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! \ ► i A s X I . '' JL THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 22, 1927 i—W THE CLINTON CHRONICLE, CLINTON, S C. SUMMARY: "Edison Forbes, a young resident of Scottd&le with an inherent craving for liquor is held for the death of a wo man who has been killed by a boot legging truck. Circumstantial evidence points to Forbes and rather than tell the truth of the episode, he stands trial, which results in a long prison sentence. He i* soon pardoned, how ever, but back in Scottdale, he and Patsy Jane, his trusting wife, agree that public sentiment against him is too strong, so they migrate up north to some land that has been in the fam ily for years. While here they form the acquain tance of Isaiah Sealman, -a shifty neighbor who is anxious to buy their land. Eddie learns that the back taxes amount to over eight hundred dollars but as he has five months to pay he decides to refuse Sealman’s offer of $1200 and try and get final title to his property—Sealman’s offer having led him to think it very valuable. But things do not go very well. Eddie drinks heavily from some bootlegger’s potions, is forgiven by Patsy, but soon me, Mr. Forbes,” he pleaded. “He said he owned this when he hired me.” Ed die waved absolution. “You’re using pretty rough lan guage, Forbes,” commented the youth, coolly. “Thief, eh?” I’ll show you the first of the month. Where would you get three hundred and fifty dollars to take care of that tax-title—” He laughed ironically. “Everyone knows you’re broke, that your wife has left you and you’re just stalling here be cause you don’t dare show-your face in Scottdale. Why, you escaped being a jailbird because that old crook of a livable, he had time to ponder on two governor pardoned you. So don’t get yourself,” invited the cashier, defen sively. - — Ed.die leafed them over. They were all in order. The check to Sealman for the pig had been raised from five to five hundred. “Looks to me as though the bank is out four hundred and ninety-five dol lars, he announced. “This check has been raised. Of course you know that, Gilman. This man has told you it was written for five dollars.” — “I haven’t told him anything of the kind,” returned Sealman. Eddie turned the check over. It was endorsed “I. Sealman,” but just be- , low was another signature in a smooth and flowing script. “Henry W. Rob bins.” He reverted to the face of the check again. The forgery had been cleverly done, though close scrutiny ‘revealed how tfce “hundred" had been “Oh, I don’t know. I’d forgotten it,, cramped because of limited space, more or less,” replied Eddie. I’m sor- J “Any jury would call that a raised ry to have to go. Bull. I iike working check,” said Eddie, scornfully, shoving for you. Well, if you’ll give me what’s it back. “Looks as though this bank coming—” was negligent in taking it.” The foreman went to the ranch “We’ll have to ask a jury to decide house and returned, presently, with it,” returned Gilman. “This bank dis- Eddie’s pay check for wages to the (avows responsibility. You were neg- end of the month. He bought Eddie’s ligent in drawing it. If the line after pig, which had thrived wonderfully,; ‘five’ had started closer to the ‘e’ and for eighteen dollars. As the discharg- had been drawn clear through, there ed farmhand drove homeward and lat-, would have been no negligence. But er, as he was disposing of his goods you left a space and the forger took and chattels to make the cabin cosily advantage of it.” So that was it. Maybe Sealman was things which had been crowded to the ' not responsible for the forgery, but he back of his mind by more stirring 1 had taken advantage of it Ho tie up events. t his funds until after the passage of He thrust l! * something,” he thought. “It’s up to me his head and shoulders through the to squander a \little something on tel-(wicket, so that the flimsy grill creaked egrams to find out exactly what. His under the strain. ‘T'he address on that sack means tax-day, two weeks away, nething,” he thought. “It’s up to me his head and shoulders t fresh with me.” “So that’s it, eh?" was Eddie’s com ment. “Well, I don’t think those few sacks of efifth are worth much. But vou’ll leave them, just the sarfte. Un load.” The youth’s reply was to drop his story about carting the stuff away as \ “Sealman, you damned crook,” he ■ shovel and rush, a scowl on his weak, salt for the stock is all bosh. The pure said harshly, “you’ve been trying to dark face. Eddie met him with a salt is on top. swindle me out of my place ever since | straight right hander that puffed the* “What about the other remark of I came here. You’ve connived at this loo&e lips. As a fight it did not com-' his ? What did he mean by talking , trick to tie up my money. But it won’t pare with the fierce battle against