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I i PAYS TO PATRONIZE Wg have built a reputation and business which are second to none. Pure Drugs, Accuracy in Compounding Prescriptions and Moderate Prices have made this one of the most reliable drug stoes in the State, The efficiency of the prescriptions made up here is due to the freshness of all ingredients used in the composition. TTIK CHEIiOKEE I >KT IC1 OO Limestone and Frederick Streets. n rn\ iftinn vUJ n BY ItODNEY LINIIOLM [PopjTig’it, 1001, by Amoriran Press Association.] “Pay nml five humlred to the pan, or I’m a liar! ’ “OH. Boh. ilo you mean it? Seems too good to be true!” “Sine. Tom. Guess 1 know ‘color* when 1 see it. There’s fifty thousand to tin box length when we come to wash out in the spring. Beckon that up, and see if you can make us out worth less tha*i half a million apiece.” “Boh Burley, you’re olT your base. 1 can’t believe it. “Believe it or not. Tom Herrick; but even you can tell what a nugget looks like after it’s washed out, eh?” Burley scooped out a handful of clea^. yellow nuggets varying in size from it cucumber s»“ed to a hazelnut from the pan in which he was testing the dirt and held them out for his chum to examine. These two had been two months on the 1!1 Borado branch of the Klondike, having come up here from Circle City on receipt of first news of a “strike” in this region. They had built themselves a hut. staked out a claim of 500 foot each along the creek and then set to work “burning out” the earth. Herrick and Burley had burned and drifted, drifted and burned, until at last they had an open shaft sunk quite fifteen feet, and, us Bob had declared, they had at last struck “pay dirt,” and had struck it rich. Tom took the handful of glistening nuggets from his partner, but said not a word. There was no doubt ot the fact at last gold laid been found. “Well, old man,” said Bob, “what’s the matter with you? Bon't you know what those nuggets mean to us?” "Bon't 1 just! Bob. if the claim turns out half as good's you think we can both go home, can’t wo, at the end of the summer?” “Bight you are, Tommy, every time. If you hear me say it. it’s so! But there's one thing 1 feel compelled to say and which you won't be so happy to 1 ’* HI**' c cN ^>•1 o o f ifv- . t/‘ n r** \ \ j “GOOBBY, TOM, AND GOOD BUCK!” hear, and that is we haven’t got five pounds of Hour nor an ounce of moat In the shack. And the deuce of it is this is the day before Christmas, and tomor row we ought to celebrate.” “To be sure. Christmas doesn’t seem like Christmas without turkey.” “It doesn’t, hey? Well, what did we have last Christmas a year ago?” “Bear meat and blubber, and mighty glad to get it loo. But, all the same, it didn't seem like Christmas, and 1'il stick to it!” “No, Tommy, it didn't. A Christmas dinner always should have a bird in it of some sort.” “Well, Bob, you're a better miner than I am. hut you can't beat me at bunting. The thermometer is down to twenty-six below, and the wind is howling great guns, but I don't see any other way than to take my gun and try for a rabbit or a partridge.” “That's the talk. Tommy. One of us has got to attend to the fire, and you are the better hunter of the two. 1 don't envy you the contract, though. It may he down to filty below before night, so get back before the sun goes down, won't you?” “I'll try,” said Tom as he slid out into the cold, clad from throat to toe in furs. He carried a double barrel shotgun in the hollow of his arm and a r< volver in the belt, the hitter in ease he should encounter anything larger than the shotgun could bring down. “I'm going up to the mountain for ptarmi gan.” were bis last words to Bob. “so have a good pastry ready for ptarmigan pie some time early in the evening. “Gondby.” “Goodby, Tom. and good luck,” chattered Bob as lie dosed the door. Tom swung sturdily along through the line, dry snow, winch came about up to his knees, and derived exhilaration from the keen air and the prospect of sport, lie crossed the creek, climbed the farther bank and came upon the level plateau, where the wind had wider sweep and the cold was more intense than in tin* sheltered ravine. It was a long stretch, and no object intervened to break the monotony, so he plodded ahead for over an hour and arrived at the summer snow line, where the ptarmigans dwell. The g.aceful ptarmigan, though brown of plumage in the summer when the snow is melted and the scant vegetation can protect it. was now pure white and hard to distingrish from the snow itself, into which it dove and from which it darted out like Hying tisli on the surface of the sea. He was a good hunter, having carried a gun ever since he had been able to lift one. lirst practicing til the woodchucks and squirrels on the old farm, then extending his range to the moose and deer down in the woods of Maine. iSo when, all of a sudden, a white, spiritlike thing broke out of the snow and made off straight to windward he threw up his gun and toppled it over iu- stanter. Several cot away from Tom’s shots, their movements were so erratic, and there was little to distinguish between snow white' bird and bird white snow. At last, however, marking down where a thick