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The*y a+ foredin ha wa mke + Pickens, South Carolina Goodsto Meet THE CHEAP PRICE OF COTTON Boys' Suits from $1.25 to .--..--.--------------$ 7.50 Men's Suitsjfrom $8.00 to .-..-----..------------15.00 Hats from 25c to-.--------------------------- 3.50 A lot of $.125 Hats for...------..----.------------50 All 50c Shirts for--.--------.-----------------45 15Sc per pound for frying chickens up 30c; Hens, 10Oc per pound up to 40c. 30c paid for eggs. A lot of Chattanooga Plows and Points. * Yours for trade J. W. Hendricks D*A successful remedy for Rheumatism, Blood Poisoln and F ~~ Blood Diseae. At al Drggst $100 a. U F. V. LEPPMAN CO.. 5avannati,~G8. L The Trey A Novelized Version of the Motion Produced by the 1 By LOUIS JO Adatr ef "7h Femmi Har*.' ""T LIllastrated wt Photographi Cpyrigh, 1914, by CHAPTER XVIII. -Stranded. Mr. Thomas Barcus picked himself up from the bottom of the lifeboat, where he had been violently precipi tated by the impact of grounding, blinked and wiped tears of pain from his eyes, solicitously tested his nose and seemed to derive little if any com fort from the discovery that it was not broken, opened his mouth . . . and remembered the presence of a lady. "Poor Mr. Barcus!" she said gently. "I'm so sorry. Do forget I'm here %nd say it cut loud!" Mr. Barcus dropped his hands and dropped his head at the same time. "It can't be did," he complained in Bmbittered resignation; "the words ave never been invented . . ." In the bows Mr. Law (who had barely saved himself a headlong plunge overboard when the shoal took rast hold of the keel) felt tenderly of is excoriated shins, then, rising, com passed the sea, sky and shore with an inxious gaze. In the offing there was nothing but he flat, limitless expanse of the night bound tide, near at hand vaguely sil ered with the moonlight, in the dis tances blending into shadows; never L light or shadowy, stealing sail in hat quarter to indicate pursuit. "Where are we?" he wondered aloud. "Ask me an easy one," Barcus re plied; "somewhere on the south shore Af the cape-unless somebody's been ampering with the lay of this land. at'sa lighthouse over yonder." Alan took soundg T 'U -9- .. "Barely two feet," he announced, withdrawing the oar from the water, 'and eel-grass no end." "Oh!" Barcus ejaculated with the ccent of enlightenment; and leaving he motor, turned to the stern, over which he draped hi'mself in highly un ecorative fashion while groping un er water for the propeller. "That's the answer," he repeated; 'there's a young bale of the said eel rass wrapped round the wheel. Which, I suppose, means I've got to ,o overboard and clear it away." Like Mr. Law, he wore neither shoes or other garments that could be more amaged by salt water than they had een-but only shirt, trousers and a >elt. "If you've nothing better to do, my rtical friend," he observed as he stooped to hack and tear at the mass >f weed embarrassing the propeller, 'you might step out and give us a rial shove. Don't strain yourself ust see If you can move her." The boat budged not an inch-but r. Law's feet did, slipping on the reacherous mud bottom with the up ihot of his downfall; with a mighty splash he disappeared inomentarily eneath the surface-and left his tem er behind him when he emerged. As for Mr. Barcus, he suffered like oss within five minutes; when, with nuch pains and patience having freed he wheel, he climbed aboard and ,ought to restart the motor. After L few affecting coughs It relapsed into itubborn silence. Studious examination at length 3rought out the fact that the gasoline ;ank was empty. "Not so much as a smell left," Bar ~us reported. Dug into HI-s Money Belt. "It's no use," he conceded at length. "We're here for keeps." "Why .not wade ashore?" Rose Trine suggested mildly from the place she ad taken In the stern in order to ighten the bows. "It isn't far-and what's one more wetting?" "That's the only sensible remark that's been uttered by any party to this lunatic enterprise since you hove within earshot of me, Mr. Law," said Mr. Barcus. "Respectfully submitted." "The verdict of the lower court stands approved," Alan responded gravely. "But there's no sense in Miss Trine wading," Barcus suggested. ''We're