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VOICES OF THE BELLS.
Listen to the Christinas bells!
While all the world is praying, aJ.
They are pealing, swelling, telling,
And this is what the bells are saying:
We are the voices of vedas and sagas
We are the tongues of prophet and priest,
We are the lips of the sibilant sleepers
Who dreamed of a star in the purple east
Hard by the gates of the mystical morn
When the Christ was born.
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We are the prayers of the wandering magi
On Syrian deserts all level and lone.
We are^he chorus of Judtean shepherds,
We are the notes that from heaven were blows
Frorp the golden throat of an angel's hort
.) When the Christ was born.
We are the teardrops of grief and of sorrow,
We are the echoes of yesterday's pain,
We are the jubilant voice of tomorrow?
Lo, peace on earth! Let thy good will reign!
So our lips break silence on Christmas mora
When the Christ was born.
^ ?Chicago Times.
SA^TA CLAUS CAME.
IS'7:
"If you please, 6ir"?
"Eh? What now?"
The crusty old gentleman turned suddenly
and sharply and glared from beneath
his shaggy eyebrows at the little figure beside
him. T1!* figure was that of a girl 8
years old perhaps, but small and frail. She
wore an inn; int-us sunbonnet that might
have been made for the wife of the giant
Blunderbore, so out of proportion was it to
? the diminutive wearer, and out of its
v depths peered a thin little faco, with big,
frightened brown eyes. Her clothing was
so clean and neat that one scarcely noticed
how very poor it was, and as she stared up
Into the terrible face above her one of the
little feet wriggled uneasily ill the depths
of the costly rug.
"If you please, sir, mother said to tell
you that she couldn't come up today because
6he's sick."
The childish treble was a little shaken
this time, for the shaggy eyebrows were
very close to her, and they gave the old
gentleman a look that was terrible beyond
belief.
He was in a dreadful temper, this crusty
old gentleman,'and nothing made him
angrier than for poor people to get into his
house. He hated the sight of poverty, and
all his servants had special orders to guard
the doors and the gates and to see that no
moan of woe or want ever reached his
ears. And yet, after all, this little beggar
had slipped past the bolts and bar into
his very study, where his own servants
scarcely dared to enter.
I don't know what dreadful thing might
have happened if it had not been for that
one little word "mother" in the child's
fluttering 6peech. Children so seldom
speak the word nowadays that It gave a
little shock of surprise. Instantly he found
himself looking beyond the child, at an
old, long forgotten scene?a little cabin,
with a white country road winding past it
and an awkward boy going down the road,
stopping at the last curve to wave his
hand to his mother, who stood in the door
watching him go out into the world.
Then he remembered himself and asked
sharply;
"And who is your mother, pray, and
why should she come here?"
"Please, sir," said the quavering little
voice, "mother's the dust woman."
"The what!" ejaculated the old gentleman,
with another dreadful frown.
"She comes up once a week and dusts
the bric-a-brac," explained the child.
"The housekeeper hired her. She says she
doesn't feel equal to it herself, and mother
does It so nicely."
s "Aha!" muttered the old gentleman
with an angry gleam in the eyes under
those fearful brows. "So Mrs. Murray
brings outsiders into the house when my
baok is turned, does she? They're all
alike, a pack of cheats and robbers! I'll
teach ber to violate my confidence and fill
my house with irresponsible people! You
may stay in this room till Mrs. Murray
comes. Do you hear? And then I shall
have a message to send to your mother."
He rang the bell violently and ordered
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LllUli xurs. isxunay uo ouuv iu uuu ao suuij
as she returned. Having made this satisfactory
arrangement, he took up his paper
again and ignored the little figure in the
sunbonnet.
But before he had read a dozen lines
there was a light touch on his arm, and
the brown eyes were looking up into his.
"Please, sir, may I look out of the window
while we're waiting?"
He was so astonished that he could not
reply for a moment, but he did finally give
a scornful grunt of assent.
