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THE LEDGER: GAFFXEY, S. C., JULY 21, 1898.* 3 A NOCTURNu. One low not*! qtiivor* on tlio nlr Amt dtt*M with n Immuoriiun pain, In n rippling ru;-h of melody Iiitcn till* f a jl of antunin rain That Unlit ly Ntir* the no-yct loaves 11 dr<"i:;i of Kprinn annlu. And nil I ho innate of the woods Lnaghfl out In mml delluht Under tho biddinit of your how Till from ttn rnptiirona height The Ions Unhi d i.wectnees dies away in to the Uiiti'iiiUK ninht. And ns rneh ailver radenee atenla Forth from the throhhlnst i-tsinija, To nm from out your violin A prisoned dryad t-inns Of fairy isle and haunted uhrlnc and lonR forgotten thiiiits; When through tho dim gray olive grove The high gods walked among The lions of mi n and toward the reef The charmed ship slowly swung, As the sirens called o’er tho sunny sea when this gray world was young. But while I dream your Angers glide Into u simpler strain. And from the far Cireean isle My fancy turns again Back to the rock strewn upland moor, the hawthorn scented lane. I hear tho lire’s drone In the thyme, Tho lark’s song high in air. I see the shadows on the tarn, The sunlight on your hair, And for a moment’s space ferget life's undernote of care. —R. F. Davis in London Spectator. KRAMI5AMBULI. ) Thero may bo a feeling of fondness in a man’o heart for varions things, but love, truo love, love which endures, conics to him but once. This at least was tho opinion of District Danger Hopp. It would bo no easy matter to count the dogs ho had been fond of, hut there was only one that he loved and will never forget, and that was Krani- bambuli. It was in tho Lion’s inn at Wishau that ho bought or rather bar tered for him with a forester’s assistant, Who was then out of a place. At tho first sight of the dog ho felt that affec tion for him which was destined to en dure until his last breath. The owner of this fine creature, who sat at a table with on emptied brandy glass before him, and scolding the host because ho would not givo him another drink for nothing, looked the vagabond that he was. He was short, still young, and yet as sallow as a dead tree, with yellow hair and a scanty yellow heard. His huntsman’s coat, probably a survivor of his last service, bore traces of a night spent in | a wet gutter. Although Hopp had no ! liking for low society, ho took a seat j near tho j’oungman and at once started j a conversation with him. He soon found out that tho good for nothing had pawn ed his carbine and gamebag to tho inn keeper and wanted now to do tho same with his dog, but tho host, dirty extor tioner that ho was, would not hear of a pledge that needed feeding. At first not a word did Herr Hopp say of his liking for the dog, but ho ordered a bottle of tho line Dautzic cherry brandy for which tho Lion inn was famous, and, pouring out a glass of it, offered it to tho ci-devant forester’s assistant. Within an hour the matter was settled, the hunter gave 12 bottles of the same beverage over which tho transaction was concluded, and tho vagabond gave thi dog—to do him justice it must bo acknowledged, not easily. His hands shook so while ho tied the string around the animal’s neck that it seemed as if he would never get through. Hopp wait ed in patience, silently admiring tho wonderful dog. At the most ho was not over 2 years old, and resembled in his coloring tho rascal who now parted from him, only that ho was several shades darker. His forehead was marked with a white streak which made a curve to the right and left like tho needles on a pine twig. His eyes were large, black and brilliant, surrounded by light yel low rings, clear as dew, the ears long and faultless. And faultless was every thing about the dog, from his nails to his sharp little nose. “ What’s-his name?” “His name is the same as that with which you bought him—‘Krambam- buli’ ” (cherry brandy), was the an swer. “Good! Come, Krambambuli, bo off —forward, march!” Ho might have called, whistled and pulled at him forever, the dog would not obey him, but kept turning his head toward him ho still deemed his master. Then, when the latter yelled to him, “Go on!” accompanying the order with a vigorous kick, he howled, but still tried