web-footed as it is, and she's too tired." "Well, what then?" "We can carry her, can't we?" CHAPTER XIX. "Gee!" he grunted frankly, when after a toilsome progress from the boat, Rose at length slipped from the seat formed by the clasped hands of the two men. "And It was me who suggested this!" The girl responded with a quiet laugh of the most natural effect Imag inable-until it ended in a sigh, and without the least warning she crum pled upon herself, and would have fallen heavily, in a dead faint, but for Alan's quickness. The Dutch government has declined all American offers of Financial aid for the Belgian ref ugees in Holland. She says it would be incompatible with the country's honor to allow charit able organis ions of another nation to assist inthis mercy wo uily te Dutch! 0' Hearts Picture Drama of the Same Name iniveral film CO. SEPH VANCE & am &4""T BLa& &g.".of. frm the iatre Production [ouis Joseph Vance "Good Lord!" Barcus exclaimed, so Alan gently lowered the inert body of the girl to the sands. "And to think I didn't understand she was so nearly all in-chaffing her like that! I'd like to kick myself!" "Don't be impatient," Alan advised grimly; "I'm busy just at present, but . . . Meantime, you might fetch some water to revive her." It was an order by no means easy to fill; Barcus had only his cupped hands for a vessel, and little water remained in them by the time he had dashed from the shallows back to the spot where Rose lay unconscious, while the few drops he did manage to sprinkle into her face availed noth ing toward rousing her from the trance-like slumbers of exhaustion into which she passed from her fainting fit. . . . In the end Alan gave up the effort. "She's all right," he reported, releas ing the wrist whose pulse he had been timing. "She fainted, right enough, but now she's just asleep-and needs It, God knows! It would be kinder to let her rest, at least until I see what sort of a reception that lighthouse is inclined to offer us." "You'll go, then?" Barcus inquired. "I'd just as lief, myself . . "No; let me," Alan insisted. "It's not far-not more than a quarter of a mile. And she'll be safe enough here, in your care, the little time I'm gone." Barcus nodded. His face was drawn and gray in the moon-glare. "Thank God!" he breathed brokenly, "you're able. I'm not." He sat down suddenly and rested his eid-&c4is-knees. "Don't be longer than you can help7"1he -muttered thickly. He had come to the headland of the lighthouse itself before the ground began to shelve more gently to the beach; and was on the point of ad dressing himself to the dark and silent cottage of the lightkeeper when he paused, struck by sight of what till then had been hidden from him. The promontory, he found, formed the eastern extremity of a wide-armed if shallow harbor where rode at moor ings a considerable number of small craft-pleasure vessels assorted about equally with fishing boats. And barely an eighth of a mile on, long-legged wharves stood knee-deep in the water, like tentacles flung out from the sleepy little fishing village that dotted the rising ground-a community of per hape two hundred dwellings. Nor was this all-even as Alan hove In view of the village he heard a series of staccato snorts, the harsh tolling of a brazen bell, the rumble of a train pulling out from a station. And then he saw its jewel-string of lights flash athwart the landscape and vanish as its noise died away diminuendo. Where one train ran another must. He need only now secure something to revive Rose, help her somehow up the beach, and in another hour or two, of a certainty, they would be speed ing northwarde, up the cape, toward Boston and the land of law and order. Such thoughts as these, at least, made up the texture of his hopes; the outcome proved them somewhat too presumptuous. He jogged down a quiet village street and into the rail road station just as the agent was clos ing up for the night. A surly citizen, this agent, ill-pleased to have his plans disordered by chance flung strangers. He greeted Alan's breathless query with a grunt of In grained churlishness. "Nah," he averred, "they ain't no more trains till mornin'. Can't y' see I'm shuttin' up?" "But surely there must be a tele graph station-" "You bet