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“Martha,” caid Fanner Holt doo •renlng to bla wife when the wma wuhlnf the dUbee, “John Coroj waa talkin’ to me tbia afternoon. He aaya he wanta to git married.” "Well, why don’t heT” “He aaya there ain’t no one to marry." “There'a lota o’ wlnunln would like to get John. He’a paaaed out o’ onaartln youth Into ahore middle age. He’a got a good farm, and If a well atocked, and he haln’t got nO bad hablta fixed on to him. I could name half a dozen gala about yere that would be glad to get him.” “He aaya he couldn't make up bla mind to do the courtin’." “What’a be want to do any courtin’ fort Courtin'* for younkera. Johns too old for that, and If be marries a woman of suitable age—some'rs about thirty—1 reckon she won't set store by the courtin’ part of It neither.” “How can a man get married without doin’ any courtin'?” “He kin Jist ask the woman be wants to marry, and If abe aaya yes they kin be married.” “But John says be don't know any particular woman be wants to marry.” Mra. Holt finished doing her dlsbea. put them away and, taking up a has ket of stockings, began to darn them. Her husband turned to the Farmer s Helper and began to read. “I’m thlnkln',” said tbe wife, whose mind bad got set op tbs matrimonial question, “that Handy Sellers would be about what John wants. She's a first rate cook and keeps tbs bouse lookin' neat and clean all the Urns. Sbe'a al ways workln' at somethin'.” “Reckon bar father and mother need her.” “There's tbe younger slater, Susan. 8be could take Handy's place. Besides, a gal has got to look out for a home of her own.” “How d’ye know Handy would bars John?” “Humph! She'd Jump at the chance. The farmer turned to hie paper. Ho waa mors Intsreeted In an article on the feeding of hogs than In presiding John Corey with a wife But tbe Idea of making the poor aua comfortable and obtaining at the same time a boms for Handy Sellers had got Into Hra Hoil's bead, and she couldn't get It out Hlae Seller* oecnptod the adjoining farm to the Holts, end presently leer lag her bus bend Immersed In tbe bog feeding problem tbe good woman slip pod out and Interrlawed Handy, tell ing ber thi^ John Corey wanted e wife 8be did not ask Handy If sbs would Ilka tbs position; aba almply stated the fact But a few days later when Hnn dy asked If John bad got a wife yet Mrs Holt suggested that Handy would be about the kind of wlfs be ebould bare Handy simpered and said be “wouldn't look at her." One day John waa at work at tbe cider preea when be beard Mra. Holt call him from tbe road. He went to ber, aad abe spent half an hour ques tioning him about tbe treatment of cows and chickens and other matters pertaining to tbe farm. Just aa she waa about to depart abe suid; "By tbe bye. Mr. Corey, bare you seen Handy Sellers lately f’ “No, Mra. Holt, 1 batn't seen none o’ tbe Sellers family In Nome time.” “Fine gal. Maudy." “Think aor "Good cook; knows all about a farm and specially good at dairy work.” “1 want to know!” “I wonder why some of the unmar ried men about yere hasn't picked Man- dy up She's gettln' on past tbe age for tbs young fellers, and there’s not many middle aged men la these parts that haven't wives.” “Beckon I'm about the only one o' that kind." “If you're wantin’ a wife you couldn't do better than marry Handy." “La* sakes, Mrs. Holt! Handy Sel lers wouldn’t marry me. Besides, she’s wanted at the Sellers farm. She a’most runs It" “Don't you believe that. Handy would like a home aa well as any gal 1 know.” Mrs. Holt being a diplomat went no further at the time. She bad sowed tbe seed both in the breast of Miss Sellers and Mr. Corey and was dls- posed to give It time to germinate. By. a skillful manipulation of tbe par- . ties sbs finally got them together. John Proposed, was accepted, and in due time tbe pair were married. Now, John Corey was not a pliable man even in youth, and. having come to middle age, bla will was hardening like bla bones add cartilage. Aa for Handy, she was a methodical person who preferred to do such work as a woman Is expected to do In her own wayr Thus when he saw her doing things In a different way from what he to doing them he de- Handy had kept the paren ts spick and span. Bar father accustomed on coming into after bla day’s work was to pot on a pair of slippers; truMiad In his maddy boots all the boose. Bar father did not *' • ’ ’It* «■ ■ Fanner Holt changed the subject. “Waal, Mrs. Holt. It would be well enough If John bad any respect for the looks o' the bouse. He’a lived alone so long that bis borne Isn’t any more to him than bla barn." When Hr. and Mrs. Holt compared notes It became apparent to them that if the Corey family continued as they had begun they wdhld not bang togeth er long. Hr. Holt accused his wife ot having been too active In making the match, and Hra. Holt retorted by ask ing him who started tbe. matter. Since be had done so In reporting to her that John Corey wanted a wife he pursued tbe argument no fipther. Hatters In tbe Corey family went from bad to worse. Whenever John met