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WINE°F Los Angeles, Cal., Jan. 8.—The day ! lost by solar reckoning in a westerly | voyage around the world furnishes the preacher in this sermon with an illus- i [ration by which, as he shows, days 1 are continually being lost In the voy- after age of life; text, Ecclesiastes lx, 10, Bauie "Whatsoever thy hand fludeth to do, do it with thy might.” What tragic significance there may be In that little word "Lost!” We hear It in the despairing cry of the miners starving in the Death valley of the Mojave desert. We hear it in the bit ter cry of the travelers bewildered in midwinter on the Montana prairies. It Is a shriek of horror on the lips <ff the poor children on the (Jeneral Slocum burning on the sound of New York. It is a cry of dismay from the crew of the Royal Charter wrecked on the Irish coast. It is a cry of agony from the man in the upper story of the Windsor hotel in New York, whose t>ody with suppliant arms stretched in entreaty to the firemen falls into the seething furnace. “He is lost!” we cry as one of our number slides over the edge of the Alpine glacier. “He is lost!” we said in sorrow when our friend, the Kev. Dr. Robert It. Taylor of San Diego, made a false step from the deck of the sailboat and sank to rise no more. “Lost!” cries the mother frantically pacing the streets looking every morning and runs after it during the whole day wlthoht being able to overtake it.” Many men and women are wasting precious days that might be used for Christ by n it getting up on time and stalling the work of the day tin lime and systematically and prompt ly meeting all deimtnus as they come up for settlement. Want I iik Time. This warning against the wasted min utes of the early morning is far more necessary than some of us have here tofore supposed. When we waste the early minutes of the morning we waste the very best minutes of the whole day. The old proverb says; “Beauty the ship off Its course. It would take us perhaps days or weeks to regain our course, or perhaps we would never be able to do so. We might land in 1 China, us a dishonest captain made the pilgrim fathers laud on the cold, bleak New England shores when they had set sail for t.fce southern lands. No matter how good a man’s purpose may be. If he knows not the laws of navi gation he cannot guide his boat to the right harbor.” What would you think of a laborer who should enter your sickroom and say: “Discharge the doctor. Let me be your physician and prescribe your medicines!” What would you think of a mechanic who would try to eon- when lie did not Cs of the law? sleep is always taken before 12 o’clock at night. Every hour of sleep before ; duct a case in court midnight is worth two taken in bed know the first A B that time.” Along exactly the ; What would you think of a minister line of thought 1 say, “Every who would try to build the Panama hour of work done before 1) or 101 canal when lie had never taken a o’clock in the morning is worth at fault with everything, yet they stay on. They are respectable thieves of your time, who O 'linot he landed in jail, but they are a bigger nuisance to you than if they stole the meat out of your ice chest or the bread and cake from your cupboards. Ah, these destroyers of time! How many precious moments, which in the aggregate have amounted to precious days of work, have bceu lost for us in tlic journey «>f life, with its vital opportunities, through their unwelcome visits! Well wrote (diver Wendell Holmes in reference to such as these: Shun such as lounge through afternoons and eves And on thy dial write, ‘‘Beware of thieves.” Felon of minutes, never taught to feel The worth of treasures which thy fingers steal; Pick my left pocket of its silver dime, But spare the right—it holds my golden time. A Grim Tragedy is daily enacted, in, thousands of loraes, as Death claims, in each one, nothei victim of Consumption or Pneumonia. But when Coughs and olds are properly treated, the tragedy is averted. F. G. Huntley, of Oaklan- don, Ind., writes: “My wife had the consumption, and three doctors gave her up. Finally she took Dr. King's New Discovery for Consumption, C oughs and Colds, which cured her, and today she is well and strong.” It kills the germs of all diseases. One dose relieves. Guaranteed at 50c and $1.00 by Cherokee Drug Co. Trial bot> tie free. If she is young and pretty, a lone widow ig seldom alone. WK WANT ALL INTERK8TKD IN MACHINERY TO NAVE OUR