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CHAPTER V?. IN ?HE ARBOR. The evening of Colonel Marona ont's return was given over to the bali of which mention has already been mn.de. Portia was a picture in her white satin gown, the laces of which were caught here and therewith clusters of scarlet verbenas. When she was dressed ar 1 stood intently regarding herself in the mirror, she sighed heavily. "Why do you sigh, Portia?" I asked as I pinned the last knot of flowers in the folds of her gown. "Those red blossoms," she answered dreamily. ' 'I have a curious fancy about them, Prudence. Do you know that they look like drops of blood?" Then catching my reproving expression she laughed gayly. caught up her scarlet fan and hastened to join her husband in the drawing room. I watched Colonel Marchmont curi ously to see what cHect his wife's beauty had upon him, but he regarded her as ' coldly as ever. I began to be furious with this calm, self contained man, who showed so plainly his utter indifference to the beautiful woman he possessed. Ho had taken her white cloak from her and thrown it over his arm as ho stood waiting while she buttoned her gloves. Suddenly he spoke: "Did I write you that I met Maurice . in Atlanta?" he asked. I was standing near Portia, indeed had just stretched out my hands to as sist her with the troublesome glove. I saw her shiver as if a cold wind had struck across her white shoulders. "Yes," she said in a low voice. "And that he is coming here next week to stay a few days with us?" Colo nel Marchmont continued. "Yes," she breathed rather than spoke. Her husband looked intently at her through narrowing eyelids. "Well, I must say that you do not ihow much interest in the cousin who was like a brother to you and whom yon have not seen since you were boy and girl together. Now, Maurice could not end his catechism about you. How you look, dress, talk and act were ques tions he was continually asking. I tole: him his legal training had evidently be come second nature, for he kept me on the witness stand constantly. Y<n must know, Miss Mason, that Maurice Ray mond is my wife's only living relative. He was born and brought up on her fa ther's plantation, and the two were like brother and sister." "Oh, yes!" I said, "I used often, Portia, to hear you speak of your brother Maurice." Portia turned a white, hunted face to ward me. He/ lips moved as if she were about to speak, but no sound issued from them. "Let me see," 6aid her husband as ho carelessly threw her cloak over her shoulders, "it must be 15 years since you saw him. How much you will have to talk over!" The greenish light of excitement haj. died from Portia's face, and as she took her husband's arm she looked so wan, haggard and old I was temped to beg her to stop at home. Really she ap peared too ill to go. But the carriage was at the steps. Colonel Marchmont handed her in, fol lowed, shut the door, and they were driven rapidly away. For a long time I eat upon the piazza thinking over the little scene I had wit nessed. From the terror and dismay which had so suddenly crept in Porti' 's face when her cousin's naino was men tioned I did not doubt that the news if his coming had been the unwelcome an nouncement in her husband's letter which had occasioned so much alarm. And why? What possible danger could this relative bring her? On the contrary, why did she not welcome his advent as a relief to the monotony of her life? It was not possible she was in love with this cousin? No, no. If ever a woman loved her husband, it was Portia March mont. My musings were interrupted by lit tle Daphne, who had been allowed to sit up and watch her mother's toilet for the ball. She ran toward me, scream ing in pretended fright, from her nurse Sophie, who wished to put her to bed, I took her in my arms and kissed her. "Good night, darling." "Don't want to go to bed," she an nounced in shrill, childish treble-, "wants to sit up with you." "Laws now, Miss Daphne, come on,'' urged Sophie. "No, no," cried the child; "no, won't go to bed till Auntie Prudence takes me for a walk." "A walk now at 9 o'clock!" I said. "This is no time to take a^ ilk." "Yes," cried Daphne, dancing and clapping her hands, "yes, you and So phie and me-down to the arbor and back. Then I'll be good and go to bed." I could not resist the child's pleading and told Sophie we would go for a short turn in the garden. "Only as far as the arbor and back," I admitted. "Yes, yes," laughed the delighted child. We threw on our light wrap3 and set out. The moon was full and sent down a flood of light, turning every leaf and