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I THE LEDGER: GAFFNEY, S. C., SEPTEMBER 22, 1898. 3 THE PNE4JMOGASTRIG NE-RV&t Hvrt-ik'H twiofl a week, anmw-Hfi r.U)tvtirf my tirvrw, M.v good physician frieml I w>< k To know “wliat ailM mo now.” EU' taaa mo on tho bock apd okcst Ami wvmu my tongue for Mto And lay., nn car ngainxt my broiuit And liatonH there awhile. Then Is ho roijjly to admit That all.he can observe le something wrong Inside—to wit. My pneumogustric nerve! Now, when these Latin names within Dyspeptic hulks like mine Go wrong n fellow should begin To draw what’s called the line. It seems, however, that this same. Which in my hulk abounds, 1h ho«, despite its awfttl name. So fatal as it sounds, Yet of all torments known tc me I’ll say without reserve There isao tonnent lilse to thee, rhou pneumogastric nerval This subtle, envious nerve appears To hp a patient fce lt waited nearly forty years It# chanoa to lay me low; Then, like soma blithering Mast of hoik It strunk this guileless Hard. And in that aril hour I fell Prodigious far and hard. Ainu, what things I dearly lore— Pies, puddings and preserves— Are sure to rousa the vengeance of All pneumogastrtc nerreal Ob. that 1 could remodel maal I’d’end these cruel pains By hitting on h different plan Prom'fhat which now obtain*. Ths stomaoh, greatly ampMUed. Anon should occupy The all of that domain inside Where heert and lung now He, But first of all I should ( .That diabolic curve Ami author of fny thousand woes, The pueumogasiric nerve 1 " —Eugene Field. AN ELOPEMENT. dispose it ■‘Y«e, sir, there’s plenty of romanoe here It comes down ki trainfuls ebery Ifntnrday an bank holiday an hangs about an gets so mixed with the spars un ropes that you can’t walk about without raniwu up ageu it,’’said old Billy Stumps, the best known boatman and clearest wholesale manufacturer of yarns on Margate sands. “Mind yon,” he added, in a concilia tory tone, *'I ain’t a-grumblin about no romance—net a bit on it Why, sir, if it hadn’t bin for romance, I woufdn’t ha’ bin the owner an uavigatin had- mirai of them six bouts as lies below there. “Story, sir,” he muses, as bo loads his short, black el ay. “Well, Pll tell you this atory if it’s anyways welcome, an it won’t hurt them as it’s about ‘oos the last 1 heard they was with the barmy in Indio, which to all aooonnts, though 1 ain’t never wisited the coun try, ain’t safe for boatin ’cosof thecrok- idiles and hallygators. •‘Well, sir, it was ten years ago an uat’rally.I was ten years younger, on the Seabird—that’s her with the dark bine hall an the red streak along the gunnel—had just becu built to my ex press design*. I was louugin along here, just as I might be today, only it wns the beginam of June, when up comes one of the young toffs as was stayin at the big hotel He know’d me, an 1 know’d him, for we’d bin soiling an tishiu together many times. He was o nice young feller, too, with as party ways an as handsome a face an kind a manner of talkiu as you ever seed. *• ’Stumps,’ says he—be generally called me Slumps when there was busi ness about—’Stumps.’ bo says, ‘I wants to talk to yon.’ ” ’Yes, sir,’ I ses, respectfullike, ’cos 1 could see it,wasn’t a story he wanted. ” ’Stumps,’ he says agon—makiu the second time he’d said it—’do you know what it is to be hi love?’ “ ‘Well, sir,’ I see, carefnllike, so as to hide ipy surprise, ‘I’ve seen a good deal on it.’ *’ ‘Never mind what you’ve seen,’ he says, kinder riled. ‘I want to know whether you’ve got any sympathy for them as is in love. You an I have beea friends, Stumps, ain’t we?’ ‘Corse we have, sir,’ I ses, ‘an I’d do auythiuk for you, if it was only for the Seabird’s sake, as you’ve said was the smartest craft abouts. ’ •‘ ‘An you like Miss Barclay, too?’ he asks. ‘‘Well, I didn’t like to show it, but 1 was completely took back, for, bless you. there wasn’t a prettier nor sweeter nor nicer lady in Margit than Colonel Barclay’s darter, as had taken a bouse for the season. Why. she used to come down among us every day an bring ns books an flowers an fruit on Sundays an talk an langh just as if sba was a com mon twin. An now I comes to rec’leet, I’d seen this young feller—Mr. Egerton was his name, and a nice young feller, too—I’d seen him look at her and foller her, an 1 won't say/as wot (m didn’t speak to her sometimes, thrfngh that ain't no business of'mine nor yourn. “Well, I tells him straight what 1 thinks of her, an he smiles all over bis face an holds ont bis hand, an 1 won’t deny us it struck me when he smiled as he was just the young feller as a nice gal like that would fall iu love with. •*‘Come for a sail,’he saya ‘loan tell you better then.’ ‘‘So we gets the Seabird, as had be< n painted afresh, with a pair of triang’lar yotting flags on her bows, an beats about for awhile before he begins. ‘‘‘Stumps,’ he says, ‘it ain’t every man as I’d trust with my private con- sarns, much less my love affairs, but I’ve took such a fancy to yon as I can’t let go on. I dessay,’ he says, ‘it’ll sur prise you as Miss Barclay’s a-goin to marry me some day, but as the old’—I forget what the precise word was—<‘ bnt as the colonel ain’t agreeable to the match we air agoin to take the tiller in our own bands and ran for the fust op portunity as offers. Now, Stumps,' he says, ‘you're a good sailor an n brave man, au the Seebird’a the smartest craft on the coast, hq it seems to me as we coaid do this job better and more ef- fectooailike by aea than we could by land. You need have no fear of the oon- sekena, ’ he says, * ’cos I’ve got plenty of money, au Miss Barclay is waff to know her own mind, an it*» only bocansd the colonel’s siefa a selfish old grampus as he won't let her marry de- centlrke. Now, my plan is,’ ho says, ‘to get aboard the Seabird together au run an if for the coast of France, an then down with your helm au put into the first port as we comes te along the English coast. I’ll make all the ar rangements,’ ho says, ‘an I'll come down tomorrow morn in au see as the time an tide's all right.’ ‘‘Well, up he comes at the same time next morning with a face us happy as any I ever seed, an with arrange ments as we was to start with the ebb tide at 6 o’clock that eveuin. You never seed a chap in sich a state as ho was, bgt, bless you, ho was the right sort, an if I hadu’t liked him already I'd ha’ sworn to ha’ gone anywheres with him then, Me an Tom had a busy day on it altogether, cleauin an gettiu the Seabird shipshape for the v’yago. Tom, ho was just as anxious for it as I was, ’coa I know he’d alius admired the young lady, like the rest of ’em, an he was a strong an handy young chap—bein a nervy of my owu an brought up m my own house. “At 6 o’clock down cornea Maeter Egerton with a bundle of wraps, just as if he wasa-goia flehin, an snre euuff, just as 1 was about to ask for the lady, he go&i buck ;yi fetches a tall young woman in a bfte yetting costoem an a little straw hat with a heavy w^te veil Down he comas age> an beLtnper in, au vy.e pushes* off, Lot I didu’tercel sure as he had got the right un, not till she lifted heV veil mi showed the protttost an liaw<Wmi(»Ht J kwkiu face you ever seecL as made my eld heart thump iu spke ot myself an sent Tom into the bows with « face as red as the Seabird's gunnel. Awa> we went at a good rate of speed, ^ wttn a steaefc* breeze from the nor’apst as made the eveuin cold an laiclihe Seabird over to it like the beaulAas dh# is.* Tom was a-m/uiagin the fug, an I was rf-steerinr, art of course the two young peoples was sittin side by side with a turp’lin jacket round ’em, both just as happy as they ever wanted to be. “Just as we was congratulatin onr- selvas on gettfu away unobsarvedj.au afdjji we’d got a couple of miles from slldrb, I sees Tom stand up in the bows with his hand a shadin his eyes an lookin back toward the jetty. “ ‘Bill,’ he rays suddenly, ‘it’s the Sylph!’ “ ‘Where?’ says the young feller an me at the same tilne. “ ‘Just a-beatin out,’ he saya. ‘An Ae’s a-comin, for us with every scrap she can crowd oi^l’ “Now, I didn’t tsll yon as the colonel ■ —him as took the house for the season —was the only man as I ever feared agen the Seabird. He was a good sailor, too, and that craft as he brought down —the Sylph—was the prettiest thing I’d seen since the Seabird was built. Her lines was just as beautiful as a swan an as graceful as a pictur’, an the only fear I’d ha’ had iu owning* hgr was as they might* be a bk too fine. I'd never’j|ii led the'seabird agen her, for 1 aHus iwckoued as she was the fastest cruft uu the coast, ah I hadn’t got to recognize no equal. “Well, tliere she come with her while sails jnst as neat as as pretty os a mer- beg pasrioa, sir, it’s* true story; shall we say as a young "Woman? I kuow’d her in a minute, for there wasn’t another craft like her, an when I gets the glasses I could see two per sons as was workin to get every bit out of her they cqnld. “ ‘Let her have another, Tom, ’ I says as I leoks at the lug, an the Seabird lift* herself out of the water as easy as a gull “Master Eger ton, he sat there with his arm around the gal a-lookin back at the Sylph, au I see him whisper in her mr maimat as ohssrs her up immediata Then ha turns an asks me how soon it went right into the naaft an stopped there. Mastet Hgertou and the missy, they sot there sq »ovrjr Kiid ■ word. b&A I caught a si^t ef tke young fcitsx’s face once when lie got up an looked astern, an I reckon kg'd^w’ dege some dm Riga if he'll (tot neev real gun an tifce fool as was handlin it. “When he’d tired about a dozen shots, 1 be slopped an I ventured to look np, an sure enough the Sylph was within Kail , au comiu along as she’d bin a-doin all the time. “ ‘Seabird, ahoy,’ yells the colonel, iu a voice as I could hear was choked with rage. ‘Stop, or I’ll sink yonl’ “ ‘Sylph, ahoy,’ I shouted back. ‘What’s the auattw? Youaiu’l all nunh air you?’ “ ‘Bring that bout to this instant,' he yells, ‘or I’ll riddle you, aa let you go down without help!* “ ‘Go on. ftrsu/ I yells, ‘only you’ve got to do butler er you'll have no shots left.’ “With that I flops down agen in the stern, just as anstbsu shot comes flyin through the lug. Then another goes away overhead, an the next buries itself iu tbs tiller head aa nearly knocks it out o’ my hand. Then young Egerton, I sees him kiss the gal as he gets up on bis feet “ ‘Stop firiu!’ be yells, ‘Your darter is iu this boat# Au fds her sake I bag you to oeasel’ “I just pon(«d ay head over tbs gunnel to st*e wbal effect this had en the old maa, acr there he was a-takin as ookl klpqied as oyer, an before I Id sbsnl or do -au^hlirk to stop it th^poor young feller had fallen back in the bottom of the boat, an the blood was a-pourin from bis left arm. “ ‘It's all rikhk’ be calbgEout ‘It's only the sTioqkri But^he gal was by bis side iu a minute, without a whimper on her face, a-hindin ifp hi* arm as if it was the wosk ebe <iidT «vsry day. “ ‘Harry,’ eke-sayai ‘are you ki pain, dearest?’ “ ‘No, darlin, ’ be answers. ‘It’s only a scratch. ’ ' “An them’s tbj| only lovin words 1 ever heard ’tim speak “Well, the colonel must ha’ thonght he’d killed bfns-, for the firiu ceased al together, an whsn I looks astern ages the ole man was a-sktia in the bows a-waitin patiently for the Sylph to ran alongside as. I omUd see the lad at the tiller was one of the' boat boys from Margit, an lieVI got all he eould do to keep the Sylph’s head to it, an I some how thought as how the .iTOt could be better qmpl<iye<!r’io«)tui acR the sail than sittin there like a dummy. The breeze was a-freshenin all the time, an the sea was a-getdn np, so I toek in a bit of sail and eased the Seabird. It was lucky I did, for just at that moment, when the Sylph was within three boat lengths, a gnat of wind come down on ns as made the Seabird^jieel an shoot away in it. 1 looked round, an, sure enough, them fbojs op the Sylph hadn’t taken in a bit ef sail, ah as the wind struck her over she went like a ninepin, an the old man au the lad shot out into the foamin water. “For a moment I was undecided how to aet, bnt yeuMg Egertoa, ho sprung to his feet in a> tostunt. “ ‘Lower the sail,’ be yellu ‘Down with your helm. ’ “Au down comes the soil an down goes the helm; an the Seabird turns on her heel in a manner as makes my hair stand on end to think on. Bat the way oa her \As stopped as the colonel was a-drownin, for I kuowed he couldn"! swim more nor a few strokes, an I could see the lad bad got enough to do to kaug on to au oas. “The old man never uttered a cry nor looked for help, but the gal, his only darter, she rose to her knees au cried, ‘Harry, save him. for my sake!’ Au Harry—hies* him, he was the finest would bo dark, an whether we couldn’t young feller lever seed—he sprang over run on withont a light. But I could see tim side an swam as if he’d never bin as the Sylph was a-gaiuin on us fast an all. Jurt a dozen long strokes sure, an I never felt so mis’rable iu my j an he was aiongride' an grabbed the life, sir, as 1 did then, when I felt the | joolouel by the neck just as hewasa-goia Seabird, as I’d sailed in and sworn bf, 1 down. We were with ’em jn a ininit, POWER IN OUR POWDER. A Shot F<om n 13 Inch ttlrt# gufUnlent Sn J,m a HuttlcHbti# Kiuht Feet, “Velocity and pressure,” explained the powder mill superintendent; “are tM two main requisitee in proving pew- der. The government is very specific in its contracts. It demands that when fired nnder servioq oouditionsJu the gnu tor which ibis intended powder must give to the projectile a muzzlo velocity of at least a certain number of feet per second without producing a pressure of more than a certain uamber of tons to the square inch. For modern gnus the velocity required varies from 2,000 to 2, J]00 feet in a second, and the pressure is not allowed to exceed 15 tons to the square inch. In some of our guns of the present day the amount of energy itored up iu the powder charge is so tremen dous as to be almost incredible. The limit of energy upon the projectile can not be estimated, so vast are the possi bilities. “For example, I may cito the Ore gon’s 13 inch rifles. Five hundred and fifty pounds of powder in these gnus impart to an 1,100 pound shot a velocity oi 2,100 feet per second, and the energy of the projectile is nearly 84,000 &o|t tons. 7bi» power is sufficient to iffl such a vessel as the Oregon eight feet out of the water. “Those screens between the cannon and the breastworks are electric chrono graphs 100 feet apart from each other and the cannon, and they register the time of the projectile’s flight with abso lute afecuracy.’’ “And absolute accuracy is—what?” “The millionth part of a second.”— San Francisco CalL The Trouble* of m Prophet. “How hit happen, Brudder Johnsing, dat yo’ dun quit prcachin down in Al- atnmy a’reddy?” “W’y, my ch’ch qnit payin tenshun to ennything I say au dun shut off my salary. ’’ “Deymua’ be mighty bad lot o’ broth- erin an sisteriu dowu dur. ” “No, dey hain’t so pow’ful bod, but after I went to profis/iu I lost all man ner o’ control o’ the entire gang.” “Dat so?” “Yaas, you see I dun bin profleyin ’bout whnt oomin to pass an whut gwine to happen to all dem mean nig gers whut wudden pay de preacher, an kollections wuz jest eomiu iu fine twell one day de sisteriu ax me whut kind o’ weatht r wo gwine to hah fur de possum supper festiful, an I tell um hit ebo will be do fines’ sort, fer bekaee I wuz mighty kongry an wanted de sapper to sho cum off. But, sah, hit rained an sleeted an cum two er three skykoons, an den I seed my ’fluence wid my way- ’ard brndderiu wax sholy busted. De salary kollections tuck de drags, an no matter how I exhausted my flock ner how I profisyed dey wuz sho fer de blaz- in lake, dey jest sot dur an laffed at me an wnddent pay mo nurry red cent nor gin me de turkey dinner, ner nothin. ” —Atlanta Journal. Syljkh a, ant _jd An| an Irei was ne mutch for the neat little craft as was a-comin np behind. Yes, there she come, a leapin au dnekin jnst like the beauty she was. I took eat my watch. It was just past 7 uu wanted two full hours to dark, an afore that time I knew the Sylph would he