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THE BARNWELL PEOPLE-SENTINEL, BARNWELL, SOUTH CAROLINA
THURSDAY,
CHAPTER I.—ElAhlnsr, In Ml* fash
ion, from a private dock, Dick Van
Ness watches u ship, the Pelican, which
ho recognise* ns the Behron, his fa
ther's yacht before his death and finan
cial reverses forced him to part with It.
A man whom ho hears a girl who ac
companies him address as Mr. ]Uake,
lands from the yacht. The girl drops
h«r handbag In the stream, and Dick
recovers It. Thanking him, she gives
him her visiting card. She is Alice
Cutler, nlsce of Stephen Cutler, suc
cessful business rival of the elder Van
Ness.
CHAPTER IT —Dick overhears s con
versation between ' plake and Captain
Brent of the Pelican which gives him
the impression that the yacht Is hound
on a voyage of adventure to an Island
the name of which he does not Near.
CHAPTER ITT.—Acting on Impulse
Dick, footloose and ready for any sort
of adventure, remembers a hiding
In the main cabin of the yacht and de
termines to conceal himself '
a stowaway—with the party. Stephjni
Cutler. Invalid, comes aboard, with his
niece, end the ship sails.
(CONTINUED FROM LAST WEEK)
CHAPTER IV
Without premeditation Dick had
placed himself In the position of be-
Inif an envesdropper to every bit of
Kosslp and conversation that took
place In the m.'|ln cabin. In planning
to get aboard the Pelican he hiul hard
ly given consideration to the thought
that the open register would 'idmlt
any and all sounds. He was aSittle
startled when he found how distinctly
even a whlt-pcr was carried to him. It
was ns if the cabin was a great sound
ing board, with Its focal |M>lnt of wave
vibration at the register over his head
The first night he learned from de
tached remarks tilings that Iwdli en
lightened and bewildered him. Steve
Cutler was going on u cruise mi ch
against his own will, through the
urgent advice of Doctor Alster. ihe
family physician, and of Mr. Hlake,
his private seen ary, with Alice, his
niece, as a loving hut llrm co-con
spirator. The theory of Dick's that
the cruise was to hunt for some hid
den treasure received a severe JolP.
The yacht was hound for VulliwUa.
an Island off the southern coast, that
hud been fitted up at great expeic-e by
the millionaire for a quiet wluier re
sort. It was a small, Isolated island
without any communication with the
mainland, and far enough from the
lanes of travel to protect the occu
pants from visitors and curiosity seek
ers.
Cutler was a sick man. according to
the testimony of his physician, and
unless he t<s>k a rest of a few wa^ks
the Inevitable breakdown would fol
low. Angered Imth at I lie doctor who
condemned him to a period of isola
tion, and at nature for playing him
■uch a shabby trick, the old man
fumed and fretted.
When be realized Hie actual situa
tion Dick regretted the course he had
taken. The romance of the voyage
suddenly lost it* this nr. There was a
chance of adventure on a deserted is-
fiihd, with a party of searchers for
hurled treasure; out a small privately
•wned place,* even if it were a mere
dot on the ocean far from land, offered
little of romance and less of adven
ture.
There would be servants on It, a
■mall army of them, perhaps; formal
gardens and cufllvntod lields; conven
tional summer houses, golf links, ten
nis courts, and all the artilieial inven
tions of civilization to amuse visitors,
^herc would be hardly A wild nook or
cranny where lie could hide and make
himself coniforfuhle.
Disgusted by Hie outlook, he felt la-
eliped to abandon all secrecy and step
forth from tils place of concealment
and confess. They could do nothing
more than hold him as a stowaway and
make him work for his parage. On
the whole that would not he onerous.
The presence of Alice Cutler would
add a little zeat of romance to the
experience. ~ »
The second night out Ids cramped
prison began to tell on his nerves. Too
touch Inaction was worse than To©
much exercise. Scrubbing the dec.
-tinder the angry eyes of Captain Brent
•eemed preferable to remaining In the
Barrow compartment.
The main cubin' was deserted, nm
-Dick struck a match tb light a cigb‘
rette. It was his one consolation, and
Bow that he was indifferent about hb
future he lost hty usual caution. Only
one electric light was burning In the
cabin, and the stillness of the place
got on his nerves.
