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tumorous Department. The Knocker.?Mrs. S. T. Rorer, the well-known culinary expert, gave a dinner recently to a cooking class of young married women. Mrs Rarer enlivened this excellent dinner with a number of stories about cooking. "I am making," she said, "a collection of cooking stories, and some day. perhaps. I will publish them all in a book. I am continually adding to my stock. Only yesterday a new cooking story was told me by a dispirited young wife. "This young wife, who had never cooked so much as a beefsteak in her life, all of a sudden bought a cook book, entered her kitchen and plunged Into the construction of an elaborate and difficult veal pie. "The pie, a strange looking object. was served to her hust>&na, a caustic person, that night at dinner. He helped himself, tried a mouthful and then said: "What's this?" "A meat pie," said the wife. "I made it out of Harry Harkker's cook book." " 'Ah.' said the man, 'this leathery part is the binding. I suppose."?San Antonio Express. ^ Justifiable Discretion. ? Timothy Woodruff says that in a town "up the state" there are two Irishmen who for some time have been on bad terms with each other. Not long ago Flaharty had, according to the notions of his friends, been the recipient of what could be deemed nothing else than an insult from the other Irishman. So they urged upon him the desirability of vindicating his honor by promptly chastising his ancient enemy. But it would appear that Flaharty was a man of some prudence, for, said he. "he's more than me equal. Look at the size of him! The man's a giant!" "Very well." replied a friend, disgusted by Flaharty's exhibition of weakness, "lave him go?that is, if you're wantln' people gotn' about sayin' that you're a coward." "Well, I dunno," responded Flaharty nlacidly. "At any rate, I'd rather have thim sayin' that than the day after tomorrow exclaimin', "How natural Flaharty looks " ? Collier's Weekly. Did Not Go to Roost.?A mutter of fact mind, like Mrs. Salter's. Is a comfort to the person who has it ai d a never ending delight to the persm's friends. "I suppose you went to bed with *.ne chickens while you were away," sal ' one of the neighbors after Mrs. Salter I had returned from her vacation visit to a farm. ' "No. indeed." said Mrs. Salters indignantly. "They were very neat, quiet people, though they've never had city advantages. We had rooms In the front of the house, on the second story, and the chickens slept somewhere at the back of the house. We never saw them after sunset, and we were there nearly three weeks. I am sure farming people are often more particular than we have been led to suppose."? Youth's Companion. J "doe and Jury.?In 1883 a man was charged In Victoria with having killed another man with a sandbag, and in the face of the Judge's summing up, the jury brought in a verdict of not guilty. This annoyed the chief Justice, Sir Matthew Begble, wno at once sam: "Gentlemen of the Jury, mind, that is your verdict, not mine. On your conscience will rest the stigma of returning such a disgraceful verdict. Many repetitions of such conduct as yours will make trial by Jury a horrible farce and the City of Victoria a city of immorality and crime. Go, I have nothing more to say to you." And then, turning to the prisoner, the chief justice added: "You are discharged. Go and sandbag some of those jurymen. They deserve it!" A Slow Journey.?The car crawled slowly on. with an occasional long pause at a threatened breakdown. At last an old man with a long white beard rose feebly from a corner seat and tottered toward the door. He was, however, stopped by the conductor, who said: "Your fare, please." "I paid my fare." "When? I don't remember It." "Why, I paid you when I got on the car." "Where did you get on?" "At Nether Llberton." "That won't do! When I left Nether Liberton there was only a little boy on the car." "Yes." answered the old man, "I know it. I was that little boy."?Auckland (New Zealand) News. W'This story found its way to Washington: President Roosevelt, in a recent conversation with Senator Knox of Pennsylvania, asked the senator what he thought of his appointment of Charles J. Bonaparte to a place In the cabinet. "You have heard of the man McGinnls," replied Mr. Knox, "who kept a saloon and lived with his family up over the saloon. One day his bartender shouted up the stairs: " 'McGlnnl8, shall I trust Tim O'Leary for a drink?' "'Has he had the drink?' called back McGinnis. " 'He has.' " 'Thin trust him." " Disconcerting.?"Yes. sir, when the enemy charged on our position and came right over the breastworks you oughter have seen me!" exclaimed the boastful veteran. "Yes, that's so!" drawled an old comrade, removing his pipe slowly. "You wuz there yourself, wasn't you. Jonas?" inquired the boastful one. refering to him for support with a triumphant look. "I certainly wuz." said the old comrade. "And 1 thought at the time we oughter have seen you, but nobody ever got a look at you till ten days after the fight."