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?~ 1.~Will sour the sweetest disposition and transform the most even tempered, lov able nature into a cross-grained and irritable individual. E If impatience or fault-finding are SORSO ever excusable it is when the body is tortured by an eating and painful sore. It is truly discouraging to find after months of diligent and faithful use of external remedies that the place remains as defiant, angry and offensive as ever. Every chronic sore, no matter on what part of the body it comes, is an evidence of some previous constitutional or organic trouble, and that the dregs of these diseases remain in the systeri; or, it maybe that some long hidden poison-perhaps Cancer-has come to the surface and begun its destructive work. Theblood must bepurified before the sore will fill up with healthy flesh and the skin regains its natural color. It is through the circulation that the acrid, corroding fluids are carried to the sore or ulcer and keep it irritated and infamed. S. S. S. will purify and invigorate the stagnant blood when all sediment or other hurtful mat'erials are washed out, fresh rich blood is carried to the diseased parts, new tissues form, and the decaying flesh begins to have a healthy and natural look ; the discharge ceases and the sore heals. S. S. S. is the only blood purifier Several years ago, my wife had a se vere sore leg and was treated by the thtiburnedetrl ee best physicians but received no6enefit. table. It build up the blood and our druggist advised her to try S. S. S., tones up the general system as no which she did. Pourteen bottles cured other medicine does. If you have her anduhe has been well ever since. J. a e , 22 Canal StR e eev c a sore of any kind, write us and get Cohoes, N. Y. the advice of experienced and skilled physicians for which no charge is made. Book on Blood and Skin Diseases free. THE SWIFT SPECIFIC CO., Atlanta, Ga. A GRAND OPENING Of Spring Clothing, Hats and Furnishing Goods, You will find here the very newest and up-to-date Suits, Furnishing Goods and Hats. We make a specialty of Extra Size, Stout and Slim Suits. On receipt of your letter we will send you swatches of Suits, if you are inter ested in any. In our Tailor Department we have Over 500 Samples for you to select your Suit or extra - = Pants from. Suits made to your measure from $1 to $50. Pants from $3 to $12. GRANITE m. BR(OWYNS LON 8 224 KING ST., Opp. Academy of Music, - T . - - S. C. All mail orders promptly attended to by a special salesman. CROLIN PORTLAND CEMENT CO1, CHARLESTON, S. C. Sole Selling Agents JKITLILAN Fire Brick, Fire Tile, Arch Brick, Bull-Head and All Special Tiles. ALSO FINEST PREPARED FIRE CLAY. Carload Lots. Less Than Carload Lots. HOUSEKEEPERS Realizing how anxious you are when purchasing Crockery to get the best, and what pleasure it affords you when you succeed, and what pride every woman takes in her China, we have recently im ported direct from England a crate of that World Famous Iron Stone China, Known a.s ALFRED A1EEKINS'. Those of you who have this well known make in your china closets and want piecs to replace will do well to call early and get them before the stock is broken, and those -who want a new store can do no better than buy this strong, durable make of Crockery, as none other will present that snowy appearance -and look of absolute cleanliness as it does. F.A.RMERS, Do not fail to examine the DEERING MOWERS and RAKES. You cannot afford to buy anything but the best. Those who have bought Deering Mowers and Rakes do not change for other makes. We have a full line of Repairs for them. Let us sell you the best Corn Sheller on the market, one that is made to use and will do the work thoroughly. We also have a nice lot of American Field Fencing in stock, on which we can offer you special inducements in quantities. Our stock of Belting and Steam Fittings is as nearly complete as it is possible to carry, and we can supply you with Onil from stock at very low prices. In quantities we cant ship you direct at prices that will save you money. Let us have your orders, we will guarantee y ou prices and quality on any goods we handle. Manning Hardware Co. We are too busy to write an ad. this week, but watch for us next week. D. HIRSCHMANN, Next Door to Postoffice. Blac By Ralph Con nor. CHAPTER IV. MRS. MAVOR'S