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X KATHLEEN. NORRIS " aas2 . t5Jiyn<vir^ >riMB MThtttN NOtRIJ J?/ _ VmF "Little illure 7Iunr~sTx years ago, Cherry!" he reminded her. "Only six years?" She was obviously amazed. "It doesn't seem possible that nil this has happened in six years!" she exclaimed. Ho did not answer. He had her linnrt now for farewells, and nt rhnns. with the 'thought of those shcrt six years had come also the thought that this slender tlgure in the housewifely blue linen, this exquisite little head, so trim and demure despite all Its rebel tendrils of gold, this lovely face, still tlie face of a child, with a child's trusting, uplifted eyes, might have been his. The old home might have heeu their home, and perhaps?who knows, there might have been a new Cherry and a new Peter beginning to look eagerly out at life through the scrccu of the old rose vine! Too late now. A single instant of those lost years might have brought him all this, but there was no going back. He put his arm about her, and kissed her forehead, and said:' "God bless you. Cherry!" "God bless you, dear!" she answered gravely. She watched the tall figure, with Its little limp, and with the dog leaping and circling about it In ecstasy, until the redwoods closed around liira. Then she took tip the broom again, and slowly and thoughtfully crossed the old porch, and shut the doo:\ l*eter, walking with long strides, and with a furrowed brow and absent eyes, crossed the village, and climbed once more the old trail that leu up to the cabin. It was dusted, orderly, complete; he and Alix might have left it yesterday. Kow had seen him coming, he thought, and had had time to light the lire, which was blazing freshly up to the chimney's great threat. He sat down, staring at the flames. Buck pushed open the swinging flrwir hpfwpon the nnntrv nnd the sit ting room, and came in, a question in his bright eyes, his great plumy tail beating the iloor as he lay down at Peter's side. Presently the dog laid his nose on Peter's knee and poured forth a faint sound that was not quite a whine, not quite a sigh, and rose restlessly, and went to the closed door of Alix's room, and pawed it, his eager nose to the threshold. "Not here, old fellow!" Peter said, stroking the silky bead under liis linnd. He had not been in this room since the day of her death. It struck him as strangely changed, strangely and henrtrendingly familiar. The windows were closed, as Alls had never had them closed, winter or summer, rain or sunshine. Her books stood In their old order, her student's Shakespeare, and some of her girlhood's books, "Little Women," and "Uncle Max." In the closet, which exhaled a damp and woody smell, were one or two of the boyish-looking hats he had so often, seen her crush carelessly on her dark hair, and the big belted coat that was as plain as his own, and the big boots she wore when she tramped about the poultry yard, still spattered with pale, dry mud. Her father's worn little Bible lay 011 the table, and beside it another book, "Duck Raising for the Market," with the marks of muddy and mealy hands still lingering on its cover. Suddenly, evoked by these silent witnesses to her busy and happy life, the whole woman seemed to stand beside I'eter, the tall, eager, vital woman who bad been at home here, who hud ruled the cabin with ft splendid and vital personality, lie seemed to feel her near him again, to see the interested eyes, the high cheek-bones touched with scarlet, tlie wisp of hair nun v? i?in" i i el 11 iici mi u times when she was deep in baking, or preserving, or poultry-fanning, and that she would brush away with the back of an impatient hand, only to have It slip loose again. One of her kitchen aprons, caught in the current of air from the opened door, blew about on its hook. He remembered her, on many a wintry day. buttoned into just such a crisp apron, radiantly busy and brisk in her kitchen, stirring and chopping, moving constantly between stove and table. With strong hands still showing traces of tlonr she would come to sit beside him at the piano, to play a duet with her characteristic dash and finish, only to jump up in sudden compunction, with an exclamation : "Oh, my ducks?I'd forgotten thefn 1 Oh, the poor little wretches!" And she would be gone, leaving a streak of wet, fresh alb through the warm house from the open door, and he would perhaps glance from a window to see her, roughly coated and hooted, ploughing about her duck yard, delving into barrels of grain, turning on