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The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23
Contract Board Saved
 City $26, ,836.77, It's
 Annual Report Claims

The board of contract and supply saved the city $24,886.77 on purchases of s286, ,77o.79 made through that de- partnent during the last fiscal year, according to the annual report that has been prepared by Clerk George M. Baldwin. The report says that the board really saved the city $29, ,S46. .34 during the fiscal year. From this the cost of maintaining the board, $5, ,0o9. .57, deducted which includes salaries and expenses, leaving the net total given above. The board has been in exist ence four years. During 1912-13 the board made purchases amounting to $21s, 1892 30; 19d9-14, $226, ,953. 56; and 1914-15, szSS, ,671.79. The last years pur- chases are enumerated above. The board asks that it's special fund be increased from $500 to $1,0oo. The
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23
WANT NAMES CHANGED.

Declaring that he is hampered in social relations by his name, Edward Alperstein of this city has brought a. petition in the superior court asking permission to change his name to Ed ward Alpert. He says his real cogno- men is so long that people find it inconvenient to pronounce. Alper- stein was born in NIinsk, Russia, in 1889. He has been citizen of this country since 1898.
 Another petition for change of name was filed by Max Guttman of this city He wants to be known as Max Goodman. Guttnan says he was born in Ungvar, Hungary, in 1867. He has been a resident of this city since 1910
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23

Linene pique and gabar- dine $1 .25 and $1.5O.
 Stripes of black or Copen- hagen with white-$ $l. 50.
 Handsome pure white pique or heavy cord and hon eycomb of excellent weight
 $ and $4.
 Rich stripes of rose or green or gold or Copenhagen with tan $5.75.
 Fine honeycornb of white with marrow black stripes $5.75.
 Ranaie linens in white and blue and rose S5.
 And cretonnes of true beauty! With many rich col OTIS combined in their flower ed designs $4.
 Palm Beach cloth, delight ful Of hue and With wonder ful residence, S5.75.
 Khaki, stout and firm and especially agreeable to girl who enjoys a tramp $3.
 Broad awning stripes of heavy weave, in two-colo1 and even three-color stripes -$5.75.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23
 DEED.

DIED.
 FANNugCAIn this city. Monday. May 22, 1916, Charles G. Fan { ming. aged s7 years, month, days.
 Trfends are invited to attend the funeral from his late residence. No- 16e DeFores4 avenue on Thursday. May 2Bth at p. m.
 Interment at Ia'kevaew eeEnetery. MHOAEPsOa- 4l1is city, Monday, May 22, 1816, John J. Thompson. Friends are Aiuv1ted to attend the funeral from the residence of his sister, Mrs. John J. Sullivan, No. sra Pembroke street. on Thursday, May 25 at s<8O a. m, and from St. MarEs church at g o'clock.
 Burial at St Michaels cemetery
 R 28 b4 EAAKE-Hn this city, May 2s. 1916 Mrs. UrsuTla Saake.
 Friends are invited to- attend the funeral at her late residence, No 42S- Warren street on Thursday May 25. at 2-30 p. m.
 Interment at Park cemetery Stamford papers please copy. EEE-In this city. May 22. 1916 Mrs. Caroline D. Gorham, widow o1 Gurdon P. tIzee,v aged. s7 years
 Friends are invited to attend the funeral at the nome or nGE SOn-1n- law, MT. Charles H. Armstrong No. 20 Brooklawn Ave, on Thurs day, 25fh inst, at 2:S0 o'clock p. m Kindly omit flowers.
 Burial in Mountain Grove ceme- tery R 23 bsp BHADX-In this city. May 21. 1916 Catherine M4 daughter of the late James F. and Catherine Brady.
 Friends arc invited to attend the funeral at her late residence No no Wheeler avenue on Wednesday May 24 at a. m., and from St Patrick's church at 9:30 a. m with solemn high mass.
 Interment at St. MichaePs ceme- tery. R 22 b"p a1ALONEY-In this city. May 21 1916, Thomas Maloney. Friends are invited to attend the funeral at his late residence. No POP Bunnen street, on Wednesday May 24, at 8:3o a. m., and from St. Mary's church at g a. m., with solemn high mass.
 Interment at St. MichaePs ceme- terry. R 22 b"
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23
CRUSHED BY HORSE.

