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The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-06-04
Some shirts that men will enjoy.

Man who gets into shirt of pongee with soft collar and cuffs is going to be pretty comfortable during warm days. He feel assured of comfort if beneath that shirt he is ared in athletic nainsook underwear and out side it he Rowland suit of light weight But to get back to the soft shfrt here some of ticular interest.
 Nice soft pongee in attractive stripes and with sep arate matching soft collar.
 soisette and pongee in plain colors soft cuffs and at tached soft collar.
 Nicely made, nice fabric cut they comfort ably, such shirts most would count good values at dollar 69c
 Of
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-06-04
HARRY ATWOOD IS
 SOMEWHERE ALoFT
 CAUSING ALARM

Sandusky, O.. June 4.-Fast launch es are searching Lake Erie in the vicinity of Put-In-Bay for Harry At wood, the aviator who left Amherst burg, Ont, at 10:05, this morning, to cross the lake to Sandusky. He should have arrived here at 11:30 a. n., but up to o'clock nothing had been heard from him.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-06-04
WHERE TO OBTAIN PERMIT FOR DIGGING
 IN STATE HIGHWAY

Any persons who wish to make ex- cavations on the state road between New Haven and Greenwich must ob- tain permits from Supervisor of Roads Emmet DonnelIy, A Clarence street Commissioner of Highways Bennett intends to be very strict about this matter and as a permit costs nothing 1t would be advisable to obtain one before digging up the road.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-06-04
A. o. PARKER ESTATE.

The estate of Adelbert c. Parker was admitted to probate in the town clerks office today with Harvey and Ruth A. Harding as administrators.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-06-04

The funeral of Mrs. Peter Stafford was held from her late home, 25 Sedg- wick street. this morning at 8:30 o'clock and from St. Patrick's church at g, Rev. Father Curran officiating. The quartet composed of Mrs. J. Cass- erly. Miss Sarah Lee, Miss French and
 William C1ampett sang the music of the mass. At the offertory MT. Clam pett sang ssAve Maria After the mass Mrs Casserly sang Some Sweet Day." and Nearer My God to Thee. g The pail bearers were Samuel Greg ory, John McKeon, William Casey. AL fred Hoffmann, Jacob Herb and Jos eph Tobin. Interment was in St. MichaeIs cemetery.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-06-04
SMALL FIRE IN BEDROOM.

A still alarm of fire at 1:3s o'clock this afternoon took No. Engine com pany to 355 Bostwick avenue where a slight fire had started in bedroom due to somebody's carelessness in leaving matches lying around. Little damage was done.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-06-04
OBITUARY

The funeral of Mary B. Banks was held this afternoon from the resi- dence of her brother, D. J. Banks, 478 Norman street, at 2:3o o'clock, Rev. H. A. Davenport officiating. Inter ment was in the old Greenfield Hill cemetery.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-06-04
Take Victro1a to
 camp or on cruise.

dition the entertainment that evening brings It IS pleasant take ones in hammock chair and listen to favore songs strental music from the Vicrola It is equally delightful to the young folks to have thing furnish music for impromptu dance.
 And victrola does it, willingly and efficiently and long one desires.
 victro1a VI is especially we'll adapted for this use through Iris easily transported, is equipped with the features that make Vctrola popular, plays any of the regular records and has aplyg cOmpar which adds to volume and quality of it's tones
 Victrola VI is $25 Under the stores plan it may be bought with dozen records for 4 and paid for at the of 75 cents week after initial payment of dollar
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-06-04