There was silence in the room for a long
time. Not a clock ticked, for old Mr.
Roberts could not endure the ticking of
clocks. Not a leaf stirred, not a cricket
chirped. The stillness disturbed him at
last, and he looked up. The child was out
on the little balcony, leaning on the stone
balustrade. Her bonnet had fallen off, j
and the sunlight, falling on the mass of j
brown hair, wove it full of gleams of gold.
Another touch on his arm?there she
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of a hand?trembled with some new emotion,
and her eyes shone with a strange !
light.
"It must be nice to live on a hill!" was
what she said.
The old gentleman in the armchair had
never been more astounded in his life. He >
stared at her and forgot to say anything.
"I have always wanted to live on a
hill," she went on. "Our house is away
down yonder, and you can't see anything
but the houses across the street. But up ;
hero you can look so far, and the sky's so
close to you. Don't you think people can
be better when they live on a hill?"
The newspaper fell to the floor unheeded,
and the crusty old gentleman and the little
girl looked at one another. After
awhile the old gentleman went to the balcony
and looked down to the roofs of the
crowded houses in the narrow streets be- j
low and then away to the far horizon. '
This beautiful home of his crowned the !
summit of this purple hill and was uplifted
so far above the noise and dust and
wretchedness of the city that lay below.
Truly, it was a pleasant thing to live on a
hill. He had never thought of it before,
but all at once he fancied himself down
among those miserable tenements, looking ;
up at this beautiful home and thinking j
how near to heaven it reached.
There was a hurried tap at the door,
and Mrs. Murray presented herself. Her
comfortable figure was attired still in the
neat dress that she had worn in tbe street.
Her round face was wreathed with smiles,
but she was obviously fluttered and quaking
with fear.
"Did you leave word that you wanted
to see me, sir?" she asked and then waited
for the blow to fall.
"Mrs. Murray," said the old gentleman
in his stiffest and most formal manner,
"am I to understand that you have employed
a woman to come here once a wee If
and dust the bric-a-brac?"
" Yes, sir. Mra. Holmes her name is,
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or money refunded. Vi
fail to call and see my s
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and she's very careful, sir.1 I couldn't d
better myself. *'
She glanoed up anxiously at the woode
countenance beforo lior. What tcrribl
thing was ho going to say next?
"Mrs. Murray, the woman has sent thi
child to say that sho is too ill to conu
That will do. You will oxcuso her unt!
she recovers."
Mn \Tiirr/w wnnf, luiok tn hf>r nv
room and fell into a clinir. If it had bee
consistent with the dignity of Mr. Robert?
housekeeper to stagger, she certain!
would have staggered. She kept repoatin
to herself: "Did you ever?" and "I can'
believe it." She said afterward that yo
might have knocked hor down with
straw, though that was figurative, c
course.
This was the beginning of Marjorie'
visits to the great house on the hill. He
mother did not come again, but every da;
the big sunbonnet went toiling up, am
then the glint of the golden hair would b
seen in the great rooms where no child hai
ever strayed before. Not that she was bois
terous, or laughing, or chlUlike in an;
way. She would sit in Mrs. J. array's roon
for hours, with her Hands folded on he
lap, watching the lady at Jier work am
sometimes talking softly, or she woul(
follow her from room to room, gazinj
nrlf-.Vi ront rlnli trhf. nh prnn? hruinf-.ifiil
Mr. Roberts knew that she was in th
house, but he 6aid nothing. He was con
scious sometimes that the child stoppe<
near him and stood with her hands behin<
her, regarding hiin with grave scrutiny
but he did not drive her away, as he migh
have been expected to do a few weeks be
fore.
He was in his study one morning whei
he heard Mrs. Murray como into the ad
joining room. The door was ajar, and
softly as she spoke, her words came to hin
distinctly.
"That was a present from my son las:
Christmas," she said. "Dear boy! H<
never fails to send me something ever}
Christmas and every birthday."