New Britain, Conn. May 23-James McDermott, 32, a teamster employed by. Andrews, Swift & Company, is suf- fering from fractured skull, a broken arm and possible internal injuries re- ceived early this morning when, in hitching up horse, the animal reared and fell on top of him, crushing him to the cement floor of the barn.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23
JACOB YUNG DEAD.

New Britain, May 2S-Jacob Yung, one of the city's best known older Ger man resident, passed away at his home on Corbin avenue this morning at 2 20 o'clock at the age of ST years. He was born in Hesse, Darmstadt, Ger many, and came to this country in 1S54. He is survived by his widow, two daughters, one son and six grand oI,i1drnrn
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23
GAMRLERs ARR FINEp.

New Britain, May 2s-One foreigner was fined $75 and costs for operating a gambling house and one frequenter was fined $15 and costs in court to- day the result of raid on a coffee house last week in which ten men were arrested. The others were dis charged.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23
NURSE PLEADS GUILTY
 TO POISONING CHILD

Springfield, Mass, May 23-Elizaa- beth c. Cannon, of Russell, pleaded sr,,il46 to a nansIaughter charge in wuperior court this morning Judge Richard w. Irwin continued the case for sentence until September and re leased Miss Cannon in $1.0Oo bail Miss Cannon poisoned her ward. Lu- cflle M. Thomas. a f1ve-year-old child, the state charges
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23
POSSUTH ARRESTED FOR
 SPEEDING IN ELM CITY

Peter Possuth of ITO Columbia street, was riding his motorcycle through New Haven yesterday when told to stop by a traffic officer. Pos suth is alleged to have put on full speed to have passed several guard ians of the law told to keep 8. lookout for him. A warrant for his arrest re- suited in his being taken from Bridgeport to New Haven for trial ton1orroW.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23
ROWLAND DRY GOODS co.

clerk asks this because many special calls for purchases are made by qe- partnents which the board has not funds to meet A table showing the huctuation in prices of articles pur- chased and how the board has taken advantage of them is appended to the report.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23
Waists with ruffles, nd rn1ffles. and ruffles!

What different and deightsome air the rlffIes give to the waists
 Who would think that simple fashion of trimming would produce so great and so pretty difference And who doesn like the ruffles whether they be on waists of crepe chine voe any other fabric? Just ready:-a fine collection in soft and beautiful and ustrous silk white and flesh and and other quiet tones,- -$2 $3 and to $5.75. .5-,~t44s---s These of special note:
 Japanese silk, with double ruffled collar that has
 cape effect,- Sz Tub stripes with braid collar simple and plain but of
 richness @z Crepe de chine, pure white flesh or corn ruffled
 front, square collar $z Embroidered white voile with figures of dainty dl-
 r?ensions, wide collar ruffled front, new bell " sleeves,- qz
 Second --A"
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23

LEGAL NOTECE@AIi pledges up to number 3OooS dated before Nov. 24, 1915 are for saIe 29986. Nov. I2S;
 29e47. zs941. 2991o, Nov 22;
 z9seo, Nov. 1s, z9s3S, z9789, 2e786, Nov. IT; 29715. 2s71o, Nov. 15, 1915. Charles 4. Peck 43 Middle
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23

The following delegates to the state convention to be held at Hartford on June IA have been named by Bridge port aerfe. No. APO, Fraterna1 Order of Eagles: John J. Doyle, Michael J. Brady. Robert B. Egan, John L.. Lynch and John J. Keegan.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23

Riding skirts of khaki-$5
 Cotton poplin of fine weave with broad horizontal stripes $8.75.
 Fancy Palm Beach with rich stripes $7. 50.
 Gabardine with alternate stripes of black and white of uneven width $5.75.
 zigzag stripes of fine linene, wide or narrow and of unique effect, green or rose or brown contrasted with tan and black contrasted with white, S7.50.
 Fine clear white rep of special weight-$5.
 Pure white of unique fan cy striped weave $5.75.
 Rich silk Shantung of nat ural -$1O.
 Lustrous cotton poplin of staunch weave and so finely mercerised that it almost outshines silk,copenhagen or rose stripes with white $1O.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23

CHAUFFEUR desires position on auto truck or pleasure car for either commercial house or factory. Careful driver. Phone 119s-3 days; 4044-3 evenings
 R 23 b%
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23

UNDER FEMALE HELP STRIPPERS AND SIDE STEEL OPER.ATORS.War Bros. Co.
 Employment Office.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23
Summer skirt almost must be white or stripe.

