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yflh@ ?L or/he\ by FRANCIS PI ntLUSTRMIONS coPYA/G/rr /&/ sr aa&Bj-AffSM > CHAPTER I.?Richard Lightnut, an j American with an affected ?jgi:sn accent, receives a presnt from a friend in China. CHAPTER II.?The present proves to be a pair of pajamas. A letter hints of surprises to the wearer. * CHAPTER III.-Lightnut dons the pa- j Jamas and late at night gets up for a Bmoke. His servant. Jenkins, conies in 1 and, failing to recognize Lightnut, attempts to put him out. Thinking the servant crazy. Lightnut changes his clothes Intending to summon help. When he reappears Jenkins falls on his neck with ioy. confirming Lightnut's belief that h? 3 crazy. CHAPTER IV.?Jenkins tell* Lightnut tnf the encounter ha had with a hideous Chinaman dressed in pajamas. CHAPTER V?In a message fro-m his friend. Jack Billings. Lightnut is asked to put up "the kid" for the night on his -way home from college. Later Lightnut finds a beautiful girl in black pajamas ift Jiis room. CHAPTER yi.?Lightnut is shocked by the girl's drinking, smoking and slangy VtiLUX. | CHAPTER VII?She tells him her name j 1a Francis and puzzles him with a story of her love for her sister's room-mate, named Frances. Next morning: the girl Is missing and Lightnut hurries to the boat to see her ofT. He Is accosted by ?, husky college boy, who calls him **Dickv." but he does not see the girl. CHAPTER Vm-Jack Billlngs_calls to ?pend the night with JLigntnut. xney aiscover pricesless rubies hidden in the buttons of the pajamas. > \ CHAPTER IX?Billings dons the pajamas and retires. CHAPTER X?Lightnut later discovers in his apartment a beefy person in mutton-chop whiskers and wearing pajamas. T1-1?? onllx V.a kaHao rr-Vio Hoc 1ar?? the I tPUXlAiUO S^Ctli.0 kUO ^/vuvv, **MV W . ? v Intruder to be a criminal, called "Foxy Grandpa." CHA*PTER XI?The intruder declares $e is Ligbtnut's guest and appeals to the Jatter in vain. CHAPTER XH-He Is hustled off to JaiL CHAPTER XITT?In the morning Llght?ut is astonished to find Billings gone, j and more astonished when he gets a message from the latter, demanding his L clothes. Llghtnut. bound for Tarrytown. I Billing's home, discovers "Frances," the I flrl of the pajamas, on the train. CHAPTER XIV?Llghtnut speaks to ! I her and alludes to the night before. She r declares indignantly that Lightnut never saw her In black pajamas. At Tarrytown Frances Is met by a husky college youth, who halls Ltghtnut as "Dicky." The latter Ignores the boy, who then threatens to thrash him for offending Frances. Ughtnut takes the next train home. CHAPTER XV?Billings storms over the outrage of his arrest. He and Lightnut discover mysterious Chinese characters on the pajamas. CHAPTER XVI?Professor Doozenberry is called in to interpret the -hieroglyphics. CHAPTER XVTI?He raves over what be calls the lost silk of Si-Ling-Chi. CHAPTER XVIII?The writing declares that a person wearing the pajamas will take on the semblance of the previous wearer. The professor borrows the pa- j fiXlllCLS , CHAPTER XIX?"Billings" dressed !n j .pajamas is found in the professor's room | And is taken home in an automobile with Frances and a woman Lightnut calls i *the frump." CHAPTER XX?Lightnut Is angered by j **the frump's" slanderous talk about ' Francis." CHAPTER XXI?"Billings" Is taKen to ^ Ills room. A servant tells Lightnut that ! a message has just been received stating i that Billings was under arrest in New i York for stealing a suit of black pajamas. ^ CHAPTER XXII?Judge Billings astonw ishes Lightnut with a tale of Francis' es- { capades. Lightnut asks permission to speak to "Frances." CHAPTER XXIII?The judge declares that not another living: person would tackle the job, and Lightnut. his mind -occupied with the beautiful Frances, is greatly mystified. CHAPTER XXIV?Policeman O'Keefe returns the black pajamas and Lightnut sends them to Billings' room. CHAPTER XXV?Lightnut has an interesting hour with Frances. I winked assent. The library suited me all right! "Just now," she said in an oddly sobered voice, "I looked in as 1 passed through, and he was looking ^ j ?tt/mi SO t:ruSJLieu, I5U r*\juj. auu iucu, j \ju i know?he had just come from upstairs: and yet he faced me so brave ly and smilingly"?she shook hei head?"poor fellow!" I stared?puzzled, don't you know. I Offhand, dash me if I could see what ? the judge had to do with our evenings k together?why, I had his own approval | f of my suit. Then I remembered that she, of course, didn't know that?yet. j Probably what