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Bihd He "About dtai a go;" w 1123 Broadway, Augusta, Gaqb headaches and backaches, and a WINE, OF CA A Non-Intoxicatin I immediately 'commenced to like a new woman, and wist all sick women, for I know them as It did me." Cardul is a pure, medicina vegetable herbs, which relieve pains, regulates female func tones up female organs to propet state of health. Try it for your trouble. . Every druggist sells it In S .00 bottles. By The Copyright. 1903. by 11 CHAPTER 1. HE evidence was all In. The speeches had been made on both sides of the case, and the attorney for the state had grown severe and eloquent in urgig conviction. The jury hadi remianed iii retirement all the morning and at last , bad illed in and rendered their vr dict. David Buckley, the prisoner it the bar, was found guilty of having deliberately and In the night stolen it bale of cotton from a neighbor's barn, branded it as his own and taken it to market the next day. lie was a short, thiekset mai near Ahe age of sixty-gray, Htily haired and ollei faeed, ind jiit ' o iore an gry, it was thought, at certain neigh bore who had testifled against hin thanl clagrined at the verdict of the court. le glanced at his wife, who sat againdt the railing behind him, and then stared stiendily at the floor till the sheriff came and led himt back to jail. Later iu the afternoon lhe was brought back to receive his sentence. The judge, a tall, ipowerful tian, dark of hair and eye and as brown as a Sp~aniard, wvas about to order him to stand up when Hiram IHiliyer, a well to do cotton and grain merchant of the town; rose and begged p~ermnission to speak to the jutdge in private before the prisoner was senteniced. "Well, I reckon we've got time, Mr. Hillyer," the judge sold pleasantly. "It it's anything tn Buckley's favor I'd like to hear it, I've been on the bench seven years, and I don't think I ever had a man before me that was painted -as black by his neighbors." Making lis way through the cluster of lawvye and students of the law around the stove to one of the vacant jury rooms, the mterelhant waited for the judge to join him, and when lie caume Hillyer, nervously pulling at his short, gray beard, faced himt, an eager look in his mild blue eyes. "'mxi afeard it ain't ntothint' in the old mart's favor, Judgo Moore," hte fati tered. "Thte truth Is, l'mt n-thinkin' atbout hisa sont. Judge, ef thar ev*er wais a finer, more hontest an' upright b~oy than George Buckley, I liaini't nev er runt across 'im." "Oh, you can't tell me anything about George," said Judge Moore. "He and I are friends. H~e voted for me andI legged1 for me in the Upper Tenth dis- E trict. Ah, so lie sent you to mie, (did -, hie? Well, what does George wvant? I I was glad he wasn't in court to hear I all that tufI' against his daddy."'' "You see, we thought--me'n' George - both thought thatt maybe you mnought I ---justice mnought be Caried"( out by imi- 1 posin' a pretty heavy flno, an' "- f "Old Buckley isnt't able to pay at cent," broke in the judge. "I've matide e 1nquiries, and1( it' his little f'armi is sold ( it will leave his old wvife without any Ea means of tmaking a support. No, thte i Jig's up with him." ti "But George's been savtu' mtontey for i the last five years," said illyer~ anx- f lously. "I've got it borrowved fromx 'hni 3 at regular rates. I cian lay my handsb on the money at a moment's nottee. I Yes, lie can raise a reasonaible amont all right." Judge Mooro , frowned, thrust hi I hands into the pockets of htis trousers and turned to a wvindow which looked out on the courtyard, where a few1 idlers lay on the grass near the hitch. lng rack. "I'm not going to be the mnedhtim through which deserving innocent pee. Die Buffer for the guilty," he said firmly. "I've