NAUR BEFORE THEM DURING 190S . Write us stating what kind of Machinery you use or win Install, and wa will mall you Free of all Cost A HANDSOME AND USEFUL POCKET DIARY AND ATLAS OR A LARGE Commercial Calendar Glbbes Machinery Company, COLUMBIA, 8. C. A STOOK OP HORSE POWER HAY PRESSES TO BE CLOSED OUT AT SPECIAL PRICES for her wandering child. “Lost!” cries the gambler who has ventured his last coin on the turn of the wheel. Horrot and dismay and agony and despair are heard in that thrilling word. There is another kind of loss of which 1 want to speak to you today. At the beginning of a new year it is impressed upon us with solemn import. Looking backward over the year that is gone, how sad is the t ,ought of our lost days! Days there have been in which we might have done work for God which we have suCored to pass away in idleness, days which can never be recalled which we have frittered away uselessly. We all know the old adage that “time is money.” We are all ready to grant that this axiom is true. “If a man has no regard for the time of other men,” wrote Horace Greeley, “why should he have for their money? What is the dif ference between stealing a man’s hour and stealing his $5? There are many men to whom each hour of the business day is worth more than $5.” But,though time means money to most of us, time should mean more than that. It Is a sacred trust committed to us, for the right use of which we shall have to give account. Little enough is the por tion we can devote to our Master's serv ice. If we waste it we defraud God. LonIiik the Minute*. We waste these days simply by wast ing here a minute and there a minute. This thought was brought home to me in my tour around the world. In 189.‘{ my father and I left our homes in the east and started on our journey. We followed the course of the setting sun. We traveled from New York to Pitts burg, from Pittsburg to Chicago, from Chicago to St. lAiuis. from St. Louis to Denver, and then to San Francisco. We zigzairred ut» and down, hut always kept pushing toward the west. At Sau Francisco wo set sail for the Sandwich Islands. TCen we went on to Samoa. Sometimes we would stop two or three <1: <!;i^ s in o»wnr« Llttte The ftancjtj j Lrfl!: OlSife Mb ine-i ot tie • including Humphries out at the The emin Acme Furniture <' • the stock of \V. V. ifc Co., will be rlnset earliest date possihlt wishing to engage in business) of this kind will find thi* a splendid opportunity. How ever, we will lose no time wait ing for a purchaser of this kind, but will begin closing out at once. Now is your time to save money and you may not have a like opportunity soon. All parties owing bi requested to call and promptly. Yours trulv, i w » Acme Furniture Cu tiwe. sometimes a full week, it took us seven long months to encir cle* tli' 1 glo’a*. Each day. as a rule, was for u - not twoi.ty-four hours, but tweu- ty-lour hours and ten or fifteen or even thirty minutes long. Of course you grasp ujy meaning. We were lengtheu- rng our days, because we were travel ing westward. Ib>w wore wi* to straight en out ;>ur calendar? This was the way v-v*did it. One ibg’at we went to bed on Wednesday. The next morning when we awoke it was Friday. There, in the middle of the Pacific ocean, we lost a full day. How did that day disappear? As 1 sat that Friday morning, after Thursday m :- dropped out of my cal endar. I said to myself: “Yes, yes. This is the way many days are lost for Christ in our great journey of life. Here it is a few minutes wasted for Clirlht in the morning. There it is a few minutes wasted nt noon or at | eventide or at night. These few min utes do not seem to amount to much at the time, but in the aggregate they make up whole days, weeks, months and perhaps whole years of wasted time that might have been spent In service for the Master.” How many days that might have Anyone been given to Christ have we lost? How do we lose them? First, by not starting the work of each day prompt ly and energetically as we ought to do, by oversleeping in the morning or by dawdling through our dressing, by lin gering too long at the breakfast table, by yawning and stretching and idly building air castles in bed after the rising bell lias rung, by ignoring the “get up” call, which King Solomon in the sixth chapter of Proverbs pounds upon every bedroom door when he calls: “How long wilt thou sleep, O sluggard? When wilt thou arise out of thy sleep? Yet a little sleep, a llt- tle slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep. So shall thy poverty come ns one that traveleth and thy want ns an armed man.” Lord Wil mington oner* declared that the onuso of th.e failure of flu* famous English statesman, the Duke of Newcastle, v as that lie never started the day's work on time. “He loses half an hour ajjaiii I s ji ro settle least two hours of work after 12 o’clock noon.” There is something about the ozone of the early atmosphere, some thing about the exhilaration of the early morning. Unit arouses us and fires us and drives us on and clarifies our brains, so that we can accomplish at least double the work in one half hour then than in any half hour of the afternoon or evening. “Early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise” has just as much truth tacked on to the last injunction as on to the first. Almost without exception the great workers of the world have been early risers. While other men were in boij they were at their desks or in their laboratories or down at their otilces or out making their investigations. Har ry Lee once said to his great leader, the Father of His Country, “Sir, we sol diers are amazed at tin* vast amount of work you can accomplish.” “Sir.” an- s 1 General George Washington, “I do what I do because I rise every morning at 4 o\ lock, and a great deal of my work is done while others are asleep.” How did Walter Scott write his many books? He arose every morn ing at f». He then cleared away his correspondence. lie laid out his plans of work, and “by breakfast time,” lie said. “I have broken the neck of the day’s work.” Frederick the Great did not net'll any one to describe for him the rising sun. During all the long seven years’ war which lias been the marvel of European strategists for a century and a half he saw with Ids own eyes the sun rise every morning. But. though the great work of nearly all our great workers was due to the fact that they were early risers, many of us linger In our beds in the morn ing Just as long as possible. Instead of living up to the old proverb we say, “Late to bed and late to rise.” and we fritter away the late hours of the uight on doing nothing. Just as In the morn ing we fritter them away in bed. A Family Hlutory. “What time does your rising bell ring?” I ask. “Oh,” you answer, “we do not have any rising bell; we get up when we are slept out.” “What time does your breakfast bell ring?” “We do not have any breakfast bell,” you an swer. “When we are slept out, we get up and dress and go to breakfast. That is the history of our house.” Oh, no. That is part of the history; it is not ail. I will tell you the rest of it. When you awake, you get up and dress, but you do not all dress at the same time. First the father has his breakfast. Then one or two of the children straggle down. Then the mother comes last, or the elder sister. Then the breakfast, which ought to take just twenty-five minutes, drags out over an Lour. The children run off to school. The father hurries away to im-iness. Toe servant girl’s dishes are not washed for an hour and a half later. There lias been no time for prayers. Everything in the home goes topsy turvy m> rely because tin* family did not arise together, eat to gether, pray together and go to work at the same time. The wasted minutes of the early morning are directly re sponsible for whole days and weeks and months of life waste ! for the serv- | ice of the Master. “The Austrians lust the battles of Lodi and Areola,” said Napoleon, “because they did not appre ciate the value of five minutes.” The reason many men waste whole days of life's service that might have been con secrated for Christ is because they do not appreciate the value of tin* sacred minutes in the early hours of the morn- i ing. I t i 11/<• the Mi:>uti*M. How do we diminish our service for Christ by lost days? By not improv ing the fragments of time that lie scat tered about us during the day’s work, by not utilizing those extra few min utes here and there to fit ourselves in telligently by reading and study for the work God lias given us to do. by supposing that God will, let us inter- i pret the passage. “Ask, and ye shall receive; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and It shall lie opened to you,” when our lips are dumb, when our feet are i palsied and know nothing about the rigid paths to tread, when our hands are helpless in their stupidities. Can the blind lead the blind? Can some thing come from nothing? Can the