your life they Is-right here in this depot. An' I'm shuttin' it up, too." "Has the operator gone for the night?" "He's going. I'm the op'rator. No business transacted after office hours. Call raound at eight o'clock tomor row mornin'. Now If you'll jest step out of that door, I'll say g'd-night to you." "But I must send a telegram," Alan protested. "I tell you, I must. It's a matter of life and death." "Sure, young feller. It always is after business hours." "Won't you open up again-" "I tell you, no!" In desperation Alan rammed a hand into his trousers pocket. "Will a dol lar influence your better judgment?" he suggested shrewdly. "Let's see your dollar," the other re turned with no less craft-open in credulity Informing his countenance. And, surely enough, Alan brought forth an empty hand. "Make a light," he said sharply. "My money's in a belt round my waist. Open your office. You'll get your dol lar, all right." "All right," he grumbled, reopening the door of the telegraph booth and making a second light inside. "There's blanks and a pencil. Write your mes sage. It aint often I do this-but I'll make an exception for you." Alan delayed long enough only to make a few inquiries, drawing out the Information that, for one who had not patience to wait the morning train northbound, the quickest way to any city of importance was by boat across Buzzard's bay to New Bedford. Boats, it was implied, were plenti ful, readily to be chartered. A time-table supplied all other need ful advice. Alan wrote his message swiftly. Addressed to Digby, his man of business In New York, It required that gentleman to arrange for a motor-cor to be held in waiting on the water front of New Bedford from 3:00 a. m. until called for in the name of Mr. Law, as well as for a special train at Providence, on similar provisions. Notice of Final Settlement and Discharge Notice is hereby given that I wlli make application to J. B. Newbety, Esq., Judge of Probate for Pickens county, in the State of South Carolina, on the 18th day of December, 1914, at ll o'clock in the forenoon, or as soon thereafter as said application be heard, for leave to make final settlement of the estate of W. N. Hendricks, deceased, and ob tain discharge as administratrix of said estate. MRs. M. T. HENDRIX, 32 Admini-tratrix. HODGE'S 5c., Notions, UndE We Lead Thei and D NOTHING Easley, But now, though he was all uaeun 5cious of the fact, he went no more alone. His shadow in the moonlight kept im company upon the sands; and bove, on the edge of the bluffs, an ther shadow moved on parallel ourse and at a pace sedulously pat erned after his. He found his sweetheart and his riend much as he had left them, with his difference-that Mr. Barcus now lay flat on his back and snoring lustily. He was wakened quickly enough, .owever, by Alan's news. But when it was th'e turn of Rose hey faltered. She lay so still, be rayed her exhaustion so patently in very line of her unconscious posture, s well as in the sharp pallor of her ace upturned to the moon, that it eemed scarcely less than downright nhumanity to disturb her. None the less, it had to be done. &lan hardened his heart with the re inder of their urgent necessity, and TwoXen I et do f .os diengge thir wom anden-S 3etal brtoutor itone whilhe arcusf fw derops ofbrandy.ain eteen thm, they helpsed haer es bahyp the ndnof Aand alngh nay byo he ere. ms o od "Watste dinadther armsonhd en Brwiu molle assisetince wfhie ecsr-n was trdfom b ten igrheels inrhiseownpfamishedneagere >ess byon the had land fln theavgh "T! the consuter n amnihed wih areuan foloedru teydiectoi Aswthene wavtanficeb therue ;igh wofrockeudth! spainTo thela Tihtaed krousgA a release hnis blebon the heold of the lgt-l eto csute onle anithe witha itnae I an farnfu a bat.Tel As wthn orvie they that-thatd e wornd: "Juditnd Tthis lapn radedngrvly "Or soeion ofth ten barousing An frtease his eemeds that thehold of thei otel "Goon hae insied "ofvings qand r;e your super uestion with bareu ut oonea beor can arangelora batd Tewll ae tig vocran tha alwtthat io asi abedn eore igron. Hetrued toasn his lareed Jap raedn fromt the dirersin of the atest barom sAndhs foer-crieri ier theaaet ter which othe luck vaiusly eeee to cafringr. r Tery obervuesto as relyuly eriti