s?e had in her dear < little mind was that he might be hold* liK-rotv o r> r? ho wrmlrj if hP i 1115 ?W*U? J U-iiU J-IV ?T VMAM, ? ? | continued to think he was busy; tor J had heard him say he expected tc wori all night. But then, there were dozens and dozens of other places we could go?well, I should just say! I had j^st bent forward to suggest this to her when I saw she was going to spe^k. So I waited, smiling at her tenderly. "And about Arthur?" she began, i and I cut myself a painful stab with my nails?right in the palm?"now there is a case where I think >ou find"?she nodded toward the house ! again?"where you find one of his superb qualities, the one quality that, i of all, I admire in a man the most." ' "By Jove!" I said, leaning forward. I wondered what It was?and then, I dash it, I asked her. Must trust!" she said simply., and her face grew luminous. "Faith, perhaps I should say. My father has it > larger than any man I ever knew; it is something that goes out from him ! with his friendship, with his love, making a dual gift"?her voice dropped thoughtfully?"l haVe studied it in f RlfBlfiS i SRET ELLIOTT : MYmtiina UJL COsr/WYy him all my life, and it has always seemed so beautiful to me?so wonderful?the unquestioning peace he has"?her blue eyes* widened, shining?"has eyer in return for the perfect, abiding trust that he gives to the thing he calls his own. I know, for he has made me feel it from the : time I was a tiny little girl!" The last j word was almost a whisper, so tense, so vibrant witn reeling was it?sue seemed to have forgotten my existence. "And if ever I find a man?" she breathed. I coughed slightly and she started stared at me?and then the dimple; deepened in her cheek, lost in a bed j of jolly roses. Her laughter pealed forth, birdlike?delicious! "I beg your pardon!" she ^aid. "But when I think bf papa and of how he; believes in his children, especially poor little me, I think I must get?" Her roguish, puzzled smile searched | my face. "How is it you say it??oh, I know?'I think I must be getting dippy!"' And it was the first slang I had; heard from those sweet lips since the night she was in my rooms! CHAPTER XXVI. *' A \/... 99 "Because you??re tou. i Poor, brave-hearted girl! How pitiful and heartrending to a keen-eyed man of the world, seemed her poor,; little sham about her father's trust In! her! For I knew the facts, you know! And suddenly it came to me that 1 just couldn't and wouldn't let her go on this way, without the sympathy of i the man she loved; without the pre-: cious consolation of knowing that he knew! She was being badgered and : rough-shouldered and put upon and i distrusted and maligned by every one she knew, and she had no one in all the world to turn to but me?and? | Oh, I wanted her to know what I thought, don't you know! I slipped to tjie seat beside her. "Er, Miss Billings?" I began, thinking absent-mindedly of what I should say, and forgetting that we were quite alone. " Miss Billings!' Why do 'you call me that?' Her lovely brow puckered, i "I remember, now, that's twice you?" j "Frances, then!" I corrected softly. She straightened, her bosom lifting with a quick intake. By Jove, that was what she wanted! "Oh!" Then she leaned slowly back,; looking at me thoughtfully through; half-closed eyes, her lips parted in | the ?ddest smile. . And I screwed my monocle tight and let her have smile for smile, determined to chirp her up and make her feel our oneness?that sort of thing, 1 T on nonaH f FY?r of yuu liliUW. Auu i . a sudden her head went back and the I joyous peal of her canary laugh started off the jolly birds in the trees above us. "Oh, you?" A stare, and then an other burst as she bent forward, face buried in her hands. Then it lifted sharply, flame-dyed?her lips tremulous, her eyes shining like sapphire stars. "Oh!" she gasped, and how 1; envied the little hand she pressed against her waist; but the windows? j dash the windows! "That's?that's it j ?Frances?just that much! But, do j you know, I don't?don't believe you really know my full name. I remem-' ber now several th?" She bent toward me witchingly, her wide blue eyes challenging my candor. "Hon- i estly, now?do?you?" So it was that thought that was i tickling her! Well, by Jove, I had her there, for I had heard the judge men H/-m hor nnmp in full. I WOUld SUr prise her! "Oh, don't I?" I exclaimed, winking j as I polished my glass. "Well, how about Frances Leslie Billings?" I let j her have it slowly, distinctly, and with yet a note of triumph I could not