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fhtmorous ghparimrnt. Filly Equal.?Aunt Mandy is an old colored woman who for years has done washing for several East Orange families. She has had several matrimonial experiences, and when her last husband died one of her customers attempted to condole with her. "I was very sorry to hear of your husband's death, Aunt Mandy," she said. "Ya'as. . ma'am." said Aunt Mandy. "He was a pow'ful good man." "What did he die of?" "Ah. really don't know, ma'am." "You don't know! Gracious! Couldn't the doctor ten you r "Ah didn't have no doctah, ma'am," said Uunt Mandy. "He jes done died a natch'ral death." It wasn't long, however, before Aunt Mandy had another husband. "I hear you are married again," remarked her patron one day. "Ya'as, ma'am," giggled Aunt Mandy. "Ah was done married las' Sunday." "And is your new husband equal to the last?' "Ya'as, indeedy, ma'am," said Aunt Mandy. "He's jes as equal if not equaler."?New York Times. Ax Overvaluation.?John K. Lloyd, the noted life-saver of Long Branch, related some of his life-saving experiences at a complimentary dinner. "I have had dealings with very generous men," said the veteran hero, and I have had dealings with very mean men. "Once, on a January day in Philadelphia, a man who was recovering from a debauch fell from one of the Delaware piers into the cold, wet river. "Slipping off my overcoat, I plunged in after him. I fished him up from the bottom. He was unconscious, but I managed to get him to a big, cold cake of ice. and on this cake of ice I sup ported the pair or us 1111 neip arnvw. "Well, I had saved the man's life, and he said he was grateful. " 'Here, young fellow,' said he; 'here's a half dollar. You saved my life and you must be chilled through. Go and get yourself a pint of whisky.' "But I handed him a quarter back. " 'No, no,' I said, 'a half pint's your price. You've overvalued yourself.'" ?Washington Star. The Margin of Profit.?"There was a general storekeeper," said a financier. "who was forced to the wall by hard times and resolved to make an assignment. He figured out that he would be able to pay 40 cents on the dollar. Well, a certain wholesaler that he had dealt pretty heavily with heard of his plight and came posthaste to see him. "'What!' the wholesaler shouted. 'Going to make an assignment! Pay only 40 cents on the dollar! A pretty state of things this is!* " 'Calm yourself, Mr. Wholesaler,' said the general storekeeper. 'It is true I am going to assign. These hard times have played the very- deuce with me. And it's true I'm going to pay only 40 cents on the dollar. But all your goods, it happens, are intact. Not a case has been opened, and they shall be returned to you at once.' "'What!' shouted the wholesaler, angrier than ever. 'Return my goods! Not on your life! I insist on my lawful 40 per cent, the same as the other creditors.' "?Washington Star. The Body Sellers.?Mayor Speer of Denver was talking the other day about a pair of political tricksters. "They gave themselves away," he said. "Don't tricksters always give themselves away? It reminds me of the two men who wanted to sell their corpses for dissection. "These two men, miserably clad, called on the dean of a medical college in New York. " 'We are both on the verge of starvation, sir,' the spokesman said. 'We are well on in years, and it is clear that we haven't much longer to live. Would you care to purchase our bodies for your dissecting room?' "The dean hesitated. " 'It is an odd proposition,' he muttered. " 'But it is occasionally done,' said me spoKesman in an eager vuiue. " 'Well,' said the dean, 'we might arrange it. What price do you ask?' " 'Over in Philadelphia,' said the spokesman, 'they gave us $40.'"? Washington Star. Mr. Rockefeller's Meal.?"I have just read a story of an economical farmer that Mr. Rockefeller, Jr., had been telling to his Sunday school class," said Higgins. "He says there is a farmer out near Cleveland who makes a fad of economy. Every time he drives into town he carries a hen with him tied to the seat of his buggy. A friend who rode out with him one day was curious to learn the use of that hen, so he watched carefully and found out. When at noon the farmer lunched under a tree he gave his mare a feed from a nose bag. and the hen, placed on the ground, ate all that the horse spilled from the bag, so that there was no waste at all." ctnrv ** q? M Wip'p'inf? "nrwl true, too, I know that old farmer. Mr. Rockefeller didn't say where he got his lunch, did he?" "No." said Higgins. "The story stops there." "It was the egg the hen laid under the buggyseat on the way out," said Wiggins.?Harper's Weekly. Wait For a Raisk.?Augustus Marmad uke Uppische had by inadvertence been elected a member of the local club, but somehow he did not seem to "catch on." as it were, witn nis ieuow members. In many ways they strove to make him understand his unpopularity, and one evening he rushed furiously up to a member of the committee. "Look here!" he said. "I've been insulted in this club! A man offered me a hundred pounds if I'd resign my membership. I must do something What would you advise me to do?" The committeeman considered a while before replying. "I'd advise you to hang on for a day or two longer. You'll get a better price then."