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THE NSTIONfIL B?NK OF AUGUSTA U C. HAYNS, Prea't. V. G. FORD, Casbiar. Capital, $250,000. Undivided Profits } ll 10,000. Pacilltlee, of oar tnagalflcent New Vaalt containing 410 Safety-Lock Boxes. Differ ent Sizes are offered to our patrons and Ute public at 93.00 to 310.00 per ?nnnm. THOS. J ADAMS PROPRIETOR. EDGEFIEID, S. C.. THE PLANTERS SAVINGS BANK. AUGUSTA, GA. Pajs Internai ? on Deposite. Accounts ! Solicited. L. C. HATJTE, President. W. O. WABDLAW, Cashier. VOL. LXVI. NO. 3. S $ The Cai A BY HI A pretty girl -was seated upon vine-wreathed porch, darning sto Ings. Max Delaney's eyes brightei as they rested upon her, and a th stirred his usually unsuscepti heart "Have I traversed the wide wo over, and gone unscathed all lilt years," hy asked himself, "only fall in love, at first sight with a n tic divinity out in the wilds of Mic gan?" At the sound of his footsteps t girl looked up. with a startled air, t lovely peach-bloom color deepen!: and brightening in her velvety cheel What Daisy Wentworth saw w a tall, dark young man. of eight-an twenty, with a somewhat listless e pression upon his face. He wore a toi ist's dress of gray tweed, and carri a small pack slung across his bro; shoulders. 0 "May I trouble you for a drink water?" he asked, In a low, music voice, that made the girl start, Its i fined accents were so different fro the rough speech to which she w: accustomed. Before Daisy could comply with tl "request, the kitchen-door swung su denly open, and a hard, strong-fe tured face, with beetling black brov and fiery eyes, peered out. the face i Mrs. Wentworth. Daisy's stepmothe "Don't come in here!" she cried, i a shrill, acrid voice, glowering angil! at the astonished young mau. "Ye have nothing I want In that nast pack. I never trade with tramps." "Oh, mother!" cried Daisy, in di may. "I am sure the man is no pct dler." "He's something worse, then, an had better go about his business." Mrs. Wentworth was about to slai the door, when, by an amusing coil cidence. a peddler's cart drove int tlie yard. She was one -of those women wh made "distinctions." Though unable t abide one who. carried his pack on hi own back, she had a w. -ikness fo peddlers who had arrived at the dis Unction of driving a cart* The angry look Instantly vnnishei from her face, leaving it bland am smiling. She decided that Max De laney must be the avant courier. "I'm sure I beg your paidou!" sh said, humbly. "I took you for one c the sort that goes about with f goods made right here at J cheap laces they try to pa) at genuine thread. l am disgir. ^ lie w?&oie tribe. And Daisy put rae all out of temper trifling and idling. Just Uk mother, they say. It's a drv. to have another woman's child t( bring up. I would never have mar ried Silas Wentworth had I known bc would up and die at the end of fm years, and leave me to take care ol his first wife's daughter. I have children enough of my own to look after." Daisy was accustomed to these ti rades, but they always brought- tears to her. eyes. She might have reported that her stepmother had seized upon the bit of property that was left, and used it all for the benefit of her own children, but she refrained. "Wait a minute." Mrs. Wentworth resumed, garrulously. "I've got lots of rags stowed away in the garret, that I've been keeping until the right person comes along. If you don't mind being hindered, I'll go and gather 'em up." A roguish twinkle showed itself in Max Delaney's eyes, as the woman disappeared In the direction of the uppef regions. "My pack only contains the kit of a strolling artist,", he said, smilingly. "But here comes the real Simon Pure," as a. freckled-faced man, with a scraggy, sandy moustache, ascend ed the steps, bringing an armful of tinware and some old-fashioned steel y?rds. "I shall abdicate in his favor." Daisy's cheeks were burning hotly, but she caught up her print sunbon net and bringinp a tumbler from the pantry-shelf, led the way to the well. In the shadow of some lilac-bushes at the roar of the hou.se. Max drank the cool water she prof ferred, as though it had been am brosia. On returning the empty glass, his gaze happened to fall upon the pin that fastened Daisy's collar. It was a cameo of considerable value a portrait finely and artistically crt; but it did not look out of place, though her dress was of common gingham. "I beg your pardon!" he said, eager ly. "But may I ask where you got that broach?" "It was my mother's," Daisy replied; "that ls why I like to wear lt" "Oh-an heirloom! Can you tell mc anything of its history?" "Very little. My mother