Norwich bulletin., 1911-10-07

lowing night with renewed courage and enthusiasm.
 The listener to this cat t-egory of her woes suggested that it would have been more up to the scratch if she had sent catalogue along with her li- bfary the night before.
 But, speaking of woes and unneces- sary noise. il occurred to me that it would be a good idea to start a cir culating library" in the direction of some abominable relics of barbarism still extant in this land of enlighten- ment and freedom, to torture and tor nent the overtaXed nerves of worn and weary humanity. namely, bN the shrieking of whistles and clamor of bells in all keys and from all quar- ters at almost all hours of day and night from mills. shops, schoolhouses and churches.
 And last, but by no means least, the everywhere present gramophone or '.damophone." as one heretofore pious 1 but long suffering deacon expressed it to the apparent horror but inward amusement of good sister in the church, who. l fear, secretly uttered a hearty Amen having had troubles of her own in that respect.
 As it has never been my good fortune to travel any farther afield or aioat than the charming Isles of Bermuda I cannot speak regarding the customs and characteristics of people in other lands: but certain 1t is we Americans do seem to love to make noise one may argue, expostulate as he will, But a noise we must have, for we can
 not keep still.
 I fail to see why it is that a coIIec- ton of civilized beings should deem it necessary to disturb a whole commit nity at the unearthIy hour of , d, 1n with shrill blasts or nnournful walls from a dozen whistles and the clang and chatter of as many bells, for the purpose of admonishing few that it Is time to awake. This racket to be repeated at intervals until these same few are thoroughly aroused and safely at work.
 We do not have to be whistled or runs into the store, or warned by the shriek of a locomotive that the train is going to start We know right well that we are to draw our salary or catch the train we have got to be on time. Why should we need to have such an awful rumpus raised to fill our churches, shops and factories? It is to Dc hoped the time is not far dis tant when we shall not allow ourselves to be any longer treated like a parcel Of careless and Irresponsible children. and be rung and blown at till we at tend to our duties or appear promptly at our appointed task.
 And Sunday-that supposed day of rest and gladness must our church bells keep up an everlasting boom and chatter from early morn till dewy eve, in order to remind us of the hour of prayer?
 My childhood days were spent in a large manufacturing town with many mills and shops within it's borders, also four schoolhouses and six chure hes, three of the latter located upon the same short street as our home.
 These all with bells of no uncera tin tone. which ever found a tongue at morning, noon and night and seemin 2 to my childish imagination to all be trying to talk at once. filling the air with a most undignified clamor till one might almost fancy the fiends of the lower regions were loose to disturb and destroy the angels of peace and hai- mony, who fain would hover OCT the earth through all the sacred hours. I fear my good pastor would have been amazed had he known with what an unholy state of mind some of his con- greeation wended their way to the sanctuary.
 But, though whistle of shops and factories were silent on Sunday. on Monday they broke forth with renew ed zeal. and when a silk mill reared it's walls in the next yard but oD, with a whistle emitting bioodcurdlfng and ear Spiltt1n2 SnF1ekS, paIlence ceased to be virtue, and while we did not. like the Arabs, exactly fold our tents and si- lently steal away We did pick up the accumulated treasures of fifty years and leave the old homestead to it's fate.
 But although we put many miles be- tween ourselves and the cause of so much annoyance, it has proved of no avail. They are all here-the whoops and silrieks and walls, the boom and claEg and clatter-only in another key. and there is no escaping them
 We are indeed st noisy, bustling, hustling crowd, with our comings and soings heralded by screaming whistles and clashing bells, and it is no wonder most Of us land prematurely in the sanitariJlm or cemetery
 It is quite time we called a halt and tried to do something towards putting into circulation the written or spoken word that may set the community to thinking. and possibly avail to hush, or at least sub ubdue the tumult and un- necessary din which now daily tries the soul.
 And should that long looked for day ever dawn when we poor creatures the women. are no longer relegated to a seat with the idiots and pauperS but have a right to vote, more powerful weapon than the pen to abate a racket and 8 nuisance will surely be put in circulation
 ONE OF THEM