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Physicians and Surgeons. EF. PARSONS, M. D., PHYSICIAN • AND SURGEON.—Residence and office No. 45 Pearl Street, Thompsonville, Conn. Connected by Telephone. No. of Call 3. HENRY G. VARNO, M. D.—PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON. Office and residence, No. 17 Prospect street, Thompsonville, Conn. N. Y., ¥. H., and Hartford Eailroad, -LOCAL TIME-TABLE. Dentistry. EO. WILBUR, DENTIST.—OFFICE • on Pleasant street, the second house north of the hotel, Thompsonville Conn. Hair Dressing and Shaving. FREDERICK F. SMITH, Hair Dresser. Under Thompsonville Hotel, Thompsonville, Conn. All branches of the business done in an artistic manner. Please give me a call. Dry Goods, Etc. TIT'ILLI AM FINLAY, Dealer in Import- W ed and Domestic Dry Goods and Notions. 53 Main street, Mrs. Simpson's block, Thompsonville, Ct. Wood and Coal. CHARLES E. PRICE, AGENT.—Dealer in Wood and Coal. Wood a specialty— Chips for sale. Moving and heavy teaming done on reasonable terms. Thompsonville, Conn. ^mm Hotels, Halls, and Livery. rriHOMPSONVILLE HOTEL, BENJ. F. X Lord, Proprietor. Also, proprietor of Franklin Hall. Good Livery and Feeding Stable connected with hotel. Main street, Thompsonville, Conn. House Furnishing Goods, Etc. GOING NORTH. Leave 6.41, 8.52, 10.08 a. m.; 12.14, 2.19, 5.22,7.04,10.09,11.53 p. m. ENFIELD BKIDGE—Deduct five minutes from above time. GOING SOUTH. Leave 6.01, 7.18, 9.43, a. m. ; 12.09, 2.43, 4.48, 6.18, 8.08 p. m. ENFIELD BRIDGE—Add Ave minutes to above time. SUFFIELD BRANCH. SUFFIELD TO WINDSOR LOCKS. 7.20 9.30 a. m.; 1.40, 4.30, 6.10 p. m. WINDSOR LOCKS TO SUFFIELD. 8.15, 10.12 a. m.; 2.04, 5.08, 6.50 p. m. 8§§P* For connections see posters at stations. ROW^t MORTGAGES: 7 PER CENT. INTEREST. PAYABLE SEMI-ANNUALLY. No LOSSES! FOR SALE BY JOHN HAMLIN, Attorney-at-Law, Mrs. Simpson's Block, Thompsonville,Ct N. P. PALMER, PHOTOGRAPHER, Thompsonville, - Conn. PI0TUEE FKAMES OF ALL KINDS. Views of Residences made to order. Copying, Enlarging and Finishing in Ink, Water Colors and Crayons a specialty. processes used ALLEN & LEETE, Manufacturers and Dealers in Stoves, Tin, Glass, and Silver-Plated Ware, Crockery and General House-Furnishing Goods ; also Paints, Oils, and Varnishes. Agents for Smith American Orjians. ALLEN & LEE1E, Main street, Thompsonville, Conn. WILLIAM MULLIGAN, Dealer in Stoves, Furniture, Crockery and General House-Furnishing Goods. Paints, Oils, Varnishes, Paper Hangings, Etc. Undertaking promptly attended to. North Main st., Thompsonville, Conn. life Meat and Fish Markets, js&sm J&MXBT BRIGHT, DEALER W EtSferJS Lightning, and later daily at my studio. Sittings made in cloudy weather. or rainy WILLIAM MULLIGAN, Practical Undertaker, Gives his prompt, personal, and careful attention to Undertaking in all its branches. He Carries in Stools. Unquestionably the finest assortment of Casket Robes, Shrouds, Linings, etc., that can be found in this section. And he is at your service at any hour of the Day and Night. Warerooms","5 North Main street, Residence, Pearl street. Your Children Are^jonstantly exposed to danger from Colds, Whooping Cough, Croup, and . diseases peculiar to the throat and lupgs. For such, aiigneatef .j. Ayer'a How much the heart may bear and yet not break I H<Tw much the flesh may suffer and not die I I question much if any pain or ache Of soul or body brings our end more nigh. Death chooses his own time ; till that is worn All evils may be borne We shrink and shudder at the surgeon's knife— • Each nerve recoiling from the cruel steel, Whose edge seems searching for the quivering life; Yet to our sense the bitter pangs reveal That still, although the trembling flesh be torn, This also can be borne. We see a sorrow rising in our way, And try to flee from the approaching ill ; We seek some small escape—we weep and pray- But when the blow falls, then our hearts are still, Not that the pain is of its sharpness shorn; But think it can be borne. We wind our life about another life; Wc hold it closer, dearer than our own; Anon, it faints and falls in deadly strife, Leaving us stunned and stricken and alone; But ah! we do not die with those we mourn— This also can be borne. Behold, we live through all things—famine, thirst; Bereavement, pain! all grief and misery, All woe and sorrow; life inflicts its worst On soul and body—but we cannot die, Though we be srck and tired and faint and worn; Lo! all things can be borne. 'BLUE MONDAY." j i \ •m u m T - t f r r r - — j^ ,...... . .. ,, ..