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Frank DeWitt Talmage, D. D. Los Angelos, Cal., June 25.—In this sermon, suited to the vacation season, the preach t takes for his pulpit a lofty peak overlooking the Yosemite valley and for his theme the vivid im pressions awakened by his inspiring surroundings. The text is Psalm xlv. 4, “The strength of the hills Is his." The word “big" is absolutely appro priate when applied to the United States. Big are we in geographical area. Individually, many of the Euro pean monarchies could be placed inside of our stati* of Texas, and yet there would be enough left to set up in gov ernmental business a Bulgaria or a Portugal or a Switzerland, besides hav ing to spare a front yard and a back ml large enough for the kingdom of ‘pooig 34nduii w sAaunx Atpicsqufl ,, sX3up!>| jno^ Don’t make any mistake, but re member the name, Swamp-Root, Dr. Kilmer’s Swamp-Root, and the ad dress, Binghampton, N. Y., on every bottle. Di. Woolley’ PAINLESS AND Whiskey Cure C ]SV,NT FR>:r to all OiUsers of n.uriiliine, lopium, laiuiiu.iui., elixir of opium,co- eaineor whiskey, a larpe book of par- itlcularson bon.eor sanatorium trpat- ment. Address, Ijt. B. M. WOOLIAA, P. 0. Box cs7, Atlanta, tieorsi^ Fort all cou::ty news, im portant HAPPENINGS IN THE STATE AND EVENTS OF INTEREST IN FOREIGN LANDS, TAKE AND READ THE LEDGER. Young Men Wanted How would you like to secure a commission as an officer under Uncle Sam? If you are between the ages of 17 and 35 years, possess the necessary common school edu cation, are moral, persistent, and can pass the/equired physical ex amination send me four one-cent stamps to-pay postage, and I will mail you a personal letter, litera- ' ture, etc . that will tell you of the ’•1 qualifications required for positions ‘’r leading to promotions of high rank 3 *; as an officer in our army or navy. v W. H. PHILLIPS, Louisville. Ky. i-to-OatB Market Your Heat on Ice. S vi ft’s Hams, some nice, lean cured Hams with skin taken off, sliced thin, for breakfast, or some nice Pork chop or Pork Steak, or some fine Kansas City Beef, good and mellow, or Cher okee Beef. Just as you like. Plenty of Irish Potatoes, Danish Cabbage, Onions and Sets, Country Produce when it can be got. Heavy and Fancy Groceries, Apples, Oranges, Lemons, Beaus and Peas, white and colored. Fresh Fish Fridays and Saturdays. Can fill your whole bill at our place. Goods delivered on time. . 1-Yours for business, 1^. w. :v£coiJirc:M Phone No. 60. Residence No. 23. Host Anything And a little of everything is now being shown in my line: All the new’conceptions and fads . : : ..In The Jewelry Line.. From the cheapest A*orth having to the very finest specimens and grades. Re pairing done by an Expert. Z Thos. H. Westrope, Next to Shuford & LeMaster. ys a prince of Monto Carlo. Big arc we j in natural resources. No harvest fields and cotton plantations greater than ours. No area of coal and iron beds and gold and silver and copper mines greater than ours. Big are we in the conceptions of our people. The might iest railroads, the largest tunnels, the mightiest aqueducts, the mightiest bridges are here. Big are we in the numbers of our inhabitants, besides being big hi our way of doing things. “Big” is a word which can be applied to the United States, but that word “big” especially can be applied to her natural wonders of Niagara falls and Yellowstone park and the Grand Can yon of Arizona, and, above all, to Amer ica’s wonderful Yosemite valley, which, as a wonderland, has not its superior in all the world. The first time I viewed it was under specially favor able circumstances. We left the rail road in the early hours of the morn ing for a long, seventy-two mile drive to this wonderful place. It was a day passing description and crowded with marvelous memories. Sometimes, dur ing that long, twelve hours’ ride, we could pick whole bouquets of wild flowers. The flora of a luxuriant springtime was bidding us welcome. Then the storm clouds shut us in and the sun disappeared. Then, as we climbed up and up the heights of the Sierra Xevadas, we shivered and shook, first in a rainstorm, again in a hail- | storm and then in a blinding snow- j storm. Our limbs became so cramped that circulation was almost stopped, but on and on and on we went until it drew near to the evening hour. Then the storm cleared away. God lifted the cur tains of the clouds, and suddenly the grandest view ever panoramaed before mortal eyes was mine. “There," said the driver, “is Yosem ite valley!" “Then,” said I, “one of the dreams of my life is fulfilled.” But though 1 have dreamed many wonder ful dreams, though I have seen many of the wonder scenes of the world. I never dreamed of or saw a sight like that. Chaos and cosmos, love and hate, ! beauty and revolting hideousuess, sum mer and winter, hoary headed moun tains with their snoweaps of spotless white and with their limbs lined knee Jeep in wild