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?THE NRTIONRL BANK OF AUGUSTA I L. C. HAYNS, rro?X F. O.FORD, Cashier. Capital, ?250,000. Und i vide il rr.) fl t.- > ?110,000. Facilities of our magnificent New Vanlt [containing 410 Safety-Lock Boxes. Differ ent Sizes ar? offered to our patrons and the public at 83.00 to 910.00 per annum. THE PLANTERS LOAN AND SAVINGS BANK, AUGUSTA- GA. Fays Interes on Deposits. Accounts Solicited. L. C. Haync, President. Chas. C. Howard, Cashier. VOL, LXVII. EDGEFIELD. S. C.. WEDNESDAY. NOVEMBER 12. 1902. NO. 46 TWO SIDES BT 3IAEY BA His SIDE. Over tbot high board fence I hear The sound of sinjjlnt: sweet and clear; A break, a pause, ?nd then just after, Bursts of merry girlish laughter Over that big board fence, Jim; just over that ugly fence ! I can hear lt all, but I cannot see. Wy neighbor ls quite strange to me; But I'm sure as guns she's a churmlng miss With lips just sauoy enough to kiss And she's over a high board fenco, Jim; over a blooming fence! Drat these social laws that block tbo way To my dropping over some pleasant diy. To tbiuk of our being dull in a place When I'm just dead-sure there's a preity face Over a blasted fence; Jim; just over a measly fence! \ Tie Infatuate Grandpa Poster had become a source of anxiety to his son and his son's wife, Mrs. John. They were fully pur suaded that he was in danger of being married for his money, and that by a young minx who might well be his granddaughter. That grandpa had taken a fancy to the girl they were sure; that he thought himself deeply in love with her they feared, for he was not his usual jolly, careless old self. He moped about in fits of melan choly abstract ion; he read romances, and lie had hunted up his old cracked Sute that he had not touched for fifty years, and stayed out on the porch evenings playing "Robin Adair" and other bygone ballads, with a -wheezy wail that was distressing. "I can hardly stand it," Mrs. John said, pinching up her pillow in the vain efiort to shut out the sound. "He acts like a love-sick boy. I tell you, .John, we've got to get him away, up to Eben's, or somewhere out of her reach." "Yes," assented John, drowsily, 'Til write to Eben if you'll persuade him to go." ? "Grandpa Porter, don't you think a ' change would do you good?" Mrs. John asked the next morning. "Eben'll come for you any time you want to go up there for a visit." ; "I won't go to Eben's! I won't stir one step! I don't like Mrs. Eben; we always quarrel. If you want me to turn out I'll go over to Widow Smith's and board. ! And Widow Smith was the mother Of the minx. "Why, grandpa, nobody wants to turn you out," Mrs. John cried, hasten ing to appease him. "It was just that you seem out of sorts lately, and we thought a change would perk you up." Tm not out of sorts! I'm spry as .j?^anybody!'' he declared. "I suppose fflfiftink I'm getting_ald, and soil o' helples^apd -haven't much life left. Look here!" and he turned down a chair and skipped over it: "And look here!" he pranced across the porch, jumped the steps, ran to the woodpile and brought in a big armful, saying as he threw it into the box, "I guess John couldn't beat that very much, could he, hey? I don't go down to the . gym for nothing." "Why grandpa Porter!" Mrs. John ' exclaimed, amazed at the exhibition. A laughing face looked in at the . side door and a blythe young voice .. '?aid gayly. "Goodfor you. Mr. Porter! ' 1 told you the other day that you were . ' younger than half the boys. You ' ? ought to see him on the turning bar, . Mrs. John." She set a basket on the table, adding, "Here are some eggs Grandma Taylor was bringing to you. I thought them too heavy for her and ramo along to carry them for her. She loked tired. Take this rocker, grandma," in anxious solicitude. The brisk, anything-but-tired-look ing old lady who had followed her in, sat- down stiffly and the girl rattled on, "No, Mrs. John, I can't stop a min ute. Mr. Porter, it's about time for you to go to the gym, isn't it?" Grandpa got his hat with alacrity, and they went away together, stopping first for the Minx to fasten a rose in his buttonhole. "Mr. Porter!" Mrs. John burst out sarcastically, as soon as they were gone. It used to be grandpa, be fore he took this silly notion. She came on purpose to get him, she's done it before-th'e bold piece!" "I didn't want any of her help; she took the basket right out of my hands. As if I couldn t carry it across the street. One would think me to old and feeble to stand up alone, to hear her take on," Grandpa Taylor said, indignantly. "I'm two years younger than he is," she added, a red spot on each cheek and a spark in her eyes. "I suppose you saw him making a speck of himself"-grandma nodded it's disgusting the way r\n old man will act when he takes a notion to a young girl; I wish his old flute was in the stove. I'd put it there if I dared, I get so