thought it all over. I was afraid George might ask this, but it's no go. I've made up my mind on that score." "Oh, judge, don't say thati" pleaded Hlillyer. "Tfhe boy simply can't bear it. You see, Judge Moore, since I tuck 'im an' tent 'im off to school lie's been sorter .Awiy from his htome, an' the feller's'gbt as much feelin' as any body else. Then when he got through college an' I give' 'm a place it my business he's stood with the best folks in the town, an' it would go hard with '3m-to have his own datddy at the coal mines." "I know all that, Mr. Hlillyer. I've thought of It twenty times '(liring this, trlal. I hardly slept Just jnight trying to- iake upi my ml d what to do he htle in t'y dijjj' Gnafead. Qui~cj Pad ac"he rites Mrs. Mattle Alleb, Of gI *uffered with if1nid sick uld get no relief until 1 tried g Female Tonic improve, and 'ow 'j feel to recommend 4t,.to that. it will cure. I extract of WRITR 5 female us tions, - W Jo e to wrtie a asr kly, de 6. itle I careuily conside give 1"ees advies, DO got - V 14 aoday 10 1 p r1 ,I a we 1 yon= kin luslsmclioas what to wel . Acms. ec. kept e a r a i P.MI),1 Aslyle"~I m~Dept., DI ., ChttsAoo Ta WILL N. HARBEN, Author of "Abner Dan ica," "Thc L~and of the ,U C 1%a 1-1if 1 gaj. Sul!," "The North WaiI Mystery," Etc. %RPER Q. 0DOTHERS ley to Illerry. \ell, tliy enm11e fiowi on 'li11 like at load of, briva. a1n' I'll) not going to let. ;:orge sulter fotr Im 11. Wly, (lhe old riuscal ean't he curet of hIs islhon:t(y. lbhinl't you heir what Brafdley salt about h I lConstanlty Steal lig front1 ills nevigahh ers, man1i1y ot' whoimi nOver 'IlmIie any cha1ge a gai nst hiII out of retptct for Mr.i. Buckley and George? No, sir; his son. who is my friend, sthll not soerifiee his savilgs for him." "Then I'll pay It, judge; you know I am, able." "You sallil't do that, elther,"' said"( the judge lirmly. "Ivei If I'd colseit to let as old n at ns11a you Ie out of pocket for Ruch aI llopeless reprobate, George would 1in(d It out and insist. oi rLepayliig you in the lollng ru. No; ilvo years lit the iiines will do the old gcamp goo(, an(d I'm going to securo his tilsportation." "You think that's 1inl then, julgua?" Hllyer liad tutrned uite pale, atI the beard'( stay3ed itselht' Inl Its dloiiw'nward p~rogressH. I could( het.lp y'ou, but I ('nn't. I'll settle B~uckley's hush51 in abtout two mlItntes after I give h1111 at $oundl lecture'. Ilight nlow the old dev'il w~ould( eut 1110 thr'oaits of severa'il of thet staito's wiOtns if' he was~ alt liberty." "Then I'll go bac1k to thle store an' tell tile htoy," H~illyor sighled as5 he moved to tile door, at deadi look of' (ia [ippoinltmen01t In Is ey'e. As H11llyer wiais muakinlg Is waly throughl the (courtr'oml to the outer! loor the wilfe of thle conidemneld manil 'enched out 11er hland and1( stopped 1111. 4hae had (clutche~d Ite tail of his lonigI ~rock coa t. "1 want to speak to you," 81he said. "Go nhead. I'm goinl' outside.'" lie led theo'wny d~owni thle stairs to the yarld below and1( thien 1pa used to hiear' whtil she lhad to say3. "I Seed't you1 lntet the judge (out,'" she began. "'I suspielonled you axed 'tim to maake It a1 1ine.'" "Yes,'*~ that's wh'lat I Icalled 'imu out f(or, A~irs. Bulckley'," tile mlerehlanut said, lookling dIown' (commliser'ately on1 hler fat figurle clothled Iln din2gy' bahck enl leo, 'but It wasnl't a1 b)1t 0' use0. 