altogether hide. And then remorseful for her amazed expression, 1 1 explained frankly: "Got it from your father this morning, don't you know, during our long talk about you in the library." . "Wh?" Then she swallowed and her face fell perfectly blank. By Jove, I could have kicked myself for a jolly ass for hre&kinsr it to her so raw! Of course. she would know that if her father talked of her, it would be nothing for me to hear that was true or kind? i nothing she' could wisn mignt be said j to the man she loved. I hastened to reassure her: "But I don't believe a dashed word of anything he said about you"?I spoke hotly?"and I don't care a jolly hang for what the others said, either 1 ?so there you are!" J 1 a hrvm T ; "~Lm, you uou l ; v^uuiu mix * had touched her by her expression, ; don't you know; and she fell to looking at me the queerest way. "And would you mind telling me who the 1 'others' are?" I eyed her gloomily, sympathetically. As if she didn't know already I Well?on, dastt it, my mind has been, filled with?er?just anything!''; I began cautiously. "T know."?she mnrmnrpd it no. If < to herself?"one can see that!" And! she bit her lip. "In the first place, you know"?ai^d i there I pulled up. No, dash it wasn't going to say a jolly word about poor Jack?no, sir! But then, about the other one?well, she was just a treacherous snake in the what's-ltsname, and she ought to be exposed. By Jove, she should be! "It's the frump, you know," I said indignantly. "The?the what?" Her pretty teeth flashed like the keyboards of a tiny organ?you could " ? -vo H+f 1 A onirnrltr TVinainQ I tVtU uca: a nino quiver somewhere behind. And then I remembered that, of course, she wouldn't know whom I meant. "Oh; your guest, you know?your friend from school," I went on, trying to tread cautiously and yet feeling myself growing red. "Oh, see here now, I don't like to say things,! but?er?" "Oh, go on!" she trilled, her sweet face shfning wistful. "Well, I mean this?er?Miss Kirkland; came out with us this morning, Their Absurdity Assured Her. don't you know. I think of her as the frump?little idea?er?nickname ol mine, you know, she's so awful!" And I screwed my glass with a chuckle. For an Instant I thought she wouldn't catch it, she stared at me so blankly. v Then the joke of it?the jolly aptness, so to speak?got her full and square, and she Just lifted a scream, hugging her knee and rocking back and forth, her face suffused, her laughter pealing like a chime of holla And I just rocked, too, keeping her company. Really, I don't think I ever laughed so much since some chap plunked down on the hard crown o! my new tile last winter. At least 1 wanted to laugh?In church, you know, and it's so awful how you feel there when something?oh, you know! And if you could have seen that poor fellow's face! By Jove, how glad I was for her jolly sense of humor that could see the point of things so quickly, and think them clever. Always had so dashed little patience with stupid people, don't you know. And just here another little thing came to me and 1 let her have it: \ "Oh, I say!"?I leaned nearer, chuckling?"your father pretends to think her a most beautiful and winning girl?fancy!" And. my face stretched Itself in such a jolly grin that I could hardly hold my glass. She bent toward me, smiling adorably. "You mean this?er?'Miss Kirkland ?'" T r/lrf X 1IUUUCU V,UU1 laugi; , She peered at me through her long what-you-call-'ems?oh, such a way! "But you don't think so, do you?" How sweetly, how fetchingly she said it. "Me?" I gasped. By Jove, in my horror, I lost my grip upon my jolly grammar. "Oh, I say now! I think the frump?this Miss Kirkland, you know?is a_ fright?regular freak, dash it! I told the ]udge so!" "You?you?" "Of course!" And I shrugged disgustedly, making the ugliest grimace I possibly could. "Why, dash it, if 1 waro q TOnm'on an/I hfl/i a face llkfl hers, I never would have left China, or England?or wherever her jolly home was?no, sir!" She caught her breath with a little gasp?then she was off again! This time she rested her arms upon the rail behind and buried her head in them, her lovely shoulders jiggling up and down, her sobbing laughter sending her off at last into a spell of coughing. "Oh!" she breathed, lifting at last her gloriously Diusning iace ana aai> bing at it with her ridiculous little handkerchief, "oh, you'll kill me?I know you will!" I certainly had stirred her up, and I was delighted. It was funny to think of any one calling the frump beautiful ?it must seem funnier still to her, of course?to Frances, I mean. Why, dash it, sne seemea 10 nuu a. iuuuy side to it that I didn't, don't you know! 