Center aisle. rear.
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Afterward, when Mulcahy left her
standing at the door of her home
waving at him and smiling in her
sweet, frank way, he wondered how
he had found it in his heart to steal
the necklace; but there it was in
his hand, still warm from contact with
her throat.
Then he darted away from the
street, and, clasping the locket tightly,
flew to the first police station and
gave himself up.
The judge did not conceal his dis
gust when he learned that Mulcahy
had robbed a child; and when he
uttered sternly, Six months on the
island for him." he marveled at the
brutality of a man who could smile at
the sentence.
Meantime, Violet Van Twiller had
been received with the tears and re-
joicings of hysterical and loving fam
lily and diligently Intercepted con-
corning the events of the evening.
Over and over again she repeated
the story of the kind, ragged gentle
man. who had bought her candy and
soda and had found her home for her
Later, Mr.. Van Twiller discovered
that Violet had mysteriously lost her
locket; but, though he suspected her
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weary body that soon discovers the
egg-shell substance of the promise?
He shuddered and hurried down a
side street of American-basement
houses, with their dainty Boston ferns
and yews, pretty windows with costly
curtains that sealed happy homes
from the profane eyes of the public.
And this atmosphere gave Mulcahy
hope. The inspiration born of des-
pair took root
He intended to abandon all thoughts
of getting work until warm weather.
1t was worse than hopeless to think
he could get work now-why, the
weather, his age, all were against 1t.
He would go back to the pen if he
had literally to steal his way back.
The thing to do now was to conjure
up some reasonable offense, some
trifling transgression that would open
the iron gates of the prison, as diff
ficult of entrance as it was of exit,
and tide him over the winter months.
But what could he do? Not single
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and desperate struggle to keep his
feet on the globe had frayed it's
edges.
No, he determined to go back there
honorably, as he had left. He might
get job shoveling snow-but alas! it
was one of those cherries Christ
masses, and nature had not even sup
piled the people out of work with
snow to shovel
Mulcahy had worked all mis- life.
He was fifty now, and, as he unrolled
the long catalogue of calamity which
career, he found that the only year
of his life that had been a happy one
was his last in Jail
These thoughts and the haunting
smell of hops brought MIlcahy to
Fouth avenue and a saloon. 1t was
twelve o'clock. and corned beef and
cabbage-leaf being slated for lunch On
a blackboard under a Satyrish-loDk-
ing book and life-sized schooner
determined the man, and he stepped
inside
The story will move much more
rapidly if We do not follow Mulcahy
and wait for him to eat his corned
beef and philander with spirit more
of his ilk than any he has met for
the last year, spirit that seemed al
most fabulous when dreamed of in
the "pen'-to-wit, the bartender.
But look where Mulcahy energies
half an hour later, the inner man
lulled by the succulent cabbage and
beef, but a melancholy gnawing at the
outer man, whose clothes are slight
protection against the increasing
wind. - s-rs-
AS the day drew her portals slowly
together he fell to trembling again.
How was he going to face the night?
All alone in one of those ten-cent
beds which promise so much to a
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strange friend. he was so grateful to
the ragged gentleman" that the next
day he advertised in all the papers
that he wished to reward the person
who hads restored his daughter to her
family.
But Malcahy never learned of this
golden opportunity which might have
given him a new start in life, though
he gave the officer who accompanied
him to the island the name and adj
dress of the little owner of the neck
lace, and it was sent to her
The next day saw Mulcahy safely
aboard the Fidelity and headed for the
pen"
At the end of the week he was sit
ting at the Christmas dinner which
had seemed fantom on that dread
full day he was set at liberty.
Between mouthfuls of fat turkey
and cranberry sauce he boasted TO
Jerry TIE Spike, Hank, and Bottles OF
how he had hoodwinked justice.
When he reported for work, few
lays later. the keeper who presided
uve- the nen engaged in breaking
stone remarked casually to fellow
keeper:
Il see Mulcahy is back on the Job. :"
Yes" the other replied; The was
liberated week ago, and now he's
back again. ! tell you this place is
cinch for those fellows They're do
ing life on the installment plan If
you dumped the whole caboodle into
the East river and told them to swim
to New York, they'd all turn like lot
of rats and squeak to come back TO
the pen
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Romances are built about it, Wars
have been fought for it and religions
based upon it.
Love is the dream of the poet, the
puzzle of the philosopher, the theme
of the novelist and the song of the
minstrel.
Love links all the human race Its
note Of victory is heard in the royal
court and in the peasants cottage.
The song of love is on the lips of the
proudest queen and of her humblest
subject.
1t is the stimulus of parental affec-
ton in the home and of patriotism in
The nation. Brave men die for it and
noble women perish that they may
bear it's sweet incense with them to
The grave.
How sweet and tender is this splen.
lid attribute of mankind! In it's smil-
ing presence, anger, bitterness and
strife melt away. How much more
has the world to hope for from love
than from envy, malice and hatred
In this period of worldwide dis
trust, of resentment against econo-
mic conditions, of protest against au-
thority. human and divine, and wide
spread defiance of law. can we not
turn aside at this Christmas season
for moment and learn anew the les
son of love?
When we shall have learned that
lesson. we shall also know the better
and fuller meaning of obedience, con-
tentment and peace
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on freedom and gazed longing.
ly at the graystone penitentiary,
which seemed to be slipping away
from him and growing smaller and
cozier as distance lent the enchant-
ment of perspective to his loneliness.
For Mulcahy, daZzled by liberty,
was very lonely indeed. Every mo-
ment that the water widened between
him and the prison it lessened the
distance from the city, and in two
minutes more the man knew that the
metropolis. bristling with antogonism,
cold and strange and busy with its
holiday season, would be upon him,
and it filled his heart with name
less dread TJ
But, after all, he had only himself
to blame for his liberty. Good be-
havior"-that was the thing that had
turned him loose from a comfortable
home, three square meals day, and
his companions of the quarry.
If he had only transgressed few
laws, broken simple rule or two, all
might have been well. He might
have eaten Christmas dinner with
Jerry the Spike, Bottles, Hank and the
whole Apply crew who had contrived
to spend another Christmas in the
pen" through trifiing indiscretions
committed in defiance of the keepers.
These reflections were interrupted
by the sharp teeth of the wind snap
ping at his legs through the thin
trousers and the threadbare coat.
He shivered as the boat locked, and
then took long breath as he walked
up the gangplank and out into-was
this freedom striking terror to his
soul?
He was only free to go anywhere;
but these people had their homes
to go to, each his separate ''peniten-
tiary," where there were warmth and
food and human things to talk to.
He shut his eyes for an instant and
started bravely up the hilly street that
led to First avenue. Then suddenly
a strange thing happened. He forgot
his misery and his wretched home.
sickness. At first he couldn't realize
WQdC tne lunuenCe Was, then he rec
ognized the soothing and thirst-inspir-
ing smell of hops that poured over
him like hot breath from, the brew
cry on the next street. This prompted
a thought which was Immediately fol-
lowed by a sharp movement.
Mulcahy minded him of the faded
five-dollar bill he had in his pocket,
the last bounty of the good home
across the river. He pulled it out and
looked at it.
1t represented two weeks and hal;
OF life: that is, he calculated that
while he was looking for job it
would provide food and shelter for him
If he couldn't find a job-but that
thought ended with look toward the
river; and again he saw the pen,
and another thought occurred to him
If he didn't find anything to do, he
could go back to the pen and beg
them to take him in. No, he couldn t
do that He squared his ragged
shoulders as if trying to rise superior
to the thought, for there was a rem.
nant of pride in Mulcahy, albeit time
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branches of this green parasite cling
ing to them. This part of the road Is
known as Lovers Delight, from the
fact that the traveller is always under
the mistletoe." The English species
Of the plant is perhaps the most beau
tiful, but the genuine articles is rarely
seen in this country. the American
supply comes from the southern states
and abounds in large quantities in the
Dismal swamp of Virginia. Its branches
are more symmetrical than the import
ed variety, but the berries are smaller
aud less transparent.
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IS GROWING BETTER
Each Christmas Sees Nearer Ap-
pr0ach to Ideal.
Humanity. Affected by Teachings OF
Him Whose Birth Is Celebrated
Spirit of HeIpfuIness Prevails
s- Among Men.