twig and branch into shimmering silver. The fountains were splashing softly, and the birds faintly twittered in their nests. It was a scene of enchantment-a verita ble midsummer night's dream. "No wonder the child hated to go to bed," I said to Sophie as the little one went dancing down the walk before us. "Laws, yes, miss," responded Sophie, "dat pore chile did tease powahful b?hd." We came to tho arbor, and entering it sat down for a moment. I can see it all now as I write. The arbor overhung with dangling, perfume laden honeysuckles; the little girl caper ing about, her black eyes flashing in the moonlight; Sophie's ebon face, white apron and snowy cap, and even the lit tle wooden doll which Daphne had lugged along, stating that Dolly must walk too. Suddenly out of the moonlight came a face-a face which peered in through the honeysuckles at us with sinister eyes. Long white straggling hair fell around it, and tho toothless gums mouthed in a bloodcurdling and evil grin. I saw it first, then Sophie, then the child. A scream broko tho stillness of the night. It was Sophie who threw her apron over her head and shrieked in ter ror. Daphne did ?ot scream, but buried her head in my lap. "Who are you?" I demanded. There wras no answer. The hideous face disappeared. There was a rustle in B03.BY AMERICAN PRESS ASSOCIATION* Suddenly out of the moonlight came a the shrubbery and a sound of hastily withdrawing steps. The intruder had gone. I snatched Daphne up in my arms, and followed by the moaning, gasping So phie hurried to the house. There was speedily a group of frightened servants about us, to whom, with much splutter ing and many groans, Sophie related the Dcciurence. I went to the nursery with Daphne And did not leave her until she was sound asleep. Then, with my nerves still considerably shaken. I went down to the piazza. Tom, the old white headed butler, was standing near the dining room window, and upon seeing me came forward. "Sorry you got such a scab, miss," he said, "an de little lady too. Dat's too bad. But dat fool Sophie-wot she want to tell all de niggahs fob? Be all oban de plantation befo' midnight, an ebery niggah on do place 'll be nioh scahed dan eher." "Scared cf what, Tom:" I asked. "Waal," said he, scratching his woolly head. "I shouldn't ought fer to say any thin, for nunan riles missus mob, but I'll depend upon you sayiu nuffiu, miss" "Go on," I said hastily. "Waal, miss," his voice sunk to a whis per, "wat yea saw in de arbon was a voodoo from Dead Jinn's swu-np." I shivered involuntarily. "Nonsense!" I cried. "Yes, miss, 'deed it was. An dey is sayin now down in de kitchen dat it was af tah little missy's heart." "Tom, I'm ashamed of you." I sr;id as I went in the hall, took my caudle and prepared to go np stairs. Tom followed and said mysteriously, "Please, miss, don't let missus know nufSn 'bout wat happened tonight." "I'll think about it, Tom," I answered as I slowly went up thc stairs. CHAPTER VIL OLD JEZEBEL. It was a serious question with me whether I should speak of the startling experience of the evening. At first I de cided to hold my peace. The excitement would soon p iss, and Portia and her hus band would be none the wiser. '% But I reflected that they might^catch a whisper from the tattlins-aegroes and ^demand^the^gtory o? ' t^i occurrence. ~ xE?n they would blame me for not hav ing told them. I decided that it would be better to tell the father and mother . at the first opportunity. Breakfast next morning was late. I rose at an early hour, but chose to wait and eat with Portia and the colonel. After they had come down and I had re ceived a glowing description of the revels of the night before, as quietly and briefly as possible I told of the fright we had re ceived in the arbor. "The most awful face I ever saw," 1 was saying when Portia's glass fell from her hand and shivered on the table. I thought she was going to faint and sprang to her assistance. "No, no," she said weakly, "it is noth ing-never mind-only tho alarm one would naturally feel." "She does love her child, aftev all," I 6aid exultantly to myself. As for the colonel-he swore roundly. ? "That devilish old hag!" he cried, I bringing his shapely brown fist down on j the table, "I'll have her chained up. She shan't go round my plantation frighten ing people out of their senses." "Oh, you know who it was then?" I ea^rly cried. "Yes, from your description it could have been no other than old Jezebel, a nigger at least 100 years old. She be longed to my father. She has never had her freedom, but carries on as if 6hehad. She won't stay on the plantation-has