The Newtown bee., 1892-04-22
WHEN COLUMBUS TOUCHED FOOT ON THE SHORES OF THE
 NEW WORLD.

] Be found long clans, Indians, and other large game in abundance and the first thing he did up- on landing was to plant the Spanish flag and all his canned meats. He found himself in strange country and among hostiles, not one of whom would warn him or his men that to eat the lus- cious lobster found along shore and drink milk after it meant death. He had not sailed in an ocean greyhound of the pattern of 1892, conse- quently had been tossed long on the raging bil- lows, and had far forgotten the customs of civ ilizat that it is said this is tradition not his- tory), that when he called ubon the chiefs daugh- ter the first evening and she requested him to l turn down the gas, he stepped up and blowed it out. He had long been deprived of the comforts of home. His men had mutinied and strven to cast him and all his effects into the sea. He had had hard time of it, and if ever man needed a folding bed, roll top desk, baby carriage, and other comforts of home he did then. Yet there was not rebutable squaw, buck, or overgrown papoose between San Salvador and the backbone l of the Rocky mountains who could direct him to a dealer in these articles. Just think of it, ye who sit with folded ha nds in the lap of luxury 12 hours of the day, talk French and chew sweet scented gum in seven different languages the rest of the time. Why was this thus? Simply be- cause the a5origines of those days followed blazsd and spotted lines and bsaten trails. They undoubtedly had blazed line between the pro life clam banks of Long Island Sound and the rich beaver and muskrat hatcheries of the north
 but Hawleyville was then little off the line. The red men of those days followed ancient custom of travelling in long line single file, and objects the size of Bakers furniture establishment. if little off the trail, would, owing to the heavy growth of timber and dense shrubbery apout Hawleyvile, have escaped their notice. The seasons come and go just of old," but many other things change. The natives of this land longer travel single fle they scatter like bird shot from an old Provincial musket. They search by the way They look in their neighbors affairs carefully than they do their own. Stately forests like those about Hawleyville no longer hide objects of interest from their gaze. They search out all the good things (and also some of the bad) on either side of the trail. If second Columbus should land here today and make this inquiry about folding beds and ba- by carrlageS think you he Wonld have to ask twice? W ell we rather think not. Every dus- Ky maiden stepping to the door of her wig wam would point in the direction of Hawiey- ville and say Baker, and as ''all roads lead to Rome so now all trails lead to HawleyVilIe. The clam banks and muskrat hateheries are no longer centerS of attraction. The natives care not for clan. steaks and muskrat stews of old, but folding beds, roll top desks and baby carriages they must and will have. That's why started the furniture business in
 stead of a chowder factory at Hawleyville. The leaves are all off the trees now, so you can find Hawleyyille with but little trouble. goods near the old trail where "moccasined feet were wont to tread" A.G.BAkER, New Furniture WarerOomS, Opposite Union Sta tion, Hawleyville, Conn.