little child run and leap like a fawn unless she lias been first taught to creep and to walk? We must have intelligence in the di rection of our life or Hse all our work will go for naught. What would you think if one summer day I should walk up on the captain's bridge of a steamer and say: “Captain, I would like to take charge of this steamer. Would tin* helmsman obey my com mand?” "Where woukl you take the ship?” “To Australia,” 1 would an swer. “Do you know anything about the laws of nnrlguth n?” "No.” ‘’Then I cannot let you take command. You know not the law of the compass. The great surface of the -ea Is the same everywhere. You have no guldeposts. as on the mountain sides. The first thing you would do would be to get course in engineering? And yet the landlubber trying t > pilot a ship, the hodcarrier trying to cure sickness, the layman trying to draw up his own “last will and testament,” tin* clergy man trying to be tin* chief engineer of a Brooklyn bridge, is no more absurd than the ordinary men and women try ing to perforin their tasks in life with out an intelligent knowledge of their duties. We must have intelligence to fit our selves for the duties of life. How do most successful men get that neces sary intelligence? I will tell you. It is by improving the few moments, tin* few stray moments of the day and the evening, which, as sacred fragments, crowd around them. One farmer works and works hard, but he does things merely because his forefathers did the same tilings. He plants wheat in one field because ids father and grandfather planted wheat in that field. The other farmer says to him self, “I am a farmer, hut I am going to be an intelligent farmer.” He sends to Washington and gets the latest re ports from the agricultural depart ment. lie buys tl.e latest books sent out by our great agricultural colleges. He finds, by studying during the few stray minutes that come to him almost every day and night, that his farm has just the right kind of soil for a peach orchard, lie plants the poach trees. He stops growing wheat. He increases the value of his farm from per acre annually to .*40 per acre. Think not 1 am telling an imaginary case. I am drawing my Illustration from the own ers of two farms among the Michigan hills. Both the two farmers worked hard, hut the successful farmer, by jealously guarding his spare few mo meats each day, doubled and trebled and five times Increased tlie value of bis property. Look Ont For the Half Hoam. Young man, be careful about the few moments which yAu have been wasting each day. Guard those extra few mo ments 1 <r intelligent study. Look out for that wasted half hour during the midday meal. Look out for the time you have been accustomed to spend every morning and evening in the street car on your way to business looking idly around or trying to pass it away in reading the advertisements or the sporting columns in the daily newspapers. Look out for that half hour which you fool away in your room before you turn in for the uight. A gigantic work of intellectual growtli can be done it only the few wasted mo ments of each day are gathered up for close application to books. €)ue day Philip of Macedon, father of Alexander the Great, was talking to Dionysius, the son of Dionysius, the great general of Syracuse. He said to the son: “I do not believe your father could have ever written the odes and tragedies attrib uted to 1 is pen during his busy military life.” “My father,” the son replied, “wrote those masterpieces during the time you and 1 have wasted at our tables in feasting.” Young man. better improve your stray moments as did Dionysius the Great than fritter them away as most folks are doing, with their lips pressed against the chalice of pleasure. Better consecrate whole days in life’s Journey to making yourself better and truer than to drop them into uselessness, as we lost our Thursday in the smooth waters of the Pacific in our journey around the world. But. though many minutes, which in the aggregate amount to many days, are lost to the service of Christ on ac count of our own follies, how many are lost to Christ by reason of people who seem to have nothing to do them selves and who seem to he possessed with tin* idea that we have nothing to do? Alas, how many mornings there have been when we arose with clear minds and hearts anxious fur study! These thoughts, like a great Hock of flying doves, seemed ready to roost on our study desk. Then ideas came not as