‘TU get out tonight and take a good
rest on one of those cushions,” he
mused. “Captain Brent will get a jolt
when he finds me there.’' He grinned
at the thought.
Suddenly he became conscious of
the presence of some one in the rutin.
The soft fall of u foot on the thick
“We’ll Be There by Tomorrow Night,
Won't We, Captain?” It Wa« Mr.
Blake Speaking.
carpet near his hiding place was fol-
lowed a moment later by the openlmp
and closing of a door. Another foot
step, heavier and clumsier than the
first, reached his ears. The two met
not far from the open register, so that
their whispered words could be dis
tinctly heard.
“We’ll he there by tomorrow night,
won’t we, captain?” It was Mr. I’.Iuke
speaking.
“Yes, if notHing happens. The
baronfeter’s falling a little, but I guess
^e’ll get ahead of any storm. It seems
n> be breaking behind us instead of
ahead.”
There was a second or two of al
ienee. Then Jtluke added:
‘‘You understand Just what to do?
When 1 give the signal you Wist sail
away. Dent stop to ask questions,
and.don't mind what others say. (Set
off at (nice, and hang around Marsh
inlet until you get a wireless from me.''
’’Suppose your wireless ashore don’t
work V”
“It will work. I'll see to that. I’m
eomeHiing of an crperf. If anything's
wrong with It, 1 11 soon repair It. Don't
worry al»oiit that.”
“lou think ,vou ran keep the old man
quiet ?”
“He won't bother me any.” was the
quiet reply, areoni|»anled, Dick
Imagined, l*y a smile of eontldenee 4
- “Well, good night! W'e don't want
to tie seen together alone. I shan't
speak to you again unless the’ others
are around.”
Dick heard them move across the
cabin in opposite direc tions. Captain
I hint went outside on the deck, and
Mr. Hlake erept«hack to his state
room.
Dlek forgot his cigarette and per
mltted the light to go opt. Me was
pondering the words of the two men.
They puzzled him. and awakened In
his niiiid the old suspicion that there
was something in the cruis© not put
down in the itinerary' of Sieve Cutler.
“I ge.ess l'|| ••ieep over It.” he de
elded, smiling “Maybe 1 won't show
myself quite jet. Hlake's a slh k chap,
and Hrent looks like a prize tighter."
He slept fitfully until morning, and
with the dawn oi’ u new day eume a
new resolution. He would r.ee the ad
venture through as planned, and not
expos* his liiind until they landed. In
the hope that lie would overhear more
conversation to enlighten him he kept
his ears open every time-anyone en
tered the cabin; but as It was n heau :
flful day most of the passengers re
mained on the disk, and nothing of
consequence happened.
It was lute in the afternoon when a
coumiqtiun oil deeb HroHsed hitn +Yom
the tramp of many feet he eoncluded
that Koine!Idng unusual had happened.:
but he was a little disappointed whei^
Alice Cutler paksed through the cabin
and said to her maid:
“Het my things ready, Marie. We’ll
land before dark.”
Once again the desire to step out of
Ids hiding place surged up in Dick, but
he suppressed it. Now that relief from
Ids intolerable position was in sight he
didn’t want to make a bad break. If
the family landed before dark the
.vacht would he partly deserted, and
the opportunity of stealing forth un
observed would come to him.:
J!“'f pji hour In.fcr the screw of the
yadit jdowed Its revolutions. Dick
Judged they wore approaching land or
passing through some crooked chan
nel that requited caution. The en
gine-room bell clanged repeatedly, and
the yacht varied its speed accordingly.
Then came a slight jar and vlbra-.
tlon. Sharp orders from Brent, nn^
other jar, and then the propeller
censed its activity. They were at Val
halla. and the voyagers were landing.
Dick listened impatiently to the bus
tling commoilon outside until It sub
sided. He waited a full half hour after
that to make sure they were ashore.
Then he quietly tBiirhed the spring
that controlled Vhe secret panel, and
a# the latter flew Open he craned hl>
head forward. The cabin was empty.
With a smile of rellef^te stepped out.
One foot had scarcely touched the
carpeted'floor when n shriek that filled
the cabin with echoes Ktnrtled him.
Around the way from him, with her
hack to the opposite wall, crossing her
self with both hands,-stood Marie, her
eyes bulging with fear. Site had seen
him emerge from the dusty compart-
anif Hide again; Ifut'the girl’s dlscovEPy
of him made that counw Impracticable
He dosed the panel witt/a touch of
the spring, and sprang back Into the
gloom of the cabin. -The door of a
stateroom stood open, and thhmgh It
he plunged withbnt looking around.