prized it highly. The likeness is that of some relative-a great-aunt, I believe." "What was your mother's maiden name?" "Ethel McLean." Max gazed at the girl curiously. He would have said more, but Mrs. Went worth's shrill voice sounded nt that instant calling sharply for Daisy. "Don't be loitering there, you good for-nothing child! You might try to make yourself useful occasionally.. You've only been a burden to me ever since your father died. Go right up Into the garret and bring down the rest o' them rags." Daisy flitted away, a painful flush suffusing her face. But she had not seen the last of the handsome artist. That evening, as she stood dejectedly at the garden gate, wearied out with the labors of th? day and trying to escape for a few moments from her stepmother's' .shrewish tongue, he came whistling along the lane, and paused beside her. "You have, been crying I" he ex claimed, abruptly, looking into ber pretty forget-me-not 0701? ?O Brooch - \ WINWOOD. ? "Yes,"'she admitted. "It was very foolish of me." "That dreadful woman has be?n scolding you again?" "I deserved lt, no doubt. I am not strong, and cannot accomplish much." Max Delaney muttered something under his breath, then asked: "Why don't you leave her? Have you no relatives to whom you could go?" Daisy shook her head. "There is only the great-aunt of whom I spoke this morning-and I don't even know where to find her. It would make no difference if I did. She is very rich, but my stepmother says she hates girls, and could not be induced to give me a penny." "Suppose you go away with me?" The girl stared at him, her cheeks flushed, her lips parted. "I-I don't understand what' you mean, slr," she stammered. "There is no occasion to look so frightened, little one, though it is very sudden. But I took a liking to you at once, and I cannot endure to see you abased I want 3'ou for my wife, darl ing." Daisy had had lovers hefore, but never one for whom she cared. A thrill of tingling sweetness shot through her veins. She felt the /:pell of those magnetic, dark eyes, hut Max Delaney was a stranger, and she dared not yield to it. "Xo, no-you cannot realize, what you are saying, or else you are only laughing at me!" she cried, running away and hiding herself, with emo tions singularly blended of rapture and alarm. Two weeks wore on. Daisy saw no more of the handsome artist, but she was continually dreaming or thinking of him. One morning. Daisy unexpectedly re ceived a letter. It fell first into her stepmother's hands, who, in the exer cise of a privilege arrogated to herself. Immediately tore it open and possessed herself of its contents. It ran thus: "I do not expect to feel proud of a grand-niece brought up in the back woods of Michigan, but it is time you sa*w something of tho world. You can come to me for a six weeks visit if .vou like. But don't expect to become my heiress. My will ls made already, and does not give you a dollar. . wei ray expenses. Weir. I never!" Daisy's heart beat high with hope and expectation. "I may go?" she cried, in an eager, pleading tone. Mrs. Wentworth frowned. "'I don't knew how to spare you. just as harvest is coming on. But that crabbed old maid would be angry if I refused to let you go. She lives In Philadelphia, it appears. Twenty-five dollars will take you there, and you'll Want 23 more for new clothes. That will leave $50 for me and my daughter Joanna. Yes. you might as well be gin to get ready.' When Daisy's preparations were all made, and she was about setting out upon ber journey, Mrs. Wentworth said: "Now I want you to speak a good word for Joanna. She ain't no rela tion of Miss McLean, to-be-sure, but the old miser might send her a few dresses and jewels, and never miss 'em. Take everything that's offered you, Daisy, and when you come back I'll divide the things between you two girls." Daisy was quite startled by the mag nificence of the brown stone front where Miss McLean resided. Her great aunt, a wrinkled old crone in black velvet and lace, welcomed her with a kiss. "You have your mother's face, my dear. I am glad of that." "Oh," cried Daisy, eagerly, "do you remember my mother?" "Certainly. I used to wish she was a boy. that I might leave her my money. But girls are not of much con sequence in this world. I had lo?t all trace of poor Ethel. And so Silas Wentworth is dead? He was a good man, but sadly wanting in energy." "How did you find me. Aunt Patty?'' "That's a secret." an odd twinkle in her beady eyes. "By-the-way. I seeyou wear a cameo brooch that was your mother's. It was cut in Italy half a century ago. Do you know whose head it is!" "Yours. Aunt