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Thousands Hare Kidney Trouble and Don’t Know it. How To Find Oat. Fill a bottle or common glass with your water and let it stand twenty-four hours; a r0 \ -» -i* se diment or set- — tling indicates an ! unhealthy condi tion of the kid neys; if it stains your linen it is evidence of kid ney trouble; too frequent desire to pass it or pain in the back is also convincing proof that the kidneys and blad der are out of order. «•• * ft**************************************** ‘The REFORMER By CHARLES M. SHELDON. Author of “In tils Steps,” “Rokrt Hardy’s Seven Days,” Etc. Copyright, 1901, by Charles A/. Sheldon < - • it What to Do. There is comfort in the knowledge jo often expressed, that Dr. Kilmer's Swamp- Root, the great kidney remedy fulfills every wish in curing rheumatism, pain in the back, kidneys, liver, bladder and every part of the urinary passage. It corrects inability to hold water and scalding pain in passing it, or bad effects following use of liquor, > wine or beer, and overcomes that unpleasant necessity of being compelled to go often during the day, and to get up many times during the night. The mild ?nd the extra- i ordinary effect of Swamp.^oot is soon realized. It stands the highest for its won derful cures of the most distressing cases. If you need a medicine you should have the i best. Sold by druggists in 50c. and$l. sizes. You may have a sample bottle of this wonderful discovery and a book that tells more about it, both sent absolutely free by mail, address Dr. Kilmer & Co., Binghamton, N. Y. When vrriting men tion reading this generous offer in this paper. ...SAME OLD STAND... days in the year I stand by you. and have for six years, and work is my motto in.busi ness I sell Fine Be^f, Pork, Sausage— meats of all kinds when they can be had. Fresh Fish Friday and Saturd iy Country Produce, Vegetables, Fine Seed Irish Potatoes, Onion Sets, Plent Sour Kraut, Caobage, Apples, Northern Fruits, Heavy and Fancy Groceries. (TIAPTDR Vlli. neral sorvice 01 IN CORDON was rending the two letters that David Barton bad received from the old lady, Mrs. Captain George * 1 Effingham. The fu- | had been held in obedi- I All orders delivered prompt ly on tune, soon and late. Come, or phone No. (in. Burnett block. We know our business and attend to It. Yours for business, L. W. McGUINN. Wanted fat eattle and ureen hides. pp r ".Mr. It. K. (iroen is airaiu with me ami will he t?!ad to serve you. FOLEY$HONEY™TAR for childrenf safe, turm. No opiates Clerk’s Sale, Statk ok Sot th Carouna, \ County of Cherokee. ) S. M. McNeill, Plaintiff, vs Fannie K. Ross, Defendant. In obedience to an order made in the above entitled case, dated March 9th 1903, I will sell at Gaffney, S. C.. before the Court House door, during the legal hours for sales, salesday April 6th 1903, the following described lands, to wit: All that lot of land situated in the Town of Blacksburg, in said County and State, the said lot beginning on Chester street running with Pine street 1 li-'/z feet, thence at right angles and with A. B. Cresby’s lot to Clairborne street a dis tance of 372 feet, thence at right angles and with Clairborne street to Chester street a distance of 142- '4 feet, thence at right angles and with Chester street a distance of 372 feet to beginning point, and also the buildings thereon. Terms of sale: One half cash, and the balance on a credit of twelve months, w ith interest from day of sale, secured by the purchaser’s bond and a mortgage of the premises, the same to provide for 5 per cent. Attorney’s fee in the event of foreclosure, and for reasonable insurance of the buildings, made payable to the mortgagee as his interest may appear, with leave to purchaser to pay all cash, and he to pay for all papers. J. Kb Jefferies, Cl'k. C. C. Pi’s. Pub. Mar. 20th, 27th and Apr, 3rd 1903. KIDNEY DISEASES are the most fatal of all dis eases. cm CV*0 KIDNEY CURE Is 1 iULlI 0 Suarantsfid Remedy or money refunded. Contains remedies recognized by emi nent physicians as the best for Kidney and Bladder troubles. ' PRICE 50c. and $1.00. Things We Lilce^ Best eften Disagree With Us Because we overeat of them. Indi* get jn follows. But there’s a way to esotpesuch consequences. A dose of * food dlgestant like Kodol will relive you at once. Your stomach Is simply too wsak to digest what you eat. That’s all Indigestion Is. Kodol digests the food without the stomach’s aid. Thus the stomach rests while the body is strength* ened by wholesome food. Dieting Is un* necessary. Kodol digests any kind of good food. Strengthens and invigorates. Kodol Makes Rich Rod Blood. Prepwedonlyby K. C. DeWitt & Go.. OhlcacSb Zee e bottle cootalosSyi times the Wo. stsat ■tffiS’- Early Rteere