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'This heading means a great deal, for it is no easy task to per fect every department of an establishment like ours, to handle the volume of trade that we have every reason to expect will be ten dered to us this season. September so far has shown a very lib eral increase over the corresponding period of last year, and if "Coming Events Cast Their Shadows Before" THIS PROMISES TO BE bOUR BANNER SEASON. It is indeed gratifying to note the unusual increase in the vol ume of our business, and to say that we appreciate the confidence reposed in us, gives but a faint idea of our feelings. We regard the interest of every person that does business with us as ours, and will do everything in our power to protect them. We cannot give away gold dollars for ninety cents, no reason-. able person qxpects that, and wherever you find a merchant offer ing staple merchandise at less than cost, his object is to attract you to his store with a view of selling you something the value of -which you are not familiar with, and .make up his loss on the lead -ing article, as well as a comfortable profit on the other items. Nothing of that character will be tolerated in this store; we de spise it. Our business is based upon a legitimate percentage of profit,.and that figured on as close a basis as is consistent with in telligent merchandising. It is true, we sometimes sell goods at and below cost, but that only occprs at the end of a season, or when we have erred in buying something that did not prove to be as good a seller as we expected, or bought too freely of certain lines, then we make our loss as quickly as possible, for experience has taught us that the first loss is always the lightest. Our ambi tion -ought to be satisfied for we are said, by those who are in a position to know. to be The Largest Retail Dealers in the State. And,while we might be satisfied to remain just in the position we are, that would be practically impossible, we must go backward or forward, and our mercantile pride will not permit of a backward step, and each year will find us in the front rank, seeking new fields, new customers, and keeping fully in touch with the spirit and progress of the city in which we take such pride. O'DONNELo & CO"M , rcrTMLTER S. C. hi I.mnmunumnnnnumnnmnnnNHH ncle CHARLES CL Copyright. 1900, by CHAF~.ER XX. HE appealing yet wondering PrI] glance that Albert Page metl as he bowed to the girl stand ing beside the table that even ing was one he never afterward forgot. It was only one, for alter that and dur ing the entire meal her blue eyes were kept veiled by their long lashes or mod estly directed elsewhere. -It's a charming spot down here," he remarked soon after the nieal began, *and so hidden that it is a suiprise. I noticed the light as we came in, but did not see the village." "Waal, ye didn't miss anything," re sponded his host. "None o' the houses are much for style, an' mebbett's lucky they're hid behind the rocks." -I thought them quaint and comfort able," observed Albert, "but what an odd name you have for the place! Why do you call it Saint's Rest?" "Chiefly 'cause none 0' the people have any chance to become sinners, I reckon," was the answer. "It's a trifle lonesome in the winter, though." "I suppose fishing is your principal occupation here," continued Albert, seeing that sentiment was not consid ered by Uncle Terry. "Your land does not seem adapted for cultivation." "There ain't much chance for tillin'," he replied. "The land's wuss'n whar I was brung up, down in Connecticut, an' thar we had ter round up the sheep once a week an' sharpen thar noses on the grin'stun! We manage ter raise 'nough ter eat, though." When the meal was over Uncle Terry said: "It's nice an' cool out on the rocks, an' thar's some seats out thar. If ye enjoy smokin' we best go out while the wimmin are doin' the dishes." The moon 'that Frank had planned to use was nearing its full and high overhead, and as the two men sought congeniality in tobacco * out on that lonesome point Albert could not curb his admiration for the scene. His of fer of a cigar to his host. had been ac cepted, and as that quaint Pan sat quietly enjoying an odor and flavor he was unaccustomed to Albert said: "This experience has been a surprise to me from the moment I met .you. I had an ugly hour's scramble over the rocks and through a tangle of scrub spruce and briers until I was utterfy lost and believed this island an im passable wilderniss. Then you came along and brought me to one of the most beautiful spots I ever saw. I should like to stay .hese all summer and do nottIng but look at this -mag nificent ocean view and sketch these bold shores." "'Do you paint picturs too?" queried Uncle Terry, suddenly interested. "Telly's daft on doin' that, an' is at it all the time she can