The Camden chronicle. (Camden, S.C.) 1888-1981, December 22, 1916, Image 19
WO A HOMESTEAD.
LgMCtfre houiobtoMdtun are ?pn.
tj bjr tlj<* federal government t<?
Lo*tt> that (hoy bare informed
' and nimfj.
0( the character and qua ft
^ '-MtrcjjXgHj
if
tifcr dedw to enter.
... ISHilfa IwtnllWlfiMld
?f tho ????" ' ? - -
Ifiwrll/ tl?o law limits boimtitead
p;<> u eres. but this may in
CJy #jrctC<le<l under some eircum
I tyi sctt vni.-nt la lullluted through
1^0,1 act of the settler in plftc
lUui'fvvi'Uient* UPOII the land ortfr
t. hi?<> residence thoreou.
pr<vhlblttHl froiu homestead en
L are pereoua who have already
IL entries, except under special con
IV .farej>;u l?oru who have uot de^
E| tbelr Intentions to became hat-'
rn^d: tb ono owning mure than 100
tlB tbe United States and. In gen
Fper?on? imiler twenty-one who are
? fctdi of families. A person serv
Kin the army <>r the navy may make
Lieetesd' entry if omu# other mem
K^f his in mil v Is reelding on the
applied for. i
Eoueatead entries are made by pr?
Ein fta the litml office of the district
Erbicb tbe lands are situated an ap-,
Ltloa properly prepared on the pro
Kbed blank forms, wbich must be ex
Erf not mow Mia ii ton days befbre Its
|| gjtsldence must be established
CTthe tract wltliln six months after
ft dite of entry, tin loss an extension
Bftmo to allowed, and must be main
Ed for three years, although ab
I o for a portion or portions of each
K|t allowable for not more than
K periods. ii;-:'i r;::itilMr as HHK ll us
E months, upon proper notice to tbe
El office of ?lcpa rtu re and return.
?Miration of tbe land Is required
B three years. During the second
Kr not less than one-sixteenth of the
K wiibt bo actually cultivated.
Efcb Increases afterward until final
Ewftooneclffhtti.
?There are at present more than 254,
IftOOO acres of unappropriated and
Inpserved lands in the United States
Ibjcct toenU*.?. exclusive of the terrl
Irv of Alaska, which has 15.000.000
fm-Thoiuas P. I.ogan In Leslie's.
MAKE QUICK DECISIONS.
jfong to Waste Valuable Time Over
Trifling Problems.
[There are some folks in this world
ho never appear to be able to come
>i decision on any issue, either big of
0a They are constantly harassed
doubt and the fear that they will
tto the mistake of picking up some- I
hiR by the wrong handle. They
.end their lives sitting astride the
frence because they lack the courage to
et down on either side of it They
?ire to propitiate everybody and
pleaw nobody .
? 8trnppinR big man chasing bacfc
d forth between t lie hat counter and
i0 mirror on tho wall In the agony of
kmbfand despair over the momentous
estlon us to whether he ought, to
rchase n straw lid with a red band
it or bine!
Sympathy poes out to the woman
h? for weeks [K>rplexes her pretty
d orer the problems as to whether
will have her new gown cut ob*
nely or on the bias. In the end she
It cut scalloped, and every time she
Mrs It her regret is that sbef didn't
ve It made severely plain.
If your processes of decision are go
to halt and buck and stall over the
of a hatband or the cat of a
how can you hope to decide the
lly serious problems of Ufe? Bless
to he who can marshal his wits In
lm Judgment then decide whether he
8tay on this side, or cross over and
the bridge behind him. %
Rather than dilly-dally and shBIy* j
7 throuph life, you had better, in
Interests of strengthening your
I fiber, make a, mistake by a quick j
Bcfeion now and then. Focus the ben
^dsment of which you are capable on
question at Issue, then take your
and hold your ground.? Boston
Odd Coronation Ceremony.
to the old tlnie ceremony of corona
_? la Abyssinia there was one most
?tfuresque incident. Noble maids held
?frtmson cord In front of the church
??r. and the king, approaching on
?fieback, cried successively** am
m?t tin*, the king of Ethiopia 1" "1
your king, tbe king of Israel!" But
tfr la repudiated him. Then bf
"I am yoar king, t|l king, o t
?on!" tea cdt the string with' bis
white the damsels cried* "It is
?truth; you are our king!" and ac
yy blm with ballelnjatusa^liondoa
? Such Paopla!
m x<* Jlbwaya want to borrow oar
^tonight"
* ?dtnlre their nerve."