If choice does not fall upon of the smart new striped wash skirts it almost be on a white. There seems to be just these two fashions
 But nobody wants further choice. These are so eff fective they completely satisfy
 No dullness or monotony about them Stripes and stripes and stripes; wide and and and vertical and horizontal and evendiagona Stripes of black and of green and of blue and of and of and even of gold
 And white; why there seems to be almost much variety of white Pique and rep and inene gabardine, and honeyconb, and fancy
 Styles, too, of many many variations. Nearly every style is cut full and faring Practically all have pockets Most have belts And there the resemblance between styles endsfor there dozens of little differences create beauty and individual style
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23
COTS SALARY ATTACHED.

Papers in a suit brought by George 6. Robertson against Policeman John Cody Ir were served today on City Auditor Keating and the salary or the policeman has been attached. MT. Robertson in his complaint alleges he loaned $71.48 to the policeman which the latter refuses to pay. He claims $z5o damages City Sheriff Abraham Levy served the papers today. William Brandt, treasurer Of the American Surety Go. stabbed himself, a4 tlae New York offlce of the com sps:rsy. and was rushed to tho hospital in a serious condition.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23
Small Suits '' big pr1ce-cuts.

All the rich and serviceabe suits for small womer and for young folks-now at big reductions in price
 Silk suits and fine wool gabardines and broadcloths Checked suits in snappng effects Handsome plain blues of dark or lighter tone And number of suits of indi vidual style that will not find companions to anywhere hereabouts !!
 Shoe-top suits, too, for girls who to tailored suit for first time--a few delightful ones
 All to be sold thus simply because it is cleaIing All $16.5O SIS and $2o Ali $22.50 $25 and $275o / suits drop to suits drop to
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23
Lovely underwear Is low-priced.

Some crepe nightgowns of allur- ing daintiness are but 89 cents
 They are nice texture. They are well-made and trimmed, tastefully.
 They are ideal for Summer wear. Their usual price would be much more. Yet here they are in the May Opportunity at 89 cents !
 It is only fair to all the other lovely underwear to say that these nightgowns are but a type. The Opportunity brings forward dozens and dozens of other articles of un-
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23

] Farmer Want Ads. One Cent word
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-05-23

derwear each worthy of womans personal attention There are some beautiful camisoles of crepe de chine and There envelope cheises of beautiful fine ness-and how ideal is their fit There Princess slips in abundance-and they in high favor !
 No pretty style is missing Handsome faces and embroideries skilfuy used Ribbons add their note all there rules the greatest of all Values seldom seen at the prices
 floor.
The Benson signal., 1916-12-09

Duane passed inside himself to
learn that supper would soon be
ready. At table he found him
self opposite the three who had at
tracted his attention.
ruth, I envy the lucky cowboys" "
LOngstreth was saying.
Ruth was a curly-headed girl with
gray or hazel eyes. I'm crazy to
ride bronchoS," she said.
Duane gathered that she was on a
visit to western Texas. The other
girls deep voice, sweet like a bell,
made Duane regard her closer. She
did not resemble the Colonel, who
was evidently her father. She looked
tired, quiet, even melancholy. A
finely chiseled oval face, that had
something nervous and delicate about
it which made Duane think of a
thoroughbred, a mouth by no means
small, but perfectly curved, and hair
like jet proclaimed her beauty to
The Benson signal., 1916-12-09

Duane could not hear what it was he
said. The fellow laughed, yet some
how he struck Duane as sullen, until
suddenly he espied Miss Longstreth.
Then his face changed, and he re-
moved his sombrero. Duane went
closer.
"Floyd, did you: come with the
teamsY asked LonYstreth, sharply.
"Not me. rod6aa horse, good and
hard" was the reply.
Hump! I'll have word to say to
you later" Then Longstreth turned
to his daughter. cray, here's the
cousin I've told you about. You used
to play with him ten years ago
Floyd Lawson. Floyd, my daughter
and my niece, Ruth Herbert"
Duane always scrutiniZed everyone
he met, and now with a dangerous
game to play, with a consciousness Of
Longstreth's unusual and significant
personality, he bent keen and
searching glance upon this Floyd
Lawson.
He was under thirty, yet gray at his
temples-dark, smooth-shaven, with
lines left by wildness, dissipation,
shadows under dark eyes, a mouth
strong and bitter, and square chin
a reckless, careless, handsome, sinist-
er face strangely losing the hardness
when he smiled. The grace of
gentleman clung round him, seemed
like an echo in his mellow voice.
Duane doubted not that he, like many
young man, had drifted out to the
frontier, where rough and wild life
had wrought sternly but had not quite
effaced the mark of good family.
Colonel LOngstreth apparently did
not share the pleasure Of his daughter
and his niece in the advent of this
cousin. Something hinged on this
meeting. Duane grew intensely curl
ous,~ but, as the stage appeared ready
for the journey, he had no further op-
portunity to crafty it.
The Benson signal., 1916-12-09
"Bo Snecker! He Hit Me"