the , about three hundred and fifty dollars do you any good. You’ll never put a| motor-tramp. This adversary had for the ‘first tax-title? Didn’t I get finger on a grain of that white sand. Service A New Suit or a New Coat Costs Real Mon ey; the Old Coat or Suit Properly Dry Cleaned Costs You Very Little. Get out the winter clothing and have it cleaned and ready while there is no rush of work to do. Rush jobs are never so satisfactory as those that are handled when there is plenty of time to handle them. * ♦ School Time Presents An Added Problem Children in school require loads and loads of clean clothes —to the mother it seems an endless task. Put in a call for one of our drivers—we launder or dry clean all kinds of wearing apparel. • % . Buchanan’s “Kleaners Who Klean” Phone No. 28 i * I after falls in with the same gang, gets j neither the courage, the strength nor | the dope straight from the county drunk, wakes up in a-freight car the resolution of the wanderer. His treasurer? Guess I’ll get downtown in Chicago—many miles away. Strick- ; eyes were blackened and his nose right away and find out where I’m at.” en with remorse he returns to his cab- ; bleeding, though he had scarcely left) in but finds his wife has left and in her place a ruffian, who orders him out. A fight ensues in which Eddie finally knocks his opponent stone cold. After ejecting the intruder and sus pecting that he seems to be in league with Sealman, Eddie goes to Long Portage and sees Patsy, who is work ing for Kinnane, a lawyer. She an nounces that she will not join him un till he definitely quits drinking. This he determines to do. He secures work on a nearby ranch, run by Davenant, a mark on Eddie, when he turned his back and clamored onto the truck. j “All right, you big bully!” he. com plained. “I’ll have the laugh when the CHAPTER XX Wiped Out He drove to the railroad station and sheriff throws you off. You put your sent away two telegrams. He went to foot on here and I’ll shoot you like a the county building and stated his er dog. “Yes, I will!” he raved, as the rand to Peter Wimple. That expressman started the truck. “And nodded, as though confirming some- you keep away from Nance Encell, or thing that had long been a matter of I’ll drill you anyway.” doubt. “So that’s it?” mused, Eddie. “I re- 1 “You know, Forbes,” he explained, member he always did like her. Of puffing on his pipe. “I’ve thought a course he wouldn’t have been so nasty and after many temptations at last i if it hadn’t been for booze. His breath beats his enemy, John Barleycorn. All was like a distillery. He got away You hear?" “This is slander, Forbes,” warned, the other, his combing fingers moving agitatedly. “I have witnesses.” “Witnesses be damned,” retorted, the angry man. “You daren’t go into court. He turned on his heel and strode out, banging the door violently behind him. He had barely reached the street when he 'heard his name official called. Sealman was in the tiny vesti bule of the bank. He came hurriedly toward Eddie. “Now Forbes, there’s no use in hav ing trouble over this,” he began, pla- catingly. “1 don’t deny the check was for five dollars. I passed it on for a load of huckleberries to a stranger. He didn’t want to take them to town be- this time he is slowly-earning money but realizes that when the tax is due he can’t possibly have enough. Seal- man renews his offer and is again re fused. One day Nance Encell, his former sweetheart calls, finds him alone, of fers to pay the deficit but is rebuffed. Then Nance kisses him—and is seen by Patsy who had called to attempt a reconciliation with her husband. Pat leaves without listening to his expla nation-. Broken-hearted, Eddie tries harder than ever to earn the money and one morning early while berry picking, notices fresh tire marks on his property. CHAPTER XIX with that dirt, after all. Oh, well, I guess he paid for it.” He grmnedr j two years from the date of issue Absentmindedly he picked up an em- each to redeem them, pty sack, one which had been left and 1* “There are two such plasters out which had been overlooked. A name against your property. To settle them and address were printed on the sack both would be eight hundred and thir- 1 in black leters. He whistled when their ( ty-odd dollars. But if you’ll pay the significance came to him with the oth- two-year-old one the . first- of fhe good many times that maybe you didn’t understand me. I suppose you knew that a tax-title issues for each year of back taxes, but that you have cause it was late. I’ve never seen him of since. How was I to know he’d raise the check?” “Well, what else?” demanded Eddie. “I don’t want to see you lose your place and get nothing for it. I want it, Forbes, it goes well with my land. ers. He was, the slick one, a director of the bank, Eddie recalled. When he