Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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/ MY GENTS’ FURNISHING STORE Is chock full of bargains in every line. I am offering a very strong line of Men’s Suits in all the newest and most attractive goods for this season at very close prices. Style and fit equal the best custom tailored Suits. Boys’ Suits that are unrivaled in qual ity, style, price and fit. Special bargains in Neckwear, Shirts and Men’s and Boys’ Headgear. Anything in Hats from a 10c Malaga to a Jno. B. Stetson at $5.00. Gents’ Umbrellas, 40c to $2.50. I can give you prices on Dry Goods, Dress Goods, Embroideries, Insertions and Ladies’ Skirts that you can’t duplicate. No misfits in your Shoes if bought from me, I have them in all styles and leathers, for men, ladies and.children. Ladies’ Parasols from 40c to $2.00. This is the place to buy your Hay, Corn, Feed, Oats and Provisions at money-saving prices. Just received, a big lot of Cotton Hoes. The Piedmont CultivatorTs something every farmer needs. I have them. Call and get price. See me when in need of anything usually kept in a Gents’ Furnishing Store or a General Store. GENTS’ FURNISHING STORE 816 LIMESTONE ST. S A R R A T T GENERAL STORE 818 LIMESTONE ST. TilE PLAIN'S OF YUHA SOME OF THE CURIOSITIES OF THE COLORADO DESERT. Grnv«*n Kn< !i i»f \\ liicli Tell * a Story of a Trnue«2y of 11 eat, Tliirnt u<i«l Dent li—Od.i Stone* a ml Sliellx That Strew the llarren He^rion. Tuere is a sectiou of tho Colorado desert where nature lias left some re markable records. She has visited the region alternat ly with lire and water and has left it witli ueilher. It is the un.st desolate, wild, barren, forbidding part of the de.-ert, says ** i.os Ange les Times, and it is shunned ai Ue i/. man and beast. That there is good and sutheient reason for avoiding this locality is attested by numbers oi graves, nameless for the most part, found in the terrible region. These graves are simple affairs, merely mounds of earth with a border of stoues about each and a pile of rocks two or three feet high at the head. Each tells the story of a tragedy of heat, thirst and death. Those items are about all Umt is ever kuowu of the stories of those who perish. Their mummified bodies or bleached Jioiies are found long after the struggle is over, and the Dnder, re specting the memory of the unknown, scoops a hole in the. earth, lays tin ghastly relic within and piles up tin* only monument available in that wild region. The plain now lies nearly a hundred feet below the level of the sea, and the rocks of the plain and the bases of the mountains are washed and eroded in a wonderful manner. Mingling with the burnt stoues and volcanic debris are rocks worn by the waves and shaped Into hundreds of fantastic forms. There are many acres of these stone curiosi ties, and certain sections of the field seem devoted to certain shapes and figures. For instance, one passes through a region which lie at once names the cab bage patch, for it presents the appear ance of a field of those vegetables which have turned to stone. The waves have worn the rocks into round bowl ders about the size of the vegetable which they so much resemble and have cut into the globes, laminating them in perfect imitation of the leafy layers of the garden vegetable. Another locality is devoted almost ex clusively to dinner plates. Thousands of rounded, thin disks are scattered over the plain or are plied scores deep in singular piles, each piece shaped ex actly like the crockery which adorns our tables and quite as thin and sym metrical. Another section of this truly wonder ful region is given almost wholly to dumbbells. These vary in size from pieces weighing one or two pounds tip to those seemingly calculated for exer cising the muscles of a giant and weighlug thirty or forty pounds each. In almost every Instance these natural dumbbells arc well balanced, the balls at either end of the connecting piece being of the same size and weight. There Is in tlds plain an arsenal also. While guns and swords and bayonets and powder were not there to be found, there are thousands of cannon balls varying in size from two and three inch balls to those fit for the big thirteen inch guns of modem warfare. And all are of stone, all formed in nature’s 'workshop. There are other objects innumerable. There are stone roses, stone lilies, stone tulips, stone leaves, stone birds, stone animals, stone quoits, stone ornaments In varied and unique designs, stone canes—in fact, almost everything con ceivable in nature or art Imitated in stone on the plain of Yuha. In one portion of Yuha rise two hills or small mountains. One might mis take them in the distance for ancient craters, but when he approaches the eminences he discovers them to be monuments to an ancient fife—the rec ords of species now extinct They are shell mountains, great beds of prehis toric bivalves which were left stranded when that ancient sea swept badlk from the region and left a dry and desolate land. One of these mountains, the large one, is composed wholly qt large rough shells, much larger, but less elongated, than the shells of the modern oyster, which in some respects they so much resemble as to lead to the suspicion that they are the remains of the ances tors of our much prized bivalve. The lesser hill is composed of tiny