IT All ytdL uIluSS Tue WIN
zSE nearer to the ideal of the
yn5kk Prince of Peace. the ideal
jU(~ Of universal brotherhood.
,Ek Wars may occur from
AiWA time TO time and nations
CGSXEEl continue to arm them
IS@tE{SF2ES selves, but steadily tne
thought develops in the
minds of men throughout
the range of civilization that fight
ing is a wasteful, senseless, incon-
elusive method of adjusting differ
rnces. and that Righteousness and
Justice can be maintained by other
means.
over nineteen hundred years have
PASSED since Christ was born. bring
ing the message of peace on earth
aid good will to men. Before his
lime the world knew no such doe
1rine. There was the law of might,
ana might prevailed. There were
rights. but rights were dependent up
on the strength of arms and often suf-
fercd. The strong arm governed in
the affairs of men. The doctrine that
Christ preached was one of enlighten-
nent, an appeal to the reason. ad
dressed 10 the higher self of man.
Those who are discouraged by the
occasional outbreaks of strife between
nations should take comfort in the
thought that there is steadily in
creasing sentiment for pacific adjust
ments. that the essential spirit of
Christianity is at work throughout
the world TO bring men into more
reasonable relations. and that in the
international as we'll as the private
conditions of life the doctrines that
hundred years ago are becoming
steadily more dominant.
Christmas day naturally causes a
reflection upon the state of humanity
as affected by the teachings of him
whose birth is celebrated. Men are
PROFESSIONALLY kinder and more
thoughtful toward one another now
than ever before. There is more
charity in the world, and more JUS
tice. and more earnest disposition to
bring humanity up 10 a higher level.
There is more widespread education
as a result of this spirit Of helpful
ness. and there is less suffering
Men are devoting themselves and
their lives to the study of the needs
of the less fortunate and to the
amelioration of their condition. In
all lands practical Christianity is
working to the end literally Of bring
ing peace on earth and good will to
men.
The observances Of Christmas are
mere tokens Of the essential spirit of
the day. which is more than the mere
twenty-four hours of this particular
calendar time, and extends through
out the year. No matter how elabor-
ate or costly the gifts that are ex-
changed, how beautiful and impress
sive the services in the churches,
how extensive the decorations. Christ
mas is no more sincerely commemo-
rated than by him who OH this day
pauses to remember what it means.
who pays tribute in his soul to the
glorious example of Christ's life and
resolves to conduct his own as nearly
as possible in imitation of it. 1t is
the personal Christmas celebration
that counts. the individual effort to
apply 10 everyday life that which I'M
derlies the occasion, that which began
ut. Bethlehem over nineteen centuries
ago.
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Mistletoe in America,