?Pearson's weekly. A Definition.?An ingenious and amusing answer was recently given by a student in the natural philosophy class at Princeton university. An instructor gave the question. "Define transparent, translucent and opaque." "I cannot, professor," answered the student, "precisely define those terms, but I can indicate their meaning1 in this way: The windows of this room were once transparent, they are now translucent, and if not cleaned very soon they will be opaque."?Llppincott's. ittiscrltiuuous grading. WITH NEIGHBORING EXCHANGES. News and Comment Gleaned From Within and About the County. CHESTER. Lantern, September 4: Miss Rebecca Flannagan of Bethel, York county, passed through Wednesday on her way to Blairs to visit a friend Mrs. P. G. McCorkle has gone to Richmond, Va., for treatment. She was accompanied by her sister, Miss Ora Lemmond of Rock Hill... .Misses Maggie, Ella and Wilma White have returned from a most delightful visit of several weeks to relatives at Blairsvllle, in York county Mrs. J. S. Jones of Yorkville, who has been spending a while with her mother, Mrs. J. D. McConnell, has returned to her home. Her son, Master William Jones, who has been visiting Master Russell McConnell, went to McConnellsvllle Wednesday to accompany her home...... Mr. J. M. Higgins died Tuesday evening. September 1. at his home at Stover. after an illness extending over two years with some dropsical trouble. For six months he has been growing worse and for nearly three weeks he has been! unconscious the greater part of the time and death came as a relief. He was a good farmer and citizen and will be missed in his neighborhood. He was a Confederate veteran, but we have been unable to learn his company and regiment. He is survived by his wife, who was Miss Sallie Gladden, daughter of the late Mr. T. L. Gladden of Stover, and seven children: Mrs. J. D. Bankhead and Mr. T. W. Higgins of this city; Mrs. J. A. McCrorey of Asa; Messrs. John and James Lee and Misses Mamie and Docia Higgins, who are at home. He is also survived by one brother and one sister, Mr. Geo. Higgins of Camden, and Mrs. J. C. Mackorell of Winnsboro. both of whom were with him when the end came. He was 60 years old last April. The funeral service was at Hebron church at 4 o'clock Wednesday afternoon, conducted by Rev. C. G. Brown, and the burial was in the cemetery there. GASTON. Gastonia Gazette, September 4: A 2-year-old child of Mr. Van Dover died Wednesday morning at their home at the Loray. Funeral services were held vesterday morning by Rev. A. S. An derson and the body was taken through the country to Grover for burial During the recent heavy rains the 100-pair cable of the Piedmont Telephone and Telegraph company on Main avenue sprung a leak, and as a consequence some 200 phones were put out of business. Manager Babington has a force of hands repairing the cable and says that within the next two or three days the trouble will be remedied. In the meantime he hopes that all the subscribers affected by this accident will be as patient as possible as he is exhausting every means in his power to get the cable in shape as quickly 1 ~ rpuj? O tm nf. as pussiuitr. a ins tauic was put up ?iter the heavy sleet storms of last February and was supposed to be absolutely air and water tight, but the boxes were not able to withstand the constant rains of several days Miss Mary Ann Hanna died yesterday morning at the home of her brother, Mr. Harvey Hanna, near town. Death resulted from Bright's disease after an illness of about two months. Deceased is survived by two brothers, Messrs. Harvey and Mac Hanna, and two sisters, Miss Maggie Hanna and Mrs. Frank Spencer. She was a native of Gaston county and was in the 51st year of her age. She had for many years been a member of the Gastonia Associate Reformed Presbyterian church, and the funeral was held at that church this morning at 10 o'clock. Rev. Dr. J. C. Galloway, the pastor, conducting the services. Interment followed in Oakwood cemetery. The pall-bearers were: J. P. Reid, John Lindsay. S. N. Boyce, E. F. Wilson, J. W. Kirkpatrick and Mac Wilson. Miss Hanna had many friends who will be pained to hear of her death. THE LATEST "WIZARD." Has Secrets Which Not Even the Government Can Share. The first "wizard" we had in New Jersey was Leo Daft, builder of an electric car that drove all other electric cars into innocuous desuetude. The second wizard was Tom Edison, whose electric lights now illuminate the world. And now, says the New York Press, just as Edison is retiring from the commercial field of invention, in which he has amassed a large fortune, looms wizard No. 3?a youngish man in Greenville, a deep-eyed German of some 40 years, medium height, spare (as a wizard should be), plain, modest, silent and a master of detail. His name is Oscar Wiederhold. The world does not know him as yet, but it will soon. The other day I found Wiederhold In the basement of his factory working at a lathe. There were all kinds of lathes and drills and planes and presses and saws and other power machines surrounding him in this mechanical laboratory. "What are you doing?" I ventured. "Oh, just perfecting a universal attachment for all lights. Such an