shells of a prehistoric type of brachio- poda. Like the larger shells, they are found except on the surface in an un disturbed shite, both valves of nearly every shell being found In position. Although the mollusk dwellers of these shells vanished several centuries ago. so perfect arc the shells one almost ex [mets when he opens the valve of the smell to find the living creature within. COLOR OF THE SUN. Mhat Would Happen if It Were Otil er Than Wlmt It In. A German astronomer has published some interesting observations on the theoretical effects of a change in the color of the sun. It is amazing to con- taler the possibilities if our Him were green, blue or red instead of what it Is. If it were blue, there would be only two colors in the world—blue and black. If it were red, then everything would be red or black. If it were yel low, everything would be yellow or black. Every one knows that the light of our sun consists of six colors, and the reason things are different hues is that some swallow up live of the colors aud reflect only one. Thus we have primosos yellow becam e they absorb all but the yellow, ro- s red cause they absorb all but t!.e red, vi :!' :s purple because tiling but red :■ which two eol i. In the evcid roses, !>!uc»v!. re Retribution. Millions of years had passed. Birds had succeeded to the suprema cy formerly held by man. “Wbat is that you are wearing on your hat?” asked the flamingo. “It’s the scalp of an almost extinct biped called a woman,” replied the egret. “A few specimens of the crea ture still exist, I am told, In the Inac cessible fastnesses of the everglades." —Chicago Tribune. , . io! >rb every- .1 mixture of purple. un being red. and all other things that are i.ow n i would reflect it. So also would ir v, the lily and all things that are now white, but these would, of course, he red. Every thing else would swallow up the red light and appear quite black. Grass, for instance, would be black as ink. and so would the blue of the sky, but the white clouds would be red. The same kind of thing would happen if the sun were blue. Everything now blue or white would be blue and every thing else black. The whole sky, clouds and all, would be blue. The grass this time would be blue, not black, for it reflects both blue and yellow. Hair would be all black, the red of the lips would be black, aud the rest of the face would lie a cloudy blue. If the sun were green, we would have a little variety. Things that are now yellow w’ould still be yellow, tilings that are blue would be blue, and things tliat are green would still be green, but there would he no reds, purples, orange, pinks or any of those cheery hues that make the world look so bright.—New York Herald. Ftllhur-the Prencrlptloii. Judge—What were you doiug In the henhouse, Sambo? Sambo—Well—er— jedge, mah missus wah feelln* pohly, en heh doctah declabed she must have poached eggs. I wah Jes’ poachln’ a few, Jedge, accordin’ to odahs.—New York Times. All the performances of human art id which we look with praise or wonder are instau ‘cs of the resistless force of perseverance.—Johnson. An Indian Leicend. There was once a man who lived in the forest far from the rest of his tribe. He lost his wife aud was very lonely. After awhile he made a wood en doll about her size, dressed it in the clothes she used to wear aud set it up in front of the fireplace. Then he felt better. So a year passed away. One night he came home, and there was his wife sitting in a chair in place of the doll. She spoke to him, saying, “The Great Spirit felt sorry for you, so he let me come hack to see you, but you must never touch me, for if you do you will kill me.” They lived thus together for a twelvemonth, but oue night he attempted to clasp her In his arms. Behold, lie was holding a wood en doll! She did not come to life again, and he was very unhappy ever after. Subscribe for The Ledger, $1.00 a year. THE BAYEUX TAPESTRY. An Extraordinary Work of Art of (•rent Hintorlc Vulne. Few besides those who have visited Bayeux or have especially studied the subject have auy idea of what this ex traordinary work of art is really like or have auy authentic knowledge of its history. It tells the story of Edward, Harold and William aud of the con quest of William in a series of pic tures, so that its value is great as a chronicle as well as a relic of needle work SCO years old. The vicissitudes of the treasure have been many. It is a curious fact that from 1-17U until 1721 it seems to have dropped entirely out of the world’s knowledge. It was preserved with care among the treasures of the Bayeux cathedral and was brought om for eight days every summer and hung about the nave of the cathedral. No oue but the peasants ever saw It, and the cathedral authorities cared for it only as a decoration. In 1724 an old drawing of part of the tapestry came into the hands of a learned antiqua rian, who tried without success to find the original. The I’ere Montfaucon also tried to find it aud at last succeed ed and told the world about it in his • great book, “Monuments de la Monar- '•hie Francaise.” The church had no j>ower to protect such a treasure in 1724, and the ancient length of linen with its quaint em broidery was dragged out of the oil tiledral and used to cover one of the military wagons belonging to the local battalion. M. le Forestier rushed t<\ its rescue and substituted a canvas to cover the wagon and brought the tap estry to his study till he was relieved from his self appointed mission by a commission that undertook the protec tion of the work of art. Now the tap estry has been restored and may he seen framed under glass In a museum of its own. JiiNt a Hint. “John,” she said softlj', “have you been saying anything alxiut me to mother lately ?” “No,” replied John. ‘‘Why do you ask?’’ “Because she said this morning that she believed you were on the eve of proposing to me. Now, I do not wish you to speak to mother when you have anything of that kind to say. Speak to me, and I’ll manage the business with mother.” And John said he would. Sot an Episcopalian, When Bishop Codmau was appointed to the Episcopal diocese of Maine he made a tour of his diocese and hap pened to stroll into a woodman’s cot tage. Asking the woman of the house if there were many Episcopalians around there, she replied: “Well, I don’t know. They caught some wild thing out here in the woods a couple of weeks ago, if that’s what you mean, but I think my husband said It was a woodchuck ” A TIioDKlitfnl Act. flic ’fiction of the friend who is com iug to occupy the sent in tin* railway train that one has really secured as an * "i seat for oneself sometimes wftrks i"’ s unetimes d lesu’t. A passenger, !:!••• •yivg along the platform just be- o tli** train startl'd, flung himself ap >n a seat that was already occupied »v’;!i a Gallstone hag. ‘That seat is !a-n." said a morose old gentleman. "?ly friend has kept it with his bag.” "All rght." said the wily passeng . .ably. ■I'll occupy it till he comes.” coi r e the friend never came, and b si ; s die train was moving out of die r-iuti'ii die v.iiy passenger s«*ize 5 !i ■ Lag and threw it cat of'^je win I >w. “W! at are doing, sir?” shon" 1 the old gentleman furiously. "Any thing the matter?” inquired tie other. ‘You don’t want your poor friend to ios<* his bag, do you?”—London ( hrm- ele. Whnt I* nn IdeT "What is an file?” It is a natural pitfall for modcu! generations. Even I’.ulwer Iv'ttoii allowed one of Ids Uo- man characters t > say, "It stands fixed for the ninth ide of August.” although lie must have known that “ides*’ is a plural without a singular. Why the Homans called the loth of March, May. July, October and the loth of every other month the ides they do not seem to have known for 'certain themselves. Some thought it meant the halfway day of 1! >nth. from an Etruscan word uk;;.. ..„ "to divide,” but mod ern philology, digging into Sanskrit, has suggested that it means the bright time of the month, full moon.—London Notes and Queries. fv-j--. T'U<>r From my prize-winners, R. I. Reds, Rose and Single Comb. Flggs 15 for £1.50; White Plymouth Rocks, U. R. Fishei’s strain of prize-win ners, eggs £1.50 for 15; Barred Ply mouth Rocks, H iwkins’strain, eggs Si.00 for 15. All my stock is fine se lected and show birds. My Rhode Island Reds are the best that I could buy in Massachusetts and Rhode Is land. Send us your orders and we will give you good fresh eggs. Cherokee Poultry Yards E. R. CASH, Prop. GAFFNEY, - * - S. C. Aconraer of Markamannhlp, Ability to shoot straight Is to some extent a natural gift, and It Is useless trying to make a captain of a gun of a man who does not possess this fac ulty. He may be a good euougb man lu other ways, but unless he has “a straight eye” he will never become much of a marksman. The admiralty recognizes this and has ceased trying to make crack shots of men whose tal ents do not lie in that direction.—Ph 11 Mall Gazette. A Good Cook. “Have you a good cook?” asked Mrs. Bond Hill. “Yes. she’s good enough,” replied Mrs. Chester Park. "She attends church thr^e times a week and all that, hut her cooking is something fierce.”—Philadelphia Inquirer. A Fortune Hunter. Miranda—Yes, mamma, Mr. Fargoin knows that my face is all the fortune I possess. Bertie (the terrible)—Y’e*. mamma, and when I sneaked into the room he was trying his level best to get at her fortune. — Pittsburg I Ms- patch. FOR Building and Plastering Lime, Coal, and Plaster Hair, Plaster Paris, Shingles, Portland Cement, Dynamite, Blasting Powder, Fuse, and Dynamite Caps, call on LIMESTONE SPRINGS r LIME WOKKS. CARROlL & CO., Lessees. Telephone 57. We do not do all kinds of printing— we do the GOOD kind. iDr. S. H. Griffith, PHYSICAN - SURGEON - OCULIST. Former pupil of the celebra ted Oculist, Dr. Julian J. Chisolm, ot Baltimore. Has also taken special post-grad uate course in the Plye, P^ar, Nose and Throat Hospital of Baltimore. Glasses Fitted Accurately and Scientifically. *lar Office in Cherokee Drug Co., B’ldg. C ly O T H I o If Its a Suit of Clothes You Want, We Have It. All New, Fresh Goods and Moderately Priced. Our line of Clothing was bought from $ 1.50 to $2.50 per suit under regular price. For this reason we can save you money on your Suit. The old saying that “Goods well bought are half sold” ought to be true in our Clothing department. We are sure that in all our lines of merchandise we are in a position to serve you as well or better than our competitors. For the same money we give you oftentimes a better article and always as good. All we ask is your unbiased judgment and a careful look, and we feel sure you will give us the business. Reliable help. * w. j. Big Store on the Corner, Gaffney, S. C.