Mistlctoe becomes scarcer and more
expensive in the United States each
year, although it flouriahes to such an
extent in France that the government
at one time gave orders b have every
pa. Jicle of it destroyed. This raised
such protest among the French for
lists that the order was no. carried out.
1t flourishes in rampant luxuriance
along the road between Paris and Fon-
taiDbleau, and in one place for a mile
or two the great poplars have fairly
had their lives squeezed out by the
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Christina Aside.

The twelve days of Christmas"
embracing the period between Christ
mas eve, December "a, and Epiphany,
of Twelfth Night, January 6, is un-
known as Christmastide. Great as
the feast of Christmas is, nothing can
be definitely traced as to it's origin,
nobody knows who first celebrated it,
or when or where, or how. We find
that various communities of Christ
ians kept the day on different dates
until about the middle of the fourth
century, when Pope julius established
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the festirsl at Rome, on December 25
The holidays of the year are the red
letter days of it's calendar. Among
them all, Christmas is unique, mas
much as it brings universal joy and
good will. Let the nations, therefore,
rejoice and be glad in the gift of the
worlds greatest life.-Jennie Day
Haines.
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Everywhere.

Everywhere, everywhere, Christmas
tonight
Christmas in lands of the fir tree and
pine,
Christmas in lands of the palm trees
and vine,
Christmas where snow peaks stand
solemn and white,
Christmas where cornfelds lie sunny
and bright
Everywhere, everywhere, Christmas
tonight. Phillips Brooks.
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The Yule-Lou.

When the Yule-log burns xbon the
hearth,
With carol, chime and Christmas
cheer,
A fire should kindle in each soul
To gladden. all the coming year.
Louisa M. Alcott.
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Safe and Sane.

The movement which proposes to
confine to children the giving of
Christmas gifts would. at least, have
the merit of doing away with lot Of
social hypocrzSy.
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Egg Y-ians, Romans and Greeks of
antiquity were familiar with the use
of wigs which were made of natural
hair.
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A YEAR OF PLENTY.

The Christmas trees nod in the breze:
The candy from them drops.
And folks declare they'll surely bear
The heaviest OF crops.
Philadelphia Bulletin
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TEACHES LESSON OF LOVE
Where Its Beauties May Be
Learned Anew

