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EDGEFIELD, S. C.. WEDNESDAY. JANUARY 2d, 1901.
VOL. LXVI. NO. 4
I HARRY'S
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A BY MAEJO]
"What in the world does all this
mean? Aro you a summer Santa
Claus, Harry?"
Mae Thorndyke's dark eyes added
their laughing inquiry to this ques
tion as she glanced from the Ihick
packages, thin packages, and pack
ages of every size, shape and color
that strewed the grass at her feet to
the handsome boy, who had just tum
bled them from his bulging pockets.
Mae wa? the prettiest teacher that
ever queened it in a country school
house, and she was idling away one
of the last sweet afternoons of sum
mer vacation in the apple orchard
when Harry Freare, her fellow-board
er at the b. own farm-house on top of
the breezy ..ill sought her with his
bulging pock", ts.
"My exchanges," he explained, sur
veying thp packages at Mao's feet
with an air of proud possession.
"You know my offer of exchange
came out in Golden Days a little
while ago-'Petrified wood from the
Indian Territory for miscellaneous
curiosities.' A star-fish, a sea-urchin,
a piece of the Atlantic cable." he
continued, keeping up a running com
mentary as he unwrapped each pack
age. "And here's fun!" . he ex
claimed, as he finished rea?1 mg a let
ter. "A Boston boy wants ms to get
him a tomahawk from some of the
neighboring tribes of Indians, and to
tell him about some, of the buffalo
hunts I've had. The idea of buffaloes
and Indians in Southeastern Kansas!
I haven't done with that boy yet,",
hs concluded, mysteriously, as he
went away to'arrange his curiosities
in thc empty cabinet, which was a
late birthday preses and the motive
of his sudden craze .'or curiosities.
Left alone, Mae took up the zephyr
that was dancing into pink foam un
der her swift fingers, and tried to
fix her attention on the volume bf
Rossetti; but tears came thronging
to her eyes, and at last she gave up
all attempts at self-control, and bow
ing her golden head on her folded
arms, sobbed unrestrainedly.
A single word is sometimes the
key that unlocks a whole world of
recollections, and "Boston" had been
that word for Mae.
The past came surging back upon
her-the golden past of two years
ago, when she was one of the hap
piest girls in Boston, with a brother
in whom she, at least, could see no
fault, and a lover whom all the world
agreed in calling as manly and honor
able a fellow as ever lived.
Then the crash came. John Thorn
dyke had speculated with his em
ployer's money, lost it, and on the
eve of exposure had cut the dark
knot of impending fate and his own
thread of life at one stroke.
It ' was only one more item in the
lengthening list of crime and suicide,
but it changed the face of the world
for Mae.
She slipped away, severing all con
nection with her old life; and for
two years had been teaching a little
prairie-school, near which an old
nurse of hers lived, at whose home
she boarded.
"Dear old Phil, with his heart of
gold, I am so glad he Avas traveling
in Egypt when I went away, for I
know he wouldn't have given me up
if wild horses had been tearing me
away from him; but I love him too
much to stain his name with my
brother's disgrace, and he shall never
know where I am hiding," she said
to herself, with loving resolution, as
the'storm of sobs abated.
. * ? ? *
"Is that boy gettin' crazy, I won
der?" said Mrs. Dean, taking an ap
petizing peach-tart out of the oven
one Saturday morning, and looking
from the open window at Harry
Fteare, who lay on the grass-pl?t
reading a letter, and bubbling over
with suppressed merriment. "He
never deemed overly fond of writin'
till about a month ago, and now he's
always scribblin' and chucklin' away
to himself, and mumblin* a string o'
stuff about Injuns and huffalers, and
yaller-haired gale. Do you think his
brain can be a little mite teched?"
she inquired, anxiously, c-i Mae. who
was whisking a dozen eggs into the
airiest yellow froth.