git." Then he added with a slight reflection of pride, "Mebbe ye noticed some o' her picturs [n the sittin' room?" "I saw a lot of pictures there," an swered Albert, "but it was too dark to see them well. I shouldlie to look at them in the morning." "Ye'll hey plenty o' time," was the reply, "I must pull my lobster traps fust, an' after that I'll take ye in my dory an' we'll go an' find yer boat. I guess she must be lyin' in Seal cove, the only openin' 'twixt here an' the head she'd be likely ter run into." "And so your daughter is an artist. is she?" ~asked Albert, indifferent now as 'to where the Gypsy was or when e was likely to return to her. "Has she ever taken lessons?" "No, it comes nat'ral to her," replied Uncle Terry; "she showed the bent o' her mind 'fore she was ten years old, an' she's pestered me ever since ter git her canvas an' paints an' sich. But then, i'm wili' ter," he added in a tender tone. Telly's a goodgrl, an' Lissy an' me set great store by her. She's all we're got in the world." Then pointing to a small white stone just to the right of where they were, he added, "Thar's whar the other one's been layiz' fer mor'n twenty years." "This, one has grown' to be a -very beautiful girl," said Albert quietly, "and you have reason to be proud of her." Uncle Terry made no reply, but seemed lost in a reverie, and Albert slowly puffed his cigar and looked out on the ocean and along the ever widen ng path of moonlight. He wished that this fair girl, so quaintly spoken of, were there lieside him, that he might talk to her about her art. How It could be managed and what excuse to give for remaining longer than the morrow he could not see. He looked toward the house, white in the moon light. with the tall l.ighthouse and its beacon flash just beyond, and won dered if he should see the girl again that .night. He was on the point of suggesting they go In and visit a little with the ladies wvhen Uncle Terry said: "I believe ye called yerself a lawyer, Mr. Page, an' from Boston. Do ye hap pen to know a lawyer thar that has got eyes like a cat an' rubs his hands as if he was washin' 'em while he's talk in'?" Albert gave a start "I do, Mr. Ter ry," he answered. "I know him well. His name is Frye, Nicholas Frye." "An' as ye're a lawyer, an' one that looks to me as honest." continued Uncle Terry, "what is yer honest opinion of this Mr. Frye?" "That is a question I would rather not answer," replied Albert, "until I know why you ask, .It and what your opinion of Mr. Frye is. Mfine might not flatter him, and I do not believe in speaking ill of anybody unless forced to." Uncle Terry was silent. evidently re volving a serious problem in his mind. "I am goin' to beg yer pardon, Mr. Page," he said at last, "fer speakin' the way I did regardin' lawyers in gin eral. My 'sperence with 'em has been bad, an' naterally I don't trust 'em much. I've had some deain's with this 'ere Frye 'bout a matter: I don't want to tell 'bout. an' the way things is workin' ain't as they should be. I b'leve I'm robbed right along, an' if ye're willin' to help me I shall be most tarnally grateful an' will give ye my word I'll never let on to anybody what ye say-an' Silas Terry never yit broke his promise." Albert silently offered his hand to Uncle Terry, who grasped it cordially. "I will tell you; Mr. Terry," he said after the handshake, "all I know about Mr. Frye and what my opinion is of ARK MUNN matters not. i am~certain you will keep your word. I recently worked for Mr. Frye six months and left him to open an office for myself. In that six months I became satisfied Nicholas Frye was the most unprincipled'villain ever masked under the name of lawyer. If all those you have had business with were like him, I don't wonder at your remark today." Uncle Terry leaned forward, with el bows on his. knees. resting his face in the palms of his hands, and ejaculated: "I knew it! I knew it! I'm a blamed old fool an' ought to her a keeper put over me!" Then turning to Albert he added, "I've paid that thief over $400 this year an' hain't got a scrap of paper to show fer 't, an' nothin's been done so fer as I kin see 'bout the business." He meditated a few moments and then turning around suddenly added: "My wife an' Telly don't know nothin' 'bout this, an' I don't want they should. Thar's a sucker born every minit an' two to ketch 14m, an' I b'lieve it! I've been ketched an' skinned fer dead sure. I want to sleep on't, an' mebbe in the mornin' I'll tell ye the hull story an' how I've been made a fool of. I'm be ginnin' to think I kin trust ye." "I thank you for your good opinion," answered Albert, "and if I can -help you in any way I will." When the two returned to the house, Albert was shown to a room that re minded him of his boyhood home, the old fashioned bed, spotless counter pane and muslin curtains all seemed