drove to the big ranch, Davenant himself, black with passion, met him at the door of the bunk- house. month, you’l still have a year for the other one.” Eddie swallowed jerkily,— “How much is the first on$?” Peter consulted his canvas-jacketed I’ll make you a good offer.” “You will, eh?” “Yes, I’ll give vou thirty-five hun dred.” Eddie’s answer was to place the heel of a work-roughened hand against book. Three forty-eight, seventy-two,’’, Sealman’s high-bridged nose and push < > (» 4 > 4 > 4 * 4 » < > 4 > 4 > Just Dessert light truck was standing near the he reported. “Seems pretty heavy tax- j violently. The bearded man tottered edge of the walk into the “Get your dirty traps together, Forbes, and make tracks,” snarled the es on poor land, but they built two from the big man. ! roads and widened and deepened Port- gutter. Whereat he uttered a veno- “Why, Mr. Davenant, what’s the age creek, all in the same year. Then mous oath, quite out of keeping with matter?” asked Eddie, in surprise. the penalties are heavy. It makes it his sleek placidity. im- “Matter?” echoed Davenant, doub-' pretty binding, even though the ling his fists, and Eddie noted that the provement costs were spread over three years.” Eddie went out with his nose in the barked, giving liquor Eddie went on up. the street, think ing rapidly. That morning he had two I strings to his bow. One had been c/ ar nn thp side of the mound—the iV *a^ er -' iou ve oeen giving nquor ^ ‘•■•- snapped. He could not borrow money sea - which he and Pat had noticed on to that’s all.’ air. He had given the tough old world f rom Davenant. But the governor re- the* first dav of their journey of ex-1 another farmhand, had man- an under hold and pinned its shoulders mained , k M f aged heretofore to keep his potations to the mat, first flop. He-had licked ... . n . ploradSon. Two women were busily at , H , ' l a u u a ju-u The postoffice at Long Portage oc- *■ . i from the notice of the owner. But he booze and he had saved his home. Now' . , , , . , work, scraping and shoveling the sour-1 J- . t c . , , , , . i i *. n u cupied a corner of the largest general ’. ... , , . » had seemingly, been careless, had to find Patsy Jane and tell her what 11- u u» o * 11 * i smelling dirt onto the truck. One of , u ’ , , . , , : ., . ... , f store. Eddie bought a pencil tablet. , ,, . -n t. been thrashed when he grew impudent, 1 pride had forbade his telling before. > .... , , , ' them was the Long Portage express- i- 1 v* ‘"‘i i .. ! He stood at the post office desk and: „ ..... lx and discharged The identity of his companion the ^ K ... . .. .. i o7« n he "But I <>«.* tfv. him >U,uor» p J „ iK h« of .ho accident. - - hW ^ 4 1 4 ► New Showing of Early Fall Ready-to-Wear ■t Ladies, Misses, and Children’s Coats and Dresses. We have them in a big range of materials and colors to show—and have just the style and price to suit you. LADIES’ AND MISSES’ COATS $11.75 to $64.75 LADIES’ AND MISSES’ DRESSES $9.95 to $26.75 CHILDREN’S COATS $4.75 to $12.75 NEW ARRIVALS IN FALL MERCHAN DISE COMING IN DAILY IN EVERY DEPARTMENT. # ^ t Copeland-Stone Co. “One Price To All” Phone No. 47 Clinton, S. C. the night of the accident, the youth who had so cravenly deserted to avoid j the possible consequences of discovery. As Eddie came upon the workers, the youth started. Then he leaned on his shovel. He smiled insolently. “Gee, you’re an early riser,” was his first remark. “Have to be, to keep my farm from being carried away. What’s the big idea?” •tested Eddie. companion And, also, take her home. “You'did. Don’t’lie to me.” ! For he needed but three hundred “I tell you I didn’t,” returned Ed- and fifty dollars, and he had more die, sharply. - j than that sum in the Long. Portage “Well, he got it from you. You hail hank. He consulted the stub of his it.” “He didn’t. I—” he began, and stop ped. He recalled the bottle in his suit case. “Hah!” growled Davenant at his hesitancy. “You’d better admit it.” “You mean-this?” The youth nod-1 Eddie enter <; d the bunkhouse. His ded at the truck. “Well, they say this !« ul tcase open, lay in the middle of the stuff is good for stock, salt in it, you ! Hoor. The bottle was gone know. So I was getting some for the ! checkbook. He had about four hun dred dollars—a young fortune! And more in his pocket. Of course he had no.j<»b. But he could get one. Of that he felt certain, i And* he would begin building up his land against the day he would crop it and stock it and make it pay good uation and asking for a loan of three hundred dollars. He told of his battle with liquor, and how he had won, of his plans f4»r the future. He stamped it and affixed a special delivery postage.) He carried it to the station himself, | 0 and handed it to the clerk on the southbound train.