to crawl nearer to him. It was only after a hard struggle that Herr Hopp succeeded in getting possession of the dog, and at last ho was bound, gagged and carried on Herr Hopp’s shoulders in a bag to his house, a journey of sev eral hours. It took two entire months before Krambambuli, beaten half to death and tied up with a spiked collar after every attempt at flight, realized where he be longed. But what a dog he became when his subjugation was completed! No tongue can tell, no words describe the height which he attained, not only in the walks of his profession, but in his daily life as well, as a zealous serv ant, good comrade, true friend and pro tector. It has been said of other clever dogs that they lack nothing but speech, but Krambambuli did not lack even this. His master at least held long conversa tions with him. The ranger’s wife be came really jealous of Buli, as she con temptuously dubbed him. Thus two years went by, when one day the countess, the wife of his em ployer, appeared in the hunter’s lodge. He understood at once tho meaning of the visit, and when the beautiful wom an began, “Tomorrow, dear Hopp, is tho count’s birthday”—he continued with a quiet smile—“and your ladyship wants to make the count a present, and feels convinced that nothing could be more suitable than Krambambuli.” “Yes, yes, dear Hopp,” and the coun tess blushed with delight at the kind ness and quickness of his response, and began to speak of gratitude and to beg him to settle the price at once for which he would bo willing to part with the dog. The old f< of u nmger tittered, looked humble, and then blurted out: “Your ladyship, if the dog stays in the castle aid does not gnaw every rope and break every chain, nr if ho does not break them, docs not choke himself in the attempt, then you may have him for nothing—lie is worthless to me.” Tim test was made, but it did not got as far as choking, for before then the count lust all interest in tho obstinate little beast. In vain they tried to win him, first by kindness, later by severity. He hit every one who came near him, refused his food, and, as tv hunting dog has not much flesh to lose, soon became very thin. After a few weeks Hopp got word that he might come for his “car.” When, making use of his permission without delay, he sought the dog in his kennel, there was a most joyful meet ing. Krambambuli lifted up his voice with an unearthly howl, jumped on his master, and, resting his paws on his breast, licked tho b ars of joy which ran down the old man’s cheeks. At this time a gang of poachers car ried on their operations in a bold man ner not only in tho count’s forests, but among tho entire neighborhood. Their leader was said to be a disreputable fel low, called the “Yellow One” by the woodcutters, who sometimes found him drinking brandy in saloons of evil re pute, and by tho keepers, who now and then camo upon his tracks, but who could never catch him, and also by the spies, some of whom are to bo found in every village. He was of a surety the boldest fellow who ever gave trouble to honest hunt ers, and must have been himself of their trade or he would never have been able to track (ho game with such success, nor have avoided so skillfully every trap laid to catch him. Tho loss in wood and game became so serious that all the foresters were much excited. This was tho reason that those who were discovered in some insignificant Infringement of tho forest laws suffered a much harsher punishment than would have been tho case at any other time and which was out of proportion to the offense. This caused much indignation in tho entire neighborhood, and the head forester, who was the first to feel this disaffection, received a number of well meant warnings. It was said that tho poachers had sworn to take ex emplary vengeance on him at tho first opportunity. Ho was an active, brave man, and, throwing all caution to the winds, he let it bo well known that he had recommended the utmost severity and that he would be responsible incase of any evil consequences. The district ranger, Hopp, received orders ofteuer than the others to keep a sharp lookout, and occasionally ho was reproached with a lack of zeal, at which, however, the old man