built herself a wretched little hut off in the swamp and lives there, doing God I Portia's glass fell from her hand. knows what-muttering incantations, weaving spells, gathering herbs and brewing witches' broth, I reckon. The niggers are as afraid of her as they are of the evil one. They won't even pro nounce her name if they can avoid it, and as for venturing in theswamp, why, Miss Prudence, all the overseers in Geor gia couldn't drive any of my people there. And yet I have heard in many quarters of darkies who go there at dead of night for unholy orgies. The popu lar tradition is that it is a meeting place for voodoos. I believe I'll break up that nest. I'll tell you what I will do. When Maurice comes, some night I'll take Jake and ono or two stout niggers, and we'll go over there and seo what's going on. As for old Jezebel, I'll burn her alive if she touches a hair of Daphne's head." During the colonel's long speech Por tia's eyes blazed with defiance and anger. Once or twice she seemed on the point of speaking, but bit her lips as if to re strain the impetuous speech that trem bled behind them. But when her hus band spoke of visiting the swamp with her cousin the absolnte terror winch froze her features was awful to see. She half staggered to her feet. "No, Jermyn, no!" she cried wildly. "Do not go in the swamp! Keep away from it, I beg, I implore you! Don't go near them. They will tear out your heart," "Tear out my heart!" cried tho colo nel conten?Utnouslv. "I'd likn tn KOP one of that crew tear any part of my anatomy. Silly girl, your terror of the voodoos is something I cannot compre hend. Did you ever hear anything so ridiculous, Miss Prudence? But it is always so. I can't mentionjthe swamp or repeat the rumors of what is supposed to go on there but my wife straightway falls to groaning and sniveling. Por tia, you used to have more sense." Though Colonel Marchmont did not speak unkindly, his impatience with his frightened wife was scarcely veiled. He rose, put on his hat and stalked moodily out of the house. Later, when Daphne ran about the grounds, she was closely followed by Jake, one of the brawny overseers, and an enormous bloodhound. With Sophie they formed quite an imposing guard of honor. Portia shut herself up in her rooms, and I did not see her again until even ing. Colonel Marchmont 6pent the day going about the plantation examining the quarters and consulting with his overseers. It was just at sunset that, coming along one of the winding garden paths, I saw tho colonel through a row of shrubbery on my right. He was walk ing slowly, his head bent in reflection, his hands behind him. Unconsciously he was talking aloud. I caught a snatch or two of his conversation with himself as he came on. "How I hate her!" ho was saying. "How I loathe her! Suffer! Good God, did ever a mau suffer so?" Then sud denly he raised his arms and cried out in tones of bitter anguish: "Oh, Portia! Oh, my wife-my wife!" CHAPTER vrn. THE AUDACIOUS DANCE. I drew back, startled and amazed. After his despairing outburst Colonel Marchmont resumed his walk, head bent and hands clasped behind him. I watched him pass out of sight at a turn of the shrubbery. "Well'," I said aloud to myself, "that certainly is about the most astonishing feature yet of this remarkable business. In one instant the colonel declares v.ith an emphasis which leaves little doubt of his earnestness that he hates and loathes Portia, and in the next cries out to her in accents imploring enough to melt a heart of stone. My privato opinion is that the entire Marchmont family is voodooed." At dinner that evening I particularly remarked Portia's beauty. Never hid ehe been so radiant. Her eyes glittered a3 if she had been drinking champagne, and her checks glowed like roses. I could not keep my eyes from her fasci nating face and grew mere aud more in censed at the cold, silent man who re garded her so indifferently. After we had gone luto tho drawing room I bethought ino cf a hool: in which I was greatly interested, and excuring myself went into thc library to find it Returning a few minut?e later. I was the forced witness of a most painful scene. The dcor between tho rooms was open, and as I approached I saw Portia steal up behind her husband with a look of longing on her face. Thc colonel was in tent upon his newspaper and did not perceive her until she put both white arms about his throat and tenderly laid her cheek upon his head. He sprang from his chair as if a ser pent had stung him. Turning, he^cn frontcd her with an awful jEaeeT white, stern, contemptuous. >"How dare