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tumorous Department. PASSED IN AS VSVAU Old and a little shaky on his pins, he appeared at the tent now pitched up 1 on Grand River avenue and audibly wondered If they would let him in. "What would we let you In fer?" was the gruff reply. "Don't block the way, now." "All right; but that makes me think 1 of one time we was showln' down in 1 New Orleans. The reg'lar man was 1 sick, so I was on the door with orders i to hustle and make up soon's the jam i slacked up so's the boss canvasman 1 could han'le the crowd. A great Dig colored 'mammy' waddled In and began goin' through her pockets searchln' for < a ticket. 'Don't block the way. now,' < says I, in just them words. ! " 'Somebody done rob me,' she shouted. . 'I bo't a ticket ober dar In dat red wagon, sho', and I'ze gwine Inter dis heah cu'cust.' I tried to shove her aside, but it was like pushin' a stone : wall. The police could not get in for the crowd, and it was a sure enough blockade. Well, sir, we had to give 'mammy' a front seat, furnish her With peanuts to feed the elephant and prom ise her a ticket for the afterpiece before she would stir. Your remark re- i called it" "Did, hey? broken down member of < the perfesh, are you? Clown?" "Yes, and acerbat. But the telegraphs put me out. Before they was in I could use the same Jokes the year around and everybody would yell. But when they got to puttln' them in the ' papers and had all been read in town < afore I got there I was aone ior. "Go on in, old man, and have all the fun you can. All of us Is passtn' away, as the poet says, and I'll be looking for a pass some day. Drop around any- ( time" i As the smiling veteran was leaving the door, the tender pointed him out to a policeman as an old-time clown. ; "Great man in his day." "Old time fraud," growled the police- i man, "but great man all the same. He : was never out of Wayne county in his 1 life, unless up and down the river, but < he gets into every show he wants to < see. You were lucky he didn't have < you to take up a collection among the i men. He's the smoothest confidence i man in the business, but he never ' works any graft but shows. Seventy i years old and has a clear score for do- ] ing you fellows."?Detroit Free Press. \ TAKING NO CHANCES. I "It was exciting while it lasted," I said the commercial traveler who Is < home for a few days. "Now, what peo- < pie may say never causes me any un- 1 easiness, so when I saw a good thing i in the new shirtwaist that is all the go i I immediately flttted myself out with a < yellow affair that rivaled the famous < sunsets that we had a few years ago. As I look back at it now I am satisfied that I must have left a yellow streak < through all the towns that I visited, 1 and I doubt if the excitement created 1 has subsided yet. The candid and open < comments I heard would have caused a < man with less nerve than I have to ] blush and give way to public opinion. 1 But I am made of sterner stuff, and ! the frank comments that I heard only ' made me the more determined to see < the thing out. "It remained for a hotel keeper in a little town that I visited to take a fell out of me. I sailed up to the desk in all the glory of my shirt waist, seized the register, dashed down my name, and demanded the best room in the house. " 'Two dollars down,' said the old man calmly, looking at me without a quiver of his eye. " 'What's that?' I shouted. " 'Two dollars down,' he answered as he rescued a fly out of the ink. " 'See here!' I stormed. 'What do you mean by demanding money in advance of a man who has two trunks and a grip? Haven't I been here a dozen times and always paid my bills?' " 'Can't help that,' he answered. "It's $2 down or git!* "He runs the only hotel that the town affords, or I wouldn't have argued with him as long as I did. There was no train out that night, and I had to stay where I was. So I returned to the attack once more. " 'Perhaps you think I am a dead beat?' said I, mad as a wet hen. "Perhaps ye are, and perhaps ye ain't,' he answered with exasperating slowness. 'But if a man is so all fired hard up that he has to wear his wife's shirtwaist it is jes' az well not to take any chances. Two dollars down, please!' "I came down, so did the shirt waist as soon as I could open my trunk."