?New Orleans TimesDemocrat. 1 ? + Not Old Age.?"Well, John, how are you today?" asked a Scottish minister on meeting one of his parishioners. "Gey weel, sir; gey weel." replied John cautiously; "gin it wasna for the rheumatism in the rlcht leg." "Ah, John, be thankful, for there is no mistake you are getting old like the rest of us. and old age doesn't come alone." "Auld age. sir," returned John. "I wonder to hear ye. Auld age has nðing tae dae wi't. Htre's my lther leg jist as auld, an' it's soond an' soople iHisccUanrmts iJratltiifl. IN COUNTIES ADJOINING. News and Comment Clipped From Neighboring Exchanges. CHEROKEE. Gaffney Ledger, July 14: Mrs. Campbell Hambrlght, aged twenty-one years, died very suddenly Wednesday morning about 11 o'clock, while sitting In the dining room at the home of her brother. Mr. B. O. Patrick, In this city. The remains were taken to Grassy Pond yesterday for burial United States Deputy Marshal A. L. Hallman arrested Asbury Lynn, Tuesday, near Gowdeysvllle, in the lower part of this county on a charge of selling whisky. He was carried before U. S. Commissioner J. B. Bell, who bound him over for the October term of United States court at Greenville A heavy rain storm passed over GalTney yesterday morning. The rain came down In torrents for two or three hours, and the streets and sidewalks In many places were entirely submerged, while gardens and patches were badly washed. It was the heaviest downpour that people of this section have witnessed in years Miss Ruth Harvey delightfully entertained a number of her friends Monday night with a birthday party. The refresnments were cream and cake, which were served to the guests by Misses Lecta Harvey and Nannie Hancock. The dining room and the hallway were beautifully decorated with plants anu ferns, and good music was furnished by the string band. Miss Harvey received many nice presents, and all who attended seemed to enjoy the occasion very much. CHESTER. Lantern, July 14: Mr. and Mrs. Paul McCorkle returned to the city this morning from Baltimore, where the former has been under treatment at Johns Hopkins hospital Dr. and Mrs. J. B. Blgham returned Tuesday night from a very pleasant visit to relatives In Washington. Dr. Blgham went to Baltimore while he was away, and visited some of the professors that he used to be under when he attended the dental college twenty-one years ago. He was very much pleased with his visit. .The Carolina & NorthWestern passenger train due here at 7.46 in the afternoon did not arrive until 1 o'clock this morning. Heavy rains have fallen ir North Carolina and streams are considerably swollen. Between Newton and Lincolnton the water was six feet above the trestle so that the crew had to take the train around over the Southern's line by Charlotte to Gast:?nla. reaching Chester in this round-about way at the time mentioned Mr. F. S. Fisher, who has been state constable In Chester for over a year, has been transferred to Abbeville, his old home. His family left Wednesday morning, and Mr. Fisher expects to join them the last of this week. Mr. B. E. Wright, who has been stationed here for the past few months, will have charge of this territory. Mr. Fisher's friends regret to see him and his excellent famMy leave Chester.... Mr. W. H. Hamilton arrived on the Seaboard yesterday afternoon with his bride. On last Saturday, the 8th, he was married In Chattanooga, Tenn., to Miss Blanche Hobler, of Petosky, Mich. Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton will spend a week or two with Mr. Hamilton's parents, Mr. and Mrs. J. H. Hamilton, and other relatives in the county, after which Mr. Hamilton will go to Watkins, Ala., to become secretary and treasurer of a lari;;e lumber concern, he having resigned his position with the Seaboard, with headquarters at Birmingham Mr. A. W. Jones, state comptroller geneial, was in Chester Wednesday making his annual settlement with the county auditor. Mr. Jones always finds It a pleasant and easy undertaking to settle with the Chester official, as he says he is among the most competent In the state. As compared with other counties, Chester is In fine shape, the comptroller general said. It Is the third county visited. He first went to Orangeburg, then to Lancaster, and from there here. His next point was Abbeville. He Is going to the counties - i they notify him that they are ready to make the settlement. Mr. Jones said th j.t he was a little surprised at the small cost with which the Inmates of the county home, 35 in number, are cared for. The actual expenses connected with the management of the poor house for the past year were 83,196.13. The proceeds from the sales of the cotton crop, cotton seed, and pork, mounted to 81.768.19. making a net cost to the county of 81,428.24. Each .ornate at the county home has been cared for during the past year at a cost of 840.81. In other words, the county paid out only 83.40 a month for the -irotectlon of each one of its poor. Mr. Jones says when a county cares for Its poor at the rate of 84 or 