only laughed, while Kram- bambuli on such occasions returned tho notice which was condescendingly shown him with a loud and disdainful yawn. His master and ho were not to bo vexed by anything from the head for ester. Ono fine morning he met tho head forester as ho was assisting to evict some trespassers. It was in the linden woods, at tho cud of the lordly park which bor dered on the count’s forest, and near tho nurseries which the head forester would have liked to surround with powder mines. The lindens were in full bloom, and a dozen small boys were busy among them. They crawled out on tho boughs of tho magnificent trees, break ing off all the twigs within roach, and throwing them to the ground. Two women were hurriedly picking them up and stuffing them into baskets already more than half full of their fragrant booty. Tho head forester was raging about in a furious anger. Ho made his keepers shako tho boys out of tho trees, careless of tho height from which they fell. While they crawled at his feet, whining and crying, one with a bruised face, tho other with a sprained arm, and the third with a broken leg, ho was beating the two women with his own hands. With a shudder, Hopp recogniz ed one of these as the wanton girl whom rumor pointed out as the sweetheart of the “Yellow One,” and when the wom en’s baskets and shawls and the boys' hats were confiscated and Hopp was or dered to tako them to th« justice, he could not repress a presentiment of evil. The order which tho head forester then called out to him, raging like a devil in hell and like one surrounded by keep ing, tormented sinners, was the last which tho district ranger ever received from him. A week later he came across him once more in the linden wood— dead. Judging from the condition of the body, it must have been dragged there through marshes and over stones in order to leave it at the very spot. The head forester lay on a bier of cut branches, his head bound with a thick wreath of linden blossoms and another, like a scarf, around his breast His hat lay beside him, filled with linden blos soms. The murderer had also left him his game bag, first having taken out the cartridges and filled it with the blos soms. His fine breechloader was gone, and in its place was a miserable old blunderbuss. When later they found in the murdered man’s chest the ballet that was the cause of his death it fitted exactly in the muzzle of the old guu that had been placed on his shoulder in mockery. At the sight of the disfigured corpse Hopp stood motionless with hor ror. He could not raise a finger, and his brain seemed paralyzed, so that at first he could not think, and it was only aft er some time that he observed to himself: “What is the matter with tho dog?” Krambambuli was sniffing at tho lead man and running about him like mad, his nose to the ground. He whin ed, gave a cry of joy aud ran on a step or two, acting altogether like one in whom a long forgotten memory were awakening. “To heel!” cried Hopp, “to heel!” and Krambambuli obeyed, bnt gave his master a look full of wonder, and as the huntsman expressed it, said to him: "For goodness’ sake, don’t you see anything? Don’t you smell anything? ( Oh, daw muster, do just look, just smell; come, master, come this way!” Then ho ribbed his nose on the hunter’s knee ami th u crept away to tho corpse, glancing La* k all the while, as if ho would say, “Won’t you follow mo?” and began to push aud pull the heavy gun and to take ic in his mouth with tho intention of fetching it to him. A cold shudder t an down tho hunter’s back and all sorts of ideas began to glimmer in his brain. Hut as speculat ing on the event was not his affair, nor to clear up matters for the magistrate, but to leave the horrible find untouched aud to go on his way, which now led him direct to court, he did no more than his duty required of him. After ho had done this and all tho formalities that the law requires in such catastrophes were complied with, which ! proceedings occupied all tho entire day aud part of the night, Hopp culled his dog to his side before ho went to bed and said: “My doggie, tho police are now up aud about, and there will he no end of goings on. Shall we leave it to others to rid the