adjustment is needed to standardize cluster burners, arc burners and all inverted gas mantles. We have to keep a little ah,ead of the times, you know." Wiederhold manufactures lights for the United States government according to secret processes that have been in his family four or five generations. He does not dabble with electricity. "Leave that to Edison," he says. He has a little cast-iron cylinder which he charges with some oxygen compound. This will produce a light of 1,600 candlepower for 48 hours, and will be used on all government automobiles in time of war. His lights for the lighthouses along our coasts are of | such power that I might be called a nature latter to mention mem. liut not ewn the government is allowed to have the Weiderhold secrets. "Everything in connection with our family secret is locked in a safe deposit vault in New York," said the inventor. "I am the last surviving son. When I die the secret will descend to my oldest son. as it has descended to [ me. At present he is in utter ignorance of its nature, because I vowed never to repeat it to any one during my life. It must descend to my heir. It involves the dipping and bleaching of mantles. We manufacture these of bleached and unbleached cotton, manipulate them in our own peculiar way, and dispose of them." in the course of a month a caterpillar will eat food weighing 6.000 times the weight of its body. f"' Supersensitive persons have light hair. '.v Watchmakers' oil is from the jawbone of the porpoise. STORIES OF THE SEA. Reminiscent Fellow Passengers Grow Interesting. "What is your idea of pleasure?" the man with the world-weary look in his eyes asked. His companion chewed reflectively on the butt of his half-burned cigar. His appearance indicated that he was not of the class who have pennies to drop in all possible slots. "I have often thought." he said, with a wistful intonation, "that if a person had leisure and sufficient money he could best employ it. so far as pure enjoyment goes, in the purchase or charter of some fine yacht, and with a congenial party of friends spend his time cruising from one place to another." That view of pleasure is probably held by a great number?held by many ^ * V-?r* roo 1 \ 701\r\r% la iinnhtninfl ble. It probably would not be more difficult to secure the yacht than for one in search of enjoyment of this kind to collect a party of friends who would be wholly congenial on an extended trip. This account of an extemporaneous gathering, which trooped on board a liner?theirs for the nonce as much so as any chartered pleasure craft? and which found in each other's company a congeniality which a round trip to a far away southern port did not wear out, seems deserving of special mention. Journeying For the Joy of It. The vessel was the Creole, the big new turbine that has been entered in the coastwise trade, and she was making a voyage to New Orleans with a complement of travelers who were making the round trip mainly for the joy of it?the going from bleak winter of the north to the orange blossoms and magnolia blooms of the warm southland, the sea journey there and back, the spray, the sea gulls, the flying fish flickering from the bow, the porpoises wheeling their shiny bodies through the blue, the change from sleet and snow to airs "milk-warm with breath of spice and bloom," and the recurrence of bracing north winds when the vessel snored her way up the coast on her homeward journey. There were many in the party which set out on this journey a few weeks ago, and which trooped down the gangplank of the Creole one day last week. The passenger list included many of recognized ability as raconteurs, and where one left off another took on. Among them was an admiral who had valiantly fought his ship at Manila, another wearer of the navy blue who had survived the Maine disaster; one other to whom the Arctic held no se4a TirVinrA CnilfVi CIC15, JCI ailUlllCl IU U1IUIII uic uwuvu Sea Islands had revealed their charms. One knew every one worth knowing In the literary* world; another had a bowing acquaintance with many in the newspaper profession. One was an engineer, practical as one of his own blue prints; another was a dreamer, who forgetting the dinner bell, had large ideas for the betterment of mankind. There were some who had taken the trip for health, some through mere curiosity as to what a transition from winter to summer and back to winter again would be, some just for the joy of being care-free throughout two kaleidoscopic weeks. Disconnecting the wireless, they unwound the clock and proceeded to enjoy life, careless of foolish stock markets, forgetful of panics, unconcerned over politics, and not caring: a whit what congress did or left undone. The Anecdotal Stage. What for lack of a better name might be termed the anecdotal stage was reached almost before the deep sea swell was under foot. "This reminds me," said the naval militiaman, as he leaned over the rail and contemplated the horizon, "this reminds me of the time when a friend of mine who was a deckhand on the Yankee. the old El Norte of this line, which the government subsidized at the time of the Spanish-American war, was steaming out of this port bound for Cuba. You may recollect that she was manned by the naval militia of New York. I don't know whether you know any of the bunch or not, however. This Yankee was on her way to the scene of festivities, regmlar navy officers in command, and the rest all navy militia, when the quartermaster reports a sail off the port beam. 