? ?n haven't heard tbe worst"
Kfiir
also want to know if Wl*d
their pasting a label oyer our
b008??-"? Birmingham Age- Herald
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E Busy Enoufrft.
m Playwright? if that manager
<?nly bad more time he would have
*n ??e all the i*fe objects in bis
ur_ ? Second Play Wright? Was he
busy? i^rst Playwright-Just
t0 show me tho door and
W*** else.? Pnck.
* Hla 8alfish State. ,
n there -W]
oo divorces.**
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Cotter
By
Louise Hkilgers
(Copyright)
T
lllfl bells were rlutf
lug, for It was
Chrlfrtums day: Out
the fro
y.eu 'path a roblu
hopped, the * sky
was clear, cold and
blue. The tull
oh r y uuuthwaiuiim
which fringed the lawn stood stiffly
ait attention like sentinels. A pale De
cember sun lay like a ghost upon the
grass.
But Miss Etnmeline Barton, staring
idly out of the window, had no eyo for
the beauty ofr it all. Because it was
Christinas day, she was dressed iu lav
ender silk and her mother^ rings
sparkled coldly upon her Angers. The
orthodox holly and mistletoe were
scattered in vases and behlud picture
frames about the room. Miss Emme
llne herself had but recently returned
from early morning service In the lit
tle church, tucked coally away in the
churchyard.
But df the "Christmas peace and
beauty there was no trace in Miss
Emmellne's heart. Instead, she no
ticed, with annoyance, as she stared
ont of the window, that some of the
shrubs wanted cutting and that one of
the- gardeners had left a pair of shears
on the ground.
How insistently the call of the bells
came. "Be happy I Be happy I Be
happy J" they seemed to say as d
friendly wind carried their message
far and wide. With an impatient
movement Miss Emmellne turned from
the window. , As she did so her glance
fell on the morntng mall, lying, as was
customary, awaiting her attention In a
neat pile on her desk.
? A disdainful smile cprved her lips
as her long thin fingers turned over
the envelope. Then suddenly her face
changed. It was as if a summer wind
had bloyn* a little pink into its cold
ness ? for a moment only. The old
| frosty look came back into her face
as she ripped open the envelope. Two
letters fell from it Into her lap. One
--sealed, th^rther^-foMctl-ptoce of note
paper. Miss Emmellne picked up the
open letter without glancing at the
sealed one. In her heart she said cold
ly: "From his wife, I suppose."
"Dear Aunt Emmellne," her nephew
wrote, In his big sprawJlng handwrlt
expgctTOtr wilt-brrnwfully wild
at ray writing to you after your hav
ing told me you never wished to hear
from me again, but I am merely send
ing along the Inclosed. And I thought,
with the explanation about it, you
might forgive a Christmas wish or two
slipping in as well.
j "Here Is the explanation. You know
Anne and I are living now in your old
home. It is such a beautiful old house,
by the way ? Anne simply dotes on the
spindle-legged furniture in the draw
ing room, but I had to have some re
pairs done. The roof leaked, inci
dentally, and the dragons on the ball
Th# Sun Dsnoed Merrily Upon Its
8blny 8urface as She Read. /
? V - , ??? ' ,
? j. - < j ? .? . ' ? , . , .
paper made me fee! like a fit ^eorge
Whenever I looked at them. TK? work
men were doing something to the let
ter beat when they found the letter I
am sending you. Ton know what- an
afctiedlluvian affair the box was. One
of the panels was loose and the letter
In some amazing way had slipped he
hind It It looks a bit yellow, and no
wonder, considering the time It must
hare been there. Anne will persist'
the address Is in her fathers hand
writing, but I told her it Is nonsense.
I don't believe you ever met the old
chap."
Miss Eramelineread no farther. With
trembling hands she picked up the sec
ond letter. Two little spots flared sud
denly in her cheeks as she stated at
the envelope. Yes, it was the hand
writing of the man she loved that
stared bade at her. She had not cried
for 'years, but now ahe felt the sharp
sting of tears behind her eyelids. The
brassy dang of bells turned suddenly
the droning of bees. She wae walk
ing las garden, a spring garden, gold
en with daffodils and sunshine snd
youth, with a man young and dark,
mm she was young and fair;, a little
snviim rau bubbling at tlu> ?M of thf
grihhn, *
it \.:.s in ,t horg he ttfld talren to
TirtcrtnrinFms ami kissed h?r iwlftly,
und Miss ftuuuellne's soul had drowpyd
In tho kiss, UN the shadows of the bud
ding trees overhead -drowned In the
water of tho it ream. He h?'d np< Hen
no wont. There hud been no >'me. In
terruption *?v ether* hud followed tin
mediately 01 M?e kiss, hut us they sep
arated ho said to her: "Tonight.**
Aud the night hud com?, dressing
the April sky to pah) stars, und Miss
ICtpiuellne in satin und pearls. But
the tun n himself never came* She hud
noya^ seen or heard f{Oin him agulu.
