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1. y ./ N / THURSDAY, MARCH It, 1985 *'4 4 THE CLINTON CHRONICLE. CLINTON, S.; C. #’ THORNWELL GIRLS WIN STAtE BASKETBALL CHAMPIONSHIP / fT^URTH INSTALLMENT tynoijisis: On the old side-wheeler, “GeoiTfif' E. Starr,” on its way to the Yokta gold fields in the first rush of ' '97, Speed Malone, experience^ gold-f camp follower and gambler, and young Ed Maitland, on his first trip, trying to recoup-his lost family fortune, struct Up a strange friendship. Mait- ' land left Speed playing Solo with two sther' men and wandered forwai^ to be sharply recalled by the report of a pistol, and the news that his partner been’shot and had gone over board. Ed jumped in after him, with out second thought. But the cold wa ters got him, and ii^the end it was Speed who did the rescuing, holding Rfs head above water until they were taken aboard a littje boatiiy a French fisherman from Seattle. Maitland, knowing the sea, took charge of. the little boat when they persuaded Frenchy to take them to Skagway. After a hard journey they reached Skagway where they find a ship un loading miners and horses. (Now Go On With the Story). Susette and her cargo, and cast off in (the freshness and glo^of the the dii^y with a shove of an bar I day. The air had a crisp tang a^ain^t the Troubled by the tide j tingled in the nostrils of the hungry swell, the mare was meeting evjery travelers like a dry champagne, ^v- rise at an angle that brought the water to her master’s shoulders, snort ing and strangling in an effort to keep her nose out of the feathering crests. ing a good deal more poignancy'to the savor of broiling meat. i Shivering'bver the camp fii^e, Stein er thoughtfully appraised the appe- (Written for The Chronicle ^y F. M. ' ' Stutts). ; The girls’ basketball team of Thom- well orphanage returned from a three- day trip to Orangeburg last Satur- night, where they conqured thrbe itl^g teams in basketball, bringing Maitland pulled in nearer. The boy’s guests. >n/l— U’na ol/veA +/\ mano’a vtraf I COUld USC yOU head- was close to the mare’s, wet mane and hair contrasting gold and black in the sunlight. The tension of his voice seemed to lift her. “The beach ... dn’y a little way now, sweet heart—over this one, Chiquita, over it . . . good girl, over it!” “The^ma^"labored up another foam ing hill but flagged with exhaustion at thd crest', They were still aome eighty yards from shore and the beach was steep. A few strong pulls shot the boat forward till it topped the Mime swell “See ye ashore,” laughed Speed from the water. Hauling along the rope to the bronco’s head, he caught -its tail with the other hand, and used this as a rudder to steer it shore- wards, while he swam alongside.^ Maitland had been too intei^ted in their progress to notice^the ‘Susette’s’ approach to the steamer, which was now close abeam. The nanyft beneath her stem rail was the “Williamette, San Francisco.” Her passengerk were waiting to have their outfits landed. Oddly, the first to observe that the Susette rode high and empty was a short, fat fellow. “Hey, wit that boat!” he called out. “My outfit for how much you want to land it? Five dollars?” This mention of Frenchy’s favorite eoin brought the fisheman out of a coma; he gave eager signs of assent. Simultaneously on the lighter, there was a general reaching for purses an4 bank rolls. ^ As Maitland ran under the ship’s (Shadow and moored to the ntft a tlilik- ling laugh from the rail above caus^ him to look up. His eyes met the danc ing. dark ones of a very, beautiful young.