"Perhaps he has been writing a
story, and has just received a letter
of acceptance from the publisher,"
laughed Mae, as a wild, exultant yell
rang out, and Harry rolled on the
grass in a paroxysm of mysterious
delight.
"See here, now, sir, you've just got
to tell us all about this! Air you
crazy, or hev you got a fit, or hev
you been writin' a story?" demanded
Mrs. Dean, swooping upon Harry,
and tugging him into the kitchen.
"It's the greatest fun I ever had,
and I'd have told you and Miss Mae
all about it, only I was afraid you'd
want me to stop. You remember the
Boston boy who waniud me to get
him a tomahawk?" queried the mirth
ful culprit at the bar of justice, as
ho faced Mae. "Well," he continued,
as she nodded, "I've been writing
him the greatest string of stuff you
ever heard about the Indians and
buffaloes, and of course I had to have
a pretty girl in my yarn, so I took
you, and wrote him a lot of stuft
about your riding over the prairie,
with your hair flying loose, and jump
ing six-foot fences, and said that the
Indians called you Sunshine-of-the
Plain. Well, the Boston fellow takes
lt all in; but the funniest of all the
thing that I was roaring so over, out
on the grass, is that a boarder of his
mother's takes it in, too. Jim-that's
the Boston fellow-has been telling
him about my letters, and gave him
the one to read where I wrote all
about you. Well, the upshot of it was
tho boarder made up his mind to go
West in a hurry, and Jim thinks he's
fallen in love with you, and is com
ing out to propose. Maybe that's
him now." Harry suggested mis
chievously, as a determined knock
sounded on the half-opened door.
Sc the exclamations, reproofs and
laughter that Harry's story had
called forth were hushed, and the
stranger bade to enter.
He appeared to be a flne-looklng
man, sp far as his features were dis*
CABINET. I
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SIE BTJRN3. rf
cernible through tho cataract of red
whiskers that overflowed his face,
while a pair of enormous green spec
tacles concealed his eyes.
He wore a huge Panama hat, lined
with green, and carried a small wood
en box and a geological hammer.
"If you lend me-aha! vat you call
him-a tin-cup, if you please, goot
lady get me some vater from your
veil," he said, bowing elaborately to
Mrs. Dean.
"Water? No, indeed-you shall
have milk!" said Mrs. Dean, her hos
pitable soul in arms, as she waved
the stranger to a chair.
And she brought him a brimming
goblet of milk and a fragrant slice
of gingerbread.
"You vas so goot and your home
vas so lofely, all covered up mit
roses! It must be so shveet in the
mornings to hear the leetlo birds
sing!" he murmured, gratefully, sip
ping his milk and staring senti
mentally at the late-climbing roses
that thrust their pink faces in at the
window.
"Law, what a nice man!" said Mrs.
Dean, in an appreciative aside. "Now,
my Joshua don't know a rose from a
cabbage, and don't care a mite more
for a bird than he does for a June
bug."
The stranger was evidently encour
aged by this admiration, and held
out a card, bearing the name, "Herr
von Schneitzenberg."
"If I could lodge at your lofely
home!" he pleaded. "I have-vat you
call him?-references, and I vould be
out all the day, looking for fosseels
in your coal-mines."
"Oh. let him come!" begged Harry.
"As he's a geologist, he could help
me label my specimens."
"What do you think about it. Mae?
He might have thc north roo"\" sug
gested Mrs. Dean, who had iaken a
great fancy to Herr von Schneitzen
berg, and, besides-transplanted Yan
kee matron that she was-she was al
ways ready to turn an honest penny.
So the bargain was sealed, with
the stipulation that Mrs. Dean should
be allowed to call her boarder Mr.
Smith. "For if I called you that
name every time I spoke to you I
shouldn't have any time left to do the
work," she said.
Toward sunset Mae wa? sitting on
thc front porch making some prepar
ation for the next week's lessons, for
it was September, and her school had
begun again, when Herr von Schneitz
enberg came out and took a seat near
her.
