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L V f • tz THE PEOPLE, BARNWELL, S. C. 77»« BEST Emergency Remedy for Man and Beast • Says Wm, Blalock. Lrndorer. "Tlu N. C. — “I have used Mexican f.-j Mustang Liniment for all kinds / , of sprains, bruises, cuts and sores, in horses as well as man. &«.« and believe it to be the best Uni- 1844" roent now in use. 1 keep it in my house all the time and recom mend it to all as 0\4 but Untmtnt' for all purpous." Mustang Liniment is composed of soothing, healing oils that, when rubbod in, penetrate the tissues to the bone I Mustang contains no alcohol, acids or pep. per. and don not tmart or tting E X| ri 80UVKNlR wnt abanluUlyfrti mpl«U direction* for Mustang Linimsrit Tilly ailmsnta, snd for llvsstoek snd poultry yon M f a. Co ., 42 ith FlfUi3t.,Brook- . N. Y. Sold by Drag and Control Stores “I LOVE YOU" 8YNOPBI8. — Solomon Rlnkus, veteran scout and Interpreter, and his young companion. Jack Irons, passing through Horse Valley, New York. In September, 1768, to warn settlers of ah "In dian uprising, rescue from a band of redskins the wife and daughter of Colonel Hare of England. There Is a light, in which Jack distinguishes himself. CHAPTER I—Continued. care Zonite is acknowledged by dentists to be the ideal mouthwash — because it is absolutely non-poisonous, does not harm the delicate membranes of the mouth or throat and is a powerful, sure antiseptic. One tea spoonful in half a glass of water once or twice a day. KILLS GERMS Blocked An Irishman was out gunning for drtrks with a frloml who noticed that although Mike aimed his gun several times, he didn’t shoot. At Inst he said: ‘‘Mike, wtyy didn’t you shoot that time? The whole flock were right In front of you.” “Ol know,” said Mike, "but Ivery time 01 aimed me guu at a .Wk unit her wan come right between us.” In picking out clothes, notice how certain colors and shapes look on peo ple who look like you. CORNS Lift Off-No Pain! Doesn’t hurt one bit! 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Broad, Richmond Y 1 * “We didn’t have no more trouble with them. I put one o’ Boneses’ boys on a hos$ an' hustled him up the val ley fer help. The wlmmen captives wan bawlin’. I tol* ’em to straighten out their faces an’ go with Jack an’ hln father down to Fort Stanwlx. They were kind o' leg weary an’ excited, but they hadn’t been hurt ylt. An other day er two would ’a’ fixed ’em. Jgck an' his father an’ mother tuk ’em back to the pastur’, an’ Jack run up .fo.^thd barn fer ropes an’‘bridles. In a little while they got some hoofs under ’em an’ picked up the childern an’ toddled tfff ; I went ouf-in the bush to find Buckeye an’ he were dead as the whale that swallered Jonah." So ends the letter of Solomon Bin- kus. Jack Irons and his family and that of Peter Bones—the hoys and girls riding two on a horse—with the cap tives filed down the Mohawk trail. It was a considerable cavalcade of twen ty-one people and twenty-four horses and colts, the latter following. Solomon Blnkus and Peter Bones and his son Israel stood on guard until the boy John Bones returned with help from the upper valley. A dozen men and boys completed the disarming of the band and that evening set out with them on the south trail. It Is doubtful If this history would have been written but for an accidental and highly interesting circumstance. In the first party young Jack Irons rode a colt, Just broken, with the girl captive, now happily released. The boy had helped everyone*^,g^tiway; then there seemed to be no ridable horse .for him. He walke.d for a dis tance by the stranger’s mount as the latter was wild. The girl was silent for a time after the colt had settled down, now and then wiping tears from her eyes. By amt-by she asked: “May I lead the colt while you ride?" "Oh. no, I am not tired," was his answer. “I want to do something for you.” "Why?” ‘T am so grateful. I feel like the king’s cat. I am trying to express my feelings. I think I know, now, why the Indian women do the drudgery." • As she looked at him her dark eyes were very serious. - “I have done little,’’ said he. “It is Mr. Blnkus who rescued you. We live In a wild country among savages ami the white folks have- to protect each other. We’re used to It.” "I never saw or expected to see'men like you,” she went on. “I have read of them in hooks, hut I never hoped to see them and talk to them. You are like Ajax and Achilles.” “Then I shall say that you are like the fair lady for whom they fought." "I will not ride and see you walk ing.” “Then sit forward as far as you can and I will ride with you,” he answered. In a moment he was on the colt’s back behind her. She was a comely maiden. An authority no less respect able than Major Duncan has written that she was a tall, well-shaped, fun- loving girl a little past sixteen and good to look upon, “with dark eye? ,and auburn hair, the latter long and heavy and in the sunlight richly col ored”; that she had slender lingers i and a beautiful skin, ’all showing that she had been delicately bred. He nfids that he envied the hoy who had ridden before and behind her half the length of Tryon county. It was a close association and Jack found_ it so'agreeable that lie often referred to that ride ns the most ex- ! citing adventure of his life. ! —“What is your name?” he asked. “Margaret Hare," she answered — “How did they catch you?’’ “Oh, they came suddenly and stealth ily, as they do in the sttfry hooks, when we were alone In camp. My father ; and the guides had gone out to hunt.” "Did they treat you well?” “The Indians let us alone, hut the two white men annoyed and frightened ! us. The old. chief kept us near him."- i “The old chief knew better than to let any harm come to you until they were sure of getting away with their plunder.” “We were in the valley of death and you have led us out of It. that I 'do not look as if I were worth saving. I suppose that I-.must have turned into an old woman. Is my hair 1 white?” "No. You are the best-looking girl I ever saw,” he declared with rustic | frankness. ' ^ I "1 never had a compliment that pteased me. so much?” she answered, as her elbows tightened a little on his I hands, which were clinging to her coat. “I almost loved you for what you did to the old villain. I saw blood on the side of your head. I fear he hurt you?" "He Jahoed me once. It is nothing.” "How brave you/were!” "I tnlnk I am more scared now’ than I was then," said Jack. ' ’ ■» . “Scared! Whjr , * By IRVING BACHELLER Copyright by Irving Badwllar “I am not used to girls except my sisters." ' She laughed and answered: "And I am not used to heroes. I am sure you cannot be so scared as I am, but I rather enjoy It. I like to be scared—a little. This Is so differ ent.” “I like you,” he declared with a laugh. "I feared you would not like an Eng lish girl. So many North Americans hate England." “The English have been hard on us.” “What do you mean?”. "They send us governors whom we do not like; they make laws for us Which we have to obey; they Impose hard taxes which are not Just and they will not let us have a word tp say about It.” /‘I think It Is wrong and I’m going to stand up for you,” the girl answered. “Where do you live?” he tasked. "In London. I am an English girl, but please do not hate me for that. I w-ant to do what Is right and, I shall never let anyone say a word against Americans without taking their part." "That’s good,” the boy Answered. "I’d love to go to London.” "Well, why don’t you?” "It’s a long way off.” "Do you like good-looking girls?" “I’d-rather look at them than eat.” “Well, there are many in London." 41 “One Is enough,” said Jack. "I’d love to show them a real hero." "Don’t call me tha^. If you would Just call me Jack Irons I’d like It bet ter. But first you’ll want to know ahow I behave. I am not a fighter.” “I am sure that your character Is as good as your face." splosh! I hope It ain’t so dark col ored,” said Jack. “I knew all about you when you took my hand and helped me on the pony—or nearly all. You are a gen tleman.” x , “I hope so.” “Are you a Presbyterian?" "No—Church of England." “I was sure of that. I have seen Jndlnns and Shakers, but I have never seen a Presbyterian." When the sun was low and the com pany ahead were stopping to make a camp for the night, the boy and girl dismounted. She turned facing him and asked: "You didn’t mean It when you said that I was good-looking—did you?” The bashful youth had imagination and, like many lads of his time, a ro- .mantlc temperament and the love of poetry. There were many hooks in his father’s home and the boy had lived his leisure in them. He thought a moment and answered: "Yes, I think you are as beautiful as a young doe playing in the water lilies.” “And you look -as If you believed yourself,” said she. “I am sfire you would like me better if I were fixed up a little.”- 1 —* "I'do not think so.” "How much better a hoy’s head looks with his hair rut close like yours. Our boys have long hair. They do not look so much like—men." “Long hair is not for rough work in the bush,” the hoy remarked. "You really look brave and strong. One would know-that you could do things." ^ “I’ve always had to do things.” Tbecame up to the party, who had stopped to camp for the night. It was n clear, warm evening. After they I am sure l-fawd hobbled the horses in a near meadow flat, Jack and his father made a loan’-to for the women and children -and roofed it with bark. Then they cut wood and built a fire and gathered boughs for bedding. Later, tea was made and beefsteaks and bacon grilled on spits of green birch, the dripping fat being caught on slices of toasting bread whereon the meat was presently served. ■ The masterful power with which the stalwart-youth and his father swung the ax and their cunning craftsman ship impressed the English woman and her daughter and were soon to be the topic of many a London tea party. Mrs. Hare spoke of it as she was eat ing her supper. '* f V . \ “It may surprise you further to learn that the boy Is fairly fuuiiliaf with the Aeneld and the Odes of Horace and the history of France and Eng land,” said John Irons.- "That Is the most astonishing thing I have ever heard I” she exclaimed. How lias he done It?” “The minister was his master until we went into the bi^sh. Then I had to be farmer and schopl-teacher. There Is a great thirst for learning in this New World." “How do you find time for It?" "Oh, we have leisure here—more than you have. In England ev’en youF wealthy young men are overworked. They dine out and play cards until three In the morning and sleep until mtdday. Then luncheon and the cock fight and tea and parliament! The best of us have only three 8teady|hab- its. We work and otudy and sleep." “And fight savages.” said the woman. "We do that, sometimes, but It 11 not often necessary. If It were not fof white savages, there would be no re<j ones. You would find America a good country to live in." "At least I hope It will be good tq sleep In this nlghj,” the woman an-, swered, yawning. "Dreamland Is