quiry had brought him the fact that
Ray Longstreth had just come. to live
with her father. Longstreth had
originally been a planter in Louisiana,
where his family had remained after
his advent in the West. He was q
rich rancher; he owned half of Fair
dale; he was a cattle-buyer on a large
scale. Floyd Lawson was his lieuten-
ant and associate in deals.
On the afternoon of the fifth day
Of Duane's stay in Fairdale he re.
turned to the inn from his usual stroll,
and upon entering was amazed to
have a rough-looking young fellow
rush by him out of the door. Inside
Laramie was lying on the floor, with
a bloody bruise on his face. He did
not appear to be dangerously hurt.
"Bo Snecker! He hit me and went
after the cash-drawer," said Laramie,
laboring to his feet.
"Are you hurt much?" Queried
Duane.
"I guess not. But Bo needn't ia
have soaked me. I've been robbed
before without that"
"Well, I'll take a look after Bo,"
replied Duane.
He went out and glanced down the
street toward the center Of the town.
He did not see anyone he could take
for the innkeeper's asSailant. Then
he looked up the street, and he saw
the young fellow about block away,
hurrying along and gazing back.
Dune yelled for him to stop and
started to go after him. Snecker
broke into a run. Then Duane set
out to overhaul him. There were two
motives in Duane's actiOn-one or
anger, and the other a desire to make
friend of this man Laramie, who
Duane believed could tell him much.
Duane was light on his feet, and
he had a giant stride. He gained
rapidly, kept him in sight, in the
shade, on the paths, and up the road
into the courtyard, and he saw Sneck-
er go straight for Longstreth's house.
Duane was not to be turned back
by that, singular as it was. He en-
tered the first door and burst into the
presence of Miss Longstreth and
number Of young people. Evidently
she was giving little party.
Lawson stood leaning against one
of the pillars; at sight Of Duane his
face changed remarkably, expressing
amazement, CONSERVATION, then fear.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
The Benson signal., 1916-12-09
SYNOPSIS.

The time of the story: about 1875. The
place: The Texas cow country. The chief
character: Buckley Duane, a young man
who has inherited a lust to kill, which he
suppresses. In self-defense he shoots dead
a drunken bully and is forced to flee to
The wild country where he joins Bland's
outlaw band. Euchre, an amiable rascal
tells him about Jennie, a young girl who
had been abducted and sold to Bland for
bad fate. They determine to rescue the
girl and restore her to civilization. Eu-
chre has just reconnoitered. and is re-
porting the outlook to Buck. Euchre is
killed. Buck kills Bland and is danger
ously wounded by Mrs. Bland, but es-
capes with Jennie. Jennie is abducted.
Buck never sees her again, but kills; her
abductor. Duane barely escapes death at
er committed. IIe goes to see Captain
MacNelly Of the Rangers, who hands him
a pardon on condition that he join the
Rangers and assist i'll breaking up the
outlaws. Duane accepts and goes to the
outlaw headquarters on secret mission.
The Benson signal., 1916-12-09

and stood paralyzed at sight and
sound of the mayor of Fairdale? This
was not answerable. There might
have been a number Of reasons, all
to Colonel Longstreth's credit, but
Duane could not understand.
Next morning Duane walked up the
main street and back again. Just as
he arrived some horsemen rode up
to the inn and dismounted. And at
this juncture the Longstreth party
came out. Duane heard Colonel Long
streth utter an exclamation. Then he
saw him shake hands with tall man.
Longstreth looked surprised and
angry, 0nd he spoke with force; but
The Benson signal., 1916-12-09