tired of his sentimental toot ing. I know it disturbs your folks, too." Grandma didn't say so, but to tell the truth, she kept her window open to hear it; the oM fashioned tunes ap pealed to her heai ", awakening memo ries of youth and love. "If Grandpa Porter had got to be so foolish, I don't see why he couldn't have taken a notion to grandma," Mrs. John.mused, regretfully, as grandma walked briskly away, erect and trim. "That girl will keep him off till noon, 1 expect." Which she did, and then hung on the gate at her own home and talked to him, till Mrs. John had to send one ' of the children to tell him to come to dinner. The 'child ran back with big eyes, exclaiming: "You'd just ought to see grandpa!" "They all looked "with big eyes" when he came in. He was shaved clean of all his beautiful, white beard, leaving only a mustache, and that was waxed till it shone; his hair was cut . in the latest fashion and with his md- ! dy cheeks and twinkling" eyes he look- j ed absurdly young, almost younger than his son. ,. "Well." he said, as t?ey stared at him, "isn't it an improvement?" Words failed them. OF A FENCE. XL, ZN PUCK. HEB SIDE. Over that high board fence I bear The sound of a whistle, shrill and clear, And a deep bass volco, with a duleiul tone. . Whioh sings the refrain, "I am all alone!" Over that great board fence, dear; just over that rough old fence ! I can smell ibo smoke of a good cigar, And hear the twang of a sweet guitar. I've had to guess at looks as I can But I know there'6 a bona-llde man Over that tall board fence, dear; just over that horrid fence ! Of coursn, 't would be an nwTui sin For me to write and ask him in; But think of our being dull, my dear, With a nico young man 60 very near ! - Over a dreadful fence, dear; 'way over a mean old fence ! in of Grandpa. \ "I'm prepared for anything now," Mrs. John 'confided to her husband, later. "It's plain that she put him up to it. aMybe if she knew about his will she wouldn't be so bent on marry ing him." "She does know; I had a good chance und told ber the other day." "What did she say?" "Just laughed and said 'folks changed their wills sometimes.' She's got a long head, I can tell you; she knows that she can coax his money out of him, and she don't care what anybody thinks." "Perhaps if you talked right out plain to him, showed him what a laughing stock it's making of him-" "It wouldn't do, Lucy," her husband interrupted. "He'd get mad and leave in a minute. You know how touchy pa is." Mrs. John groaned. Sh -?membered the threat to go and i at the Minx's home; like en . he'd be glad of an excuse to do Sunday grandpa came out dressed for church . in the extreme of style, twirling a dainty cane as airily as any callow "dude," and boldly marched away to where the Minx was waiting .for him with a fresh rose for his but tonhole. "You see," said Mrs. John to Grand ma Taylor, as the two famiiies walked along together. "There's no fool Hice an old fool," quoted Mrs. Ray, grandma's daugh ter. "Old Mr. Porter ls no fool, though he does act like one," grandma re marked. "No, more's the pity," said John, half regretfully. "I'd interfere and stop it if there was a ghost of a chance that way. But he's tco sharp at his business affairs to have anything the matter with his mind." Oh, he knew weir enough what ho was about, grandma' reflected, and he was a fine figure of a man and walked as supple as a boy. She looked at the girl beside him, in white, fluffy array, then glanced at her own plain, sombre . habiliments and decided that she would no longer dress for a funeral, al though it was considered proper for old ladies to robe themselves thus. "Mamma," Bessie complained a few days later, "the children at schoool laugh at me and say that Polly Smith is geing to be my grandma." "Well, wouldn't she be a sweet lit tle grandma " grandpa asked with a cackle. Mrs. John bit her lips to keep the hot words back. "I do believe it's catching," Mrs. Ray ran across to confide to Mrs. John. "Ma's been and got a lavender colored lawn, and white ties, and a jaunty bonnet with lavender ribbon and violets; she says she hi^s smoth ered in black all she's going to." "That's not so bad," Mrs. John re plied. "As long as she don't go galla vanting around with some young fel low." "Oh, nia'd never think of marrying anybody. I just wouldn't allow that -young or old," Mrs. Ray declared somewhat incoherently. "Well, you can manage an old lady, but an old man you can't. I feel as if we were disgraced," Mrs. John re joined. Sne was sure of it when one day grandpa dressed up, brought a livery rig and took the Minx out for a ride out to his farm. She clapped on her sunbonnet anc? went to interview the Minx's mother. "Don't you think it's disgraceful for a young girl to go traipsing off with an cid man. Hannah Smith," she de manded with asperity. "Mr. Porter is a man of good char acter and a church