? Detroit Free Press. ALL. IS SULFISHXESS. "After all," said the wise man, "what is it but selfishness? The optimist who goes through life whistling and singing songs of cheer is not entitled to any special credit, because it is a pleasure to him to be happy, ir it didn t make j him glad to be na-py, he wouldn't be that way. So you see selfishness lies at the bottom of his good cheer. "Then there is the pessimist. Is he discouraged because he thinks it is his duty to mankind to paint dark pictures? Not at all. His is another clear case of selfishness. He gratifies himself by being unhappy and trying to make others so. Love, too, is selfishness. The maiden doesn't love the man to make him glad. It's her own happiness that she promotes in looking upon him as the noblest work of God. Man's love for woman has back of it ( the same selfish motive. "So, too, the philanthropist's love of the world. He loves it and loves to do great things for it because it gives him a satisfaction to know that he is doing well. "Consider it from whatever standpoint you please, and you must always arrive at the same conclusion. Everything that man does he does selfishly. It is always a case of gratifying his own inclination. It?" Just then the wise man turned a somersault and skinned his nose against a water plug. When he got up and looked around, with the look of one who had long been forgotten, his pupil asked: "Was it selfishness that impelled you to stub your toe? Did you do it because it brought a sense of gratification to your?" "Say. you confounded idiot." the wise man replied, "you ought to have that grin photographed. It would make a good frontispiece to Darwin's works." ?Chicago Herald. PtettManMU? JUading. FROM CONTEMPORARIES. Vewi and Comment That Is of More or Leas Local Interest. CHESTER. Lantern, July 5: Viola, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. S. P. Wright, died June 29th and was buried at Woodward church on the 30th, funeral services being conducted by Rev. J. H. Yarborough Mr. George W. Ferrell, of the Armenia neighborhood, died yesterday at 2 o'clock, aged about 37. He leaves a wife and seven children. His remains will be buried in the Armenia churchyard this afternoon at 4 o'clock, and Rev. G. M. Boyd will conduct the funeral services Margaret Stewart, the little two-year-ol<^daughter of Mr. and Mrs. F. M. Boyd, of Newberry, died yesterday morning at the home of Mrs. M. M. Stewart, in this city. The remains will be interred today in Evergreen cemetery Mrs. Rebecca J. Brice, widow of the late John A. Brice, of Woodward, died yesterday morning in New York city, where she had gone to be operated on On Tuesday evening last, the beautiful residence and spacious lawn of Dr. G. B. White, on Saluda street, was a scene of light and laughter. The occasion was a reception tendered by Mrs. White in honer of her visitors. Mr. Erwln and Annie Lee Brazeale, of Anderson, and Chester's younger set were all there. We have heard several comments on the occasion, and each one was extravagant in his praise of the many pleasures of the evening. Miss Lillian Horne gave her numerous friends a most delightful lawn party last Wednesday evening, beneath the spreading oaks on her father's front yard. A string band filled the air with sweet, catchy music; and Miss Horne, aided by a few neighboring friends, constantly cooled the ardent youths with delicious cream and cake. All those in attendance pronounce it a most pleasant occasion Mr. and Mrs. A. M. Aiken gave their many friends a delightful garden party last evening in honor of their charming visitor, Miss Elliott, of Winnsboro. Dne of the gentlemen who attended, wAor.n?oA fn nnr t*nrmirv thftt saiu, 111 a cofuiicb w , ? the whole affair was "quite elegant." Two kinds of sherbet, wine and pineipple, and two kinds of cake, chocolate and caromel, were served .during the evening In our last Issue we 3tated that the court was engaged In the trial of the last case on the docket, that of the state vs. Jerry Alexander, :harged with murder. The trial was concluded Wednesday afternoon when the jury returned a verdict of not guilty. The court of common pleas has idjourned from day to day since that time, until this morning when several squlty matters are to be considered. GASTON. Gastonia News. July 5: Just after 10 j'clock Tuesday night, J. E. Page noticed a blaze at his wood shop. He vent to it hurriedly and found the boilsr house on fire. The alarm was turned in, and pretty soon the colored people's reel, which is in the power house was pulled out and a stream of water sent into the flames. The white team's reel arrived also, but later on, on account of greater distance. The flames were soon put out. A large crowd had gathered. The damage is very slight, not amounting to more than [25, but the danger of a heavy loss was imminent. Part of the machinery