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. ncers. But, in the not far distant future, trouble was brewing for Tena and the ,ome of Funde1winder. Another tpoeh as to be made by which all time was to be computed in that neighbor pood. Sherman had cut loose from At inta, and was oun his famous march t. the sea. As that famous or infa .mous general neared the borders of the State, extravagant rumors pre ceded him, of his arocities, his bloody butcheries of women and chil dren, rapine and house-burning---ll those soul-sti.rring stories that go ahead of a conquering army. All these harrowdng tales came like a great wave over the country, and lost nothing in the repeatnhig. If those savage Yankees ever came that way, what would become of Bud? They could neither expect to hide him, nor run him out of the countryv-sim ply because he wouldn't go. He would be sure to be killed in some fracas with those devils. Since his recent battle with the officials in CoTumbia, Tena had much higher opinion of Bud than she pretended. Bud's conduct was just "outdacious," still she had a secret pride that he showed so much s-ounk. She told Polly one day, with t-.at heroic courage o the Dutch Fork woman, that, while she loved Bud to distraction, she would rather see him dead than for him 'to hack or show the white feather." So it was with bitter anguish that they planned and worked for Solomon, never giving a thought to the fatLer and son on the firing line. They had Sbecome accustomed to the dangers and vicissitudes of thtse latter two. They still hoped that Sherman would go some other way. But one fatal day came the news that Sherman had crossed the Savan nah river and was heading his way to Columbia. The Fundelwinder home wasn't a half day's march from the city. Letters came from the father and son to look out for Bud, in the event the Yankees should come near. Yes, look out. But how ? This was a problem for Tena, and for Tena alone. Night after night did she lie awake and study and plan for Solo mon. But Tena was fertile of resources. Gret minds :rise to great emergen eies, and Tena 's was a master mind. Now, onie of Bud's absorbing pas sions of life was a red jacket or waist coat. We call it now, in .the :barbaric age, a vest. If she .could only hunt up enough red flannel to put sufficient filling 4t; the end of her piece to make Solomon a jacket, the thing was done. For Solomon would walk through fire for a red jae'ret. The matter was soon arranged. Polly went to work gathering up every fragment of red fannel on the place, even cutting a width out of her own Sunday petti coat to make up the deficieney. Yes., people could make nice cloth out of old pieces of flannel in times of the war. As the news came, everyday more jexciing, from the fatFher and son, to "watch out for Bud,'' Tena 's ex ertions became more strenuous. Now, here was Tena's plan to Solomon: "Now, Bud, if you will go, like a good boy do\vn in the calf pasture, next to Hemiter 's, and stay there during the day, and come home at night, then you will have a red jack et of the most violent hue of any that ever come out of Dutch Fork.'' Bud took this readily, provided 'he could take Watch with him. This lit tie corner next to Hemiter's was al most unapproachable. It was wet and boggy, and the calves seldom ever Iventured far, and if Bud would just go out. into that little wilderness in the calf pasture when the Yankees were a,bout the thing was done in a nut shell. Bud was put wise, and the red jacket was held up to him in fiery colors. Day by day they could see the grreat cirecing smoke from Sherman's huse-burners. as that army grew nearer and nearer. Tena bent all her powers and ener ces to get a yard and a half of red cannel on to the end of her piece for Bud 's jacket. He kept his silent re treat down in the pasture with Watch, while Tena was reaching out for the red jacket. But every now and then ~ud would break ranksto come up and see now his jacket was getting onl. This was veritable p)oisonl to Tena. r she was atraid Bud migjht. come o at the very time the Yankees were there. Then Bud--well nobody knew what Bud would do. Now, this Solomon had a vague idea that some great trouble of some sort was ~brewing for him, and he began to Sit up. whnb ief, and take notce. He didn't mi.nd sta.yng down in the calf pasture while Tena was in the act of wveaving his life's ambi * :,i a red jacet,. but hei hadl Snme heard much talking. and Biid " wver the odds and ends were tilroW\\I. Slmo found an old horseman11~ ii 5i \' e 11 i he id as 2!ag .z Tarleto . Thi- -e caught, up with a coveteoulS eye. Froi