"This is aa it should be-lofe,
poetry and lofeliness." he said, beam
ing sunnily through his green glasses
from the little book of poetical ex
tracts which Mae held to the sweet
face bending above it.
"No; love and I have nothing to do
with each other. I am merely pre
paring a parsing lesson for my schol
ars," returned Mae. coldly, as she
moved her chair a trifle farther from
ihis sentimental Touton.
"But you surely h af lof ed? Vas he
tead, or a schamp?" he demanded,
fixing his goggles upon her face, with
quiet insistence.
"Philip Earle a scamp? Never!"
said Mae. rising abruptly, with in
dignant crimson flushing her cheeks.
"Stop! I only wanted to know
whether you loved him still," said a
mellow voice, from which the foreign
accent and guttural tone had strange
ly disappeared.
Mae turned, flushing and paling
fear, hope, delight, each struggling
for mastery in her wide, dark eyes.
In a second the green goggles fell
to the ground, the red wier and whisk
ers following suit, and the transfor
mation of Herr von Schneitzenberg
into Philip Earle was complete.
"Oh, you cruel little thing!" he
said, folding Mae in his strong arms.
"When I came home from Egypt,
alarmed at hearing nothing from you
after that terrible report in the news
papers, and found that you had dis
appeared as completely as the brido
in 'The Mistletoe Bough,' I followed
up rumor after rumor, only to find
them delusive, until at last your
young friend's letters to Jimmie
Brown gave me the correct clew. I
assumed a disguise, fearing that you
might have learned to love some one
else, and thinking if that was the
case I could go quietly away without
disclosing my identity; but your
pretty burst of indignation a moment
ago showed me that my Mae was still
my own."
"But I forgot," said Mae, struggling
away from his encircling arm; "I
cannot marry you and disgrace you."
"Don't talk of disgrace and your
self in the same breath, Mac! I tell
you that you shall marry me! So you
might as well accept the situation
with the best grace possible."
Somehow Mae's resolution melted
away just then, and she accepted the
situation with so good a grace that
when Mrs. Dean came to thc door
her golden head was resting on
Philip's shoulder, and the two were
cooing lovers' sweet nothings to each
other-surely the happiest pair un
der the pink sunset ihat night.
"Well, if I ever heard of the like,
Mae! I wouldn't have believed it of
you and Mr. Smith, if I didn't see it
with my own eyes!" gasped MFS.
Dean, sinking to the step and fanning
herself with a highly-scandalized air.
Mae laughed, and explained the sit
uation.
"Well. I thought if Philip Earle had
the spunk of a man, he'd find you out,
by hook or by crook," beamed Mrs.
Dean, much relieved. "But I can't
help feelin* sort o' sorry that that
sweet Mr. Smith has gone," she
mourned, with a rueful glance at the
discarded goggles and red hair, the
sole remnants of the courteous Teu
ton who had completely won her soft
heart.
But she was partly consoled for the
non-existence of "that sweet: Mr.
Smith" by the present of a red-plush
parlot-set that she had long coveted,
and Harry Freare and Jimmie Brown
also rejoiced in many new posses
sions dear to boyish hearts.
No need to ask il' Mae was happy,
as sho and Phillp steamed across the
prairie Ut hy the cloth-of-gold of
acres of wild sunflowers. The darle
gulf of disgrace and loneliness was
annulled, and past, present and fu
ture seemed all one rose-lit unity.
Saturday Night.
LIVING CHEAP IN OKLAHOMA.
The Fat of the Land to Be lind at Small
Expense.
There is no need to go to Europe for
cheap living while Oklahoma exists,
says Ellen Churchill Candee, in the
Atlantic Monthly. Dibtance from tho
large markets make it the ideal place
for housekeepers with a slender purse.