11e's mlalde ip hIs 11n11nd to seaftl tile old an olf or1 five yearsi'." T1hie w'onmnii nodded slowly. "Well, I eekonl it's as good ats wet kin exllect,"' h~e said(. "Ef It had1( been1 a line, George v'ould 'n' had to pay It, an1' I'all agln o mnke his lilt I!ll tat, all' It aIn't -Mlr. Ill ilyer', I've lhear ithia t 11ore hoty eg all' beg hIs 1)a toi cihiange, an ' et 0o's prcdleted tis Ihinlg Onice hae hais hanllt, wi'thl a darIk frown. "BRut leorge 1s jest so sI11tote light no0w, IIs. Bucaky, that he'd snerallicre all b lo xpcets to ak e inl thle lInex tenl yearls ) aIvoId thlE dliigrace 0' thle senlteneo1. [0 hois hIs ownI wIth thle biggest )lkn Inl town, an1' th118is as imply aw fual. (iu kniow how some11 0' theseo blue looded famnilies look on a tin~g like "Jest ab~oult us seniblei asa th10y look n1 liuost thinags,'' retoi'ted Mr's. IBuck ey phliOsophk'nlly, "1an' I don't see' not ISO in humriniil' 'emI. 'They mayl know I man01'S a thief, but of lie haill' t pub-11 lely branded they dion't en1e. But D)ayid has1 broke the latw; 1thar1 ini't no) ehange to be matde ini 'hnl, anl' 1'mi ain letti' it hamifper' George, no0 maltter' what these shallow~ muinded aristocrats th V.'hat's bothtein' me1 is ainothera "You say It Is, Mt's. Butckley?" And the mtOreChant star'ed expectantly, "Yes, Mr. Hilliyer-, George htain't got but 01ne weafkness, an' thatt is, once in a long wile, wh1en heo Is iln 'despair, lhe willl take a drink to drown~ his1 trou. ble. I reckon ho hmaht't tetched a1 drap but once sinc1e0 le's been1 wvith your~ "An' that was tile thno they threat. ened to jai yore husband for lenin' up Wilsonl's hogs, ani' w9 Bsucgded Ill squlashlin' the charge." "Yes, that was the time"-,-theo old we. mtaa pushed back her ginghnt poke bonnet and looked straight into Hil yer's eyes-"an' I aml) anklous to find out et tis thling hias malido hllm" "Not yet, Mlrs. Buhckley." HIllyers voice hiad fallen very low; It w~as al mnost husky. "Hut I've boeen that afeard i3Ud~.' n.tta Iia~tbe Mln1aranagI,iA Il~ hi al-owfw. ih Ithle 01 Wifid, Mrlkd, iteleh Vfu1 whle, 1 ~o back ai' tell 'htil. t i.1h *i 4 Wa 481011 I don't Low w1i it, he0'll d A a 1i1 piece 0' mIeih awivl . bilid jtest 146 'ar an' then it'll hihali;" The old woman nodded igain slowl3 ind then said: "Well, I'll go back in r s1de. This 1i a new wrinkle on Im( i It's considered right an' proper fe. 1 folks to go to the grave with the'r kin . an' I reckon thar ud be talk of I shirk ed hearin' the sentence, but tell Georgi I'll come down to the store afte ahille." "All right, Mrs. Buckley. I'll tel 'lim." As Hlillyer turned toward the gat( to reach the little street which stretch I ed out, lined with cottages and briel, law oiees, to the red brick freight ie pot at the far end, one of the loiuni. on the grams rose and slouched towari' himi. "Unve they sentenced Buckley yet?" he asked. "I'm a witness on that barn burnin' ease, an' er it ain't a-goin' to be enlled tonight I'mi a-goln' home." "It's next oi the ilocket," the mner chant informed hIm. 'rThe man11 hald anlother question ready. "What's cotton bringin' todny?" he I asked. "I've got a big white bale ready fer the ginl." "Seven and three-eights," answered Ill'yer, and he walked on. On the maii thoroughfare of the town lie had to pass eoveral brick stores where the clerk~s and merchants stood amid the heaps of their wares oil the narrow briCk idewailks, a1(d many of them asked about the Buckley trial. Illlyer made short but consklernte replies and hlsitled pastl. Oin i corier of onie of the streets ruining back to a railroad sidetrack, in the rear, stood his ware hou1se. Iiere lie found him negro portet busy with rattling floor trucks loading a box car with bags of grain. Tie of flee was. a commodlos room cut off inl one of the corners of the big brick building" ixt to the street. It cou- 1 i talld at long walnut counter full of I drawers, wilh shelves ovei'llead for old I ledger'., coimcicial reports. u111sty let ter tiles aid wired bntches of bills, re- I ceipts and anceled bank cheeks. I George Bluckley, a li 1ndl1somne, dark I eyed yoingi 111nn of tweity-seven or ('1ght,x at on a hiigh stool wriltinlg ini 0 ponldrus5 ledger. Tm-ning 1is head )1 and seeing who it was, ie remIovcd his hels from the rung of the stool antd turned round. There was a stelidy Stare inl Il.