Then came a small voice, full of wistfu
meaning:
"Mrs. Murray," it said, "do you likt
Christmas?"
"Why, Marjorie!" was the shocked re
ply. "Why, of course, I do! Everybodj
likes Christmas!"
"I don't," 6aid the small voice?such a
desolate little voice it seemed. "I had
rather leave Christmas out Oi! the year."
"Marjorie!" No words could express
the horror and amazement :n Mrs. Murray's
tone.
"I would!" The small voice had grown
thinner and higher in its paiitful intensity.
"What's the use of a Christmas that never
gets to some people at all? There was liti
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Liu iainu jrei/ur rrauhs, wnu IIYCU iu iuv
room opposite to ours, and, oh, he wanted
a Christmas so much, Mr.,. Murray! He
used to hang his stocking up every year,
overy single year, and he always thought
there'd be something in it next morning,
but there never was anything?not a single
thing?and now poor Peter's dead,
and he never had a Christmas in all his
life!"
'"My dear! My dear!"
The old gentleman in the study heard
the exclamation, and he knew that the
voice that uttered it was full of tears. He
rose hastily and slipped out of the study
and then ordered his carriage and went
driving.
The day following was Christmas eve.
Carriers from town were busy all day
bringing in the presents that he had
bought for the servants, and there was
great happiness in the servants' hall, with
much confusion and many awkward attempts
to thank the master, who waved
off every such attempt with an air of lofty
patronage. Outside of this family of servants
he had never given any ono a present
in all his life. He had never contributed
to charities, publio or private. He had
never helpod the poor?indeed he had never
listened to their appeals.
Ho had important business in another
city which would keep him away all
through Christmas week, he explained to
Mrs. Murray, and he must leave that evening.
In the afternoon he muffled himself
in greatcoat and furs and drove away, and
as soon as the carriage was half way down
the hill the servants relaxed from their
usual stiff propriety and began to enjoy
themselves in their own Way.
A telegram was handed to Mr. Roborts
at the station as he was about, to buy his
ticket. What little things sometimes
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formation thus received made the trip unnecessary,
and after loitering about the
city for awhile he returned home on foot
and entered his house quietly by a side
door.
Sounds of boisterous merriment came
from the servants' quarters, and the owner
of the house frowned ominously. So
this was the way they took advantage of
his absence?
He made his way to his study, unseen
by any one, and shut himself in?a lonely,
selfish, desolate old man. Even the fire,
which still burned in the grate, annoyed
him, and he withdrew behind a screen
and threw himself into an easy chair. He
heard Mrs. Murray como in after awhile,
but she only moved about softly and decorously,
setting things in order, and he
did not speak. She was just passing into
the sitting room when she gave a little cry
of alarm, followed by the exclamation:
"Mercy me, child! How you frightened
mel"
"Mrs. Murray," said a thin little voice
?a voice that Mr. Roberts had heard before?"I've
come up here to stay all
night!"
The listener behind the screen heard
Mrs. Murray fall into a chair and again
she cried, "Mercy me!"
"I just had to come!" the eager voice
went on. "Mother's very, very slok?and
she needs things, Mrs. Murray?and maybe
Santa Claus might bring 'em if he knew
?and how is he to know when he never
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some fine house he'd como and fled me,
and so I came here.''
"Poor child! Poor child!"
Mrs. Murray had gathered the little
waif to her bosom and was rocking her
softly to and fro. The old gentleman behind
the screen could see that by the shadow
on the floor. He could see, too, that
the housekeeper was furtively wiping her
eyes.
Presently she rallied and said cheerily:
"I'll tell you what we'll do, Marjorie.
I'll go right down and see your mother,
and you shall go with me, and, who
knows, maybe Santa Claus will come
there, after all."
"Oh, no, he won't!" replied the child
with sorrowful conviction. "You don't
know that place! Santa Claus has never
heard of it! He goes to rich people's
houses, and so I've come here, and I must
see him tonight?oh, I must, Mrs. Murray!