so sweet and wholesome. A faint odor of lavender carried him back to the time when his mother's bed linen ex-. baled the same sweet fragrance. He lighted a cigar and sat down by a win dow where the crisp salt sea air came in. and tried to fathom what manner of business Uncle Terry could have with Frye. And into this meditation also crept the face and form of the girl he bad first seen watching the sunset CHAPTER XXL Ivi HE-N Albert arose the next morning the sun was just- ap pearing. round and red out of the ocean and a crisp breeze blowinginotheopenwindows.. Heheard the stir of some one below and, dress ing quickly, descended to the sitting room. No one was there, and he stood for a moment looking at the curiously framed paintings that almost covered the wall. One ~in particular caught his eye. It was a ship careened on the ocean with waves breaking upon her. She was resting on rocks that barely showed beneath, and in her rigging, heavily covered with ice, were five men. All around was. the sea, tossed into giant waves, curling and breaking about the stranded vessel. He noted the lifelike shading of the green and white bil lows, the ice that covered every shroud and rope and spar, and peering out of a cabin door was a woman holding a babe in her arms. In a way it was a ghastly picture and one that held his attention from all the rest.. It was framed in a broad, fiat mold ing covered with shells. He was still azing at it when he heard Uncle Ter ry's voice bidding hpn good morning. "Ain't ye up a little arly?" said that worthy. "I hope ye slep' well. I gin erally roust out by daylight an' put out the light an' then start a fire, but thar was no need of you gittin' out so soon." "I think the waves woke me," replied Albert, "and the morning Is so beau tiful I couldn't waste it in bed." "I'm goin' over to the cove to mend a trap," continued Uncle Terry, "an' If ye're willin' I'd like to hey -ye go along too. The wimmin 'Il hey breakfast ready by that time, an' then I'll take ye up to Seal cove an' see if yer boat's thar." He seemed depressed and not inclined to talk, and Albert sat on an overturn ed dory and watched him puttering away over a lobster trap. His hat had fallen off, and the sea winds blew his scant fringe of gray hair over his bald head. His brown shirt was open at the throat, disclosing a bony neck, and his well worn garments showed the out lines of a somewhat wasted form. What impressed Albert more than all this was the dejected manner of Uncle Terry. When he finished fixing the trap he pulled a dory in that was moor ed out in the cove and carefully bailed and wiped it clean. When this was done he said almost wistfully: "I've worried a good deal 'bout what ye told me last night, an' I'd like to have a good talk with ye. I s'pose ye're anx ious to see yer friends an' let 'cm know ye're all safe, an' I'll take ye up the island the fust thing an' thea go an' pull my traps, an' then if ye're will In' we'll sot down, if it ain't askin' too much o' ye to wait," he added almost pathetically. "I'll get Telly to show ye her picturs, an' mebbe ye can give her some p'ints as '11 help her." I shall be more than glad to do so," replied Albert, "but if that shipwreck scene Is hers, she needs no advice from me." Uncle Terry looked pleased, but made no answer. On the w.ay back to the house he said, "I'd ruther ye'd make no mention to the wimmin of our hey in' any talk." At the breakfast table he seemed In better spirits and more like himself. "I think ye told me last night," he re marked, addressing ,Albert, "that ye painted picturs yerself some." And then, turning to Telly, he added, "Mr. Page is comin' back here bimeby jest to look round, an' mebbe he'd like to look at some of yourn." Telly's face flushed slightly. "I shall be delighted," added Albert, "if Miss Terry will favor me. Will you?" he added in a persuasive tone. "I do not feel that my pictures are good enough to show to strangers," she answered in a low voice. "I have never had any lessons or any one to show me." "From what I've noticed in your sit ting room," responded Albert quickly, "you need not be ashamed to show them to an artist. I .m not one. I only sketch a little, just os a rememi br ace of places I visit, but I love pic tu. is even better than music." "I will gladly show you what I have done," replied Telly simply, and there the conversation ended. When the meal was over Albert observed, "With your permission, Mrs. Terry, I would like -to make a sketch of your home and the lghthousp, and after Mr. Terry has helped me to find my friends I am com lngback" 'rhen, turning to Tel11, he added, "I can thenfeel easy M My miind and shall enjoy looking over your paintings." "Won't ye stop to dinner with us?" asked Aunt Lissy as Albert thanked her for her hospitality. "We'll be glad to have ye." "I will, thank