'What is she like?' the officer of the deck asks. 'Looks like a steam yacht, sir,' the quartermaster says; 'can't make out her name, sir.' "My friend the deckhand stops polishing the brass rail he is at work on for a minute, shades his eyes to take a good look at the vessel, and then asks the officer of the deck to let him take a look at her through the glass. The officer, somewhat amused by the cheek of the deckhand, passes to him his binoculars. " 'That's the so and so,' says my deckhand friend as he hands the glasses back. 'How do you know what she is?' asks the officer man, somewhat abrupt. 'I own her, sir,' says my deckhand friend, as he resumes polishing his rail." "The further that little war recedes," observed the ex-navy officer who had been one of the listeners, 'the more interesting appear some of its unrecorded episodes. There was one I witnessed off Havana, and which so far as I know has never appeared in print. The story is about Captain 'Nat' Usher. the officer who is now in command of the armored cruiser St. Louis. During the war he was in command of the torpedoboat Ericsson. When the fleet was blockading Havana the torpedoboats that were attached to the blockading force were sent in every night to lie close to the harbor entrance, and see to it that none of the Spanish vessels ventured out. Close Under Morro. "The Ericsson was on this duty one black April night, and was wallowing unseen within pistol shot of Havana's Morro Castle, when a powerful search light, and one which had just Been installed. suddenly shone like a sun from that ancient fortress. So close under the Morro was the torpedoboat that the searchlight's wheeling' ray just missed her funnels. It went seaward, to illumine one after another the grim battleships and cruisers that were keeping vigil over the port. Unseen and hushed, the Ericsson rolled her bottle-green hull in the tide that washed within biscuit throw of light and castle. So near was the vessel to the fort that the voices of the Spanish garrison could easily be heard. It was at this critical moment when the light was lancing the blackness in every direction except the small spot where the quiet Ericsson rode that the Japanese steward must needs fall overboard. The boat was rolling heavily, and in his slipping, sliding tumble overside, he fell afoul of the whistle cord and plumped into the water with a round turn of the cord fast to one foot. There was a guttering rush of steam from the whistle, and a banshee shriek as it cleared Its throat to the kicking of the cord-entangled Jap. Expecting every Instant to be blown out of water, the crew yanked the steward back on board, and concluding that the Ericsson had advertised her presence too well to serve any further use in that locality, Usher signaled to the engine room 'full speed ahead,' and as the vessel leaped forward to her brace of whirling screws, two tongues of flame shot from her twin smokestacks, her engineer having started the blowers, with the result that bright flame carhe licking out of each funnel. A yell through the speaking tube and the blowers were shut off and the rushing boat was again in darkness. With the eclipse, the Spaniards recovered from their astonishment, and where the Ericsson's lights had disappeared the searchlight turned its glaring eye. Before it could discover the craft there was a vivid flash from one of the dark shapes seaward, and a shell that came whizzing down the lane of light carried a message that the Spaniards understood. It was, 'Put. out that light or we will put it out for you.' They put it out." Jumping a Chain. "I, too, know Usher," said another member of the group, "but I doubt if many know that this same Usher had wanted to take the Ericsson into Havana harbor and run a torpedo at the Spanish cruiser Alfonso XII, which was anchored there. He had discovered that a chain cable had been stretched across the narrow entrance to the harbor and had evolved an Ingenious plan for overcoming: the difficulty. It was in brief, to jump it His scheme was to place a stout spar under the forefoot of his vessel, lap it at an angle of about 45 degrees, securely lash it in that position, choose some dark night and drive full tilt at the obstruction. He believed that the speed of the Ericsson, together with the aid of the spar, slanting under the bow, would lift the vessel over the chain, much in the same manner as a fast running sleigh might clear a 'thank ye. ma'am.' "There was another contingency that had to be considered, a chance that the propellers would foul the chain and nrevent the boat completely clearing It, in which case it would have been helpless as an enmeshed fish. To prevent this Usher suggested that screws made of metal brittle enough to break on contact be substituted for the bronze propellers which the Ericsson carried. "Sampson heard the proposal and would have none of It. It was not worth It. he said, to risk nn efficient torpedoboat and a dozen good American lives In an effort to