'Tell me, now"?she clasped her knee, lifting her lovely face coaxingly?"tell me all that she said about me?everything!" I And I did?every word, by Jove! i And no one could look into that I sweet, ingenuous face as I proceeded, and doubt that the slanders were new j to her. Never a jolly one touched, her?only you could see their absur-j dity amused her. Several times I had ; to pause as she bent under a gale of laughter. Only once was she brought up, shocked. "Oh!" she uttered faintly, as I came to the Intimation about her being hailfellow-well-met with the footmen and ier drinking and carousing with them and other men-servants until three in the morning. I realized that it wasn't the matter of the drinking that .feazed her and drew from her iitcle I t t gasps as I came to this?knew that ; didn't bother her, don't you know, for I knew she did drink?could drink, I mean to say; for I had not forgotten the two full whisky glasses of highproof Scotch she had tossed off that night in my rooms. Why, no, dash it, she was able to drink?it went in the family! I could never forget with : what pride she had told me of putting I Vior* hrntViar Tq/->lr lindor the tahl/a nights running. That was all right? it was the other part of the frump's scandal that brought her up, standing, so to speak. For now she really looked embar* I rassed, despite another lapse to laughter. Her face and neck wer? dyed a, lovely crimson. "Oh, dear!" she said finally; and | I ahe wiped her eyes. "W*iet you must j i tiiink of me! ?and sne looked away,, I a pretty frown contracting lier face; j | then the jolly dimple deepened once > ! again and she choked Into her handkerchief. "Oh, dear!" she repeated,! | biting her lip to hold her quivering I mouth corners. "Oh, it's a shame," I | heard her mutter; "I mustn't let him j ?it's too?" She wheeled upon me, her lips tightened. "Oh!" she ejacu-, | lated sharply, almost petulantly, and | ! her foot struck smartly on the boards, j ! "I wonder how much you think? < | think?" "Think lots," I said'simply, watch- ! ing her little toe as It tapped. "Well, I should think as much!" And this time her laugh was short? I oddly constrained. She looked away : off down the slope to the river. "Oh!" This time it was a tiny gasp as of dis! may. And the toe tapped like an electric what's-its-name. "Yes," I said, watching it musingly, "I suppose it's because you're the only girl, don't you know, that I ever did think of before?oh, ever at all, dash it! . The toe stopped. I could feel her i looking at me sidewise, but I did not j glance up, that I remember; was! looking down, trying to get hold of a! dashed idea I wanted to express. "Don'fc^know," I continued, boring j away at her toe, yet hardly seeing it, j "but suppose that's the reason I knew j ; all the time she was lying; but still,! i somehow that doesn't seem to he the real reason I knew. I think the real reason I knew it couldn't be and wasn't true was"?I sighed heavily? "oh, dash it, it's so hard to get hold of the jolly thing!" And there was a pause. "The real reason?" her voice coaxed1 gently. "Was because?" Then she moved; the toe and it put me out?"I think just because?oh, yes, I know now!" ^Ana I looked up eagerly. Just DeI cause I knew that you?are you!" Ii finished beamingly. "Oh, I see!" She said it musingly,; ; her finger lightly pressing upon her: lips, her beautiful eyes studying me: with the oddest, keenest side-glance. | . A pause; and then: "And how long I have you known me, pray? Just a?" "A thousand years!" I said promptj ly and earnestly. "A thousand years and all my life, don't you know! j Never will know you any better." "I wonder," she murmured, nodding slnwlv And then for a momeift sti? ; j didn't say a word, just sat there -look-; 1 ing me over curiously, her expression | i half shy, half quizzical, don't you know. Then her smile flashed again?a ra-, | diant, dazzling brightness that brought! i her nearer, like the effect of the sun-| ; light's sudden gleam there at times j i iV - VI... U? ~ i uyuii une uiue xmo ui mo ?* cot i i Shore" away across the broad, three-. mile span of the old Tappan Zee. j "And now"?again her splendid I young arms were clasped, wing-iike,; : behind her head; and its golden glory; hung like a picture against the dark; vine leaves, bossed with the clustered j ! purple flowers?"now," she repeated, j ' settling" comfortably, "you must just' go on and tell me the rest?I can bear it! What did my"?her big blue eyes twinkled as she smiled?"my father say about me?" I shifted uncomfortably. 