At almost the same Instant Captain
Brent appeared In the cabin, and de-
, mnnded of the maid, “What's the maK
Iter? Wliat’re you yelling for?”
Marie was unable for a few, seconds
to recover her w'lts. She kept on
shrieking and crossing herself until
the skipper shook her by the arm.
“Quit that!” h© commanded; ^Shut
up, and tell me what's the matter."
, “A ghost, captaJn,”. sire—stammered
between chattering teefh. “It come
right out of the wall—come—come—” ■
"Ghost, your grandmother!” growled
Brent. “New-—”
Dick waited to hear tip more. The
stateroom he was In opened directly
upon the deck. He slipped the catch
noiselessly and stepped oat, p was
dark, and there was no one on that
side of the yacht. In the gloom he
saw the dark outlines of trees and
rocks, with the land rising abruptly
from, the water to a sort of peak,
topped off by » low, rambling struc
ture, w hose chimneys stood silhouetted
against the sky like gaunt fingera.
Lights twinkled here and there In
the ntwauce. some stntjqp'ovy others
moving, hnd voices broke the stlllnesi
oechaUnally as one called to another
At Ms left the phosphorescence of the
oceen gleamed fitfully In the Wilf light.
The yacht had landed at a dock that
Jutted far out Into the water.
Dick glanced at the end, measured
the distance to the Island, and decided
that his safest way would be to drop
overboard and'swim ashore. The com
motion in the cabin, caused by Marie’s
screams, had extended to the dock,
and, running feet could be beard ap
proaching.
(.’limbing over the rail he lowered
himself with a rope until his feet
touched the wllter. He shivered a lit
tle at the chill, and then dropped
noiselessly in the cold brine and began
swimming quietly toward the shore.
Marie’s alarm, after nil, helped him,
for it drew the attention of the whole
crew to the cabin, and hy the time any
one thought of searching the outside
of It Dick was pulling himself upon a
• rock completely sheltered from view.
He sat there wringing his clothes when
Marie, accompanied by Brent, crossed
tbr gangplank and landed on tbc dock.
Sbe was still protesting that she bad
seen a ghost. v
“He came right through the wall,
t’ap'n Brent,” she moaned.- “I nearly
fainted when I saw him.’’
“You’d better not tell Mr. Cutler yon
•aw a ghost on his yacht, if you ddht
want to be fired,” replIedTtrent. “Now
get up to the house or Miss Cutler
win—”
“Captain.” Interrupted a voiee out of
the darkness, •what's all this noise
.shout? Mr. Cutler sent me dovyn to
Inquire.”
Dick recognized the voice of Mr.
Flake.
“Nothing but a hysterical woman.”
growled Brent. ’‘She thought she saw
something—»t ghost—and she let out a
shriek like n fog whistle. Hustle her
up to her mistress. I got enough to do
without looking after her.”
'“Oh, Mr. Hlake," walled Marie, "on
my word and honor I saw something
—a man—”
"Thought you said It was a ghost.”
Jeered Brent.
"\Yeli, sdr. It was n man ghost—a
tall young man. with dark hair and
blfick eyes, with—with « white face.”
Brent laughed hoarsely. "We got a
lot of dark men Ip the crew, Marie—
good-lookers, ton.”
“But I never saw him before; he
was not in the crew. He was differ
ent—a gentleman.’’
Blake and the captain exchanged
glances, and the latter finally said:
"Well, if he's aboard, Marie. I’ll find
hltn, and when I do I'll bring him up
for you to identify. If l«*'s a gentle
man he won’t try to frighten you
again; but between y«m and me and
the fishes, I don’t believe there was
anybody. If there* was it w as one of
the crew.”
Brent turned and walked away.
Marie shuddered, and- murmured,-"Oh.
no, sir, he wasn’t one of the crew. I
know all of them."
“(jo up to the house, Marie.” Blake
interrupted sharply. "Your mistress is
waiting for .you.”
Tile (aaf Bfht fd be extinguished was
on the upper floor in the front of the
building. When It disappeared Dick
shivered slightly aa If left suddenly in
the cold. . ; ^
But almost Immediately It flared up ;
•gain, brighter Uran before. It seemed
for an Instant that tin Increase of Its
’cniuliejvower had J>een miraculously
given to It, It twinkled brilliantly for
a moment, and then went out again.