STORY. T1HE days that followed the Black Rock Christmas were anxious days and weary, but not for the brightest of my life would I change them now, for, as after the burning heat or rocking storm the dying day lies beautiful in the ten der glow of the evening, so these days have lost their weariness and lie bath ed in a misty glory. The years that briug us many ills and that pass so stormfully over us bear away with them the ugliness, the weariness, the pain, that are theirs, but the beauty, the sweetness, the rest, they leave un touched, for these are eternal. As the mountains, that near at hand stand jagged and scarred, in the far distance reposed in their soft robes of purple haze, so the rough present fades into the past, soft and sweet and beautiful. I have set myself to recall the pain and anxiety of those days and nights when we waited in fear for the turn of the fever, but I can only think of the patience and gentleness and courage of her who stood beside me, bearing more than half my burden. And, while I can see the face of Leslie Graeme, ghastly or flushed, and hear his low moaning or the broken words of his delirium, I think chiefly of the bright face bending over him and of the cool, firm, swift moving hands that soothed and smooth ed and rested, and the voice, like the soft song of a bird in the twilight, that never failed to bring peace. Mrs. Mayor and I were much togeth er during those days. I made my home 1 in Mr. Craig's shack, but most of my time was spent beside my friend. We did not see much of Craig, for he was heart deep with the miners, laying plans for the making of the league the following Thursday, and, though he shared our anxiety and was ever j ready to relieve us, his thought and his talk bad mostly to do with the league. Mrs. Ma'r's evenings were given to Athe miners, but her afternoons mostly 1 to Graeme and to me, and then it was I saw another side of her character. ] We would sit in her little dining room, l where the pictures on the walls, the quaint old silver and bits of curiously cut glass all spoke of other and dif ferent days, and thence we would roam the world of literature and art. Keenly i sensitive to all the good and beautiful in these, she had her favorites among the masters, for whom she was ready to do battle, and when her argument,1 instinct with fancy and vivid imagina tion, failed she swept away all oppos ing opinion with the swift rush of her enthusiasm, so that, though I felt she was beaten, I was left without words to reply. Shakespeare and Tennyson and Burns she loved, but not Shelley or Byron or eveu Wordsworth. Brown ing she knew not and therefore couldI not rank him with her noblest three, but when I read to her "A Death In the Desert" and came to the noble wrds at the end of the tale, 1 "For all was as I say, and now the man I Lies as he once lay, breast to breast with God,' the light shone in her eyes, and she said: "Oh, that is good and great! I shall get much out of him. I had al ways feared he was impossible." And "Paracelsus," too, stirred her. But when I recited the thrilling fragment, "Prospice," on to that closing raptur ous cry, "Then a light, then thy breast- ' Oh, thou soul of my soul, I shall clasp thee again, And with God be the rest!" 1 the red color faded from her cheek, her breath came in a sob, and she rose 1 quickly and passed out without a word. Ever after Browning was among her gods. But when we talked of music1 she, adoring Wagner, soared upon the I wiis of the mi'ghty "Tannhauser," far above, into regions unknown, leav Ing me to walk soberly with Beethoven e.nd MIendelssohn. Yet with all our free, frank talk there was all the while that in her gentle courtesy which kept me from venturing into any chamber of her life whose door she did not set freely open to me. So I vexed myself1 about her, and when MIr. Craig return- i ed the next day from the Landing, where he had been for some- days, my first questions were: "Who is Mrs. MIayor? And how, in 1 the name of all that is wonderful and unlikely, does she come to be here?1 And why does she stay' He would not answer then. Whether it was that his mind was full of the coming struggle or whether he shrank from the tale I know not. But that night when we sat together beside his fire he told me the story wvhile I smok-4 ed. He was 'worn with his long, hard 1 drive and with the