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ME! RUPERT HUGHES JNOVEIZED FROM T/\? OOMEDY OF T/IE SAME MME. T T T 1UVSTRATED FJUQH PHOTOGRAPHS OF THE PLAY A5 RKODUCED 35. /iEXJ-CV W. SAVAOE'., - oupYAno/vr i M.K.ay cck SYNOP8I#. ? -j ? f CHAPTER 1 - IJ'-ut Hurry Mullory la ordered to th ? Philippine* He and Mar jorle Newton decide to elope, but wreck ; of taxlcab prey?-rita their ageing mlnUter on the way to the train. CHAPTER II.^Tr?n|OQntlnrnt?l train In taking on paaaengt-re, Porter boa a lively time with an Englishman and Ira | Lathrop, a Yankee bualneaa num. CHAPTER III ?The eloper* have an ?xi-lting time getting to the train. OH A ITER IV,? "Little Jlmmle" Wet- | lington, bound for Reno to get a dlvorua, board* train In maudlin condition. I^aar Mri. Jlmmle appear a. CHAITEH V.~tthe la a too bound for | Reno with aame object. I^kuwtoa Mr a. Bam my Whltoomb CHAPTER VI. -letter blamea Mra. Jlmmle for h*r marital trouble*. Claaa mates of Mallory decorate bridal berth. CHAPTER VII.? Rev. and Mr*. Temple ?tart on a vacation. They decide to cut loose and Temple removea e-vtdenoe of hie calling. C1IA1TKR VIII.? Marjorle dwridee to let Mallory proceed alone, but train ?tart* while they are loat In f&rerwell. CHAPTER IX? Faaaengera Join Mal Jory'a c laoematea In giving ooupte wed ding hazing. CHAPTER X.? Marjorle la dlatracted over their aituatlon. CHAPTER XI? Ira I^athrop, woman gating bachelor, dlacovera an old sweet heart, Anne Oat tie, a fellow paaaenger. CHAPTER XIL-^Mallory vainly hunta for a preacher among the paasengerB CHAPTER XIII. -Mra. Wellington beam IJttle Jlmrnle'a voice. Later she meetu Mra. Whltoomb. CHAPTER XIV. The Dormitory on Wheel*. Of all the shocking Institutions In human history, th? sleeping car 1b the most shocking ? or would he. If w? were not bo used to it. There can be no doubt that we are the moat moral nation on earth, for we admit It our selves. Perhnps we prove It, too, by ! the Arcadian prosperity of these two story hotels on wheels, where mis cellaneous travelers dwell In com plete' promiscuity, and Bleep almost side by side, In apartments, or com* partments, separated only by a plank and a curtain, and guarded only by one sle?py negro After the fashion of the fainoua country whose Inhabitants earned a meager sustenance by taking in each other's washing, so in Sleeping Car pathla we attain a meager respecta bility by everybody's chaperoning ?verybody else. 80 topay-turvled. indeed, are our notions, oDce we are aboard a train, that the staterooms alone are regard* ed with suspicion; we question th? motives of those who must have a room to themselves! ? a room with a real door! that locks! ! And, now, on this Bleeping car, pret tily named "Snowdrop," scene*} wero enacting that would havfl our great-grandmothers into tits ? scenes which, if we found them In France, or Japan, we should view with alarm a? ttlmost unmentionable evidence of the moral obliquity of ihoae nations. But this was our own country ? the part of it which admits that It Is the best part ? the moral eat part, the staunch middle west. This was Illi nois. Yet dozens of care were behold ing similar immodesties in chastest Illinois, and all over the map, thou sands of people, In hundreds of cars, were permitting total strangers to view preparations which have always, hitherto, been reserved for the most intimate and lenall/.od relations. The lxirter was dol'tly transforming the day^-o.-K'h into a narrow lane en tirely surrounded by draperies. liehlnd most c! 1 ht- portieres, llutte.ring In tlUj lights! Iimh'Zc, and perllotislv follow ing t !?.??? liiivty passer-by, homojy lice- w? '> N i:?K tiiacted. Th<- popti latieti ?>'. :v 1 i.ulo town was going to bed . '!'!>?? r iu- putting the:': to sleep v. (Mldrri in a I) iirs. : .. t 'rtrK n.n t:.; T/. \ ? >.:.