beorues theylr litod upo wii ngie and proiled arlowtowMr. reed idrein naby. esueyae y, Jaekte-m. er! Abad gultdt wnrshim the af test urd ofAanchst olwitudeiseme the adjaets waros, wih ev-a ryiciul knd splashhofteblde heyh oseved astre fvlious thn tenn rut the nearer upone andso hepmioroboat hMr Br. esed e i ownoIt surl pace neti Atnhoedm psddnytofn Aboardeedcoverinohm wth warf, l ue of Alan'iios soliciter eeme ehdf the reasts arehensith ofvan aeri nde splashe offingblaee uih's wchoned h byac eo vlurinus e eounne rouhed. ere h dou fellerbothc Mr. Breed nucd antd quics own. itnt wasrgetn n lan elooed upntirenlply then ame had the les aprheninfrnce ne nspaer tward the weaong wer odith'sl sconrfesional be lurking atngked its priey to com ou hande bein deoredaneostanasrw ndIn tke tatmeyel of eyours, A lanuneced nimsely tok apwlda t e ythtuofeM. Teedifeec Lhe throat of Mr. Breed. Before that one knew what wus hap-. 10c., 25c. STORE' rwear, Crockery, upplies, Glassware n All on Goods to ollars. Buy Here OVER DOLLA pening he had gone over the stern and had involuntarily disarmed him- d self as well. r The other two men made a sad busi- E ness of attempti-.g to overpower Mr. t Barcus. In less than a minute they were both overboard. S "And just for this," Alan said before s getting out of earshot-"I'm going to treat my party to a joy-ride in your pretty powerboat." C He concluded this speech abruptly as Barcus brought them up under the i quarter of the power cruiser. t Within two minutes the motor was spinning contentedly, the mooring had' been slipped, and the motorboat was I heading out of the harbor. Within five minutes she had left It a well astern and was shooting rapidly C westward, making nothing of the buf- I fets of a very tolerable sea kicked up I by the fresnening southwesterly wind. "My friend," observed Alan, "as I our acquaintance ripens I am iore t and more impressed that neither of us was born to die a natural death, C t C C adowe Him whehe aedoratth hands o ths ( who islie us butrathr tobet anged as cmo piae.I "Yoi' have the courage of igno- t ance," Barcus replied coolly; "if rou'll take the trouble to glance astern : promise you a sight that will move ou to suspend judgment for the time eing." At thiz Alan sat up with a start. I Back against the loom of the Eliza- t eth islands through which they had , avigated while he nodded, shone the t ilk-white sails of an able schooner. d Sheets all taut and every inch of anvas fat .with tihe beam wind, she r footed it merrily in their wake-a sil- s er jet spouting from her cutwater. CHAPTER XX. Hell-Fire. But by this stage in his history Mr. g Law had arrived at a state of mnind t: mmune to surprise at the discovery a hat he had once more failed to elude g, he vigilance r~nd pertinacity of the t) oman who sought hIs life. b He viewed the schooner with no ore display of emotion than resided n narrowing eyelids and a tightening b f the muscles about his mouth. b "Much farther to go?" he inquired ~ resently, in a colorless voice. "At our present pace-say, two t ours." "And will that enable us to hold ur own ?" "Just about," Barcus allowed, squint- ~ ng critically at the chase; "she's h ome footer, that schooner; and this b s just the wind she likes best." t1 "How much lead have we got?" - "A mile or so-none too much." b "Anything to be done to mend mat ters ?" "Nothing-but pray, if you remem er how." c In the end they made it by a narrow argin. The face of Judith Trine was c istinctly revealed by the chill gray r bight of early dawn to those aboarda the power cruiser as she swept up a hrough the reaches of New Bedford r arbor and aimed for the first wharf ~ hat promised a fair landing on the ain waterfront of the city. ti There was neither a policeman nor t watchman of any sort in sight. 