All homegrown foods of a perishable
nature can he had for refreshingly low
prices. Some of these make Eastern
heads of families groan with envy.
Watermelons, notwithstanding that
several hundred freight cars of this
juicy fruit roll northward to Kansas
City, can be bought at any time from
July to coldweather for five cents each,
and those of a size and sweetness un
surpassed. Musk melons, delicious as
nectar, are five cents a dozen, although
these, too, are sent away liberally, in
carloads. Spring chickens are 25 cents
a pair; sweetbreads, 10 and 15 cents;
beef and lamb, 15 cents a pound,
grapes-alas, this luscious crop is
nearly given away-1 cent a pound for
the best. The reason for this humble
price attached to so fine a fruit is
that the crop matures and is in its
prime during the heat of August, and
shipment is impossible except in re("i
gerator cars, which are too expensive.
And so the whole population revels in
delicious juice.
Another reason why Oklahoma piques
the interest is that almost everyone re
members the unique way in which it
sprang into being as a land for civil
ized men, and yet only those who
actually took part in the run remem
bers its excitement and its injustices.
First, the land was bought from the
Indians and surveyed in a plaid of
mile-square sectiens, with stones or
blazed trees to mark the corners. Then
the militia swept the country of every
unofficial being, and the government
having duly advertised the date of
this grand gift distribution, somebody
fired a pistol in the air at the time se
lected, and nearly 100,000 desperate,
greedy folk burst through the boun
daries and ran for prizes. They had
come from distances nenr and far,
and had camped for days near the bor
der with a saddle-horse, a buggy and a
farm wagon and team, and for hours
before the signal had stood in line
restrained by thc militia. In that
mad race, brute strength, selfishness
and blind disregard of others were
what won.
QUAINT AND CURIOUS.
The greatest elevation ever attained
by balloonists was 37,000 feet, about
seven miles. The ascent was made
by James Glaischer, F. R. S., and a
Mr. Coswell, at Wolverhampton, Eng
land, September 5, 1S62.
Nearly all the snakes in Samoa are
harmless. It is customary for the j
native girls, when about to attend .
dances, to adorn their necks and .
arms by winding live reptiles around
them.
Beds are comparatively scarce in
Russia, and many well-to-do houses
are still unprovided with them. Peas
ants sleep on the tops of their
ovens ; middle class people and ser
vants roll themselves up in sheepskins
and lie down n^ar stoves ; soldiers
rest upon wooden cots without bed
ding, and it is only within the last few
years that students in schools have !
been allowed beds.
The ashes of Dante, inclosed in an
iron urn, are about to be transported,
with great ceremony, to the library pa
lace of Florence. The urn was long
ago stolen from a church in Ravenna,
and secreted in the outer wall of a
chapel. It seems that a sculptor named
Pazzi has for years possessed this ex
traordinary treasure, and has recently
handed it over to Florence, where
Dante was born, and whence he was
exiled.
One of the most extraordinary
civic customs that still survive is that
of " weighing-in " the corporation of
High Wycombe, England. After the
election of the mayor is concluded,
that functionary, the aldermen and the
councillors proceed t' the borough
office of weights and measures, where
they are weighed and their correct
weights duly entered in a book. Thc
policemen on duty are also included,
and last year provided the heaviest
man in the person of the senior ser
geant, who scaled 18 stone, the
light weight of the corporation being
the town clerk, whose avoirdupois was
barely nine stone.
A notable instance of liberality in
high quarters is that of the English
Earl Qf Dysart, who, beine himself a
musical enthusiast, and a good land
lord, recently made a visit to all the
tenants on his estate, and arranged to
present a piano to every family where
he found any of the children showed
an aptitude for music. Another sin
gular case of thoughtfulness for the
poor comes from Paris. There are
few Paris windows where plants grow
ing in pots are not seen, A rich phi
lanthropist has had the queer idea of
opening a free hospital for sick plants
in the Faubourg St. Antoine. There
are big greenhouses, with plenty of
gardeners who look after the plants
that are brought In till they recover,
and then return them to their owners.
