IN AND AROUND STAMFORD 



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THE SIX HEADS AND SIX-PRONGED STUMP OF CABBAGE. 



Why Hens' Eggs are in Demand! 



When a cluck lays an egg" she just 

 waddles off as if nothing had happened. 



When a hen lays an egg there's a 

 whale of a noise. 



The hen advertises. Hence the de- 

 mand for hens' eggs instead of ducks' 

 eggs.— Bx. 



Beautiful Stamford. 

 Halloween Park is a surprise to those 

 who have known it only by passing it on 

 the trolley car to Shippan Point. Then 

 it looks like a long barren waste of 

 sand, but that under the transforming 

 guidance of Contractor Arthur with his 

 efficient equipment and force of work- 

 men will, in a few months, be only a 

 memory. Just beyond the ball grounds 

 there are some charming bits of nature 

 that would do credit to any of the parks 

 in our larger cities. Those who have- 

 not been there for a walk, or a rest on 

 the inviting settees, have not seen one 

 of the charms of Stamford. The editor 

 of this magazine firmly believes thai 

 the name Halloween should be retained 

 because its greatest charm was and 

 ever will be, not a view of the Sound, 

 but a view of itself. Therefore it seenib 

 that Sound View is ill fitting. It surely 

 lacks the suggestive and pleasing quali- 

 ty of Halloween, though that name was 

 given to it under rather unusual cir- 



on the trolley cars, from references in 

 newspapers and in current conversa- 

 tion, that Halloween is the favored 

 name. That pleases us. It is an unique 

 name, but it is an unique park. The 

 name is surprising, and so is the park 

 in its charm and its great variety of 

 associations. The accompanying pic- 

 tures show a few of the most attractive 

 spots as they appeared to the editor 

 with his camera on a recent day of our 

 Indian summer. Sometime we intend 

 to show the reader the view of the 

 Sound from the park. But the places 

 from which one cannot see the Sound 

 are the best of any within the park, 

 and from the nature lover's point of 

 view always will remain so. There are 

 seclusion, retirement and picturesque- 

 ness about these winding roads and 

 rocky ledges and wooded hillsides, with 

 which no amount of monotonous glassy 

 water can ever vie. Our successois 

 will wonder why any one ever objected 

 to the developing of such a charming 

 bit of natural scenery, and they will 

 also be surprised, as we are nowadays, 

 that such territory was reserved for 

 modern development. In the craze 

 for residences near the beach, it seems 

 strange that this entire territory was 

 not sold for building lots decades ago, 

 but fortunately it was not, and now we 

 are to have, with proper time for de- 

 velopment, one of the best of seaside 