faucets, wielding a stubby old broom. She loved her life, he mused, with a bitter heartache, as he stood here In her empty room. Sometimes he had marveled at the complete and unquestioning Joy she had brought to it. I'eter reminded himself that never In their years together bad, he heard her complain about anything, or sbem to feel bored or at a loss. "We've always thought of Cherry as I the child!" he thought. "Bat It vss j she, Allx, who was the real child. I'.he ; never grew up. She never entered Into j the time of moods and self-analysis and jealousies nnci nesires; one nuwu have played and picnicked all her life?" v Ills heart pressed like n dull pain irt his chest. Dully, quietly, he went ] out to the hre again, and dully and quietly moved through the day. Her ; hooks and music might stand as they were, her potted ferns and her scattered small possessions?the sewlngbRsket that she always handled with a hoy's awkwardness, and the camera she used so well?should keep their places. But he went to ber desk, thinking In this long, solitary evening, to destroy various papers that she might wish destroyed before tbe cabin was deserted. And here he found her letter. He found It only after he had somewhat explored tbe different small drawers and pigeonholes of the desk, drawers and pigeonholes which were, to his surprise, all in astonishing orI 4 It-v l^iTOKfthlnir mnrl'Pfl. Ufl HM ailA. UVUJU4ilib * M?u. ?.?., tied, pocketed; her accounts were balanced, and If site bad anywhere left private papers, they were at least nowhere to be found. Seeing lu ail this a dread continuation of his first suspicion of her death, Peter nevertheless experienced u shock when he found her letter. It had been placed in an empty drawer, face up, and was sealed, and addressed simply with his name, lie sat holding it In his hand, and moments passed before be could open it. So It had been true, then, the feur that he had tried all these weeks to cfush? lie. had been weighing, measuring, remembering, until his very soul was sick with the uncertainty. : ills mind had been a confused web of memories, of this casual word ami that look, of.what she had possibly heurd, had probably seen, hud suspectI ed?known? Mow he would know, tie tore opeu 1 the envelope, and the dozen written ; lines were before his eyes. The letter was duted, u most unusual thing for Alix to do, and "Saturday, one o'clock," was written under the date. | It was the duy of her death. He read: I "Peter, Dear?Don't feel too badly If ! I find u stupid way out. I've been thinking for several days about It. l'ou've done so much for me, und ufter ! you, of course, there's no one but j Cherry. She could be free now, hecouldn't prevent it. When I saw your face a few minutes ago I knew we : couldn't fight It. Remember, this Is our secret. And always remember that I want you to be happy because I love i you so!" It was unsigned. Peter sat staring at It for a while without moving, without the stir of a j changing expression on his face. Then ! he folded It up, and put it lu the pocket of his coat, and went out to the i hack yard, where Kow was feeding the I chickens. The wet, dark day was end: iug brilliantly in a wash of red sun; set light that sent long shadows from i the young fruit tree.;, and touched I every twig with a dull glow. "Kow," Peter said, after an effort j to speak that was unsuccessful. The I Chinese boy looked at him solicitously; for Peter's face was ashen, and about his mouth were drawn lines. ! "Kow," he said, "I go now!' "Go now other house?" Kow nodded, I ! glancing toward the valley. But Peter Jerked his head Instead | i toward the hare ridge. "No, I go now?not come back!" ho j said, briefly. "Tonight?maybe Bo* ] J Imas? tomorrow, Inverness. I den't ! | know. By and by. the big mountains, | I Kow?by and by I forget!" Tears glittered in the Chinese boy's i eyes, but he smiled with a great air ! ! of cheer. I I "1 keep house!" lie promised, i T!i? floir r?:niw fnwninir and srtrinir- i Ing iroiii the stables, anil I'eter wills- j I tied to liini. "Conic on Buck! We're going now!" He opened the farmyard gate where i , her hand had so often rested, crossed ! I the muddy corral, opened another | | gate, and struck off across the darken- I i ing world toward the ridge. The last I j sunlight lingered on crest and tree-top, ! ! tangled itself redly in the uppermost j , branches of a few tall redwoods, and j ! was gone. Twilight?a long twilight | I that had In it some hint of spring?lay I | softly over the valley; the mountain ! i loomed high in the clear shadow. Gaining the top of the first ridge, he j L paused and looked hack at the cabin, J the little brown house that he had 1 j built almost fifteen years ago. lie re- I ! membered that it was In the beginning ' i a sort of experiment; his mother and i ! he were too much alone in their big i | city house, and she had suggested, j with rare wisdom, that as lie did not I care for society, and a-- his travel's al- I ways meant great loneliness for her. i be..S}houlii Uttve a JJttle_eyrle. q{ his ? 