I don't Care for any other Christmas after
this, but I must pee him tonight, on mother's
account, you know."
There was a dismayed silence on Mrs.
Murray's part, but presently she said:
"Well, come along Into Mr. Roberts'
Btudy?thank goodness he's away from
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rhen in Abbeville don't
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o home?and fit here beforo the firo till I
come back. I'll take John and go down
n and see your mother."
$ In another minute the sound of her retreating
footsteps had died away, and the
is old gentleman, peeping from behind the
), screen, saw a little figure sitting before
[j the Are, gazing Intently into the glowing
coals. x
D Dusk was settling down over the city,
n He bad not been conscious of it until the
electric burner above his table flashed Into
y sudden radiance. The flash startled the
g child, and he heard her moving softly
t about. What was she jlolng? Preparing
u to steal something probably. These chiln
dren from the tenement districts were all
,j thieves.
But, no! When he ventured to look
s again, she was at the study table?his ta~
j ble?writing. She had his saored pen,
y which no other mortal had ever dared to
j touch, and she was writing slowly and lae
boriously. Could presumption go farther
j than that? What would these people bo
trying to do next?
y It took her a long time to write the let ,
ter, but at last it was finished, and she laid
r the pen down with a weary sigh. Then
^ she unrolled a little bundle that had been
] lying beside her and shook out?could the
2 watcher believe his eyes??a stocking, a
, poor, forlorn, ragged little stocking! Now
- what, onuld slio want with that?
She stood on tiptoe and peered Ground
j the corners of the mantel for a place to
3 hang it. Finally something struck her
fancy as suitable, and she began pushing
j a heavy chair toward the mantel. When
. it was near enough, she climbed upon it
and hung the stocking upon the " brave
j caduceus" of the bronze Mercury that he
had bought last year in Rome and for
which he had paid such a price!
j Presently she had jumped down and
was surveying the stocking with the greatb
est pride. Then the note was carefully
3 folded, and sho climbed upon, the ohalr
, again and pinned the folded paper to the
toe so conspicuously that the winged MerI
cury seemed to stand there for no other
purpose than to hold up a ragged stocking
j for all the world to see.
And then?why, then she was lying
down upon the rug with her thin cheek
\ on her thin little hand, and the listener
heard a tired sigh.
After a long while the old gentleman
I behind the screen ventured to move slightly.
After a little longer he moved again
, and so gradually came out of his hiding
' place.
Was that old Mr. Roberts tiptoeing
acrosR tho room to keep from startling the
1 poor littlo waif sloeping cn his hearth rug?
, Was that the sordid old man whom even
his friends had come to call a mere money
f machine, that man whose hands trembled
as he unpinned the little note and spread
j it out before him?
Dear;Santa Cla toe?When yoto come to;
night pleas look at me. I'll be down on the rag.
Yoove never seen me before. You needent
give me ennything, bat pleas fill the stocking
with things for mother shea sick. I tied ap
the toes so they woaldent drop out. The doc
ter says wine ana xiurgs ana nousreni.
Marjorie Holmes.
For a long time the old man sat in the
chair before the fire. Something within
him was breaking the cold and selfish crust
that years had helped to form, fie tat
there looking from the sleeping child to
the forlorn little stocking and from the
stocking to the child. It was the first; time
a stocking had ever been hung up in his
house?the first time!
Suddenly the old gentleman rose. He
lifted the child gently and laid her on a
couch which had always been sacred to
his own use and covered her with rugs.
Then he went softly out and astonished
the unsuspecting servant* by appearing
among them and ordering the carriage.
Could this be old Theodore Roberts, the
money machine, the selfish, brusque, irritable
old man, this man who went from
cfnm to rvrdfirintr and buvlnor and
spending money as he bad never spent) it
before? Could this be the Mr. Roberts
that Mrs. Murray knew, this man who
went into that sickroom, followed by a
great hamper filled with "wine and things
and house rent?" Was this the man that
all the charitable organizations shunned,
this man who drove about half the nlgbt,
leaving behind him a trail of Christmas
rejoicing, mingled with such blessings ,ae
he had never heard before?