flowers; appalling preci pices and lovers’ retreats; roaring, rushing cataracts, with their “spirits of the iwll winds,” and rainbows play ing amid the mists, and as passemen (cries coloring the nether robes of the different falls; repulsions and fascina tions—all seemed to he there. They were stretching out their hands toward me and calling, “Come, brother, come and sit at my feet. Come, and I will hurl thee from yonder eliffs and upon thy poor mangled body 1 will let the vultures and the wild beasts banquet Come, and I will show thee sights and 1 wonders of which thou hast never con j eeived. Come, come!” Amid ten thou sand different voices in one greateborus. | "Come, come, come!” l4iey kept call , ing. And the echoing mountains off in i a distance threw back the calls as from great sounding boards. “Com*! j Come! Come!” Even today in imagina j tion I can hear those strange, weird, ; conflicting voices calling me. Oh, the many emotions that surged through my heart and soul when I first looked I down from "Inspiration height" and 1 descended into the farther valley. As ; the rocks and the cliffs began to close ! in around me I felt as did Dante with | Virgil by his side that I was descend- !y worfc is done and you shall come to dwell with Christ forever.” Here tiff* rocks seemed to be great avalanches of snow or overtopping gla ciers < f ice ready to tumble down upon us and crush us; there they seemed to be whole cities in ruins, as though t<si thousand Vesuviuses had belched forth their fires and demolished them and then the demons had exhumed these broken walls and destroyed houses, just to show what awful car nage pandemonium had wrought. Here there seemed to he huge mountains cut in twain with the other halves thrown away into space; there they looked like worlds just started and then left In a formative state, as though the Divine Creator had gone off and forgot ten all about them. Here they seemed to be unscalable heights erected as walls about a huge prison for lost | souls, while there, again, as In Sen- I tlnel rock, they seemed to be signal ' stations lifting themselves high above the clouds to put us in touch with other | worlds and with Cod. Thus these walls j of rock, these fortresses of rock, these | mighty obelisks and pyramids of rock, these great sheets of rock upon which God had registered the histories of the ages, seemed to be object lessons, it was as though tin* Creator had opened bis treasure vaults just a little that we might peer in and see his unlimited re sources. As the evening hours settled into the night the last thought Inspired by such sublime surroundings more and more took possession of 1113' soul. There as I la.v upon in.v pillow under the shad ow of Sentinel rock and gazed at El Capitan and Washington column and Half Dome and Grizzly peak, and while listening to the evening luhaby of the Yosemite falls. I said to myself: “If God wills, I will try to tell to my peo ple the wonders of Yosemite .valley. I will try to show them that the strength of the hills there revealed is the sym bol of the divine strength.” The psalm ist’s words, spoken thousands of years ago, wen* my words in the darkness of that night, and they are my words now, "Tlx* strength of the hills.” or, as ] pp j;--. the revised version [tuts It. “The heights trees of the hills are his also.” Tlie Great Yoaenitte Valley. Great is Yosemite valley! Great in its heights, great Its depths, great its lengths and its breadths. But, great as is Yosemite valles*, you must re member that the same heights and depths and lengths and breadths of rocks are directly under your feet and mine, although we cannot see them. They are here to hold us up just as much as the foundation stones of our church are underneath our feet to bear the church up. They are here just as much as a solid cornerstone had to be placed at the base of Washington mon- were to me libraries of the past cen turies and of the millenniums. You and 1 have read about the famous libraries of ancient Alexandria and Nineveh and Babylon. We have heard that these ancient bo >ks were so many that in Alexandria alone it took six months to destroy part of them when those parchments and manuscripts were used for common fuel to light fin* fires of the 4,<MX) bathrooms of that great city. But I want to tell you that when a man rides through Yosemite valley and climbs its dizzy heights he is looking upon the historic pages of books older than the oldest tablets of stone exhunted from amid the ruins of an am-ient Troy. He is looking at a ! greater library than all the booksof Nin eveh, Babylon or Alexandria combined. ! There he is looking upon the millions of open leaves of rock written upon by the pen of but one Author, and that pen Is "the linger of God." If the recorded pages of the hooks ; of rock found among the shelves of j ro< k and upon the doors of rock and lying open upon the tables of rock of Yosemite valley do not teach us that God as an author has been living cen turies upon centuries and millenniums upon millenniums ago and that hi* will also live and work through the cen turies and the millenniums t,o cotnff, then 1 say the Yosemite rocks “teach us nothing." 