Th* famom Itttte pUI«. euce to Barton’s request. Gordon, Har ris, Williams and a small group of newspaper men had come up to the rooms. Falmouth read a simple serv ice. and he and Gordon and Harris and Williams afterward went out to the cemetery. When it was all over, Gor don. in accordance with his friend’s | wishes, came back to the rooms. Bar- ion’s will left most of his personal ef fects to his friend. The furniture and books he gave to Hope House. A small sum of money was divided among a few of the Colorado people who had been helped by Barton and were still in need. After Gordon had attended to these simple details, his heart still burning over the events that had become his tory after the lire, he at last came to Barton’s desk and the disposal of its contents. There was almost no cor respondence. A simple formal note ad dressed to Miss Andrews asked her to accept the furniture, pictures and books and use them in whatever way seemed best to her. Any stranger might have written it. As Gordon read the cold, formal statement he said to himself, “She will never know—I sup pose it’s all right—but oh, David, to think of lying of hunger!” One of the letters from Mrs, Effing ham had been opened. It was dated eight days earlier than the other, which hud come to Barton on the day of his death, and still remained unopened. The lirst letter was written in a line, close style, but remarkably legible and free from wavering or uncertain end ings. Mr. David Barton: Aly Dear Sir—The promise I made to your fri .id Air. (Jordon that 1 would Vw.it; you alter seeing my grandson is a promise I take pleasure in lullilling here with. My grandson has recovered ids health to a large degree, but the physicians say he iMist remain in this climate or he wlli le in danger of a collapse. This is a dis appointment to me personally, as 1 had hoped to take him back with me to >a- lem. The i.ord and sometimes the physi cians know better than we do, and I am resigned to the Lord's will anyhow and to the doctors’ unless this is a scheme on their part to make something out of my grandson’s ease, i shall stay here un til 1 find out. Air. Burton, sir, words of mine cannot say to you the deep gratitude 1 feel for the great kindness you showed my poor wandering grandson. When you stopped hirn that night and put your hand on his shoulder and said a loving word to him. you saved him from something worse than death of the bodv. He was on the point of cursing (Jod and dying. The Lord bless you, sir, and give you peace. Now, 1 realize, of course, that you are not one to desire reward other than that which comes to every bravo soul that does its duty, but I am a rich old woman, with no relatives except this boy out here, and i would count it a great honor to be privi leged to do something with a portion of my means in some way that you might suggest. In a city like yours there are, of course, very many causes that appeal to your humanity. What makes your heart ache the hardest? I.i-t me know where a few thousand dollars will do the most good. 1 have looked into your face, sir, though you never saw mine, and I know full well that the time here with you Is brief. Thank God, sir. it has been brave. When you and 1 meet on the other side, the fifty and live odd years difference in our lives will not be any gulf between us, fur my heart has never grown old, and 1 shall be rejoiced to count you among the noble friends who have made life worth while. The captain will be glad to meet you. Tell him 1 have not forgotten how he looks and hope he has not changed overmuch! I am, sir, with great respect and gratitude, faithfully yours, MUS. CAPT. GEORGE EFFINGHAM. The allusion to the captain made Gordon smile a little. But Ids face re gained its usual quiet seriousness us he took up the second letter and slow ly opened and read it. Mr. David Barton: My Dear Friend—I hasten at once to answer your reply to my letter, for your words assure me that the days are few for yon on the earth. God grant you peace, ^ir, both of mind and spirit. What you say about your friend Mr. Gordon and the work he is doing interests me exceedingly. I have read a little about Miss Andrews, and I believe In what she is doing. If either she or Mr. Gordon will write me stating the immediate needs of the settlement. I will send something. The only condition I make Is a request that my name be not used anywhere in connection with the gift. 1 don't want to see my name over a doorway. “The Mrs. Captain George Effingham Retreat" or “The Airs. Captain George Effingham Free Reading Loom and Library.” Aside from that i don't care what is done with the money; only I want to know how much will do something real well. I like the idea of putting ii into something that will help