84.50 apiece per month, it is considered fortunate. The supervisor expressed the hope that the proceeds from the farm for the present year would even exceed those of the past year. LANCASTER. Ledger, July 15: The Catawba Power Co., put a corps of surveyors at work on a preliminary survey for a railroad from Fort Lawn to the Falls, Thursday. They have just finished a survey from Bascomville to the Falls. They will Kulhl iHp rnurl the* nutQt iirfl/?ti(?nl I*OUte. Mr. N. H. Hallman of the Unity section, has returned from Gaston county, N. C., where he was summoned July 6th on account of the death of his father, Mr. A. H. HaJIman. Mr. Hallman was 88 vears, 3 months and 13 days of age and leaves surviving him twelve children, 80 grandchildren, and 86 great-grandchildre.i. Several of his sons reside in this county A delay of a few hours was occasioned to the 2 o'clock p. m., northbound passenger train on the Southern Thursday by the trucks of the tender jumping the track near the cotton mill. The train was stopped just befcre it reached the Clear creek trestle On Wednesday last, while out driving with her son, Mr. J. B. Patrick, Mrs. W. J. Orr of Rock Hill, who is a visitor at the home of Mr. Ernest Moore, lost her purse containing $10 in change, a $50 check and several pieces of jewelry. While inquiry was being made as to whether any one had found it, it was learned that Miliar Bilir.gs and Henry Wates, both colored, had exhibited a receipt to a party, which was afterwards identified as having been in the pocketbook when lost, and had asked if it had any money value and what it was worth. This led to their arrest and commitment to jail. They claim to have picked the receipt up on the street near Judge Jones' residence, and denied any knowledge of the whereabouts of the purse or of having ever seen it. They had a preliminary hearing before Magisirate Caskey yesterday, who held I them for the circuit court, fixing their bonds for appearance at $250 each. They were recommitted to jail Mrs. Nancy A. Phillips, wife of Mr. G. W. Phillips, of this place, died last Wednesday morning, July 11. at the home of her sister, Mrs. Jno. W. A. Porter, near Dixie, where she had gone on a visit several weeks ago. Mrs. Philips was a daughter of the late Ervin Robertson. She was 62 years and 5 months of age, having been born Feburary 12, 1843. She was twice married. Her first marriage was to Mr. Steve Clyburn who lived but a short time. Her second marriage was to Mr. G. W. Phillips. She left no children. Mrs. Phillips was a member of the Baptist church and an exemplary Christian. She had been an invalid for several years and bore her sufferings without a murmur. Her remains were Interred Thursday morning at Hopewell church after funeral services conducted by Rev. Dr. Boldridge. GASTON. Gastonia Gazette, July 14: A Newton man discovers that a toad applied to the foot of a fever patient and kept there, would certainly cure the patient. It may be that the same is a well known remedy, known of old, but it la new here In Newion he says. A young man In this county has been very low with typhoid fever for several weeks; so 111, in fact, that the physicians gave him up to die. Another young man once suffered with typhoid and took the frog treatment and was cured, and so the treatment was applied to the patient mentioned with gratifying results. The young man is reported as convalescing. The toad, the story runneth, turns green and dies, having drawn all the fever from the patient. It seems to be an excellent remedy, but it is tough on the frog Miss Ethel Stowe of Belmont, who has been visiting the family of Mr. W. L. Gallant returned home Wednesday morning Chief Alexander and Mr. G. A. Baker went to Hudson yesterday morning in answer to a telegram indicating the discovery of the horse stolen from Mr. Baker on the night of July 3rd. A telegram from chief ray3 it is the right horse. He and Mr. Baker will probably return today. A negro is under arrest in Ruthfordton under suspicion of having stolen the horse and | traded her off. He was found with a stolen harness and buggy and a different horse in his possession Misses Julia Galloway, Bess Horton, Ella Bradley and Elise Stokes are attending the summer school at the University of Virginia The young ladies are delighted with Charlottesville and the Univerjsity. writing home, one of them said, '"the grounds are more beautiful that I can describe." Miss Galloway will have charge of the department of English in the graded schools of Covington, Tenn.. the coming year and is taking a special course in English this summer. "Everybody" said Big Andrew Cloninger ytsterday, "knows that tadpoles are hatched from eggs in the ponds and puddles and then turn to bull-frogs, but what I want to know is, where do toads come rrom r wnoever saw toad eggs? Whoever saw tad-poles turn to toads? You can write a piece for your paper and sign nay name to It that I want to know. And get the philosophers to answer It. I don't want any guess answers. I want the facts from folks who