member," Mrs. Smith asserted, bridling defensively. "Oh, I understand; you are in the game, too," Mrs. John retorted. Mrs. Smith closed her mouth firmly and tossed her head. And Mrs. John gave it up and went home; she knew Hannah Smith well enough to know that you needn't say anything more to her, when she looked like that. Grandma Taylor was just leaving a neighbor's when the couple returned. She bowed to them in cold hauteur as she passed, and the saucy minx laughed gayly. Grandpa's other two sons. Eben and Charles, in answer to urgent appeals, made their appearance. Grandpa flew into a rage. "I won't have anybody meddling with my af fairs," he declared, stamping around noisily. "I'll do as I please, and it's none of your business." Eben remonstrated, and Charles coaxed in vain; then they went off to tackle the Minx. Eben gave and took immediate offense, and left to go over it again useiesrly with his father. Charles sauntered in when Ihe storm had spent, itself. "You're a gay old boy, pa," he said, slapping grandpa on the back, "and you must bring Mother Porter up lo see us." "Now that's something like!" grand pa replied, shaking ms hand warmly. Her last hope gone, Mrs. John sub sided in tears, and a headache: and grandpa shut himself up and played all the old things he could remember, triumphantly, but with a more dis tractingly wheezy wail than ever. Across the street an old lady lin gered by the open window, listening hungrily, at times wiping away a ?fur tive tear. Grandpa and Minx were thicker than "peas in a pod," Mrs. John said, after his declaration of independence and victory over her sons. And then ono day. after an early dinner, he dressed in his best and again took her for a long ride out in the country. It hap pened to be a day when Grandma Tay lor, in lavender lawn, white tie and new bonnet, had gone to visit an old friend, and Mrs. Ray was at liberty to run over and condole with Mrs. John. "I don't know what I would do il rt were ma, but I'd never consent to her marrying again." "Pa Porter don't ask anybody's con sent, unless it's that girl's. I guess you couldn't help yourself, in my place." "Maybe not. But ma knows my mind too well ever to think of such a thing. Why," she added laughingly, "when she first came here I was a lit tle anxious about her and grandpa, they toon to each other so. But she hasn't had much to say to him, since I spoke to her about it." "That would have been a suitable match," Mrs. John replied, "and we couldn't have objected. But I suppose Grandpa Taylor is too old and with ered looking to suit Pa Porter." "She's younger than he is, and looks it, too, in her new things, said Mrs. Ray, taking up the cudgels. Then she added, smiling: "We're talking non sense; for no matter what anybody thought of ma, I'd never allow a man in my father's place." "Well, you can manage an cid lady, but you can't a headstrong old man," Mrs. John reiterated with a sigh. Toward night. Mrs. Ray hurried in again. "Polly Smith has come home a-fcot and alone; what do you sup peso she's done with grandpa?" "Come with me and we'll find out," said Mrs. John. The Minx was at the gate, appar ently on the lookout for some one. "How did you hear?" she asked, her face one radiant smile. "We've heard nothing." Mrs. John answered shortly, "I want to know what's become of Grandpa Porter." "Why, they're riding around, some- j where, I guess. I carno c way right after i the wedding-" "What wedding-where?" shrieked j Mrs. John. j "Up to the parsonage, of course, | and-" j "And you came off alone as soon as j you were married?" interrupted Mrs. Ray; Mrs .John was speechless. "But I'm not married," said the , Minx serenely. "Then who-" began Mrs. Ray, a Wild suspicion seizing her. "There they come!" the smiling Minx broke in. "Don't they look sweet!" as a buggy whizzed around the corner. "Ma Taylor!" ga ed Mrs. Ray. "Grandpa Taylor-x ,rter," corrected the Minx. "And we's had such a time with her, grandpa and I! She was so afraid of offending her folks that she wouldn't listen to grandpa at all, un til she got wretchedly jealous of me. Poor grandpa was so miserable over it-and grandma herself wasn't hap py." "No," added grandma seriously. "And I decided that you should not break both our hearts with your no tions, Emma." Mrs. John went off into peals of laughter, aided by thc Minx and bride groom. Mrs. Ray turned her back on the hilarious crowd and fled. Eventually she relented and took 1 tiie happy oki couple into favor, but ' she never forgave Mrs. John that laugh.