you," replied Albert. "This point, and in fact this village, was such a surprise to me and is so charming I am going to devote all my day to it." Then, bidding the ladies good morning, he followed Uncle Terry over to the cove, where they boarded his dory and started out to find the Gypsy. "And she has the soul of an artist in her," Albert said to himself, as Uncle Terry pulled the dory out of the harbor and up the coast toward where he had been le't stranded. "And what eyes, and what a perfect form!" As good luck would have it, when they rounded a point, there was the Gypsy following the island shore down to meet them. Albert stood up and waved his cap. He was answered by the whistle and in an instant every one on board of her, even the crew, were out on her bows and waving caps lustily. The skipper kept the whistle blowing, and as the yacht slowed down and Uncle Terry pulled along side, Albert was seized and almost dragged on board. Frank was so over joyed he hugged him and then gave ve'nt to a war whoop that might have been heard the entire-length of South port island. "We guessed what had happened to you," he said, "when we picked up your boat It was- almost dark when one of the crew saw an empty boat floating up -the bay. We were all down in the cabin at that time and had not noticed how late it was, when he called us. Two of the crew lowered the other boat and when they got back with yours we nearly had a fit The missin'g cushions and loop on the painter gave us a clew and we half ex pected you would find your way- back to the Gypsy by land." "I guess you're not much acquainted with the interior of Southport island," put in Albert, and then going forward he brought back Uncle Terry and in troduced him to the crowd. By this time the Gypsy was almost down to the Cape and, under one bell and the direction of Uncle Terry, she slowly steamed in. That worthy man had been looking over her and his admira tion was evident "A purty slick craft, boys,"~ he said to the party as the Gypsy's anchor ceased rattling out of the hawsehole "a purty slick craft, an' must 'a' cost a heap o' money." Then as he pulled his own weather beaten dory that had been- towing astern along to the gangway, Albert stepped up to him and said in a low voice: "Will you excuse me a little while, Mr. Terry? I want to change my clothes and in an hour or so I will Abert stood 'up and waved Mis cap.. come ashore and not only thank you for all your kindness, but make you a visit" When Uncle Terry had gone Albert related his experiences for the past eighteen hours to the party-that Is, all but one incident, or rather surprise. Then nothing would do but they must all go ashore and look the quafit little village over. "I wish you would keep away from the lighthouse, boys," Albert said, as they were getting into their boat "Mr. Terry's family are rather sensitive peo ple and may not like to have a lot of us trooping around their place. I am going over there this afternoon to make a sketch, and then I'll ask per mission and we'll all go there some other day." He had whispered to Frank to re main on the yacht, and when the rest were gone he said to him: "Frank, I am going to confide something to you. The fact Is, Frank, I've tumbled Into an adventure and fallen in love with a girl on sight and without having ex changed ten words with her! She is Mr. Terry's daughter, and has eyes that take your breath away and a form like the Venus of Milo. She paints pictures that are a wonder, considering she never has taken a lesson, and has a face more bewitching than any wom an's I ever saw. It is like a painter's dream." "Well, you have gone daft, old man," replied the astonished Frank. "But you haven't heard it all yet This unique old man, who saved me from sleeping all night in a thicket of briers and who has opened his heart and home to me, has fallen into the clutches of-Nicholas Frye!" "Great Scott!" exclaimed -Frank. "And how on earth did he ever find Frye, or Fry'e find him? Was youir old man of the Island hunting around Bos ton for some one to rob him?" "That I do not know yet." replied Albert. "All I know is that Mr. Terry has paid Frye about $400, and, as he says, so far has nothing to show for it. What the business was I expect to learn later. Now, what I am coming at is this: Can't you manage to leave me here for the rest of the day, or, bet ter still, make It two days? I'll tell the boys I've tumbled into a bit of law business, which is what I think will come ou~t of it, and you can run down to Bar Harbor and back here to morow night." "Well, I'll do that gladly," replied Frank, and then he added with a droll smile, "It will give you a chance to say a few sweet things to this girl with the wondrous eyes, eh, Bert?" CHAPTER XXII. Iwas nearly noon when Albert left the yacht. He had ex changed his bedraggled yacht ing suit for a neat gray one, nd with a small satchel, his sketch book and a box of choice Havanas for Uncle Terry he rowed ashore. For three hours the Gypsy had been the cynosure of all the Cape eyes, old or young, for- a handsome 200 ton yacht [COm INEm ON PAGE6. TEMPERANCE COLUMN. Conuiic-todI by Foxville W. C. T. U N'tionl 'Motto- For God, Home and Na tive Land.