< i;t 1 '?e f.ir : . : 0 v. ere 1. : - ? ? ' ? ... )..? :l?v pl?- '? ?'? !:'.!? r .-t'l ffig 1. 1 .: t ..Mr eye f ?:* .. . ??: plai:. Kv ;u txpt ' ' 1 ' ? te( t u ' . r- ? - - hands -a . things. \\ onx 1 1 " ? ? ? - lag lo tu 1 1 -v? ? . . : . ? ...Mr*, r. lee v < : '.1 v e ' to ilie other. When Mallory rerun. <? . ; "Snowdrop," h->.; ? v :.s rvetN i'l 1 y the thud of dropping s. !k ic>*.:.d Marjorle being rapidly liiinui:'. . H'<p I'oe'a j)risoner, in a jail of i lost: ^ walls. Sho was unsiio.akahly ill at ease, and by tho irony of custom, tho one person on whom she deponded for pro tection was tho one person whose contiguity was most alarming ? and all for lack of a brief trialogue, with a clergyman, as the tertlum quid. When Mallory's careworn face ap peared ronnd tho edge of the partition now erected between her and the abode of Dr. and Mra. TemplOj Mar jorle shivered ?n*w. and aaked with all anxiety: "Did you find a minister?" Perhaj* the Kecordlng Angel over looked Mallory'a answer: "Not ? damn minister." When he dropped at Marjorle's side the edged away from him, pleading: "Oh, what uball we do?" He anuwered dismally and luef* fectlvely: ** We'll have to go on pr? tending to be ? Just friends." "Hut everybody thinks we're mar> rled." "That's so!" he admitted, with tb? Imbecility of fatigued hope! They sat a while llntenlng to the porter slip ping sheets Into place and thumping pillows Into can em, a few doors down the street. He would be ready for them at any moment. Something most be done, but what? what? CHAPTER XV. A Premature Divorce. ' Suddenly Marjorle'u heart gav? a leap of joy. She vm having another Idea, "Ill tell you, Harry. Well pre tend to quarrel, and then ? " "And then you can leave me In high dudgecm." The ruse struck him as a trifle un convincing. "Don't you think It looka kind of improbable on ? on ? auch an occasion?" Marjorle blushed, and lowered her eyes and her voice: "Can you sug gest anything better?" "No, but?" "Then, we'll have to quarrel, dart ing." He yielded for lack of a better Idea: "All right, beloved. How shall we begin?" Oh close approach, the idea did eeem rather impossible to her. "how could I ever quarrel with you, my love?" ahe cooed. He gazed at her ^ith a rush ol lovely tenderness: MAnd how coiAd ,1 ever speak crossly to you?" "We never shall have a harsh word, ahall we?" she resolved. ''Never!" he seconded. So that resolution passed the house unani mously. They held hands In luxury a while, then she began again: "Still, we must pretend. You utart It, love." "No, you start It," he pleaded. "You ought to." she beamed. "You *cot me Into this mesB." The word slipped out. Mallory started: "Mess! How 1b It iny fault? Good I>ord, are you going to begin chucking it up?" "Well, you must admit, darling," Marjorle urged, "that you've bungled everything pretty badly." It was so undeniable that he could only groan: "And 'I suppose I'll hear of this till my dying day, dearest." Marjorle had a little temper all her own. So she defended ft: "If you are ho afraid of my temper, love, perhaps you'd better call it all off before it's too late." "1 didn't say anything al>out your temper, sweetheart," Mallory insisted. "You did, too, honey. You said I'd chuck this up till your dying day As if I had such a disposition! You can stay here." She rowe to her fbet. He pressed her back with a decisive mo tion. and demanded: "Where are you going?" "I'p iti the baggage car with Snoozleums," she sniffled. "He's the only one that doesn't find fault with me." Mallory was stung to action by this crisis: "Wait," be said lie -leaned out ariii motioned down the alley. "Porter! Wait a moment, darling. Porter! " The porter arrived with a half-fold blanket in his h* rids. am! hi-; usual 1 Yassah ! " V. i him <-Iosi?r. V; llorv mum lib-! rn a ! = >'?'