-woman who was looking down at I ham with, an expression half- amused and half-curious. He had an oddly confused sensation, with the Susette’s lift and fall in the shadow of the immobile steamer. * A bangle on her arm struck a crys tal flash from’the sun, as she raised her hand from the rail ai^ blew him a kiss mrschievoualy from rosy finger tips. The gesture was noticed by a tall, heavily-built man who stood on the rail directing the unloading .of the horses—a man with the eagle poise of a leader and a masterful look of power under easy command. His handsome face had been burned by the sun to the color of saddle leather, and its ■waithiness gave an insolent sharp- nees of blue to his eyes, while it dim-, med the black brows that ran in a bar across his forehead. He frowned thoughtfully at the new arrival. ' The'inen on the lighter hooked like -aUl- you boys, maybe," he In no .time Thomwell had rung a bas- ket. By the end of t-he first'quarter it .looked as if it would be a walk over instead of championship game. The score stood, 'Thomwell 24, Pied mont 6. But Piedmont found the bas'- ket and soon began a fi^t for the game. Thomwell became more anxious Chest Cold^ I Don't let them get a stral^de hold. Flalc] an quickly. (2reomalsion nmibiaM 7 hiu^i 6ns._Powerfol but barmhaa Pleseant ■4^ taka No Uarootica Your own dmggist satboriwd to refund ymnr money on spot If your ooloth or odd it not rmewed CreomnlrfsB. back to Clinton the coveted basketball' to widen that gap and overshot her champion.smp of South Carolina in class B. Fresh from eleven consecu tive wins in the district they entered the tournament last Thursday with said, ^referring to some point he hadi^Pj"^* ^ « champion- discussed with Speed, “but ten dol lars a day each, and grub ... I ain’t king of the Klondike.” “This isn’t Seattle,” said Speed. “It’s a gold camp. You’ll see* wages go to twice that and more.” • ’The Jew’s look was one pf sincere unbelief. “A man would be craxy^to pay it.’’ “The scenery is covered with crazy men,” Speed observed impassively. Steiner dropped the subject and said Maitland meant to run alongside and lift the rider off, but this was forget- I tinj^ the thrashing for a foothold. The [boat caught the impact of one hoo^^on the prow. It rocked crazily as Mait land spun it.'Within reach of the boy’s arm. But P^te was tugging at the halter rope, to turn the mare’s head. ’Keep that damned boat out of* my way,” he swore; “or liy—” The words were rudely stifled by a comber that smoked over his head, rolling him and his mount completely over. The mare came up riderless. Catching the .halter, Maitland pulled her astern, afraid that her hooves might strike the^boy’s head. Seeing a gleam of gold in Hte green water he reached for it; tangled his finger in a mop of hair and pulled the head ab^ve the water. Pete gasped, and held the rail a mo ment to get his breath. Then he swung over as easily as if he were vaulting into a saddle, landing with a splash in tlw water that washed along the floorboards. He raised himslef to. the thwart, shaking the wet hair from his eyes, which were blazing. “You—” he began. “Grab that baling dipper,” said Maitland shortly. He had pushed an oar into the stern groove and was holding the n^aire’s halter with his free hand while he sculled shorewards. After a look at the rising water, Pete complied. It was slow work, but they beached in advance of other boats that were coming in from the ship. As the mare climbed the gravel and shook herself, her master jumped lightly ashore. He was draining the water from his boots when Maitland pulled up the dinghy. The sudden landing on still ground made the sailor conscious of the ef fects of it week’s starvation. He felt the beach reel, and had to steady him self against the boat. ’Then he tipped it on its side to examine the injured seam. A pair of trimly shod feet presently appeared on the aand beside him and be looked up. . “My name’s Pete,” the boy volun teered. “Hw man with the woolly coat is my pardaer, Dill Owens. The girl that throwed you a kiss’s name is Rose . . . But I reckon you don’t care about women?” be inquired, undis-. mayed- hy the-ailen^- that-fpssted to Maitland. “I notice how Lucky Rose has a mash on you. Seen her