know?the kind of facts that satisfy a jury. Where do toads come from?" The rain late Wednesday evening was a corker. In the lower edge of the county it was more moderate, but In the section north of Gastonia It was an enormous down-pour of rain. Kettle Shoal's creek on Mr. Dave Friday's place raised Itself over the banks and swept the earth from the bottoms. The South Fork was out on a lark and also covered the bottoms. At a bridge over Little Long Creek beyond Dallas one of the abutments was washed away. A buggy from which the horse had apparently torn loose was found yesterday morning in the washout, but there was no tidings of horse or driver. The Robinson branch?which flows under the last fill of the macadam road near Dallas?formed a great lake from hill to hill of the water that could not flow through the culvert as fast as It gathered. The surface of the road suffered considerably from having some holes cut out and top dressing washed off. The fills also were considerably damaged In some places. Cleaning the Capitol. For the first time In nearly half a century the rotunda of the capitol building is receiving a coating of thick white paint. The dirt has been collecting on the sloping sides of the great dome ever since 1865. A few nervy painters are facing death by scraping off the layers of dust and dirt, clinging like flies to the steel walls 200 feet above the stone flooring. Elliott Woods, the superintendent of the capitol, had a lot of trouble finding men willing to tackle the Job of cleaning the dome. Aside from the risk of slipping from the fragile and tiny scaffolding there is the danger of contracting deadly disease by Inhaling dust. The particles of dirt, in some places two inches thick, are breathed into the system and cause acute stomach troubles and giddiness. The men work with faces muffled up in wet rags, but even this precaution is not sufficient to protect them fully. The spectacle of the painters working so high in the air has caused no end of "rubber-necking" among tourists visiting the capitol. The carelessness displayed by the workmen, straining on tiptoe to reach a distant part of the dome, with nothing between them and certain death but a tiny plank, frequently causes the watchers to shudder and move hurriedly on. These workmen are the same crew that last year cleaned and painted the exterior of the dome of the capitol. "The essential thing for work of this sort," said the foreman the other day, "is nerve. The workmen are all young, between 20 and 30 years old. It is rare to find a man in this work who Is over forty years old. It takes a young, fearless spirit with quick eye and hand, and we find old men have little taste e t* muia I.. an ii. i iii? ia uiic ui me mum difficult jobs of painting in the country. One of the reasons it is so difficult is that the scaffolds are unusually light. They are only about three feet wide and hold two men, so that when a workman looks down he sees the floor below on both sides of him. He realizes that a single misstep will send him headlong. It is on scaffolds like this that a man's nerve is tested. Most of the scaffolding you see on high buildings and walls Is made very wide, so that a man may walk about freely and will not see the ground under him all the time." Wakukk, But Polite.?Ernest Vedel, a Paris literary man, was once a lieutenant in the French navy. At one time he commanded a small warship charged with the duty of preventing the entrance of foreign vessels into a Siamese harbor. A Scandinavian ship, with a Siamese commodore who called himself Armand Duplessis de Richelieu. attempted to enter by the alleged authorization of the French minister at Bangkok. M. Vedel wrote a note -n these terms: "If you don't desist. I shall open fire." Then he learned that Mme. Richelieu was with her husband, and he tied the note to a magnificent bouquet. The commodore with the illustrious name desisted and thanked the polite lieutenant profusely for the flowers. IN THE GRAND CANON. Guides Spin Tales to Match the Soenery. In the opinion of most visitors to the Grand Canon in Arizona there is one thing there that is grander than the Grand Canon itself and that is the liars about the canon. These imaginative gentlemen are mostly guides who have lived there many years. Constant contemplation of the majesty of that great work of nature is said to stimulate the imagination in a geometrical ratio as the years go by. and consequently the tales that are spun for the wayfarer's ears grow more picturesque as the age of the guides Increase. It is no reflection on them to call these artists of the Grand Canon liars. There Is little deception in their tales. They tell them not to deceive, but to amuse. They probably feel that the Grand Canon is so appalling in aspect that a sort of antidote is needed. They call themselves modestly yarn spinners. They are. Captain Hance Is the most famous of these artists. Next to the canon he is the best known institution there. He has lived there most of his sixty years and he has a trail named after