This did not startle Dick; but when
It appeared again and went out as be-
fore-Le blinked. He stared at the win
dow, w atching for - Us reappearance.
It came in time, twinkling an instant
as before and then ~xrent out for the
last time. ^ y ~
’ TT^ooks like a’signal of some kind,”
he mused. Then recalling the words
of Blake to Captain Brent, he swung~ TTlSfnhTIy recognize. It was apparent,
CHAPTER V
In the darkness Dick had little op
portunity to explore his surroundings
with any degree of satisfaction, and
rather than risk discovery through
blundering he contented himself with
watching the yacht, tied up at the
dock, until the moon came up. Then,
with its rays making everything as
clear as day he climbed the rocks and
cautiously made tys way lu the di
rection of the'house.
It was a big rambling affair in the
moonlight, low of roof, but spread out
over so much ground that it bulked
large and formidable. Tt blended so
well with the rooks .and trees that it
seemed a part of the landscape, grow
ing naturally like a huge mushroom
from the ground itself.
Lights twinkled in different win
dows, but a portentous silence seemed
to brood over It. There were no voices
to break the 'silence; no laughter, no
music, sothing of human origin.
Dick concluded that the occupants
were so tired with their long sea trip
that rest and sleep were demanding
ment, materializing oat of a blank j their attention. This conclusion
wall, as ft were, and all tha auperstl- seemed corroborated when Hie lights
tlon of her nature was aroused. Shriek , In the windows began to go but. one
after shriek filled the cabin. , at a time, until the-great buildlug was
J Dick's ttnrt impulse wasje step back '.wrapped In gloom.
around and glanced down at Wie dock
A jteculiarly bright light was shining
.fr<itn the masthead of the’ J'acht, and
as Dick looked it dipped three times,
then remained motionless.
“That’s Brent answering,” lie said.
First up at the window and then
down at the yacht he glanced, watch
ing for a renewal of the signals, but
they were not repeated. The house
was wrapped in darkness, and the
lights on the yacht stationary.
But the latter did not remain so
for long. While Dick looked they be
gan moving seaward, gliding through
the darkness with an almost Imper
ceptible motion. Captain Brent evi
dently hnd received his signal from
Mr. Blake, and was leaving with the
yacht for Marsh inlet, there to wait
for further onfesa^by wireless.
“I wonder what it all means,” Dick
mused. “I suppose I ought to arouse
old man Cutler, and tell him—”
He was suddenly cut sliorf by two
shadows mos ing across the moonlit
way in his direction. He had barely
time to duck behind a clump of bushes
before they were upon him. Dick
caught sight of a man and woman,
but their identity was uncertain until
they began to talk.
“I tell you, Marie.” Mr. Blake was
saying, a little Irritably, “you tnust
be careful’or you’ll spoil the whole
plan for us. If you appear too familiar
with me. Miss Alice will take notice.
It was risky for you to cull me out
Suppose she'd caught you at my
•door?”
“What difference does It "make If
ohe did!” was the quick retort. “You
love me, don’t you? Then what else
matters? “Miss-Cut I or has her lovers.
I don’t see why I cuu't have mine,
too.” V
“Don't talk that way, Marie,” in
terrupted Hlake harshly, “We can’t
be urufuary lovers—not here!”
"Wt.y not? We were, in the city.
Why Is it different down here? Isn’t
the moonlight beautiful?’’
“Yes,” replied Hluke moodily. ''It’s
a good night for sailing. Captain Brent
will be out of sight long before morn
ing.”
’.’Where is he going?—not back
home?”
“No, lie'll hang around until ! want
him.—out of sight, of course. I’ll In
struct him by wireless.” He stopped
suddenly, arid asked: "How does Miss
Alice take it? She doesn't suspect
anything, of course, does she?"
.’“No. Why should she? But iu the
morning”—shrugging her shoulders—
“It may be different. Sbe was furious
when she found the servants weren't
here."
"Of course. I expected that, hut
she'll hluiue me, and not you. That’s
why I’m sending the yacht back—to
get the servants—taking the responsi
bility upon myself, you see. Mr. Cut
ler may rave and tear around, but lie'll
quiet down. How’s the medicine work
ing? Did Alster say?”
