The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-06-10
BRIO GElP 0RT As T WAS
1oo-5O-ao YEARS AGO
CTaken from the Files of The Evening Farmer)
 

was gathered the males carried arms when assembling for worship to pro- tects themselves and their families from Indian hostility.
 The second house of worship was built in 1777 about 100 rods north of the site of the first at the inter- section of Park avenue and the old stage road, now called North ave nue. This was used until 1908. It was at length abandoned and in 1885 it was taken down The third was built in 1908 and first occupied June 2O 18O8 It stood on the site of the present edifice on Bank street It was removed in 1848 to make room for a new edifice; was owned and occupied for short time by the Christ Episcopal church destroyed by fire in 1851. The present edifice was built in 184S.
 NY, N HI & H. AT 210 k New York. New Haven and Hart ford has sold last week at 21Oe 1-2 and 21o, and the large debentures at 147 1-2.
 TOOMEY-BOIaAND
 { First publication, of the bans of marriage between Jeremiah D. Toomey, Jr-, and Miss Nellie L. Roland was made yesterday at St Augustine's church. MT Toomey is the present prosecuting liquor agent  office of City Attorney Miss Roland is a teacher in the public schools
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 SULLIVAN IS sFT4AT BROKE
 New York, June 1Os 1895.@John L.. l Sullivan announces that he hasn't got a do1lar-in fact to use his own ex- pression, he is e'f1at broke.'' Asked | if he meant he. was absolutely pen niIess, he answered: Well, it's Ike this I might want to blow you but 1 I ain't got the stuff to do it with. 1 See? But ain't got any kick conin'. You see. I made a barrel of money i and blew it in. That's mel When got my money my friends knew it: ought to know better I shppose.
 I've been on the stage 16 years said the big fighter, 'sbut I tell you, there ain't nothin' in it The stage is all. we'll enough but al man gets tired of it This last play I had busted me. The play was all right but it was the people had to cart around with me That swallows the dough, I tell you.''
 s.snalls you ever go on the stage again.?''
 Nav .disgustedly. The stage is played out, I tell you A man like me I.wants a business he can lay down to, see? I've been travelling around since I was a kid and I'm dead sick of it. ain't a chicken any more land my sporting days are done I want a quiet business want TO stay in one place. [ want to settle down I think the hotel business xs fabout my lay. I ain't drunk anything in eight weeks, and I feel splendid '' ttSu11y'' re-1ighted his cigar. srnok- cdr ref1ectiTeIy for a few moments, and refused several invitations te have a drink He never looked bet ter in his life. His complexion is Eclear and his eyes bright, and full of the fire of yore. Su11ivar's friends lsayt that he has earned and spent more 1hazuma than any fighter or athlete that the world ever saw. It is estimated that in 12 years he has made $500,000. But with him it was s tteasy come, easy go., He threw money away In the height of his T career it was 8 common-p place for him to stand at bar and spent $5,- 900 for wine for his friends and ad- znirers He used to throw $50 and $100 bills from the platforms of I trains in which he was passing through towns which had turned out I their population to greet him. He once bought a saloon for a friend on the impulse of the woment, and on another occasion paid S1,300 for a I team of horses for his father. a, plain T workingman-
 To his credit, be it said that John L.. Sullivan never turned a. deaf ear to a friend in need. They had only ' to ask for money to get it and it is ksaid that he squandered between
 $50,0Oo and $60,O0O a year in thus ] helping needy friends out of their diffic111fjas