throwin’ you kisses from the ship.” f'* Speed had been about to lower a nicely browned piece of bacon into his mouth in one piece. He paused now with this viand suspended. fully corded packs told the same story. One of them—a meager, gray-haired but wiry'old-timer, shift^ a huge to bacco quid' in his cheek as he took one end of a pack Maitland was swinging, and said, • . “Pretty t>i«ce of herdin’ you boys done out thar.” The winch roared just then, and the old-timer nodded toward the inner shadows of the lighter where ,a yel low-haired youth was leaning out to uncouple a horse from the slings. .“Pete,, yer,” he said, “figures your 'pardner could ;have rode the pinto in,” In the abrupt silence as_the_winch stopped, Pete heard what was said, ■^en the horse wai -free, he threw back the gold hair that had fallen into his eyes and looked up casually at Maitland. “It’s been done. Mister,” said Pete. “Shucks, boy,” retorted the old-tim er tolerantly, “you can’t tell me whlfi been done with a horse. I aay it’s too fer, and I’ve seen riders in my time attemp’ ever’thin’ the ramblin’ human]l»e^urmured. “What else? fancy kin invent, with and without the aid of Ikker.” , —^ . The young Nevadan did not answer directly. He signalled to someone on the deck above, and a little later a black mare came down.in the sling, ler nose quiveru^-at the brine below. He unhook^ her smd held her for a moment by .the halter, stroking her silky neck. Then, with a move so swift that it waiT accomplished almost before it was aeen, he left the raft for the mare’s back, and they shot away into sunlit water. A brandy-faced man in a.s^p-tkin coat whom Bfaitland had not noticed before, came sucklecdy' to life i and crossed the swaying raft in two un steady atrides; “Come back hw Pete,” be called out - The boy paid no heed. He^ was drenched to the belt but ridinr light ly, leaning forward to even the bal ance and guiding the mare with a loop of the' haMer rope over her nose. - “HelMl him off with yoor boat,” tha man appealed to Miritiand. “He’ll ■ 4 — a, f—0 01 vwu I11S8BEI*;i llii<tUnd left Frenchy Co take in the these amenities. “My pardner,” said (Maitland at last, “thills they’re a hot bolt in dy namite.” “Ain’t it so,” Pete concurred, judi ciously. “It’s deafening to think of what might happen if Rose really cared about any man. Uidess maybe me. But the don’t.” He looked inside the boat to note the effect of this “How’ver, I don’t care a hoot in^»ell for Rose—not me," he chanted, snap ping his fingers lightly skywards. “I’m a man among men.” “You swear like one,” his hearer admitted. “Why don’t you cuss me out and get if off your mind?” thejboy de manded, “I mean it Say what you’re thinkin’, man to man.” Bfaitland considered him while cleaning hit hands on some shreds of rope. “Well,” he said, “man to man, you make a lot of noise for your size. It’s a pity you squawk when you lose.” Pete winced. “That^-w hard cuss,” There had always been a vague hope in Maitland’s mind of tracing the out fit he had left on the George E. Starr. Since this seemed an opportune time to look for it, he ask^ the fisher man’s permtaeion to use^he Susette for a short run to the Dyea beach a few miles up the gulf. Frenchy, in a better humor than he had been for a week, absently mumbled his consent. He stepped out to the Susette over some boats and a scow that rocked in the whkrf’s vague shadow, and made sail. It was only six miles or so from Skagway to the camp'of Dyea. When he arrived there the camp was almost empty, because of an interval between steamers. He was therefore able to learn with discouraging promptness that there was no trace of an un claimed. outfit on the beach. Coming back to Skagway the fires on the flats had di^ed to their embers, but as he'tacked in to the Susette’s mooring, he noticed a^^ll fire in the lee of the wharf, just above the* surf. Here he found his^^partner nursing some driftwood into flame. (Continued Next Week). ship for the first time^ Three cars took the girls to Orange burg where they played their firsi) game at the high sch<^l gym a o’cli^k. They were paired^vrith the strong Wjilterboro tesumrhe score ended 47 to 18 in^aVor of Thomwell. Walterboro started"bff with a dazzling passing attack that left the Thornweil girls bewildered for |i time, bu{ they soon caught up and were never again head^. The shooting of goals by the Misses Tucker and Capps drew applause from the galleries. 