the horn ha-ning on the peg over the door he took a handful of Kentucky ritle powder and rammed it home. Bullets were scarce in those days, so Bud melted1 up eliinks of pewter, old nail heads. aiid scrap iron and loaded the old pistol to the brim. In, fact. as it was said in those days, that pistol was -loaded for Bar.", This Bud cautiously concealed in his bosom, during all his hiding out. Tena would have fainted dead away had she known B.ud kept so deadly a wea pon in his care. It was an old-fash ioned flint and steel. The flint had long since lost out of the hammer, but Bud was resourceful. He took the flint out of the old squirrel rifle, pour ed powder in the pal and the inno cent looking old weapon might do harm from front or rear. Day by day Solomon took his place in his retreat, and Tena 's loom could be heard far and wide. bamb! bamb' with her anxiety to reach the end where Bud'- jacket commenced. They were both tighting against time. Had the wome-a of the Fundelwvinder household known that Bud was going about with that dangerous weapon im' his bosom they would have died of fright. What Solomon 's idea of the wherewith of the pisto4 was will per haps never be known till the crack of doom. Tena had now began on Bud's vest in earnest, and no amount Qf persua sion or intimidation could keep Sol omon from coming up from the calf pasture to (tpke a look at his jacket, of shiing, beautiful brilliant .red, the apex of his life's ambition. But Tena always guarded him with a cautious wave of her hand. and to this day no one ever knew what Bud thought of the Yankees. whether he thought they were some great ,beasts or sav age-winged animals or some kind of mishapen, blood-drinking kind of hu mans-,Solomon didn't know or didn't care. He had his pistol loaded full that was sufficient. It was baking day-this epoch-nuak ing day of the Fundelwinder's. Great clouds of durling smoke could be seexi southward, telling too plainly that Sherman was near. The day will never be forgotten, and to this day all time is computed by this "bak Iing day of Tena.'s.'' Children's ages,! marriages and deaths are reckoned by so many years since "Tena Fu.ndel winder's brake day.'' Now, it came. about, that Tena didn't notice the smoke was so close that mo:rning, else she wouldn't have put the fire in her dven, perhaps. .But she could now distinctly see old Squire Mett's saw mill burning, and Money John's' dwelling going up in smoke, but, as er dough was all made out, and the oven hot, she said, there was not use to Istop now, thty had to eat,; "Yankees or no Yanikees.'' Bud had gone to his hiding place, Tena having provided Nm with a huge Chris-Krinkle piece of light bread. So everything looked favorable for peace during t'he day. Tena had -finished weaving her piece, Bud's jacket and all, but would de - lay cutting it out of tihe loom till the baking was ail over. Just as Tena had drawn out the loaves of bread and was in the act of' putting in t,he eustards and pies, four blue-coated soldiers galloped up to the gate. None of the people thereabouts had even seen ,before, thest folks of the cloth of blue. Great rows of brass buttons on their coats, guns st-rapped to their saddle bows, Igreat swords beked to their waists, and jingling spurs at their heels, told too well that t.hey were the dreaded soldiers. Thank goodness! Bud was safe! Piling her loaves of bread in the tray, Traa set the whole on an old table out under the gre at spread ing oaks and darted towards the house by way of the back piazza. The Yan kees had hitched their horses at the frot fence--yes, one did ride inside and tie his steed to the piazza post. All began entering the house by the front door. Just as Teua put her foot on the fi-rst step, she cast her eyes toward the Icrib, and there she beheld a sighti thbat almost froze her blood in her e. Solomon! ambling up at this. Io all danwierouis times. tu see if Tena hadl cut Kut his jacket y'e She was Budto m: ac. so -nhe gave a sin ere under~ he eIih. Shen Shot in: t he house to gjia Polly an:d the tired lit te mther. warming. In tead e rawling and(er the crib. Solomon came on to the piazza. where was his treasured red jacket, still in the loom. Overheaid. just above it. were a half dozen, more or less, of rough plank, put up to protect the loom, as well. as to keep these plank We will leave Bu(i oi ite lhank above the loom for awhile and go in side. These ruthless invaders were playiig high jinks. breaking open bu reau drawers and emptying trunks of their contents. The old cupboard was riddled. One of the Yankee's took tie teather leds oit f doom- and