world of thy scoundrel who shot our head forestel? My doggie knows the vile rascal, knows bin*—yes, yes, but nobody else knows it. 1 didn’t mention tho fact, ha, ha! I bring my dog into this muddle—I’m not thinking of it.” He bent down over Krambam buli, who sat between his outspread legs, aud pressed his cheek to the dog’s head, receiving in return his grateful caresses, and all the time he hummed softly, “What is my Krambambuli doing':’' until sleep overcame him. Psychologists have tried to explain the mysterious attraction which draws so many criminals hack to tho scene of their crime. Hopp knew nothing of such scientific matters, but nevertheless he, with his dog, scoured restlessly the vicinity of the linden wood. On the tenth day after the death of tho head forester he had been able for the first time since then to turn his thoughts to something beside his revenge and was busying himself in the count’s woods with marking tho trees which werb to be cut at the next felling. When this work was finished, ho slung his rifle over his shoulder and took tho shortest way straight through the forest to the nurseries near the lin den wood. Just as ho was entering tho path that ran along the beech hedge it seemed to him that he heard something rustle in the leaves, but then followed quiet, unbroken stillness. He would al most have believed that it had been nothing of any importance if the dog had not stared in the bushes in such a curious fashion. Ho stood with his hair bristling, his neck extended, his tail straight and glared at a portion of tho hedge. “Ho, ho!” thought Hopp, “wait, you rascal, if that’s who it is, ” aud stepping behind a tree he cocked his rifle. His heart beat violently, his breath, already short, almost ’left him when he saw the “Yellow One” step suddenly out into the path. Two young hares hung out of his game bag, aud over his shoulder, suspended by tho well known Russian leather strap, he boro tho head forester’s breechloader. What a delight it would have been to shoot down the scoundrel from his safe am bush ! But Hopp would not shoot at the meanest villain without first giving him warning. At one bound ho sprang from behind the tree on to the path and called: “Surrender, limb of satan!” and when for answer the poacher tore his breechloader from his shoulder the hunter fired—by all tho saints, a pretty fire! There was a crack instead of a re port. Tho gun had been left too long with the percussion cap exposed against a tree in tho damp woods, aud it missed fire. "Good night! Now we’ll know what death looks like,” thought the old man, and at tho same moment off went his hat into tho grass. The other had had luck as well, tho rascal! Tho only car tridge in his guu lost, aud he was just on the point of putting in another out of his pocket when— “Seize him!” cried Hopp hoarsely to his dog. “Seize him!” and— “Come to me, hero, Krambambuli,” was heard from a kiud, coaxing aud, alas, well known voict. And the dog! What now happened, happened much more quickly than it takes to tell it. Krambambuli had recognized his first master aud was running toward him. When he was half wajr to him, Hopp whistled, aud the dog turned round; tho “Yellow One” whistled and the dog stopped again, writhing in despair mid way between the hunter and the poach er, longing to go and yet banished from both. At last the poor animal gave up the pitiful, useless fight aud put an end to his indecision, but not to his torment Barking, howling, his stomach flat on the ground, his body stretched oat like one sinew, his head raised upward as if calling heaven to witness his agony of mind, he crept—toward his first master. This sight awakened a lust of blood in Hopp. With trembling fingers ho put in a new cap and aimed calmly. Tho “Yellow One” also aimed at him again. Now the time was come! Each of them was covered by the other’s guu, and knew it, but no matter what went on inside of them they fired as quietly as a conple of painted marksmen. Two balls fiew on, the hunter’s to its goal, the poacher’s—in the air. His hand had trembled because just as bo fired the gun tho dog had jumped upon him with a storm of caresses. “Beast I” he hissed, fell backward and moved no more. His