him. Moreover, he has a place down In the canon where he lives and" entertains those who like to linger in his society. Hance has a soft, gentle voice, and his eye is mellow and kindly. He speaks with a sort of resigned and regretful tone and his face is as immobile as an Indian's as he sets forth the dramatic Incidents of history and fiction Interwoven In the traditions of the place. Not to meet Hance Is to miss half the Joy of seeing the Grand Canon. He is really part of It.' Not long ago Hance made himself rather conspicuous one morning near a party of tourists. He seemed to be gathering up a supply of meat for a dog. After he had made his collection of scraps he began to chop them up very fine. "I suppose your dog Is quite young, captain, judging from the care you give to his meals?" Inquired one of the interested tourists. "Taln't a dog." said Hance. "Not a dog? What Is it, then?" "Fish!" "You don't mean to tell me that you are going to give all that chopped up meat to a fish?" "Yep." "Where is that fish?" "Down in the river In the canon." "Where?" "Down at my place. I have to come here every morning to get food for him. Ain't got enough down there myself to feed him. He's a pretty good size." "How big?" Then Hance lowered his voice, and his sad eyes looked straight into those of the inquirer* as he said. "I don't know as I ought to tell you about that fish, because I'm afraid you might think I was exaggerating it a little. I don't like to exaggerate. and I never do unless I am pushed to it by some of these unreasonable tourists who never seem sat Isfled unless you tell 'em lies?real lies, big lies. "It always hurts me to He about anything. One ought never to He In the presence of such a wonderful manifestation of nature, of God's power, as this great canon exhibits. Why. sir, what grander, what more? Oh, yes, about that fish I was telling you of. "He came to me during a freshet In the river down there. You see, he was being swept away from home and friends and all he held dear. He was helpless. "There Is a little sort of lagoon near my place. Usually, when It is dry. It is several feet above the river. In time of flood the water reaches up there, fills It, and sometimes the water stays until the next flood. "Well, I saw a big commotion coming down the stream the day I was telling you of, and I saw a monster salmon, my flsh, being carried away, as I told you. I had a lariaf there, the one I used to use when I was a cowboy, and I Just flung It Into 'he river, caught the fish and with* the aid of the current towed him Into my lagoon "How big was he? Well, the last time I measured him he was twelve feet long, but he ain't got full grown yet. He suffers from growing pains a good deal, I can notice. "I thought I was going to have a fight with him. and I thought It would not be long before I had part of him cooking In the pan. But, Lord bless you, do you suppose I could have killed him? Not on your life! "When he looked In my eyes, after I saved him from being carried off Into strange waters, he gave me such a grateful look and came along into my lagoon without the least struggle, as If to say, 'You saved my life. I'll stay with you as long as I live.' "Do you know, I got to love that flsh right there? The flood went down suddenly and left him stranded In jthat little pool on my hands. We have come to be very good friends. I go to see him every morning and he wags his tall five times, Just so (the J captain Illustrates this), as a sort of signal greeting?never wags his tall to any one but me. and to me five times when he says good morning and three times when he says good-bye, and he sort of winks at me as if to say, 'What is the outlook for breakfast today?' "He's so friendly that I can't let him starve and he eats lots of food, keeps me busy hustling for him. We had high water once since he has been with me, and I offered him his freedom. You see It is quite a tax to have to feed him constantly and wait on him, and although I loved him, 1 though! it best to let him go if he wanted to. Do you know, that fish wouldn't budge. "He kept wagging his tall five times. In bunches of five wags, and wouldn't wag it three times for anything. I tried to push him out into the stream. but he was too much for me. He was satisfied to stay with me and didn't want to go home to mother or anything like that and so I've got him on my hands. "What's his name? Jonah, for want of a better one. Maybe you can suggest or.e." "Ananias," said the tourist in an abstracted sort of way. "I should hate to call him that," said Hance, "because it might hurt his . feelings. I should think it would hurt any one to be called Ananias. , 'Twould me, I know. 