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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
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eye f ?:* .. . ??:
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txpt ' ' 1 ' ?
te( t u ' . r- ? - -
hands -a .
things.
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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
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: : ' 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.
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dt ve'o;,.T> ? ?
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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. May, who has Hflj
years of experience in thi*
kind of work, is with U?
and he will be glad to
have his friends to call <
him. ? : ?
N. R, Gooda