- eyes as lie fixed them ou I Iliyer's sympathetic, ahnost shrink ing face. "You (1dd not succeed." he said, his lips tightening. "No; he'd already made up is mind, George," replied the mnerchiaiit. George Buckley turned suddenly and hent over his ledger and took up his pen, bu1t le did not dip it In the ink Sanod. Ililliyer coul'd not see lis face, but lie noted that the hand holding the p01 wals1 (uIerIlig. Suddenly Buckley (lid tlk) P( dowin. aid IIillyer heard something resemubling ia sob or a gasp eseape him, then the young m3an stood down on3 the floor and ienhed foi hisq coat and pulled it ow, 11o wis deathly pale, his eyes were flashiig strangeiy. "George, where aire you going?"'1The Old man (caught lis airm, but Buck leIy wrenched it f'roim his grasp. "Let mue ailone, Mr'. 1 lhlyer'," aid he. "For God's sake, let iine alone!" "All right, George; I wals jest about"- But his5 word(s fell dead on the air, for' IHekley ihad talkenl his lhat,. ipulled it onl, and3( pluntged out at the stood1 like a mn1 turn'iedl to stone, and thent lie hurmriedl baick over the r'oughli floor' thriouigh the ware'house to the. inegro, ai tall, middl(1 e aged man3 3. "J kt,'' lie sa1id ex('itedly3, unrablIe to 'onitrl'O lhis voice, "dIrop) yore wor'k an' ~ r.un after George. Don't let 'im see t y'ou, buIt comie hack and( tell me wher'e " lie goes." t "All r'ight. Marse Ilillycer" and,. leav-. lng lila trucnks, thle negr'o hiastened( out g at tile side (1d0or of' the huildiig andi s1ped up1 the street. 1i113'yer went back t Into the oflice and~ sat dlown alt lisa pri- hi vnate (leak. Once lie lowered lis head( to lis crossed armns andl it looked as If lie wer'e pr'aylng. In ai few~ mlinultesM ,Jake re trned1, swinginig lis slouch hat in la hand. "Wel?" gaped IIllh1yer-"wlell ?" "I Ie went fust to de piostoflce, Mara nur11 wlit to git anty. It looked to 1me1 like lhe didn't kniow~ whniir hie was golin' ( ure what fer. D)en lie comle on downi by 1IIlhbouuse's bar. ie stoppe)dl dari ai'lt looked in, d1en lie cOmie on slow lIke ani' stoppedl ag'in. Den lie turneild an' wlllke~d back an1' wen03t in. I wenit i'oundi to de bamck end eni watchied. tie ' was at (de 'ounlter' oin~'l' him11 out ai dramii, Mlarse IIlllye'r."' "You say lie was, JTake?" said4 the mterehinnt., '. ",ake, ini the mori'in' I w33nlt you to truci(k aull thait wes0tern1 whea'1t over oin the othier sh(le. It's to damtp wher'e it is.'' "All i'ight, Mairse Illilyer."h A momen131t a3i'fter thle negr~o had loft th1e4 otlice (Ge(orge Ituckley ('amle in awl~ resumed hi(, ,is seat at the counter'1. 11i' ol iened thle big ledger', dipped his iie'i and3( began to wr'iite. I 1i11ly'r watchie: him i eniously31113. Ills11 han ieted: slenidy enough, but his cheeks were - 1 -" t "1C'8 in&aCiiaueo u ie '5ckey1 fluhe an.iardshV.ldoe f h s b r o w . h ist t h e ir d iAs l e y e e n 114bply wrinkled brOW and chieka, ti Mtood for a moment behind her non. tl1iybr fancied that their conversation light be of a private iaturo, aid, tak ig tip a grain sampler, lie left the oomt. The sound of his heavy boots row George Buckley's attention, aid 'oking round he saW his mother. Iler ympathetle eyes fell beneath his wild lare. "1 rockon Mr. Hillyer's already told *ou." she began. "Yes, he's told Inc." "Well, thar ain't lit one thing for cihble folks to do," faltered th'e wem in, "aln' that's to make the best of it in' go oin tryin' to do our own duty." "Yes," lie nodded vacantly, "you are 'ight. mother. Are you going home :onightt?" "No. I 'lowed it ud look more re ;peetful to stay till they tuck 'im off in he mornin'. The sheriff's wife axed tne to spdii the night with her in thc lall house, io I