was unning Wednesday and all was running yesterday. Mr. Page is unfortu-i iate. It will be remembered that only I i few months ago his entire shop was consumed and all his machinery destroyed and Tuesday night it began to look like his new buildings would go. The burglars struck Bessemer on ruesday night. They entered the postjfflce there by pressing the door until) the bolt gave way. This gave them sntrance to the lobby. They unlocked the door that leads into the private room of the office. They took all the mail from the general delivery and a small quantity of stamps and postage Sue stamps. They failed to find any money unless wiey iuuiiu some m mc letters stolen. D. K. Tate lives in the rear of the postofflce and his dog barkid considerably during the night, but is he does that occasionally, no attention was paid to his barking. No noise svas made sufficient to attract the attention of anyone and the burglary was not discovered until Wednesday morning. The postmaster was in the postoffice about half past 10 o'clock at night Tuesday afternoon Mary Miller, colored, wife of Sam Miller, came to Dr. E. P. Glenn's dental office to have four teeth extracted. They were Jifflcult teeth to extract and she requested that chloroform be administered. Dr. F. G. Wilson was called to the dental office. The woman took the phloroform well and there was no suspicion of unusual danger. Two teeth were pulled, but when the third was loosened the patient gave way. Respiration and circulation ceased. Artificial respiration was resorted to. Every precaution had been taken and ?very effort was made to resuscitate ler, but all in vain. The death cord lad broken. After it was found impossible to restore her she was carded to her home. Some of the colored people imagined they saw her move and i runner was sent up town and a physician summoned, but he found her lead. BOTH BKAVE. 'aptaln Slooum Gives His Opinion of BritlHh and Boera. Of all which has been written about he actual conduct of the South African war?and it has been much?nothng seems more deserving of serious ittention than the report of Captain riorum, U. S. A. That officer was deailed to accompany the British headjuarters staff, and from the vantage ground thus afforded observed the eonluct of the war with the eye of an impartial expert. Most of what he says s calculated to send a thrill of pride hrough every sympathetic reader, rhus of the Boers, especially of (Jen?ral Cronje and his comrades, he says: 'Words fail me to express adequately ny admiration for their tenacious and jrave defense." Thai is what we might lave expected a just observer to say. of he descendants of the defenders of Rochelle and Leyden. And of the British he declares: "If ever a people or a nation exemplified the phrase 'brave to a fault' it is the British. For indomitable courage, uncomplaining fortitude and implicit obedience they are beyond criticism." That, too, was to be expected as a true tribute to the sons of those who fought at Londonderry and Lucknow. Both brave. That is this American soldier's verdict upon both Boer and British. It is that which the discriminating and judicious world has already and long ago passed upon them; but it is none the less pleasant to have it impartially and officially repeated. Three rocBo nrp there at war. They are the three which were founders of this city. In the days of that founding they were all renowned the world over for their valor. It is welcome to know that they have not degenerated; but that the opening of the twentieth century finds them every whit as heroic as did the opening of the seventeenth. Both?or rather all three?brave; French, Dutch and British. But what a thousand pities that their valor should so long continue to be spent in a wasteful and fruitless strife.?New York Tribune. TALE OF A STAMP. I'm a stamp? A postage stamp? A two-center; Don't want tosbrag, But I was never Licked, Except once; By a gentleman, too; He put me on To a good thing; It was an envelope? Perfumed, pink, square; I've been stuck on That envelope Ever since; He dropped us? The envelope and me? Through a slot in a dark box; But we were rescued By a mail clerk, More's the pity; He hit me an awful Smash with a hammer; It left my face Black and blue; Then I went on a long Journey Of two days; And when we arrived? The pink envelope and me? We were presented To a perfect love Of a girl. With the stunnlngest pair Of blue eyes That ever blinked; Say, she's a dream! Well, she mutilated The pink envelope And tore one corner Of me off With a hairpin; Then she read what Was inside The pink