^ — rw JSfeW York makers, kept! constantly on hand. All kinds of Meats *fn their season at lowest cash prices. Main street, Thompsonville, Conn. Music, Etc. T"P=» A 3P. ./% TiTIEW, Teaclier of IMCoisio, ENFIELD, CONN. The latest and most approved methods used, and careful attention given to forming the technique. I am agent for several First-class Piano and Organ makers, and offer their instruments on favorable terms. DENSLOW KING, —TEACHER OF— Piano-forte, Organ Playing & Harmony. Address P. O. Box 462, Thompsonville, Conn. & • HORACE L. ABBE, —DEALER IN— Pianos, Organs, Music Books, Organ and Piano Stools, Sheet Music, Etc. Agent for several first-class Pianos. Lessons given on the Organ. Thompsonville, ----- Conn. Printers and Publishers* THE PARSONS PRINTING COM-pany, Book and Job Printers, and Publishers of THE THOMPSONVILLE PRESS, opposite the depot, Thompsonville, Conn. Groceries and Provisions. RD. SPENCER.—"The North Store." • Dealer in Choice Groceries and Provisions, Clothing, Hats, Caps, Boots and Shoes. Select stock of Dry and Fancy Goods. Farmers' Produce bought and sold. Corner of Pleasant and Whit-worth streets, Thompsonville, Conn. Miscellaneous. WATSON. GRAIN, MEAL JAMES and Feed for sale at reasonable prices. , Custom grinding done at the usual rates. IA ftill supply always on hand.' Main street, Thompsonville, Conn. "Mi i T? J. SHELDON, DEALER IN GRO-Jt? • ceries, Flour, Stationery, Yankee .Notions, Choice Tobacco, Cig«JS and Snuff. Orders received for Ccal and Grain. Main street, Enfield, Conn. tered, affords speedy relief and cure. sr Wh< of our ci As a remedy for Whooping Cough, with which man. nildren were afflicted, we usea, dimng the past winter, with much satisfaction, Ayer's Cherry Pectoral. For this affection, we consider this preparation the most efficacious of all the medicines which have come to our knowledge.—Mary Park-hurst, Preceptress, Home for Little Wanderers, Doncaster, Md. My children have been peculiarly subject to attacks of Croup, and I failed to find any effective remedy until I commenced administering Ayer's Cherry Pectoral. This preparation relieves the diffiqjilty of breathing and invariably cares the complaint.—David G. Starks, Chatham, Columbia Co., N. Y. I have used Ayer's Cherry Pectoral in my family for many years, and have found it especially valuable in Whooping Cough. This medicine allays all irritation, prevents inflammation from extending to the lungs, and quickly subdues any tendency to Lung Complaint. — J. B. Wellington, Plainville, Mich. I find no medicine so effective, for Croup and Whooping Cough, as Ayer's Cherry Pectoral. It was the means of saving the life of my little boy, only six months old, carrying him safely through the worst case of Whooping Cough I ever saw. — Jane Malone, Piney Flats, Tenn. Ayer's Cherry Pectoral, Prepared by Dr. J. C. Ajer & Co., Lowell, Mass. "ce$l; six bottles, $5. repared byj Sola by all Druggists, THE THOMPSONVILLE PRESS. Published every Thursday Evening, by THE PARSONS PRINTING COMPANY. THE THOMPSONVILLE PRESS is an eight column folio weekly, filled with interesting reading—New England, local and general news, and well-selected miscellany. TERMS: $1.50 a year in advance; six months, 75 cents; three months, 40 cents. Postage prepaid by the publishers. Papers are forwarded until an explicit order is received by the publishers for their discontinuance and until payment of all arrearages is made, as required by law. No notice will be taken of anonymous communications. Whatever is intended for insertion must be authenticated by the name and address of the writT—not necessarily for publication, but as a guaranty of good faith. We do not hold ourselves responsible for any views or opinions expressed in the communications of our correspondents. . RATES OF ADVERTISING. _ Nine iines of Brevier type, or onfe inch space, constitute a square. less T^PHBAIM POTTER, MANUFACTU-Ti rer of Wagons, Sleighs, Trucks, Sleds, "Plows, Hartows, Road Scrapers, etc. Horse-Shoeing, General Jobbing, Carriage Painting and Trimming done at.short notice. Also, a general assortment of GROCERIES. Enfield, Conn. m W. PEASE, " CARPENTER AND BUILDER. ( Door and Window Screens made to order. Repairing, Glazing and General job Work promptly attended to. JJazard-ville. Coon. Winter In all the Net Shapes, Oban. Cards of year, $8.00 Reading Notices, W cents 'aTi^^^S Ordinary advertising per inch, one week, 75 cents. Each subsequent insertion, 50 cents. Special rates to large advertisers made known on application. Transient advertisements to be paid m advance. Births, Marriages, and Deaths inserted free. Obituary notices, 5 cents a line||| THE THONCPSOHVTLLE PRESS will be for sale at John Hunter's, and by news boys, every Thursday evening. Copies folded ready for mailing can also be had at Hunter's or*t this office. < AT EOTNATIFT ST., the