you?" "lie" said in a low voice, vi brant-wi th hatred. "Oh,/-Jermyn, forgive me! Love me ^f ter all. I am your wife," begged Portia. "Yes, I have not forgotten that intol erable fact," replied Colonel Marchmont, with studied coldness. Then he hurried . from the room. Portia came flying toward me like a whirlwind. Her eyes blazed. With one clinched hand she struck at her heart. "Prudence," she cried, "he will kill me. Eut first" She broke off and burst into demoni acal laughter. Then, calming a bit, she continued: "No, I will not tell you, you soft little mouse, what I will do. Jer myn Marchmont shall know one day what he has accomplished tonight." "Portia, what is it?" I asked. "What is this mystery which surrounds you" Instantly I saw that look of cunning spring to her face. "Mystery!" she repeated almost gayly. "Absurd! There is no mystery. My husband has simply wearied of me. Nothing very mysterious about that, is there?" and seizing me around the waist 6he waltzed me up and down the hall. As 60on as I could disengage myself from her embrace I stepped back. But Portia went on dancing. She looked a veritable Moenad as she whirled and waved her white arms and tossed back her disheveled hair. She was the most graceful creature imaginable, but at the same time there was something both grotesque and frightful about the wild dance in which she indulged. Her face grew wicked, her postures audacious. All I could think of was La Carmagnole or the mad tarantella of one writhing in a death agony. "For heaven's sake, Portia, stop!" I cried at last. She only laughed mockingly and whirled faster than ever. The door at the upper end of the hall opened suddenly, and her husband ap peared. The look of disg *st that cross ed his face sobered her. She stopped in confusion and began nervously twisting up her hair and arranging her draperies. "Really, Portia," Colonel Mi.rchmont said disdainfully, "I cannot admire 3'our method of entertaining Miss Prudence. Your dance is moro suitable to the or gies cf Dead Man's swamp than toa gentleman's house." It was a brutal speech, and it told. Portia stared gloomily after her husband as he went out upon the piazza, and then, turning to me, said in an under tone: "You heard what ho said? Well, since ho sends me to the swamp, I'll go. I have work there, Prudence." "What do you mean?" I cried as she fled up the stairs. But she made no an swer. Only her taunting laughter floated down. I heard her slam tho door of her room and knew that in all probability we should not seo her again that even ing, as it wa3 the custom to take her nightly leave in some such unceremo nious fashion. Nor did Colonel Marchmont return. 1 read an hour or so, then went to my room. I heard his heavy tread later as he went to his apartments, then silence settled down over th J great house. I did not feel like sleeping. Some strange influence oppressed me. At tiuies I was conscious o' a premonition of im pending trouble. Something was surely about to happen. What was it? It was nearly midnight when I dis tinctly heard a distant door open and shut. While I stood intently listening I heard soft footsteps gliding along tho corridor, and an object brushed against my door. Although I had not disrobed, J had put out tho lights in my room, for which now I was devoutly thankful, as .hey would have been visible to any oue prowliug outside ; 1 tho hall. "Is it a burglar?11 I asked myself, "or a belated servant?" With every nerve quivering like a violin string I listened. Tho footsteps weut toward the stairway -yes-?own it. Then I heard the great hall floor softly open and close. I opened my window and stepped out upon the balcony. I followed it to the corner of the house, whence I could coinmauu a view o? tue hau door, uro'a? portico and garden. A figure was flitting down the wind ing path. I knew the graceful, sinuous gait. It was Portia. "Why, where can she he going at this hour of night?" I said. Then suddenly her words of the evening returned: "He has sent me to the swamp, and I'll go, for I havo work there, Prudence." I hastened back to my room, threw a shawl over my shoulders, unlocked my door, stole down the dark hall and stair She only laughed mockingly and whirled faster than ever. way and out into the garden. E'ollow ing the path I had seen Portia taking, I soon discovered I was going toward the swamp. The moon, which had been partially obscured by a mass of drifting clouds, now emerged and sent a flood of mellow light down upon the broad path before me. Suddenly I saw Portia. Sbe was stand ing with her back toward me, as fixed and motionless as a granite