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m ■ \ i/i. m U 'l- x / SEE US ..A . . For anything in the Line of '; ^ \ Clothing, Shoes, Hats Etc. ... 7 We are filling in our stock wi< new, clean Merchandise. A ca.. Will convince you as to price and quality. \ / Colleton Bargain House B. LEVY, Manager \fk ■ I “Ernesdyl” Plantation For Sale! I am offering my “ErnesdyF Plantation, located 3-4 of a tnile Ea't of Walterboro. for .sale. This plantation consists of three farms of 200 acres each, aggregating GOO a'res, 200 acres in cultivation *ith stumps removed, thoroughly drained and in a high state of fertility. The entire tract is enclosed by wire fence with separate en closure around each field. Nine tenant houses and many outbuildings. Public highway runs right through the cen ter of the plantation. Several beautiful sites for homes, and health of place unsurpassed. Soil very productive and place splendidly adapted to stock raising. , Will sell as a whole or in parcels and on sati-factor.' terms. Call ami ! “t me >hoW you the propertr. .> f s — * f V W. B. GRUBER kIooiii of a cathedral, the great organ'* find un*t«'ud> throbbing—her wedding- march! No, not that; for while stir Mood, coldly trarfdued in centred self- f ^ , 4 • . ah.sorption, she sceuicd to sec a shape less mass of wreaths piled in the twi- Jiylit of an altar—the dreadful pomp and panoply and circumstance of death^ 1 She raised her eyes to the maQ beside her; her whole U-ing vihrajed with the dler. ami rummage among the perfumed menace of u dirge, and fn the roar of heaps in the basket. “Because," she added traffic around her she divined the ini- chcerfully, he returned with the flow- prisoned thunder of the organ jN-aling for ers, “I am going to the Fast Tenth Street her dead. the sinjlc, assent in the gesture. How ever, he pen*cived neither. She took a short step forward. The winrf whip|ied the fountain jet, and a fan like cloud of spray drifted off across (lie asphalt. Then they moved on together. Presently she said, quietly, “I believe I will carry a hunch of those violets"; and site waited for him to go hack through the fountain spray, find the ped- They mounted the step* of her house; she turned and swept the dim avenue with a casual glance. “So you, too, arc going north?" she asked, pleasantly. “Ves—tonight." - She gave him her hand. Slie felt tl»e .Major Brent, white-haired, purple-f,,,, t | well-groomed gentlemen in the earls t,f.' ties. The third nirmher was out in m„. rain fishing somewhere downstream. “New man liere, madam—a gm><l f,|. low, hut a had r*d ~eh, Brent?" “Bad rod," repeated Major Brent, u •. Mission, and I meant to take. some flowers, anyway." “If you would keep that cluster and let me send the whole basket to your mission—-” lie began. But she had already started on acros, the wet pavement.’ "I did not know ydu were to give my flowers to UioM- cripples,” he said, keep ing pace with her. i “I Vi you mind?" she asked, hut she h id not meant to say that, and she walked a litlh- more quickly to esra|>e tlie quick nply. “I want to 'ask you something,” he said, after a moment’s hrisfr walking. "I wish if you don't mind I wish you would walk aVound the square with me - just ulicr •Vertainly not," she said; “and now you will say good-bye because you arc going away, you say." She had stopped at the Fourth Avenue edge of the square. S. good-bye, and thank you for the beautiful dog. and for the violets." “But you won’t keep the dog, and you, won't keep the violets," he said; “and, besides, if you arc going north-—- ’ “(iood hyc,” she repeated, smiling. “ besides," he went “I would like to know where you are going.” “That,” she said, “is what I do not %ish to tHI you or anybody.'’ I latte wiu> a brief sileiMSCy the charm of her bent head distracted him. “If you won't go," she said, with ca-. price, “I will walk once around the square wit4i you, hut it is the silliest thing I have ever dorfc in my entir*- life.” ' “Why won't you keep the hull-ter rier?’' he asked, humbly. “Because I'm going north—for one rca- son. “Couldn’t you take His Highness?” "\« that is, I could, hut I can’t ex plain he would distract me.” ‘'Shall I take him bark, then?” “Why ?’’ she demanded, surprised. “I -only I thought if you did not can* for him- ” he stammered. “You see, I love the dog.*’ ^ She hit her lip ami held her eyes on the ground. Again he quickened his pace tu keep step with her. “You see.” he said, searching about for the right phrase, “I wanted you to lune something that I could venture to offer you cr -something not valuable er I mean not—er—” / “Your dog is a very vidua hie cham pion; every body knows that,” she said, carelessly. . , “Oh, yes he’s a oirker in his line; out of Empress by Ameer, yon know—" “1 might manage ... to keep him . . . for a while," she observed, without * X \ enthusiasm. “\t all events, I shall tie my \iolets to his collar." He watched her; the roar of Broadway died out in Ids ears; in hers it grew, increasing, louder, louder. A dimsfcecn- ruse unhidden before her eyes the high \ $1.50 pei sitting from prize win ners at Southern Carolina fair. It, L. Fraser, Walterboro. S. C. 11-22-tf. \ FOK 8AI.K—Good Jersey cow ivlth young calf. Will sell for $50.00. Good condition and Veil brok\ Applv to W. A. Gibsdq, Island- tun. S. C. 1 l-15-2t Foil SAI.F—One pen Single Comb- Hhode Island Bed fowls, consist ing of one cock and five young hens. Prize winners at South ern Carolina Fair. It. 1.. Fraser. 11 15-tf. She turned her head sharply Iowan I. chair by the pian the west. s . * “What.Is it?”*lic asked, in the voire of a man who needs no answer to his ques- tion. Slie kept her head steadily turned. Through Fifteenth Street the sun poured pressure of his hand of her glswed fingers ginp his fat head, “t'ses ferrules t after he had gone, although tl»Cir hands had scarcely touched at all. And so she went it^o the dimly lighted house, through the draWing-nMiin, which was quite dark, into ttie nnisic-room lie- yond; and .there slw sat down iijh.ii a • -a little gihled'chair that revolved as Mir pushed herself idly. now to the right, now to the left. Ye«n . . . after all. slie would go; . . ■ she would make that pilgrimage to the ,sj»ot on earth her Imsliand loved Iasi of all the sweet waters of the Saga a rial light that deeja-ned as the luist mow, w here his beloved club Imlgc shawl. and whither, for a month every year. !*■ had repaired with some old friend' to renew a bachelor's |ovy>-^^f angling. rose from the docks. She'heard the rifer whistles.blowing; an electric light broke out through the hay haze. r It was true she was thinking of her •husband thinking of him almost des- jierately, distressed that already he stuiufii have lieeonie to her nothing more vital than a memory. I ncoiiseious of the man lieside her, she stood tlien- in the red glow, straining eyes and memory to focus both on a past that receded and seemed to dwindle to a point of utt/r Vacancy. Then her husband’s face grew out of vaeaney, so real, so living, that she started to find herself walking slowly past the fountain with I.angliam at her side.. After a moment she said“Now we have walked all around the square* Now I am going to walk home; ... and thank you . . . for my walk, . . . which was probably as wholesome a perform ance as 1 could have indulged in—ami quite unconventional enough, even for you.” * * They faced about and traversed the square, crossetj Broadway* in silence, passed through the kindling shadows of the long chiss-street, and turned into Fifth Avenue. “You are verv silent," she said, sorry • i • at once that slie had said it, uncertain as to the trend his .speech might follow, and withal curious. . , “It was only about that dog." lie saiiL She wondered If a was exactly that, and decided it was nut. It w as not. He was thinking of her InKhand as he had known him—onlj’ by sight ami by re port. He remembered the florid gentle man jierfectly; he had often seen him tooling his four; he had seen him at the traps in Monte Carlo, dividing with the Qu iy.' best shot in Italy; lie had seen him rid-” She had never accompanied him on these trips; she instinctively divined a man’s desire for a nimble among «ild haunts with old friends freed for a brief space from Hie happy burdens of domesticity. >' The lodge on the Sagamore was now Iwr shrine; then- •flie would n-M aiid think of him, follow his footsteps to Ins I test-loved haunts wander along the riv ers w lie re