Fanner Holt he abused him for making a match for him with the “con- aarnedeet woman In tha world." When Hra. Corey met Hra. Holt ah# rued the day when she bad left a good homo to keep house for a man who waa so set In bla waya that an ox team cpuldn’t more him. Tbe recitals of family dlifi- , cultles were from time to time poured into Farmer Holt’s ears by John Corey and into Mrs. Holt's ears by Mrs. Corey. Now and again tbe Holts were reminded that they bad made tbe match. John said be didn’t blame Holt for bis share In tying him up with a virago, but this did not cause the latter to feel especially wall satis fied with himself for having dons so. Mra. Corey did not beeltate to throw all tbe blame for her “mistake” on Mrs. Holt in Urns these vituperations became so marked that tbe Holts concluded that they must do something to stop them. Tbe only thing they could tblnk of was to apologias for having Inter fered to bring tbs couple together. One evening after Mra. Holt bad cleared tbe supper table and done tbe dlsbea they walked over to the Corey farm to carry out their Intention. They found Mr. and Hra. Corey at boms, and tbe couple, not having had any rea son to quarrel with each other, re ceived their guests. If not with cordi ality, at least with common dvlllty Tbs visitors talked for a time about tbs crops, what they wars going to put Into tbs ground for tbs ne>xt year and other ordinary matters. Presently Mrs. -Holt looked knowingly at bar bus band, who, nerving himself for an effort after clearing his throat enM; “I want to say to you people that tbs blame for tbs mis take that baa been mads la all on me. I mentioned to my wife that Jobn wanted to get married, and abe reckoned that yon two might be a help to each other. I didn’t know that John wasn’t wed to bavin* a clean bouts end"— “I didn’t know,” Interrupted Hra. Holt “that Handy would make a fuss every time there was a bit o’ dirt left on a rag carpet" “Air you statin’ this case or IT nak ed Fanner Holt severely. “Look a-bere," said Hr. Corey, bris tling. “Wbat do you people mean by cornin' yere to Interfere between tnan and wife?” “Ain't you got nothin’ better to do than that?" asked lira. Corey tempes tuously. “We JIM wanted to apologize foe wbat we done In brtngin' you two to gether, aecln' that you both mads a mistake In puttin' on double harness.” “Who’s made a mistake?" growled Corey. "There hasn't been' any mistake," cried bla w ife. Mr* Holt was so Indignant at this denial of wbat had been poured Into ber ears and ber husband’s ears for so long a time that she o|>ened up the de bate on a high key, Mr. Corey endeav oring to drown her words with a high er one. For a time tbe man threw In an occasional remark, but, finding them selves no match for the women, drop ped out, tbelr utterances sounding like distant thunder muttering In a violent storm. Finally Farmer Corey deserted, leav ing his wife to carry on the fight alone. She then began a retreat, turning here and there to fire a parting shot Mrs. Corey followed her on to the porch, while John went out the back door to seek quiet in the barn. The tempest was stilled when Hr* Holt reached the gate and was not re sumed. No more reproaches were vis ited on Holt by Corey or on Mr* Holt by Mrs. Corey. There was no Inter course between tbq families for six months. Then on# day Mr* Holt sent a mysterious looking box to Mr* Corey. It was not returned, but a note of thanks came to the donor, with an expreeoed desire that the past might be forgotten. Within a few weeks from that time tb% stork visited the Corey* Mr. and Mr* Holt sent the baby a sil ver cup and were Invited to stand as godfather and godmother at tbe chlkTe christening. After the ceremony they returned with tbe happy parents to the latter’s horn* "It beets all,">eaid Corey to'Holt, “bow s little chunk of flesh Ilka that will make a lot o’ other things beam so little you can’t aae ’em." “Reckon you’ll Add the chunk o' flesh not so lit tie as you think," replied Farmer Bolt “I want to thank you, Mr. Holt for glvln* me the beet, wife tn the bun county end Hie be by ae “Don't mention it" Meanwhile Mr* Belt by the aether ter m Everyone who ride* in it recognizes the peir- iormance of the car as distinctive and unusual. It is the quality revealed in this performance which makes the price impressive. People are attracted by something more than price or they would not wait lor deliveries as thousand^ have waited. The production is large, but it is still inade quate to supply the demand of those who want this particular car at this particular price. The wheelbase is 110 Inches * The price of the roadster or touring car complete is 1785 (f. o. b. Detroit ■ DODGE BROTHERS, DETROIT B. B. EASTERUNG Barnwell, S. G Fair Visitors » # # « Should be sure to visit Levy’s during Fair Week. Big Bargains specially pur- • V| chased and specially priced during Fair Week. In our-Men’s and Boys’ Cloth ing Department we have some of the best values evei 1 offered in Barnwell. We do x - -• • . not ask you to make comparisons—be cause there is no comparison whatever between Levy’s suits and the general run of resady-to-wear suits. We can convince you—-the suits themselves will^ convince you-—the style to begin with and the wear to finish with. ' It is our especial delight—as well as desire—to look after your feet. Come to see us. We have the shoes and we know how to fit them. We have practically every thing you want to buy—Dress Goods, Wash Goods, Laces, Hosiery, Clothing; Shoes, Hats, Etc.