ripped them iopen. while 'antier spilled the straw ticks out mn the floor, hunlting for gold. All these peo ple of Dutch Fork ,had gold. but Tena was too sharp for the intruders. At last one of these Yankees entered the back piazza, w-hert the piece of elot was still upon the loora. That was a fatal gtep, especially as Solomen lay so( near. Hello. boys Here is good truck XOr saddle blankets. the very thing I'v been wanting. .Nd the guileless Federal soldier pulled forth a pocket knife, and was in t.he very act of cutting out a length or vwo ot Tena's eloth. Now, right there all dates cross. Time has been reckoned back and forth from this instant. Only Solomon's version has been handed down to posterity. But. anyway. just as tle Yankee was in the ac f (.,,t ing this t reasred (coth. : illl(tIfIiu wa s sliove(l Iito 1 his face. with an exclaniatlion: --n-. don't you do tbat! Right then all records -cease. It*has been a disputed point from that day to this, not only in the Fundelwinder household. but in all the neighbor hood and throughout the whole of Duteh Fork. Whether .Bud leaned too far over, and the planks tilted up, or whether he, in the stress of excite ment, fired, on seeing his red jacket about to be cut. 'twill nevei- be known. Some say one way. and some say another. No nicer pi-oblem could ever be devised for a fight than to advance either theory and attempt to maintain it. Anythow. just as the knife was about to enter the cloth, a -epo-t came. Tena said afterwards she thought Saint Domingo had sunk. But. great grief! what a noise! Pans and tin plates danced a jig on the ta ble. the old peacock began his shrill pea-hoy! -pea-hoy! chairs and tables rattled. Polly gave one long heart rending groan, and Tena uttered her time--ionored. "for the love of Heav en. Bud.! fDena remembered she had seen Bud just as she entered the house, and, somehow, she connected that re port with Bud, and thiat 's why she piiched Polly and cried out: "Tht Christ jimi,ny, the .bouse is falling.'' But it wasn't. What that Yankee saw was a plenty. Arms and legs waving overead, like some mowing machine, the earth trembling and the whole house swaying back and forth, then a great shout of a blood-thirsty rebel not two feet from him, his eyes blood shot and guilty, with a pistol! Oh! E turned his blood to ice. . Then that report! The sin-king of Reelfoot Lake was not a circumstance! But and all the planks were atop of him, and then oblivion. Tihe Yankees in the ard and the women in the house, Tena says, stood as stoek still as if old Hun-dwindle Setzler had put a spell upon them. Then a shriek came from the back piazza. No, it wasn 't a shried, it was -more of a moan. Polly swore she thought it was Ben Schmitt's ghost. 'But the three men reached for their horses, and the fourt'h came forth-with a limp ,bye and bye. The last horse was hitched to tie corner post, and before his rider could untie. his companions wert fly ing madly down the road. Thi's last man had left his hat, his knife, and his cloth. ,but when he did leap into the saddle he didn 't reach for the bridle reins. The stirrups flew up and down. The soldier sat as a knot on his hor-se, anid was making lightning speed to overtake his comrades. Just as the squad was passing old Cummer lander's where old man Andrew George. Record, and Henry Kunkle had congregated, one of t.he men call e'd back to his comrade: "Say, John, who in the hell tired that cannon ?'' But John made no reply. He kept on-on-Onl. Ailey Slice says his hair was as white as cotton wvhen he ~as- his p)lace, rig-ht on throng.i the Piner Woods. He swep)t past the Lo-hk tari kilns. by the old Miekleer w.s ever heardl of the flying Yanikee. A few years afte- this catastrophe had takell place in tire Fundelwin.li''s houseod, duringr the grreat State -air. a hlnd was ruade in 1ye Saluida rver. near wvhere old Luke saw the last ot this flying~ de-:perado. It was a stone man! Rock! Granite: The writer has put his hand upon it, and tihe older people in that country say it is the very manl Solomon scared to death with his p)istol. Well, who will doubt it ?' Thu. a petrified mani -.