lie had wandered, dream by the stnains where lie had dreamed. She had married her husliaiid out of awe, sheer atfe for Ills. wonderful per sonality. And he was wonderful; fault less in everything—though not so fault- levs as to lie m had taste, she often told herself. His entourage abaufwds fault less;- and the general faultles>nesy of everything had made her marrUxI life very perfect. As she sat thinking in the darkened musir-nioiii, something stirnd in the hallway outside. She- rajsed her eyes; the white hull-terrier sUmhI in the lighted diNirway, looking in at her. A perfectly incomprehensible and re sistless rush of loneliness swept her to her feet; in a moment site was down on tlie floor again, on her silken knees, her arms around the dog. her head pressHl tightly to his head. “Oh,” she said, choking, “I must go tomorrow—I imist. I must. . . And here are the violets? ... I will tie them to your collar. . . . Hold still! . . . He loves you; . . . hut you shall not have them—do you hear? . . . No, no . . . for I shall wear then for i like their odor; . . and, anyway IV for 1 like , . . 1 iin going ing to hounds a few days bcfiirc that fatal run of the Shadow hrook Hunt, vv here lie had taken his last feiu - <\ Once, too, he- had seen him at tlie Sagamore \ngling Chili up state. “When .rre you going?" he said, sud denly. / “T'lfuorrow." “I am not ,t<> know where?" “Why should you?" and then, a litth' quieklyX"No, no. It is a pilgrimage" “When you return—’’ he began, hut slu* shook her head. / "No, no. 1 do not know where 1 may be." In the \pril twilight the electric laino, along tl|^ avenue snapped alight. The air rang w ith the metalHc chatter of sparrows. / The next day she I*eg.in her pilgrim age; and His Highness went with her; and a in.lid from tin* British Isles She had telegraphed to the Sagamore ( luh for rooms. t*> niak* sure, hut that w is nnneccsvirv, la-cause then- wen- at <r the moment only three mendiers of the club at the lodge. Now although she herself could scarce ly he considered a miciuIht of the Saga more Yngling Club, slje 'till controlled her hush.Hid*s \hiin-s in the eoneern, and she was (Wily ami impressively welcomed by the steward, hers domiciled six-ounce rod. We splice —eh, Coloi,. 1 ; “Certainly,” said the Colonel. She stood by the open fire in the . ter of the hall-way, holding her slnj hands out toward the blaze, while maid,^relieved her of Hie wet rain “Splice what. Colonel llyss.^i, v please?" she inquired, smiling. . "Splice our nuls, madam no ^, j inis and ferrules for old hand a Major Brent and me, ma’am. I). throw a fly?" "Oh, no," she .said, with.a faint “I . 1 do nothing." "Except to remain the hands woman in the five^horouglis!’’ s. Major, w ith a futile attempt to Jm ■ the w aist--utterly unsuecessful,. y i • pressive. She drop|ied him a courtesy, then *- ttie glass of •sherry that the st, brought and sip]M-d it, ineditativ i on the blaring logs. Presently st. out the empty' wine-glass; the M . tmik it on. his heavy silver salw t raiseil her eyes. A half-length p . of her husband stum I at her frou the mantel, lighted an infern d r. Hie fire-glow. # \ eateh in her throat, a morn, t.viteh of the lips, then she ga/.ed i up into the familiar face. Cruler the frame of the pietun written hi.s full hyphenated naim ; low lug that site read: PH I-SIHI A I \ N I) FOI V Dl l; OE HIE S \(i \ MOKE \ N (11 l\(. ' 1hm» pail Nlajor Brent mid Colonel llyssc-< se-veil her in decorously suppress) d pa thy. 1 tr "1 did not know lie was piv; she said, after a liniment; "he him me that.” • “Those who knew him best undi his rare modesty," said Major Ho knew him, madam; 1 Imuond I W „ honor his memory. “He was not only presitli-nF founder," idiserved Colonel Hy ssop he owned three-quarters of the sto. "Are the shares valuable?" s"hi a "I have them; I should be glad t • them to the club. Colonel Hyssop memory.” “(mhmI gad! madam,' “the shares are * Id V Sai«l the I o" wairth tivi- th" • t -y "I alii the luippier to give them i luh will aeeept,’’ she said, fluslmu harrassed, fearful of posjfig as a I > i B unit if ul h«'fori‘ anylmdy. She hastily, “Yon must din-et me in tin i • !