—all under one roof and . '* X-’ J■ • *A- • cheaper than you will find elsewhere. A warm welcome awaits each and etery one. J. LEVY*, <r Barnwell, S. C “Wbat • pity It ts,” ■aid B«ttyCham berlin to m* “that Harry Aaburat H going to throw hlmaolf away on that Perklni gi£ir “What’a v tha matter with Ida Par- kins?" 1 asked. “Oh, nothing," replied Betty, "only she’s not half good enough for Harry.” “Why don’t you Interrupt tha pro ceedings?” “How could I do that?" “Step In between them." “Ton flatterer! One would think to bear you talk that l-coold have any man l want for the asking.” “So you could and not half try.” Betty tried hard to conceal the pleas ure my appreciation of her powers gave her, but failed. “There’s one man I couldn’t"— “Who?" - , “Tbe first letter of bla first name I la J.” “That’s because yon never tried.” My first name Is James. “Perhaps I will” “What would poor Harry do In the meanwhile? He would be swallowed np by Ida Perkin*" “Oh, that affair could watt” “When are you going to. begin on me?” “Ton? Ob. you can wait tea Good morning Come end see me soo* I have things to tell you." “Very soon. Good by!" This scrap of conversation, which am free to admit was not concentnt wisdom, occurred at tbe glove of Jonee’, where I met Mias lln. Tbe next time 1 eew her was Mr* Winters’ salon, so called from brilliant dialogues that taka place (bare. Betty waa tied to Aaborst He was a graduate of a scientific school and could drown ber In a pool of Ideas seven feet deep. I was sandwiched between two girls directly behind them. We conversed with one another, bet bad our ear* open for what Asburat and Betty were saying One of the girls beside me was Ida Perkin* Tbe only remark that could be considered to refer to tbe couple In front of os was made by Id* It waa this: “Why do yoe bright men gat stack In the honey of stupid girls?" “Leav* out the To*’ sod I win an swer the question," I replied. But she woeidat, and I coatees I would not have beau pleased If she Batty made a lodgment with Ash- arat at that salon, and this H tha way aha did It *1 have beard, Mr. Aabun she waa saying, "that you are not one of tha kind to fast certain of an y thing aad that you Dover focus your < any on*" splnloaa on ♦ eeeeeeee • ee e e ■••eeeeaeeaeeeea Tiring* or mlddle-^^ itely ~ everything!" grunted Asburat. “So aey I—that I* I mean persons who don't know as much as other par- eons who know a great deal but are not constantly trying to show ft off.” This‘was a trills mixed, but As burst didn't seem to mind It "Some of tbs women bore mak* me laugh.” Betty went p* “They tblnk they’re quite wise. Don't they tire you, Mr. Asburat V "1 don’t know; sotaa of them do.” "I beard one of them Just now talk ing about the big European war. She said tbe alliaa had tbe beat general* only they had bean short of ammuni tion." “Which alllasr “Why, 1 suppose sbs meant—Is there more than one ally?" X ‘ I saw Ida Perkins and Bells sefid—Belle was tbe other side sandwich that bad me for a look at each other. Fortunately Betty a lady passed ber, bidding ber good evening and making a remark about tbe weather. So Bet was not obliged to go any further Into tbe mili tary problems of the great war. In deed, it had not been her Intention to do so. She bad become Inadvertently drawn Into it by attempting to bold up one of ber rivals In an unfavorable light “Are you fond of motoring, Mr. Asburstf* was her next remark. “I don’t suppose you are. At' least so busy a man as you Is not likely to have time to enjoy himself." Asburat was tbe scientific adviser of a gigantic manufacturing corporal He looked relieved that Betty shoo have spared him tbe trouble of an swering the question she bad asked him. Bet has beautiful eyea and knows that they sore ber a better purpose than her tongue, for unfortu nately the latter member cannot wag without drawing on her brain. ‘The reason why l asked you If you ivere fond of motoring Is that I have a ckr, and. If yon could apart me some afternoon about 4 o’clock”— “I should be very happy,” was tha reply. “Don’t you think an lea would cool ua? These rooms are Very warm." They arose and went elsewhere, fiat had caught sight of Ida In rather too dose proximity to suit her. The next time I saw Betty I congrat ulated her on her engagamant to Aah- urat “Didn’t I tell you," | said, “that •. yon could If you triad?" „ - . “What's this I bear about you a^0h Ida Perkins?" aha asked, looking at mlV anxiously. “Oh. we’re engaged ton" ! bav. never stoca ragalned tha | I occupied In Batty’s goo< don't sea why.' have Aaburat and aa tea Perhaps If 1 had mairiad say bet the gtrl she rub-