~ State M -Be Strong and of Good Cour a",e.", Ou atch woni A giuite. Educate, Organize. 1'Ied-c - re. I promise not to buy, Ilk. I1 or give Intoxi,: in quors while I live: From bad ( M-panions I'll refrain And never take Gods name in vain.' The cbristaian Temperance Union. Frank and Mary had always been friends. Their parents had been neighbors before they were born. In early childhood they were playmates, and in school days they had done their lessons together. Now that they had grown into young man and womanhood they -were true, steadfast and particular friends. The autumnal sunset had died the western sky with rose and gold. the birds chirped as they fluttered home to sleep. A wind was blowing with just enough frostiness in it to be refreshing so soon after the oppressive heat of summer. Mary Cameron sat on the doorsteps of her home to arrange the beautiful collection of golden rods, asters and wild sunflowers she had gathered while walking home from the village. There was the sound of foot steps ofi the walk. Mary raised her head. "Why it is Frank," she exclaimed, really Frank!" "Yes, and you are really Mary," he said, taking the extended hand. "I am very glad to see you, a year is a long time. I wonder if you have changed much?" he continued, looking at her steadily. "1 don't think I've changed much," she replied, "only I'm a year older you know. Won't you come in and have a seat?" "No, thank you, I'd rather sit out here with you and the flow ers.-" Mary made room and Frank sat on the steps beside her, while she worked with the flow ers he watjched her, and they both talked of what they had done within the last year. The twilight fided into darkuess. A cresent moon gave a pale, sil very light. Mary finished with flowers and leaned over against post with a sigh that hada touch of weariness in it. Frank look ed at her wistfully. "I believa you are changed, Mary," he said, "I don't think I am as welcome tonight as I have been." with sadness. "Oh, yes, you are welcome, Frank," she said eagerly. Don't think I'm changed that way. I'm tired, you know I walked to the village and back this after noon. -The temperance society met and I wanted to go; it was not convenient for me to ride, so I walked. I didn't think T'd mind it at all, but I found it right warm and tiresome." After a short silence Frank said, almost crossly, "It's no use to ask you if you have joined that society for I know you have. Miss Morton persuaded you' in ft, eh?" "Oh! Frank," replied the girl with a laugh, "you are not fair, for you know I needed no per suation. I always was a strong believer in temperance when I was a little child I thought the meanest, lowest and most dan gerous things on earth was a drunk man." -'Yes, I think I have a right to know that you. always believ ed in temperance," said Frank, and he laughed in spite of him self, for he thought of the many arguments he and Mary had had on the subject. It had always been a point of disagreement with them. Frank was a smart and good boy. everybody liked him, but in Mary's estimation he had one great fault, without it he was to her perfection. He had said there was no harm in taking. a social drink now and then. He was firm in his belief and practised his doctrine. As he sat there by her in the moon light he wondered that she was silent, for she flad always been very ready to speak. This was so different, he thought. to the last talk, they had about it. Then they were coming home from school, he had her books, he remembered, a mile from the school house, their paths divid ed. They were in the midst of t1ie conversation when the time came to part, neither would give up, so they sat down by the rapide and talked until the sun went down and gathering dark ness compelled them to go home. Mary's words came back to him as clear as ever. "I know it is wrong to drink, it's wrong to touch a drop, for we are all weak and easily led astray. One drink calls for another. It's a powerful wicked thing and once it gets one under its influence, he is helpless. When I see a real drunkard, cursing and raging I don't blame him one bit,7I just pity him. But the time I do blame him is when he took the first, second and thfra drink, and formed the habit. That's the sin he is responsible for." They had talked on and on. He remembered still better some more of her conversation. "If I were to love one ever so much and were engaged to him and in one hour--one minute-of the marriage I should find out that he