could be nigh 'm." George Buckley Mhuddored visibly, but he said nothing. It gave 'Mrs, Buckley the opportunity she was look. ilg for. "George, I reckon bein' young as yot: are an'-an' mixin' with folks here it Darley that lain't never been In seci imess, it goes harder with you than it loes with me, away out thar in tlc nountaiiis, but I w Ish you wouldnl' ake It so hard. You eiyn't hielp yor< )a's doin's. No, you enynl't. an' it 'ight miniided folks ain't a-goini' to lIlaunn (i'u. As fer ie"--she paused ani in. ;taint a1 she Iegain to rol her sunbon. let in her fat, red 1h lils--"wiy, miy boy, I feel jest like a awful lo:d wa tuck oWn n. I cayn't help It. It muy lot he hiunin-I .doi't know-but I reel jest that a-way. You think yore ross is hard to bear, but for fifteeni year I've hardly slept a sound niight's 4leep, expectin' nll' expectin' the o1. -ers o' the lNv to ride up an' hello ai the fence. An' keepin' his secrets aw, that's the wust of It, fer he would ell me every blessed bit o' deviliunit ic ever was in. It all began away ack fifteen year ago, when lie fell ofl As wagon an' struck his head agin a rock. He never got over that; It made im as Ill as a snake an' mad at ever' Jody, even his best friends. George, [ want to tell you how he did once whien" "Don't, don't, don't!" the young mar !rled. I know enough. I don't wai you ever to speak to ine of his crimes.' "Well, I won't, then," promised the 6voian. "I reckon I've heard so muel :f his doin's that it don't horrify mm is much as It would you. Well. I'l go on back. I'm goin' to Webber & G4and's an' buy him a chango o' uider -lothos an' some socks." When she had reached the big en tranco of the warehouse sie saw 11111 er In the center of tile building, walk tig back and forth, his gray head hang ng low, as if In troubled meditation rurning as it from a sudden impulse ihe went and joined him. The twc Flace(d each other. "I smelt liquor oil 'Im," she said tersely. "I stood nigh to 'im; hle's bad 'n a dram, Mr. lillyei." "Yes, he's had a drink or two, Mrs Buckley." "W~har'd lie git his whisky?'' ",lake followved 'lim an' seed 'im ai [Iihihouse's bar. I hain't said a wormd hbout it. It don't do one bilt o' gootl .0 pre'ach to a mian all tipset inI mind. in' half full at that." "No, yo're plumb righlt, an' nobody in drive Georgo. I'mi powerfully fraid this Is goln' to be his downward tart, Mr. Hillyer." "D~on't say that!" The wordls wer~e poken almost in a groan, and the mercha nt's sympathetic face seemed 'rung with Inward pain. "D)on't say iat," lie repeated, under' his breath. We mustn't lose hope-we mustn't do mit!" T1hme old womniuu stared at the worlu g ice for' a moment in silence; then she ukedh abruptly, "Mr. Ihilyer, wh'io is imit family o' Cranstons that's come ore from Virginia ?" "Oh, you've heard o' them ?" said :lllyer, taking a breath. "'Major run mstonl's a miember' of a finle old inmily, a regular' F. F. V.; lie owvns x or' seven farms in this counlty n' is ai lot 0' 1invsxt muent alli! over the~ iatry. ie morelVd heQmi aibout s~ x onuhii ago beca'se the climalOte agrees ith 'imi, an' he haini't very strong. eorge got acquainted with his daughi r, a pretty, likely gall, hut as proud a queen, ani' they've been good lends ever si'nce. She's wvell educated, i' so's he, an' they get along poweir ii well together. Hlave you ever seed i, Mrs. Buckley?" "Yes, once," answered the woman, mn' I never shall forgot it, fer It shw-~ 1 me pliainer what a fine character corge hias thamn any3thinig lie ever uno. Thuir's ai lot o' mleddilin' folks it at the Covo, Mr. Hillyer, an' the 'port got out that einec George got is schoolin' an.' you tuck '1m in withl Liu that lie wvas ashaiined o' mec. They 'pt this talk up, anl' wh'ien lie got to on it got wvuss, an' some11 of 'emI 'lowv I that the girl ldi't know wihat sort scrub kiin George had. This got to *corge somiehow', an' one day whlen I as at (Grove Level camp groiund with yme~ o' my neighbors, George fetched ' out alonig with somnd otheri couleIs f town folks. An' when he seed mne -setttin' in front 0' Mrs. Fellows' tent 'ith some more women lie fetched the n'l rIght up to ine. IIe wats sorteir ale ani' excited, but lie retched downa ni' tuck m~y hanid ani' lifted me1 uip, ni' says lie, 'Miss Cranston, I want oui to make thme acquaintanCe 0' my lothler'--no, that wasn't It exactly. 