'Oh, I ! can't, you know!" I demurred. "I say, i what's the use, dash it?" Poor old j boy, somehow I just hated to round j j on him?he was so jolly hard hit al-j ready; Jack, don't you know! Besides? ' "Please!" Jove, how she said it! "Oh, dash it, I'm afraid it will hurt! I you," I protested uneasily; "and I i don't think the judge really?" "I just don't care that"?a snap U AW + ?-? rr f? T?m LiUlu iiei liiue uugeis auu uci aim i i went back?"for anything he ever said about me that was mean! So, please go on?I must go dress for I luncheon." And so I just took a deep breath, a : long running leap, and cleared the 1 bar?told her all, you know! Oddly, this time she didn't laugh? i j and I knew why: it was her father, i and it had cut her to the heart. This | was what I had feared. As I proceed| ed, narrating the interview in the II| brary, she just grew rosier and rosier ; red, but sat looking at me wide-eyed ; and unflinching. The pulsation of her bosom Quickened a little, but her dear | face remained unchanged, save for ; her little trick of dragging her under- ! Up through her white teeth. j. "And, by Jove, that's all!" I finished with relief as I mopped my face. "But who cares, don't you know, or believes j any bit of it? Anyhow, we don't? for we know!" j' "Are you sure?" She spoke grave ly, yet in her eyes were the dancing star-motes of a laugh. "The extrava- ! gance, the gambling, and the?oh, ail of it? I must tell you I heard soma gad things myself about Francis Billings while 1 was at Cambridge?" I grunted scornfully. "I know: from the two-faced cat, Miss Kirkland! Say, how I wish, by Jove, that woman would, un and eo back to China? ] / I w ^ ^ 'w ? ^ 7 t 7 * tne sponge!" And I screwed my glass indignantly. "Oh, now!" she remonstrated sweetly, "you mustn't say that. You might be sorry!" She smiled archly. I grunted contemptuously. Again she rested her little chin up on her hand, eying me thoughtfully, earnestly. "And so you don't believe any of it?" I chuckled at the idea. "Oh, I say now, Frances, you knov^ I don't!" And I shoved a bit nearer, looking into her eyes. But just then I saw Wilkea come out and look around. And she must have glanced aboul quickly and have seen him, too, for ai I shifted my eyes to her again sh? was blushing furiously and had moved a bit. "I'm afraid/' she said meaauredly, her chin lifting a little, "you do believe?part of it!" And in her eyei was a glint of lire. And then as my face fell blankly, a slow little smile came creeping bacfc to hers. Her eyes softened. "Ffirfsrivo m?." shft said cpntlv "1 misunderstood!" x The darling! And, dash it, if thej were going to have vines to a pavilion, why didn't they have vines? "Do you know," she said, "I don't believe you do believe any of thes? awful things could be true about me," ?her voice quickened here?"and dc you know I just think it's lovely ol you! I do!" And her dear voice dropped like the softer notes of a w iid.0 B-ius-uciiut;. xiei iictnua y<xy iu uer lap and she was studying me In the kindest, sweetest way! And I wanted to tell her how good she was and how much I loved her, don't you know, but just then, behind the pavilion, cam? the gardener. He was talking to on? of his assistants about slugs?dasl slugs! (TO BE CONTINUED) Value of Rural 'Phone. Several times we have had occasion to advocate the more rapid extension of rural telephone service, together with the improvement of roads and the extension of the rural mail delivery. Nothing of such small cost adds so much to the comfort and pleasure and convenience of rural life as general extension of telephone service. Not only is it a source of pleasure and a promotion of social lite and intercourse, but it has its utilitarian phases as well as is of incomparable value in case of emergency. Recently the practical value of the rural 'phone has been demonstrated in educational wur* ana m uie auvauueiueiii, ui yuulic interest therein. In this connection we reproduce herewith a letter written to the Progressive Farmer by Miss Craig, who speaks from personal experience of the value of the''phone: "In my neighborhood every family has a telephone, and I know of nothing which has helped this community so much. From a 'shack' of a school "kn11 -MiAxr Vio ire* vioan f a a nino UUlXUlIig llii^ ? 