- rnd in ihe Fork, nloewilQ ~l denty. -r i. . VoIil(l h- :-~ Uike\ to hie , Wood's Descriptive Fall Seed Catalog now ready, gives the fullest information about all Seeds for the Farm and Garden, Grasses and Clovers, Vetches, Alfalfa, Seed Wheat, Oats. . Rye, Barley, etc. Ako tells all about Vegetle & Flower Seeds that can be planted in the fall to advantage and profit, and about Hyacinths, Tulips and other Flowering Bulbs, Vegetable and Strawberry Plants, Poultry Supplies and Fertilizers. Every Farmer and Gardener should have this catalog. It is invaluable in Its helpfulness and suggestive Ideas for a profitable and satisfactory Farm or Garden. Catalogue mailed free on request. Write for it. T. W. WOOD & SONS, L Seedsmen, - Richmond, Va. d ESTATE NOTICE. All persons holding claims against the estate of J. D. Moore. deceased, will resent the same, duly attested, I and all persons indebted to said es tate will make immediate payment to the undersigned, or her Attorney, Eugene S. Blease, at Newberry, S. C. Laura P. Moore, Administratrix. 9-21-09-2t-1taw. STATE OF SOUTH CAROLINA, COUNTY OF NEWBERRY. Court of Common Pleas. Mary Vietoria Ham.. John Hawkins Whitman and Kate Irene Boozer, Plaintiffs, Against Lura Vinetta Whitman, Defendant. By virtue of an order of the Court herein, I will sell to .the highest bidder before the Court House at Newberry, S. C., witihin the legal hours of sale, on M1-onday, Salesday, October 4th, 1909. all that tracit of land lying and ,being situate in the County of Newberry, State of South Carolina, containing Twenty-five and one-half (25 1-2) acres, moreor. less, bouided I by lands of the estate of S. A. Huniter, lands of R. S. Hawkins and Mary R. Kibler, and publie road. Terms of Sale: One-half cash and the balance on a credit of twelve months from date of sale; credit por tion to be secured by a bond of the purchaser and a mortgage of the premises sold, to bear insterest from da.y of sale until paid in full at the rate of eight' per cent, per annum, and the bond and mortgage given by the purchaser to provide for ten per cent. for attorney's fees in ease of colleotion by an attorney or foreclos ure, with leave to the purchaser to anticipate the credit portion in whole or in part. Purehaser is not to inter fere with the crops on place for this year. And in case of failure of the purch,aser to comply with the terms of the sale within three days after the day of sale the Master will resell the property at the risk of said bid der. Purchaser to pay for papers and recording. H. H. Rikard, Master. Sept. 8, 1909. STATE OF SOUTH CAROLINA, COUNTY OF N4EWBERRY. Court of Common Pleas. The Bank of Prosperit,y, Plaintiff, Against A. H. Hawkins, individually. and George E. Hawkins and A. H. Haw kins, as partners doing business under the firm name and style of Hawkins Bros., Defendants. By an order of the Court herein, I will sell to the highest bidder, before the Court House at Newberry, S. C., within the legal hours of sale, on Monday, Salesday, October 4tb, 1909, all that tract, piece, parcel or planta tion of land, lying and being situate in the county of Newberry, State of South Carolina. containing one hun dred and ninety-four (194) acres, mre or less, bounded by lands of. or formerly of. estate of J. W. P. Brown. est of Hawkins Dennis and others, sam:e bjein- the identical tract of land cn"veyedt to me by Henry B. Hair. by deed dated December 19th. 1894. and recorded~ in Book No. 7 at page 364. T&rms~ of Sale: One-half (12)eah, bbndof the punrcha.ser and .mort age of ::he premises sold, with leav-e to the purchaser to anticipate the eredit portion in whole or in part; said bond and mortgage to secure the Icredit portion to provide for eight er cent. interest from date of sale, payable annuall? and, in case oIf fore IMPORTED JET! I have just in a fine line of im ported Jet goods. Will be pleased to have you call and see the assort ment. F4AYES' BOOK STORE YOUR BANKING! THE NEWBERRY SAVINGS BANK, Capital $50,000 - - Surplus $30,000 No Matter How Small, fe Matter How Large, The Newberry Savings Bank, will give it careful attention. This message ipplies to the men and the women alike. JAS. McINTOSH. J. E. NORWOOD, Presidebnt. CashierW MONUMENTS. I am representing the Mleckleoburt Marble and Granite'Co,, CHARLOTT, N. C., in this section, and am prepared to make you prices on anything in the way of Headstones, ,Tablets, Monuments, Etc. See my cuts and get my prices before placing' your order. K4aterial and work guaranteed first-class. B. B. HILLER - NEW ERRY, S. C.. Start With a Dollar Hlave a Bank Account If you have never transacted your busi ness by means of a Bank account, we desire to have you come to this Bank and make your first deposit. The first deposit may be as small as one dollar, but once you have started, your account will grow, much to your satisfac tion as well as ours. We make it easy for you to have money in the ban k-.we help you save. THE U!HAN6E BANK Newberry, S. C. . D. DAVENPORT, EDW. R. HIPP, President. .V. President. M. L. SPEARMAN, GEO. B. CROMER, Cashier. Attorney.