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ft TIGER TAIL (HRI8TMA5,
TILE STOHY OF A FAMILY FEUD AND
E UN AWAY MATCH IN
TENNESSEE.
Bf MARTHA M’CULLOCH WILLIAMS
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HE clnrh ^i!ay 1
<*rs iu the back ,
room of tli*' store
looked up from '
their hands as |
Scjuire Jordan
came iu. No oth
er resident of
Tiger Tail could
have distracted
them t*o That de
gree. Tiger Tail
is Tennessee ter
ritory, yet abuts opou Kentucky. It It
not, of course, down on any maps, not
even the local ones. To be exact, !tt>
metes and bounds are known accurate
ly only by outland folk, wtio, say those
of Tiger Tail, live iu such ill coudi-
tloned regions as Fohsuiii hollowr.
Wildcat. T<suifi and the Cooney range.
Still the Tiger Tailers do not quite
deny that Tiger Tail exists. They are
nebulous only as to tts whereabouts.
“Howdy, squire? Want to play?
Take my hnad.’’ Jim Wilson, the store
keeper, said, making as it to rise Crum
the table. The other three players
laughed uproariously. “He’s a beauty
boy; that's what Jimmy is,” oae of
them said. “He’s just nine under the
table, squire. Of <xmrse he wants to
be polite.”
The squire laughed. “I'll play and
pay If I lose out. Jimmy,” be said,
“but ef I beat them rascals over thar
you must do me a little small favor.”
“Anything you say, squire,'’ Jim
said, handing over the cards. The
squire chuckled, but masked It With a
•cowl as he answered: ‘‘Hetfcer not
promise too brash, son. What 1 w T ant
is for you to thrash Tennessee. Think
you can do it?”
“Why, that is sorter Jubons,” Jim
responded. The others let fall their
cards, looking significantly one at the
other. Tom Turner, the squire’s part
ner in the game, whistled and said,
still pursing his lips:
“So I suppose Tennessee’s mind is
set on Milam’s gal.”
The squire nodded. “And mine as set
that he shan’t have her. I reckoned
I’d find that gentleman here and come
Just a-purpose to give him the word
with the hark on It,”
“I always wild that boy’d give you
trouble ever sence you went and give |
him that jogruphy name,” an oldish
man, who hud Just come in. said j
shrilly.
The squire looked at him and
chuckled again. “It had to be jography
—or ’rlthmetic,” lie said. “Hlame
your skin. Bill Jordan, you know that
as well as me. Sebeu brothers of us.
all in one poor neighborhood, and the
last one of us too lazy to move out,
^ould put old man Solomon to his
trumps for names. I didn't start as
soon as the rest of you neither. Time
I begun to raise a family you had dou
bled and tribbled on all the handy
Scripcher names.”
“Don't you reckon this is sorter a
ludgment on you. squire? Remember
how many runaway couples you’ve
married”— another of the cinch play
ers began.
The squire silenced him with a look.
“Do you think I’m goin to belittle my
oflice by not doin what I was 'lected to
do?” he asked severely. “I have mar
ried runaways—oh. yes. tweiity-seben
couple—hut every hist one of ’em come
from Kentucky. I p thar they have to
have written consents from the par
ents before they etui git a license. Is
It my fault that 1 happen to live on
the straight road from Kentiu-ky to
Bellshoro? Of eourse mine's a handy
place to them young folks. All they
got to do is to have the license waitiu
good lookln and a mighty fine house
keeper,” Jim WiLs*wi said soothingly.
“Yv>u couldn’t have a better, squire, 1
can’t hardly blame Tennessee. A big
house is mighty bvnesome with no ’wo
man In It. I’ll l**t money you won't
blame him, neither, time she's been
thar a year.”
“I’ll hot the liewc • and farm she don’t
«ver come thar, not while my bead Is
tot,” the squire roared.
“I’ll take the bet. She’ll coate and
for your ask in,” a vc' -e said from
the door. Tennessee stoo there laugh
ing heartily. He was a l' - fellow', as
tall and well muscled as ,1s father
was slight and withered, yet the pair
were curiously alike. They had the
same obstinate chins, the same bright
dark eyes, exactly the same level look
Tennessee made a dash at ils father,
caught him under the arms and drew
him to his feet, saying as ihe squire
fumed and writhed in his bold: “Fa
you ain’t nigh as mad as you think
Anyway, I*’* stop quarreUm till after
Christmas. It’s jest two weeks off.
so mighty dose to one ‘nother, them
two. Wbarever you see or hear the
one you're mighty apt to see and hear
the other."
“Round to bo that a way. Tennes
see’s all the child his pa has got.’’ Tom
said. “Rut hark! What’s that? Some
fellow must be siiootin his Christmas
guns early.”