alongside. “ ’Biggin your pardon, sir, an yonrs, miss,’ I says, ‘bat that ^ere craft’s too mnch for the Seabird, an there ain’t a doubt as we’ll be overhauled before we can get away. ’ “Ip half an bonr’a time the was less than half a mile astern could aue the colonel a-standin in the bdfrs a-waviii his hands like a mad thing. The wind bad freshened consid- rable, but I held the Seabird to itt' an we was both a danciu ,over tlic wftyes like petrels, thungh I fancied W I the Sylph tuko^ii deal of water, still them two sut there a-Cvaifortiu one other, aih^oujd see, though I never ard a woitlw what they said. Onoe Tlooked at ’em, an 1 thought I seed her a-prayin, an it quite took the starch ont of me for a time to think as I’d bin a-trnstiu all the time to the’Seabird an never thonght of the God above. I never was no Christian, sir, an I never took no heed of them sky pilots air come among ns, but I think I did say some thin for her sake then, though !■ couldn’t pnt my hands together proper like, seein us I’d got bold of the tiller tight and fast. “In another ten minutes.Jbe Sylph was only a quarter of a nukrasterii an was comiu with her canvas,stretched au splittiu the water as if it (ras noth in. Just as Tom yelled out somethin as I couldn’t hear I looked round, an there was the colonel a-standin in the bows with a rifle in his hands, a-takin aim for ua. I jnst hollered in time, an as wa.'bmrd a whistlin overhead we looked ftp an seed a little hole in tjiei ltl * •Ml* old (pol was a. standin .there takin altotker aim. I tell you, - sir, the bowbardxneat of that ’ere Spanish fleet wara’t in it. Bang went the gun, au whittle oorae the shot over onr heads, bn only once did be hit . anythink be side the fust time, an then the bullet Tom an me an the gal, au we had ’em all aboard the Seabird, with the'lad au all safe. “ ‘Where for, now, sir?’.! asks. But the colonel waa a-.faiutin, au Master Hurry vjfui too weak to speak, an that poor, brave gal.was a-nussin ’em both, so I just takes tho jyauugeineut to my self nn makes sail aguii^fbr Margit, an leaves the poqr Sylph a-lyiu there bot tom up, the only eraft us could ever sail alongside the Seabird.’’ • • • • • e • “Did I do right in boadin for Margit? Yes, sir; 't least so it appears. When I went round to the colonel’s house next morain, thuie wap the old.geut an Mas ter Egerton a-p^ped ti$- in armchairs, an tho young laclj, all dressed in white, a-sittin between ’em.,.' “ ‘Stnmgu,’ sea the* colonel, ‘what do, yon mean by ruunin off with my darter?’ “‘Hoggin yonr psrdin, sir,’I sea, ..‘but it I runs off with her, what can yon wonder aha ftibo' yemug gent lilse that for doiu tjie same?’ V/ . “An they all Inskhs, so that they al most forgot to ask me to the weddin. “ ‘Stajnps, ’ ses the colonel, ’I'll pay for the damage I did-to the Seabird, un I’m goin to bay yon a new boat be- r sides!’ “ ’An I shaH de (he same,’ said Mas ter Egerton. “An 1 was so knocked back that I forgot to. thrash*the lad a^.split 0(1 as . Bnt that's the beeinnin of the' present fleet o’ six fine craft as lays below, with Mr. Bill Stamps au owner au onr Tom as deppity budmfral. ”—London Til- Bits. I b^xirn cfalmce a » Path, again and about it, J Potting Tlrnra# la Bn peck—If 1 eould could have my own think I'd be a wnmau Mru Unpack—Why? Enpeck—Well, then I couldn’t possi bly repeat the mistake I made when you and I— But bis lass words were .lost as h# jumped threpgh toe window.—GUrs- land Leader . Dr. S. B. Hartman, Cotumbm, O. DEAn Sir: — I toel likeanew woman since using your Pe-ru-na. Your medicine has helped me so much that I can work and never feel tired out. When I first hegan to use your medicine I couldn't sweep my own room, run the sewing machine or lift anything, noteven achair. Iteven hurt me to ride or walk any distaace. Now l oan do all this, and I believe more, and never feel the effects of it. I feel so proud of the way it has brought rac out that I tell it tor and near. I can heartily recommend your medicine to any woman suffering from female dis ease. 1 know from experience that your medicine will do just what you say it will. I thank you, Doctor, a thousand times for your treatment. I shall recommend your medicine wher ever I go. I know whut it has done for me and 1 know it will do the same for others. I feel that there are thousands of other women who would, s'ter using your treatment, as I did, be thankful. I am so glad I got your treatment. This inpnth is the first time in my Hto that I can remember of having my menses without pain. Why, 1 can't do anything but recommend Pe-ru-na.