1 Nor was there, for all his hopes and c prayers, based on the telegram to t igby, a sign of a motor car. Still, not much of the street was evealed. The docks on either hand a ere walled and roofed, cutting off the ~ riew-. If they ran for it, they must surely e overhauled. Something must be one to hinder the crew of the chooner from landing- a "Here!" he cried sharply to Barcus. is 'You take Rose and hurry to o the street and find that motor-car. I now she's there. Digby never failed e yet!" "But you-"t "Don't waste time worrying about t me. I'll be with you in three shakes- ~ 'm only going to put a spoke in Ju ith's wheel. I've got a scheme!" As for his scheme--he had none ther than to give them battle, to sac ifice himself if need be, to make sure the escape of Rose. Sheer luck smiled on him to this extent, that in turnIng his eye lighted on a four-foot length of stout, three- e inch scantling, an excellently for a'- v. S-DOLLAI Enamelware, H , Dolis, Toys, Etc Sell for Nickels, I and Save the Diff I R Sold in tb . Belte But soon, disarmed, his case was esperate-and there were two al eady safe upon the dock and others iadly scrambling up to reinforce hem. Wildly he cast about for some sub titute weapon, he leaped toward a mall pyramid of little but heavy kegs, nd seizing one, swung It overhead nd cast it full force Into the midriff f his nearest enemy; so that this one oubled up convulsively, with a sick h grunt, and vanished in turn over he end of the wharf. His fellow followed with less injury. lut Alan had no time to wonder rhether the man had tripped and hrown himself in his effort to escape second hurtling keg, or had turned oward and fled. It was enough that e had returned, precipitately and eavily, .to the schooner. The keg, meeting with no resistance, ursued him even to the deck, where he force of Its- Impact split Its seams. None of the combatants, however, Lan least of all, noticed that the pow er that filtered out was black sand oarse. Alan, indeed, had only the aziest notion that they were powder :egs he used as ammunition. That hey were heavy and hurt when they ollided with human flesh and bone ras all that interested him. In the same breath he heard a riendly voice shout warning far up he dock, and knew that Barcus was oming to his aid. A glance. over-sh red the cause o aen who had thus far escapea ,ttentions were maneuvering to fall pon him from behind. The bound equired to evade them brought him ace to face with Judith as she landed u the dock. "Oh," she cried, "I hate you, I hate "So you've said, my dear, but-" His final words were not audible yen to himself. In his confidence now thatBarcus was taking care of lie others) and his Impatience with he woman, and in his .perhaps un rorthy wish to demonstrate conclu ively how cheap he held her, Alan ad tossed the pistol over the end of he wharf. It was an old-fashioned weapon; and he force with which It struck the eck released the hammer. Instantly the .44 cartridge blazed sto the open head of a broken powder :eg. And with a roar like the trump of oom and a mighty gust of flame and moke the decks of the schooner were [yen and shattered; her masts tot ered and fell... CH APTER XX!. Anticlimax. Alan came to himself supported by arcus-his senses still reeling from ie concussion of that -.thunderbolt rhich he had so unwittingly loosed ie'cloud of sulphurous smoke and yet issipated by the wind. Judith lay at his feet, stunned; and aund about other figures of men in ensible, if not, for all he..could say, ead. And then Barcus was hustling him nceremoniously down the wharf. "Come! Come!" he rallied 'Alan. Pull yourself together and keep a tiff upper lip. Rose is waiting In 1e car, and if you don't want to be rrested you'll stir your stumps, my an! That explosion is-going to bring ie worthy burghers of New Bedford uzzing round our ears like a swarm ! hornets!' His prediction was justified even efore It was made; already the near y dwellings were vomiting half lothed humanity; already a score of eople were galloping down toward ie head of the wharf; and In their umber a policeman appeared as If by iagic. And while the man hesitated Alan rabbed him by the shoulder, threw im bodily from the car, dropped into is seat, cried a warning to Rose, and irew In the clutch. The machine re ponded without a jar; they were, a undred feet distant from the scene f the-accident before Alan was fairly - ettled In his place. As he grew more and more calm, he angratulated himself on having drawn n~ excellent car In the lottery of iance. It was light, but the motor in famously, and if not capable of racing pace It would serve his ends s speedily as was consistent with easonable care for the life of the roman he loved. Yet his