burden of his work, but as he went on with his tale, look- 1 ing into the fire as he told it, he forgot all his present weariness and lived again the scenes he painted for me. 1 This was his story: "I remember well my first sight of 1 her as she sprang from the front seat of the stage to the ground, hardly1 touching her husband's hand. She look ed a mere girl. Let's see, five years 1 ago-she couldn't have been a day over 4 twenty-three. She looked barely twen ty. Her swift glance swept over the group of miners at the hotel door and then rested on the mountains standing in all their autumn glory.,I "I was proud of our mountains that 1 evening. Turning to her husband, she exclaimed:1 "'Oh, Lewis, are they not grand and 1 lovely too?' "Every miner lost his heart then and there, but all waited for Abe, the driv- I er, to give his verdict before venturing an opinion. Abe said nothing until he had taken a preliminary drink, and ] then, calling all hands to fill up, he lifted his glass high and said solemnly: "ABoys, here's to her.' "Like a fiash every glass was emp-4 ied, and Abe called out:. "'Fill her up again, boys; my treat!" "He was evidently quite worked up. Then he began, with solemn emphasis: "'Boys, you hear mc; she's a No. 1,J triple X, the pure quill with a bead on t; she's a' "And for the first time in his Black ock history Abe was stuck for a word. Some one suggested 'angel.' "'Angel:' repeated Abe, with infinite ontempt. 'Angel be blowed: I para phrase here. 'Angels ain't in the same4 month with her. I'd like to see any blanked angel swing my team around1 them curves without a shiver.' "'Held the lines herself. Abe?' asked a miner. oc - -That's what,' said Ae, and then e went off into a fusillade of scientific rofanity expressive of his esteem for he girl who had swung his team ound the curves, and the miners nod led to each other and winked their en ire approval of Abe's perfirmance, or this was his specialty. "Very decent fellow, Abe, but his aik wouldn't print." Isere Craig paused, as if balancing the's virtues and vices. "Well." I urged. "who is she?" "Oh. yes," he said, recalling himself. She is an Edinburgh young lady; met ?.ewis Mavor, a young Scotch-English nan. in London, wealthy, good family nd all that. but- fast and going to ieces at home. His people, who own arge shares in these mines here, as a ast resort send him out here to reform. uriously innocent ideas those old !onntry people have of the reforming iroperties' of this atmosphere. They ,end their young bloods here to re orm-here in this devil's camp ground, here a man's lust is his only law and then, from sheer monotony, a man oust betake fLimself to the only ex itement of the place, that offered by he saloon. Good people 1:2 the east old up holy hands of horror at these -odless miners, but I tell you it's ask ng these boys a good deal to keep traight and clean in a place like this. take my excitement in fighting the evil and doing my work generally, nd that gives me enough, but these )oor chaps, hard worked, homeless, ith no break or change-God help hem and me!" And his voice sank ow. "Well," I persisted, "did Mayor re rm ?" Again he roused himself. "Reform? Not exactly. In six nonths he had broken through all re traint, and, mind you, not the miners' ault. Not a miner helped him down. :t was a sight to make angels weep rhen Mrs. Mayor would come to the aloon door for her husband. Every finer would vanish. They could not ook r.pon her shame, and they would end Mayor forth in charge of Billy reen, a queer little chap who had be onged to the Mayors in some way in he old country, and between them they would get him home. How she stood t puzzles me to this day, but she never nade any sign, and her courage never ailed. It was always a bright, brave, roud face she held- up to the world, xcept in church. There it was differ nt I used to preach my sermons, I )elieve, mostly for her--but never so hat she could suspect-as bravely and s cheerily as I could, and as she lis ned, and especially as she sang-how he used to sing in those days!-there vas no touch of pride in her face, ough the courage never died out, but Lppeal, appeal! I could have cursed loud the cause of her misery or wept or the pity of it. Before her baby vas born he seemed to pull himself to ~ether, for he was quite mad about ier, and from the day the baby came alk about miracles!