-Louise J. Strong, in New Or- 1 leans Times-Democrat. ' Tho Choleo of Two Kvll*. An omnious silence greeted Bobby's entrance. There was a wild look in his eye: his clothes were disarranged, and there was just a suggestion of 1 blood about his mouth. Mamma frowned severely, and papa hid him self behind his paper. "Ahem!" began mama. Bobby j squared his shoulders, and prepared for the coming attack. "Ahem! Don't you know, Bobby, that it's very wrong of little boys to light?" Bobby pretended to find a point of interest in the pattern of the hearth rug. "Haven't I told you, Bobby, that it's very wicked to fight?" demanded his mamma, in a tone that was meant to be sorrowful. Thus challenged, Bobby fell back on argument. "He hit me first, mama." he pleaded. "Ah. but that doesn't make any dif ference. Nobody loves little boys who fight." Bobby pondered for a few moments and then his face brightened. ] "Is that so?" he asked. "Yes, my dear, nobody will love you if you arc always fighting. And look 1 at your clothes." y "Well." said Bobby, with slow de- ' liberation, "then, marama, I thinks it's 5 better to be unloved." Something between a shriek and a 1 laugh escaped from papa as he fled J from the room.-London Judy. 1 Tiinsht to Soe. That a certain pori ion of the blind ; may be taught to see is indicated by the striking success of M. Heller, of V'enna. When brought to him three years ago two Hungarian boys, aged 1 7 and 5 years, could see nothing, but 3 their eves appeared to be normal. ' Their training began with looking at 1 a bright disk in a dark chamber. They learned to distinguish this and the younger boy, who has progressed more rapidly than thc ntlicr, was then shown familiar objects against (he disk, then lines and figures, and, finally, was able to read. Later he was rade to recog nize the objects and letters by day light. Another examination showell a defect of the rei ina, and it was con cluded that the field of vision was so narrowed that the feeble impres sions reached thc brain attracted no notice before the unusual teaching. fWi-nia? fm?. "You say your next door neighbors make a vulgar display of their i wealth?" "Yes," answered Mr. Bickerson; "they left a ton of coal out on the sidewalk all day yesterday."-Wash ington Star. OFFICERS IN THE NEW MAJOR-GENERAL CORBI> I Egg Skeljj jtrengtri ? || That It is Easily Broken Is Not p |g Due to any Structural ig la Weakness. (&? As fragile as au egg shell, as easily jrokeu as au egg shell, arc two popm ar sayings, based on erroneous obser-. vations. It ls true that an ogs shell TESTING THE EGG SHELL'S STRENGTH. ls quite easily broken, but this is not because of any structural weakness in :he composition of Its material, but be cause of its extremely thin walls. Uccent scientifically constructed tests, undertaken in a spirit of curiosity, but continued in wonderment, demon strated that a shell not more than ihirtcen one-thousandths of an inch in thickness has astonishing strength, comparable with the best of man's artificial products. Albert E. Gray re cently conducted a number of iuter ?stiug experiments to demonstrate Hie strength of empty egg shells. Ile made .coords of the compressive Strength iud the resistance of external and In ternal pressure. The common parlor experiment of endeavoring to break EGG SHELL BROKEN DY INTERNAL PRES SURE. tn egg by pressing upou lt lengthwise, ivhen held between the palms of the lands, exemplifies the first measure of ts longitudinal resistance to pressure, ks lt is well known, it takes pretty strong hands to squash an egg held iu this position. When mechanical neons nre'snbtituted for manual ones he squashing pressure is readily meas ured,and was found to be from forty "o seventy-five pounds, the average be ing nearly fifty-five pounds. Tills, roo. ivith specimen eggs taken at random. \u empty egg shell was subjected to i test by being placed endwise on two rubber cushions and made to support i box into which shot was slowly loured. The rubber pads protected I be fVNOTHER SAMPLE (FA BREAK BY IN TERN AX PRESSURE. shell from Hie hard contact, and this experiment demonstrated the struc tural strength of the shell. Greater In irenuity bad to be exercised in sub mitting shells to internal pressure, ow ing to the poor nature of the lieu's MAJOR-GENERAL YOUNG. 1 egg. It was necessary to render thc specimen .water-tight without increas ing its structural strength. This was finally accomplished with the aid of a" toy balloon, which was inserted into the shell through one of thc two small holes, anti the inflation accomplished by hollow wire. A hydraulic gauge in dicated the pressure at the moment the shell broke, and eleven trials gave for ty-four pounds per square Inch the breaking pressure. Three specimens withstood pressure of sixty pounds or better. The most wonderful development of strength was seen In the resistance to external pressure. The average col lapsing pressure of egg shells was 545 pounds. . Jam et J. Jill!, tho Railroad Magnate. James J. Hill is thy Napoleon of transportation in tlie Northwest. Mr. Hill is one of the most picturesque and interesting ligures that have boen upturned by tho great industrial evo lution of tile United States. Ile has created empires in railroads, but never