destroy a vessel comparatively worthless. But he remembered the wish of his enterprising subordinate, and on the afternoon before Cervera made his hopeless dash he caused a signal to be made for the commanding officer of the Ericsson to report on board the flagship. The vessel promptly scrampered alongside. There is no dignity in a torpedoboat. Usher's Bold Play. " 'I think that I will have to send you into the harbor,' the admiral said to Usher, 'to see what you can do with those Spanish ships.'" " 'Delighted to try, sir,' said Usher, 'but I must inform you that they have now stretched a double row of steel hawsers across the channel these running from shore to shore, the masts of the Merrimac beinjr used as a mid stream anchorage.' "Then Usher further explained how he had that morning held the Ericsson off the Morro until broad daylight, the Iowa standing in to protect her little consort, while Captain Evans of the battleship, wondered what it was that was keeping the torpedoboat within close pistol shot of the enemy after daylight had disclosed her presence. Rut what Usher saw by the broadening light well repaid him. By the aid of glasses he made out a double line of steel hawsers, while a double row of floating spars denoted that the heavy cables had been buoyed at the point where they spanned the channel. 'While my boat might jump the first cable,' Usher explained, 'I can think of no way by which the second can be cleared, seeing that they are placed so far apart that the first will so much check a torpedoboat's headway that it cannot clear the second.' " 'But I have this suggestion to make, admiral,' he added. 'Grant me permission to take one of my torpedoes, buoy it with a spar, and when the tide serves tonight, swim in with it. I will find a way of getting the torpedo over the cables, and helped by the tide, can swim with it close to one of the Spanish ships?say within two or three hundred yards. Then point the torpedo straight, cut it adrift from the spar, spring the tripper and there will be CrvnnioVi nfn loAr looo ' " 'I will think that over,' the admiral said, 'and may let you try it tomorrow night.' "But before the next night shut in Cervera's fleet had been destroyed." In the North With Peary. The good ship churned her way past Hatteras and into the warm waters of the gulf stream. The voyagers discarded overcoats and wraps and lolled about the deck in steamer chairs. The wind, a following one, blew fresh and made the bright expanse of waters a meadow of which the little foaming whitecaps were the flowers, "This," said the traveler, "reminds me of the Arctic, because it Is so different," he added hastily. Apparently he had some reminiscence on his mind. The group surrounding him demanded that he give it up. "I was." said the traveler, "a newspaper correspondent attached to the first expedition which Peary led to the Arctic in 1892. "We were on the sealing brig Kite, a little bit of a tub that smelled strongly of biubber and codfish. The experition consisted of a number of Philadelphia scientists, who spent their time catching insects and writing lies for scientific papers. We had penetrated the wilds of North Greenland, and there found prehistoric man. who had never before seen a white man, waiting to sell celluloid walrus tusks to the unwary. "Part of our duty, had been to collect specimens of anything strange that we saw. We needed in our business at least a dozen Eskimos for the morgue department of the Smithsonian insti tute and the Philadelphia Academy or Natural Sciences. These we acquired in an Eskimo cemetery at dead of night. The prove robbers, whose names I refuse to state, crept ashore when all was still having heard that the natives would harpoon any one whom they detected violating the graves of their ancestors. It was not until a dozen corpses had been acquired that we learned that any Eskimo would dig up his grandmother and dispose of her to a scientist for a couple of needles. "The dozen dead Eskimos did not < take up very much room. As I had one of the largest staterooms aboard, they were carefully packed In sacks and stowed around my quarters. "One evening we were off Cape Farewell. It was 8 o'clock, the sun was below the horizon and the light was dim. There was a clammy, chilly, shivery feeling about everything. "The deck was deserted, save for the man at the wheel, a sturdy, powerful Newfoundlander. The scientists and the rest were below eating. When they were through with their meal they returned to the deck and found the helmsman white with terror, his eyes fixed and staring across the starboard bow. It was an awful story that he told. As soon as the darkness settled down, a short, squat Eskimo In a kayak, or native canoe, paddled alongside and hailed the ship in an unknown tongue. The sailor stuck to his post and said nothing. The Eskimo uttered an angry exclamation, stood up in his craft and managed to make fast with a harpoon line of walrus thong. "Then he climbed aboard, making no noise as he vaulted over the taffrall and his feet fell upon the deck. The helmsman was horror-stricken, knowing that he was in the presence of something from another world. Silently the presence glided below. It was gone 13 minutes; then It returned to the deck, followed