And who was it that drove up the Mil
at last under the' silent stars, with a carriage
full of bundles and with a strange,
soft feeling tugging at his heartstrings?
He smiled as he went, and yet he had to
keep wiping his eyes. He was glad it was
dark, so that no one could see.
And', what strange figure was this in the
study afterward, this flgure that moved so
stealthily and that was so busy stuffing
the stocking until it was ready to burst,
and pinning things all over the outside of
it until the bronze Mercury seemed almost
to stagger under his burden? What
had come over the old gentleman whom so
many people envied and whom nobody '
loved?
Just before day Mrs. Murray, coming
softly in, found him sitting by the fire,
watching the sleeping child.
"It'll be a sad time for her," she said.
"Her mother's gone, and whatever's to
become of the little thing I don't know."
"I don't see why the child shouldn't
stay here, Mrs. Murray," said tbe old gentleman,
with his face turned the other
way. "It would be some extra trouble for
you, but I dare say you would not mind it.''
"S-sir!" Mrs. Murray managed to articulate.
Then the old gentleman turned around,
and she saw what was shining on his
cheeks.
"Do you see that stocking, Mrs. Murray?"
he cried, in a voice that she had
never heard before. '' That's the first stocking
that was ever hung up in my house.
It looks homelike, doesn't it? I have decided
that we'll have stockings hung up
every year. And here'B a child that needs
a home, and, thank heaven, I've a home
to give her."
The child sighed and stirred and then
suddenly sat up.
"Did he come?" she cried eagerly, with
a dazed look at the bursting stocking, and
the old gentleman beside ber gathered her
up in his arms and said:
"?es, my little one, he camel"?Philadelphia
Times.
The Russian Christmas.
In many parts of Russia, particularly in
provinces remote from the populous centers,
Christmas is celebrated more it
was when first Introduced. Fnmilles,
friends and often small neighborhoods
gather at one house for celebrations. The
mistress of that house at once becomes the
supreme manager of all the services and
festivities, oven to selecting the young
mon who shall each be the special" escort,
of a certain young lady. These "elections,"
us they are called, coming In the
season for betrothals and associated as
they are with the mystio influence of the
mistletoe, often lead to festivals where the
: ouve uruDcn joins iuu uuu^ uuu unuigo
blossoms,?Seleoted.
WALTER L. MILLER,
Attorney at Law,,
-A.bbeville, S. O.
OFFICE on Law RaDge.
M. F. DEBRUHL. J. FULLER LYON.
DeBBUHL & LYON,
Attorneys at Law,
ABBEVILLE, 8. C.
' Office?Law Range, O'Neal Building No. 1. I
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1,111 Mill
The biggest, the prettiest, and
brought to this city. The prices
1 Cent to
This lot of DOLLS embrace
family, I have the China doll of
only 1 cent and the largest 25 ce
and too, this is the most servicab
it. Just the thing for a little <
profusion. Kid Dolls?and they
dance. Crying Dolls andSleepin
for rough handling. I even hav<
line of Dolls can't be beat in any
can make a better showing.
In additlion to this line of dolls,
girls. It is simply impossible fo
to come and see them, as I can pi
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Possibly you think me a litt
but as the saying goes, "The earl
that worm.
These goods are beginning to at
thing, at least I have found th
thing that tells the tale. I never
old. I never bought a thing yet
these same columns " to come in
as a matter of fact you are ob!ige<
Remember, I have a full line*
attention to my line of Christma
come to Bee me. I will be found
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that bears the inscription
"RA<
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An Ordinal)
To Raise Supplies for the Ci
Abbeville, S. 0., for the
1 rt i onr inr>fi
cai ioar ioaj ana io?u.