• r. ( oloiul Hyssop; « , an talk ’ t later." // tin sJ>e J look)al up int.o liep Ini'l' ' Carr ))V^er th) - Inatltel. I \y41 )iill"-t)-rri)T ea-ine trotting int" polish) )! nails anil paihh .1 ’ x- hall, hi A Two of the three men,‘ P'• ,, • r 1,i,r ' 1 " there came t'lp to pay ‘heir pe-;»eets when sin- tiigided from the muddy hiicklxrird si-nt hpthe Kdl- way t)> nwet Idt; they were her hiis\ hand's ))hl friends, Colnnef Hyssop ami fl ior. /• / ■ "I shall dine in my own room i-v t/tiing," she said, spilling v aguely aPp-oaching dog. (Continued on l age H.) ** LOST gap ami Ow ners ■ — > / Miss Virginia tdd -or.' aceom- panied hy I.. C. Beael - ., t'r H \\ Black and P'rice Padgett, spent Sun day In Beaufoit vtsding relative*. Tlie trip wa* BHlde in Miss Addi son’s new Hutek. Capt I at Verne Thomas, aeepni- panied by I.. M. Ayer and J. J. Ilearjl. of Bamberg, motored over to Walterboro Sunday. Mr. Th-»m- av was driving one of his, new Chev rolet ears. LOST—on road between Walter- boro ami Cannady's cross roads or near there. Ford brass light/ rim. Suitahlb reward for t dym to \V. \Y. Smoak, Watterbopd;. LOST—-One white and hlask" spotted liouml at Jacksonboro Nov. 8th. Reward if returned to J. F. Chassereau. Ehrhatdt. 11-22-lf FOI VIV—(in road between Waiter- boro and I M s. Creek church,Sun day morning, baby’s wool to hog- fur automobile glove, mu's c;\n get same' by identi fying same and paying for this advertisement. Apply at The Press and Standard. BUSINESS LOCALS SEED WHEAT $2.25 bu.. Abruzzi Rye $3.00, Native Rye $2.00; high grade Fulghuni oats, grown by Cienison College graduate, $1.10, higli grade Appier oats $1.10. Prices F. O. B. Orangeburg. S. 0. For reliable seed of any kind, write us. F. Mason Crum & Ca. COTTON—PEARCE A BATTEY, the Savannah Cotton Factors, are sub stantial, reliable and energetic. Their extensl\> warehousing fa cilities and superior salesmanship are at your command. They are abundantly aide to finance any quantity of cotton shipped them Isn’t It to your interest to try them? Do it now and be con vinced. 8-9-6mo. —Cotton ginning days Wednes days and Saturdays. Walterboro Oil Mill. ll-15-2t ! Are made in a cleanly way. , Just like Hubster’s 0. Bread is made. There is a perfect purity and richness about Hubster’s Fruit Cakes. ' j ■ Itt 1, 5, 7, and 10 pound containers. 30c, $1.50, $2.00 and $3,00 each. Have you tried our Golden Sun shine, a real pound cake. HUBSTER’S BAKERY * \ ■ X . . • ’ Pure Fruit Cakes Made in Walterbo ro. . Order yours NOW. . A BUY YOUR BEDROOM FURNISHINGS HERE ani | SAVE MONEY . .. X ylND save a goodly sum, too. Test us out. Compare prices, quality for quality, for in comparison lies the A true test of values. Such a comparison will answer yourqucsrii >n in the name of thisstore—forweeanand will save you muney-on your purchases—rn any g<x>ds you may choose. We want particularly to show you this genuine Simmons Brass Bed in the “Adam** period as illustrated. The desipn and ornament are historically correct. And the new bronze finish adds a tone impossible to describe. It is in keeping with our established reputation for Sfr.ix that this charming interior can be duplicated from our stock with hundreds of variations to suit j our individual taste, and at most reasonable prices. You are invited to visit our display floors and se'e for yourself how the newest thing in Simmons Brass Beds will beautify your home. This Bed at Only BROWN FURNITURE COMPANY X THE HOME MAKERS'. X NOTH E! All tru,'passing, hunting, fishing. ♦4<\. is stualy, prohibited on all of that tract of land known as Bish- off’s Hope Plantation, .and will be punished to the .full extent of the law'. THB tl TI CLUB. 12-22-3L ' Walterboro, S. C. Her Son Subject to tYiHip. "My sod. Edwin, is subject croup,” writes Mrs. E. O. Irv 1 New Kensington. Pa! ’T put fhj many, fdeepletes hours at night be fore I learned of ., Chamberlain' Cough Remedy Mothers ne'*d not fear this disease if they ke< p a bn: He *>f Chanibe;Iain's Cough R n. edy in the house iud use it ;>s <i, rerterl. It alwayjf gave Tuy hn\ relief.” Obtainable everywhere. —» \ X < ol, Jas. G. Padgett and his la * partner. J .. M . Mnorer. Esq., are in attendance upon court at Ridgeland thl» week. ' V FORD -A \ FOR SALE In Firtst-Class ('ondu^ n Apply to L. UTSEY WALTERBORO. N