In single file by the figures of six Eskimos In tattered skins and half-decayed shoes. Loyal to Their Chief. "As the solemn man stood upon the deck a white fog enveloped the ship. A few beams of moonlight filtering through the mist fell upon the leader, the man who had boarded the Kite from his canoe. Gravely and sadly the six men climbed over the rail and boarded the kayak. The sailor, his eyes bulging out, was on the point of fainting with terror, but he managed to see the thing through. The Eskimos crowded in the boat, cast off the line; then all turned and looked mournfully at the ship. Presently they were lost to sight in the fog. "The explanation of tlie sailor was that among the stolen bodies were those of some chief and his retainers. The Eskimo spirits would not suffer their bodies to be removed from their native Greenland, and as the Kite was leaving the continent behind they boarded the ship and removed them. The story made a great sensation aboard. At first, overcome with superstition, the scientific men believed It, but on the following morning feeling more normal, they laughed at the notion. However, I noticed that I had more room in my cabin than I had before. I overhauled my effects and found six of t*e bodies gone. We never recovered them, never found any traces of them." , The flow of reminiscence and anecdote was interrupted at this point of the written narrative by the Sunday editor, who made some feeling reference to space limitations.?Philadelphia Ledger. WILL MAKE OZONE. Interesting Experiments to Be Carried On In Pittsburg. A plant for the manufacture of ozone has been built at the Homeopathic hospital, says a Pittsburg dispatch to the New York Press, and pathologists who are making experiments may be able to tell the world that water can be absolutely purified. The result of the experiments is likely to prove of great value, enabling cities everywhere to furnish a water supply from which all organic matter has been removed. The plant was erected at a cost exceeding $10,000. The Idea is the creation of Prof. Girard of Belgium, who also has been making experiments. There is only one other plant of the kind In the world, that one being in Holland. The ozone, which is manufactured on a scientific basis, is expected not only to kill organic matter in water, but to destroy bacteria of every kind. Work on the plant was begun about four months ago and has been finished for two weeks. Ozone is made by electrolysis, the process decomposing a chemical compound by the passg.ge of an electric current through it. Electrolysis decomposes the air and makes the ozone. This is done first by passing air in its natural state through lime. Its passage through the lime takes all the moisture out of it. The air in its dry state is then forced into a glass tube. There is a tube within a tube. One is used for the dry air and the other for ozoning. and by the time the air reaches the water tanks it has become ozone. Men who have worked about the plant at the hospital and have Inhaled the gaseous substance assert that it has cured a cold in twenty minutes. Many claims are made as to what It will do. At present experiments are being made not only with water drawn from the water pipes of the city, but also with water from sewers. Experiments also are being made with disease perms. It Is known that the tests already made have been sufficiently successful to almost assure that pure water can be secured by treating it with the ozone process. IN NEW ZEALAND. A Place Where There Are Still Some Manifest Drawbacks. "Now that our fleet has visited New Zealand and been so graciously received. and such good accounts have been cabled to the United States about this wonderful land, I venture to predict that you will see the United States flooded with glowing literature about the opportunities of tire man with a small amount of money in that flourishing country," said A. B. Loubier of Indianapolis, to a Washington Herald reporter. "I have been there and I know that New Zealand has the hardest working hunch of press agents of any land in the wide, wide world. Speaking without prejudice to New Zealand and only as an American who would prefer to see every one of his countrymen better himself, I will say that there are no such opportunities in this far-off land as appear in the books and prospectuses. "It is true that everything which the poor man needs is cheap in New Zealand. including farming land, houses, food and clothing. The man with a very little capital can set himself up, but there he is with no possible chance of reaching a market for the sale of his products. A factory Is Isolated from ii" wmi-1.1 THp railroads are miserablv mannered. No effort is made to expand them, and most of the transportation is by water. This is of necessity very slow, and iife In New Zealand is far less attractive than pictured by nimble-wltted adjective artists." X'r Persian newspapers are reproduced from handwriting' by lithography, no types being used. ATONED FOR HIS PAST. Race Track Tout Who Gave to Make Others Happy. Joseph Reynolds, one of the early pioneers of Des Moines and the man who had fed hundreds and made thousands of poor families happy, Is dead at his little home on the Indlanola road, says the Des