Pre&t will be for sale by F. & Sheldon, at thePostoffice, a* at Gordon Brothers' store. Co.'s news iroom,;;«ad: bys^s boys: THE THOMPSONVILLE PRESS THOHPSOHVIIXS, CORK If ever u blue Monday dawned upon the terrestrial ball, it was this thirteenth day of September, 18—. The- equinoctial had come before its time, with a rush of angry rain borne on the wings of a morning wind; the kitchen chimney smoked ranoorously, and the scuttle leaked a steady "drip, drip, drip!" directly over the roses and tulips of the best room carpet. "A regular spell of weather," said Mr. Crayfish, chuckling, as hpyfAved himself, with one 'of the Sfen playing horse with his suspenders, and the other packing different sized marbles into the toe of his slipper. But Mr. Crayfish, as his wife scornfully remarked, would chuckle at anything. "I am sure I don't know what is to become of me!" said she, sorrowfully. "With Bridget gone, and the range out of order, and this terrible rain, and not a washerwoman to be had for love or money! And your Aunt Pamela writing that she is coming here to spend the winter, and my report not yet written for .the Woman's Elevation Society, and Mis. Ponsonby sending word that slie shall expect me to give an ^esthetic teal or a.literary breakfast, in honor of yourig Lord Ernest „ ,, , J Ifdtl^iiftr^i^te^Bbkpn^Woman'st^)- w&rd Progress." f ! "Hang progress!" - said Mr. Crayfish, emptying the marbles out of his clipper toe. "Yes, that's just like you, Leander," said Mrs. Crayfish, fretfully. If you had your way you would tread us all under foot like inferior beings." "In the meantime," said Crayfish, "I'd like my breakfast." And his wife went slowly and despondently down stairs, wondering how she should get word to the plumber about the range. But the milkman, opportunely presenting himself, volunteered to leave an order at the plumber's shop. "I must get something done on the report to-day," she pondered, as she sliced up potatoes for frying. "Mrs. Edge-worth, from Chicago, is to be at to-morrow's meeting, and— Oh dear?" as the knife slipped, inflicting a sharp little gash on her finger. "I knew there was destined to be a blue Monday when the decorated lamp shade cracked, all of itself, before daylight this morning." And Mrs. Crayfish, forgetting all about her "Elevation" and "Aims," burst into tears as any milk-maid might have done. The range obstinately declined to cook; the chimney poured clouds of smoke down into Mrs. Crayfish's face; and the family breakfasted upon yesterday's oatmeal, with a little milk. "Is thi&vsesthetic?" said Mr. Crawfish; "or is it literary?" "Leander, how can you?" sobbed his, wife." i * "I'll stop myself and jog that plumber's memory," said Mr. Crayfish, good humor-edly. "Don't fret, Carry! It will be all right." "I wish you would not call me Carry, when my name is Carolina!" said Mrs. Crayfish. Just at noon the door-bell rang. "Who is it?" shrieked Mrs. Crayfish to the little Crayfishes, who were stretching their necks out of the front window. \\ "It's a young man, with a black leather bag, ma!" shouted back the youthM scions of the race. "That everlasting plumber!" said Mrs. (Crayfish. " % . "'• "I'll teach him!" ' . And with her kitchlifl^Sh iwallowing her in its sombre folds, and her hair all bristling in porcupine papers, Mrs. Crayfish hurried to the door. _ . £f||l||||fP "Do I address Mrs. Leander CrayfisfiT'' began the young man. "I should rather think you did!" Said Mrs. Crayfish, tartly. "And if this is the way you intend to transact business, I want nothing more to do with you!" • f "I am jery sorry, ma'am, but—" "I dare say!" curtly interrupted Mrs. Crayfish. "But I don't want to listen to any excuses* Be so very good, if you please, as to come down stairs at once and get to work, without flirther loss of time." And she led the way down to the kltch-en. talking volubiv,as she-wenjS;^y-:':c-,:-': But before she could explain the mani-fold shortcomings of the delinquent range, the door-bell sounded for the second time, loud and long, and Mrs. Crayfish was obliged to hurry op stairs once more. This time Jt was air old lady, stout and red-faced, with ptiffis of gray hair on either Cray-side of her face, and her portly figure shrouded in a waterproof cloak. "Aunt Pamela, as true as I live!" cried Mrs. Crayfish, who had never met her husband's aunt. "I declare if you are not just in time! My cook has gone and my washerwoman hasn't come, and I do believe that Providence has sent you to me. If you don't mind I'll give you a cup of tea and set you right to work picking the chickens for dinner. Yes, I know the house looks forlorn," as the lady glanced dubiously around, "but it's blue Monday and everything is in a