envelope. I never saw a girl blush So beautifully! I would be stuck On her?if I could. Well, she placed The writing back In the pink envelope; Then she kissed me; Oh, you little godlets; Her lips were ripe As cherries, And warm As the summer sun. We? The pink envelop and me? And now Nestling snugly In her bosom; We can hear Her heart throb; When it goes fastest She takes us out And kissed me. Oh, say This is great! I'm glad I'm a stamp? A two-center. ?Ohio State Journal. HOW THE MORMONS WORK. In view of the meeting of members of the Mormon faith in Atlanta this week the following from the New York Mail and Express Is of timely interest: Some of the papers have been commenting on the departure of 30 Mormon missionaries for Europe as if it were something new. As a matter of fact, the Mormons have been sending missionaries in annual numbers quite equaling this for a long time, and have been bringing over bodies of European converts for 60 years. Their zeal and success in this regard are well known; but some of the features of their system, as involved in the missionary movement, are not so familiar. The Mormon church is one of the most active, persistent and audacious proselyting religious bodies In the world. Practically every male Mormon in good standing in his church and above the age of 21 years is expected to spend two years of his life as a missionary. During these two years he must go where he is sent, be it to the eastern cities, the south or to Europe? and now -the church has missionaries In Japan. He must leave his family behind him and must take "neither scrip nor staff;" he has to make his living as he goes. But he has with him one companion, a brother missionary; for these emissaries of the Mormon faith are sent In pairs. His subsequent standing will depend in some measure on the account he gives of himself in these two years. At home the Mormons cordially welcome all strangers: they lodge them and feed them?and labor to convert them. Beyond all doubt they exercise a powerful attraction on their neighbors and guests by their remarkable social and economic practice, which lightens the toil of the workers and permits no member of their community to fall into extreme poverty. But their system, though mutually helpful, is not socialistic.' The late George Q. Cannon, of their presidency, died worth $2,000,000, which was chiefly earned In construction contracts for the Union Pacific railroad. There is plenty of latitude and reward for individual enterprise under the Mormon system. It has a good many rich men without any very poor ones. The undoubted excellence of the Mormons' economic arrangements, leaving polygamy out of the account, does not lessen the seriousness of the problem presented by the growth of their singular religious tenets, nor do away with the fact that with them polygamy always remains in reserve, an accepted and sacred doctrine, ready to be revived if the opportunity ever offers. It is still alive, in actual practice, in the flourishing Mormon colonies in Mexico. The material success and rapid numerical increase of the saints emphasize, indeed, whatever of danger survives in their religion and marital system. She $toni Seller. lioifEiiT By JOHN WINTHROP GREEN. When a man has a story to tell, I believe he should be permitted to tell It In his own way and that the reader should not sneer and criticise because the teller must use the personal pro nouu nun perhaps rerer to nis perception or bis prowess. If It is his adventure, how can he avoid saying, "I did thus or so?" If his couruge pulled him out of a tight place, why seek to demean It? A man is what he Is. If things have happened to him which may be of Interest to, others, let him write them as they took place, whether he was a hero or a craven. Tour atlas will show you that the eastern Carpathian mountains form a portion of the boundary line between Servla and Bulgaria. If you cross any where to the north of ?Irot, you must cross the range. In my wanderings afoot I had planned to cross the range by the public road between PIrot and NIssa, but for three days I was a guest at a poor little wayside inn In the shadow of the foothills. This Inn differed In no degree from a hundred others, being only a wretched apology for a house of entertainment, but I had made a long tramp and wanted a breathing spell before the long and rugged ascent. The landlord was a silent, morose man, giving me little attention, and his wife was a sloven with a face which a man would look at twice only for its wickedness. The beds and the fare were of the meanest, but as