Moines Reporter and Leader. Because of his broad charity for others throughout the past 20 years "Uncle Joe" Reynolds, as he was lovingly called by his beneficiaries, died In rtirpst nnvprtv FVir mnnths thp on- ( ly aid that he had received has come from charitable organizations. Years before any religious organization took up the work "Uncle Joe" delighted to feed hundreds at Christmas time at his expense. These free dinners were enjoyed by the poor of the city. He kept a small restaurant on East Walnut street, where cleanliness and godliness were synonymous. When the north winds would play tag with the rags of a newsboy, "Uncle Joe" would leave his warm fireside and go out In to the cold to look for these little wayfarers. So long as he had a home the last crust of bread was shared with some friendless waif. He was known to have fed 100 newsboys at a time, so great was his sympathy for suffering childhood. Free as the air was his hospitality, but there was one requirement, and that no profane oath could ever be ut tered within his walls. His little store stood out against the background of its unsightly surroundings by a flagrant sign, "Please do not swear. My Lord is my Judge." This and other scriptural signs were hung profusely on the restaurant walls. Deeply religious, all that "Uncle Joe" asked of his free patrons was that they respect his religious principles. There were early years of his life when he was the "stool pigeon" of the race tracks. His kindly bearing and bland and sympathetic manner won to him easily the unwary bettors. He made money rapidly at the race track by his method of duping the unsophisticated race track plungers. But a conversion to the Christian religion brought about years of retribution. The money made on the race track, it is said, went back to the people in charitable deeds. GfcHMAiNY'S fcNU. An Old Prophecy Gives the Empire Only Five Years More. Five years more and the German empire will come to an end. So at least says a prophecy made in the thirteenth century by a monk named Hermann, who lived in :he monastery of Lehnln, in Brandenburg1, where he wrote a work in Latin concerning the future destiny of Germany for many centuries. The work is styled the "Vatlcinium Lehninense," and it is in verses after the manner of the sibylline KAAItq The monk seems to have foretold the defeat at Jena and the constitution of the Germanic confederation In 1815. Unfortunately the prophetic Hermann foretells In plain language the down- | fall of the Hohenzollern dynasty, and William II. Is destined to be the last of his race to sit on the Imperial throne. ' The verses that foretell this are. ( "Verse 93. Tandem sceptra gerlt qui | stemmatls ultlmus erlt. . "Verse 94, Israel lnfandum sectus audet morte plandum." I (At last the scepter Is In the hands | nf him who will be the last of the roy- , al race. Israel attempts an execrable crime that death alone can expiate.) In 1840 William I. king1 of Prussia, consulted a celebrated soothsayer who in answer to his queries told him that he would ascend the throne In 1849, that the German empire would be established In 1871, that he would die in 1888 and that the German empire would come to an end In 1913. The first three prophecies have been fulfilled to the very letter.?New York Sun. WOOD'S SEEDS. J If Bast Qualities obtainable. ) Winter or J Hairy Vetch ! makes not only one of the largest- | yielding and best winter feed and forage crops you can grow, but is also one of the best of soil-improvers, adding more nitrogen to the soil than anyiother winter crop. < Wood's Descriptive Fall Catalogue gives full information about this valuable crop; also [^about all other Farm & Garden Seeds for Fall planting. Catalogue / Ir* mailed free on request. Write / / for it II T. W. WOOD & SONS, J , Seedsmen,. Richmond, Va. REGISTRATION. Office of Board of Supervisors of Registration for York County. j Yorkville, S. C., Aug., 18, 1908. I w ^ T7DOTT A \TT IA fho QPt nf thtt HPfl B M UAOUAil X WW V(l? t*w w? -..w ? JL eral Assembly of South Carolina, , approved the 24th day of February, ' 1908, the Board of Supervisors of Reg-- . istratlon for York county will, during | the month of September, make a round of the townships of York county for the purpose of afl'ording- the people an opportunity to secure Registration Certificates. Under the law, the board is required to spend at least one day in each township. We have, therefore, . arranged our schedule so as to be at | the following places on the dates named: i At Clover on Tuesday, September 1, and Thursday, September 3. At Bethel. (Glenn's Store), on Wed- i nesday, September 2. At McConnellsvlIle, on Friday, September 4. ( At Hickory Grove on Monday, September 7. at Bullock's Creek. (Good's Store), : on Tuesday, September 8. At Fort Mill on Thursday, Friday and . Saturday, September 10, 11 and 12. At Rock Hill on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday, September ) 14. 15, 16 and 17. 1 At Ebenezer, (J. B. Neely's Store), on Friday, September 18. 