tangle. This is my room, yours is all dripping, from the leaky roof. My bed isn't made, and the dear children's clothes are all over the floor; but you'll excuse all deficiencies, Aunt Pamela, until Leander comes back. Good gracious! if there isn't the bell again! I do believe it is bewitched to-day! But you will take off your things, and presently I'll bring you up one of my big gingham aprons and tell you what is to be done first." Down she bristled to the door for the third time. A grimy-faced personage stood there in an attitude of utter indifference. "Who are you?" said Mrs. Crayfish. "Pluinmer's man, mum. Mr. Crayfish, he—" "But/ why didn't you come when the other young man did?" irritably demanded the lady. "Ain't no other young man, mum." "Yes, there is, too!" said Mrs. Crayfish. "And he's at work down in the kitchen cow." "Well, if you've got some one to work on the job, you don't want me," said the independent citizen, shouldering his bag of tools. "Yes, I do," said Mrs. Crayfish. "I want all the plumbers I can get. Make haste down stairs and expedite the other man all you can. Why, Mrs. Ponsonby," as a smiling matron skipped out of a coupe and hurried up the steps, "it can't be possible that this is you!" Mrs. Ponsonby, the president of "The Social Circle for the Elevation of Women," shook tbe rain-drops from her bonnet-plume and smiled graciously. "I am so sorry to take you by surprise, dear!" said she. "Oh, not atall!" interjected Mrs. Crayfish. * "But Mr. Ponsonby's mother is very ill," added the president of the . Social Circle for the Elevation of -Women; "so of course I could not receive company. And I knew you would be so glad, to welcome Lord Elberon and to answer Mrs. Edgeworth's inquiries on\ the subject.of French Amelioration." „ ^ " . "-•« "Eh?"- said Mrs. Crayfish. "Where are they?" asked cfound_^^^ fish.S; '; „ "Lord Ernest, to be sute?" said Mrs. Ponsonby; "and.Mrs. Edgeworth!" , Mrs. Crayfish gave a little shriek of-dismay as the full truth broke in upon her mind. She seized Mrs. Ponsonby's arm, as a drowning woman might grasp at a straw. "I will tell you where they are!" said she, with .the stony calmness of despair. "I pushed Lord Ernest down stairs before me, and set him to pulling the kitchen range to pieces. And Mrs. Edgeworth is at this moment sitting up stairs in probably the dirtiest and 'most untidy .bedroom in Philadelphia." It was some time before Mrs. Ponsonby could be brought to quite understand the position of affairs. But when she did, she was even more perturbed than Mrs. Crayfish had been. "Let us go up stairs—I meau down stairs—at once!" she cried. "Oh, how could any one possibly have made such a blunder? Oh, what will Lord Ernest think? And what sort of account, of us will Mrs. Edgeworth put into her husband's Chicago newspaper?" . Lord Ernest Elberon, sitting on the edge of the wash-trays, was meditatively watching the operations of the plumber when they came down. "He wanted .to fight me at first," observed the sprig of English aristocracy. "But he was quite peaceable when I convinced him that I did not come from an opposition establishment; and really he seems quite an ingenious sort of fellow. And there are more complications in one of those baking and roasting concerns tjian I had any idea of. Pray, ladies, make no apologies. It was the most natural mistake in the world. And I assure you I regard it as a capital joke." Mrs. Edgeworth of Chicago, however, was not so placable. They found her sitting in the middle of Mrs. Crayfish's rather disorganized$Jfed-room, with a face like that of the Sphinx; and nothing but an introduction to .Lord Ernest Elberon pacified her ; ^ degree. Mrs. Ponsonby carried off the whole party, Mrs. Crayfish included, in her coupe, to lunch at Damorette's. And when the luckless housekeeper reached home again, the plumber was gone, Aunt Pamela had arrived, and had "straightened up" everything, a good dinner smoked On the board, and Mr. Crayfish. Jwelcomed her with a broad smile. Hi - : • Vft " "It's all right, Carry," he said- ^uBlue Monday has come to an end at last 1" "I should think it might," said Mrs. Crayfish, hysterically. "With an English iord in my kitchen, a Chicago reformer in my bedroom, antcl nobody knowsi tyhat else I I declare, I'm sick of the Elevation of Woman, and everything that belongs At" <»ie of the recent school examinations the scholars of the intermediate" graded were required in physiology to locate the liver. Evidently they knew, for the answer of one girl was this: The question is, ougkt ^heto be ma down oat-lt|^g " Fortune left by a Granby Shipmaster—The Captain's Successful Work at Trading in the Antipodes—His Death. In the quiet old