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PAGE F<yjRTEEN ■— In. THE CLINTON CHRONICLE. CLINTON. S. C. j jf/ome ${gain al Ghristmas by <> W 9C lD. £ Pemiypacker “Most of us,” remarked one of the travelers, after he was comfortably settled ami the train was well out from the yard limits, “still have strong ties in the old East.’’ “It is true, indeed,” replied the man 'sitting beside him. “1 Jove the West. I n admire Its freshness and big ness. its grain fields, its many diversified .inter ests,, and the fact that its possibil ities for further development are still apparently limitless. I, too. am hound for the o 1 d fireplace in the city of my birth, but I can never expect the old metropolis to appeal to me . as it once did. There are too man y high walls, too narrow streets and too little opportunity for gmmth such as we know on the prairie lands, to appeal to me. And the people are not as frank and friendly qs they ought to be.” The other acquiesced. Most persons who have lived in the West any length of time feel this way. The men were not patrons of the Pullman though both were well- dressed and appeared reasonably prosperous. “I wouldn’t miss the opportunity of riding in a day coach at this time of I the year and studying my fellow pass engers,” ventured the first speaker. Most every seat was occupied, and there w’ere a number of babes and children among the passengers. Two seats before them sat an at tractive young mother with a babe Just able to walk. In spite of its. zig zag journey and the lurching of the train as it negotiated numerous curves, the youngster persisted in walking up and down the aisle, at tracting a great deal of attention and getting in tjie way of brakemen and passengers who had to pass to and fro. Across the aisle was a child of about three, quite nrrtiable, but swing ing in his small Tiands a half-eaten banana with its golden envelope dang ling about it, to the evident annoy ance of an elderly semi-invalid and her dignified daughter who sat nearby. But ti. holiday season was ap proaching and no one was “crabby” enough to. complain. Old maids and confirmed bachelors, if there were any in the car, either enjoyed the baby or^ kept their thoughts to themselves. Passengers moved about frequently, as Is quite common on a long journey, and some of the more restless ones it is srfe to say, occupied nearly everj Beat in the car before they reached their journey’s end. Near the' front of the car sat a woman whose ofily eWld w’as a song canary, and who divided her time about equally between coaxing the bird to “sing ’ for mother, pretty,” asking the Negro hrakeman questions, climbing up to get something from her suit case, or changing about from seat to seat. a It was merely the restlessness of the usual traveler, but the two men werq Interested. Between their eager observance of this restlessness and their notation of the almost limitless amount of fruit. Ice cream cones and confections con sumed. they wondered what would come next. But candy, and restlessness aud travel have little noticeable effect. At last the train was drawing into its eastern terminal. As it crawled past a multitude of switches everyone was expectant. There was the usual climbing or reaching for hand lug gage In the upper ra?ks, the assem- bll: g of hats and outer garments, and a v neral effort to be ready to leave l?:, train quickly. ^ The wheels stopped, lirakeraen announced “All out!” In less than a minute there was a rush through the waiting room and towards the taxi stand. “Hello, there, I’ve been looking for you,” cried a" man in a friendly voice, ns he laid his hand on the stranger’s shoulder and In- “BLACK SHEER” Continued from page 12 qnired; “You just came in from the West on that 5:15 train, did you not?** “I did.” he re plied with a de gree of wonder ment.' “Why?” “You left this envelope In your seat. It looks Im portant. I won- dered how I would find you.” “Cosh ! It Is inytortant! There could be no Christmas for the kid dles without it. I don’t # know how it got out of my hand bag—probably when I removed my time table to study It. Well, you’re a friend of mine and the kiddies, I "am sure.” “I heard you remark that eastern ers were not friendly” said the new arrival composedly. I’m a New York City man, just colle In from a short business trip. What’s your name?” The two men withdrew* to a corner and exchanged cards. “Com# out with me,” said the new- made * friend to the westemer-by- adoption. “My car will be waiting just around the corner' and I can take you part way to your destina tion.” The offer was accepted. The men became warm friends. But the envelope? you ask. What of the finding-of that big white en velope. * . It was that that made Christmas! (©. 1927, Western Newspaper Union.) in!” Origin of Christmas Tree* The modern Christmas- tree can be traced hack to the Sixteenth century. It originated on the banks of the lihine. Sixty years later the fir tree was used to carry gifts in celebration of Christmas all. over the civilized world. ' * How to j3et the Best party^line Service Avoid lengthy telor- phone conversation* • v • r * party Una. you find the line 1$ In use by someone else hang up the receiver. Always wait until th« hell stops ring ing before removing Um receiver. To those who are subscribers to a party find telephone it must be evident that t]ie quality of service they get is largely a matter of co operation upon the part of the users themselve*. For instance, subscribers should be considerate of the length of time they use the line so that other parties may derive their share of its use. Then, too, when a party li^e is fouhd to be in use, the receiver should be replaced on the hook immediately; otherwise the conversation will be interfered with. If the receiver on a party line telephone Is lifted while the bell is still ringing, it, causes other, bells on the line to ring, too. The observance of the Golden Rule among party line subscribers is certain to result in good lervice and friendliness. SOUTHERN BELL TELEPHONE AND TELEGRAPH COMPANY i / , {Incwrsofted'i V The Clinton Chronide- : -$1.50 a Year CHAPTER XII “I never saw a tramp yet that was worth his breakfast,” snarled Grubbs, the foreman of EHphalet Congdon’s farm. “There’s some old hats in the barn; shed them pies y’ got on yer heads and