1 m^?4 own, to which" he might retreat when: | ever the fancy touched him. She liked Del Monte and Tnhoe, herself, but she had come to Mill Valley now and then In the dn.vs of his first wild delight In Its freedom and beauty. silk-gowned and white-gloved and very much disliking dust. She had sent hlin plants, roses, and frnlt trees, and she hnd told him one day that he hnd n neighbor in the vnney wno was an old friend of hers, n Doctor Strickland, a widower, with children. He TPmerobered sauntering tip the opposite canyon to duly call upon this j Inventor-i^iyslclan one day, and his delight upon finding a wcll-renn, music-loving, philosophic, erratic man, who had at once recognized a kindred spirit, and who hnd made the younger mnri warmly welcome. Presently, on the first call, an enchanting little girl In a shabby smock had come In?a little girl all dimples, dcmureness and untouched boyish beauty. She had said that "Anne wntli mad wlv her, and that AHx?" she managed to lisp the name, "wath up in the madrone!" A somewhat older child, named All*, a freckled, leggy little person with enormous front teeth, hod proved the claim by falling out of the madrone, and hnd received no sympathy for a bump, but a?to him?rather surprising censure. He had .vet to realize that nothing ever hurt Allx, but that she always mined her clothes, and frequently hurt other persons and oth,er things. He found her a spirited, enthusiastic little person, extremely articulate, and quite unself-consclous, and she had entertained him with an excited account of a sex feud that was being pushed with some violence at her schocl. :.nd had used expressions that rather shocked Peter. A quiet third girl?a uiece, he gathered?had joined Suddenly She Seemed Again to Be Beside Him. the group, a girl with braids aid clean hands, who elucidated: "Alix and I don^t.like our teacher!" "She's a sneak and a skunk!" Allx had frankly contributed. Cherry, now quietly established.in her father's lap, had smiled with mischievous enjoyment; nobody else, to Peter's surprise, had paid this extraordinary remark the slightest attention. He remembered that he had fancied only the smallest of these children, and had been glad when they all went out of the room. Looking down at the cabin, the years slipped past him like a flying film, and it was the present again, and Alix?Alix was gone. Lie roused himself, spoke to the dog, and they went on their way again. Mud squelched beneath Peter's boots in the roadway; the dog sprang lightly from clump to clump of dried grass. But when they left the road, and cut straight across the rise of the hillside, the ground was firmer, and the two figures moved swiftly through the dark night. The early stars came out, anil showed them, silhouetted ugnlnst the sky above Alix's beloved Tamalpals, the man's erect form with Its slight limp, the dog following faithfully, his plump tail and feathered ruff showing a dull luster In the starlight. Cherry, wllh her violet eyes ami corn coloied hair, Cherry, with her little bunds gathered In his, and her heart beating against his heart, and AUx, his chum, his compunion, his cojnrade on so many night walks under the stars?he had lost them both. But it was Allx who was closest to his thoughts tonight, Allx, the thought of whom was gradually gripping his j heart and soul with a new pain. Allx was his own; Cherry had never ' been Ids own. It was for him to comfort Cherry, It had always been his mission to comfort Cherry, since the days of her broken dolls and cut ringers, But Aiix was his own comfort- j er, and Alix might have been laughing j and stumbling and chattering beside mm nere, 111 n><? uaric, wet woous, run \ of a child's happy satisfaction In the j moment and confidence in the morrow. "Alls, my wife!" he said softly, aloud. "I loved Cherry?always. But ! you were mine?you were mine. We j belonged to each other?for better and , for worse?and I have let you go!" He went on and on and on. They | were plunging down hill now, under the