Be it ordained by the m
and Aldermen of tbe City of Abbevlll*
In Council assembled and by authority
same, Tbat a tax for tbe Bums and
manner hereafter named shall be rata
paid into tbe treasury of tbe Citv Com
tbe uses aod purposes thereof for tbi
year 1895 and 1890.
Section 1. On every One Hundred 1
of tbe cash value of all real and perso
tate within tbe incorporation of the'
Abbeville, S. C., tbe som of Forty Centf
Sec. 2. On each Billiard or Tool Ts
Ten Pin Alley kept for hire, tbe sum
teen Dollars; for each Table or Alley
than one, kept, by tbe same person, lb
of Ten Dollars. If any person or perse
found guilty of receivlog pay or ma
charge for a game of Billiards, Pool, Ba;
or Ten Pin Alley, without having a 1
sball be flned not exceeding tbe sum o
Dollars or imprisoned not more than
days.
Sec. 3. Thai, all male persons betwe
ages of sixteen and fifty years, except
pbyslcally unable to earn a support, <
ble to roaddaty and shall be required t<
on the roads, sidewalks and streets '
tbe Incorporation ot Abbeville, six di
the direction of the City Council. Th
mutation for said road duty to be the i
Two aud 80-100 Dollars, to be paid at tb
or paymento( other taxes, to wit: oi
UfPUT niV nC .TAWTTAm
All persona falling or refusing to wot
full days, to be accepted and approved I
Council, shall pay a fine not exceeding
ty-Five Dollars or be Imprisoned note
Ing thirty days.
See 4. That all itinerant auctioneer
dlers, except vendors of farm produce
In the county, oflerlng at retail any
whatsoever for sale, shall pay a license
more than Twenty-Five Dollars nor les
One Dollar per day.
Sec. 5. That all circuses or shows sh(
a license fse in the discretion of lit
Council for each and every exhibition
all other nbows, Including wbat are cor
ly known as; side shows, attached lo a i
shall pay a license of not more tban Fit
less than Two Dollars lor each ezhibltii
Sec. 0. On eaoli dog the sum of On e
Jt, M. HILL, May
JAMES CHALMERS, Ctei
Oct. 1,189>i, tf
RICH A ItD G ANTT, 1b now preparec
all ivork in bis department In tt
manner s.nd at reasonable charges. Mi
customers ghavlng. hair cutting and
poolng SI por month. Raaora honed a
n tbo fiest condition for 2T> centn wusli.
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decidedly the cheapest lot of DOLLS ever am
range from
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a representations of every specie of the doll an(
every description. The smallest being worth gei
nts. Rubber dolls of every kind imaginable, ant
le doll you can buy, as there is no break about
jhnp to play with. Bisque and Wax Dolls in ^
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IV . ; In
accordance with an act to JJ
AYOR ra'80 snPPlles 'or the fl8caI year commencing
s S C November 1,1894, notice 1b hereby Riven that
of the lhe office of County Treasurer of Abbeville
In the bounty wl" be open for the collection of
ed and 18X68 tor 8al(1 fl8cal ye&T from
"?* ' Tuesday, October 15th, |
Dollars . ,
S? UNTIL
3.
yF?; Tuesday, December 31st,
more
i?i sons without penalty.
nB ?re r.r fnvaitnn qrn oa fnllnwe ;
. . I 1UIK9 ucr nut. Ul
king a I 1
gatelle i State Tax mills.
lcense Ordinary County Tax 'J.% "
r Fifty 8chool 2 "
thirty
Total 9% mills.
en the In addition to the above a special tax will
those be collected lor school purposes, as follows:
ire 11a- Town of Greenwood 3 mills.
owork Mt. Carmel 3 " J
"l*}? Troy 2 ' /
iys y McCormlck 2 " /"
0 com; Lebanon 4 " 1
iumof ,
e time I Town of Abbeville:
1 or be 1 Retiring Railroad Bonds and
T, 1896.1 paying interest on same 2 mills.