Connecticut town of Granby, about ten miles west-southwest from Thompsonville, lived since colonial days a family of Holcombs. They were farmers, like almost everybody else there. Into one branch of the family there was born about sixty years ago Clayton P. Holcomb. He had a brother and a sister. Clayton when a boy resolved to leave the homestead and seek his fortune out in the world. He had a passion for the sea, though he had never seen it, and before he was 20 he went to New Bedford and shipped in a whaling vessel before the mast. His brother remained on the homestead; while his sister, when she grew up, married a cigar-maker in Suffield, named Manuel Gutierrez. One day about two weeks ago Mrs. Manuel Gutierrez called at the office of the N. Y. Sun, and to Mr. H. B. Russell, one of the reportorial staff, stated that she had come to New York to seek information in the attempt she is making to claim from the Spanish Government the fortune which her brother, Cajit,. Clayton P. Holcomb, is reported to have left, mainly at tbe Caroline Islands in the South Pacific. It has been reported in Spanish papers to have been as great as $5,000,000. It was not long after young Clayton went before the mast that he became cap-tain'of the whaling ship Chandler Price, which was sold at tbe time of the war and taken South as a part of the " stone fleet." He afterward commanded other whaling vessels, and cruised all over the world.' He was lucky and shrewd and made money. He however never forgot his home, and wrote often to liis mother and sister. At long intervals he came home to Granby. The last time was seventeen years ago. One day while on his iast visit home he went to Hartford, and when he returned he told his sister thaf he had made a'will. He said: don't expect to die for some time yetf. but I can't tell what may happen. I wanted to fix it so that if I should die my mother should have the use of;my property till her death, when, after givjng a little to ray half sister, you shall haVe half and my brother half. There is enpngh' of it, so that you will not need to wi&J| any more. All I Want you to do is to )tS,Ue;care of it." After that he was heard of from all quarters. He traded in furs from Ahpska, and made regular trips from San Frlfecisco. He wrote that he ttas grow-and owned his HP. Ten nd the wreck of the^WESf Mail amship Japan. He was tpe lucky one, spent some time in tfyiOgto raise her. Hfct sent to England for cable layers, but thei undercurrent was too strong and the work .had to be abandoned. Then he turned his attention exclusively to thg Caroline Islands, the large archipelago in the; Pacific about five hundred miles east of the Philippines. He had been trading with the inhabitants of the Central Carolines for sometime before, but his shrewd head conceived the idea of improving the islands for mercantile purposes. The islands had been claimed by Spain since Saavedra discovered them in 1528, but Spain had done nothing for them. When he first went there there were no white men on the islands. He selected the island of Yap for his headquarters and built a trading station there, which was the first building on the island. Yap is one of the largest.of the four or five hundred islands which form the Central Caroline group.. It is ten miles in length. FrOm time to time letters came to the little post-office in Granby for the captain's aged mother, telling about his progress. He wrote that there was an excellent harbor On the southeast side of Yap; that he was, bringing goods from Hong Kong to trade for the cocoanuts, arums, betel nuts and beeswax of the natives.- He said in one letter that he had become owner of a large fleet of merchant vessels which plied about among the islands, and went back and forth from Hong Kong and the Philippines. He wrote that he had built two wharves and was constructing a third, and about 1878 he wrote that he had bought from the Spanish Government the island of Yap. It was still to be under Spanish Government, but all its revenue was to accrue to him. The nearest Spanish Consul was at Manila, in "the Philippines. Then he went on building etons and dwellings. The inhabitants of Yap became more civilized than, thelir neighbors. "Villages were laid out regularly and streets were paved, anfl the Spanish papers began to talk of the fabulous wealth of Capt. Holcomb. Brother-in-law Manuel Gutierrez, who •had moved his cigar shop from Suffield to New York, saw the papers and kept them. One winter's day in 1884 Mrs. Guiterrez, who stayed with her mother at the old homstead, got a letter from the Granby post-office which brought the first bad news. Capt. Holcomb had written it from Manila, wh^re he had gone to ask protection