I had expected nothing better I was not disappointed. On the second day of my arrival as I was walking along the banks of a stream half a mile from the Inn an English pedestrian came along. That is, he was a pedestrian in the sense that he was afoot. As soon as he learned who I was he told me that a cousin of his bad Journeyed that way three months before, but had mysteriously disappeared. The missing man had been traced as far as Pirot. He was known to have set out for the mountain road, hut be could not be traced Into Bulgaria. Somewhere on the mountain trail he had vanished from sight. The story did not Interest me overmuch. American and English pedestrians abroad have a habit of disappearing from the world now and then, and It Is learned later on that they were tucked away In some obscure Inn or camped amid some old ruin. The searcher passed on to my Inn and made inquiries and two hours later Informed me that be had secured no news. That evening a second searcher arrived. He wa9 a native Servian, living at Leskovatz, and had been hired by a Frenchman to prosecute Inquiries regarding the disappearance of a young man of 20 who was making a pedestrian tour. Indeed 1 soou recalled the fact of meeting the young man at Semendrla two months previously. He had headed for the Carpathians and Bulgaria, and be bad also disappeared on the mountains. Even when the two disappearances were coupled together I saw nothing alarming. It was not until the third day that 1 felt I bad cause for speculation. Then a police official who had been sent out from Novlbazar by the widowed mother of a young man who had disappeared as mysteriously a9 the other two reached the Inn. This young man, who simply set out for a two weeks' tramp In order to boast of having crossed the Carpathians, had been traced to within Ave miles of the Inn, but the landlord and bis wife stoutly denied that he had ever reached It. There were roads by which he could have branched off and continued bis way, but yet the official was not satisfied. He frankly told me that he believed young Hull hiyl come to the Inn and been made away with for the money he carried. I had seen nothing suspicious, and be bad no real grounds for an accusation, but he went away, saying that he would have the place watched. I was ready to take my departure on I ik/v rloTT nflmn flmro tuna a anrl den change In the demeanor of the landlord and his wife. All at once they became obsequious and smiling and solicitous. A nice lunch was put up for me, and they refused pay for It. I was given the clearest directions and was told that almost as soon as I had begun the ascent of the mountain I would find an interesting ruin a little off the road. It was something I ought not to miss, and they kept extolling it until 1 promised to turn aside. 1 set off in good spirits, though wondering a bit as to the Rtidden and singular change in the people of the inn, and by noon 1 had covered a distance of 12 miles. I passed two inns without stopping and likewise three or four peasants' huts, and when I sat down to rest it was on a large stone by the road?lde and close beside one of the branches of the Danube. I nibbled at lunch as I rested, and I had beef) sitting perhaps 20 minutes when a young woman with a flsb pole In her band suddenly uppeared. I gave her good day as a matter of course and was not much surprised when she laid down her pole and came and sat beside me and began to ask questions. She was a peasant girl of about 24, better dressed and better looking than the average, and in addressing a stranger she broke no rule of conventionality according to the peasant code. I invited her to share my iuucu. nna presently we were cumting away like old acquaintances. In many Instances the peasants of Servla had displayed more curiosity than a born Yankee, but this girl went deeper than any of them. Some of her questions were answered and some turned aside, but she certainly came to know u good deal about uie. I was a single man, and 1 hail not communicated with my friends for months. I < was strolling from point to point to study the people and see the country and was not expected at any particular point In Rulgnria. Peasant though she was, she had the gift of a lawyer in extracting information. An hour slip- j ped away, and then a man appeared. He was also fishing or pretending to, | and as he came in sight she called him, < and he joined us und was introduced as her brother. A glance from fnce to i face made me doubt the relationship. Id my own mind I figured that he was m her husband. He tried to smile and I