children. Why on earth any one wants to live in a city if he can live anywhere else is a puzzle to me, but after they once get there 1 suppose we can’t ask too many questions about it; at least asking the questions will not relieve the situation that has already been made. i am sure the captain will be pleased witli the use made of ills money. If he asks you any questions about it, tell him I have saved enough to bury my poor old body decently and left the house and fur nishings to the East India Alarine mu seum. lb; need not worry about any thing! If you an not able to answer this, turn the whole matter over to your friend. I shall await a letter from him or from Miss Andrews. The Lord bless you, sir, and may he meet you himself as you pass ovtr. With respect and affection, your friend, AIRS. CAPT. GEORGE EFFINGHAM. John Gordon reread this letter with glistening eyes. The hand of David Barton seemed to reach out of the shadows and grasp his own with his old hearty benignant cheerfulness. “God bless you, David!” Gordon said reverently as be put the letters in his pocket and hastened down to Hope House to show them to Grace An drews. As she read her blue eyes grew thoughtful. It seemed at last as if some part of her desire for the people was going to be gratified. “She does not say how much she wants to give,” Miss Andrews re marked as she UnisheU reading. "No, only she says, ‘l want to know how much will do something, real w ell.’ ” “We could use almost any amount,” the words were uttered softly and the gaze of the blue eyes was on the scene visible from the library windows. The district burned over was about three blocks on one side of Hope House and two blocks on the other. Com pared with the entire tenement district it was only a black speck on the city map. The people who were burned out were now crowded into the other tenements. H conditions of over crowding before the lire were inde scribable, they were now beyond en durance even to the wretches who had before endured the indescribable. The city had begun the work of clean ing away the debris in Bowen street, but progress was slow. Carts were going by tilled with rubbish. Hope House itself contained still many vic tims whose condition was so precarious that they could not yet be removed to the hospitals. The resources of the building had been taxed to its extreme limit. But the outside scene was what Miss Andrews saw now with some gleam of promise shining out of those letters. Groups of children gathered over the burned area, poking in the ashes or among the bricks and lime for trifles that were eagerly treasured as souvenirs of the tragedy. The whole dreary, dismal, melancholy wretched ness of the scene had not one ray of comfort anywhere, except that which lay in the two letters in her lap. And even with that what could be done? “If that desert of ashes could be transformed into a park. Miss An drews.” Gordon suggested. They had both reached the same conclusion at the same time. "Darks and playgrounds, the two sweet TV of my life.” she said wist fully, "but it would cost”— “How much do jou suppose Mrs. Captain George Effingham is worth?’’ “I have no idea, have you?” “Not the least. Why not write and give her a frank account of the facts? If (he old lady wants to add some of the spicy fragrance of life to children, here is her opportunity. Let Ford send her photographs of the burned district, including the swarms of children like those out there now, and let us leave it to her to give what she will. ’ “That is good. Will you write the letter?” “No; you write it. She knows you by reputation. I am a nobody to her.” “Very well. 1 will write the letter. You and Mr. Ford secure the photo graphs.” Gordon and Ford went out that aft ernoon and secured several photo graphs taken by m w spa per men at the time of the tire itself. In two days the group was made up and, to gether with Miss Andrews' letter, sent on to Mrs. Captain George EAitigham, as strong a plea for parks and play grounds as human language and the camera ever presented. Gordon road the letter and marveled at It. It set his heart a tire. It made him long for mil lions to give, to buy up city deserts and transform them Into paradise. It was the reading of this letter that caused him to wonder with Increased amaze ment at the extravagant and heart less wickedness of a luxurious civiliza tion that spends more on the things It eats that are unnecessary in one day than it gives to feed starved childhood In a year. If Jesus were here on the earth again, would he not say to the rich men and women In the cities: “Woe unto you, hypocrites! Calling yourselves, many of you, by my name, yet living in needless luxury, pumper- in f your bodies, seeking pleasure and case, while the blood of little children spatters the wheels of your carriages as you drive haughtily through the streets! And ye cry: Lord, Lord, have I not gone to church? Have 1 not paid the highest pew rent and attended di vine service regularly in my own church and given something annually to support missions?’ Yea, verily, you have done these things, but for every dollar to religion and charitable work you have spent a hundredfold on your own self satisfied existence. Verily ye have received your reward. But the time is coming when there shall be weeping and grinding of teeth, when you see little ones you have despised entering into the kingdom of heaven and you yourselves shut out and hear me say: ‘Depart from me. I never knew you!’ ” Before the letter to the old lady had gone its way to do its errand, while the settlement workers waited in suspense for its results. Miss Andrews received a letter by messenger. She read it and quietly placed it in John Gordon’s hands. The letter was from Luella. Aly Dear Miss Andrews—I Inclose a check for $1,000, which may be of use to you in relieving some of the distress caused by the recent terrible disaster in Bowen street. I hope to be able soon to add to this. Will you kindly inform Air. Gordon that my father returned this morning and is at his office? With best wishes, I am heartily yours, LUELLA AIARSH. Gordon read the letter through with out looking up. He knew that Miss Andrews had heard of his former rela tion to Luella through the sensational accounts printed by the News. He handed the letter back, simply saying: “The money will be useful just now.” In reality he regarded the gift as con science money. Luella was disturbed over her father’s responsibility for the whole unnecessary horror. She sent a thousand dollars to ease her feelings. But would a hundred or even a million times a thousand dollars ever bring back to life the creatures that went down to death with the teuemeut? M ould it ever restore to health and joy the scores of maimed and broken wretches that lingered on in torture and lifelong dependence? His heart was cold toward this wom an who had once been dearer than all the world to him. At the same time he knew that the sight of her beautiful face would appeal to the old feelings. “I am going to see Mr. Marsh,” he at last said briefly as if he felt the silence was becoming embarrassing. “Can you persuade him to give us the site of the double decker for a part of our proposed park?” Miss Andrews asked calmly. “I don’t know. He has acted the coward in running away. I don’t know how deep his feelings have been touched, whether they have worked down to his poeketbook or not. but I’ll go and see him.” “You will not lose your temper?” The question came with a quiet tone of gentle caution that Gordon felt sounding in ids ears as he mitered Mr. Marsh's office. It guided him with un usual influence to cheek the indignant impulse that otherwise might have made him say or do the unnecessary thing. Air. Marsh greeted him with evident embarrassment. “Glad to see you, Gordou,” lie said, shaking hands cordially. “Are you?” Gordon thought. But he simply said: “I don’t need to tell you what my er rand is, Mr. Marsh.” “That unfortunate fire; I—yes—of course-1 know. Business interests called me out of town that morning or I”— The older man was speaking hastily, and his eye wandered uneasily. Gor don wanted to say “You lie!” but In stead he replied: “Very sorry you had to go away. For many reasons I wish you might have seen some things. There are sights that”- “For God’s sake. Gordon, don’t tor- I’ll /idvc the pronertu made over tn Hope turc me by enumerating them—will you? Just as if I had not seen them In my dreams every night since reading the account!” the man ejaculated. “Of course 1 lied to you Just now. I huu no business to call me out of town. 1 simply run away from the horror of the thing, that's all.” John Gordon rose up and his eyes gleamed; but It was with hope. “Mr. Marsh, the past cannot b* changed, but it can be atoned for What will you do now?” "I don’t know: what can I do?" “Give us lbe site of the old dutlil bell tenement for a playground; or, bettef still, help us transform the whole or the burned district into a park.” "It will be very expensive”— Mr. Marsh faltered. “It has already been very expensive In the < est of life. Was Louie’s death necessary? Were all those deaths”— Gordon was beginning to grow ex cited when the thought of Miss An drews stopped him. But he had been on a great strain for many days and nights, and this rich man’s evident hesitation to incur any flnancial loss to save life irritated him. It was mad dening to Gordon to realize, as he had in the short time he had been at Hope House, the misdirected energies of money