now the .only country I care for.’’ t’he Indies and children, being near spent by the day’s travel and excite ment, turned In soon after supper. The men slept on their- blankets, by the fire, and were up before daylight for a dip In the creek near by. While they were getting breakfast,'the wom en and children had their turn at the creekslde. That day the released captives were- In better spirits. Soon after noon the company came to a swollen river, where the horses had some swimming to do. The older animals and the fol lowing colts went through all right, hut the young stallion which Jack and Margaret were riding began to rear and plunge. The girl In her fright Jumped off his back In swift water and was swept Into the rapids and tumbled about and put In some danger before Jack could dismount and bring her ashore. "You have Increased my debt to you,” she said, when at last they were mounted again. "What a story this Is! It Is terribly exciting.” They rode on In silence, feeling now the beauty of the green woods.- It had become a magic garden full of new and wonderful things. Some power had entered them and opened their eyes. The thrush’s song grew fainter In the distance.- The boy was first to speak. _ "I think that bir^l must have had a long flight sometime," he said. "Why?” "I am sure that he has heard tha music of Paradise. I wonder if you are as happy as I am.” "I was never so happy,” she an swered. "What a beautiful country we are In! I have forgotten all about the danger and the hardship and the evil men. Have you ever seen auy place like It?” "No. For a time we have been rid ing in fairyland.” "I know why,” said the boy. "Why?” “It is because we are riding together. It Is because I ?ce you.” “Oh. dear! I cannot see you. Let us get o(T and walk,” she proposed.' They dismounted. “Did you mean that honestly?” “Honestly,” he answered. She looked up at him and put her hand over her mouth. “I was going to say something. It would have been most unmaldeniy,“ she remarked. “There's something in me that will not stay unsaid. . love you,” he de clared. - _ She held up her-hand witlL-a serious look "in her eyes. Then, for a moment, the boy returned to'the world of re ality. “I am sorry/'Forgive me. I ought not to have said it,” he stammered. “But didn’t you really mean it?” she asked with troubled eyes. "I mean flifit and more, hut I ought not to have said it now. It isn't fair. You have just -escaped from a great danger ambhave got a notion that yog are in debt to me and you don't know much about me anyhow.” - She stood In his path lotting up at him. __ ' “Jaefi,” she tvhispered. “f’iease say it again.” No, It was not gone. They were still in the magic garden. “I love you and I wish this Journey could go on forever,” he said. Exyirience as Nurse Causes Mrs, Fleming $ to Endorse Tanlac M Practical Nurse for 16 Years Tells of Recovery Thanks to Tanlac — Recommends It to Patients. r *1 would never have believed any medicine on earth could help me like Tanlac did,” Is the precise statement of Mrs. Celia Fleming, 1915 Addison St., Berkeley, Calif., a practical nurse of sixteen years’ experience. * “In i904 a serious operation weak ened my system so I never saw a real well day until I took Tanlac three years ago. I never seemed to be hun gry, my stomach was so disordered I could scarcely retain a thing I ate, From Experience Patron—I want to get a pair of stockings for my wife. Salesgirl—I’m sorry, but we only carry silk ones In this department. ‘‘Today - «pdy Is yours,” said a philosopher"; but It depends on how many visitors you have. and I lost weight till I was almost a shadow. I was very anemic, and shat tered'nerves and sleepless nights con tributed even more to my already mis erable state.' "Tanlac built up my appetite and di gestion wonderfully, and every single ailment went away. Then, with return ing strength came a 32-pound Increase In weight, and from that day three years ago my health has been splendid. I recommend Tanlac to many of my patients, for It Is Indeed a remarkable medicine.” Tanlac Is for sale by all good drug gists. * Over 40 million bottles sold. Accept no substitutes.— _i Take Tanlac Vegetable PlUs. / Wonder Mrs. Blake (puffing hard)—Isn’t It strange, Lena, that this trunk abso lutely refuses to close? I^ena—Yes, ma’am, It is. I wonder If It was closed when you opened It? It’s a fact that no bore ever consid ers himself one. You, Too, Should Use Self-Rising Flour ' • - > S ELF-RISING Flour makes friends wherever it is used. Its economy, its healthfulness, its dependability, its delightful tastiness, its per fect leavening qualities—all these havfc won millions to it. ”1 have used self-rising flour for many years. Biscuits and breads are lovely, and I get fine results with it for cakes,” .... writes a Ten nessee housewife .... *Tve never experienced an absolute failure when using self-rising flour,” comments another .... "I am thoroughly convinced that self-rising flour is a boon to the average housekeeper,” says a lady from Missis sippi .... 'T’d rather use it for cakes than any other flour,” comes an endorsement from Alabama. Remember, self-rising flour is no different from the plain flour you have used, except that it has mixed with it, in exactly the correct proportions, pure phosphate baking powder and salt. Insist on getting guaranteed self-rising flour. Look for the Blue Shield on the bag. FOLLOW THESE FIVE RULES For Makm% Perfect Biscuitt nith Self-RnmK Flour. 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