show a pleasant face, but I instinctive- I ly felt that he was a rascal. He had a furtive eye and a bad mouth, and I thought I caught signals between the pair. Such n thing as fear, however, had no place In my heart. I had no weapon aside from my stout stick, but I was afraid of no man by daylight on a public highway. I was ready to move on when the woman spoke of the castle ruins. They were only a step away, she said, and if ^ I missed them I would be sorry forever |,i after. The man at once added his per- m suasion, but as I was ready to go with hi them he claimed to have left his knife u> a hundred rods away and set out after rt! It and left the two of us to walk on to- !? gether. From the moment we started I noticed a change In her. She looked ^ about apprehensively, her laughter was c|; forced, and her demeanor put me on my guard. It was as If she expected the to be shot down from ambush. Had ^ I not been able to see the old ruins al- a most as soon as we started I should \ have doubted that they existed. As It f was I found myself wondering If this pair was In any manner connected f with the disappearance of the tourists, f I was on my guard for what might # happen, and yet I did not betray myself. I kept up the conversation as we 1 walked along, and I am sure she took a| me for an easy victim. I rather ex- tl pected to be fired on from behind some s< rock as soon as we were off the road, J1 but by and by we heard the man calling from the ruins, and I realized that ai the ambush would be there If any- c< where. As we halted on the plateau It a was easy to make out that a vast j, building had stood there once. I should have said a monastery, but the woman ? Insisted that It was a great castle belonging to some mighty prince and that It had been destroyed by an earth- ( quake. We wandered among the acre r of ruins as we talked. As we ueared g< what must have been the rear of the ? building I found that the walls stood almost on the brink of a precipice. Be- re fore us was what had been a large bi room, with three of the walls yet standing. There were no less than five h, window openings, and as I advanced te to one of them the woman said: F "No; take this one. My brother has c< built a platform from which you can look up and down the valley for miles." fc A peculiar sometuing in uer voice caused uie to glance at her face, and I ~g found It pale and her features working In n nervous way. It was the window. ? then, which was the ambush. My R heart bent against my ribs, but I T meant to see the thing to a finish. The man had called to us. but we bad not "I seen him since arriving at the ruins. J With a laugh which sounded more like b, a croak the woman pulled herself to* o^ getber and preceded me to the window. To reach the opening we had to climb ^ up three stone steps, and she stood for ej a moment looking out and clinging to tli the wall for support. ** "You will see a fine view?a fine le view," she said as she made room for m me. "Step out und look iif and down." G I did not step out. There war some* w thing so modern about thai platform and it had been built so deftly that 1 _ feared It. 1 simply clung to the wall e and thrust my bead out. and I was A looking up the valley when the womaa i gave rne a push with all her strength, v Her hands did not strike me fair or f my hold would have been broken. I A was whirled half way round and part* x ly thrown down, but as I recovered my f footing I swept her aside with my arm, # and she went to the ground, with a A scream. Next Instant the man came ^ dashing through the doorway In the ? wall. He had a knife In his band, and ' he meant murder. 1 leaped down to _ meet him that I might have free play K ~~ for my staff, and I believe we battled for ten minutes. Still lying on the ground, the woman seized my legs and ? tried to pull me down, but I kicked her away and gave all my attention to the ^ man. Aye, but that fellow was crafty and villainous and determined. Had I fought him with a knife he would soon have settled me. It was the stout staff which kept him off, and It was the _ staff which finally dealt him a blow p, that laid him out unconscious. I looked for the woman as I stopped to breathe, but she had disappeared. I went over to the window and examined the platform-and found that it was sustained by a lever which could be pulled out and allow the bottom to drop. As the man began to return to ~ life I lifted up my staff and beat him till I was weary, and then I went my way up the mountain road. That ambush had gathered at least three victims, but It was not for me to carry a of mystery to the police and be detained in a filthy Jail for months or years while they took their time to solve it - A "Hit Mb; I'm Bio Enough."