'Twould make my gorge rise and give me such a parched feeling in my throat that I'd ' be almost choking. I "Well it Is pretty early in the morn ing, but I don't mind having a drink with you. sir, thank you." Hance has had many hairbreadth escapes In his varied experiences in and about the canon. Wild animals have pursued him and clawed him and bitten him and crushed him; Indians have shot at him and tried to tomahawk him, snakes bigger than boa constrictors have had him In their colls, he has been lost in the wilds many times and gentle birds have shown him the way to safety, and he has tasted the pangs of bitter hunger and thirst. The closest call he ever had was one day when he fell over the brink of the canon while sitting on a bronco. "You see, it was this way," say3 Hance, " I had been so busy showing tourists around that I didn't get time to feed that bronco. I think he resented it a little. Hadn't had any food for nearly two days, and I suppose he was cut up about it. Well, I was sitting on his back and had a party of tourists with me?they were all horseback, too?and I was right at the edge of the canon pointing out some of the beauties of nature. Why, sir, what grander, and more magnificent?Oh, yes, I was telling you about that horse. "I was pointing out some tufts of grass that were growing so bright and green way down there In the canon and proving that things can and do grow among the rocks. Would you believe it, that horse of mine got so Interested in looking for that grass as I was pointing It out, that he forgot he was on the edge of the canon and lost his footing and over he went with me on his back." There was a pause In the story. Finally some one ventured to say: "I see, captain, that you escaped with your life. How about the bronco?" "Well, that was curious," said Hance. "Greatest kind of luck that I am here! That fall was nearly 1,200 feet, sheer. If you go out to the rim of the canon the other side of that point yonder you'll see where It took place. About half way down you'll notice a gnarly tree Jutting out of the rock. It has one great limb on it that is bent nearly double. "That's the limb I caught hold of and bent as we went down. The poor bronco kept on going down and I never saw him again, except to give his remains a decent burial. Pity that his sense of hunger got the better of his judgment!" Hance has a weeping affection of his eyes. He uses a handkerchief a good deal, especially with his prize story. Whenever he gets a party of recognized sentimentalists with him he usually brings the subject of conversation around to the joys and blessings of married life. Generally one of the women In the party asks: "You have been married, captain?" "Oh. yes,' wiping his eyes. "You have lost your wife?" "Oh, yes," mopping his eyes some more. "An accident, perhaps?" "Yes. a most sad accident." Handkerchief now freely used. "Ah, quite recently, I presume?" "Several years ago. but it grieves me yet. It was my first and only accident while taking any one down the trail. And to think it should have happened to my own wife! That was what made it most distressing." Handkerchief In constant use now. "Indeed: that is so sad. How did It occur?" "It was this way. I was taking her down the trail, and she was on a mule. The mule slipped at a dangerous turn and threw Mrs. Hance and broke her leg." Handkerchief now growing very damp. "And you had to carry her all the way up that trail and she suffering agonies from a broken leg?" "Oh, no," says Hance, the handkerchief nearly wringing wet by this time, "we had to shoot her." Hance has made only one serious slip in any of his stories. He was relating a shooting experience. He said he started out one day with a double j barreled gun to see what game he could find. One of the barrels was loaded with blrdshot and the other with a cartridge. That was the time, according to his story, when man-kllllng panthers were found In the canon. This Is the way Hance told his yarn: "I hadn't gone far before I stirred up some quail. I wanted to get some of the flock and I raised my gun to fire. In my excitement I fired the barrel containing the cartridge. "Of course. I killed a bird or two with that bullet, but Just as I was lowering my gun I found myself facing a terrible dilemma. A panther had been crouching In a tree near by. The report of my gun aroused him to fury. I turned just In time to see him leap straight at me. "I knew it was his life or mine. I raised my gun and put my finger on the trigger of the barrel that contained the blrdshot " "Come now. Captain, you don't mean to tell us that you killed that pantner with blrdshot?" "No." replied Hance, absentmlndedly, "The panther killed me." Hance Isn't the only guide around the Grand Canon. Bass and Berry know how to whet the Interest of the | traveler and wet their own whistles with great skill when the proper time comes. You can hear Indian legendB that will beat any folklore stories you ever read of all to pieces. You can get all the details of the greatest Indian fight that ever occurred In the world, when the NavajoB pushed 100,000?make the yarn big enough?over the brink of death. Some of the Indians landed on the heaps of dead ones and weren't killed. They couldn't get out of the canon and so they became the cliff dwellers, the remains of whose houses may be seen at several places In the canon. One of the husky guides Is big Tom