executioner stepped slowly for ward. “ You have enough, ” he thought “It were a pity to waste a single grain of shot more on you. ’’ Nevertheless he rested his guu on the ground and loaded it with a bullet The dog was sitting upright in front of him, his tongue hanging out aud ho was panting quick aud loud, his eyes fixed on his master. When the hunter was ready with hia gun again in hia hand, the two held a conversation, of which no witness could ever have heard a word, even though he had been a livo ono instead of the dead ono. “Dost knew for whom this lead is meant?” “I can imagine.” “Deserter, toaily, faithless brute!” “Yes, master; yes.” “Thou wast my joy; now all is over. I have no pleasure in thee. ” “I understand, master,” and Kram- tho whis- bambuli lay down, resting his head on his outstretched forepaws aud gazed at his master. If the cursed animal had only not looked at him, there would have been a quick ending that would have saved himself and the dog much sorrow, but it could not be. One doesn’t shoot a creature that looks at one in that man ner. I*err Hopp muttered numberless curses between his teeth, each one more blasphemous than tho last, aud hanging his guu over bis shoulder once more, he went off, taking with him the two young rabbits from the poacher. Tho dog followed him with his eyes until ho had disappeared through the trees; then ho rose, and his howl, pene trating to the very marrow, echoed throughout the forest. He turned round in a circle several times aud then sat down beside the dead. When night was sinking, he was found there by the ju dicial commission, which, led by Hopp, came to view the corpse aud carry it off. Krambambuli shrank hack a step or two when they came near. One of them said to tho ranger: “There’s your dog.” “I left him hereon guard,” answered Hopp, who was ashamed to tell the truth. But what good did it do? The truth came out, for, when the body was placed on the wagon and carried away, Krambambuli trotted behind, his head hanging and his tail between his legs. Tho next day tho constable saw him creeping around the room in which tho “Yellow Quo” lay. He gave him a kick and told him to go home. Krambam buli showed his teeth, but ran away, as the man thought, in the direction of the hunter’s house. He did not go there, however, but led a miserable vagabond life. Grown savage and thin as a skeleton, he crept one time ujj to the poor dwell ing of a cottager at tho end of tho vil lage. He sprang suddenly upon a child who stood in front of tho last hut, and seized greedily a piece of bread that it was eating. The child stood still from fear, but a little Spitz ran out of tho house aud barked at the robber, who at once let fall his booty and ran. The same evening, before going to bed, Hopp stood at the window looking out into the bright summer night. He thought he saw the dog sitting at the edge of the wood on the other side of tho meadow, looking fixedly and longingly at tho spot of his past happiness—tho truest of the true, an outlaw! The hunter closed the shutter and went to bed, but after awhile ho rose and went to the window again. The dog was no longer there. Once more ho wanted to go back to bed, but he could not rest. He could stand it no longer. Let it bo as it might, ho could not do without tho dog. “I’ll bring him homo,” he thought, and felt a new man after this decision. Ho was dressed at the first break of day, told his wife not to wait breakfast for him, and hurried off. As he stepped out of the house his foot hit against tho one ho was about to seek afar off. Krarn- barabuli lay dead before him, his head pressed to the threshold which he no longer dared pass. The district ranger never got over his loss. His brightest moments were those in which he forgot that the dog was no more. Sunk in happy thoughts he would hum his famous, “What is my Krambaw—’” but stopping in the middle of the word, he would shako his head aud, sighing deeply, would say: “It’s a pity about the dog.”