'The guards and centers also played good ball throughout. That njght the children of the jun ior and intermediate departments of the Orangeburg Presbyterian church entertained the Thomwell girls for an hour after the game. Games were played and wholesome fellowship en joy^. On Friday night 'Thomwell played their fastest rival, Latta. This was one of the moat furiously fimght con tests to the tournament. By reason of their impressive .showing against Wal-^ terboro, Thornweil went into the game as favorites. But latta gave no quar ter and fouls were numerous. Orange burg friends were staunch rooters for Thomwell. The girls looked neat and impressive in their purple and gold uniforms. 'The* game ended with the score, Latta 20, Thqmwell 31. The people of Orangeburg were most solicitous. On every- hand they asked that the 'Thornweil girls .be placed in their home.s. It was impos sible to supply the demand. Subse quent opinion showed that these girls acquitted themselves well and were lovedJ)y all who met them. After the Friday night game the girls were invited to^he suburban home of Mr. and Mrs. Leonard Ben nett, where they met several of the girts” of the Orangeburg basketball team and some of the boys 'of the tdwn. T——— fijoals. The score gradually climbe<l for Piedmont as they gained confi dence that 'Thomwell was not unbeat able. The galleries cheered to the echo. Most of it was for 'Thomwell, though Piedmont had its share. One ipinute to go and PiedmoAt trailed 'fiye.-^ints. A basket was rung and only tkree points separated Piedmont from a tie. But the whistle blew and Thomwell was the victor by the close score 0I.30 to 27. And a state cham: pionship went with it, Thomwell hrst. liater in the evening A. J. Thack- ston, superintendent of the Orange^ burg schools, presented cups to the three Winners in claiE^ A, B'aM CT I. Copeland & Bro. i Hardware See US for your CHATTA* NOOGA PLOWS and OUtat Plows and Repairs. Myers Pumps and Wind MiDa, See us for REPAIRS. J. I. Copeland & ftro. Repairs^and Parts Radios - Ranures - Irons Radio Exchange Phone 96 LVU.'“ Lydia Mill News Mr. and Mrs. K. F. Johns spent Sunday in Spartanburg with the lat ter’s brother, J. J. Jones. Miss Bessie Gamer of Lynchburg, Va., accompZn- ied them home for-m visit. Mr.'and Mrs. S. B. Neal and family spent the week-end in_Great Falls with relatives and friends. Mr. and Mrs. H. L. Crocker spent Sunday in Glendale. Manning Inman of Spartanburg, spent Saturday with Mr.' and Mrs. H. L. Crocker.' Mr. and Mrs. Hubert Brown and infant daughter are spending some time with the former’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. F. E. Brown. Mr. and Mrs. iC. D. Crosby, an- ;*nounce the birth of a daughter, Feb- Tuary 4; “That’s all,” said Maitknd, sur prised” by a glimpse of sensitiveness under the boyish swagger. . With the mare’s halter rope, Pete threw a skilful hitch over her obse, and mounted almost in the same movement. “1 don’t lose easy. Mister. I don’t took it in a chum of spray, but quieted under r the boy’s firm touchJoquR-^asy either, or forget. Maybe some day you’ll know it’s so.” And with no visible urge from him, the mare sped down* the beach. Maitland stared after Hiem, held by the grace of the picture they made, and by wonder at the qidck moods of this amazing boy. . - He was still watching him when he saw Speed coming over the beach to- waid him. “We'got