Patty." The old woman laughed softly. "Yes dear; though it does not bear much resemblance to me now. One changes in f>0 years. There were two cut at the same time. I have always kept the duplicate." It was a charmed llfethatopenedfor Daisy. The gay city, with all its re tractions and nov, lties, seamed like en chanted land. She was thoroughly happy for the first time in her life. Miss McLean appeared quite fond of her, and her sweet dreams were never interrupted by Mrs. Wentworth's sharp, rasping voice. . Six weeks went by all too quickly, and at last she was summoned to her great-aunt's dressing-room. "The limit of your stay has expired," Miss McLean said, looking at her keen ly. "I hope you have enjoyed your self?" "Very, very much!" Daisy answered, her voice choking a little. "It was very kind of you to Invite me here." "You are ready to ivturn home?" "Whenever you think I had better go, dear aunt." Two or thrpf great drops fell down the girl's pretty face. She wiped them surreptitiously away, but not before tho cunning old woman had seen thom. "Daisy,'1 she laid abruptly, "what ii Z were to ask you to romain ?" The girl sprang toward her with ah Impulsive little cry. "Will you, Aunt Patty? Oh, I would be so glad!" "You can stay upon one condition. I have learned to love you, but my will Ls made, as I wrote you. lt can not be altered, even to please you. The bulk of my fortune goes to my half sister's son, a very worthy young mau. Daisy, you cnn remain as his wife! I have communicated with him, and he is very willing to consent to the ar rangement." Daisy grew very pale. Consent to marry a man she had never seen? No, that would have been impossible, even if Max Delaney's Image did not fill all her heart. "I must go,", she said sadly. "There ls no other way." "Walt until you have met my heir. You might change your mind." "Never!" Poor Daisy dropped floods of tear? into the trunk with the new clothes Miss McLean's generosity had provid ed. At last, .when the goodbyes had been spoken, she groped her way blindly down stairs. A gentleman stood near the drawing-room door. As she looked up, a startled cry broke from her lips. "Max Delaney!" "You here? How very strange!" She blushed furiously, but ns the young man opened his arms. Daisy leaned her h ad up n his ; boulder with a weary sigh. "Are you glad to see me, darling?" he whispered. "Oh. very glad!" "Then do you love me a little?" "Yes," she answered, unable to keep back the truth. Just then Daisy heard a low laugh, and looking up, saw Miss McLean standing upon the landing, her kind old face beaming with delight. "You might as well ring for the maid to take your wraps, my dear!" she called out. Daisy glanced bewilderingly from the smiling woman to the handsome lover. "What does she mean?" "That you are never going back to be abused by your shrewish stepmoth er," Max answered. "Forgive me for trying you so sorely, but it was Aunt Patty's wish. I nm her heir." One week later, Mrs. Wentworth re ceived a large box of clothing and nicknack?, but she had seen the last of Daisy herself.-Saturday Night. QUAINT AND CURIOUS. Mt. Edgecomb, In Alaska, has ono of _ callie, suapeu in crinkled paper, on the spot Where the dead lie. The ceremony is a. mark of respect and is believed also to act as a sedative on the departed spirits. The spectacle of tho ibis thoroughly domesticated on a pool within the city limits of Los Angeles, Cal., is sugges tive of the mild winters of that re gion, as the ibis is a tropical bird. These birds were introduced several years ago, and live there perfectly contented. a During a recent thunderstorm In Philadelphia lightning struck a marble Statue of Diana at the entrance TO Fairmont park. Immediately after ward the left leg of the statue turned brown. Next morning all rhj color ing had disappeared, except one large sfot, which has so far resisted per Estent scrubbing and the application of powerful ard*. The marble ?tatu? vi 1 en struck w.is illuminated as '1 hough bund roos or electric lights had ti>ru arranged accut it. _ The strong, firm linen woven in many struggling country homes, iu Colonial days, was too valuable and too readily exchangable and valuable to be kept whooly free from use. especially when there were so few salable articles pro duced on the farm. It was sold or more frequently exchanged nt tho vil lage store for any desired commodity, such as calico, salt, sugar, spices or tea. It readily sold for 42 cents a yard. Therefore the boys and even the fathers did not always have linen shirts to wear. Perhaps no greater difference exists between any mode of the olden times