“Them ain’t Christmas gnus. They’re
too close together,” the squire said,
walking to a window - , open iu spite of
tin* rain. “Resides, they ain’t comin
right. They sound up towards Ken
tucky.”
“I bet it’s a runaway couple,” Jim
Wilson cried, dashing out upon the
piazza, with the crowd pollmell at his
heels. “I hear horses and wheels and
folks holleria!” he shouted back over
his shoulder as he darted down the
steps. Tennessee was close behind
him, so close that the darkness swal
lowed them at the same instant. All
the rest could hear now out upon the
big road a confused and strengthening
medley—shouts, cries, curses, gallop
Ing ln)ofs, whirring wheels, sharply
punctuated now and again by a drop
ping shot.
“Runaways! They’re comin In! Hear
’em! They're tbrongb the gate! Here,
squire! <?et on the bottom step, with
your lantern ready! You’ll have to «lo
a quick Job this thne. sure!” Tom Tur
ner cried, shouldering the people aside
and setting the little squire In the
forefront of them. He was scarcely
steady upon his feet when a horseman
upon a panting and foam covered beast
dashed Into the clnlr obscure of th*
lantern light, crying out: “Fetch the
squire! Quick! He knows mo—George
Perdue! Here’s the license, squire.
Fellow I know—stole his gal—old
man's right behind—got a Winchester
and the sheriff. Tie ’em quick as yon
can. Thar ain’t a minute to lose. It’s
all right, 1 tell you! Thar they come—
that couple in the buggy ahead!”
The squire seemed to swell, to stand
an Inch taller. He could hear al>ove
the tailored panting of the two horses
which drew the buggy the noise of oth
or horses coming as furiously, cries and
curses, too. ami the crack of a rifle,
the sharp report heralded by a lurid
glancing glare. Steadying himself on
Tom Turner’s shoulder, he said In his
loudest, most official voice to the pair
hidden in the buggy's cavernous re
cess:
“Do you and each of you solemnly
agree and covenant before Almighty
God and these witnesses to take ami
keep each other for better or for
worse?”
“We do," came in smothered tones
from the eloping pair.
“Then, by virtue of the authority in
me vested. 1 pronounce you man and
wife!” the squire shouted, making a
dart at the buggy and flinging hack
the robe. “Come in. come In. you
young people.” he said. “Leave me to
talk to the old man.”
“You'll have to. pa. It’s you he's
mostly mad with.” Tennessee said,
springing out and handing down his
bride, a tall, pretty girl, mud splashed,
disheveled and smiling through her
tea rs.
The squire, after one long, gasping
stare, was fully himself. “It Is my
custom and privilege to—ahem!—kiss
the bride in such cases.” he said, press
ing his lips to her forehead; then to
his son. “Take her inside, young man.
I don’t forget you won the farm In
winnln her.”
“No. you don’t take her Inside,” some
owe cried from ten yards down the
drive a second after. Old Man Milam
had flung himself off his horse and
was trying to lay hands upon his
daughter.
Squire Jordan stepped In front of the
angry man. “I reckon our old grudge
fa settled for us. Henry,” he said, hold
ing out his hand. “Say, ain't you
tidin tonight some of that same old
skewbald stock?”
Old Man Milam nodded. He could
not trust himself to speak.
“And It was heat In this. runaway
race by my same Rlackhawk blood.
I oughtcr ’a’ known that was Ten
nessee’s span.” the squire went on
Judicially; then, with a whimsical
chuckle, “Henry, don’t it strike you
we’ve been a couple of fools?”
“It does look sorter that way.” Old
Man Mllnm said, ami then and there
the pair shook hands, and a feud ended.
THINGS FOR CHRISTMAS
are »<* plentiful in our line * i.ii
merely memionimi them \v*»ui»l
look like cataloguing but here's a
very incomplete list of what may
make ^l<’i«l to the heart of man or
maul, wife or hoy : Table cutlery,
fanrv scissors, pocket kniv*'-,
miniature tool chests for the halt-
growns; full >ized for the full
growns.
Smith Hardware Co.,
OAKFNEY. S. C.
If it’s Good Values You are After
You should see my line before buying, as I guarantee that
you get 100 cents worth for every dollar spent with me. Con
sider the following:
©
I nfants’Coats R.50 and up
Ladies'Capes . T.'c to fu no
Ladles’Jackets, latest styles $t.5ctoi> <*0
Ladies’ Dress Skirts in black and Fancy Plaids, from fl/15 to no
Ladies'Silk Underskirts.. *1 M’t to $jao
SHOES for everylsidy. that will tie sold for a very small margin of profit:
Ladies' Misses’ and Children’s Rubber Overshoes
Men’s Rubber Overshoes
Men’s Arctics ....