Cultivating a Frenk Nut.
Efforts are being made, through
cultivation, to increase the size of va
rious native American nuts, and nota
ble success in this line has been ob
tained with the "shagbark" and the
chestnut. A new kind of black walnut
has been found out in Ohio, which is a
veritable freak, one-half of the shell be
ing not developed, nor yet thc kernel
on that-side, so that the pear-shaped
nut contains only a single "meat."
Ordinary black walnuts have a parti
tion dividing them into two compart
ments so that it is almost impossible
to get the kernels out whole-a point
which militates against tho usefulness
of the nut for market purposes. The
freak nut ls being tried in cultivation,
an it may prove valuable some day.
WALL STREET'S
?WILL 5?LL ATA ?fe
? w/LL sm WO 5Mft??
Millions cLange hands daily in Wall
The trading is carried on by means o 1
gers. Tho confusion on the floor is of t
make himself heard by shouting in 11
broker wishes to buy or sell stock wi i
or perhaps across the room, convert ?
used megaphones the confusion woul (
this they have devised a sign langari {
deaf and dumb. With this vocabula i
stock no matter how great the turmo j
I [Hilil p on the I
* {(lilia!) Reservation. |
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Compared with the lives led by tho
full-blooded Indian cbildren of the
northwestern reservations, the miser
able urchins who play in a city's gut
ters dwell in a paradise of joys.
The gutter snipe Is almost certain to
have some marbles or a top in his
clothes; he can earn a few pennies for
himself upon occasion; he is quick
witted and brimming with nervous en
ergy; of mirth-provoking expedients-be
is as full as an egg is of meat, and at
repartee he bas no equal.
Indian children, on the other hand,
are born grave and solemn and stolid.
The art of self-repression practiced for
centuries by their ancestors has "be
come a second nature to them-is in
herited-with the result of transform
ing what should be their golden age
into mere existence, joyless and apa
thetic.
In babyhood their training compels
them to endure without whimpering
discomforts and hardships which
would destroy children of the white
race. Strapped tightly to the back of
a squaw, or left to themselves so tied
in a blanket that use of their limbs
is denied them, they arc mere silent
bundles, voiceless, without will or pow
er. There is no dandling, no coddling,
no one to teach them to smile, no ef
fort to develop the softer side of their
natures. The squaw is too busy hew
ing wood, or carrying water, or pro
paring focd for her buck and brood, or
in making beaded wares to sell to the
trader, for that.
And when they are old enough to be
trusted upon their legs alone and un
fettered they are left to themselves,
with less care than a litter of pigs re
ceives from Its sow mother-until such
time as the squaw perceives that she
LITTLE GI
may lighten her own labors by com
pelling the papooses to share in them.
There is no running "to meet papa,"
no clinging to bis legs as he walks, no
riding "cockhorse" on his feet. Until
they have shown character in some
unexpected way or performed some
unexpected deed the buck father will
bestow upon them less attention than
he gives his pony, or his herd of ponies,
if he is rich.
Gene, the eight-year-old son of Stand
ing Elk, ou the Cheyenne reservation,
crawled out of his blankets one dari;
night and, guided by the beating of
tom-toms and the ki-yi-iug that usually
accompanies such an affair, made his
way alone to the Rosebud, where
White Bull's bucks were having a
"ghost dance." He did not dare to min
gle with the dancers, so he hid in the
bunch grass nearby and watched the
bucks ns they stamped nud chanted
around the Uro.
Geno had unsuspected powers of
mimicry. Thc daueing made a strong
impression on him. Next morning,
when Standing l?lk flartPd our of lils
Wickiup tr) vJiftitlsf? tim nolty young*
SIGN LANGUAGE.
Bl/r5CSmflES .
street without thc scratch of .1 pen.