fc six I Special School, retiring bonds W
by the [ and paying Interest on same mills. I
Tweo-t A poll tax of One Dollar per capita on all V
xceed- ira*le citizens between the age of 21 and 50 ft
[ years, except such as are exempt by law, will A
b, pea- i beoolleoted.
raised! Taxes are payable only in gold and sliver
goods! United Stales currency, National Bank
of not I note8. and Coupons of Stata Bonds, which be- ? a
s than I ??me Payable during the year 1895. * |y|
j The law having been repealed requiring
4jl I Treasurer's to visit certain sections of the
' CHv[coun'-y 'or ,he 00116(511011 01 taxes, all taxes
^ I heren fier will be collected at the office of the
n, and j
? Tr** usurer.
circus" J ^rtles desiring Information by mail In rely
nor eard lo the,r taxe8 w111 P'ease state the location
of their property, and Include postage
uu* J for reply, and those paying taxes by check
Dollar J must include the charge for collection.
or' J. B. BLAKE, JB.,
k,
Treasurer, m
? 1 Sept. 24,1895.
I to do I ?
10 b6Bt
onthly I War, with all its bleeding horrors,
sbam-. -will never cease until the church testi- TT
ndput ^ ^iefl af,ainst by doctrine and practice.j f"
1 1 -1
Exaggeration. | (
Vith a rueful face Heleoe came to (
mma one morning, exclaiming : L*.
This is the worst aay I ever saw! *
pours in torrenfs, and I wanted to ^
to see May! she baa got the most f(
bitching doll; her aunt brought it
ier! she is the nicest aunt in the TB
rid!" < si
is Helene paused to take breatb, _
mother said : <
Helene, dear, will you candidly an- fi
er me four questions?,'
Why, yes, certiaDly," was the sursed
reply.
Is thia the worst day you ever u
v?" (fj
'O, yon know I dinb't mean that."
'Does it pour iu torrents?"
'Well, it rains a little."
'fs May's doll bewitching ?" |
'Of course, mamma, I didn't exactly
an bewitching."
'Is Mrs. Wortman the nicest aunt in
' are beauties too. wasnaoie jjoiis in aoun- xh
g Dolls. Bag dolls, alredy dressed, just ready cri
} Boy Dolls?just think of it, Boy Dolls. My rea
city the size of this, and very few larger ones tv^
Yo
I have any amount of toys for,both boys and w|
r me to decribe them. I will simply ask you ma
lease you both in ]
ND PRICE. , ?
a
;le early in ceiling you aoous \junsiums kuuub,
ly bird cathes the worm," and I am sure after
ill already. Tne price you know will sell anyat
the case with my goods. The price is the
1 have any oid goods, the price won't let them
just to be looked at. Others tell you through
and see my goods before you buy elsewhere"
1 to buy elsewhere, when you hear their prices,
of all other good*, but am simply calling your
s goods in this issue. When you are in town
under the
Flag?
) world?" and mamma turned to #
lrome her Bister, as she entered. [
'No, indeed, she is not!" and Hel- V
3 put her arms with vigor about the
3k of her own aunt, who asked : r
' What's this?what's going on?" Jt
I was endeavoring to impress upon P?
ilene the foily of exageration, which _
)ecoming a habit with her."
jet me relieve yon. I will revive a
JeJbitof Mother Goose for your beut,
Helene," and Aunt Nan sedately
>eated to her niece :
There was an old man who said 'Hash,
see a young bird In the bash.'
ftieo asked, 'la It small ?
e replied, 'Not at all?
.Is tbree tlmea as large aa the bush.' 1
'There repeat that to yourself every L
irning for a week, and you will learn ^
Bcorn foolish exaggeration."
r ]
?' cj
Baked Apples Dnmplinti.
take a quart of flour and work into I
i spoonful each of butter and lard. ^
et it with a pint of buttermilk conning
a teaspoonful of soda ; roll ont 4]
j cut out circular pieces, using a sauto
determine the size. Have ready ?
ne pleasant sour apples, and place as I
my of the slices upon onp half of the J
ist as the other will cover; wet the
ges and press them together. Place
) dumplings in a baking tin as soon
prepared, prick them with a fork
d bake until the apple is cooked. 0|!
rve with a hot sauce, or sweetened
j flavored cream.