Wagner, 6 feet 4 Inches tall. All the Easterners like Tom. He has bosom friends all over the country, but particularly In the east. Tom knows how to handle people. When you get near a dangerous place like the Cape Horn of Jacob's Ladder or the Hog's Back or the Corkscrew, Tom always begins to gufTaw, to shout and sing and send his wild yells through miles and miles of great cliffs from which the echoes bound and return In a way that absorbs the traveler. Before you know It you are around the bad places and then Tom gives a knowing chuckle. If you're half a man you will Invite him to have a drink when you get back. There Is one conundrum that Grand Canon guides always ask. It Is a religious duty with them. As you reach a certain spot and you are wondering If your mule is going to make a misstep and launch you over a cliff that Is full 2,000 feet high or deep, Just as you may prefer to call It, the guide, no matter which one of a dozen he is, invariably turns in his saddle and asks the members of the party behind him, Individually and collectively: "Why is the Grand Canon like the hands?" No one knows. Thereupon the guide answers: "Because tourists (two wrists) support It." Thereupon the visitor is expected to laugh uproariously, if he plays his part properly. Even the mules stop when this conundrum is put, and when the guide gives the answer they invariably place their front feet upon the very edge of the precipice and heehaw, heehaw, heehaw until the traveler takes the hint and joins all the rest of the donkeys in the merriment. When you go down In the Grand Canon It Is well to keep the guide in good humor. One of the many creeks running down Into the Grand Canon is called Bright Angel Creek. There are many legends connected with the name of this stream. One of them, not commonly known, Is that It was named by a party of prospectors who had become lost In the canon. They had gone down into the broad reach of table land, half way down the great chasm, and could not find their way either up or down. Their provisions and water gave out Finally one of the party became almost Insane. He kept crying for water and continually urged those who were carrying him to press on. At last they came to a point around which It seemed Impossible to clamber. The sick man suddenly said he saw a vision. It was that of a bright angel who motioned the party on. The others simply regarded this as the raving of a crazy man. He was so Insistent, however, that they made another effort to round the point. Finally, all succeeded In rounding what was thought to be an Impassable obstacle and there, within a few feet of them, was a beautiful creek. Their lives were saved, and they named it forthwith Bright Angel Creek. This Is a pretty story, in striking contrast to those of the guides, although there Is probably no more truth In It than In some of Hance's yarns. The traveler will find that there is a heap more than an enormous chasm in the earth at the Grand Canon. Jack Tar's Spree. In the Sailors' home In Brooklyn navy boys deposit for safe keeping in the course of a year many thiu.-vinds of dollars. Some time ago one of them after being paid off at the end of his enlistment had $700, which he deposited with the superintendent of the home?all but $50, with which he intended to have a good time. Along toward midnight he rit'irwl in a hilarious condition and asked for $50 more. The superintendent handed him two one dollar bills, and the sailor went off apparently satisfied. The following morning he dropped In and requested the superintendent to give him the balance of his money, as he was going home. The superintendent offered him $648. "No," said the sailor; "I am not that kind of a chap. I don't want to cheat you out of $48. I drew $60 from you last night, and you've paid me $48 too much." "You're mistaken," said the superintendent. "When you" came the second time I gave you only $2, and this is the balance due you." "All right, governor," replied the Jack tar. "But, would you believe it, I had just as much fun on that $2 as if it had been $50?"?New York Press. Piedmont Mineral Springs Water We have just received a fresh shipment in half gallon, Ave and ten gal Ion lots. PRICE, 15 cents in Half-Gallons; 25 cents per gallon in five gallon demijohns. YORK DRUG STORE, J. B. BOWSN, PROP., Yorkville, S. C. professional awards. W. W. LEWIS, ATTORNEY AT LAW. Practices in the State and United States courts, and gives prompt attention to all business. Lends money on approved security. Office No. 5, Law Range, Yorkville, S. C. THOS. F. McOOW ATTORNEY AT LAW. I Practices in the courts of the State and United States. Lends money on approved security. Office No. 4, Law Range, Yorkville, : S. C. J. C. WILBORN, ATTORNEY-AT-LAW, Yorkville, S. C. Prompt attention to all business. A. Y. CART WRIGHT, SURGEON DENTIST, YORKVILLE, S. C. JKSSjfe OFFICE HOURS: 9 am. to i pm.; a p m. to 5 pro. Office in upstairs rooms of Cart wngni DUIiaing nexi iu me raugn hotel burnt lot. 1 J. 8. BKICE, ATTORNEY AT LAW, ' ] Office Opposite