.? !.><?<? ? ! tficle .-m ex i : >; c -r* !. < ?:; t h> ar'.*" The ; -r s ? - : .-<] t.# re t h.fi i ' . . ? t; r . ; ; ? ; I . ; \- \: ; - a ."hid .1 t 1... ' ? i"! : v I... \ i: r:,\ ?? 1 !?? w* n* to : : ' 1 I ! ; : i i . J ; i ;? x x' II xi u (' ? x; r, a a> i wi: ,1 '!.<? 3 1 .'orniat r !:? (Marram shoved nobody as>!^tie,l 1 ? t !,arr.:-' three. i'i! take m;:nbor three.-' said Mala iy. poking money at the porter. At::! still the porter could not under stand. "Now, lomme onderstan' youal!,". bo stammered. "I)oe.s you both move over to numba three,* or does yo' ? yo' lady remain heah, while jest you pre ambulates?" "Just I preambulate, you black bound!" Mallory answered, in a threatening tone. The porter could understand that, at least, and he bristled away with a meek: "Yeseah. Numba three Is yours, Bah." The troubled features of tho baf fled porter cleared up as by magic wbeu be arrived at number three, for tbere be found bis tyrant and tor mentor. tbe EnglUb invader. He remembered bow UMUcMutiy Mr. Wedge wood bad refused to show hi* ticket, bow cocksure be was of bis number, bow be bad teased tbe porter's services as s aort of private nurse, and bad psld no advance roy alties. And now be was sprawled and snor ing majestically among bis many lug gages, like a sleeping lion. Rsnrenge tasted good to J.be bumble porter; U tauted like a candied yajn siuother<?t lu /possum gravy. He emacked bis thick Hp* over tbla revenge. With all the Insolence of a servant in brief authority, he gloated over bis prey, and prodded him awake. Then mur mured with hypocritical deference: "Excuse me, but could I aee yo' ticket for yo' seat?" Certaiuiy uvi! li'o. loo trouble," grumbled the half asleeper. "Confound you!" The p6rter lured him on: *'Is you sbo' you got one?" Wedgewood was wide awake now, and surly aw any Englishman before breakfast: "Of cawae I'm shaw. How dare you?" "Too bad, but I'm 'bleeged to a?K you to gtmme a peek at it." "This is an outrage!" "Yassah, but I Just nachelly got to see it." Wedgewood gathered .himself to gether, and ransacked his many pock eta with Increasing anger, muttering under his breath. At length he pro duced Uie ticket, and thrust It at the porter: "Thah, you Idiot, are you con vinced now?" ?? The porter gazed at the billet with Ill-concealed triumph. "Yaesali. Is convinced," Mr. Wedgewood settled back and closed hia eyes. *Ta con vinced that you lu in the wrong berth!" "Impossible! I won't ..Relieve you!" the Englishman raged, gettlpg to his feet in a fury. "Perhaps you'll believe Mlsta Tick et," the porter chortled. "He says numba ten, and that'B ten across the way and down the road a piece." "This Is outrageous! I decline to move." "You may decline, but you move just the same," the porter said, reacn [ lng out for his various bags and car ryalls. "The train moves and you move with it." Wedgewood stood fast: "You had no right to put me in here lil the first place." The porter disdained to refute this slander. He stumbled down the aisle with the bundles. "It's too bad, it's sutt'nly too bad, but you sholy must come along." Wedgewood fallowed, gesticulating violently. "Here ? wait ? how dare you! And that berth is made up. I iion't want to go' to bed now!"' "Mlsta Ticket says, 'Go to bald! " "Of all the disgusting countries! H?