, and where every customer is regarded as an heiress in reality or expectation. Adjoining the sugar plum palace is the lunch room, a spacious apartme nt carpeted in crimson velvet and wain- scotted with mahogany panels, where at round tables all manner of light and delicious refreshments are served, and where fashion and beauty congregate to--sip and nibble over. the gossip of the day. On the back of the menu card is the beverage list, including all the popular mixed drinks, wines, cor dials and liqueurs dear to the palate of the gourmet. Some of the women call for luncheon first, and some are brave enough to order at once a cock tail, an egg-nog, a Tom-and-Jerry or q punch with plate of sweet cake or biscuit. If the crowd is large, the wo- men are discreet, and while one sips a cocktail from a cup another will pour HUI S1CAl 4lOAl d CliOCOlUIC Jug OE LcI champagne from teapot.
 At odd hours it is not uncommon to see beauty with straw in her mouth, looking into the depths of a pepper mint punch far from innocuous, or all ice-foating cobbler of insidious pro- portions. Just the time spent over these forbidden draughts depends entirely upon the strength of the drinker. The novices, who want to be naughty and don't how to go about it, get flushed and drowsy, and drain several goblets of ice water to regain composure, while the habitue takes her ambrosial in sips, and full hour for her "vis- ions." The effects in both cases are recognized by the incessant giggling and gabbling that ensues, and the pitt able uncertainty of their exits from the place. Fancy drinks with a plate of cake cost $1; cordials are 35 cents each, and wines vary from $1 to $3 50 bottle. At a dozen restaurants where feminine society dimes in empire gowns, you will twist your neck stiff searching for the dry table among the diners. The fact is, most of the stylish women drink, although it does not follow that they get drunk.
Connecticut western news., 1889-12-18

The London sailor hat, made of tar paulin or vanished waterproof cash mere, was introduced to the Newport set of New York society by Mrs. Capt. Paget, the daughter of Mrs. Paran Ste- vens. When Mrs. Paget came to town ill her trim little rccfer jacket and smart tarpaulin Murray Hill went wild. The hat was borrowed and tried on and orders rung over the telephone to be filled at once. But they were not filled with any such speed and full month elapsed before the natter to the ''four hundred'' could get the proper block. It had to come from the Lon- don designer, and the tarred canvas was brought from the other side as well. It cost about $2 to import them and they sold on Fifth avenue for $5, and it is impossible even now to meet the demand.
 On the East side and down among the shops of Fourteenth street water proof sailor may be bought for half the money, but it is not the jaunty tarpaul- in with the jet-like polish that crowns the heads of the heiresscs of swelldom. The shape doesn't begin to have the London set about it; it isn't smart, SO to speak, and there is no futing of velvet and no silk head-band to keep the stiff edge from ridging the fair brow of youth and beauty. Then, too, there is a difference in the blocks, and if lady is determined to have a tarpaulin who hasn't the face for it the brim is narrowed or the crown changed to suit her peculiar style of beauty. Children, girls, debutantes, belles, young married ladies, and mothers with marriageable daughters alike affect the tarpaulin. No trim ming is used but the lustreless band of corded silk. To hold the hair in place and soften the>roses that bloom for art ill place of beauty small vcils of dotted net or gray silk tissue are worn.
The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1889-08-30
POLITICAL COMMENTS.

ETThe slaughter of trusts will be
one of the leading activities of the
Republican party when Congress meets.
Toledo Blade.
BYM Mr.. Wananaker asks fair treat
ment for the Government at the hands
OF the Western Union monopoly.
Simply this, nothing more.-Boston
Traveller.
Bp~1 he Democrats appear to have
carried off all the offices in sight in
Kentucky. In tho Dakotas. Montana
and Washington, however, the Re-
publicans will have their innings -
St. Louis Globe-Democrat.
EHThe future of the iron and steel
business in this vicinity was never
more promising than at present The
wage differences are settled, the mills
are all crowded with orders. and with
a Republican Administration there are
no free-trade tamperings with the tar
if to modest and make afraid.
burgh Commercial.
bUThe English Salt Trust has adj
vanced the price of salt one hundred
per cent, and is yet in control of the
salt trade. That is in free-trade
country. The American Salt Trust has
collapsed, and salt is cheaper than
ever. This is tariff country. Let
the Democratic liars say that tariffs
promote Trusts and free trade de.
stroys them. Journal.
The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1889-08-30

elderly woman, simply dressed in black.
She had good, sensible face, and Isabel
felt as if she would ind in her friend in
her new and untried position.
Mrs. Montford dropped little courtesy
and welcomed the new conner in spite of
her surprise with a few cordial and we'll
chosen words, and then looked InGuiringly
at Mr.. Falconer.
Il should have apprised you of the
event. he said, smiling, ''but wished to
surprise you. Please show Mrs. Falconer
to the east room and see that she is made
comfortable after our journey. The trunks
will soon be here. and / will have yours
sent TO you Immediately" turning to lsa-
bel. land you had better lie down and rest
before dinner
1t was q large and beautiful room TO
which Mrs. Montford led the way, and fur
nished elegantly with every thing needful
for a restful toilet. The furniture was of
heavy walnut, and the draperies of rich
crimson terry gave a rich, shaded light
which was very grateful TO the tired eyes of
the traveller; the soft carpet yielded to her
tread like velvet and the touch of luxury
was everywhere apparent
is this really you, Isabel Grantf' she
said TO herself, as she stood before large
mirror and looked at her face. somewhat
The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1889-08-30
Able to Take Care Of Itself.

The Republican party crushed a
bigger, brcaSer and more powerful
combine than any now in existence
in this country. 1t was a combine"
which covered half the country for
two-thirds of a century, and domi-
mated the other half for over quar-
ter of century. 1t was intrenched
in the affections, prepossessions and
prejudices of millions of people. for
titled by the teachings of the church
and buttressed by many decades of
existence. This was the slavery
trust. In an evil moment the slavery
trust attem pied to overstep the nor
NAL field o. its activity and exercise
sway over the whole country. Then
the Republican party swept it away.
With the ordinary spasmodic and
puny conspiracies of the present day
the Republican party is also COM
petent to dsal.-St. Louis Globe
Democrat