“No, he doesfl’t tell me much. I*
don't know. But Miss Alice Is worried
about her uncle—more than about the
servants.”
i“Too bad—for her sake.”
There was genuine sympathy In the
voice, and Marie turned quickly and
glanced at him.
“Why should yon be sorry for her?”
she asked, with awakening jealousy.
"Why"'!—*Oh, no rt>nson whatever,”
Blake stammered. Then halting ab
ruptly, he added, “we must go hack
now. You’re lucky if you cun reach
your room without disturbing Miss
Alice.” •' , . .
“Why go in?” Marie murmured. “The
moon is beautiful."■
“Yes, hut it's getting late. Come
now, you must leave. I’ll see you to
the door. No, we’ll say\good night
here.”
It was a perfunctory kiss ho gave
her, hut it awakened slumbering emo
tions In tbe girl. She flung both arms’
around his neck, and drawing his head
down lavished kls<j after kiss on hla
lips, cheeks and forehead.
“You’re my man,” she said emotion
ally. “You love me, and I love you. If
you ever love any other woman I'd
die. No, I’d kill Iwer—kill you! I’m
that .kind, Allan. You understand?”
“Don’t make scene, Marie,” re
plied Blake, trying awkwardly to dis
engage the arms around his neck. “This
Is no time for suc|i talk. Of course
we love each other.” ^ _, '
“Are you sure—quite sure?” she de
manded unexpectedly, looking him in
the eyes,
furtfier, Marie' nodded, and they re
traced their steps to the front doOrof
the gloomy house. Dick waited, until
they had disappeared, and then drew
a long breath of surprise. : 7
“Things are getting as muggy and
thick as the wearier," he reflected
aloud, “and that’s saying, u good deal,
totJthere’ll'be a storm before morn
■' , TJyl*~ prediction proved true, and
jvlt'nln Ir.ilf an hour the min fell. Dlek
hurried down to the dock ahd found
shelter In'a boathouse filled with ca
noes and catamarans. In one of the
former he curled up and fell asleep.
It was morning when he woke. The
pouring through an open doorway In
which stood a figure that he did not
from her eyes and face that she hnd
seen him lirst, and hnd been .dubiously
'watching him a» lie slept.
“Hello!” he said, sitting up "with a
grin and blinking at tbe strnhg rays of
sunlight. “You got the surprise on me.
I was out late last night. What time
Is It?” ” . '
“It’s early," was the cfilni reply, “so
you needn't apologize. The sun's Just
up.” .
“You rise with It?” he added, recog
nizing the speaker for the first time.
Alice Cutler nodded. She vn * 1
dresacq In nn athletic outing duit, with
her hr.lr confined in a jaunty cap
"Yes,” she replied. “I generally ris*
with t?i« sun when dowm- here, and
take a paddle before breakfast.”
Dick Intercepted her glance, and
smiled. “And I’m in your canoe.” he
said.^ ‘’It’s the one you wanted, Isn’t
it?"
“Yes,” she replied gravely when he
attempted to climb out. v But never
mind. I don’t think I’ll take a paddle
this morning.” ’ .
“I hope finding me here Isn’t going
to spoil your morning’s sport. I’ll leave
right away.”
She sat down on'an overturned row-
boat, placing her feet squarely on the
floor of the boathouse to give her body
■upport, and in this attitude she re
mained silent for a few moments while
Dick got to hia feet and prepared to
leave.
. "Wait, please!” she commanded.
‘“You’re the fisherman who rescued my
bag from the river three days ago,
aren't ypu?”
Yes! Miss Cutler, ' tie grinned, fish- epprnlMwg eye*.. Ifirk grew rest
ing in hi* pocket fot her card; “and
here’s the reward you handed n«."
She glanced Indifferently at It, but a
tiny frown creased her forehead. “Did
you come as one of the crevr?” she
asked suddenly, and, as Dick thought,
hopefully. ”1 can’t irtiagine how else
you gof here." '> —
"No," he answered frankly, “I smug
gled myself aboard the yacht and came
os a stowaway.”
“Why?"
Dick shrugged his shoulders. A slow
flush came into her dunks. When he
Advertise in The People-Sentinel.