-ih, don't put that thah ? heah^' The porter flung his load anywhere, and absolved himself with a curt, "l's got otha passengers to wait on now. "I shall certainly report you to the, company," the Englishman fumea. "Yassah, I p'sume so." "Have I got to go to bod now? Real ly, I ? " but the i>orter was gone, ana ! the Irate foreigner crawled under his j curtains, fluttering, "I shall write a letter to the London Times about this." To add to his misery, Mrs. Whit- 1 con\b came from the Women's Room, and as she passed him, she proddbd him with one sharp elbow and twisted the corner of her heel into his little toe. Ho thrust his head out with his fiercest, "How dare you!" But Mrs. Whltcomb was fresh from a pro longed encounter with Mrs. Welling ton, and she flung back a venomous glare that sent the Englishman to cover. i The porter reveled in his victory till j he had to dash out to the vestibule J to give vent to hilarious yelps of i laughter. When ho had regained com- i 1 posure, he came back to Mallory, ana i bent over him to say: ' "Yo' berth is empty, sah. Shall 1 make it up?" Mallory nodded, and turned to Mar jorie, with a sad, "Good night, darl ing." The porter rolled his eyes again, and turned away, only to be recalled by Marjorie'rt voice: "Porter, take this old handbag out of here." Tile porter thought of the van quished l.athrop, exiled to the sr.iok lt.K room, and he answered: "That be 1 o !' j? ? to the go nun an what ou:, t hla berth. ' . I'.;" In number one,'' M.sj";* rle in':. :v: . .! , v::h a Queenly g ? ' Tie* ; ? :???;? ye 1 nseekly. :er it a v. ha' ? ? . . 5(1 l.\;pen i.?*\t. )!. .ad r." 1 ?;.t hro;,":-: v '.:g? . t N i:n ??::.?! white : : : . < us, ?' ti'.i Tie , vlled h;::> t ? . .,y; "?id. ] - r t ' ? : . ; n:i> bring i.- ;a y < a:. b.iglf.mr." "Vo v. hat- m if :-.i;?i?" "Our bar.-ib.urs idirt." Mai'-: ex ] !a?Jiid. peevi: Lly. ' 1 ain't seen no handbag: < ' ;? uv^ all: ," the porter protested. ' > i,;: all didn't have no handbags wher. > t i; ;;ot ?on tills cah." Mallory jumped as if be bad been sliot. "Good Lord, I remember! We left 'era in the taxicab!" The porter cast his hands up, and waiked away from the tragedy. Mar* jorio stared at Mallory in horror. "We had bo little timo to catch the train," Mallory stammered. Marjorle ! leaped to her feet: "I'm going up to the baggage car." i "For the dog?" I "For my tru"nk." And now Mallory annihilated her completely, for he gasped: "Our trunks are pontile train ahoad!" ,/ , ? V- ? Marjorie fell buck (or on* moment, then bounded to ber feet with shrill commends: "Porter! Porter! 1 want you to stop this train tbt* minute!" , The porter called back fwn the depths of a berth: "Title train don't atop till tomorrow noon " MarJorle bad strength enough for only one vain protest: "Do you mean to say that I've got to go to Ban Fran cisco in thla walat ? a waist that has seen a whole day in Chicago?" The best Consolation MalJory could offer was companionship In misery. He pushed forward one not too Im maculate ci/ff. "Wei), this Is the only lloen I have." "Don't speak to me," snapped Mar Jorie, beating her heels against the floor. "Hut, my darling!" "Go away and leave me. 1 hate you ! " Mai lory rose up. and stumbling down trie aincr, plounced Into berth number three, an allegory of despair. About thiti time, Little Jlmmle Well ington, having completed more or less chaotic preparations for sleep, found that ho had put on his pyjamas blhd slde foremost. After vain efforts to whirl round quickly and get at his own back, he put out a frowsy head and called for help. "Say, Porter, Porter!" "I'm still on the train," answered the porter, coming Into view. "You'l^have to hook me up." The porter rendered what aid and correction he could in Wellington's hippopotamino toilet. Wellington was Just wide enough uwake to <jiscern the undisturbed bridal-chamber. He whined: "Say, porter, that rice-trap. Arent they going to flop the rice-trap?" The porter shook his head sadly. "Don't look like that flopper's a'goln to flip. That dog-on bridal couple is done divorced a'ready!" CHAPTER XVI. Good Night, All! The car was settling gradually Into peace. Hut there was still some mur mur and drowsy energy. Shoes con tinued to drop, heads to bump