figure. One hand was extended toward the moon. I saw something sparkling in her clinched fingers. It was a knife! For fully 10 minutes she stood therein the same position absolutely as rigid as marble. Suddenly her arm relaxed and fell hy her side. Then she moved on. I followed. I was presently aware that we were in that corner of the grounds where the closed gato was located. When we came to it, I saw Portia stoop and take some thing from her pocket. Then she tort/ away the long green vines and thrusi' this object into the keyhole. I heard the creaking of a lock and then of rusty hinges. The mysterious gate slowly opened. Portia vanished. I hoard the key click on the opposite side. I was alone. CHAPTER IS. THE RETURN. Crouched by thc gt; te. I waited. Wait ed for what? I was at d loss to know what course to take. Ought I to return to the house. rouse Colonel Marchmont and tell him of this strange midnight visit of Iiis wife to that terrible and uncanny place? Would it not increase his evident antip athy for her? I feared so, and as I was sincerely anxious to bring the two to gether instead of seeing them more wide ly separated I decided against that sug gestion. No, I would wait Portia's return, join her, beg her to confide all to inCr-tO-ex^ plain wha,t possible connection there could-be between the wife of a proud planter and southern gentleman and a set of tho lowest and most debased of human beings. For little by little had the appalling theory crept in my mind that Portia Marchmont, beautiful, refined ?and edu cated woman, was a victim of some un holy spell; that she was in sympathy with those mysterious and inexplicable rites of Dead Man's swamp. Her fury whenever the subject of voodooism was mentioned; her anxiety lest her husband should visit the haunt of these night birds; her evident anger when Colonel Marchmont threatened to punish the old negress, past mistress of these awful ceremonies, all strengthened my opin ion. Yes, I firmly believed my old friend to be a disciple of this ghastly school. This was what had nearly wrecked her reason, alienated her husband's af fection and caused her to dislike her child. Was she to be blamed? "No," my heart cried out. No more than if she had by some chance become a victim of mor phine or some other insidious drug. In some fashion old Jezebel had obtained control of and enslaved her mistress. I was determined to break the spell and save my friends. But the knife-the knife! What was she doing with that glittering weapon with the keen, Avicked blade? Oh, my poor Portia! Had she sought that grew some spot to kill herself? I remembered her threat, "Jermyn Marchmont shell remember one day what he has accom plished tonight." Oh, perhaps then, then, while I was standing idly and help lessly beside that carefully locked gate, somewhere away in the dim and awful recesses of Dead Man's swamp there was fearful work going on. I must save her. I would. In desperation I shook the gate and beat upon it. I called-I moaned aloud in fear and agony and then sank down exhausted in the thick tangles of creep ing vines. Suddenly I heard voices and a sound of hurried footsteps on the other side of th-j wall. Who was coming? ? started to my feet and crowded back out of sight among the vines. The key clicked in the lock, the gate swung open and Portia stepped hurriedly through md stopped, looking about. Behind her In the moonlight I saw the awful face which had looked in the arbor a night or two before. Some instinct sounded a danger signal, and I repressed my incli nation to spring forward and speak to Portia. "I was sure I heard something," she murmured. The old hag listened with bent head. "It was de wind, honey, an yet b}" de wa; de palms ob my hands prick I know dali's danger larkin somewhah. But go home-leah de chile to me, I'll tend to her. Eberyting goin' on all right. 'Twon't he long now foll ye's safo. I saw a black bat fly tree times cross de doah las' night, and do moon was streaked blood red-dem's good 6igns. Go home-go home." "Listen," said Portia,, grasping the old woman's arm. "I'vo heard your wretched prophecies long enough. I do not see that wo aro any nearer the end than we were months ago. I want it finished-do yon hear?-finished. If you don't act, I shall," and she shook tho knife in old Jezebel's face. "All right," muttered the other, "but dab's dan geh enmin. honev. Dancreh -' ---.1 "?"?