trees. lie would see a light after j a while, and sleep for a few hours, and i have a hunter's breakfast, and be gone again. And he knew that for weeks? | for months?perhaps for years, he i would wander so, through the great i mountains, with their snow and their forests, over the seas, In strange cities and stranger solitudes. Always alone, always moving, always remembering. That would he his life. And some day ?some day perhaps he would come hack to the valley she had loved? But.even now he recoiled In dls- : taste from that hour. To see the fa- ; miliar faces, to come np.tq the cabin 1 again, to touch the music ana the books? Worse, to find Cherry a little older, happy and busy In her life of sacrifice, not needing him, not very much wanting the reminder of the old tragic times? An owl cried In the woods; the mournful sound floated nnd drifted away into utter silence. some small animal, meeting the death Its brief life had evaded a hundred times, screamed shrilly, and was silent. Great branches, stirred by the night wind, moved high above his head, and when there wus utter silence, Peter could hear the steady, soft rush of the ocean, dulled here to the sound of a gigantic, quiet brenthlng. Suddenly she seemed again to be beside him. He settled to see the dark, animated face, the slender, tall girl wrapped In her big, rough coat. lie seemed to hear her vibrating voice, with that new, tender note in It that he had noticed when she Inst spoke to blm. 'Til go home ahead of you, Peter, nnd wait for you there!" Tears suddenly flooded his eyes, and he put his hand over them nnd pressed it there, standing still, while the wave of tender and poignant and exquisite memories broke over him. "We'll go on, Buck," he whl&pered, looking up through the trees at a strip of dark sky spangled with r??<l stars. "We'll go on. She's?she's \vaii!:ij; for us somewhere, old M* low!" ' ITJETE END.] BILLY FOR BONUS Evangelist Is Net Sure Whether Present is Proper Time to Pay It. The Rev. Billy Sunday today declared that he favored a bonus for all former service men, although he was not sure whether or not \his ip the proper time to pass such a measure, says a Spartanburg dispatch of Thursday to the Greenville News. '"By all means do I favor a bonus for the soldiers and sailors," Mr. Sunday said. 'I d6 not know, however, if such a runa can oo raised wunoui aue and proper consideration. But I dd bcllev^' the money can be raised and I also believe that just aa soon as conditions will possibly warrant it, Uhcle Sam should deal fairly with the boy .who left his all to defend {he Stars and Stripes against the common foe. Yes, I favor a bonus and the only restriction is as to the lime a-nd not to the spirit of such a moaBurc." HURT IN WEDDING FIGHT. : i.Spanish Villagers Protest at 70 Marrying 16. Eight persons were wounded at Vigo, Spain, two of them seriously, as a result of a protest by the villagers' of Bora against the' marriage of seventyyear-old Juan 'i'enorlo Cortcgosa with a sixteen-year-old girl. The villagers serenaded Cortegosa with kitchen utensils, whereupon the bridegroom, with his relatives and servants, attacked the protesters with sticks. To this' the villagers replied wfth revolvers and knives. Cortegosa and a brother of the bride were seriously wounded. ? The honor of being the most beautiful girl in all Japan has been bestowed upon Miss Sonoki Masumoto, aged eighteen, of Tokio. BAMBONE'S MEDITATIONS ? ?? talk bout a "peaceful , smoke" but ow be peaceful ef> you gits hol' one dem se-gars I A U Ml UllT TMS <ta' i/rPTMiu rwnvi v u |W|\cCrV;n Gimme wen ah paid 'im up ylstiddy.'.' Copyright. 1921 by McClure N*wtp*p?r Syndic* t% | TO OUR ! 1 CUSTOMERS i x*,_ u.? ? V... .U.O ? 'S V ?TC uvy ww hwvivv wm vii y ? and 1 ? After November 15th I Our term* will be <|> f STKICTIiY CASH A Wo have adopted a Cash policy & > in paying for our supplies and <| ^ will therefore have to sell our $ PRODUCTS FOR CASH. if After November 15th 1 J* We will have no new accounts, x A so please do not X ? Ask Us to Charge. ? CLOVER COTTON 1 i|i OIL & GINNING ? COMPANY, ;1; Clover, S. C. I * <* WEALTH OF ALASKA j Available Resources Eounl to Debt of United States. The Territory of Alaska, bought from Russia for $7,200,000, has enough undeveloped natural wealth available to pay the national debt of $24,000,000,000. Scott C. Bone, governor of Alaska and fnrmrr Washington newspaper editor, tolcl tho City Club's luncheon forum one day recently, according to the Washington Herald. "Transportation and a centralized, rionburoaucratic government arc tho two great needs today of this rich territory. nearly one-fifth as largo as the United States," Gov. Bone told the audience. "But today?in spite of the fact that Alaska has lost population in the last ten years?the prospects for this territory arc brighter than ever before. In the first place, the President, Secretary Fail and the administration generally are committed to its development; and In the second place, the first railroad has been completed. Railway Cuts Living Cost. 