from the Government. Capt. Holcomb, in improving Yap, had lined his pockets, but had also made Yap a place to be 6oveted. In 1884 a German man-of-war sailed in, tore down the Spanish flag from the captain's station, and set up the flag of Germany. The Spanish papers-began to take up the outrage and prominently mentioned Capt. Holcomb, whose name stood at the head of a petition to King Alfonso to look oat for his flag. . All through the first part of 1885 no lettqr came from Capt. Holcomb. At last on<£ .day Mr. Gutierrez saw in,. Los Norse- Hades Spanish paper) a bare announce*, mefifc th&tHhMtfyhe-hadbeen assassinated in m island of Yap. It ff *boat the dispute betwea# Germany „a regarding Yap and other island* 'erred to the Pope for arbitration. , . ^v0r_of Spain. though Germany was allowed to keep coaling stations and some plantations on tfie islands. Mrs. Gutierrez waited in vain for some information regarding the death of her brother. In' November she wrote to Secretary Bayard, and he replied that he had heard nothing of Capt. Holcomb's death. Capt. Holcomb had claimed an American citizenship all his life, and at every port he entered. A few months later she wrote to the American Consul at Manila, who replied that he had had no official information. She wrote to Secretary Whitney, to the American Minister at Hong Kong, to the Minister at Madrid, and to all points that could possibly give her any information. Secretary Whitney said that a man-of- war had reported Capt. Holcomb's death at Washington, and he advised her to write to Capt. McGlensey at Yokohama. She did so, and received this reply: U. S. STEAMER "OSSIPEE," \ .YOKOHAMA, Japan, Sept. 14, 1885. J MRS. MANUEL GUITERREZ : MADAM—Your letter of July 25th has just been I'eceived. The only information 1 can give in regard to the death of your brother, Capt. C. P. Holcomb, is that he was killed sometime in May, 1885, by the inhabitants of French Island, which is situated near the Admiralty Islands. I heard the story from two of the Yap men who accompanied him, and one of whom was in the boat at the time he met his death. It seems he went to the island for the purpose of buying some shells from the natives, and while standing up in the boat showing them some cloth they speared him. He fell overboard and was dragged ashore. Every man in the boat was wounded, but they managed to get the boat back to the ship. I do not remember the names of the two natives, nor did I bring them away. I am also unable to tell you the name of the ship or any of her officers. I shall be very much pleased if I could hold out the slightest hope that your mother might again meet her son, but I am of the opinion that there can be no doubt of Capt. Holcomb having met with his death in the manner stated. Assuring you that I deeply sympathize with your mother and yourself, in your bereavement, I am, madam, very respectfully, JOHN F. MCGLENSEY, Com. U. S. N. Steamer Ossipee. "I do not believe?' said Mrs. Gutierrez to the Sun reporter, " that Capt. Holcomb met his death in that way. The Spanish officials have manifested a singular reticence about it. The Spanish Consul here only the other day professed absolute ignorance of it. The Spanish papers have suddenly ceased to talk about his death and his enormous wealth. I think there has been some underhanded business about it,, and I have told the State Department at Washington so, but I get no satisfaction. I want to get at the truth." Capt. Holcomb's will, which he made seventeen years ago, when he was last at his home in Granby, is still with the soon and proven, and stdps will probably" be taken to force a restitution of the millions which Capt. Holcomb controlled in the mercantile business of the Southern Pacific. Up in a Balloon. Says a writer in the Century: As nearly as can be judged, I was more than a mile high, and all sounds from the earth had ceased. There was a death-like stillness which was simply awful. It seemed to my overstrained nerves to forebode disaster. The ticking of the watch in my pocket sounded like a trip-hammer. I could feel the blood as it shot through the veins of my head and arms. My straw hat and the willow car snapped and cracked, being contracted by the evaporation of the moisture in them and by the fast-cooling temperature I was compelled to breathe a little quicker than usual on account of the rarity of the atmosphere. I became sensible of a loud, monotonous hum in my ears, pitched about on middle C of the piano, which seemed to bore into my. head from each side, meeting in the centre with a pop; then for an instant my head would be clear, when the same experience would be repeated. By throwing out small pieces of tissue paper