makers. The love of humanity with which he had begun his knight hood was already such a passion in him that it leaped with giant bounds over all smaller objects. He was not able to realize the slow’ steps with which such men as Mr. Marsh have to be coaxed and terrified and even driven toward a little philanthropy. John Gordon was beginning to have the same absence of feeling for indif ference toward social needs that a per fectly sound physical nature has to ward a coulirmcd dyspeptic or hypo chondriac. The logic of the situation around Hope House was so absolutely thought out to John Gordon’s mind that any slow, cautious, hesitating steps toward a conclusion seemed like cold blooded Pharisaism. “I’ll do something, of course; I’ll do something,” Mr. Marsh said apolo getically. “When? What?” “I suppose”— Gordon interrupted, not with excite- iuent, but calmly: “This is your life opportunity, Mr. Marsh. Tell me frankly, if you were to donate to Hope House outright the property where No. 01 stood for park purposes would it seriously cripple your business?” “No, I don’t think it would cripple me.” “Then, will you give us that much?” Gordon asked boldly and almost blunt ly. But he was not in any mood to wait or coax. “Do you know how much that prop erty is worth?” “No.” "It cost me $;i2,000 to buy the lots and put up the tenement,” Mr. Marsh said imperiously. John Gordon was silent. “So that you practically ask me to donate $.‘52,000 to Hope House.” “Minus the insurance on No. 91,” said John Gordon quietly. “It was insured for $00,000,” Mr. Marsh said, while his face grew a lit tle red. Gordon made no remark, and Mr. Marsh fidgeted in his chair and drum med with his lingers on the edge of the table. “Why would It not be better to put up a model tenement on the lota?” “A park would do more good.” “But the people who were burned out"- “They must be cared for, that is true. The interest excited by the ca lamity may lead to the tearing down of other areas and the building of good tenements. But a park the size of the whole burned area would be of more value to Hope House than even such a model tenement as you might put up in place of No. 01.” Th re was silence again. Mr. Marsh got up and went into the bank. He was gone several minutes. Gordon never moved. When Marsh <%une back, he brought some papers. ‘Til leave the property made over to Hope House.” he said briefly. “Thank you,” Gordon answered sim ply, and again there was a silence. “I want to make some atonement,” Marsh spoke slowly. "Do you think this will be so regarded?” "Y’es; it will be a great help to us.” Gordon rose, and Marsh held out his baud. “I’ll have the business attended to at once, and—and I'll be down to Hope House some time this week." “Thank you. We shall be glad to see you.” Gordon spoke gravely, and after shaking hands he went out. As he went down the stairs he had a mo mentary tinge of remorse at the thought of having done Marsh some injustice or of having accepted the gift of the property churlishly and in an ungra cious spirit. But as lie came back to the scene of the lire he said to himself: "1 fr a case for effusive thanks that th's rich man takes a fraction of the wealth that be longs to God and reluctantly lets bu manity get some pleasure out of It? He broke a dozen distinct ordinances relating to tenement bouse construc tion when he ordered No. 91 built. He put up a deathtrap and received money for its use. He cowardly absented himself from a knowledge of tin* hu man misery that his building housed, and when a disaster fell directly trace able to his criminal greed ho ran away from tin* horrors for which his own hand was responsible. Was it, there fore, in order that he, John Gordon, and Hope House and the public should fall down at the feet of this man with effusive and extravagant praise for atoning in a small degree for a tre mendous wrong? Yet that is what the public, through press and pulpit, did when it was known what Mr. Marsh had done. His net was lauded as “a most noble ex hlbltlon of philanthropy,” “a splendid example to others," "line gift outright to Hope House Mr. I’hllo H. Marsh donates $25,000 worth of jnlual le property.” Mr. Marsh's minister men tioned the gift from the pulpit and took occasion to use the Incident to Illustrate the growing habit on the part of rich men to give sums of money for philanthropic causes. At what time had that pulpit ever spoken out against the lawless greed which characterized tills philanthropist when he allow, ii his business methods to sick to 1 la- level of barter In flesh and blood he cause other men did the same and the brenkjmr of ordinances was counted >• trivial thing simply because everylsaiy did it? Is it not time that the pulpit said something in condemnation