'This railroad, running 500 miles directly north from Seward, on the southern coast, to Fuirbanks, in Central Alaska, is now operating two trains a week between Seward and Fairbanks and has already cut the cost of necessities in Fairbanks by 50 per cent, and will continue to cut them I even more. "Although this railroad cost the gov| eminent approximately $56,000,000, I confldentaly predict that it will yield | as groat a return to the government as has the original purchase of thc tcrr ritory. Its construction tv*a? a monumental work, and, the credit for it be-, longs to Col. Frederick Mcars, an unassuming .ajfmy engineer, . "It vfos a common belief in the past, and I must admit that I shared It also, that the government could not do such work and do it well. But 1 wunt to say that this has been disprovod in this Job. The railroad has been built, with-out politics; built we!L as a big business proposition and without waste or graft. It is the outstanding event in fcho history of Alaska since America purchased that territory fifty-five years ago. Coal, Copper and Oil. Gov. Bono also dwelt brifly on the great natural resources of the territory. "Of the gold that has been taken out you all know," he said, "but there still remain, practically untouched enormous beds of coal, copper and oil. At one site where the navy is now working there are 000,000 tons of haid coal in sight, while at another location 3,000,000 tons are in sight. The oil fields at ?oint Barrow, within the Arctic Circle, arc most promising; but they are 600 miles beyond the no."thorn terminus of the government railroad, and the .government in the na.turc of things, cannot build Ae necessary transpor" 'X APPLY TO PLYLER The Trade Street Merchant FOR BARGAINS IN ; > MILLINERY, DRY GOODS AND NOTIONS. ' S. W PLYLER ROCK HILL, S. C. ' I I ' > Fresh Groceries EVERY DAY wo arc receiving f New and Fresh Groceries?both Fancy and Iloavy. It is our constant aim to keep our stock Fresh and of the best . quality and sell it at FAIR PRICES. You will llnd it hero if it is something to cat?the best to he had of its kind. CANNED GOODS?In this lino we keep practically every thing desired? i Canned Fruits, Canned Moats, Canned Fish, etc. IN BOTTLES?Tn this wc have all ( that is good?Pickles, sweet and sour; Relishes, Salad Dressings, Sauces, etc. i DRIED BEANS?Peas?All kinds. I VEGETABLES?All the different J kinds that we can get all the time that I arc Fresh and Good. FLOUR?Users of the best Flour all recognize MELROSE as the BEST to 1)0 had. We sell MELROSE. ; SBJSBEB & QUINN TAX NOTICE?1921-1922. j Office of the County Treasurer of York County. i "MUTICE Is hereby given that the |11 TAX BOOKS for York County will be opened on TUESDAY-, the 16TJI DAY OF NOVEMBER, 1921,-and will [ r remain open until the 31-ST DAY OF , DECEMBER. 1921, for the collection of I STATE. COUNTY, SCHOOL and LOCAL TAXES, for the fiscal year 1921, without penalty; after which day ONE PER CENT penalty will be added to all payments made in the month of JANUARY. 1922. and TWO PER; CENT penalty for all payments made | In the month of FEBRUARY, 1922, and I I SEVEN PER CENT penalty will he I I added to all payments made from the, 1ST DAY OF MARCH, 1922. to the | I 15TH DAY OF MARCH. 1922, and | after this date all unpaid taxes will go ! into execution and all unpaid Single), Polls will be turned over to the several j Magistrates for prosecution in ac- I1 cordance with law. All o? the Banks of the county will ' offer their accommodations and facilities to Taxpayers w.io may desire to I make use of the same, and I shall take j pleasure in giving prompt attention to | I all correspondence on the subject. All Taxpayers appearing at my of-ii flee will receive prompt attention, Note?The Tax Books will be made;j up by Townships, and parties writing |( j about Taxes wiil always expedite mat- ( i ters if they will mention the Township i ! or Townships in which their property i I or properties arc located. HARRY E. NEIL, Treasuter of York County. ' tatlon