Indirectly she learned froui village gos
sip that he hud been culled to town,
hut froiu him there had come no mes
sage out of the void.
Tho days crept Into months and
lengthened luto years, niouey come to
Miss Kmmellue, and a spacious house
and friends in plenty* It was only
lovo that had passed her by. Tho,
eager, happy girl turned Into the cold;
hard woman. Ono day, she learued
from uu announcement in the papers
that he hud married ? years after
wards from the same source, that he
was dead. And only n few months be
fore her nephew, the one human being
in the world upou whom she had lav
ished what affection she had left tn
her to give, had married the daugh
ter of the man who had won her heart
one spring day and thrown it away
as carelessly as he might have flung
away a faded flower from his coat.
Rut had he? Was it possible that,
after all, they had been separutcd not
by his indifference, but by somo awful
The Christmas Peace Stole Into Miss
Emmellne's, W ea rt.
mistake? Had fate Intervened, po
licemanlike, and diverted the traffic of
their fives Into separate turnings? Had
ho ? Miss Emmellne's breath caught lnN
her throat with a queer little spasm ?
. really loved- -1w+f, after -aHfc- A - mist .
loomed up before her as the envelope
fell away from the sheet Then the
mist cleared and the sun danced mer- 1
rily upon its shiny surface as she read :
"My Dearest: I have no right to
call you this yet, but I am hoping that
you will give me the right by return
mail, for I am in town, Emmellne, sud- j
denly called there by most pressing
.and urgent business. I had no time
to write and explain before I left yes
terday. I am afraid you must have
thought my absence In the evening
.strange, but if you love me, dear, you
will forgive me. Love, you will find,
is mostly that ? forgiveness. But do
you love me, Emmellne? JjThat Is the
question I want above all others to
have answered. Had I leisure I would
write you words that, like faith, could
remove mountains of opposition and
compel love, but this business presses
so hardly on me at the moment thut
it is with difficulty I have snatched the
time to write even these few words.
* "But, whether or not you love me,
believe me that I am ever your devoted
lover.
"Ralph."
The letter slipped from Miss Emme
llne's hand with a tittle rustling sound
as of protest as tt met the stiff silk of
her gown. Emmellne, white-haired,
sedately garbed, as she was, was in
the arms of her lover. What matter If
the man who wrote these' magic words
were dead, and that it was Christmas
instead of spring? At last she need
be ashamed of her love no longer, she
could bring it forth, a- thing of joy,
into the sunshine of her thoughts. He
had returned her love. He had want
ed her. She had been the desire of his
youth.
Miss Emmel|nerose proudly from
her chair. She trailed her Skirt across
the room with the air of a queen.
When/the butter answered herring, she
spokO Imperiously:
"Barnes, I want this telegram sent
at once. Also please tell Mrs. Tates
that I am expecting my nephew and
his wife at any moment, and that I
wish rooms to he preparedfor them
immediately." -
When the man had left the room
again. Mis? Emmellne walked across
to tno long Preach window, and, smil
ing ^happily, thrtw it open* She was
anxious now to I^ear the bells. All the
bitterness of many years had melted
from her heart, as snow melts In the
sun. She could meet Walter^ wife
^no^r. without hate, nay with eagerness,
Walter's wife, who might have been
her own child. She <frew a deep breath
as the bitter-sweet scent of the chrys
anthemums came Into the room on a
rush of cold air. It was a good world
after all.
The Chrlstmas peace stole Into Miss
Emmellne's heart as^ihe looked npoa
?the whiteness of the hills. The bells
still ran- loudly, for It was Christmas
day and the Christ child walked^ about
ft happy wlsU r world.
Santa wants to leave
i A
a Victrola
at your home *
? .
this Christmas
Vklmk
IV. $15
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hero
This store is Santa's Victrola Headquarters. The old gentleman is firmly convinced that
every home should have a Victrola, and we agree with him. So if you'll come in and select
the Victrola you want, we'll pass the good word to Santa and have him stop around at your
houye on Christmas Eve with the exact instrument of your choice.
You can get a Victrola at $15, $25, $.40, $*>0, $75, $100, $150, $21)^ or $300 u suit your
taste und need. ' ^ .