and that of today than can be seen in the manner-of serving the meals of the family. In the first place the very dining table of the colonists was not like our present ones. It was a long and narrow board, sometimes but three feet wide, with no legs attached to iL It was laid on supports or tres tles, shaped something like a saw horse. Thus lt wns literally a board, and was called a tableboard, and the. linen cover used at meals was not called a tablecloth, but a boardcloth or boardclothes. Mexico Trying to Kuy Amnrlcnn Horno*. The Mexican government ls the last to enter the United States in search for cavalry horses, and accord ing to Manuel Alvarez of thc City of Mexico, who is at the American House here, his government is too late to lind such horses as aro suitable for the purpose. Senor Alvarez is the agent of the Mexican war department. He bas been through Arizona and New Mexico and a large part of Colo rado. The horses he wants must be not less than 15 1-2 hands and not more than 1G hands high, and of all solid color, either black or dark brown. For suitable horses his government pays from $05 to $125. Senor Alvarez said that nearly all the horses which were suitable for cavalrymen had al ready been bought by Russian, Ger man and English agents.-Denver Re publican. Ono of the most universal fallings In regr.rd to cornet diet ls tile pegjuct to drink enough water. I COTTON IS This Season's Crop Gold, TEN cents cotton, the South'? j S dream of golden prosperity has been realized. Af&g; many seasons of effort to a^' just production to the five cent, basis the necessity for so doing has sudden ly been removed. Low prices hap!' done their work by immensely stimp kiting the demand for cotton goo<j$? and it ls not likely that a return "pf. cheap rates will occur, at least forwj long time to come. With cotton highett, than it ins been in years the demand is stronger than it ever has been b?? fore. .j Americans are apt to look upSfe wheat as the greatest of all crops, MR; it is a fact that taking Into nccoinjfc all climes and countries, cotton is tife* most important crop in the world. Is a fact also that the United Stat$5 supplies a large proportion of all tm cotton that is used, a far greater pr|j| portion than comes from any otbjij country. The cotton belt of the Unjgi ed States extends over about ten dj grees of latitude, including elevi States and Territories, in which forms the chief staple, while it raised to some extent in half a doz?| other commonwealths. This region measures something lll?r six hundred thousand sqoare milef? of which about twenty million acrcg are devoted to raising cotton. It cpi* tains a population of upward of te? million people, while it is safe to Sift that ten million more depend for theft prosperity, directly or indirectly, upop the cotton industry. Taking into coi slderaticn the cotton spinning m: as well as the cotton raising I: dustry. cotton becomes of a greal anniiii'. money value to the UniteS States than gold, wheat or corn. .; It is a mis;aleen idea to suppose that the present high.price of cotton is tifc result of a crop failure. The ymti of last season, 10,500,000 bales, exceeds' any crop raised In this country, wi? Hie exception of the two previous sea sons, which produced phenomena? yields of over 11.000,000 bales ea.cB. The falling off of 500.000 males theo tore should be construed merely aspt return to normal production, but to vast increase in tho number of uaw for the product has made this norm? crop virtually an under supnlv While no gren+ 'rr ^uie, forelelfli^ ?;.v? oi prosperity for the South such ss the magnificent yields of wheat and ?orn have brought to the West. j During the entire period of depres i?n in the colton growing regions pro duction has been adjusted to a low level of cost, which will make the iu XIBABHIHG TO TICK COTTON. dustry profitable even at a lower price 1 than that which now prevails. ! ! Great plantations, manned by ex- i pensive labor, are not likely again to J : become profitable in the South. Cot- 1 : ton is now grown almost exclusively i by small farmers, men wh- , own or 1 rent farms, or who work on shares the pieces of land belonging to the ? proprietors ot' largo plantations. Tlies? i men put their own labor into the soil, i and by careful cultivation make thc < most of each acre. c I About the only assistance they need : i to employ is in the picking. The pick- i 1 ing season means as much to the labor < j of thc Southern States as harvesting i ! do:'K to those of the wheat belt. 1 Cotton raising ls by no means a mat- j . UT unattended by work and worry, i From the time when