to this district. "Rich copper mines already have been opened by privntc interests, while there are 130,000 acres of land finely adapted to agriculture. The fisheries and forests also are immensely valuable. "These gront riches, I feel, must bo utilized not for any selfish interests, but for the general benefit of mankind. The problem calls for initiative and the rcvivai of the American pioneer spirit." In introducing Gov. Bone, John Walsh, chairman of the forum committee, said he would rather bo governor o? Alaska at this formative stago in its development than of any sovereign state In the .Union. F. P. WliGARDEN SEEDSWE ARB HANDLING the well known FHliRY'S line of Garden Seeds and also have the celebrated "BIUMMJ5I&" Tomato Seed, and are expecting a shipment of Seed Irish Potatoes and will be glad to sell you by the peek, bushel or suck. TO BE SURE WE HAVE Dairy Feed, Sweet Iiorsc Feed and Chicken Feed. Flour Is Advancing And we have a good stock and more bought; mid would like tp. figure with you, on FLOl/B J'rojri a sack. lo a thousand pounds or move. WE ARE SELLING POINTS Etc., for the Oliver, Vulcan and Chattanoo/ra Turn Plows. We have several Dra# Harrows that we want to close otjt. If you need n Stov'e see us--Wc want to close these out too and will make you a g*ood price. See Us for Whatever You May Need in Quality Groceries. W. F. JACKSON Mackoreli-Ferguson Co.'s Old Stand, GARDEN SEED It's time to begin buying your Garden Seed. We have the Agency for WOODS' and ? I FERRY'S SEEDS? ?* ' | Better place your order early. CLOVER DRUG STORE Phone No. 2 CLOVER, 8. C Ml I ?IHl |H i|? < THE BEST BEATS WHEN YOU WANT THE BEST MEATS 3uld in York come to THE CITY MARKET. We sell all kinds of meats kept by a First Class Market. OLD GEORGE KNOWS HOW TO CUT and trim his meats so they will please the ladles. WE WANT TO BUY Good Fat VEAL CALVES, four weeks old or more. Also want Fresh Hen Eggs. Some people can eat any kind of food, They buy meats Just anywhere. Hut, if a man wants something good, lie comes to Old George Sherer. THE CITY MA&J&JST Geo. A. SHerer G. W. Shercr ' ' i IHIKWIHIIHmiftllHHIIIII I S. L. CO I | THE UN I VE |f- 48 S. Main St. WW* | YORKVILLE COTTO ! Millers, Ginners, Manufc Meal and Hulls, and De : BARGAIN ! Until February 10th wc \x 4 i . . < of 7 per cent Meal for I <; FIGURES Egg Jellieo jf Block Jellieo Blue 0cm Jcllic-o ? ]! Prompt attention given ! YORKVUIE C01T0 - ati ' t .. . . cox, a member of the board of governors, and John Dolph, vice president, also made brief talks on Ailing the membership <lUOta. A T SHERER'S YOU'LL ALWAY8 GET THE BE*T HEAVY AND FANCY GROCERIES. jt^aj OUR MARKET I KEEPS CHOICE BEEF AND PORK ALL, THE TIME. s, FRESH FISH I EVERY SATURDAY. W. E. SHERER J Phone 54 ' CLOVER, 8. C. CALHOUN DRUGSTORE YORK, - r 8. Ci 1 IP THERE IS ANTBODY In this vlcinlty carrying' a larger, better, more complete^ of varied stock of goods than we are carrying, we don't know it, THERE IS CERTAINLY NOBODY , Who finds mor pleasure in giving the BEST possible Service. ( ' ' - '36 BUT AGAIN we desire It known that our goods are CASH over the counter., 3 We keep no charge books. We don't > want any. We give you the BE8T POSSIBLE VALUE FOR THE LEAST MONEY. So, If you are wise you will aeo us when desiring anything fn our line. But do not embarrass us or yourself by asking us to "Charge It" We are not doing that any more. iy * CALHOUN DRUG STORE ' ; BUY BREAD Made Fresh Every Day at JAMISON'S Bakery, Next to Hotel Shandon. HOT BOLLS Every Afternoon except Sunday at 5:00 O'clock. They are fine. Try 'era once, calces ana ne* muteu. cvcrjr ?j?j, vfl WE ALSO HANDLE Candies and Fruits. Everything fresh. YOUE GEOCEE In all probability handles JAMISON'S ' Bread. Ask him. JAMISON'S BAKERY . W. L. JAM180N, Proprietor, \ ; ' i II. I I ' I I I I 1 I" O 4 + II wn?J IMPERIAL PLOWS UB IF YOU NEED ?. Turn Plow for on means buy an IMPERIAL. To be euro we sell it and we are interested; but more than that, we know from observation and from what others say, that the IMPERIAL. Is the best TUrn Plow on the market. We also have Repairs " for Imperial Plows. WAGONS, BUGGIEaHARNEss and LAPBOBBS?If yoa need either of these articles, we art very sure that we can Interest you In i Qualities and in Prices. Teh, see us. Ballard's Obelisk Flour? : Has been oa the market for nearly, a half century and it Is today the preeminently good- flour. Try it if yoa want the BEST Flour. See us for SWEET FEED, MILL FEED and CgiCKEN FEED, J. F. 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