And no matter which you get. from the smallest to the largest, it is always the supreme
musical instrument of the world, anxl it brinjs you the true art of the world's greatest singerat
musician i, c^mcdiam, b^nd.? and prcSc^traa.
And if Chri~troc..s sh rr^r* h~3 ^ "t ?o much" f.?r your , ro I ' k you fee! tho
need of eutjy--t-e-4rt-jr ? ->? : ? , ~f ? ) j u^t menpnn rhcr "matter ' To V: . and you can
get your VictWr. z~d crvjv>y it without i'.:c inccnvcnicnce on tho "mo nvy end
SANTA ALSO WANTS TO LEAVE SOME OF THESE RECORDS AT YOUR HOME
Title No. Size
From The Land of The Sky Blue Water (Alma Gluck) -(>4480 10 .
Santa Lucia (George Hnlmin ) ..s (U531 JO
Where The River Shandon Flows (John MeCormick)
Because (Guy D'Hhardelet) (John McCormick)
Silver Threads Among The Gold (Maud Powell)
v. 64311 ? 10
.7 64480 .... r. 10
64459 10
Berceuse (Frits Kriseler) > 64319 JO
Traumerei (Reverie) (Mischa Elman) (>4197 10
Molly on the Shore- ? Irish Reel (Maud Powell 64611 ........ 10
Souvenir (Maud Powell)..,..... 64074 10
In a Gondola (Mischa Elman) 64530 10
Rondino (Mischa Elman) ...r 64574 10
Who Kno^vs (John McCormack) 64424 10
Thy Bearding Eyes (Sophie Breslau) 64470 10
Rosalie Waltz, McKee's Orchestra 35481 B
Peritia Waltz
Music Box Rag, Victor Band. ....... v. ...... 85429 ........ A
Chinatown. My Chinatown ?
Around The Map, Victor Band
Very Good Eddie
'35528 A
Price
$1.00
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$1.00
$1.00
$1.00
$1.00
$1.00
$1.00
$1.00
$1.00
$1.00
$1.00
$1,00
$1.25
$1.25
$1.25
the Double Ea;
The above records are a few of the many we have in stock.
Come in and we wfll gladly play any music you like best.
r *
When looking for a Christmas Gift, think of Victor Recodrs.
? 1 Hfi
The Waltfc We Love
Underneath The Star9
Pretty Baby, Victor Dance Orchestra y * i. 35523 H
- Theres A^ittle Bit of Bad in Every Good Little 35589 B
Gems From "Flora Belle", Victor Light Opera Company ! 35592 A
Gems From "Miss Springtime
Cecile Waltz, Castle Hou?e Orchestra A : 35373->.. A
Esmeralda Waltz ? *
My Little Girl, Conway's Band 35495 B
Down In Bom Bom Bay
Songs of The Night, Victor Dance Orchestra 35593
F6x Favorites
Blue Paradise, One Step, Conways Band 35502
Miss. Vixen, Fox Trot
Blue Waves Waltz, Royal Marimba Band ? 35565
Thousand and One Nights Waltz
A Little Bit of Heaven, Victor Band 35522
Molly Dear, It's You I'm After
The Girl From Brazil, Victor Band 35591 ....
i Flora Belle One Step ^
Memories From Home, Neapolitan Trio 35196
Loves Old Sweet Song 1
Stai* And Stripes Forever, March
Under the Double Eagle, March
Stars And ^tripes Forever, March, Sousa Band 85286 A .... $1*25
Salvonic Dance ( Do vorak, Vessallas Italian Band 35507 ...... $1.25
Tales of Hoffman (Barcarolle) ' '
Youth and Beauty Waltz, Mc Kee's Orchestra 35526 $1.26
Riverside Bells Waltz
$1.25
$1.25
$1.25
$1.25
$1.25
$1.25
$1.25
$1.25
$1.25
$1.25
. ? -- v
Old Homestead Fox Trot, Victor Band 35411 ...
" ? , <v
Pryor Fox Trot < j
She is the Sunshine of Virginia, Victor Band 85587 ...
The Big Show One Step
Blue Danube, Waltz, Royal Marimba fiond 35564 .... .... $1.26
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|_ Southern Roses Waltz
Light Cavalry Overture, Pietro Dei^o... 35367 ?... $1.25
Bigoletto Quartet
? 4 ? ? ? ? n , . ? .?* 1 - ^ q Otf02A ft
Working on The Farm, Gulden & Hughes '..Ll 35260 7::; .: Yvr1:::. $1
Minstrel* ~r~>r ? v-r~? r
s From "In a Persian Garden part 1, Victor Company 35441
From "In a Persian Garden. Part 2.
March, Sousas Band 85286 $1 .25