has a word been said of him that re flects upon his absolute integrity in method. Before the war "J i tn" Hill used to be n "mud" clerk on the Mis sissippi, but a mau with his brains was never destined to "check" ship ments for a living. Mr. Hill left his desk and bis bills of lading to go to the Avar and on his return engaged himself lu the packet business. Through that line he made his way into railroading. As an upbuilder of railroads Mr. Hill has no equal. The Hill lines are the best testimonial to his constructive and creative power. Mr. Hill's fame 11 had been secure on past performances, i but if his present plans are carried 1 out he will take rank with tho greatest 1 of industrial generals in history. < A Relic of Waterloo Days. . Reminiscent of the storm and stress of Napoleonic days is the little snap- ; shot reproduced here. It shows one of the lookout stations built by Napoleon ONE OF NAPOLEON'S WATCII-TOWElt.S ON . THE FUEN OH COAST. at the time when he was contemplat ing the Invasion ol' England. Tills i particular lookout-which is in a very good state of preserva!ion-stands on j the cliffs between YYimereiix ami Am- ? bleteuse, and on clear clays England can be distinctly seen willi the naked , eye. One can imagine the watchem in those little towers gazing out across the sea towards the bated laud whose ? vigilant fleets ami hard-Ughtiiig a?uiieg were the main obstacles lo the univer sal success of the arms of tile Ein peror.-Tho Wide World Magazine. Wood intended lo be made into pianos requires to be kept forty years to be : in perfect condition I F THE UNITED STATES, ?BST LIEUTENANT MCKINLEY. THE FARM TROLLEY WAGON Horseless Vehicle For the Country Roads. The inventors seem to be striving faithfully to relieve the horse of all the: heavy hauling which it has in the past been called upon to perform, and lt is probable the day is not far distant when pleasure drivers will be the only ones who will find use for this animal. The latest idea along the linc of horse less vehicles is the farmers' trolley road, which will make it possible foi the raiser of produce to come to town with his load, dispose of it and return home without the aid of his team, the electric current being made to do all the labor, through the medium of the apparatus shown in the illustration. The inventor contemplates the Instal lation, of private lines bj- the farmers !n,..n. certain locality, or the rental of j electric service froin one" of the suburb" lian trolley companies which now cover the country around every large city. As will be seen, an electric motor is placed on the wagon, and power ls ob ra ?ned from the overhead wire, the connecting pole having a flexible ad justment to overcome all inequalities in the roadway. Thc horizontal por tion of the conductor is divided and insulated, receiving tho auront from one wire and returning it to the other after it lias passed through the motor to drive the wagon. The reason for using a return wire parallel with the [lower wiro is to avoid possibility of shocks, to tho driver when standing beside the w-igon and in contact with It, which might prove dangerous if the HORSELESS CARRIAGE FOR THE FARME1 return current passed to the earth after Lise. By gearing the driving shaft low rory heavy loads could be transported with comparatively little expeuse for current, and as there are no heavy storage batteries or power generators l boa rd there is plenty of room in the tvagon for tile loading of produce, etc. Daniel S. Bergin is the inventor. Wilora 1'HIII Most Hurt?. Which part of the human body is the most sensitive to pain? A sharp definition must be drawn lore between irritation and pain. Irri tatton is not pain, but only a frequent cause of it. Tims, a crumb lodged In the larynx near the vocal cords pro luces violent irritation and prolonged coughing, which often results in actual iain. So, too, a fly or speck of dust u the eye sets rp violent irritation and inflammation, followed by acute pain. ")f the surface of the body, the linger tips and the end of the tongue are most sensitive. For instance, a burn on the lingers is much more painful than one ! )ii the back would be, while one on the tongue would be more painful still. Deep wounds are not painful as a rule, save as regards the surface in jury. Of pains not caused by external injuries, neuralgin of the fifth nerve, thc one which supplies thc skin of the head and face, is the most intense. It lias frequently driven people mad for I he time being, and sufferers have been known to cut and even burn the flosii in desperate attempts to relieve it. The ! rupture of the branches of the denial i nerve in louth drawing also cause!- i igony so intense that it lias been stated ? that no human being could endure it ? for more than two seconds at a time.- ? [.carson's Weekly. A ISw's Hom i*. 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