Court House. j Prompt attention to all legal business ' of whatever nature. GEO. W. S IIAKT, ATTORNEY AT LAW, i YDRKVILLE, S. C. \ ? LAW RANGE 'Phone Office No. jS * ' 1 0. E. Finley. Marion B. Jennings. FINLEY & JENNINGS, ] ATTORNEYS AT LAW, Office in Wilson Building, opposite < Court House. Telephone No. 126. I f Conviction F When buying loose coffee 01 I to here in his bin, how do ' I getting? Some queer stories I could be told, if the people wl I speak out Could any amount of mere I housekeepers to use ? i Lion < the leader of all paclca of a century, if they had not fount Purity, Strength, Fla Tkl* nnlw wwm ?C LION C en to* dM ealjr to totoereat merit, to mm itrmfv proof od merit tka If the verdict of mUUON HOUSEKEEPERS does not con yon of the merits of LION 01 ft costs yon bat n trifle to 1 package. It Is the easiest w convince yourself, and to i yon a PERMANENT PURCHASI LION oomi la told only to 1 lb. aealad w and reachea too aa para aad claan aa when ft factory. LtoD-haad on arary package. Sera thaaa Lloo-haada for valuable pramhima SOLD BY GROCER EVERYWHERE vhThThThmThVhVhmvhThnrmi I Southern ? Popular Day r Li TUESDAY, ? T( I CHARL * From Gastonia, Blacksburg i I Rock Hill and Cam { GREATEST SEASHORE I I FOLLOWING LOW RATES Schedule Rates j Lv. Gastonia 6.00a.m. Si uO Lv. Bessemer City... 6.13a.m. ^.100 Lv. King's Mountain 6.25a.m. 3.00 Lv. Grover 6.45a.m. 3.00 Lv. Blacksburg .... 7.00a.m. 3.00 Lv. Smyrna 7.25a.m. 3.00 Lv. Hickory Grove .. ..35a.m. 2.75 L.V. Sharon .......... 7.46a.m. z./o Lv. Yorkvllle 8.00a.m. 2.50 Lv. Tlrzah 8.10a.m. 2.50 Lv. Rock Hill 8.35a.m. 2.50 Lv. Catawba June... 8.55a.m. 2.50 Lv. Lancaster 9.40a.m. 2.50 Lv. Heath Springs ..10.10a.m. 2.00 Lv. Kershaw 10.35a.m. 2.00 Lv. Westvllle 10.60a.m. 2.00 Lv. Camden 11.20a.m. 1.75 t Tickets sold for Special Ti -Southern Railway train up tc 3 trains, July 37th, 1905. ? For tickets and full inform 5 Agent Southern Railway, bet ton, or g R. W.vHUNT, f Division Passenger Aglent, Charleston, S. C. x BROOKS] ? Assistant General *A?AftA*A*AKAKA>tAttAau.itA?Aat&A S. M. McNEEL, Pnu. THE LOAN AND ? looked after. careful and b stant aim to W. P. HA SOUTHERN RAILWAY SCHEDULES. Schedule Effective Nov. 6, 1004. WESTBOUND TRAINS. No. 135, Daily?Rock Hill, 3. C., to Marion, N. . C.?First Class. Lv. Rock Hill 6.00 a.m. Lv. Tlrzah 6.19 a.m. Lv. Yorkvllle .- 6.30 u.m. Lv. Sharon 6.46 a.m. Lv. Hickory Grove 7.00 a.m. Lv. Smyrna 7.15 a.m. Ar. Blacksburg 7.40 a.m. Lv. Blacksburg 8.10 a.m. Ar. Marlon 11.00 a.m. No. 113, Daily?Kingville to Blacksburg?First Class: Lv. KlngvlUe 11.00 a.m. Lv. Camden 12.26 p.m. Lv. Lancaster 2.07 p.m. Lv. Chtawba 2.37 p.m. Lv. Rock Hill 3.00 p.m. Lv. Tlrzah 3.17 p.m. Lv. Yorkvllle 3.29 p.m. Lv. Sharon 3.45 p.m. Lv. Hickory Grove 3.57 p.m. Lv. Smyrna 4.10 p.m. ( Ar. Blacksburg 4.35 p.m. No. 167, Daily except 8unday, Rock I Hill, a. C., to Marion, N. C.?Third Class. Lv. Rock Hill 10.00 a.m. Lv. Yorkville 11.00 a.m. Lv. Blacksburg 2.30 p.m. Ar. Marion 8.00 p.m. ^ EASTBOUND TRAINS. No. 114, Daily?Blacksburg to Kingville?First Li..*s: Lv. Blacksburg 7.40 a.m. Lv. Smyrna 8.02 a.m. Lv. Hickory Grove 8.14 a.m. Lv. Sharon 8.26 a.m. Lv. Yorkville 8.41 a.m. Lv. Tirzah 8.52 a.m. Lv. Rock Hill 9.30 a.m. Lv. Catawba 9.50 a.m. Lv. Lancaster 10.25 a.m. Ar. Camden 11.45 a.m. Lv. Camden 1.45 p.m. Ar. Klngvllle 3.15 p.m. No. 136, Daily?Marion, N. C., to Rock Hill, 8. C?First Class: Lv. Marlon 5.25 p.m. J Lv. Blacksburg 8.45 p.m. j Lv. Smyrna 9.10 p.m. i Lv. Hickory Grove 9.23 p m. , Lv. Shaion 9.38 p.m. # Lv. Yorkville 9.64 p.m. Lv. Tirzah 10.10 p.m. Ar. Rock Hill 10.30 p.m. No. 166, Daily, except Sunday?Marion, t N. C., to Rock Hill, S. C.?Third , Class: Lv. Marlon 9.00 a.m. ' Lv. Blacksburg 2.50 p.m. Lv. Yorkville 6.10 p.m. J \r. Rock Hill 6.00 p.m. | For further information address: t BROOKS MORGAN. Asst. Gen. Pasa. I Agent. Atlanta, Ga., or s El. W. HUNT, Div. Passenger Agent, s Charleston. S. C. 1 I TO" The Enquirer office is prepared to ?xecute your orders for High Grade r Printing. Your orders are solicited. \ oflows Trial 1 you know what you aro about coffee that is sold in bulk, Ho handle it (grocers), cared to talk hare persuaded millions of I Coffee, I ge coffees for orer a quarter lit superior to all other brands in vor and Uniformity? r^TOTi?TOT*T*y*y*y*TimmiT* * Railway ] ight Excursion I JULY 25 3 ESTON :j tnd Intermediate Points, via 3 den to Charleston. ? 3 EXCURSION EVER RUN; J I AND FAST SCHEDULE: 3 Schedule Rates Lv. Boyklns 11.40a.m. 1.75 Lv. Hagoods 11.56a.m. 1.76 Lv. Clarefaont 12.09p.m. 1.76 Lv. Kingvllle .-12.60p.m. 1.7S Lv. Port MoUe . ...^ 1.15p.m. 1.60 Lv. St. Matthews ...*1.28p.m. 1.60 \ Lv. Orangeburg .... 1.60p.m. 1.60 Lv. Rowesvllle ..... 2.08p.m." 1.60 * 9 9An m 1 9K UV. QiailVilTUIC W|TI*?I - ? Lv. Reevesvllle .... 2.35p.m. 1.26 Lv. St. George's .... 2.46p.m. 1.26 Lv. Prognalls 2.66p.m. 1.26 Lv. Dorchester ..... 3.03p.m. 1.00 Lv. Rldgevllle 3.11p.m. 1.00 Lv. Jedburg ....... 3.17p.m. 1.00 Lv. Suvnmervllle .... 3.26p.m. .76 Ar. 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