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Clothing, Shoes,
Hats Etc.
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We are filling in our stock wi<
new, clean Merchandise. A ca..
Will convince you as to price
and quality.
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B. LEVY, Manager
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“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.
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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-
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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
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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
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$1.50 pei sitting from prize win
ners at Southern Carolina fair.
It, L. Fraser, Walterboro. S. C.
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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.
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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.”
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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
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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
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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
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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;
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1hm» pail
Nlajor Brent mid Colonel llyssc-<
se-veil her in decorously suppress) d
pa thy.
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"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
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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
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"I alii the luippier to give them
i luh will aeeept,’’ she said, fluslmu
harrassed, fearful of posjfig as a I >
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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 ’
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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.
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"I shall dine in my own room
i-v t/tiing," she said, spilling v aguely
aPp-oaching dog.
(Continued on l age H.)
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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
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LOST—on road between Walter-
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Reward if returned to J. F.
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♦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.
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partner. J .. M . Mnorer. Esq., are in
attendance upon court at Ridgeland
thl» week. '
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