‘The governor would have it early next morning in his office in Lansing. Always there had been with him the thought of Patsy. Now he went to Attorney Kinane’s office. The old law- 41 cattle at Encell’s.” “At EncelPs?” “Yes I’m visiting over there, you know.” Eddie regarded him speculatively. “Well, of course I’d like to see Encell’s stock do well,” he said mildly. But wouldn’t it be courteous to ask me first about this stuff?” The sneer in the young man’s smile became more pronounced. “Why should I ask you? You lose this place on tax-title the first of next month. I’m already the owner. I bought the title from the Brower estate by telegraph two days ago.” “The Brower estate?” echoed Ed die, puzzled. “Sure. You don’t know what’s going on under your own nose,” was the contemptuous retort. Old Brdwer died suddenly, and the family doesn’t care about this northern Michigan Estate idea of his. All his tax titles were put on the market. I got this. So, really I have more right here than^bu.” “Listen, kid,” commanded Eddie, quietly. “You’re off—away off. You haven’t any right here until after the first day of next month. Then you only have a right if I fail to redeem the property. Well, it’ll be redeemed. So right now you’re a trespasser and a thief. You’re stealing my property.” The lean-jawed expressman rubbed his bristles nervously. “Don’t blame The bottle was gone. He re turned to the outside. “You’re right, _ Mr. Davenant,” he acknowledged. J Davenant check and the loose cash he “There was some liquor in my bag, was carrying. There was three per- and it’s gone. I didn’t give it to him, sons behind the cheap partition of ojl.tell him ” ' white pine stained to look like hard- “But you had it.” The owner’s' wood, and iron grills stained to look voice rose to a shout. “You know how like bronze. Gray little Gilman, the dividends | yer was alone. “Where’s my wife, Mr. He went into the bank to deposit the Ki nane ? be asked. just now, Mr. Forbes.” the country for a few I hate booze, but you brought it here. I suppose you figured on a spree your self. I’ve a notion to give you what I gave him.” He advanced, his arms swinging. “Well, maybe you can, but you’ll get something in return,” snapped Eddie, j nervously “You won’t be beating up a drunken squarehead if you try any funny bus iness with me. I’ll leave a few marks, anyway.” “Get off my place,” shouted Dave nant, more furiously than before. But his advance ceased. Eddie came out to load his possessions in the car. The owner was nowhere to be seen. Bull, cashier; Harold Faunce, the young bookkeeper; and Sealman, slick and ro- tound, combing his beard with his fin gers as he talked earnestly. — “We were just about to get in touch with you, Mr. Forbes,” began Gilman, he swept the currency • as “Not here She’s out in weeks.” To Eddie’s look of bewilderment, he added: “She comes in quite frequent ly. If y4)U wish to reach her a letter in my care will be delivered pnmipt- ly.” ' : (Continued next week.) I” WANTS This Is An Old Experience! To our regular customers, the good ness of A & P and the fine savings of fered are an old experience! They rely on A & P for every food need! With each passing month the ranks of A & P customers increase by tens of thousands. To those who know by experience of our policy—(he reason is obvious! FRESH, | beans eery. tender, home-gniwn day. Blakely’s everv snap | Gro- i tf i forward and checked the deposit slip. “Why?” asked Eddie. He felt Seal- man’s bright, bold eyes upon him. “I wanted to notify you of your ov erdraft—Mr. Forbes.” The latter ex- SET your cabbage plants for Christ- clamation was a flustered remon- j ni ts cabbage now. Get home-grown strance. For Eddie, thrusting an arm plants from John T. Blakely. Phones through the wicket, seized his deposit' 136 and 175. tf and pulled his bankbook from the 1 page. ;ens, Clinton, S. C. “Now say that again,” commanded ' : Eddie. ! some new the foreman, was, and he was regret-! cashier’s fingers, so that the uneasy PIGS F OR SALE 25 head real Po- ful and sympathetic. F en left a long, black mark down the ^ and China stock. Apply to C. A. Ow- „c, t , pl** it rape ; e ns » Clinton, S. C. 9-29-2tp “Sorry to lose you, Forbes. He raire. , » » i glanced over his shoulder as he spoke, toward the,main ranch house, a com modious two-story log house, as | “Your account is eighty-four dol though fearful of being overheard, i lars overdrawn,” returned Gilman. He “But you know how it is. The old glanced over his shoulder in hunted man’s crazy on the subject of liquor, i fashion as if to make «u*e-4hat Seal- COHvilM^d tllJlt OUT StOFC They say his son drank himself to j man and the bookkeeper were there . death a year ago. What in thunder j in support. did you want to keep that bottle i “You’re crazy,” was the brief re- around for? You might have known tort. 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