against upper berths, the bell to ring now and then, and ring again and again. The porter paid little heed to it; be was busy making up number live (Ira Lathrop's berth) for Marjorie, who was making what preparations she could for her trousseaulcss, hus bandless, dogless first night out. Finally the Englishman, who had aU most rung the bell dry of electricity, shoved from his berth his Indignant and undignified head. Once more the car resounded with the cry of "Paw tah! Pawtah!" The porter moved up with notice able deliberation. "Did you ring, sab?" "Did I ring! Paw-tah, you may draw my tub at eight-thutty in the mawning." "Drfiw yo' ? what, sah?" the porter gasped. "My tub." "Ba-ath tub?" "Hahtb tub." "Dawdy, man. Is you allowin' to take a bn-ath in the mawnln'?" , "Of course I am." "Didn't you have one befo' you etahted ?" "Hoy dare you! Of cawse I did." "Well, that's all you git." "Do you mean to tell me that there Is no tub on this beastly train?" Wedge wood almost fell out of bed with the shock of this news. "We do not carry tubs ? no, sail. There's a lot of tubs in San Fran cisco, though." "No tub on this train for four days! " Wedgewood sighed "But whatever does one do in the meanwhile?" "One just waits. Yassah, one and | all waits.'' "It's ghahstly, that's what it is, J ghahstly." "Yassah," said the porter, and mumbled as he walked away, "but the weather is gettin' oooler." He finished preparing Marjorie's bunk, and was just suggesting that i Mallory retreat to the smoking room while number ttiree was made up, when there was a commotion in the corridor, and a man in checked over alls dashed into tho car. His ear was slightly red. and ho held at arm's length, as if it were a venomous monster, Snaozleums. And he yelled : "Say, whose durn dog is this? He bit two men, and he makes so much noise we can't sleep In the baggage car." Mnrjorie went Eying down the aisle to .reclaim her lost lamb in wolf's clothing, and Snoozleums, the returned prodigal. yelped and leaped, and told her all abo;:t tho indignities he bad been subjected to. a:ul_ his valiant struggle for liberty. Marj-u-ie. seeing on! y Snoozloums, stepped into the !:i'n! berth number one. and paid n<? heed to tho dangling ribbons. Mallory. eager to "restoro himself to her love by loving her dog, crowded < loser to hi r side, making a hypocritical :.do over the pup. Everybody was popping his or her face out to learn the cause of such clamor. Among the, bodiless heads suspenctod along the curtains, like Dyak trophies, appeared the great mask of Little Jlmtule Wellington. He had been unable to sleep for mourn ing the wanton waste of that lovely rice-trap. When he peered forth, his eyes hardly believed themselves. The elusive bride and groom were actu ally In tho Hmp ? the hen pheasairT and the chanticleer. But the net did not fall. He waited to see them alt down, and spring the infernal ma chine. But they would not alt. In fact, Marjorle was muttering to Harry ? tenderly, now, since he had won bar back toy hit efforts to con sols Snoot tou me ? she was muttering ti'i' . tenderly: "We must not be seen together, honey, Oo away, I'll see you t& tbe moral ng," Aud Mel lory wan say lug with bit terest resignation: "Good night ? my friend." And tbey were abating bandit! This incredible bridal couple wa? shaking bands w lib itself ? disintegrating f Tben Wellington determined to do at least bit; duty by tbe sacred rites. The gaping passengers saw what was probably tbe largest pair of pa> lamas In Chicago. Tbey saw Little Jiminie, smothering back his giggles like a schoolboy, tiptoe from bis bertb, enter the next berth, brushing the porter aside, climb on tbe seat, and clutch the ribbon that pulled the stopper from the trap. Down upon the unsuspecting eiop- i era came tbla miraculous