was a temperate drinker I would not marry him, for the very first time he should come into my presence withl whiskey on his breath I would lose all the respect and love I had for him and would hate him." He had been cross there and told her slie was unreasonable, and that her love was not worth having if it could die for such a trife. Then they arose and went home, she in tears and he heat cn anid angry. The next morn ing they made friends and prom ised to be more careful when they talked about it again. Mary keeping her promise. "I reckon you are worse than ever now since you joined that society," said Frank. Mary knew what he meant. "No," she said. "it's different with me now, you kno.w it's the Christian Temperance Union and Christians believe more in kind ness and gentleness than in try ing to force yeople into meas ures." "And Mary, do you still think you would hate one that you loved for taking one 'rink?" he asked earnestly. "No," said Mary. "Oh! I am only so glad," ex claimed Frank, "I thought you would be changed some day." "But Frank, you didn't let me finish." continued Mary, "while I wouldn't hate one for drinking temperately, I still think its very wrong and dangerous, and don't think I could love one long if he didn't'give it up after I had.done all I could' to show him how wrong it is. Let me tell you what I would do. I'd tell him how I think it's wrong, and where, and why, and the danger is, and I would use just the best, gentlest influence pos sible: and I would pray for him Ah! Frank, that's what I'd do. I would pray for him, and ask God to help me to help him, and He would help - him, and if he Lad any true love for me or one spark of Christianity in his heartI just have faith ~enough to believe be would st6p drink ing." Frank sat perfectly still a few moments, then rose, took Mary's hand and pressed it gently and without a word went away. The young moon had dropped nearly out of sight behind the pine topsr The strong, vigorous young man who had always con sidered signing a temperance pledge an act of cowardice, and looked upon a temperance socie ty as a perfect nuisance, walk ed home by its last dim Tays with a heart that had been changed. "The Christian Tem perance Union." That shot went home. B. C. How to Avoid Pneumonia. We have niver heard of a single in stance of a cold resulting in pneumonia or other lung trouble when Foley's Honey and Tar has been taken. It not only siops the cough but heals and strengthens the lungs. Ask forFoley's' Honey and Tar and refuse any substi tute offered. Dr. C. J. Bishop, of Ae new, Mich.,. writes: "I have used Fo-. ley's Honey and Tar in three very se vere cases of pneumonta with good results in every case." The R. B. Lor-~ yes Drug Store, Isaac M.Loryea, Prop. Men In Pettiot. One of the medical papers has been discussing the, Connemara custom -of dressing grown up boys In -petticoats and does not seem to be aware that it Is merely a survival of what was once the general practice In Ireland. Half a century ago young men' of 'nineteen might be seen-and were seen-within thirty miles of Dublin courting'in pet ticoats in the country lanes. These were worn with high waists and long skirts reaching almost to the ankles, and a Holland overall resembling an English countryman's smock completed the costume, but there was no difficulty In distinguishing the sexes by their dress. The man's waist was right una der his armpits, while the woman's was in the usual place. Wheni they walked out together they resembled a couple of flgures from the Noah's ark of the toy shop, a proof of the real antiquity of the-costume.--Londonl Tat Ier. Chinese Poreelain. Chinamen have been exporting their porcelain to the west for at least a thousand years and probably longer. Mediaeval Europe could make nothing like porcelain and therefore regarded it as a magical product endowed with uncanny powers. It was said, for In stance, that a porcelain cup would break if poison were poured Into -it Travelers declared that porcelain was composed of various substances, which, after being tempered, were hidden i the ground for ages before being fit for use. . Even so .erudite a man as Sir Thomnas Browne, writing in the later seventeenth century, was "not thor oughly resolved, concerning porcellane or china dishes, that according to com mon belief they are made of. earth." The secret of the true Chinese porce lain was first discovered in Europe a generation later by the German chem st Bottger, the inventor of what Is now known as Dresden china. Reason For Anxiety. A large pawnbroker's shop was on ire, and the firemen were busy trying to prevent the conflagrat-ion spreading. Among the large crowd of onlookers was one woman who was evidently in an agony of excitement Every now and again she would urge the firemen to more strenuous efforts, and as the names leaped higher her grief became violent "What's wrong, missus?" said a sym pathetic bystander. "Don't you upset yourself. There ain't no one In there. What's the row?" "Row!". exclaimed the lady through her tears. "There ain't no row at all at present, bu~t there will be If they don't get that fire out soon. My 'old man's Sunday suit is up that spout, and he don't know it!"