Owe is the keynote of the
Christmas season. The
greatest mystery of life is
love. Who has not sought
TO sound its unspeakable
depths? Who has not felt
its all-compelling power?
Who has not surrendered
10 its irreSiStihle force
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And over many
LNNO lands had
been
A roamer to and fro.
when was but boy" he said'
There dwelt not far from here
A woman young in widowhood-
Her name was Helen We're.
"One child she had little boy
I scarcely need to say
He was her only earthly joy,
Her comfort night and day.
loft would she stroke his golden han
And sigh, and say, All, me
Oh, weary, weary was the day
Thy father went to seal
Then would she to her throbbins
breast,
Still closer clasp her son,
And pray her oft-repeated prayer
o Lord, Thy will be done
She taught him with her loving lfps
The words of holy truth,
A brave God-fearing youth.
zone day he to his mother said
I long SO much to be
A sailor, as my father was,
And sail the wide, wide sea-
she gave consent, although her heart
Was bound up in her SON
Tt may be better for us both
o Lord, Thy will be done.
"'You won't forget me. my dear boy,
When far away, know,
30 with my blessing and my prayers,
Go, my own Willie, CO.
I'm their sad parting time she placed
A Bible in his hands,
Let this be thy companion still
In far-off seas and lands
Ten long, long years then rolled away.
And sorely Helen pinned;
No letter from her son had come,
No news Of any kind"
Here Thomas poked the fire, and
AAc uducs leap ulSu duu ClCdx
Nov 1 must shift the scene" he said.
And tell of Willie We're:
when Willie left his mothers home
He shipped on board the Tyne
And all went happily and we'll
Until they crossed the line.
Then on them burst furious storm
That fiercer grew each day,
Until upon a lonely isle
The ship was cast away.
And when the raging storm drew OF.
Its work of havoc done,
OF all the crew but one survived,
And Willie was that one.
For two long years he strained his
Across the wide, wide wave,
But never came a friendly ship
To succor or to save.
For two long years his only food
Was shell-fish from the shore,
And sea-birds' eggs, and leaves, and
fruit
The feathery palm-trees bore.
'"The long third year drew near It'd
close,
And it was Christmas Day,
Poor Willie sat upon the shore
His thoughts were far away.
"a hand is on his shoulder laid,
A loud voice greets his ear
What, mate! who
thought to 1 ans n
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A S THE boat pointed it's nose to-
~ ward the city, the solitary man
~ at the prov turned his back
on freedom and gazed longing
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poked the fire, and said:
again shift time and scene
Tis Christmas Eve at Ennerdale,
The wind blows wild and keen
Poor Helen crouches DER the fire
And shudders at the storm;
The latch is lifted, at the door
There stands manly form.
I've been a wanderer,' spoke th<
man,
On many far-off shore;
I've travelled twenty thousand miles
To look on home once more.
"She rose up slowly from her chair,
Her lips no words expressed;
She flung her arms around his neck
And swooned upon his breast"
Here Thomas poked the fire, and
His face to hide the tears
That filled his eyes, whene'er he told
The story of the Veres.
And then he said with tremblin,
mo words can tell the joy
OF Helen when she looked again
Upon her long-lost boy.
'They left the poor and humble cot
That had such sorrows seen,
And dwelt together in one home
Down by old Hazeldean.
"Old William We're, whom l knew van
Has often said to me-
'Whene'er l read my mothers gift
took with me to sea,
! feel I never can forget,
That pious mothers love.
Or ever cease to render thanks
To God the Lord above"
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XN;ak1
A CHRISTMAS STORY

SPENT a happy
Christmas eve
At blithesome
Ennedale,
And sitting by tbs
cozy hearth,
I listened to this
tale.
Old Thomas told
1t he had
seen
Some seventy
years or SO,
And over many
Ian DIS b ad
been
The Bourbon news., 1913-03-25
"KlNG" OF SWANS ISLE DEAD
Picturesque Carer of AIonzo Adams,
Yankee Skipper, Ended in Bos-
ton Hospital.

Boston, Mass.-Alonzo Adams, one
time Yankee skipper, later king" of
Swans island in the Caribbean sea,
and for the last few years a Connect,
cut farmer, is dead at the Massachu,
setts General hospital in this city at
the age of 7S.
Mr.. Adams, or "'the king" as he
was best known, was born in Ellis
worth, Me-, of seafaring parents.
About twenty-three years ago a vessel
CT which he was captain was charter.
ed by a company to carry a CONNER
cial expedition to certain Caribbean
islands. The venture failed and
Adams accepted for his pay the rights
to Swans island, one of the group OF
which the company had acquired pos.
session. There the Yankee skipper
established small kingdom, taking
the title of king and introducing royal
customs. He developed his kingdom
commercially, and within a few years
had amassed a small fortune.
Three years ago he accepted an
offer from a development company
and sold his kingdom, returned to
''the states" and settled down on a
farm at Easthampton, Conn.