try t’ look like honest men anyhow.” After supper Perky strolled away in one direction; the Governor in an other, and Archie, left to his own de vices, fumed at this desertion. An hour later, wandering idly about the premises, he 'Stumbled into the Governor. “Mooning? Perky and I have -been smoking our pipes off yonder in the woods. He says' old EHphalet is more and more delighted with his work. The more he’s delighted the better the sport for us.” “I don’t see where the sport comes said Archie testily. He resented his exclusion from the conference with Perky and said so. “My dear boy, suspense is good for the soul; I’m merely cultivating in you the joy of surprise. The discipline of waiting will sharpen your wits, which is important, as I mean to honor you with considerable responsibility and leave you here when I depart, which will be tonight as dewy eve spreads her sparkling robe—” “Leave me here! My God, man, I’m ;not going to be stranded in this wil derness!” “Patience, little brother, and not quite so vociferous! This much I will impart; tomorrow morning Perky will whisper to EHphalet that the Govern ment is wise to the gold piece trick land that they are watched. Perky will throw a scare into him and then he’H advise him to beat it, and the old chap i will throw his arms around Perky’s neck and beg for protection. And Perky, with a reputation for never de serting a pal, will seize him firmly by the hand and away they’ll go. Next, I take the little girl into my care and start for the camp. You, Archie, will remain here to watch Mr. Putney Congdon. The part I’m assigning you flatters your intelligence. You are to watch Putney Congdon and follow him when he leaves.” “Cut that rubbish apd listen to me,” said Archie, his voice quavering with anger; “you think I’m going to follow him? What if he stays all summer!” “He won’t,” the Governor answered. “He’s going to follow that child of his if it leads to kingdom come! If you want to see your Isabel again, follow Percy Congdon. You will of course be a model of discretion, but—” “Do you mean to say you’ll tell him where you’re taking his child?” “I shall not, of course, spoil the joy Of the kidnapping by taking Putney Congdon into my confidence, but after the child’s well out of the way I shall send him a wire telling him where his duaghter may be found—a gentle hint, but sifficient to taese his curiosity.” “You’ll wire him where you’re head ed for when you haven’t told me!” “I’ll just whisper the address in your ear and you’ll do well to remem ber it. Heart o’ Dreams camp, Hud dleston, Michigan; postoffice, Calder- ville. Goodb-bye and God bless you!” But the Governor’s blessing failed to dispell the gloom that settled upon Archie as he crept through the shed where the laborers were housed and found his cot. The morning opened auspidously with a raking from Grubbs, who, find ing that the Governor had decamped, most ungenerously held Archie respon- * jsible for his departure. i -“Look here, he asked suddenly, d’ye know anything about horses?” i “Oh, I’ve always been around hors- !es,” said Archie. Guess I can handle them all right.” “Well, go to the barn and clean up the pony, and clap on a boy’s saddle you’ll find there; and there’s a soVrel mare on the last stall on the left you can take. The old man’s granddaugh ter wants to ride. I gotta waste a horse right now so a grown man can ; play with a kid! Guess all them Cong don’s got something wrong with ’em! The old man skipped this morning without sayin’ whether he’d ever bg back again—not only that, but he’s took a scrub I was usin’ as handy man on the place. Archie set off stolidly for the barn. His. appointment as groom for the daughter of Putney Congdon was only another ironic turn of fate. The child came running into the barn lot follow ed by the woman who had been a party to her abduction, and danced joyfully toward the pony. The woman, after watching her for a moment or two, was satisfied that the groom was a master horseman and sat down oni the grass by the gatq to read. a Archie, in his anxiety to save the child from mishap, had given little at tention to the traffic on the road until he awoke to the fact that tHe same touring car had passed twice within a* short period—and it flashed upon him in a moment that this was either the | Governor’s New York chauffeur or some one who bore a striking resem blance to him. The woman’s attention was wholly relaxed and she scarcely, glanced up as he passed her. There could be no better opportunity for the seizure, as the laborers were widely l distributed over the farm. t i The gray-clad chauffeur passed again—this time in a more powerful car. He made no sign but Archie caught a glimpse of the Governor bus- i ily talking with a strange man. Con vinced now that the Governor’s plans were culminating and that the car was making their circuits of the farm to enable the occupants to get their bear ings, Archie awaited ahxiously the next appearance of the machine. When at the end of a quaretr of an hour it shot into view, Archie was at the farthest point from the gate in dicated by the woman as the range of Edith’s exercise. “That girth needs pulling up a little; let’s dismount here,” said Ar chie, drawing up under a trqe at the roadside. The woman was deeply pre occupied with her book and apparently oblivious to the traffic on the road. Archie pretended to be having trouble with the saddle as he filled in the time necessary for the car to reach him. It passed the gate more rapidly than on previous occasions, hut slowed down at once and a familiar voice said:— “Edith—Miss Edith Congdon,” said the Governor, smiling, “your mother wfcnts you very, very much and I’ve come to take you to her. If you will jump into the car you will see her very soon. We must be in a hurry or that woman will catch you. You need not have a fear in the world. Will'you trust me?” The child hesitated a moment—then glancing at the approaching woman with a look of fear—jumped nimbly into the machine.. (To be continued next week.) I For colds, grip and flu take narrow* Relieves the congestion, prevents complications, and hastens recovery. (-JETTING _ down to making egg*. You have the feed a* the raw material, the hen a* the factory and the egga* the finished product. 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