-from that day e never drank a drop. She gave the )aby over to him, and the baby simply Lbsorbed him. "He was a new man. He could not irink whisky and kiss his baby. And e miners-it was really absurd if It ere not so pathetic. It was the first aby in Black Rock, and they used to rowd Mayor's shop and peep into the oom at the back of it-I forgot to tell o that when he lost his position as nanager he opened a hardware shop, 'or his people chucked him, anad he was >o proud to write home for money ust for a chance to be asked In to see e baby. I came upon Nixon standing t..the back of the shop after he had een the baby for the first time, sob iig hard, and to my question he re ",It's just like my own.' "You can't understand this, but to nen wno nuwe' live so ng' in tae nountains that they have forgotten vhat a baby looks like, who have had 'xperience of humanity only in its oughest, foulest form, this little mite, weet and clean, was like an angel resh from heaven, the one link in all hat black camp that bound them to hat was purest and best in their past. "And to see the mother and her baby andle the miners-oh, it was all beau iful beyond words! I shall never for et the shock I got one night when I ound Old Ricketts iursing the baby. . drunken old beast he wvas, but there ie was, sitting, sober enough, making extraordinary faces at the baby, who as grabbing at his nose and whiskers nd ,ooing in blissful delight. Poor )ld Ricketts looked as if he had been ,aught stealing and, muttering some hing about having to go, gazed wildly 'ound for some place in which to lay he baby, when in came the mother laying in her own sweet, frank way: Oh, Mr. Ricketts'-she didn't find out ill afterward his name was Shaw would you mind keeping her just a lit le longer? I shall be back in a few ninutes.' And Old Ricketts guessed ie could wait. "But in sIx months mother and baby etween them transformed Old Rick tts into Mr. Shaw, fire boss of the nines, and then, in the evenings, when he would be singing her baby to. leep, the little shop would be full of niners, listening In dead silence to the )aby songs and the English songs and lie Scotch songs she poured forth ithout stint, for she sang more for hem than for her baby. No wonder: hey adored her. She was so bright,~ o gay, that she brought light with her~ hen she went into the camp, into the )its, for she went down to see the men ork, or Into a sick miner's shack, Lnd many a man, lonely and sick for iome or wife or baby or mother, found n that back room cheer and comfort~ d courage, and to many a poor )roken wretch that room became, as e miner put it, 'the anteroom to ieaven.' " Mr. Craig paused, and I waited. hen he went on slowly: ''For a year and a half that was the lappiest home In all the world till one He put his face In his harids and huddered. "I don't think I can ever forget the .wful horror of that bright fall after oon when Old Rticketts came breath ess to me and gasped, 'Come, for the; lear Lord's sake!' and I rushed after tm. At the mouth of the shaft lay bree men dead. One was Lewis Ma or. IIe had gone down to superintend he running of a new drift. The t'to) set or a shot prematurely, to their own and Mayor's destruction. They were badly burned, but his face was untouched. A miner was sponging off the bloody froth oozing from his lips. The others were standing about wait ing for me to speak, but I could find no word, for my heart was sick, think ing, as they were, of the young moth er and her baby waiting at home. So I stood, looking stupidly from one to the other, trying to find some reason, coward that I was, why another should bear the news rather than I, and while we stood there, looking at one another in fear, there broke upon us the sound of a voice mounting high above the birch tops, singing: "'Will ye no' come back again? Will ye no' come hack again? Better lo'ed ye canna be. Will ye no' come back again?' "A strange terror seized us. Instinc tively the men closed up in front of the body and stood in silence. Nearer and nearer came the clear, sweet voice, ringing like a silver bell up the steep: "'Sweet the lav'rock's note and lang, Liltin' wildly up the glen. But ay tae me he sings ae sang, Will ye no' come back again?' "Before the verse was finished Old Ricketts had dropped on his knees, sobbing out brokenly, AO God, 0 