the soed ia put i into t?t ground-in tbc South Atlantic i tm AGAIN. I ia Greater Value Than <p tor-Cor?. ^ Itates about the middle of April intil the picking is' over in October or arly in November the planter is com lelled to be constantly oil the alert gainst the- many enemies of his crop, nd never knows until thc fluffy down 3 safely housed whether his crop h o be a success or not. .Rust and blight may descend upon t when the prospect is of the fairest, f there is a continuous drought the saves and bolls of the plant fall off: t there is too much rain after the boll pens the cotton rots. The cut worm ats the tender sprouts, the boll worra levours the heart of the plant, while ther crawling and flying pests are ikely to fall upon it and turn an entire eason's work into waste within a reek. It may be truly said that ternnl vigilance is the price of suo ess in raising cotton. Cotton seed is sown in rows by a uachlne called the "planter." When he plants are well above ground they ire thinned out by cutting a part of he sprouts, and the ground between he rows is gone over with a cultiva or several times until the bolls are on LOADING COTTON ON A UIVER BOAT. he plant. Then the rows are hilled up. liter which the future of the crop nust be left to the weather and a be nign Providence until the season for yicking arrives. The amount of cotton that one can Dick in a day depends largely upon the experience of the picker, but partially, Uso, upon the condition of the crop. A lght crop makes slow picking, and xraversely, an abundant crop makes he task of gathering an easy one. A lively worker will gather about two hundred pounds of cotton in a day, ilthough there frequently are cases ivhere as much as three or four lnm ired pounds have been picked by a jingle worker. The cotton pickers are sharing in no .mall measure the prosperity which :en cent cotton has brought to the South. For several years past the iverage wages paid to the pickers lave been from forty to Bf ty cents per mndred. At present, however, prices n many parts of the South have risen :o sixty and sixty-five cents. From the weighing baskets and the ?torehouses the cotton is hauled on big ivngons to rho gin. Most of the gins n use in the South are of the old pat ero invented by Eli Whitney, with mly a few modern improvements. This nachine separates the fibre by tearing t from tho seed by means of a series >f circular saws willi fine teeth. It s then placed in a condenser, from ivhich it emerges in thin, gauzy sheets ..eady for baling. Five hundred pounds ot' cotton la nippogec* to go Into a bole. Tt is paclwd together by a press and then encif clod by six hoop? of iron. In rbis form it is carried away to market, fumed over to the factor or commis sion merchant, and by bim shipped to fts destination, going chiefly to th?.? looms of old and New England. The cotton raising industry has been largely controlled by these cor-nlsaion merchants. It has been their custom to advance money to the planters, tak ing as their security the prospective crop. In this way cotton raiser? have been kept largely dependent upon them, and they have been able to make a good profit on most of the cotton which passed through their hands. At the present time, however, the planters are coming more and more TO rely upon their own efforts, and when Hiey have realized their independence of the "general store" and the commis sion merchant they will be able to ob tain a better return upon their invest ments. The other de'velopmeni which is add .ng immensely to the prosperity of the South is the growth of the cotton spinning industry. Instead of shipping its cotton to Liverpool or New Eng land, as formerly, the South now works up its own raw material. Near ly five ann dree cotton mills are now in operation within the limits of the cotton belt, running five million spin dles, representing an investment of $130,000,000, and consuming annually 1,500,000 bales of cotton, or about one seventh of the entire cotton crop. The growth f the manufacturing in dustry, side by side with..the fields of production, is one of the most encour aging signs for the industrial outlook of the South. It means millions of dollars in profits kept at home and iii wages paid out to operators, and it means a diversity of Interests, which is the best assurance of continued -..u*- -Van- Vnrir Worn Irl. the Amateur Photographer, is plan for the rank and file. The big prints, enlargement, or dire.