— Iflas Emma L. Bolden, Wilbcrforee, O. The Pe ru-na Medicine Co., Colum- kue, O., will mail Dr. Hartman's special hook for women, free on ajiplioatioa, te in only. AndruggistsMll Pe-ru-na. The Oldest Patent. Tho question as to tho holder of the oldest patent iu this country has brought out from the heirs of Joseph Jcacks soino additional facts which tend to show that he was the first inventor in this oountryv Patents granted from tho sovereign power of England for laud, water and other privileges were not un common iu early colonial times. Joseph Jencks of Lynn, Mass., » number of years previous to receiving u patent for an invention of a scythe had been granted one for “an application of wa ter power to mills.” Biographical notes state that Mr. Jencks introduced to tho Massachusetts colony the idea of patent ing inventions, and that he might pro tect and introduce his ideas seems to have been a reason for coming to the new country. The grass scythe patented in 1652 was perhaps tb* most valuable of bis inventions. Tho improvement over the old English saythe, with Its short, thick blade, like a bush scythe, consisted in lengthening tho blade, making it thinner and welding a square bar at the back and strengthening it. Today this scythe, practically unchang ed, is used in Europe and America The patent was withheld from Mr. Jencks for nine years, as it was thought to be too valuable to be monopolized.—Hart ford Conrant. Railroad Engineer Tattifie* to Bvneffta Received From Dr. Miles' Remedies. A Popular Delnelon. “Did you read this, dear?” said Mrs. Grigsby to Orlando the other night. ‘It’s a strange case. A harmless lunatic imagines that he’s a grain of corn and will not go into the yard lest a chicken eat him. Isn’t it an odd delusion?” “Oh, the world’s full of such delu sions, dear!” said Grigsby. “I know a harmless lunatic who seems to imagine that she’s a piece of cheese, and she will fly from a room when a moose en ters it for fear the little creature will devour her.”—London Tit-Bits. Boxlnar a Bride’s Kar. In Lithuania, a province of Russia, it is customary that the bride’s ears should be boxed before the marriage ceremony. No matter how tender hearted the moth er may be she always makes it a point of administering a hearty smack to her daughter in the presence of witnesses, and a note is made of the fact. The mother’s intention is a kind one, though the custom itself is bad. The reason for it is to protect the bride should her mar riage prove au unhappy one. In that case she will sue for a divorce, and her plea will be that she was forced iato the marriage against her will, and on that score the verdict of the judge will be in her favor. HU atyte ef Rldlaar. Gambrel—Oh, I’ve seen worse riders than yon, hut why do you jump up and let in daylight between yourself and the horse at every step? Snaffle—That’s all you know about lt» «I don’t rise from tho horse. He drops down from me. I keep right in the same position all the time.—Boston Transcript. New Ornamentation*. Some great man was taking a party of friends over his newly built house. One of the party would not admire it and complained that there were too many anachronisms. “Ob, ’’ said a lady who was noted for her toadyism and who had been unstinted in her admira tion, “don’t you like anachronisms? I think they are such a beautiful orna ment.”