?He wasn't very big; but he was a sturdy P' little chap with a face that bore the marks of much thinking and prema- _ ture responsibility. I learned after- w ward that he was supporting a crippled mother and an invalid sister who had been left helpless in the world by A the death of her father. He might have run away from home and evaded the responsibility, but he didn't think ? of it. He just sold papers. At the loop on Fifteenth street a ^ crowd was gathered, waiting for the evening cars. A ragged young girl was selling flowers at the Fifteenth street end of the waiting station when a man, * att rushing to catch his car, knocked her against the side of the building. Without stopping, probably not having no- ? ticing what he had done, he continued O his rush, when the boy stopped in front of him, defiantly. g "Say, what do you want to knock a ^ girl down for? Hit me; I'm big ( enough." liU The man paused in surprise, and _ then glancing around, h e saw the v. flower girl picking up her wares, and j understood. Without a moment's hesitation he went back to her, gave her enough money to make her eyes sparkle with Joy and said: "I'm sorry, my dear, that I hurt you. sll| I didn't see." Then, turning to the boy, he continued: "You said you were i big enough, young man; but you're a ? great deal bigger than you think. Men like you will have a lot to do with keeping this old world in a condition of self-respect." ^ Then he caught his car and the boy Q* and the girl stood there wondering Su what he meant.?Denver Times. J ECZEMA. 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All work of lis kind that I furnish will be found > be mechanically perfect, and the rices will be as low as will be found at ay other place, and In many instants It will be considerably less. Call nd see my samples before placing an rder. I can also furnish type printed ivltatlons and Cards. THOS. W. SPECK. I DO NOT SELL )NE of those kind of Organs that GOES WRONG or GETS OUT OF EPAIR. If it should happen, then I ) to your house and repair it FREE F CHARGE. Many Organ houses adtrtise a 25 years' guarantee and state lat If sent to their factory it will be jpairea "iree 01 cnarge. ah ngui, nt the boxing and hauling to depot )sts you something and return freight larges are at least $10.00. Then the luling home Is something. I guaran;e to protect you against this for IVE YEARS' LIMIT. You will not find an Organ in this rnntry to equal the celebrated BRIDGEPORT ir sweet tone, full volume and lasting lalities. R. J. HERNDON. y TAKE COUGH EASE. It cures. YORK DRUG STORE. EMEMBER THE DEADHE LIVING CARE FOR THEMSELVES. FT" HEN you remember tne dead of FT your family, you show to the orld that your love for them Is not iried with the body. It 1b a duty you ve yourself and to the one that Is >ne, to place a neat Monument or ombstone over the last resting place ' departed loved ones. To do this the cpense Is not great, and It shows to le world that your love for the dead Is ? lasting as stone. If you have relates burled in unmarked graves do not t it remain so, when the expense of arklng the grave properly is so small, et my prices and see the styles of ork I have to offer you. FRANK HAPPERFIELD. In the rear of the Kennedy Building. KING'S MOUNTAIN t MILITARY ACADEMY, f Yorkville, S. C. d Pull faculty of Experienced teachers. A Courses: Classical, Scientific, Commer cial. Shorthand. Good fare and accom- A modations. Next session opens Septem ber 4th. $350 a year. For handsome, A illustrated catalogue, address Col. W. G. STEPHENSON, Supt. f r TAKE COUGH EASE. It cures. YORK DRUG STORE. professional (Eards. JAMES F. HART, lTTORNEY AT LAW, YORKVILLE, S. C. Office in the McClain Building, over H. C. Strauss's Store. elephone No. 6g. wtf. iONE?Office 116 Residence 60THOS. F. McDOW, ATTORNEY AT LAW, No. 4 Law Range, YORKVILLE, S. C. Negotiates Loans on Approved Security. January I w ly GEO. W. S. HART, T~rr^DMirv AT I A\A/ k I I VI II1U> t \ a b< a WW , YORKVILLE, S. C. fice No. a, LAW RANGE. 'Phone $8. 3. s, Law Range. 