'Then we have eyes to see and we will not see, and we have ears to hear and we will not hear. Every step you take, every move you make, presses home the one truth—that the Crealor of this region is eternal in his own life and eternal in his purposes. Mariposa groy which grows just outside of this ,alle.v and practically 1 under the shadow of El Capitan, as living orators teach the eternal pur poses and workings of the Divine Fa- ; tiier. My, what big preachers they are! ^ About 000 of them grow near together, as though they were ashamed of their big girths and ashamed because, like Saul, they raise their huge bodies not ! only head and shoulders above all oth- *s, but because they make other look like pygmies beside them. "Grizzly Boar," “Columbia,” “Haver- ford." “Mariposa," “Wawona,” “Cali fornia. Telescope,” “The Three Graces," are some of the modern names given to these famous trees. Some of them are over BOO feet tall. One is 104 feet in circumference and 33 feet from side to side. One is cut in the middle at the base and has a square cut out of it so large that a great, three seated stagecoach with top covering, drawn by four horses, can he driven through it. This tree was on the right of us, it was to the left of us, it was above us, it was underneath us. Oue of this same kind of trees in a neighboring grove stretched my head above the clouds so that I could see upon the other side of the world 1 could see the thrones of the Caesars l'ft themselves and then totter and fall. I heard the angels chant the song of the Nativity above Bethlehem of Judaea. I have seen Athens rise in her power and the Gre cian sculptors and the poets wax and wane and die. The old mound builders u?ed to pitch their wigwams at my feet. Backward, still backward, into time I go. Long before the coyote's call was hejfhl among the hills or the grizzly bear growled at the Indians who afterward took theirTiame I lived. Though 1 have lived at least 5,000 years in IlnJ past, 1 am living still. Furthermore, 1 will continue to live centuries upon centuries after your voice has died away. I shall speak to your great-great-great-great great- great-grandchildren as I am now speak ing to you.” Oh, yes, the old trees of Mariposa grove teach nothin^if they do not preach to us the eternal pur poses of God _or of God working through the centuries. A Tlioiinand Yearn Xotliinic. A thousand .years in God’s sight are but as yesterdajq or ffs a wtiteh in the night. If the trees of Mariposa grove teach us this, how much more must the libraries of rock among the shelves of Yosemite hills teach the same los sons. We look with wonderment upon some of the vases or the household I lottery used by the American or Mex ican aborigines. You say, “They were heated in lire* thousands of years ago.” Yes, but have you ever stopped to think when the fires were lighted by the hands of God which hardened yonder rocks V Have you ever stopped to reckon how old must have been those pencils of ice which wrote yonder 1 chapters upon those hillsides and which, millenniums ago, as glaciers, polished those walls until today they reflect the light of the rising sun as burnished mirrors? Can you see with naked eye the star as a signal fire burning on the picket line at the far thermost outer edge of all stars? Can 3'0U, at a mere haphazard guess, state the direct distance between this earth and that star? Can you go up and up in imagination until you see the zenith for a footstool and the nadir for a bright jewel in ybur coronet. Then, if 3’on can, you may estimate how long it took God, in his eternal purpose, to pro duce yonder rocks and how long that eternal purpose shall live after the Yo semite valley itself shall be cremated in the furnace of the earth's last con flagration. If these rocks teach us that thousands anil millions of years in God’s sight are as but a second of time, do you not believe we can trust to his care the few years we are upou this Women Obtain Mrs. Pinkham’s Advice and Help. She Hm Guided Thoutande to Health.