—Spectator. T HEBE Is no more responsible position oa earth than that of a railroad engin eer. On his steady nerves, clear brain, bright eye and perfect self command, de pend the safety of the train and the lives of its passengers. Dr. Miles' Nervine and other remedies are especially adapted to keeping the nerves steady, the brain clear and the mental faculties unimpaired. Engineer F. W. McCoy, formerly of 1323 Broadway, Council Bluffs, but now residing at 3411 Humboldt St., Denver, writes that he "suffered for years from constipation, caus ing sick, nervous and bilious headaches and was fully restored to health by Dr. Miles* Nerve & Liver Pills. I heartily recommend Dr. Miles' Remedies.” Dr. Miles* Remedies! are sold by all drug-1 gists under a positive! guarantee, first bottle 1 fiemedu benefits or money re-P funded. Book on dls-| eases of the heart and| nerves free. Address, DR. MILES MEDICAL CO.. Elkhart, Ind. The Professor's Conumlrum. “Professor," they said, “give us a deop metaphysical connndrum. ” - “Well,“he said after a moment’s thought, “when is ‘which’ ‘what’?” They gave it up. “When-it is neither,” explained the professor. And when they had studied it ont they understood.—Chicago Tribune. Crete has lost through political dis turbances of recent'years olive trees to the value of 110,000,000. It will tt^ke 40 years to restore the orchards to full bearing condition, and in the meantime 200,000 Mohammedans and 800,000 Christians will have to starve. In Australia spring begins Aug. 20; summer, Nov. 20; autumn, Feb. 2tk and winter, May 20. i Inlbfostk n is the dir* ct cause of diseases tiiat kill tbousinds of persvns annually. Mtup the troubl# at the outset with a little Prickly Ash Bitters: it strengthens the stomach and aids digestion. Sold hy Chero kee Drug Co. Notice of Sale. State or south Caroms a. | , n Court of Codsty or Chhrokee. 1 1 0,nmon p,ea ** Geo. W. Moore, Plaintiff, against W. O. Lipscomb & Bito., Defendants. By virtue of authority vested in me by an order, passed hy ^the lion. Geo. N. Gage, Presiding Judge, in the above entitled cause, on the sth day of September, isiis, [ will ex pose to public sale to the highest bidder, in front of the store of W. O. Lipscomb & Bro., in Gaffney, S. (’., on Monday the third day of October. is*w, (Salesday) at 12 o’clock m., all the railroad outfit of flco. W. Moore & Co., conslsteng of the following personal property to wit: 3b mules, 2 horses. s wheel scrapes, s drag scrapes, 1 wagon, 20 carts, 20 cart packs. 1 set wagon harness, 3 plows. 2 wheelbarrows, 2 bed springs. 5 mattresses. 1 cooking stove and utensils and dishes, 1 lot gears consisting of back bands, traces, collars, haincs, etc., 1 lot shop tools consisting of anvil, forge, hammers, tongr;, etc.. I lot railroad tools consisting of shovels, picks, mn’toeks. hammers, steel, etc., II * t 1 r lek fixtures such as rope, tackle, etc.# 1 lot commiss: ry in* r .-handise cn sisting of shoes, clothing, shirts, canned guous, etc., and many other articles too numerous to mention In this advertisement. Terms of sale, cash. .1. Kb. Jeefkzies. Clerk Court C. P. & G. S. Gaffney. S. Sept. 22. isiw. Building and Plastering Lime, Coal, Shingles, Laths and Plaster Hair, Dynamite, Blasting Powder, Fuse and Dynamite Caps, call on THE LIMESTONE SPRINGS LIME WORKS, Telephone 37. CARROLL & CO., Lessees The Gaffney City Land and Improvement Company Offers for sale Building I^>ts in this flourishing town. Gaffney City; Also Farms near by and In reach of the Schools of Limestone Springs and of this place, in lots of from Jdto 100 acres on lil>eral time rates; also Agricultural Lunds to rent for Farm pur poses. For full particulars apply to BIOSES N. B.—All tresspassing on lands of this company, cutting and removing timber, fishing or hunting, are forbidden under penalty of law. ity; A: pi act*, to rent WOOI>. J\»ent. Money to Loan. * t The Citizens Building and Loan Association of Gaffney has money on hand to loan and can meet any demand. The rate of interest is K per cent, per annum. For further information apply to N. H. LITTLEJOHN Secretary and Treasurer. 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