A COMPLETE LINE OF NOTIONS.
blankets ..
Comfortables
Lap Robes ...
. 40c to i.'ur
.. .. 85c
|I25
fl.25 to Skt.On per pair
*Mn toil ^i
li.oo to im)
kl.jO and up
if 00 to JV i 0
fct.00 to fill 00
f.'i.OO to fie "0
ft.oo to fi 00
... 40c to Me
11.00 to {1.25
CLOTHING DEPARTMENT.
Roy’s Suits . . ..
Youth’s Suits
, Men’s Suits
| Men’s Overcoats
Youth’s Overcoats
: Men’s Overall Pants
i Men’s Waterproof Coats
WAGONS AND BI GGIES.
I haveun hand at all times Wagons of all sizes. Buggies, Hurries and Phaetons, and my
sales iu the past are the best evidence that my prices are right.
MV GROCERY DEPARTMENT is full of bargains.
I also have in stock a good assortment of Hardware, Woodenware, Glassware. Crockeiy,
Wagon and Buggy Harness, and last, but not least. I can furnish any gradeot Ferti izers to
those in need of tlds class of goods for grain as low as the lowest.
Big lot genuine TEXAS RED RUST-PROOF SEED OATS at 45<- per bushel by the saep.
1 hanking all my friends and customers for the very lilieral patronage-best'Vtcd upon me
In the past, and solicit ng a continuance of the same, I am, yours to serve,
J. I.
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“TO TAKE AVI* kKKF EACH OTHKV KJK liKT-
TKK OH WOKfiK.”
I want a big party Christmas eve.
You’ve always promised me I might
have It when 1 come 21.”
”So I have, hut you don’t deserve It,
you young rascal.” the squire said.
“Promise me what I ask, and you may
have a (tarty as long as Christmas,
dance and frolic the whole week—yes.
till old Christmas If you want to.”
“You mean ulrout marry iu Hetty?”
Tennessee ask ml airily. “I’m Just
bound to do that. Marse Squire, but
I’ll promise this—I won’t never do ft
unless you are thar to see and willin it
should he done.”
“Hurrah! You’re givlu yourself a
long time to wait, sir," the squire said
eagerly, then beginning to cut a pigeon
wing In Ids joy. “Now get about your
party, sir. We’ll make it a rouser, the
biggest thing that ever come off in Ti
ger Tail.”
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Notwithstanding Christmas eve fell
rainy and dark as the proverbial stack
of black cats, everybody came to Ten-
ucsseo’s party. The Jordan house was
big and square, witli tall outside clHm-
mys and a makeshift gravel drive
leading in semieireularly from the two
gates ii|iou ilie big road a hundred
yards away. For the party both gales
were set open. Everybody rode or
drove, even the nearest neighbors. J’eo
(lie began coming at dark and kept
coming until !i o’clock.
Even before supper playing began
with great spirit. There was a room
given up to it indeed, since not a few
of the company laid religious scruple-
against even a reel. By and by. when
the tables w ere cleared, there would be
daneing.
Tennessee was the life of every-
Ills father eyed him as he went
baking bands, setting
•Iv ease, seeing to ev-
One lot on southwest side of Jefferies St.,
containing 100 feet front and 160 feet deep.
Fine location in desirable part of the city. For
information and particulars apply to
JONES J. DARBY,
General Insurance and Real Estate.
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r, .f Surc«»»* Of wr^nf. the «nd of deadly strife.
'jk oJA-. , Still kist ol power and wealth and warfare’s rr^adnefp
A T tbe wide world —a, ne’er before are rife
4Ji8trjvi, ijyv -—
: Al6b! wi,, * v * r corr >* that bright tomorrow
ti' /S lov * *nd Joy shall rei,n o’er all tbe earth.
'J I v L/r- ■.Wbcp man 'o man no loovor Will brin? sorrow
y" ,)L:L Ab'l.r'ace shall be. as promised at His birth?
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• hades low ulass vases laid two or
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latter, af e the delightful r< |iast,
the girls gaihered in the parlor and
had a darning cmitcst 'I’hey wer.
gi\.n needle- dariiitig eottoti and
rtoe! nv \ iih hole cut in them and
told ihat they could have l.Y uiiitutes
to show then s| || in darning When
tli. t i e.c a s li 11 a vote wa s i a ken
to ee Who merited the pi i/.e. the Ill.'kV
Citizens’ Building and Loan
Association of Gaffney,
has been in operation for nearly
six years. Every person who has
stock in it is highly pleased with
the investment.
The Eighth Series will
with January I, 1901.
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to lay up
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where you will get interest i
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