11U T ^ 1 iUVH IV Ui 111VV painted building, and the term, which used to be four months, is now seven and the teacher's salary is almost twice as large. There was no library; now they have a small, 'but well assorted one, and the books are read with interest by every one in the community. An Improvement association has been organized and the school ground is being worked on. The money was raised to build this house and all other funds needed for expenses, by plans talked over* and planned over the 'phone. They have a parents' meeting over the 'phone (we are all on a line.) The number of pupils is small, but every child in the. community of school age attends. Furthermore, the older sons and daughters are attending college. "This is what the telephone has done for us and it will do the same thing for any community, I believe." Even if the telephone did nothing more tor tne rurai secuons man cne removals of the otherwise inevitable isolation of rural residents in winter, it would be more than worth the cost. Persons living miles apart are by it brought into intimate and pleasant social relations, regardless of weather or roads. There are various other uses for the rural 'phone, but this social and educational value add to its importance. We would be glad to see the county of Pittsylvania strung with wires in every direction so thickly that one might communicate with almost any section of the county. The great counties of Rockingham and Augusta are so efficiently and universally served by rural telephones that all parts of both are in close touch with each other and with the nearby cities and towns?Danville, #Va., Register, March 30, 1912. NOTICE OF SALE OF PERSONAL PROPERTY. Notice is hereby given that I will sell for cash, to the highest bidder, at public outcry, in the town of "Whitmire, S. C., on the 5th day of June, 1912, the personal property seized by me as Sheriff on the 17th day of February, 1912, in Claim and Deliver}' Action of the American Type Founders Company against A. A. Young, trading and doing business as the Whitmire Xews, and Z. H. Suber, Chairman, consisting of: 1 6-col. Country Campbell Rebuilt Press, Repair No. 304, Serial No. 42c 1 11x17 Rebuilt Gordon Job Pre*>. Repair No. 302, Serial No. 21. 1 23 1-4 Rebuilt Reliance Cutter, Re! pair No. 321. Also Galleys, Cases, Points, Rules, ' Leads, Picas, Planes, Sticks, Decora| tors, Quoins, Chases,' Quads, Furniture, and all the printing outfit formerly used by the Whitmire News of Whitmire, S. C. Said sale is made upon an order of Hon. Frank B. Gary, Judge of the Eighth Circuit, of date the 8th day of May, iyiz. M. M. BUFORD, Sheriff of Newberry County. WINTHBOP COLLEGE SCHOLABSHIP AND ENTBANCE EXAMINATION. The examination for the award of vacant scholarships in Winthrop College and for the admission of new students will be held at the- County i Court House on Friday, Jnly o, at 9 j a. m. Applicants must be not less than j 15- years of age. When scholarships iare vacant after Jilly 5 they will be (awarded to those making the highest ;average at this examination, provided [they meet the conditions governing the itwtLxu. Applicants suuoicusuApo should write to President Johnson, before the examination for Scholarship / examination blanks. Scholarships are "worth $100 and free tuition. The next session will open September 18, 1912. For further information and catalogue, address President D. B. Johnson^ Rock Hill/ S. C. X i BANKRUPT SALE OF REAL ESTATE In the District Court of'the United States, for the Western District of South Carolina. Ex parte, Miss Bertha Wadsley, Petitioner, in the matter of Miss Nannie J. Simpson, Bankrupt. . DECREE OF SALE. * By virtue of a decree in bankruptcy in the above matter notice is hereby given that* I will sell on the first Monday in June, it being the 3rd day of June, 1912. before the court house door in the town and county of Newberry, S. C.f at 11.30 o'clock a. m., the following described real estate, to-wit: All that lot or parcel of land with building thereon situate, lying and being in the town of Prosperity, county of Newberry, and State of South Carolina, containing one acre, more or less, and bounded on the -"orth by Washington street, and on the east by other property of the said Miss Nannie J. Simpson and on the south by lands of the estate of Mrs. Rosa Duncan, and on the west by McNary* street, the I same being the former home of Miss v. 1 Nannie J. Simpson. The said property will be sold for cash to the highest bidder for the purpose of paying the mortgage indebtedness as provided for in the decree: in the above matter. 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