- *~*r Portia stepped hviricdly through and stopped, looUing about, s from the norf." She turned that way and then suddenly wlieeled about. "An dan pr eh from the sonf-awful." "Stop your mannd cringe and do some thing," said Portia as she pushed the old woman back through the gate, shut and locked it and hurried away. I did not stop her. Cold and rigid I stood, watching her fly np the path like a bird of pray. In those few minutes an entire revolution surged through my na ture. When I heard Portia plotting the destruction of her child-that dainty lit tle being to whom my lonely heart had gone out in love and sympathy-I felt like an avenging angel. The pity I had known for Portia vanished, and there waa born in its stead an emotion of righteous fury. This creature scheming at midnight to deliver an innocent child into the hands of human devils as a sacrifice perhaps to their evil and unknown god was no longer to be regarded as a mother, a-. <* woman, but as a fiend to be conquered, crushed-destroyed, if necessary. I would no longer hesitate. I saw my duty. 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S., I do hereby appoint the following named free holders as Boards of Assessors for the purpose of assessing the value of real estate aud personal estate in their respective Townships and School Districts for the purpose ot taxation. Their duties and com pensation are prescribed in Sec tions 253, 254, and 255 of G. S County Equalizing Board to meet in the Auditor's office second Tues day of March, 1894: Blocker T. S.-T E Bird, G M Timmerman, Jas T Ouzts, Jr. Butler S. D.-Zed Crouch, MI Coleman, J W Banks. Centennial S. D.-S T Edwards, W O Carson, H C White. Cleveland S. D.-F W Trotter, T F Etheredge, T C Moore. Coleman T. S.- W A Mitchell, J S Amacker, Larken Rice. Collier T. S.-Mal. Timmerman, D T Mathie, Thos L Miller. Collins T. S.-W L McDaniel, J H Buhsev, Amos Eubanks. Cooper T. S.-F V Cooper, T A Pitts, B B Kinard. Edgeiield S. D.-D R Durisoe, W N Burnett, J E Schumperr. Eureka S. D.-F P Johnson, R T Strom, Henry D Ouzts. Germanville T. S.-B L Caugh man, J C Drafts, Jesse H Black. Grav T. S.-R P Holloway, A J Clegg, E J Pickle. Gregg S. D,-S W Gardner, Geo \V Turner, C M Horn. Hibler T. S.-W H Yeldell, JW Cal I ison, E H Youngblood. Higgins S. D.-A P Coleman. Wellington Sheppard, F II Kemp son. Holly S. D.-J N C Fulmer, ^ B BMly, J A Bedenbaugh, Jr. HuietT. S.-Geo W Black, Jacob L Werts, J W Herbert. Johnston S. D.-Jesse M Hart, fW M Hazel, Mark Toney. Kirksey8 S. D.-C A Arrington, J EPartluu, WM Still. Meriwether T. S.-H H Townes, P B Lanham, J F Atkins. Mobley T. S.-P B WatsoD, J W Edwards, Robert S Wright. Moss T. S.-W P Bronson, A R Nicholson, H L Hill. Norris T. S.-John R Watson, W W Hoi son, Thos L Cato. Parksville S.D.-L F Dorn, J C Morgan, Jno R Blackwell. Pickens T. S.-A F Broadwater, Frank M Warren, J B Tompkins. Pine Grove T. S.-P C Stevens, T S Lewis, J B Mitchell. Ridge S. D.-C B Crouch, C G Barr, J W Seigler. Ryan T. S.-J H Tompkins, Dr i J H Jennings, JU A Searles. Shaw T. S.-J W Hardy, G M Smith, J L Courtnev. Talbert T. S.-R*A Cochrane, E C AVinn, R Y Quarles. Trenton S. D.-C A Long, E Ryan, B J Day. Union S. D.-L B Blease, M M Payne, W A Webb.. Union Grove S. D.-J W A i toi: J M Gaines, A C Stalworth. Wards T. S-M W Clark, Horn, L V Claxton. Vashington T. S.-W R Parks, JA Butler, Winchester McDaniel. Wise T. S.-S B Mays, Thos H Rainsford, P F Ryan. Zoar S. D.-R P Coleman, Luke M Crouch, J D Wells. J. B. HALTIWANGER, Auditor E. C. 'ADGETT PAYS HE FREIGHT Why Pay Extreme Prices for Goods ! Send for Catalogue and Soe What You Can Sara I (T 1 COO for tiiis *P I J- ELS?ANTOAS BEDBCOH SUIT -con sisting of Bureau, Bedstead A Wash stand-wortli $2>; PRICE MOW $15 100 other Bedroom Suits, <l\ prices. $69. Just to Introduce them, ?io freight paid on this Or gan. Guaranteed to bo a pood organ or money re funded. - Mogant Plush PARLOR SUITS, consisting I of Som. Arm Chair, Rocking Chair, Divan, and 2?hie Chairs -w?r?h $45. Will deliver ll to your depot for $33. This No. 7 S?Zra, /?Or A ?pGG SEWKtQ UACimiB with all nttactiiiienis, for -ONLY $13.50 _dellvcred to ymir depot. ?'Thc regular prion of this ?JUG?Y UARtoTAriollnrs. i'he manufacturer pays all the expenses and I sell them LO you for ft$-5L2.*7'S and guarantee cverv one a oargaln. No freight paid on this Buggy STOKE with 21 pieces of ware, will bc deliver ed to your depot for only $12 regular price $15? Sp G SO PIANO delivered at your depot. all freight paid forjlitO Semi for catalogues of Furniture, Cooking Stoves, Baby Carriages, Bicycles, Organs, Pi anos. Tea Sets, Dinner Seta, Lamps, &c, and SAVE MONEY. Address L.F.PADQETTgSS&Sy JOS. H. CAN??LOU, ATTORNEY AT EIDO-EFIELTJ, S, C. Will practice In all the Courts cf the State. 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