entered a snowdrift, he made for it and stirred them up with his feet, and when they sailed out dropped three of them on the wing. In this manner, by pursuing the birds closely and keeping them on the move, he secured fourteen and then thought It about time to stai t for camp. But in all his windings and doublings while in pursuit of the ptarmigans he had so confused himself that he couldn't find tin* trail hack to the creek. The sun had long since set, and hut a faint twilight remained, while the cold air was getting colder, though the cutting wind had died away. Hours later, tired to exhaustion, tempted to yield to the intolerable drowsi ness that was stealing over him, and to succumb to which he knew meant only death, he was staggering toward the bank of the crook. But it was far away, and he was not sure of his hearings, when he heard the report of a fire arm. He answered by discharging bis gun, and not long after Bob hove in sight, dragging after him a sled thickly piled with skins. “Zounds, oid man, but I got soared for you! Here, tumble on to this sled. Bundle up in the furs and let me drag you hack home. Not a word. Ho as 1 tell you. 1 in boss of this expedition, my boy. Another hour and you'd have lain down to sleep, now, wouldn't you?” “I’m afraid I should,” drowsily muttered Tom. “I’m just about done up. Bob. But, say, 1 got the birds, didn't l?” “Yes, you did; but if you'd have gone to sleep they'd have come rather high.” But Tom heard nothing. He slept until the cabin was reached and long after he had been bundled Into his bunk. When he awoke next morning, refreshed and recuperated, the first thing he saw through the curling smoke X \1 PACKING TUB FOURTEEN PTARMIGANS INTO A PIE. ©f the pit fire was his Industrious partner peeking the fourteen ptarmigans Into a pie. He had a dish as big as a milk p« and twice as deep well lined with donji trimmed that t Reynolds ami his brotner Dave were here after you left, and they’re coming over to the feed. By the way, Tom. wish you merry Christmas! Same to me? Oh, that’s all right! I'm a millionaire, you know, and, as for that matter, so are you! Pretty business for a millionaire, hey—picking ptarmigans and mak ing a scullion of himself generally? But never mind. There's a good time a coming by and by. Next year this time we'll have our horses and servants, sure's you’re horn. Tommy, my son." Thus Bob rambled on, the while setting the great pie carefully in a corner of the pit, whieh had been heated redhot with stones taken from the ereek bed. And there it simmered and sizzled and in the end turned a delicious brown just as Sam and Dave came over from their cabin, farther up the < reek. The pie was served from a stump whieh stuck up in the .center of the hut. It was a pronounced success, and Have declared that it "beat turkey all holler,” in whieh opinion he was supported by his brother Sam. Bob was heard to dc hire in fact, Tom said the same tiling that even if lie went out with twice a hundred thousand ounces next season he would contrive to locate in a section where he could have ptarmigan pie for his Christmas dinner. najsim By Seaton Lord. fCopyriipit, 1901, by O. L. Kilmer.] ULK1LY » J»iI'ui.d'cd with all tie In,, cdicuts. As lie dexterously ©1 set tU ■ di*'h down for one last admiring look, he saw |iu d. |led? Look at that! How’s that foi u pie, eb? . Wtytjyu tiuj auiU‘4. on, ’ i } i de ploring the poverty which compelled me to come to work on Christ- m mo * I 60* Lf . / tered the office lit V IriP of The Daily Dozer and wcut to my desk. "Christmas enjoyment is only for the wealthy,” mus ed I. “Jenkins,” said the city editor, “here’s five dollars a lady sent us to give a poor old chap up on Tenth street. You see. she wants to know it reached him and doesn’t want to register a letter, for he must not know who sends it. So run nil with it and get a receipt for it that we may send her.” 1 was soon on Tenth street. The number sought was a tumble down old ’ookery. and the children snowballing each other in the street stopped long enough to tell me that old Mr. Jones lived on the lop floor. "Come In!” piped a cheery, shrill voice as 1 knocked on his door. I did Seated by the window, nightcap on head and spectacles on nose, sat a bright eyed, gray haired, much wrin kled old fellow, clean shaven and very tall and stooped. "Merry Christinas!” he piped as soon as he saw me and grinned affably, displaying a few large teeth that were still white. I stammered forth the conventional answer. I could do no more than stammer it. for such a salutation in such a place quite staggered me. The rickety bed. the imlighted stove, the broken loaf of bread on the bare little table, the absence of carpet, the two chairs, told the story of deepest pov erty at a glance. I hastily gave him the money and took ids receipt. “Sit down on that other chair and gladden my Christmas.” said he. "This gift of money is nothing to your com pany. 1 deserve it.” he added a little pettishly. "I have gladdened others’ Christmas today.” "You have?” 1 was Impolite enough to say in my bewilderment. “The birds.” said he. pointing out the window to where a few sparrows on the lire escape were peeking at a piece of his loaf. “It is iIns that has made you happy today in spite of”— "It is one of the things my Christmas giving. It could give until you came am under the necessity human objects for alms share of this birds.” “Can you find any poorer than your self?” I inquired. “Yes. even in the palaces,” he said solemnly. Bising and leaning on the long stick which he had kept beside him. he thus went on: "I began my celebration of Christ mas yesterday afternoon by going to the free library and reading Dickens’ ‘Christmas Carol.’ For years I have read it on Christmas eve—that is, to till myself with the true Christmas spirit of charity, love, peace and good will. It always succeeds. Hus any millionaire in this great city begun more wisely? "Having tiuishc?! my reading. I walk ed through the erisp. frosty air to the boulevard to enjoy tie sleighing. It was very fine. Time was when I used to sit In one of those vehicles and go skimming over the snow. I lost half the sport. 1 could not see the cutters skim by. the rosy cheeks of the riders, ami I ran risk of a spill. I could hear no bolls but those on my own team, but, ah. standing on the roadside—how different! “The skating on the lake next Inter ested me. and I enjoyed it greatly. Home to tea next, with a keen appe tite. Had I a full larder and that appe tite I would cut enough to be sluggish, nml then 1 should not go out ngulu. But a slice of bread, an onion and a cup of black tea—no gluttony In that, yet enough. “I went (-'jt to do my Christmas shopping. Oh, I saw everything—all the rlchcfc of the earth displayed lu wiittywm Keuiewbyr that vh* freat delight in most of them is in looking at them, and that if they are peisonal ornaments you cannot very well see them after you put them on. I feasied my eyes fully trom the outside of the windows. Ii was the best Christmas shopping I ever did. and 1 have done much shopping in my time, 1 can toll you. “Midnight mass — grand, celestial! No, sir; uot a Catholic, but I do not let that fact stand between me and epi curean enjoyment. "1 slept the sleep of the contented man. sir. dreaming of the beautiful, bright skies and green fields and pleas ant waters of summer that are all mine, sir, as much as a king’s. “See my Yule log!" He pointed to a piece of canuel coal beside the stove. “I will light that by and by. I w ill roast a little joint of moat over it and make me a little wassail bowl of cider with a roast apple in it—and when my pipe is lit and tin* street lamp shines on the ceiling 1 will recite for myself some of the old miracle plays of Christmas or sing an olden carol”— “Pardon me,” said I. starting up. I must go. You tempt nn* to share your feast and lose my position. 1 must go. 1 wish 1 knew how to lie as happy as you.” “Be content,” said the strange old man. r iMf HI ive the Hug s and 1 leof. much can 1 -I'll YOU ? 1 •11 YOU from one to 1 .DiKi s. Fresh < i run ml S;iu- ‘very d ay. t 'omit rv I’ro when it c ;in be ll ad . How can s< druce Fresh Fish netirlv till i Domestic Fruits, ('tmd Fire Works for Xmas, or call Phone No. (»(). L. W. McGUINN. That was was all I hut now I of seeking my bounty. The is too big for the I Will Dc First Glass Repairing b'vvelry at Of Watch* s, Clocks and the following prices: Main Sprii gs (guaranteed! Watch < Me tiling ■fl.uu balance S all's il.aO. Hair Sprh gs otto si ..vi. Watch Glasses 15 to :i5e. Hour, Minute or Second Clock Cleaning to si '*o* Clock Main Springs50c. toSi.nn Will take your orucr and save V"ii money on Watches, Clocks. .Icwdry, Silverware, etc. q * in a nds B to I V EXCHANGE BAR8ER SHOP and BATHS , Sanitarv Methods. Skilled \\i»i n< > a H'll, lean I owe OIL MASSA< II. I I i<4l] ( i 1 >1 all I lour AN EX l •ade a> is.v'rn® IT M’EUATOR. 819 Limestone Street*. U TAiY. n FRUITS! Malaga Grapes, Pears, Bananas, Northern Apples, Catawba Grapes Peaches, Oranges, Nuts, Wanuts, Pecans, Fresh Roasted Cocoanuts, Pea a its, Chestnuts. a ~ k < i put m to or<I*■ t ib' in i ')!• mi XL tor YOU!' Oi'-d :ir >urt 1 to please riood> s ; have one live red free to anv Oi eit v i S * j rugm TT’i i E L.C. i ) HL 8\1H Limestone Street. 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Groins, $3.75 Per Ooz. JOHN GREENS EVERY ROAD J. R. COOPER. Traveled by those who are looking for Christmas Fruits, Candies, Cakes, Toys, Etc.. leads to EZELL’S. Fine Choco lates, Fancy Mixtures, Stick Candy, Penny Goods, Apples, Oranges, Dates, Prunes, Raifins, Currants, Figs ; in fact anything in the Confectionery line. Get in the push and you will land at For the Building Season, L. BAKER Has just received ti large stock of Sash, Doors, Mantelpieces and all kinds of Trimming, Flooring, Ceiling Siding, Box ing, Molding, Brack, ts.etc. No. 1 Heart Pine Shingles and a good stock John W. Mi.sury & Sous Guaranteed Paints -and Varnish, all at the lowest rea sonable prices. Call and see him when you want anything in his line. No charge for making estimate*. Here is a Bargain. Two excellent corner building lots within five minutes walk of Carpet Mill. These lots will be sold on the Easy Payment Plan of only $3 per month. Here is an opportunity of a lifetime for working people. 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