God, have pity, have pity, have pity!' and every man took off his hat. And still the voice came nearer. singing so brightly the refrain: " 'Will ye no' come back again?' "It became unbearable. Old Ricketts srang suddenly to his feet and, grip-, ing me by the arm, said piteously: "'Oh, go to her! For heaven's sake, go to her!' "I next remember standing in her path and seeing her holding out her hands full of red lilies, crying out: "'Are they not lovely? Lewis is so fond of them!' "With.the promise of much finer ones I turned her down a path toward the river, talking I know not what folly till her great eyes grew grave, then anxious, and my tongue stammered and became silent. Then, laying her hand upon my arm, she said, with gen tle sweetness: "'Tell me your trouble, Mr. Craig,' and I knew my agony had come, and I burst out: "'Oh, if it were only mine!' "She turned quite white, and, with her deep eyes-you've noticed her eyes -drawing the truth out of mine, she said: "'Is it mine, Mr. Craig, and my ba by's?' "I waited, thinking with what words to begin. She put one hand to her heart and with the other caught a little poplar tree that shivered under her grasp and said, with white lips, but even more gently: "'Tell me.' "I wondered at my voice being so steady as I said: "'Mrs. Mayor, God will help you and your baby. There has been an acci dent, and it is all over.' "She was a miner's wife, and there was no need for more. I could see the pattern of the sunlight falling through the trees upon the grass. I could hear the murmur of the river and the cry of the catbird in the bushes, but we seem ed to be in a strange and unreal world. Suddenly she stretched out her hands to me and with a little moan said: "'Take me to him.' "'Sit down for a moment or two,' I entreated. "'No, no; I am quite ready. See,' she added quietly; 'I am quite strong.' "I set off by a short cut leading to ber home, hoping the men would be there ahead of us; but, passing me, she walked swiftly through the trees, and [ followed In fear. As we came near the main path I heard the sound of eet, and I tried to stop her, but she, too, had heard and knew. "'Oh, let me go!' she said piteously. 'You need not fear.' "And I had not the heart to stop her. [n a little opening among the pines we met the bearers. When the men saw her, they laid their burden gently down upon the carpet of yellow pine needles, and then, for they had the hearts of true men in them, they went away into the bushes and left her alone with the ead. She went swiftly' to his side, making no cry; but, kneeling beside him, she stroked his face and hands and touched his curls with her fingers, murmuring all the time soft words of "'Oh, my darling, my bonny, bonny darling, speak to mc! Will you not speak to me just one little word? Oh, my love, my love, my heart's love! Listen, my darling!' "And she put her lips to his ear, whispering, and then the awful still ness. Suddenly she lifted her head and scanned his face, and then, glanc Lg round with a wild surprise in her eyes, she cried: "'He will not speak to me! Oh, he will not speak to me!' "I signed to the men, and as they came forward I went to her and took her hands. "'Oh,' she said, with a wail in her voice, 'he will not speak to me!' "The men were sobbing aloud. She looked at them with wide open eyes of wonder. "'Why are they weeping? Will he never speak to me again? Tell me,' she insisted gently. "The words were running through my head, "There's a land that is fairer than day, and I said them over to her, holding her hands firmly in mine. She gazed at me as If In a dream, and the light slowly faded from her eyes as she said, tearing her hands from mine and ving them toward the mountains and the woods: "'But never more here! Never more "I believe In heaven and the other ife, but I confess that for a moment it all seemed shadowy beside the reality of this warm, bright world, full of life and love. She was very ill for two nights, and when the coffin was elosed a new baby lay In the father's arms. "She slowly came back to life, but there were no more songs. The miners still come about her shop and talk to her baby and bring her thieir sorrows and troubles; but, though she is al ways gentle, almost tender, with them, no man ever says 'Sing.' And that is why I am glad she sang last week. It will be good for her and good for "Why does she stay?" I asked. "Mayor's people wanted her to go to them," he replied. "They have money--she told me about it--but her heart is in the grave up there under the pines, and, besides, she hopes to do something for the min ers, and she will not leave them." I em] afraid I snorted a little Impa tiently as I said: "Nonsense! Why, with her face and manner and voice she could be anything she liked in Edinburgh or in London." "And why Edinburgh or London?" he asked coolly. "Why?" I repeated a little hotly. "You think this is better?" "Nazareth was good enough for the Lord of Glory," he answered, with a -rnil nne +ro hright, hnlt it .drew my heart to him, and my heat Was gone. "How long will she stay?" I asked. "Till her work is done," he replied. "And when will that be?" I asked impatiently. "When God chooses." he answered c gravely. "And don't you ever think c but that it is worth while. One value 1 of work 'is not that crowds stare at it. r Read history, man!" He rose abruptly and began to walk about. "And don't miss the whole meaning of the life that lies at the foundation I of your religion. Yes." he added to I himself. "the wc.rk is worth doing, worth even her doing." I could not think so then, but the light of the after years proved him wiser than I. A man to see far must 1 climb to some height, and I was too ' much upon the plain in those days to ' catch even a glimpse of distant sunlit t uplands of triumphant achievement that lie beyond the valley of self sac rifice. t CHAPTER V. THE MAKING OF THE LEAGUE. a T IITTRSDAY morning found Craig anxious, even gloomy, but With fight in every line of his face. I tried to cheer him in my clumsy way by chaffing him about his league, but he did not blaze e up. as he often did. It was a thing too 1 near his heart for that. He only shrank t a little from my stupid chaff and said: t "Don't. old chap. This is a good deal to me. I've tried for two years to get _ this, and if it falls through now I shall dnd it hard to bear." Then I repented my light words and said: "Why, the thing will go sige enough. After that scene in the church they won't go back." "Poor fellows!" he said, as if to him self. "Whisky is about the only excite ment they have, and they find it pretty tough to give it up. and a lot of the men are against the total abstinence idea. It seems rot to them." "It is pretty steep," I said. "Can't ou do without ity' "No; I fear not. There is nothing else for it. Some of them talk of compro mise. They want to quit the saloon and drink quietly in their shacks. The moderate drinker may have his place J in other countries, though I can't see r it. I haven't thought that out, but here t the only safe man is the man who quits it dead and fights it straight. Anything else is sheerest humbug and :.. .. e." I had not gone in much for total ab stinence up to this time, chiefly because its advocates seemed for the most part 1 to be somewhat ill balanced, but as I s listened to Craig I began to feel that perhaps there was a total abstinence t side to the temperance question, and, c as to Black Rock, I could see how it t must be one thing or the other. We found Mrs. Mayor brave and bright. She shared Mr. Craig's anxie ty, but not his gloom. Her courage I was of that serene kind that refuses to believe defeat possible and lifts the F spirit into the triumph of final victory. i Through the past week she had been J carefully disposing her forces and win ning recruits, and yet she never seemed to urge or persuade the men. But as evening aftei- evening the miners drop-i ped nto the cozy room down stairs with her talk and her songs she charm ed them till they were wholly hers. She took for granted their loyalty, trusted them utterly and so made it difficult for them to be other than true men. That night Mrs. Mayor's large store-J room, which had been fitted up with seats, was crowded with miners when Mr. Craig and I entered. After a glance over the crowd Craig said: "There's the manager. That: means war." And I saw a tall man, very fair, whose chin fell away to the vanishing point and whose hair was parted in the middle, talking to Mrs. Mayor. She was dressed in some rich, soft stuff that became her well. She was .looking beautiful as ever, but there was something quite new in her manner. Her air of good fellowship was gone, and she was the high bred lady, whose