-:, we like to frame if they are worth the ex pense. And then comes that large class of prints which we use for stand ing about the room, on tho mantel piece, round the glass over the fire, along the tops of frames of pictures, etc., in any corner ?ve can find. But this class soon becomes so numerous that there are no longer odd corners vacant for their reception, then what is to be done with them. lt is a very simple plan, as will be seen. The requisites are simple. They are twine, stout paper, red office tape MEANS OP EXHIBITING PRINTS. seccotine and a knife. If it is a single mount we have to deal with we pro ceed as follows: Lay th? mount on Its face and mark points at equal dis tances from top edge and sides. Take the tape and cut off two pieces an inch long, b?nd them into loops and paste them to the back of the mount just over tiie points marked before, the ends pointing toward the bottom of the mount. Over these ends and across them paste two small strips of the paper and leave the whole to dry and set (Fig. 1). When the paste bas set lake the twine and tie to the loops, a sufficient to make the mount hang as desired. When two or more are to hang together on the same twine to form a set the only difference is that the tape loops are not used. Instead, tie knots in the twine, and pince tho knots over the points narked before them, paste strips of paper across the twine just above the knots (Fig. 2). One advantage of arranging prints this way Is that the dust does not get on the face of the prints. The more decorative scheme is to arrange ap propriate colored ribbon in this way, and the effect in the hands of an ar tistically inclined person is fine (Fig. 3). Counterfeit!* of Old Masters. An English expert declares that he knows- at least six hundred counter feits of old masters which are now hanging in the private galleries of the United States, all of which were orig inally purchased lu Europe at wry high prices. Originator of tho Circus, Philip Astley, a discharged British soldier, was thy originator of tho mod ern circus. He gu ve exhlultiouH ol' riding in a ring lu 1?70. 4&?^>^a?/^s>^>^>/^?^??^B* ?"?2?*53?> . " Watches, y| I . Jewelry. & Our fall stock is now ready for inspection. Watches, Diamonds, Fine Jewelry, Cut (?lass, Clocks, Sterling Silver Ware, Plated Ware, Fancy Woods, Etc. Gire us a call when in the city. Write for our new Catalogue. $ tit SCHWEIGERT & GO,, Jewelers. ? Afr ? Tx^o Stores, Jackson Street, Near Broadway, Augusta, fia. Fine Stock of LACES, EMBROIDERIES, HOSIERY, WHITE GOODS, LINENS, ETC. AGENCY FOR JOUVIN'S GLOVES, AMERICAN LADY CORSETS AND BUTTERICK'S PATTERNS. MAIL ORDERS SOLICITED. W. J. RUTHERFORD. lt. Ii. MOKRIS. W.J. RUTHERFORD & CO. MANUFACTURERS OF AND DEALERS IN Lime, Cement, Plaster, Hair, FIRE BRICE, FIRE CLAY, READY ROOFING, AND OTHER MATERIALS. ?uuu?iii ?a?iM ?lliJ ?l?ll?i Corner Washington aud Ellis Streets, AUGUSTA, GA. lillis o? ill 13s Made ol lari or tu. STONE WORK NEATLY DONE. Estimates for all classes of work in Marble and Stone solicited, and cheer fully furnished. C. F. KOHL RUSS, Proprietor. Can Yon Afford to Mittat it? MT? Burnett & Griffin Will place jos in some of thc Largest and Best companies DH earth. COUNTRY BUSINESS A SPECIALTY. See Our Life Insurance Contract. Buggies, Wagons, Pianos, Organs, Musical Instruments. Ii Yon "^Tant A good Buggy-the easiest running, best riding, with the longest staying qualities-see my lino of Open and Top Buggies, Carriages, Phaetons, etc. The best Wagon made, our Owensboro and Bussell Wagons. Anything in the Harness line, Buggy Robes, Whips, Saddlery, etc., we can furnish it to you at prices as cheap as the cheapest. The finest toned aud best made Piano on the market we can show it to you, or tho best Organ for the least money. Call and let us show them to yon. The finest selection of Sheet Music ever seen in this section, come and look through our line of classical and operatic vocal and instrumental music. And last, if the sad necessity ever comes to you or yours when you shall need anything in the Undertaker's line, OHT Hearse and entire line of Under takers' Goods are at your services. You are cordially invited to visit my store and lot us show you anything you wish to see or hear. . JOHNSTON, S. O. Job Printing IS NEXT TO NEWSPAPER ADVERTISING, TOE BEST ADVERTISEMENT IN THE WORM. We have been very Fortunate in securing the services of one of the best and most experienced printers IN THE STATE, and are now able to execute Job Printing of every description in all the leading Styles. The class of work turned out by us is acknowl edged to be the FINEST and the PRICES the LOWEST of any printers anywhere. A TRIAL ORDER WILL CONVINCE YOU. LET IT COME, SATISFACTION GUARANTEED, POOR WORK I? UNKNOWN TO US. BEBT QUALITY PAPER, ". ...._?