the Jew’s outfit ashote* and he’s stakin* us to a feed. Chuck’s on the fire new. Hungry, Bud?” * The banquets of Locullus are said to'waft a pleasant armna down the river bank of time, but on exquisite collation which that s^ustronome never enjoyed was bdeed bMns, bacon, soda biscuit, caimed fruit Cid coffee; after a two week’s diet of f»h boiled in sea water.. - ^ It was nearly sunset, a^ tha sea son like the hour, seem^ to condense Mr, and Mrs. Patterson of Spartan burg, spent the week-end with Mr. and Mrs. J. D. Hairston. Mr. and Mrs. Walker Crane and Mrs. Rosa Cole spent Sunday in Croes Hill with relatives. Friends of Mrs. Pauline Lawson are sorry to know that she continues ill at her home on Davis avenue. C. R. Anderson and family spent the week-end in Pickens. Mrs. W. N. Bobo and daughter, Clara, spent Saturday in Greenville. 'The Sewing club held its regular meeting at the community house on Tuesday night. Mrs. Rosa Cole served refreshments.' of punch and sand wiches. A Girls’ club was organized at the community house Monday night, with 22 members present. 11)6 giris are planning a weiner roast for Friday night. . Rosa Lee Harris entertained a group of her friends at a party Sat urday night. 'The final game took place on Sat urday night before a packed gallery. Friends and former .^pupils came from Clinton, Columbia and nearby towns to cheer the teaiA. Telegrams were frequent. By game time the girls had become a hit solemn, seroitM. 'They were on edge. Their opponent was the strong Piedmont team and they, too, were on edge and anxious to go. whistle blew, the game was on. IN MEMORIAM Charles s. lankford SPECIALS THIS WEEK! 15c 15c Realizing the great loss we have sustained in the recent death of one of our most faithful members, Charles S. Lankford, we, the members of Campbell Lc^ge No.^4 A. F. M., of fer the following resolutions: Therefore, whereas it has pleased Almighty God to- remove from our aWfi < h*. 'WHIP ARilVIlim vrWHVa^ ^ r* friend, Cjimpbell Lodge No. 44 A. F. M. wishes to take this opportunity of expressing its feeling of irreparable loss at his departure. We would extend the deepest synw- pathy to his loved ones and friends, pointing them for comfort to Him above: to that all seeing eye which marks our labors here below: and who is able and willing to give to all. that comfort which alone can sustain. ^ These resolutions shall be spread upon the minutes of the lodge, with a page devoted to the memory of Charles S. Lankford, end these resolu tions. shall likewise be published in the Clinton Chronicle, and the original copy delivered to the family of our deceased brother. (Respectfully submitted. Campbell Lodge No. 44 A. F. M. V. P. Adair E. R. Knox J. D. Boland Committee LEGION “CHICKEN STEW” AND RALLY SATURDAY TheO>peland-I^vidson post, Amer ican Legion, will ^Id a meeting at the old school building at Goli^ille, Sat urday night, at 8 o’clock. State Adjt. Felix Goudelock jtnd District Com mander Ashmore will be the princi pal speakers. A'six-pieoe string band will furnish music And there will be plenty of chicken stew.. See Raymond Pitts and reserve a plate. -V Members are asked to meet at the Legkm Imll at 7:30, and they will leave'from there for Goldville. " Cariton P. Winn, Adjt. T Phone 101 Smith’s niarinacy For I^ompl Service HUSMTIHIH 'Overtaxod by KUKItREYS badly ■rt'-v • • < I F jour kidatyi foneUoa and yon have a lama, back, with attacks of dlssinsM, buming, scanty or too frsqnaat urlnatloa, gatting up at night, awollen fast and ankl^ rhenmaUa pains . .usa Doa»’$ PHU. Poan*i ara aspacially for poorly fnnetionlng kldnayt. MilHona of boxas ara used every year.' They are recommended the country over. AmIt neighbor I tv DOitl’S PILLS LixatltM To ba boogbi aqd teed M naaded for auay^ many yeeni maka wen sillalitttgf or Tbadtadb for tha ftoally bumtlte. Mr. OL B. 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