3 During this round, we will issue new certificates to all applicants presenting ! their old certificates. Old certificates 1 cannot and vill not be questioned by us. All new applicants presenting themselves without old registration certificates or certificates from the clerk of the court, showing that they have been duly registered, will be required to qualify as provided by law. Prerequisites to registration of those who ' have not already been registered, are ability to read and write or evidence of . payment of all past due taxes on >300 worth of property, and ability to subscribe to the constitutional oath. R. M. WALLACE, Chairman, A. M. BLACK. R. T. BEAMCxUARD. S Board of Supervisors of Registration y for York County n j* ak i label, ana you can feel sure of Getting Your I Money's Worth. There is Substantial Worth in I High Art Fabrics. There is Correct Fashion in High Art Styles. There is Lasting Shape in High Art WorkImanship. There is a Guarantee Fit with the High Art Label. There is Money's Worth in I High Art Prices. CADET Ijte jga men, 1Mb Guarai ? GROC Call and see us for Bf Oats, and any and all k Hardware YORKVILLE BAN! A PRESBYTERIAN COLLEGE J OF SOUTH CAROLINA. ' Clinton, 8. C. P Now Buildings. f Good Faculty. ^ Ten oourteo leading to B. A. } Degree. 4 For Catalogue, write the Pree- A ident, ^ i ^ Rev. KUBtm MUMmg, v. w.( ^ frofdssional Cards. A. Y. CART WRIGHT, SURGEON DENTIST, YORKVILLE, S. C. ftSS^k OFFICE HOURS: gam. to i pm,; j p m. to 5 pn* Office upstairs In the Moore build* ing over I. W. Johnson's store. DK. M. W. HHI'I'ti, DENTIST YORKVILLE, S. C. Dpposite Postoffice, Yorkvitle, 8. C. JOHN R. HART ATTORNEY AT LAW No. 3 Law K&nge YORKVILLE, S. C. J. S. BKICE, ATTORNEY AT LAW Office Opposite Court House. Prompt attention to all legal business >.# ?%r V? r? tflifur nuhiro GEO. W. S. HAKT, ATTORNEY AT LAW YORKVILLE, S. C. I Law Range. 'Phone Office No. 58 3. E. Finley. Marion B. Jennings. FINI/EY & JENNINGS. YORKVILLE, S. C. Office in Wilson Building, opposite iourt House. Telephont No. 126. EXECUTOR'S SALE OF REALTY. \. C. Stroup Property to be Sold at Public Auction. ON salesday in October next, immediately after the regular official lales, I will sell, before the Court riouse door at Yorkville, at public aucion, to the highest bidder, the realty, belonging to the estate of the late A. ?. STROUP, deceased, as fallows A tract of 384 acres, bounded by the state line on the north, by L. J. Craw'ord on the east, on the south by Bob rackson and J. M. Stroup, and on the vest by the Dicky old place and Andy VIcCarter. This tract has been cut nto four smaller tracts, and these will >e sold separately as follows. Tract No. 1, containing 100 acres. Tract No. 2, containing 78 acres. Tract No. 3, containing 83 acres. Tnortf XT a A nnn fu inlnc 1 913 o r* rn a J ittVC A1V. -E, VVUlUMUMft Also one lot on York street In the own of Clover, containing one acre. I reserve the right to dispose of this >roperty at private sale before the date , lamed. ( For terms, description or further In- ( ormatlon, apply to me at Clover. W. B. STROUP, Executor. 62 t td. I i 99" It pays to use the Best Quality of i itationery the other fellow judges ou by the quality of your printed I latter. ff Hieh Art Take our showing of High Art Clothing for Fall and Winter. Go through our Large Stock, Pick out any Suit containing the HIGH a nm t a nm ? Clothing ? ,/ strousc jf\y Ema 4 8RO*' HOSE. We have just / Received our i ^ MIL SHIPMiT I of these goods for LADIES 1 and CHILDREN, rith linen heels, oes and knees. iteed to wear | '5 cts.a pair-1 ERIES ? igging and Ties, Seed inds of Groceries and KING & MER. CO. ? Legal Blanks and Forms ASSORTMENT TO BE FOUND AT THE ENQUIRER OFFICE. The following Blanks In approved forms, on good paper stock, may be had at The Enquirer Office: Chattel Mortgage Lien and Mortgage on Crop Promlsory Note Mortgage or iteai restate Title to Real Estate Subpoena Writs Subpoena Tickets. Prices on any of the above in quanity upon application. L. M. GRISTS SONS. Magazine Clubbing Offered. The Charleston News and Courier is offering upon extraordinarily liberal terms several clubs of high-grade monthly magazines. They are positively the greatest money-saving clubbing offers ever put out by any newspaper in South Carolina, and are naturally attracting attention all over the state. All propositions are open for a short time only to new and old subscribers. Write the Magazine Department, The News andv Courier, Charleston, S. C., at once for full particulars and prices. Some of the Magazines represented are: The Outing Magazine, Bohemian Magazine, Human Life, Paris Modes, Spare Moments, Mothers' Magazine, National Home Journal and the Uncle Remus Magazine. Splendid Magazines may be secured very cheaply in connnectlon with' The Weekly News and Courier, as well as The News and Courier and Sunday News. For example, a year's subscription to The Weekly News and Courier and a year subscription to six standard magazines will cost every old and new subscriber only $2.50. W~ Colored Card Board and Blotting Paper in large sheets can be had at The Enquirer office. AT THE BRATTON FARM. Separated Cream, Sweet Milk, Buttermilk, Cream, Butter, Vegetables and Fruits, delivered In Yorkvllle on Tuesdays and Fridays or at the farm at all times. Postal card mailed In the afternoon will receive attention next morning. J. MEEK BURNS, Manager. Jan. 25 f.t *' ?hc \|orki'ilk (gnquiw. 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