'his was It, 'Miss Cranston, I want you meet may miother,' an'l mel 'ni' heri book bands. It was awful, Mr. 111ll or, I've got a little imore sense 'n a my bird, an' I seed through It. I seed, lereover, that while she was a perfect ldy, she was sorter set back. She got eel in the face an' was alli flustered In rhat she Said, but lie stopped that talk ut our way an' showed what lie was." "Yes, ho's all right, Mrs. Buckley," 'he old man swallowed.. "Maybe," v'entured the old woman entatively, "maybe lie's in love with hat gal, Mr. Hhllyer, an' knows she tain't the sott--thiat her folks hiain't lie sort-to overlook a-a" "Thate just it, Mrs. Buckley," said he meorchatit witth firmness, "an' that ecounts for his mls5'y an' the wis y. This thing has lilt 'Imh away be W the lbelt. Thar's no0 twvo ways bout it. I'm dead afeard it's goen' a undo all that's been done." . oteadily. "Leeii hopeL fitt," she ql'd "Shuk'1elf the Lord will show h'u som< way to-to ivold that." 11111yer droppeld isl eyes, find, turn Ing toward the doot, the old womat slowly shambled out. Forced to Starve. 1". F'. Leek of Onord, Ky., say. wtrl twonty y'r i~rdaoi with a sre on Iy upper lp, so palifin someti mIe:t Ih 1 t I woild it, t, itd. Aftc va lly trying ev'rytin eli, I eur- i Iirent for bur1-4, (.i164 Ind votid. A PiCkens Dirg Co's. t tore; Only 25c. Notice to Old Soldiers. .ile mu viviig sl'di, rs of tho stat< or 0)]nfed Ii Stit-,v , ;nI P, ck o I c0.n) arI mine-IIl' 1 (1 t;.d h>oti m et, in I I( et( towi-ship (lh 5h ilav of August, i 3 o'u t Ck p. mil , for the puroo ( electinig a revprovenlaHtv tp i.eet it Own C1.1r.1 h oe lte fir-t Mlo.1day ii Seo" till er in x%. It l'et a (Cout: Ponsion B ). mrd for t he ar- 190( ''lhe plac! ut mee it m f--h1 towil 3hiip is: RI tslvey Tow Zih t)ip at Ed:t'ey. Liberty ' Tw n*-hip at Li berty Ceni il To hip at nICmral. Pickens To'vnship al, Pilieais. I-hurrieanio Towntship ati Milo Ciee B-tstatoe ' Tnwnship at Antioc Church. Pumpkiinto%ni Township tit Sutl orland's Storo. Dacusville T'ownship at Loopei gin. Vhlen aI-n1ebled the1y sha1 o1gai ize b;! oloctiog a chairmni and se< retary', ald shall then elect by balk in (X,..on federato soldier -uot holder not' tipplict) ut f )r a pilion. as the repri-seitative of tho vot.ore u of said Township. J. B. Newbery, Pension Con'r. July 19th, 1905. 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It builds upj the bloo0. b~y r'ecnstructinig and muli~tipilying the rei corpuscles, mtaking thet. bliod rich and r'ed It recstore's and stimabltes the nerv'es caiusinig a full free flow of nterve' fore thrioughout the en1tir! nerve system. speedcily cures iunstrunig 0erv'e3, nerv'ou ness*, nei rvouis pro.t ratiu'; and all olthe dlise.ase's of I lhe ner'lvoust sy stemn. R V DA I lS TOCN IC j'j sold nuder a posi tive gOuat ee. Trial she 50 cenats. Family sire 5t.00 MANUF~ACTiURED BY The Radical Remiedy Company H iCKORY. N. C. For sale by Pickens Drug C MAIN STREET BARBER SHOP I do not boast of shop fix tures, but I do pridec myself oi my work. Easy Shaves, Shampoos and Artistic Hair' Cuts. (Alie tne a Tr'ial and be. Conintcedl Isral Marshall, Thornle) Building, Main St. ..DENTIST.. SENECA, -8. (1. 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