I saw that the balloon was still rapidly ascending. While debating with myself as to the advisability of pulling the yalve-rope (I was afraid to touch it for fear it would break) and discharging some gas, the earth was lost sight of, and.the conviction was forced upon me that this must be the clouds! It made me dizzy to think of it. Above, below and upon all sides was a dense, damp, chilly fog. Upon looking closer, large drops of rain could be seen, silently falling down out of sight into what seemed bottomless space. I was alone, a mile from the earth, in the midst of a rain-cloud and the silence of the grave. Moreover, I had sole charge of the balloon; if it had not been for this fact I could have taken a little comfort,as I had no confidence in my ability to manage it. A rainstorm upon earth is accompanied by noise; the patter of the rain upon the houses, trees and walks always attends the storm, while here, although the drops were large, they could not be heard falling upon the balloon or its belongings. Silence reigned supreme. The quiet spoken of by Dr. Kane and other Arctlcexplorers as existing In the northern regions was'' a hubbub beside this place. More tissue paper was thrown out; seeing that It seemed to ascend, I knew that the apparatus was slowly descending, being brought down by the weight of rain upon it. Soon the earth was in view. How peaceful and quiet .lt looked 1 Immediately the whistling of railroad trains could be heard. v Now mountains could be distinguished from valleys, and the cawing of frightened crows and the Shouting of men could be heard. I passed immediately over Talcott mountain tower, where there were some 200 people enjoying the day. I could plainly Jie&r one of them blowiflff ft ffoni.; As the balloon slowly descended men could be seen5winning' mrtfl all sides to* of insects could I nelVwith a' was thrown out; it soon struck the ground, and dragged lazily along through the turf and over the stones without getting a secure hold. I approached a man weighing 300 pounds, who was sitting on a stone wall all out of breath from run ning. Without the formality of an introduction I asked him to "catch on to that anchor and stop the business." With a woe-begone look upon his honest face and an ominous shake of the head he replied : "it's no use, young fellow; I can't work my bellows." But as the rope twitched along near him he fell upon it, and my journey was ended. COMMUNICATION. Tour Besurrection. Attend to It. To the Editor of the Press : The writer of "Your Funeral" seems almost to ignore the importance of vital truth in its appeals to the unenlightened. What is the use of all his argument to prove that the "infidel" must be reached, if at all, by reference to his bodily death when his very idea of death is so dreary that it takes the Gospel to bring him to a right conception of even that. Just so with the "Mohammedans" referred to, who so glory in death that they need the Gospel as their corrective. The "Funeral" writer also claims that "Scientific Truth" would be of little account, but I have found it of great value in bringing even doubters to a clearer conception of Christ ian faith and ethics. His reference to the Bible, Jesus and St. Paul contains too many mistakes to be briefly noticed. One is directly against himself, for Abraham distinctly told the rich man that his five brethren would not accept a warning based upon his death. The Romans who paraded the coffin at their feasts were libidinous and drunken to the end, and it took the Gospel to convert them. When a person talks of death in the style of the "Funeral" producfion he does not begin to treat it in its full Scriptural sense. "Your Resurrection" involves that. At-tend to it, and preach "Christ and Him crucified." MANDKLL. Bottled Tears. In Persia they bottle up their tears as of old. This is done in the following manner. As the mourners are sitting around and weeping the master of ceremonies presents each one with a piece of cotton wool, with which he wipes off his tears. The cotton is afterward squeezed into a bottle, and the tears are preserved as a powerful and efficacious remedy for reviving a dying man after every other means have failed. This custom'is probably alluded to in Psalmlvi;8:—"Put thou my tears into a bottle." 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You can Buy them at- IN HAZARDYILLE MSB! = aP>very satisfactory pric&s. Druggist, and secure a Package of these wonderful Colored papers. ALSO, ' - * il Scbolars, -"I* JLnd a line of PP5* In order to more fully introduce Mag* netic Soappl will for a limited time give to every purchaser of f 1 worth of soap of any make,. one bai netic^SThis;?:
Physicians and Surgeons.