'Phone 67. W. W. LEWIS, ATTORNEY AT LAW, YORKVILLE, S. C. rompt attention given to all Business. Loans Negotiated on Improved Real Estate. . Bratton de Loach. Frank P. McCain. de LOACH & McCAIN, TTORNEYS AT LAW, YORKVILLE, S. C. Office over H. C. Strauss's Store. FINLEY & BRICE, TTORNEYS AT LAW, YORKVILLE, S. C. Office in the Building at the Rear of H. C. Strauss's Store, fij- All business entrusted to us promptly .ended to. A. Y. CARTWRIGHT, URGEON DENTIST, YORKVILLE, S. C. OFFICE HOURS: *-^-Li i I r 9 a. m. to i p. m.; a p.m. 105p.m. Hiiro in upstairs rooms of Cartwright Buildj, opposite Telegraph and Express Offices. rork Brick W orks. W. N. ASHE, Proprietor. IVearenmv making millionsof Brick, il aro ready to meet all demands wlioloe or retail, at figures that are right. W. N. ASHE, k'orkville and Hock Hill. H. C. SIMPSON, CATAWBA, S. C., Breeder of ITALIAN BEES and JEENS, and Dealer in Bee-Keepers' pplies. Write for Price List, rune 19 w 4t MARCH Generally means High Winds. High Winds May mean FIRE! High Winds and Fire Always mean nrcTDlTfTTftN A l\w V & The first Law of Nature, is Self Protection. PROTECTION of self in the shape of PROPERTY. I sell INSURANCE which PROTECTS you against loss. Fire, Life, Accident, Wind-Storms, Lightning, Etc. C.M. KUYKENDAL. Office In Kuykendal Building,? "In It every day." 1 OUR personal attention, with long experience, given at all times. All grades and priced goods in COFFINS and CASKETS. Latest equipment in trappings, etc. Robes, Oloves, Slippers and Stockings carried in stock. Fine Hearse for town and country use. W. B. MOORE A CO. SOUTH CAROLINA & GEORGIA EXTENSION RAILROAD CO. Schedule Effective June 15, 1001. BETWEEN CAMDEN AND BLACKSBURG. WW. CAST. 35. I 33. I EASTERN I 82. I 84. 2nd 1st TIME. ut 2nd Class. Class. Class. Class. Dally Dally Except Dally. Dally. Except STATIONS. ?= P. M. P. M. P. M. P. M. 8 20 12 50 Camden 12 25 5 SO 8 50 1 15 DeKalb 12 02 4 CO 9 20 1 27 Westvllle.... 1160 4 70 10 50 2 00 ....Kershaw 1185 4 10 11 20 2 12 Heath Springs. 11 20 3 15 12 20 2 37 ....lancaster.... 10 55 2 57 12 40 2 50 ....Riverside 10 40 2 00 2 30 3 10 Catawba J'c'u. 10 20 1 30 4 <0 3 40 ....Rock Hill... 10 00 12 00 4 45 4 02 .Tlrsah 9 30 9 10 5 20 4 18 ..._Yorkvllle.... 9 15 8 60 5 45 4 34 Sharon 9 00 8 15 6 ( 5 4 50 Hickory Grove 8 45 7 60 0 20 5 00 Smyrna 8 35 7 80 6 50 5 20 ...Blacksbnrg... 8 15 7 00 P. M. P. M. A.M. A. M. * 20 minutes for dinner. BETWEEN BLACKSBORti, S. C., AND MARION, N. C. WE?T C*?T. 11. 33. EASTERN 82. 12. 2nd 1st TIME. 1st 2nd Class. Class. Class. Class. Daily Dally Except Dally Dally Except STATIONS A.M. P.M. A.M. P.M. 6 45 5 25 ...Blacksbnrg... 7 48 8 40 7 32 5 43 Earls 7 32 fl 20 7 45 5 49 Patterson Hpr'g 7 25 6 12 8 20 6 00 .Shelby 7 15 6 00 9 00 6 21 ....Lattimore.... 0 56 4 50 9 10 fl 30 ...Mooresboro.. 6 48 4 40 9 25 fl 41 Henrietta.... fl 38 4 20 9 55 fl 59 ...Forest City... fl 20 3 50 10 30 7 15 Rutherfordton fl 06 8 25 12 00 7 60 .Thermal City. 5 3tt 2 45 12 25 8 10 ... Glenwood..., 6 15 2 20 1 00 8 30 Marlon 5 00 2 00 P. M. P. M. A. M. P. M. GAFFNEY BRANCH. WEST. CA?T. First Class. EASTERN First Class. " 15. | 13. TIME. 14. | ie. Daily Except Dally Except Sunday. Sunday. P. M. I A. M. STATIONS. A. M. I P. M. 6 30 6 00 Blacksburg... 7 50 7 20 5 60 8 20 Cherokee Fails 7 80 7 00 r fl 10 fl 40 .... Gafltaey..... 7 10 8 40 P.M. "ATMT A.M. P.M. Trains No's. 32 and 33 are operated dally. Trains No's. 34. 35, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15 onA Ifi nro nnprated dallv excent Sun day. CONNECTIONS. At Camden with Southern Ry.; S. A. L. and A. C. Line. At Lancaster with L. & C. R. R. At Catawba Junction with Seaboard Air Line. At Rock Hill with Southern Railway. At Yorkville with Carolina & Northwestern R. R. * At Blacksburg with Southern Railway. At Shelby and Rutherfordton with S. A. L. At Marion with Southern Railway. SAMUEL. HUNT, President. A. TRIPP, Superintendent. E. II. SHAW, Gen. Pnas. Agent. CAROLINA & NORTH-WESTERN RAILWAY COMPANY. Schedule Effective May 19, 1901. BLOWING ROCK LINE. Northbound- Passenger. Mixed. Leave Chester.... 8.35a.m. 7.00a.m. Lv. Yorkville 9.30a.m. 9.07a.m. Lv. Gastonla 10.25a.m. 12.15p.m. Lv. Llncolnton....11.22a.m. 1.55p.m. Lv. Newton 12.08p.m. 4.00p.m. Lv. Hickory 12.32p.m. 5.15p.m. Ar. Cliffs 12.46p.m. 6.35p.m. Lv. Cliffs 1.10p.m. 6.30p.m. Ar. Lenoir 1.50p.m. 8.25p.m. Ar. Blowing Rock. 7.45p.m. 2.00p.m. (Stage). Suuthhnund. I'assrnrer. Mixed. Lv. Blowing Rock. 8.00a.m. 2.00p.m. (Stage). Lv. Lenoir 2.25p.m. 10.25p.m. Lv. Cliffs 3.11p.m. 7.40a.m. Lv. Hickory 3.26p.m. 8.02a.m. Lv. Newton 3.50p.m. 9.20a.m. Lv. Lincolnton.... 4.38p.m. 11.30a.m. Lv. Gastonla 5.40p.m. 1.35p.m. Lv. Yorkville 6.40p.m. 3.28p.m. Ar. Chester 7.50p.m. 5.26p.m. CONNECTIONS. Chester?Southern Ry., S. A. L., and L. & C. Yorkville?S. C. & Ga. Extension. Gastonla?Southern Ry. Lincolnton?S. A. L. Newton and Hickory?Southern Ry. Lenoir?Blowing Rock Stage Line and C. & N. E. F. REID. G. P. Agent. Chester, South Carolina. /