-London Answers. Words That Have No Rhyme. ' There are about sixty words in Eng lish that have no rhyme. As given in "The Rhymners' Lexziedn," by Andrew Lang, they are as Ionlows.: Aitch, alb, amongst, avenge, bilge, bourn, breadth, brusque, bulb, coif, conch, culm, cusp, depth, doth, eighth, fifth, film, forge, forth, fugue, gulf, hemp, lounge, mauve, month, morgue, mourned, mouth, ninth, oblige, of, peart; pint; porch, pork, pioulp, prestige, puss, re nb, sauce, scarce, scarf, sixth, spoilt; swln, syiph, tenth, torsk, twelfth, un plagued, volt, warmth, wasp, wharves, width, with, wolf, wolves. A critic adds that It Is not clear why Mr. Lang places "mouth" In this list It seems to ihyme with "south." Ext e-Dmfs.7 The fourteen-year-old sen of a.Me spectable Jew in Warsaw hange'hIm self the other day. He left a notessay ing: "I have hanged myself out of mere curiosity. I' could not help my self. I had to find out whatthey were dping In the other world."-eWish STATE OF SOUTH CARD Clarendon County. COURT OF COMMON PLE J. Arthur Hodge,'Venmelle E. Eugenia Rhame, Kate McFaddi len C. Harvin, James C. Broug Lillie Davis. Sallie Hodge, Thorton Harvin, by hie guardi litem E. G. Flowers, P.laintiffs. against Sarah Nelson, Fannie J. M Susan Brock, Clara Bates, Ch R. Harvin, Hattie Kaminer. Scott Harvin, Charles E. Bron Jackson E. Broughton, Willia Broughton, Leo Melle Neln, Cantey Weeks, Naomi Clara B ton, Napoleon L. Broughtoni J. Broughton, Kathleen C: Fle Elizabeth B. Fletcher. Sarsh.H James Harvin, May G. Harvin; tie Harvin. and-Edward D., Defendants. NOTICE OF SALE.. BY VIRTUE OF A DEREE B ing date June 7th A. D..1905 rende in the above entitled action by the' Court I will sell at the Court Manning in the said County, bn. first Monday in November, A- D. (the sar- being the 6th day ofR month) within the legal hours of at Public Auction. to the highest-' der for cash, - All that certain parcel or tract land situated in the fork of Black in the district, (now) County obC don, and State of South Carolina, taining \four hundred and fifty acres, bounded on ie No North-East, formerly by landso Plowden and now of Mrs. An Ingram; bounded on the'East South-East by lands -ormerly of liam E. Plowden, la tr of Samuel den, and now of or claimed: by 1) " Alderman; bounded on the Sontu lands formerly of Colonel o ter,, and said lately to have claimed by R. W. Fann andsnow to be claited by. T. E. Smith;b6, on the South and South-West by' formerly of John K. 5odge said -to belong to James: MKon and to the children or heirs-st l W. B. Plowden, or to his Bstat4.. to T. T. Hodge. respectivel bounded on the North-Wesby formerly of John M. Hedgean of Ben H. Harvin, and.land.16 of M. H. Plowden, now of Mrs. D. Ingram. A plat of the sai ises-being on ikin the records..o above stated action. In case the person -or,,po whom1 the said premises ast'the-r sale, may be strick off s space of thirty minutes ther or refuse to comply with h their bid, then under the termso decree, said premises -Ao be resold at the risk oft purchaser or purchasers The purchaser on said sle required to pay -for' the sheiff's veyance of the property. S erf . B. GAME~ Sheriff of Clai-endon Thomas Ni GROCER and I desire to call attentionttke public that' my stoe ~is hk guar ters for -all kinds of able Fruits: which I sell i wholesale and retail. My s6~" Choice - Calles are equal to any city confetoz ry store in the State,.and Lmj sole agent for this town for. Lawvney' ChocolatesA and other Candies. Remember, that besides an immense stocko Cigars and. Tobacc, ewelry and Fancy Goods, I bandle the best of Family Groceries at close margin pricesL At my tore can alway's be found a full - upply of those things that are. eeded for a good dinner. - Ij want the public to visit my store and look at my line of Novelties, and as to prices and quality of goods, I boldly declare 1 defy ompetition. T homas SNimmer. HOLLISTER'S, geey Mountain Tea Nuggets A iSusy Medicine for Busy People. Tr~g Golden Health and-Benewed Vigor. :.i:-cle for constipti, Indigestion.,Live !CK..Iney Trouble.ie. Ecmma.I pure :,i3.d. Bad Breath, Slug~s Bowels, Heche a clcache. It's ok~uitiTeaitab. 1form, 3.5 cents a box. Gniemade by (I.s-rza Daco CoMPAmrY, ?.Iadison, Wis. BLDEN NiUGGETS FOR SALLOWi PEOPLE [HE SUMMERTON HOTEL: Having made special preparations, I 1.m now better prepared to entertain he traveling public than ever before. I especially invite the transient pat -onage. 'H. A. T.ISDATA Proprietor. -