of wicked and un-Ghristian ways of mak ing money before it says much more in praise of those who give what they’ have never rightly earned? A pbllan-\ thropist is not one who gives money to ' humanity that he has obtained by wronging humanity. Such a man is simply ; t highwayman giving up a part of the plunder be has iniqultously stol en. ^ This story will be continued ir/next Friday’s issue of The Ledger. A Great Sensation. There was a big sensation in L^es- ville, Ind., when W. H. Brown of that place, who was expected to die, had his life saved by l)r. King’s New Discovery for Consumption. He writes: ‘T endured iusuiTt-rab,^ ago nies from Asthma, but your Ne*w Db* covery gave me immediate relief and soon thereafter effected a complete, curt-.” Similar cures of Consuncp*' tion, Pneumonia. Bronchitis and Grip are numerous. It’s the peerless reme dy for all throat and lurg troubles. Price 50c. and $1 00. Guaranteed by Cherokee Drug Co., druggists. Trial bottles free. The sweetest thing in life is the un clouded w elcome of a wife. Cures ISloorl RoIhou. Cancer, Ulcers, Kczenm, Carlnmcles, Kt<\ AleUicine Free. Robert Waid, Maxey’s, Ga , says: “I suflered from blood poison, my head, face and shoulders were one mass of corruption, aches in bones and joints, burning, itching, scabby skin, was all run down and dis couraged, but Botanic Blood Balm cured me perfectly, healed all the sores and gave my skin the rich giovy of health. Blood Balm put new Ufa into my blood and new ambition intoi, my brain.” Geo. A. Williams, Rox- bnry, face covered with pimples*, chronic sore on back of head, sup purating swelling on neck, eating ulcer on leg none pains, itching skin cured perfectly by Botanic Blood Balm—sores all healed. Botanic Blooo Balm cures all maligi ant blood troubles, such as eczema, scabs and scales, pimples, running sores, car buncles, scrofula, etc. Especially advised for all obstinate cases that have reached the second or third stages. Improves the digestion; strengthens weak kidneys. Drug gists, $1. To prove it cures, sample of Blood Balm sent free and prepaid by wriMng Blood Balm Co., Atlanta, Ga Describe trouble and free medi cal advice sent in sealed letter. God created the coquette as soo as he made the fool. Caution! This is not a gentle word—but when you think how liable you are ndt to- purchase the only remedy univer sally known and a remedy that has had the largest sale of any medicine in the world since 1808 for the cure and treatment of Consumption and Throat and Lung troubles without losing its great popularity all these years, you will be thankful we called your attention to Boschee’s German Syrup. There are so many ordinary cough remedies made by druggists and others that are cheap and good for light colds perhaps, but for severe Coughs, Bronchitis, Croup—and es pecial'y for Consumption, where thei i , is difficult expectoration and c ugh- mg (luring tlie nights and mornings, 1 here is nothing like German Syrup. The 25 cent size has just been intro duced this year. Regular size 75 cents. At all druggist. G. G. Gbekn, Woodbury. N. J. They say women and music should never be dated. Maitland, Fla. The Hancock Liquid Sulphur Co., Baltimore, Md. Gentlemen:—I have'*had eczema over thirty years, have tried many remedies prescribed by various physi cians, but to nothing has thr disease y ildt-d so quickly as to Liquid Hul- phur I think if used properly it iaa undoubtedly a specific for eczemfi.v I have prescribed it lor others with most satisfactory results I consider i* the best remedy for cutaneous iiffi-c.tions I have ever known, and re gard .t as the greatest medical dis covery of the age. Respectfully yours, W. A. Heard, M. D. For sale hv the Cherokee Drug Co Women are the priestesses of pre- d( stmation. EVERY CHURCH or institu tion supported by voluntary contri bution will be given a liberal quantity of Longman it Martinez I’ure IV; ts whenever they paint. Note: Have done so for twenty- seven years. Sales: Tens of millions of gallons; painted 2arly two mid lion houses under guarantee to re™ paint if not satisfactory : The paint wears for periods up to eighteen years. Linseed Oil must be adde4 to the paint, (done in two minutes). »c- tual cost then about $1 25 a gallon. Samples free. Sold by our agents. Smith Hardware Co., Gaffney ; Cole <fc Turner, Blacksburg Wiles and deceit are female qual ities. Rheumacide is a powerful blood purifier. It cures rheumatism, sci atica and other stubborn diseases per manently. This is proof that yon want to take it to purify your blood this spring At druggists. ti* Men make lawa, women make mao/, ners. '•Clifton" Are you acquainted with “Clif ton?” A sack will convince you that it is the best Hour manufac tured. W. J. Wilkins & 09 A