solitufy scouts, but marshaled in great armies, ready to wheel In line to attack at our command. Then horror seemed to palsy our fingers. The door bell rang. In came u threatening no mad ready to encamp upon our prem ises for the next two hours. Though a “squatter,” he came not empty hand ed. He had plied upon his back all the gossip ami the “small talk” of the neighborhood. He had great cirarans halted in your front yard, with all the scandals and the besoiled reputations of the homes lie had been lately pester ing. Ami he talks and be talks until he drives nwny all our Ideas and all our desire for work and all our ambi tion, and lie leaves In his wake a wrecked day. “Dcatrojrera of Time.” How many errands of mercy and pressing duties In the home have been ruined in the busy housewife’s life by a prolonged visit of one of these “daugh ters of Iniquity” called the “destroyers of time!” They criticise your liusban i and your children. They find fault with the arrangements of your liotm*s. They flnu fault with your dressmakers, and they try to steal year eo iki. They find God says: “Work, work, work! Work, for the night coineili when no man can work.” That means we must fight ; against those who would waste our precious moments as well as against I our own slothful natures, and of all warnings for busy men I think this one of the most important. Where there is | one busy man who would voluntarily waste his time there are ten lazy fel lows who are ready to waste it for him. Look out that these despised “nomads” may not ruin any more of your days of usefulness. In heathen mythology there lived a god by tlie name of Baldur. His moth er, Frigga, wanted to make him immor tal. Stic demanded from tlie stones, the trees, from fire and water and all met als and reptiles and birds and poisons, an oath that they never would kill him. These all gave a willing oath. Then the gods, believing that Baldur was immor tal. began to strike him with swords, spears, battleaxes and darts, but they harmed him not. At last one of the gods picked up a piece of mistletoe. He threw it at Baldur. The little twig pierced tin* skin and the heart, and Bal dur dropped a corpse. Many of these visits of the “destroyers of time” may seem to lie harmless. But are they? Like tlie despised mistletoe of heathen mythology, they may be fatal for whole days, whole months and years, that should have been used in service of the Master. Time BeloiiKx to God. Would God we might one and all fight relentlessly against these “de stroyers of time.” You cannot afford to give away what is not your own. Your A L'fe at Stake. It you but knew the splendid merit of Foley’s Honey and Tar you would never be without it. A dose or two will prevent an attack of pneumonia grippe. It may save your life. or la Sold by Cherokee Drug Co. The bum actor is on to do his worst. sometimes egged To Cure a Cold in One Day take LAXATIVE BROMO QUININE Tablets. All druggists refund the money if it fails to cure. E. W. Grove’s signature is on each box. 25c. BANNER SALVE the most healing salve In the world. Everything ^ Christmas, Apples, Oranges, Bananas, Can dies, Raisins, Nuts, and every- '""I thing necessary for the Christ- j mas festivities— All Fresh and Nice. My stock is complete, and was selected especially for the holi days. Call in'and see what I have. £. B. Hamlin. Do You Want Your or Organ time belongs not to you, but to another. Tune(1 or repaired with satisfaction guar- “Go with me to a concert this after- , , , . . . „ ., . . „ anteed, or do you want to buy a , noon, said one salesman to another | J Organ? Worth of Your Money, W| Li Johnson, At Johnsons’Store. I6F*Office in Chuckle who was employed in a large ware house. “I cannot go this afternoon,” was tlie answer. “My time is not my own; It belongs to another.” "To FI! sell for cash^or whom?” “To my employer.” The fol- you the lowing Sabbatli afternoon the same salesman said to the same clerk, “Come and go riding with me this afternoon." “I cannot," said the other. “My time is not my own; it belongs to another.” “To whom?” “To God, who said, ‘Re member the Sabbath day to keep it holy.’ ” Will you and I waste our pre cious moments hereafter? Shall we not always feel that in reality time does not belong to us? It belongs, in the higher, nobler and purer sense, to them whom we are sent to serve and to the great God, who will demand at tlie judgment an accounting for every mo ment we fritter away. This thought flashed upon me as I sat upon the deck of the steamship Alameda, trying to figure out how 1 lost that day. If instead of following the setting sun I had been going to ward the ca -A I would not have lost a day, but gained an extra day; if in stead of going from New York to San Francisco and New Zealand I had been traveling from London through the Suez canal to Au di alia, instead of having lost a Thursday, 1 would have had two Thursdays in one week. It mattered nothing on our voyage which course we l ok, but in the voyage of life it matters a great deal. They who t ike the “star in the east” as their guide in tlie journey of life, who fol low Christ, who are I *d by him. have no lost days. In this life they have in finite delights and in the end eternal life. In which direction are you sailing? Are you going away from tin* haven u: peace? Are you and 1 traveling away from God? Are we following the “set ting sun," where we have our “lost days." or are we leading toward the “star of the east,” where we shall have our “found days?” Are we sail ing from God at a point where we shall crush upon the rocks of sin, or are we sailing toward tin* harbor of peace, where we shall meet all our d *ar ones with Christ? , But perhaps, after all, the caption of my sermon Is a misleading one. Then* Is truly no "lost day" in a man’s life. Every day is yet to be a “found day.” All days will be “found days” at the judgment seat of Christ, where they shall testify for our eternal salvation or our eternal condemnation. May all our days be days which shall be bless ed by consecration to tlie service of the Muster, and may this day be tlie best of all "found days." for it is here and now deciding our destiny! Oh, for tin* golden sunrise of that millennial dawn, where sin and evil days have forever passed away! [Copyright, 1004, by Louis Klopsch.] on time and give Dr. S. H. Griffith, PHYSICAN - SURGEON - OCULIST. Former pupil of the celebra ted Oculist, Dr. Julian J. Chisolm, ot Baltimore. lias also taken special post-grad uate course in the Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat Hospital of Baltimore.* Glasses Fitted Accurately and Scientifically, g* „** B’l C. Eskridge E 4 U IUvii vonr KlHohsn IMiine n .n**. AM Smithing,Uroti and Wood Work done in first-class styb* and at n a*orablv rates. (Fortenberrys’ old stand t To all The countv S. C. r A WallV Picture Gallery. One of the oddest sights in New York city Is tin* picture gallery of successful waifs in the rooms of the Children’s Aid society. There Is none other like it In the world. Hundreds of faces look out of their simple frames. The.' are of every nationality, type, age and color. Since 1832 more than 20,our waifs and strays have been placed L* families by the society, situations have 1 oetj found for some 25,000 more and over 5,000 runaways and "losts" have been returned to shelters. AUDITOR’S NOTICE. whom this may concern: Auditor’s office for Cherokee at tlie court house at Gaffney, .ill be open from the first day of January. 1M5, to 20ih day of Febru ary. H*fi5, for the purpose of receiving returns of all taxable property and read duty for tax for the year 1905. All who wish to do so may make their returns at the office during that time as the office will be kept open for that purpose. Mr. Geo. W. Speer. Magis trate, will take pleasure in taking re turns. And for the convenience of all I will attend the following places at the dates named below: Ravenna (Brown’s store), Friday,. Jan. ICth. Webster (Mrs. M. M. Tate’s), Sat urday, Jan. 14th. Thickety (Smith’s store), Monday, Jan. ICth. White Plains (R. C. Lipscomb’s), Tuesday, Jap. 17th. Macedonia, Wednesday, Jan. 18th. Butler’s Thursday, Jan. 19th. Ezells, Friday, Jan. 20th. Maud (Linders’ store), Saturday, Jan. 21st. Cherokee Falls (Factory), Monday, Jan. 23rd. King’s Creek, Tuesday, Jan. 24th. Antioch (Church), Wednesday, Jan. 25th. Blacksburg, Thursday and Friday. Jan. 2(ith and 27th. Buffalo (school house), Saturday. Jan. 28th. Allens, Monday, Jan. 30th. Grassy Pond, Tuesday, Jan. 31st. All persons falling to make their returns within this time, the law re quires me to add 50 per cent. AH males between 21 and 00 years of ago except Confederate soldier*, and those Incapable of earning a support by be ing maimed or otherwise disabled, are deemed taxable polls. Please let all persons interested re member tYie’days of my appointments and meet me on those days. Yours very respectfully, W. D. Camp, Auditor. i iiwawwi rwar