When He Did Not Answer She Aro*e
From the Upturned Boat. '
did not answer, she rose from the up
turned boat. "I won’t question you
further,” sjie added- a little stiffly,
“hut now that you’re on the island
I’ll see that you’re properly fed and
housed. I’ll see Mr. Blake aud tell
him—”
Dick efit In with a laugh. “If you
don’t mind,” he nuid. ’Td rather he
didn't know I was here. As for feed
ing and hodsing me, I wonT put you to
that trouble. I brought enough food
along to last several more daysl, and
I can sleep anywhere outdoors lu thin
climate.’’ U %
She was quiet again, watching him a
closely.”
“That’s all," he added, uneasy under v
her scrutiny. “I’ll go now.”
“Where will you go?"
“Oh, anywhere. I want to explore
tile island.”
"Suppose," she began meaningly, "I
forbade that."
“Why?” he asked In genuine sur
prise. 1
She did not answer for some time
but *‘iu<imi him frrmt-hendto foot with
less, and moved toward the door again.
"i suppose you know," she Iwgan
quietly, "that we’re practically alone
on this Island—that Is, uncle. Doctor
Alster. Mr. Blnho and my maid. The
servants aren't here. It’s a little mys
terious to me. I don't understand It
They were supposed to have been here
a .week ago to have everything in
readiness for us.” «
“If they were here how’d they gel
•way?" Dick asked. "They couldn’t
go on ’strike and Just walk off the
island."
(TO BE CONTINUED )
TAX NOTICE!
TAX LEVIES BY SCHOOL DISTRICTS FOR THE YEAR 1925.
“What a question!” he said rebuk-
Ingly. “Why do you ask It?”
“Because,” she replied slowly,
“sometimes I think you—you care for
Miss Alice—and If you had the money
you would rather have her than me.*’
“The moonlight must have affected*
your brain, Marie,” he laughed un
easily. “I can’t Imagine what vise put
snch a notion In your head. I have to
be pleasant and companionable to Mis*
Alice. I owe It to her because of my
position vhth her unde.'- That’s All
there Is to it." *
/ Either satisfied hy this explanation
I or unwilling to pursue the subject
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4
34
Elko
5%
11
2
1
414
1
3
21
4
53
Ellenton
5%
11
2
1
414
1
3
8
4
40
Four Mile'
'5U
11
2
1
414
1
3
8
4
40
Friendship
5%
11
2
1
414
If
3
8
4
40
5%
11
2
1
.414
1
3
8
4
40
Healing Springs ____
5%
11
2
1
414
1
3
12
4
44
Hercules __
5%
11
2
1
414
1
3
16
4
48
- Hilda >
5%
11
2
1
414
1
3
8
4
40
Joyce Branch _
5%
11
2
1
414
L
3
4
4
36
Kline
5%
fl
2
1
414
1
3
12
4
44
Lee’s __ _
5%
11
2
1
414
1
3
A
4
Oft
Long Branch
5%
11
2
1
414
1
3
6
4
38
Meyer’s Mill ^ __
5%
11
2
1
4%
1
3
• 4
4
36
Morris __
5%
11
2
1
*414
1
3
8
4
40
Mount Calvary __ __
5%
11
2
1
414
*^1
3
26
4
57
New Forest
5H
11
2
1
414
1
3
26
4
67
Oak Grove
5%
11
2
1
414
1
3
8
4
40
Old Columbia
11
2
1
414
1
3
2
4
84
Pleasant Hill __
5%
11
2
1
414
1
3
8
4
40
Red Oak
11
2
k 1
414
.1
3
_ 8
r—4
40
• Reedy Branch
11
2
1
414
• 1
3
15
4
47
Reeve’s Creek ...
5%
11
2
1
414
1
3
30
4
62
San Hill
5%
11
2
1
414
1
3
5
4
37
Seven Pines
5%
11
2
1
414
1
3
4
4
36
Tinker’s Creek
5^
11
2
1
414
: 1
3
' 8
4
40
Upper Richland
5%
11
2
1
414
1
~ 3
3
4
35
Williston .i_.
5%
11
2
1
414
1
3
27
4
69/
4i)
Books open October 15th, 1925 and close March 15th, 1926. January Ist
a penalty of 1 per cent.; February, 2 per cent; March, 7 per cenU After
March 15th all unpaid taxes will be turned over to the Sheriff for collectiorw
DOG LICENSE $1.25 payable in January, 1926.
J- B. ARMSTRONG,
' r County Treaaurer.
A