—From tho German For Short Stories. Pat and tho Battlo. “Fat, where did you get ky?” asked one section hand of another. “Whist!” said Pat. “Oi swoiped it from the private car flat was hero.” “Pat, the brass collars are going to miss it ty and by. You better hide it,” said tho first speaker. “Let’s take this baud car and run down the track a ways aud bury it,” said Pat. The two got a hand car abd told tho foreman they were going down the track to get some potatoes for dinner. Away they went down tho track about a mile. “This is a good place,” said Pat. Tho two gut off tho car aud buried tho bottle near tbo track. “How will wo know where we buried it?” said Pat. "Cut a notch in the side of tho car,” said his companion. So a notch was cut in tho side of the car above where the bottle was buried and tbo two tarriers returned to their work. That evening they decided to go and dig up the bot tle. Away they went. “Where is tho place?” asked Fat. “I cut a notch in tho car to show,” said tho other. “Aud begorra I forgot all about it and moved tho car,” said Pat.—Topeka State Journal. TAKE ONLY the best when you ® need a medicine. Hood’s Sarsapa rilla is tlie best Idoou purifier, iwrvo and stomach tonic. Get HOOD'S. Testing Coal by X Rays. The method of testing coal by X rays is being employed by many manufac turers, who state that it makes a con siderable difference in their fuel hills. It is found that by turning tho rays on to the coal they can tell how much of it will remain as ashes after it has been burned and how much will escape as gas. This is manifestly of the first importance to all users of steam power. Tho lowest priced coal is not neces sarily the cheapest. The percentage of ash is one of the best indications of tho steam making qualities of coal. A coal which leaves a large amount of ash has of course a relatively small amount of combustible constituents, and vice versa. Tho shadow produced upon the fluoro- scope by a piece of coal of a given size and thickness is apparently dependent for its relative density upon the amount of ash producing material in tho piece of coal. A number of samples of imiform thickness of various kinds of coal hav ing known percentages of ash are pre pared. The density cf tho shadow cast by these in the fiuoroscope is compared with that of the coal to be tested, and tho quantity of ash per ton in the sam ple under consideration is immediately shown with considerable accuracy.— London Standard. One of Muller’s Anecdotes. Froude and Kingsley were special fa- vorjtesof Professor Max Muller, accord ing to bis recently published memoirs. Kingsley’s refusal to pray for rain—or, as his friend expresses it, to degrade his sacred office to that of a rainmaker or a medicine man—reminds tho professor of a story told to Kingsley by an Amer ican : In America we manage these things better. A clergyman in a village on the {rentier between two of our states pray ed for rain. The rain came, and it soak ed the ground to such an extent that the young lambs in the neighboring state caught cold and died. An action was brought against the clergyman for tho mischief ho had done, and ho and his parishioners were condemned to pay damages to tho sheep farmers. They never prayed for rain after that.—Lon don News. One of His “Wlinst Day*.” Andrew Lang once called at thohenso of tho late James Payuto inquire about his health. The servant informed bun in a broad accent that it was one of the novelist's “whustdays.” Mr. Lang im agined that the servant referred to Mr. Payu being worse and expressed his re gret aud walked away. But the woman meant to say that it was the day on which Mr. Payn was wont to receive three old friends, who made a four at whist. Both gentlemen were amused at the mistake which deprived each of the pleasure of meeting. At the Reform club in years gone by there was a cer tain group of well known whist play ers, among whom James Payn was cer tain to be found enjoying “the rigor of the game.” — Case of Iscccssity. Dinguss—Old man, you’ve accommo dated me a great many times, and 1 wouldn’t strike you now if it wasn’t a matter of absolute need. I an: suffering for the lack of $10. Shadbolt (reluctantly handing it over) —What’s the trouble, Dinguss? Dinguss—My wife has got her heart set on a wheel, and I need the $10 to make the first payment on it. Thunks, eld fellow.