— How Lydia E. Plnkham’* Vegetable Com* pound Cured Sir*. Fred Seydel. floor by visiting tourists. So huge, so , )(>t him (lo with ug ag he wlll for the short space ten, which r of threescore years and man’s allotted spa/! upon ument in our national capital or as the was cut down a few years ago that its 1 jf c . au use t jj e aj , ( , s f or foundation stones were placed under stump might be used as a dancing pinythiu'gs, may we not he satisfied to the abutments of the Brooklyn bridge “ ’ ' ^ 1 or the solid rock is under Eiffel tower in Paris. As I climbed the awful, dizzy heights of oiu* of the Sierra Xevadas, b3' the edge of an appalling precipice to Glacier point, this one thought was uppermost in my mind. Bending and winding we go. Up and up the sure footed beasts carry us, higher and still higher. Then the r > ks by the side of the precipice grow deeper and deeper at each step. At last we are at the top. after a long five mile pul!. Then, by holding on Jo a railing, yon can look straight down ".25tl foot. At this al titude of nearly two-thirds, of a mile 1 looked straight down and saw the Mer it U ^ great satisfaction for a woman to feel that she can write to another telling her the most private and confidential details about her illness, and know that her letter will be seen by a wo man only, a wo man full of sym pathy for her sick sisters, and above all, a woman who has had more experience in treating female ills than any living person. Over one hundred thousand cases of female diseases come before Mrs. Fink- ham every 3’ r, some personally, others by mail, and this has been go ing on for twenty years, day after day.. Surely women are wise in seeking advice from a woma. of such experi ence, especially when t is absolutely free. Mrs. Pinkham never v. ites the con fidence of women, and every testimo nial letter published is done so with the written consent or request of the writer, in order that other sick women may be benefited as they have been. Mrs. Fred Seydel. of 412 North 54th Street, West Philadelphia Pa., writes: Dear Mrs. Pinkham:— “ Over a year ago I wrote you 1 letter asking advice, as I had female ills and could not carry a child to maturity. I 1 -eeived your kind letter of instruction and followed your advice. I am not onlv a well woman in con sequence, but have a lieautiful l ahy girl. I wish every suffering woman in th* ■ land would write you for advice, as you have done ao much for me." Just as surely as Mrs. Seydel was cured, will Lydia E. I 'nkham’s Vegetable Compound cun every woman suffering from any form of female ills. No other medicine in all the world has such a record of cures of female troubles as has Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound. There!. *e no prudent woman will accept an3 r substi tute which a druggist may offer. If you are sick, write Mrs. Pinkham« Lynn, Mass., for special advice. It it free and always helpful. coil river. It bending ;u.d trcM-s in the wns not a si Ivo" thread winding nn.o'.tg tin* ninny valley; it wua a green 1 i The Hege Loo Beam . SAW MILL WITH heacock-King FEED WORKS Enoiitbs axd Boilbbs, Woodwobkino Mjobimebt. Cotton Ginning. Brick- makino and 8bino lb and Lath Maohinbry, Cobh Mima. Eto . Etc. GIBBKS MACHINERY CO.. CoHunbia, S. C. The gibiks Shingle Machine ing into hell. At the next moment I seemqfl to feel that angelic companions 1 waves of the western Pacific, were by my side and that the para disiacal gates of pearl were opening for my celestial entrance. Michael An- j gelo painted both heaven and hell in i one picture. Yosemite valley is a “Last j Judgment.” Coroaatlon Rohen. Everywhither 1 turned Joy and sor row, peace and anguish, happiness and terror, celestial Gabriels and demoniac Frnnkonstelus.-Tvhite winged hopes and raven garmented messengers of de spair, side by side as cliff dwellers, , snake, beautiful, but green. Its surl'ace : reflected ever.v >hude of green, (Tom the darkest green, dark as Emerald pool, to the lightest shades of aqua I marine and chr.vsouhrasi*. Yosemite | falls' white garments alone have a fall ] of 2.r>oo feet, or nearly one-half of a | mile. Then, while*! kept looking down | into that awful precipice looking j down a palisade so deep that 1 seemed j to l»e looking into space itself a still, | small voice seemed to talk to me. When God called to Samuel, he called j :.t night. To me, standing there upon the pulpit of Glacier point, It seemed that; he called in the daytime. That voice was so real to m3' imagination that I turned to my wife and asked, "Were 3'ou speaking?” "No; did you hear any one .talking?" she replied. "Yes,” I answered; "I tluAJglit I heard a voice and thaf it must he the voice of the Lord.” Then the mysterious voice seemed to address me in these words: "When you go back to your pulpit you will walk the stone streets of a great city. You will climb these, the beautiful moun tains from the tops of which you can see the sun setting among the heaving To the east you can see the sunbeams of the early morning burning themselves into the golden nuggets of many orange or chards. You can hear the mowing ma chines fighting their way through the harvest fields at your feet. But re member underneath you Is the same rock, the same depths of rock, the same immensities of rock you now see from Glacier point in Yosemite valley. Remember, <) man, that I put those rocks underneath thee that the waters of the Pacific might be au aquarium gigantic is “Old Grizzly" that it has one branch, oue right arm alone, twen ty feet in circumference. When l stood under this huge monster it lifted itself ijo