"He didn't say" replied the other.
"Sure was strappin' big man.
Struck me a little odd, he did. No
cattleman, him. How'd you size
him?'
"Well, like one of them cool, easy,
quiet Texans who's been lookin' for
man for years-to kill him when he
found him.
Fright you are, Laramie; and, be-
tween you an me, I hope he's lookin'
for Long"
"'S-sh !' interrupted Laramie. "You
must be half drunk, to go talkin' that
way"
Thereafter they conversed in too low
a tone for Duane to hear, and presently
Laramie's visitor left. Duane went
inside, and, making himself agreeable
began to ask casual questions about
Fairdale. Laramie was not communi-
cative.
Duane went to his room in
thoughtful frame of mind. There was
something wrong about the mayor OF
Fairdale. The innkeeper Laramie
would be worth cultivating. And
last in Duane's thoughts that night
was Miss Longstreth. He could not
help thinking of her-how strangely
the meeting with her had affected
him. 1t made him remember that
long-past time when girls had been
part of his life. He had no right
even to dream of a beautiful woman
like Ray Longstreth.
Several days passed. Duane did
not succeed in getting any closer to
Laramie, but he found the idlers on
the corners and in front Of the stores
unsuspicious and willing to talk. 1t
did not take him long to find out that
Fairdale stood parallel with Hunts
vile for gambling, drinking, and fight.
ing The street was always lined with
dusty, saddled horses, the town full
of strangers. Money appeared more
abundant than in any place Duane
had ever visited; and it was spent
with the abandon that spoke forcibly
of easy and crooked requirement.
Duane decided that SandersOn, Brad,
ford, and Ord were but notorious out
posts of this Fairdale, which was
secret center of rustlers and outlaws.
And what struck Duane strangest Of
all was the fact that Longstreth was
mayor here and held court daily. In
The Benson signal., 1916-12-09

membered his womenfolk, seemed to
be gentle and kind. He talked sooth-
ingly to Miss Ruth, made light of the
adventure, said she must learn to
have nerve out here where things
happened.
"Can 1 be of any service?" asked
Duane, solicitously.
Thanks; I guess there's nothing
you can do. Talk to these frightened
girls while I go see what's to be done
with that thick-skulled robber," he
replied, and, telling the girls that
there was. no more danger, he went
out.
Miss Longstreth sat with one hand
holding her torn waist in place; the
other she extended to Duane. He
took it awkwardly, and he felt a
strange thrill.
"You saved my life," she said, in
grave, sweet seriousness.
"NO, nOw Duane exclaimed. HE
might have struck you, hurt you, but
no more"
"Did you kill him?" asked Miss
Ruth, who lay listening.
"Oh, no. He's not badly hurt"
"T'm very glad he's alive" said
Miss Longstreth, shuddering.
'"Tell me all about it?' asked Miss
Ruth, who was fast recovering.
Rather embarrassed, Duane briefly
told the incident from his point of
view.
Cousin" said Miss Longstreth,
thoughtfully, sit was fortunate for us
that this gentleman happened to be
here. Papa scOuts-laughs at dang
er. He seems to think there was no
danger. Yet he raved after it came"
"Go with us all the way to Fair
dale-please?" asked Miss Ruth,
sweetly offering her hand. II am
Ruth Herbert. And this is my cousin
Ray Longstreth."
"Tm travelling that way" replied
Duane, in. great confusion. He did
not know how to meet the situation.
Colonel Longstreth returned then,
and after bidding Duane good night,
which seemed rather curt by contrast
to the graciousness of the girls, he led
them away.
Before going to bed Duane went
outside to take look at the injured
robber and perhaps to ask him a few
questions. To Duane's surprise, he
was gone, and so was his horse. The
innkeeper was dumfounded. He said
that he left the fellow on the floor
in the barrOOm.
"Had he come to?" inquired Duane.
"Sure. He asked for whisky"
"Did he say anything else?"
"Not to me. I heard him talkin' to
| the father of them girls
"You mean Colonel Longstreth?"
'T reckon. He sure was some riled,
wasn't he? Jest as if I was to blame
fer that two-bit of hold-up!"
"What did you make of the old
gents rage" asked Duane, watching
the innkeeper. He scratched his
head obviously. He was sincere, and
Duane believed in his honesty.
"Wal, I'm doggoned if know what
to make Of it. But I reckon he's
either crazy or got more nerve than
most Texans"
'More nerve, maybe" Duane re-
piled. "Show me a bed now, inn
keeper"
Once in bed in the dark, Duane
composed himself to think over the
events of the evening. Why had
that desperate robber lowered his gun