! signs rondo with the hands and fin
en so great that .1 broker cannot even
ie ear of the man next him. When :i
:h his customer several feet from him
ition is impossible. If the brokers
i be merely increased. To obviate
re something like that used by thc
.y of finance a man can buy or soil
L
stcr, he was astonished at what he sow
and heard. There was ? Jene stamping
about with the grace and vigor of a
practiced (lancer, to no other accom
paniment than his own ki-yi-ing. He
twisted and contorted and stamped
like nu old-timer, and he had thc step
down so pat that his genies for that
sort of thing was borne in on Standing
Elk in a flash.
Calling to his squaw. Standing Elk
bade her find bells and headdress and
fallals of the conventional sort for the
boy. and, when rho youngster was thus
togged out, his father bade him dane-..'
before thc chiefs of the tribe. Gene
ii
acquitted himself so well that he wen
the approval of-the chiefs, and is now
the most envied boy on the reserva
tion. Little Indian maidens would
walk miles just to have him say
.'How'' to them.
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HEXEVER the air is filled
witli uneasy rumors o?
trouble between Russia
and England attention nat
urally turns to Afghanistan nnd it.?
ruler, the Ameer, the death of whom
is popularly believed to bo the one
lhing which will break the armed
truce and precipitate a clash between
the two great: nations now so hungrily
looking toward Afghanistan, writes
John T. Mccutcheon, in tho Chicago
Record.
There has existed for .1 long time
down in India a belief that the
Ameer's death would leave Afghanis
tan at the mercy of Russia and Eng
land, und that there will be an inevi
table rush from both sides ol' the bor
der to seize thc territory.
About fourteen miles to the east
ward of the entrance to the Khyber
?NE STANDING ELK AND TWO OF HIS
Pass is the wonderful city of Tosha
wur, which is as typically a central
Asian city as Kabul or Bokhara. In
SOLJDimtj)' VJARKACKS KOOH, TESIIAWCn.
the old days the Indus marked the di
viding lines between the Indian races
and the Afghan or central Asian
tribes, and at that time Peshawur was
well within the territory and influ
ences of Afghanistan. Even now the
city itself retains all its old character*
[sties nnd is still an almost unkuown
town.
Tho British cnptonmcutR pro two
fnlleS from Peshawur, and all th*
white people' hate clustered about thc
troops at that point, the remilt being
a beautiful, well-kept town.- $o white
people live' in Peshawur, excepting ons
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A BBITISn CANTEEN AT PESHAWUR.
family of Ini?rtfionnries, while as for
Visitors,- there a hardly a dozen white
inen who enter the walls of Peshawur
in a month's tinier
A big wall about fifty feet high sur
rounds tile city'.- at one end of which ia
a gigantic fortress, SViiere a garrison
of British soldiers is statioilc/d/ Cnn-1
nous are constantly trained dowil ort
thc town, for there is always danger of
an outbreak among the 200,000 .Afri?is
and Afghans who combine to make up
its seething, squalid population. White
civilians are cautioned against enter
ing the city without an escort, and
no one is permitted to enter its gates
at nightfall. The British soldiers and
officers seldom go into the town.
The Pcshawuv cantonments are
pleasant and pretty. Broad, shady
streets, tho inevitable mall? a cricket
ground and race course were essential
features of the town. Officers' bunga
lows, big, rambling, thick-wallcd mud
houses one story high, painted blue
and white, line the mall, each one
standing alone in a big compound filled
with trees. On the other side of the
mali is the great expanse ot parade
ground, at the edge of which are the
barracks for Tommy. Everywhere are
splendid shade trees, which have
sprung up in the arid plains as a re
sult of irrigation and wells, and which
make the cantonments look like an
oasis in a desert. There are many
pretty English girls in Peshawur i:i
the winter, tor thc fresh coolness of
that northern latitude gives a keon
dcliirht to golf and tennis and fox
hunting.