—Chicago Tribune. It kills but never cures. Sure-Pop Bed Bug Killer. Cherokee Drug Co. only. As to Horseback Ritlinz. The Kentuckian was talking freely about horses. Although it was a sale stable, he was speaking his mind. He had made the proper speeches about the gait of the beautiful creatures the darky trainer trotted up and down; he had not lost his look of grave acquiescence when he heard things about the horse who trots. But a chance word touched his true thought, and ho spoke the faith of Kentuckians aud westerners, Texaus aud Californians, in something this wise: “That’s right. It ain’t really rid ing to jolt up and down and look stylish on a trotting horse. You can’t say much about it in Boston, or anywhere in cities where people don’t care about the easy steps. They don’t know what you’re talking about. It’s a queer notion and one my folks in Kentucky can’t get used to—that a trotting horse can be a saddle horse. Women want to bo stylish, though, everywhere, and they would learn how to rise up like tho Boston women. But they didn’t keep it np. A steal away and the gallop's the thing for country American riding. ”—Boston Transcript. An Anecdote of Lincoln. At one period during the rebellion there were no less than 74 major gen erals and 276 brigadiers on the rolls, which was far more than there was any nso for. President Lincoln recognized this mistake before anybody else, but he consoled himself by joking about it. It is recalled that on one occasion, when one of these superfluous generals was captured by the enemy, with a number of men and horses, somebody undertook to condole with tho president on the subject, remarking that the loss of the captured general’s service was a great misfortune to the government. “Pooh, ” replied Lincoln, “it’s the horses I'm thinking about. 1 can make another brigadier general in two minutes, but ’ hones are scarce and cost $200 apieot." —Kansas City Journal Valuable to'Women. Especially valuable to women is Browns Iron Bitters. Backache vanishes, headache disappears, strength takes the place of weakness, and the glow of health readily romes to the pallid cheek when this won derful remedy is taken. For sickly children or overworked men it has no equal. No home should l>e without this famous remedy. Browns’ Iron Bitters is sold by all dealers. OF Gl-erokee County Supervisor OF- Claifris Audited and Appicved for the 2nd Quarter of 1898. DR. J. F. GARRETT, Dentist, Gaffney, - S. C. Office over J. R. Tolleson’s new store In office from 1st to 20th of each month; At Blacksburg Thursday morning each week, returning to office at 2:30 H*J. C. JEFFERIES,*- GAFFNEY, S. C. Attorney and Counsellor at Law. Practices 1 AM the Courts. Collections a Specialty xo. NAME. AM’T. AMT. L M l>. Al.’WI). 022 J. W. Allen 8 3 in 8 3 10 623 1. O. Harrill 40 (H) 40 00 024 1. IJ. Ross 70 on 70 00 t^;» I’.C. Petty 2 20 1 (H) 026> 1. N. Linscotnb 2 13 2 13 627 IJ. F. Gibson. 1 20 1 20 *,28 J. T. Lipscomb .30 50 829 W. K. Marsh 15 75 OO 00 630 las. Mason . .. 1 00 1 (N) 631 It. F. MeKown 10 50 10 50 632 Goo. L. Wilson 30 no 30 00 633 J. S. Harmon. 9 70 9 70 034 (3. S. Black 10 35 10 715 035 1 unius Sparks 75 75 6#; I. G. Black . 29 90 29 ‘.HI 637 f. W. Sparks & Son 0 (H) 6 on 038 L. C. A. Clary ‘J 75 2 75 03.1 M. C. Lipscomb 12 <H) 12 IHI 040 J. A. Harris 4 TO 4 70 041 J.c. Wallace 38 80 7J4 80 042 J. 11. Bart les 33 80 33 80 043 J no. \V. Blanton 15 no 15 (HI 611 .1. Fb. Jefferi’s . . 7 05 4 80 045 J. R. Riuuton 2 00 2 (HI 8445 T. O. Harrill 4 771 1 775. 047 it. A. Ha wkins 2 00 2 00 oi< It. 11. Porter 3 90 3 90 OK Moore A (’ash... 0 GO 6 00 050 M. W. Brown & Co 13 58 13 58 0<>1 J. 1. isarrau .1 2.3 7i (HI uv] Geo. I). Seruggs 2 .V) 0 (HI ti.’bi '1. H. \S ntson oq (HI t;54 Jonn •. \ t.ssey. 2 .30 0 (HI i).M Wilburn A. \> ilburu 27 00 2 4 OO 07>0 C. C. Hughes 02 50 ( 2 50 tiftl .1. W. Nance V (Ht 0(1 !•;> J. E. Foster s5 85 UV.l \\ m. B. isler 3 no 0 (HI 00(1 M. C. Lipscomb 3 00 o 00 i.0i J. E. V.coster 2 oo 2 IH) rt'-j Good Roads Machine Co. *'.«> •>> - 52 719 Ovi 1. J. Patrick .. 1 (HI 1 00 604 J. M. Phillips 50 5(1 00. > it. A. Jones \ Co .... 41 12 41 12 000 J. 1,. Blackwood . .. 70 12 7o 12 007 (». E. W iikins.V Rro 2.3 IS 25 is i'OS T. 1). Littlejohn A Co !1 25 11 25 009 Jno. W. Blanton 1.5 no 1.5 (HI o;o J.G. Kendrick 4 58 4 58 071 J. G. Kendrick 13 09 13 09 072 J. G. Kendrick 6 S3 0 85 073 A. J. Mel raw 13 70 13 70 674 A. J. McCraw 3 OO :: (Hi 0»7> (’. G. Phillips 12 80 12 80 070 Galloway it Co .. 