cloudburst of ironical rice, and with it came Lit tle Jlmmle Wellington, who lost what little balance he bad, and catapulted Into their midst like the offspring or an iceberg It was at thin moment that Mrs. Wellington, hearing the loud cries of the panic-stricken Marjorle, rushed fropi the Women's Room, absent-mind edly combing a totally detached sec tion of l)er hair. She recognized fa miliar pyjamas waving in air, and with one faint gasp: "Jlmmle! on this train!" she swooned away. 8he woyld have fallen, but seelug that iu>>one paid any attention to her, sbe recov ered consciousness on her own hook, and vanished into her berth, to medi tate on the whys and wherefores of her husband's presence in this car. Dr. Temple In a nightgowu and trousers; Kogor Ashton, in a collar lees estate, and the porter, managed to extricate Mr. Wellington from his plight, and stow him away, though it was like putting a whale to bed. Mallory, seeing that Marjorle had fled, vented his wild rage against fate k in general, and rice traps In partl^i}, lar, by tearing the bridal bungalow to pieces, and then he stalked into the smoking room, where Ira Lathrop, homeless and dispossessed, was sound asleep, with his feet in the chair. ? He was dreaming that he was a I boy in Urattleboro, the "worst boy In Hrattleboro, trying to get up the cour age to spark pretty Anne Uattle, and throwing rocks at the best boy In town, Charlie Selby, who was always at her side. The porter woke Ira, an hour later, and escorted him to the late bridal section! Marjorle had fled with her dog, as soon as she could grope her way through the deluge of rice. She hop ped into her berth, and spent an hour trying to clear her hair of the mul titudinous grains. And as for Snoozle ums, his thick wool was so be-rlc^d that for two days, whenever he sbooK himself, he snew. Eventually, the car quieted, anc^ nothing wag heard hut the rumhle and cilck of the wheels on the rails, the oreak of timbers, and the frog-like chorus of a few well-trained snorers. ? As the i>orter wajf turning down the last of the lights, la rumpled pate waa thrust from the stateroom, and the luscious-eyed man whispered: "Porter, what time did you say we crossed the Iowa state line?" "Two fifty-live a. in." From within the stateroom came a deep Bigh, then with a dismal groan: "Call me at two fifty-five a. m.," the door was closed. Poor Mallory, pyjamaless and night shirtless, lay propped up on his pil lows, staring out of the window at the swiftly shifting night scene. The state of Illinois was being pulled out from under the train like a dark rug. Farmhouses gleamed or dreamed larapless. The moonlight rippled on endlees seas of wheat and Indian corn. Little towns slid hp and away. Large towns rolled forward, and were left behind. Ponds, marshes, brooks, pastures, thickets and great gloomy groves flowed past as on a river. I3ut the same stars and the moon seemed to accompany the train. If the flying witness hail been less heavy of heart, ho would have found the reeling scene full of grace and night beauty. But he could not see any charm in all the world, except his tantalizing other I self, from whom a great chasm seemed to divide him, though she was : only two windows away. ' He had not yet fallen asleep, and I he was still pondering how to attain his unmarried, unmarriablo bride, 1 when the train rolled out in air at>ove i a great wide river, very noble under ; tho stars lio knew it for the Mis ! sissippi. lie heard a faint knocking j on a door at tne other end of the car. I He heard .sounds as of kisses, and then somebody tiptoed along the aislo stealthily. IV did not know that an other bridegroom was being separated from his bride because thoy were too ; much mn*rled. Somewhere in Iowa he fell asleep. hi-: co.