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"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
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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.'.'
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WEALTH OF ALASKA
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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"
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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.
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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
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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?
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Better place your order
early.
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Phone No. 2 CLOVER, 8. C
Ml I ?IHl |H i|? <
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WHEN YOU WANT THE BEST
MEATS 3uld in York come to
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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
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|f- 48 S. Main St.
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| YORKVILLE COTTO
! Millers, Ginners, Manufc
Meal and Hulls, and De
: BARGAIN
! Until February 10th wc \x
4 i . . <
of 7 per cent Meal for
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<; FIGURES
Egg Jellieo
jf Block Jellieo
Blue 0cm Jcllic-o ?
]! Prompt attention given
! YORKVUIE C01T0
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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.
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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. ( ' '
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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
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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,
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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, \ ;
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IMPERIAL PLOWS
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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. CARROLL
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URTNEY
Service
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YORK, S. G.
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N OIL COMPANY
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icturers of Cotton Seed !
alers In Coal, Ice, Etc.
IN MEAL
ill give you 2,200 pounds J ! ;
1 lr*c Ton of Sound Seed, j
IN COAL
$7.50 Per Ton. j
$8.50 Per Ton
$9.50 Per Ton i I i
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o all orders.
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