0 0.5 0 05 7 Martin. Kdwards.t Hynes W. K. Marsh 2 ’.HI 15 30 2 1X» 15 30 679 Mrs. June Clary 1 (4) 1 no 080 W. B. Isler 3 OO :» oo r>M J. T. Adkins 1 25 1 25 682 J. B. Jones, Co. Treas’r.. witness and constables OvS J. B. Jones. Co. Treas'r., (jiraml and Pet. Jurol-s WU .1. B Jones. Co. Treas’r.. Interest on K.R. Bonds, Union County l>5 J. B. Jones, Co. Treas’r., Sinkinir Fund It. Road Bonds. Union County . tiM \V. H. Richardson . t*7 Riley Phillips O'H W m. Fitzsimmons tii’J L. R. Ross CM Geo. L. Wilson mil c. e. Smitfi C0'.’ Jno. w.Biaatou 6!-H Gaffney M’t’ir. Co 01M li. A. ii uirhes 095 R. E. Porter •Bits It. P. Scrujors 607 M. M. Tate 1 j.5 277 50 153 35 277 50 304 73 304 73 784 00 24 :to 3 00 37 it) 20 00 60 l!0 4 SH I 15 00 4 <H) 10 60 18 25 13 30 784 00 24 30 3 00 37 50 20 00 00 00 4 90 15 00 4 00 29 90 10 GO 18 25 13 30 698 J. B. Brown Is 6,.5 18 05 609 .1. \V. Brown 1 .5(1 1 50 7(H) J. L. Clary 18 (H) J8 (HI 701 Jonas Vassev 5 (HI 5 00 702 M. B. Scruggs. 20 (HI 20 (HI 703 Geo. II. Scruggs 5 00 5 00 704 W. H.Champion 12 (HI 12 00 7o.) W. H. Champion 14 (HI 14 (H) 706 W. 1). Camp 25 (HI 25 (H) 707 W. I). Camp 1 95 1 95 708 J. I). Goudelock 1 00 1 (HI 7J9 J. 1). Goudelock 14 00 14 IHI 710 J no. E. Jefferies 25 OI 25 (H) 711 C. A. Jefferies 15 40 15 40 712 C. M. Littlejohn 5 (HI 5 00 713 Jno. W. Alexander. 20 50 20 50 714 Carroll & Co.. Lessees... 5 (HI 5 00 715 S. B. Crawley 0 45 6 45 716 A M. Bridges 56 90 56 90 717 I*. C. Painter 1 75 1 75 718 M. G. Montgomery 3 (H) 3 00 719 O. S. Kenurlck 1 25 1 25 720 1). C. Painter 18 16 18 10 721 M. W. Smith 5 00 5 00 722 A. J. Goforth 4 08 4 08 723 A. J. McCraw 13 15 13 15 724 K. F. Gibson 1 00 1 00 725 1. (i. Sarratt 50 54 55 54 720 H. 1). Bates 3 00 3 00 o27 R. W. Lee 20 00 20 00 728 Y. L. Bryant A Co 12 00 12 00 729 Jus. L. Strain 20 09 30 (H) 730 (', A. Jefferies 5 00 3e0’ 731 Smith Hdw. Co 1 55 155 732 J. E. Webster 5 00 5 00 733 C. M. Littlejohn 5 (H) 5 no 734 Thompson A Warren 735 J. E. Webster. 1 50 1 50 5 (H) 5 00 736 J. B. Jones Co. Treas *.. l 82 1 82 737 J. E. Martin 3 10 3 (A 738 R. O. Sams 9 00 9 (HP 739 J. Eh. Jefferies 1 0(1 1 (/> 740 W. Ii. Richardson 0 25 6 15 741 J. N. Lipscomb 2 45 2 45 742 J. N. Lipscomb. 12 12 743 J. N. Lipscomb 214 03 214 03 714 J. N. Lipscomb 69 03 09 03 745 J. Eb. Jefferies 122 70 122 76 740 J. B. Ross 143 87 143 47 747 The Ledger 06 88 66 88 748 J. ]).(iowlelock 1 35 1 35 749 W. F. McArthur — 65 (HI 65 09 7.50 <i. E. Wilkins & Bros 2 0(1 2 0(1 751 K. Davenport 70 70 752 N. Lipscomb 8 38 8 38 753 N. Lipscomb 754 W. O. Lipscomb & Bros . 126 75 126 75 5 00 5 (HI 755 W. C. S. Wood 750 J. B. Jones Co. Treas’r.. Intereston R. R. Bonds 20 00 20 00 In Spartanburg Co. 757 J. B. Jones Co. Treas.. . 997 85 997 85 22 69 22 69 758 Geo. L. Wilson 30 00 30 00 Total, *4.983 81 *4.950 80 j S'. Lipscomb. Supervisor Cherokee Co. S. C. Jno. E. Jekfeuies, Clerk ADVINISTRATORS NOTICE. A LI. persons holdinjr claims uirainst the estate of J. Tuck MeCraw, deceased, are hereby required to render an account of their demands, duly attested, to the under- sljrncd on or before Sept. 1st. 1898: and all persons Indebted to said estate are required to make payment to the undersigned on or before said date. Sept. 1st. 1898. Jennie E. McCraw, Administratrix J. Tuck McCraw, deed. 7-7-3t. The Hot Springs of Arkansas The Mountain-Locked Miracle of the Ozarks. The hot waters, the mountain air, equable climate and the pine forests make Hot Springs the most wonderful health and pleas ure resort In the world, summer or winter. It Is owned, endorsed and controlled by the U. S. Government and has accommodations for all classes. The ArMuirton and Park hotels and HO others and dm boarding houses are open all summer. Having an altitude of 1000 feet it Is a cool, safe and nearby refuge during the heated term In the sontli. For information concerning Hot Springs address C. F. Cooley, Manager Business Men's League, Hot Springs. Ark. For reduced excursion tickets and partic ulars of the trip see local agent or address W. A, Turk. Gen'l Pass. Agt., Southern Ry. Washington, I). C.