EF. PARSONS, M. D., PHYSICIAN
• AND SURGEON.—Residence and
office No. 45 Pearl Street, Thompsonville,
Conn. Connected by Telephone. No. of
HENRY G. VARNO, M. D.—PHYSICIAN
AND SURGEON. Office
and residence, No. 17 Prospect street,
N. Y., ¥. H., and Hartford Eailroad,
EO. WILBUR, DENTIST.—OFFICE
• on Pleasant street, the second
house north of the hotel, Thompsonville
Hair Dressing and Shaving.
FREDERICK F. SMITH, Hair Dresser.
Under Thompsonville Hotel, Thompsonville,
Conn. All branches of the business
done in an artistic manner. Please
give me a call.
Dry Goods, Etc.
TIT'ILLI AM FINLAY, Dealer in Import- W ed and Domestic Dry Goods and
53 Main street, Mrs. Simpson's block,
Wood and Coal.
CHARLES E. PRICE, AGENT.—Dealer
in Wood and Coal. Wood a specialty—
Chips for sale. Moving and heavy
teaming done on reasonable terms.
Hotels, Halls, and Livery.
rriHOMPSONVILLE HOTEL, BENJ. F.
X Lord, Proprietor. Also, proprietor
of Franklin Hall. Good Livery and Feeding
Stable connected with hotel. Main
street, Thompsonville, Conn.
House Furnishing Goods, Etc.
GOING NORTH. Leave 6.41, 8.52, 10.08
a. m.; 12.14, 2.19, 5.22,7.04,10.09,11.53
ENFIELD BKIDGE—Deduct five minutes
from above time.
GOING SOUTH. Leave 6.01, 7.18, 9.43,
a. m. ; 12.09, 2.43, 4.48, 6.18, 8.08 p. m.
ENFIELD BRIDGE—Add Ave minutes to
SUFFIELD TO WINDSOR LOCKS. 7.20
9.30 a. m.; 1.40, 4.30, 6.10 p. m.
WINDSOR LOCKS TO SUFFIELD. 8.15,
10.12 a. m.; 2.04, 5.08, 6.50 p. m.
8§§P* For connections see posters at
7 PER CENT. INTEREST.
No LOSSES! FOR SALE BY
JOHN HAMLIN, Attorney-at-Law,
Mrs. Simpson's Block, Thompsonville,Ct
N. P. PALMER,
Thompsonville, - Conn.
PI0TUEE FKAMES OF ALL KINDS.
Views of Residences made to order.
Copying, Enlarging and Finishing
in Ink, Water Colors and
Crayons a specialty.
ALLEN & LEETE, Manufacturers and
Dealers in Stoves, Tin, Glass, and
Silver-Plated Ware, Crockery and General
House-Furnishing Goods ; also Paints,
Oils, and Varnishes. Agents for Smith
American Orjians. ALLEN & LEE1E,
Main street, Thompsonville, Conn.
WILLIAM MULLIGAN, Dealer in
Stoves, Furniture, Crockery and
General House-Furnishing Goods. Paints,
Oils, Varnishes, Paper Hangings, Etc.
Undertaking promptly attended to.
North Main st., Thompsonville, Conn.
life Meat and Fish Markets, js&sm
J&MXBT BRIGHT, DEALER W
Lightning, and later
daily at my studio.
Sittings made in cloudy
Gives his prompt, personal, and careful
attention to Undertaking
in all its branches.
He Carries in Stools.
Unquestionably the finest assortment of
Casket Robes, Shrouds, Linings, etc.,
that can be found in this section.
And he is at your service at any hour of
the Day and Night.
Warerooms","5 North Main street,
Residence, Pearl street.
Are^jonstantly exposed to danger from
Colds, Whooping Cough, Croup, and
. diseases peculiar to the throat and
lupgs. For such, aiigneatef .j. Ayer'a
How much the heart may bear and yet not break I
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