\T!Nn:i)) Tho : i) .* i e.'ilJnjr, th< n dt ve'o;,.T> ? ? ' < T ' li o aniny. t f)!M? ; . I /e | r.tifii.' : ,1 tho I . In tho ! ? tor ( oir.pe j tftlou Ms* ik'l1 it-, 'sonT-rirrr^ if not j al\v;> vp, rwt'.mf'l with sir nil veins of I fiit which are di!uhd by.cookliiR into j tough 'ic nco, tho range-fed j steer. rot nur?o(! into prom'nence, af fords the bottor steak or roast "Remember oach of you that the chanco for heroic, endeavor of a rath er spectacular kind does not often count; that the man who really counts In this life Is not the man. who thinks how well ho could do some bit of heroism If the chance arose, hut the soaawho actually does the humdrum, workaday, every-day duties as those The Wan That Counts ^iUUTOttX HAILWay* Hrliwlulr KIfuUvt jj_ 1 May aau>., tei*. "*i Train No* 118 ? Leave Col**,* 6 a. m., t>?ave Ktagritte 6 5o ? arrive Camden $.20 a. toi rj Lancaster 1 0<t)5 a. in , arrive j/r I. Ill} 1 1.10 a. w . dally " Train No. 114 ? Leave Ko< v \i 1.00 P- u?., arrive Lancaau,r 2 0J in., arrive Camden 3.4 0 p ^ * rive KinKvUle 6.05 y. m., aril*; J lumbla e.00 p. in. Train# 117 and 11H between f lumbla and Yorkvllle win be <1 a ted dally Inatead of anily J! Sunday a# heretofore.4 Train 141 l??ve KluKvlite i? arrive Sumter Junction 9 1* 1., arrive Sumter 10. H a. n* Train 140 leave Sumter $ jo u, arrive Sumter Junction 7.i6 arrlvu Klngvllle 7.36 a. nj Train 143 leave Suiuter Jn^ 4 56 p> m., arrive Sumter 5.H ^ Tralu 142 leave Sumter jw in., arrive Sumter Junction ui m. Train m, tin 111 leave Columbia m , leave KingvlUe 4.85 b i m Camden 6.57 i>. iQ.f Lancaster 7.48 p. m., arrive ilm Hill 8.55 p. m., leave Kock Hill |] p. m., arrive Yorkviiu- <j.4o *J daily. Train 118 leave Yorkville e.S? m., arrive Hock Hill 7.25 a. i leave Hock Hill 7.35 a. m., arm l^aucaater '8.31 a. m., arrive (2 den 10.05 a. in., arrive KingviliAi 3 0 a. m., arrive Columbia 12.25 m., dally. Train 113 leave Hock 111115.^, m., arrive Yorkville 5.36 p. m.,* rive Blacksburg 6.*40 p. in., ie?i Blacksburg 7.00 p. n\., arrive V rlon, N. t2., 10.06 p. in. Train 114 leave Marion N. C., j 16 a. m? arriive lilackuburg |J a. m., leave . Blacksburg 9.05 a. ? leave Yorkville 10.07 a. m.( ant Rock Hill 10.45 a. in. Effective Monday, June 3rd Train No. 3 leave Columbia U.j p. in., arrive Spartanburg 3.45 in., arrive Hendersonville 6.00 a.| arrive Asheville 7.00 a. m. Train No. 4 leave Asheville p. m., Teave Hendersonville 3.10 111. r leave Spartanburg 5.25- P1 arrive Columbia 9.25 p. m. The Charleston-Ashovllle-WayBi ville Pullman Bleeping car will handled on traina, ? ? leavi. Charleston Train 11 at 5.15 p. 1 arrive WayneaVille 10 a. m. Lea Waynesville 12.05 p. m., arrive Charleston 8.1 5 . m. Teachers' Scholarship In Uie Ul versity of Houtli Carolina. ? ? ? The University ot South Carols offers a teachers' scholarship one young man in each county. T| scholarship is worth $100 iu moiw and exemption from feeB. t- The examination for entrance ( i the University as well as tor U I teachers' scholarship will be held | the county sea^ on Friday, July II at 9 o'clock. >3 Besidoti regular college work, til University offers courses in Lii Engineering and Mompierco and I nance. The health and morals of the afi dents are the first care. Enrol! ment 4 43 students. Many iraproi ments next session. For catak write to S. C. Mitchell, Preside Columbia, S. C. Lot us <lo your .Job Printing. I J. T. Burdell Surveyor and* Engineer Camden, S. C. W. K. TAVEt CIVI?j ENGINEER / *?'' and LAND SURVEYOR Office over IJank of Sumter SUMTEH, * S. C. I Repair Work We have just installed in our shop one of largest and finest lathes' ever brought to Camaro and are now prepared to do any kind of repaid work on engines and ma* chipery of all kinds, W. 0. 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