The town was very gay and lively
while I was there and the mall in th?!
afternoon was bright with ruddy
faced young women and smartly
itOBimra cour.T BARRACKS, PESHAWUR.
dressed officers galloping their country
brcds and Walers down the long shady
stretch of that fashionable drive. In
the evening there were dances at tim
clubs, guest nights at the mosses, and
many other amusements. The surpris
ing part of it all was that one should
lind so much gayety in such an out-of
tho-way place and that within two
milos of all that modern life should be
a great city almost unknown and al
most as mysterious as thc capital of
Tibet. But some one has said that
India is a land of strange contrasts;
and bc must have known.
High Llgli??.
There are women stupid enough to
quote poetry at thc man who is carv
ing the turkey. .
The average man thinks other peopiu
need church more than he does.
iD MIBE KS.
To make a man think well of you
first make him think well of himself.
A woman is always surprised io lind
that everybody doesn't know what
she learned only yesterday.
Spirituality is hard to locate; some
people look seraphic when thc mince
pic comes on.
Since there's nothing new under the
sun it ls strange that new shoes have
to be broken lu.-Chicago Record.
The Spider'? Thread.
The body of every spider contalus
four little masses, pierced with a mul
titude of holes (imperceptible to the
naked eye), each hole permitting the
passage of a single thread; all the
threads, to the amount of 1000 to each
mass, join together whea they come
out and make the single thread with
1 which the spider spins his web, so that
what we call a spider's thread con
sists of moro than 4000 threads united.
All the flowers of the Arctic region
are either white or yellow, and there
aro 702 vqrletle* .
^ Diamonds, T
Watches, %
fa Jewelry. fa
f&A Our fall stort is MW ready for inspection. Watches, J?L
%9 Diamonds, Fine Jewelry, Cut (?lass, Clocks, Sterling CfJ
Silver Ware, Plated Ware, Fancy Goods, Etc. ^jjy
jtj^ Give us a call when in thc eily. Write for our new Catalogue,
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1?T?7VO 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. liUTIIEUFOltl). H. B. MORRIS.
W. J. RUTHERFORD & CO.
MANUFACTURERS OF
AND DEALERS IN
Lime, Cement, Plaster, Hair,
FIRE BRICE, FIRE CLAY,
READY ROOFING, AND
OTHER MATERIALS.
^Tirito UL& :?o:r Prices.
Cor. Reynolds and Washington Streets.
AUGUSTA, GEORGIA
iii! MARBLE Al STONE WORKS,
Corner Washington and Ellis Streets, AUGUSTA, GA.,
Monuments ol all tuft Iii ol lari or Wie.
STONE WOKS NEATLY DONE.
Estimates for all classes of work in Marble and Stone solicited, and cheer
fully furnished.
C. F. KOHL RUSS, Proprietor.
Cai Tia Afford la Ba Mont it? MT?
URANCE.
Burnett & Griffin
Will place j on in some of Die Largest and Best companies
on earth. COCNTBI BUSINESS A SPECIALT?.
See Our Life Insurance Contract.
Buggies, Wagons,
Pianos, Organs,
Musical instruments.
If You Want
A good Buggy-the easiest running, best riding, with the longest staying
qualities-see my line oi Open and Top Buggies, Carriages, Phaetons, eta
The best Wagon made, our Owenuboro and Bussell Wagons.
Anything in the Harness line, Buggy Kobos, Wbips, 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 the best Organ for the least money. Call and let us show them to you.
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, our Hearse and entire line of Under
takers' Goods are at your services.
You are cordially invited to visit my store and let us show you anything
you wish to seo or hear.
JOHNSTON, 23. C
job Printing
IS NEXT TO NEWSPAPER ADVERTISING,
TBE BEST ADVERTISEMENT IN TBE WOED.
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 TKIAL ORDER WILL CONVINCE YOU. LET IT COME.
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