congratulations were prema ire; they were not ten minutes out - the environs of the city when Rose ft her 'seat and knelt behind his, to mmuncate the Intelligence that iey were already being pursued. A heavy touring car, she said it was, riven by a man, a woman In the at by his side-Judith the latter, the ian an old employe of her father's y the name of Marrophat. Marrophat! Alan remembered that one. He could only trust in his skill as driver, and skill is the lesser factor i such a race. They could overtake the fugitives ractically when they would. But for some weird, incomprehen Ible reason they chose to hang a cer in distance In the rear, a distance at could readily be bridged by two inutes of furious driving. Why? In the succeeding quarter-hour the amness of fatalism became Alan's. 'hey were biding their time for. some ecret and fatal purpose. The blow -as predestined to fall, but cruelly de ~rred. For his own part, he drove like an rceptionally cunning madman. . And then, quite clearly, he 'eog silery, limes, QU erence - Dse8 n, S. C.> character of the road that lay him as the car sped- like a drago down a slight grade. From the bottom of the gradei swung away in a wide, graceful bordered for some distance by tracks on a slightly lover level..'. He had guessed tire fiendish. the other driver only too truly. As they approached at expre"P speed the stretch where the read -; afleled the tracks Alan sought to __ the left-hand ilde of the road, but - vain. Roaring, with its muffer cut-out, pursuing car swept up and baffled h -- bringing its right forward wheel up beside the left rear wheel ofhis car, then more slowly forging up until with its weight, bulk and superior power, it forced him Inch by inch to the right, toward the tracks; until his right-hand wheels left the road and - ran on uneven turf, until the left-hand wheels as well lost grip on the road metal, until the car began to diken the slope to the tracks. He heard the far hoot-toot of - freight locomotive . . There followed a maniacnomen when the world was upside.doun-' Alan's car slipped and skIdded,swung - sideways with frightful moment & toward the railroad tracks, caught Wti<% whe91s against the ties, and' The sun swung In the heavens ball on a strin& ThEre was a -- roar . . . There was no "Alan!$ killed?" "No-not even mu I fancy, he replied. "And you?" "Not much-" The deep-throated roar of the loco motive bellowing danger silenced him. -- He closed his eyes. -- Then abruptly the weight was lifted - from his chest. He saw aman drag ging Rose from under the machine, and saw that the man was Marrophat. And almost Immediately someone lift ed his head and shoulders, caught him with two hands beneath his arm pits and drew him clear of the machine. And the face or his rescuer was the face of Judith Trine. The crash he had expected, of the car being crumpled up by the oncom. j ing locomotive, did not follow.-4 As he scrambled to his feet, his first ___ glance was up the track,~and discov- N ered the train slowing to a halt. His next was one of wonder for the countenance of Judith Tine as she__ stood, at a little distance, regarIV him; her look almost illegible, a curi ous compound of passions colorinig it relief, regret, hatred, love . His third glance descried beyond her the figures of Marrophat carrying Rose in his arms, stumbling as he ran toward his car on the highroad. He moved precipitately to pursue but found his way barred by JTudith. - "No!" she cried violently. "No, yon - shalnot-!" Her hand sought the grip of a re volver- that protruded from her pocket, Z With a short, hysterical gasp, he be gan to laugh. -- 'What!" he taunted' her-"aganr "Thli.what you like!" she cried In a frenzy. "You saved me once-now I spare you. We're quite. But next - time-" "0-rot!" he Interjected. "You will The Face of Judith WaM ~ Revealed.WAM != never have the coura#7:3 - trigger when I'm heE hands!" The hot blood mantM N face like red fire. breath with asob, at him: -- "Well, If you mu I can't bring mys would to God I c For all that, you s save you If I wouldF ' -- Ise you-yoush again before you - And while he swung from him and r ering the little dista0 and the car. As she jumped I down upon the s conscious sister, car away. It vanishetW throng of _ ed andas