gentle dignity and sweet t grace, while very winning, made fa miliarity impossible. The manager was doing his best and ppeaied to be well pleased with him "She'll get him if any one can. I failed," said Craig.r I stood looking at the men, and a fine lot of fellows they were. Free, easy, 1 bold n their bearing, they gave noa sign of rudeness, and from their fre- I quent glances toward Mrs. Mayor I could see they were always conscious of her presence. No men are so truly gentle as are the westerners In the presence of a good woman. ,They were I evidently of all classes andranks orig- I inally, but now and in this country of real measurements they ranked sim ply according to the "man".in them. "See that handsome young chap of dissipated appearance?" said Craig. "That's Vernon Winton, an Oxford graduate, blue blood, awfully plucky, but quite gone. When he gets repent ant, instead of shooting himself he comes to Mrs. Mayor. 'Fact." "From Oxford university to Black Rock mining camp is something of a step," I replied. "That queer looking little chap in the corner is Billy Breen. How in the world has he got here?" went on Mr. Craig. Queer looking he was-a little man, with a small head set on heavy, square shoulders; long arms, and huge hands that sprawled all over his body;. alto ether a most ungainly specimen of hu manity. By this time Mrs. Mayor had finished with the manager and was in the cen ter of a group of miners. Her grand air was all gone, and she was theira comrade, their friend, one of them- 3 selves. Nor did she assume the role l1 of entertainer, but rather did she, withd half shy air, cast herself upon their chivalry, and they were too truly gen tlemen to fail her. It is hard to make 1 western men, and especially old tim ers, talk. But this gift was hers, and t stirred my admiration to see her draw on a grizzled veteran to tell how,a twenty years ago, he had crossed thea Great Divide and had seen and done I what no longer fell to men to see ors do in these new days. And so she won the old timer. But it was beautiful to see the innocent guile with which she aught Billy Breen and drew him to her corner near the organ. What shea was saying I knew not, but poor Billy was protesting, waving his big hands. The meeting camne to order, with( Shaw in the chair and the handsome y-oung Oxford man secretary. Shaw stated the object of the meeting In a few halting words, but when he came to speak of the pleasure he and all felt in being together in that room his words flowed in a stream, warm and full. Then there'was a pause, and Mr. Craig was called, but he knew better than to speak at that point. Finally Nixon rose hesitatingly, but as he aught a bright smile from Mrs. Ma ror he straightened himself as if for a "I ai'3 oda~mknaece, ,k rnnunner on next page.] Tax Notice. County Treasurer's Office, Clarendon County. Manning, S. C., Oct. 8, 1902. The tax books will be open for the ollection of taxes for the fiscal year ommencing Janu: ry 1st, 1902, on the 5th day of October, 1902, and will emain open until the 31st day of De ember, following, after which time a renalty of 10 per cent attaches to inpaid taxes. The following is the ax levy: For State purposes, five (5) mills. 'or Ordinary County Tax, three (3) Hills. Constitutional School Tax, bree (3) mills. Total, eleven 11) mills. (Exclusive of Spe ial School Tax.) Special one 1) mill school Tax, School Dis rict No. "24." Total, twelve (12) hills. Special two (2) mills School fax. School Districts No. 16 and 17. otal, thirteen (13) mills. Special hree (3) mills School Tax, School )istrict No. "21." Total, fourteen 14) mills. Special four (4) mills school Tax, School Districts No. "7," '9," "19," "20" and "22." Total, fi een (15) mills. Every male citizen between the ges of twenty-one and sixty years, xcept those incapable of earning a upport from being maimed or from ther causes, and except those who re now exempt by law, shall be Leemed taxable polls. Any person liabie to road duty may xempt- himself by paying annually ereafler before March 1st-a conimu ation tax of onedollar to the Coun. y Treasurer. S. J. BOWMAN, Treasurer Clarendon County. 