Society is like a well-made pie.
ere is an upper crust and a lower g
ist, both useful in their way, but the
,1 strength and substatlce lied beeen
them.
'You must go to bed, now, dear.
>u know the chickens all go to roost
th the sun." "Yes, but then their
imma always goes with them." ^
Punctuality is an. important duty,
i we ought to be ashamed if we Bt
i five minutes behind the promised
P. .RSI
Is the Place to Get Any
DIGS Ml
Orders by Mail att
f
rational Bank
Abbevil
ar>ital,
urplus, * .
OflflLci
ALLEN SMITH, President*
BENJ. 8* BA5NW1
f. H. PARKER* Abbeville, 8. C.,
W. WHITE, Abbeville, 8. C., . \
IN J. 8. BARNWELL* Abbeville,B.C.,
J. ALLEN SMITH,
OES a General Banking business, provides it
Depositors. Is ready at any ana ul times to
ior county affords.
LLWAYS IN'
THIS TIME WIT
BEST DRUGS! L
Prescriptions I
HAftKlSUiN
ABBEVJ
Vlusic I
4m & (
Dealers
usical Instruments, S
Kinds of Musical
.? AT,Si
Sewing ]V
ANOS, ORGANS and MACHINES
Prices Low and
ien in the City oall at No. 1, fioi
and see our Stock a
Respeotfully,
iILL & CC
; M
iAOENDORPH'8 PATENT SECTIONAL 99
?tcel Ceilings and mm
tide Waimnisti. U
>r Churches and Residences. Catalogue, prtoesaod >=?
ttaaws, on application to the Bote Manufacturers,
IE I. Y. IBIII BMMC * WWUJfi. W? km} CHy. I.X
also makers of Lightning. Fire and Htorm.Proof :t ,9H
:ccl Roofing and Siding. Get circulars. * v^KQ
??i_ ?' i . jrjR|
\ Complete and Full . 9
STOCK OP THE CELEBRATED
[elropolitanliranfl of MMPaints 1
OHN LUCAS & CO. I
always on band at the
Sty Drug Store. I
)RICES IN ONE GALLON CANS by the - . / J
single can JL25. A liberal dlaeoont to : 339
ilotere using large quantities,
Oct. 25,1893, tr 1
liraptu & Ptnk .
J1 Kinle, of Groceries,
RE8H MEATS,-8AU8AGE. HOG HEAD' *
3EESE AND FISH.
;annedgoods j
>f every description.
Fresh Bread
always on hand.
Give ob a call when In need of anything In
irllne. We guarantee satisfaction.
Particular attention
^ven to our
IIA ROT m
ji ii iiiv u x JHH
Lepartment. *
Remember the place, No. 2 Washington
'ERICS
thing in the Line of
>nded to at once.
of Abbeville,
- ^"-^75,000
15,000
W. C. McGOWAN, Vice-President.
GXiL, Cashier.
S
J. C. KiiUGH* Abbeville, 8. C.,
W. JOEL SMITH* AbbejUle, S. CL, , $g
, W. C. McGOWAN, Abbeville, B.C. : V&
Abbeville* S. C. .;'^W
ie greatest security and convenience forltfl
make loans based upon such safe ooli&lera
rHE LEAD! "
H FRESH LOT
OWEST PRICES!
'
a Specialty. &
GAME.
XLE'S
l W
louse.
???
Cochran,
oil
IIC7C7l iviudiu anvj an ^
Merchandise, Caohines.
sold on the Intalment Plan
Terms Easy. A
jenberg's Blook (Daly's Store)
,nd get Prices.
)CHItA.]Sr -f
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