'TATE OF SOUTH CAROLINA, County of Clarendon, COURT OF COMMON PLEAS. he Union Mortgage, Banking and Trust Company, Limited, Plaintiff, against iarah E. Dingle and H. P. Spear and A. H. Silcox, as Administrators, with the will annexed, of the Es tate of F. A. Silcox, deceased, De fendants. udgment for Foreclosure and Sale. UNDER AND BY VIRTUE OF A udgment Orderof the Court of Com non Pleas, in the above stated ac ion, to me directed, bearing date of lay -7, 1902, 1 will sell at pub ic auction, to the highest bidder for ash, at Clarendon Court House, at fanning, in said county, within the egal hours for judicial sales, on Mon lay, the 3d day of November, 1902, >eing salesday, the following de cribed real estate: All that tract or parcel of land sit Late, lying and being in the County f Clarendon in the State aforesaid o wit: Eight hundred and twelve .nd 50 100 acres, bounded on the forth by lands of Millet and Cald vel; on the east by lands of Horton .nd Nixon, on the South by lands of ?ack; on the West by lands of Mc Enight and others, as will appear >er the plat of R. K. Rutledge, D. S. nade for the purposes of division lannary 21st, 1860. Purchaser to pay for papers. J. ELBERT DAVIS, Sheriff Clarendon County. Manning, S. C., October 8, 1902. [10-4t ITATE OF SOUTH CAROLINA, County of Clarendon. COURT OF COMMON PLEAS. Flia Pierson, in her own right and as Administratrix of the Estate of Toney McDonald, deceased. Mari etta ~Cooper and Leila Dukes, Plaintiffs, against ihnma McDonald, otherwise called Amy McDonald, Richard McDon ald, B. A. Johnson and Julian E. Mellette, copartners as Julian E. Mellette & Co., Defendants. Eudgment for Foreclosure and Sale. UNDER AND BY VIRTUE OF A udgment Order of the Court of Comn non Pleas, in the above stated ac ion, to me directed, bearing date of arch 29, 1902, I will sell at pub ic auction, to the highest bidder for ash, at Clarendon Court House, at fanning, in said county, within .the egal hours for judicial sales, on Mon Lay, the 3d day of November,1902,be g salesday, the following described eal estate: "All that tract -or parcel of land, ving being and situate in County nd State aforesaid containing thirty hree acres, more or less, and bound' d on the North by lands of Estate f M. Levi and lands of J. W. Mc od, East by lands Mose Dingle and ands of Abram HJouse-,~ South by ands of Estate of M. Levi and West >y lands of Aaron Weinberg and ands of Joe Dingle." Purchaser to p~ay for papers. J. ELBERT DAVIS, Sheriff Clarendon County. Manning, S. C., October 8, 1902. t10-4t TATE OF SOUTH CAROLINA, County of Clarendon, COURT OF COMMON PLEAS. larion Moise, Plaintiff, agrainst - )aniel Billups, Samuel Wright and Mitchell Levi and Ferdinand Levi, copartners as Levi Brothers, De feudants. Decree Foreclosure and Sale. UNDER AND BY VIRTUE OF A ~udgment Order of the Court of Comn ion Pleas, in the above stated ac ion, to mec directed, bearing date larch 28, 1902, I will sell at public uction, to the highest bidder, .t Clarendon Court House, at fanning, in said county, within the egal hours for judicial sales, on Mton Lay,the 3d day of November,1902, be ng salesday, the following described al estate, on the following terms: inough cash to pay the judgment ereinbefore ordered to be entered n favor of the Plaintiff, together ith all the costs and disbursements f this action, and the balance upon .credit of three years, due and pay ble in three equal annnal instal cents with interest from the date of ale at the rate of eight per cent per nnum. payable annually. The said nstalments and interest to be due on he 29th day of January of each -ear; the time portion to be evi ened by the bond of the purchaser nd secured by a'!mortgage of said remises so sold: "Allthat tract land situate in said ounty and State, containing Five und red acres more or less and ad oining lands now or formerly of Valton Bilups, 13. WV. Cutter, A. D). Viherspoon and others, and the ublic Road leading from Sumter to u mmerton." Purchaser to pay for papers. J. ELBERT DAVIS, Sheriff Clarendon County. Manning, S. C., October 8, 1902. [10-4t For Sale. 447 Acres of land on Santee, formerly nown as "Hilton place." Address GeoS.Hacker&Son MACIU?A 2TURR.S OF o= W QU y Doors, Sash, Blinds, Moulding and Building Material,. CHARLESTON, S. C. Sash Weights and 'Cords, Hardware and Paints. Window and Fancy Glass a Specialty. ADORN YOUR PERSON DORN YOUR HOME. Fine Jeery, Fine Silver ware, Cut Glass, China, Bric-a-Brac, Pict ures, Mirrors, LAMPS AND ELEGANT NOVELTIES. 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