high and so wide that 1 felt Its size almost passed human concep- j tion. Why. a wart on one of “Old Grizzly’s" cheeks would he large enough to he used for an Indian wig wam. A goiter on Ins neck would be big enough to house a whole family of white folks and give to them a cellar, , parlor and bedroom^floors, attic and a cupola besides. And its m.vriads of roots are almost enough to fence in the fields of an ordinary farm. Murliionu Grove. The trees of Mariposa grove, grand old veterans are thej - ! No other liv ing warriors have fought so many bat tles. What mighty tornadoes have they defied! What strength of a thou sand ILerculeses is in those iron back- hones! What unconquerable heights have they! What forest fires have | they epditred! But. after all. the most ; impressive fact to me about these trees ; is not their great girth nor their great height, but thaj they are living trees. They are not mummified trees found among the cemeteries of dead trees. “What is the greatest fact that Im-J presses you about the big trees?” I asked a gentleman. "That they are 1 alive,” he answered. Yes, that is the overwhelming fact about Mariposa : grove. Those big trees are alive, just | as we are alive. You can go and stand ; by some of them and see their sides j wrinkled and seared like the indenta tions upon the cheek of the sphinx of the Egyptian desert, but you can feci that they are alive. You can see where , some of their sides have been burned by forest fires. In the Haverford tree ! the wood burned out of one side has left a cavity large enough to shelter twenty horses or head of cattle from the winter storms, yet the Haverford tree is alive. The great Telescope tree j had forest fires eat into its sides and tunnel their way nuo us cvmtu ami 1 earth? “God is a spirit, infinite, eter nal." Yes, the everlasting rocks of Y'o- semite prove it. These rocks shall echo the judgment call in that day, when i the angel shall stand with one foot 1 upon the land and the other foot upon | the sea, and swear that time shall he no longer. But while time endures, every wIkti* in Yosemite, you may find, as 1 did, God speaking, God pleading, j God drawing us to his love. And so Yosemite, beautiful Yosemite, with snow capped hills and with sweet scented valleys at thy feet, I wave (o dn '* a fa •e.vell. Thou didst make of ne* .a better man. Amid thy columns it was.as if i had walked with the Di- SLUBRA7 J^ON MIXTURE Now is the time to. take a spring - tonic. By far the best thing to take is Murray’s Iron Mixture. It makes ure blood and gets rid of that tired eeling. At all drug stores e t > 11; 1 «Lr or direct from The Muiiai Dfug Co.,-~' S. C. I vim* M;;!< nf creation, falling wale !' tin* universe at the dawn By the lullabies of thy ! rs ] slept to dream of th-* hflilhood. From thy mir- 1 e seen ihere reflected my past life. From learned that it is easy God of my rored pools I ha the misdeeds of ihj trails I have t i follow the ■•strait path" if you do not look down, but straight ahead in the place where the pedestrian ought to go. Happier have 1 turned back to my own home and my o\v*n work, a better man, because tin* Christ of the Nazarene hills who welcomed me among thy peaks is to continue to he nqv guide in the lowlands. Farewell, Yosemite, grand, overpowering, crushing, yet gentle and tender. Farewell, friend; farewell! [Copyright, i:*on, by Louis Klopsch.) I'aMMlnu; of llie llitchinic rout. “Have you noticed," asked a Kansas City man tla* other day, "how the hiMiJi’C' post is disappearing? A few years ago almost every residence and many stores in Kansas City had hitch ing posts in front of theip. Now you’ll have to go a long way to find a single post. The hitching ring has been a fac tor in the disappearance of the post, into its center and ! tlie hitching weight Las been a big- then from the center burn up until you can stand ut the bottom of the tree and look up through it and see the blue sky of the heavens above you. Yet the Telescope triH! is alive and still grow ing. The six hundred trees of Mari posa grove ure emphatically alive. As I stood with uncovered head amid the huge tree's of Mariposa grove “Old Grizzly,” the greatest of the group, if he could have spoken might have said: “White man of the east, 3’ou think you : ger one. People used to think . the j weight Ineffective. They have changed their minds. Tie a horse to a -post or , a ring, and if he becomes frightened the chances ure he’ll break the sRap. Then he is free to run. Hitch him with a weight, and he may try to run, but it will become entungkd in the wheels ; of the vehicle or will tVist the strap around the animaTs legs. The result will be the horse stops and is caught. The hitching post is rapidly becoming lB , , „ r . u . n kiniro l.nf 1 would 11 thl,lg ° f th, ‘ l )aSt 1,1 citleS , aud were Inhabiting the dark caverns of ; for thee and that tlie fields might feed ^ ^ you , m> n() j’ a You riug is fo,lowin 8 R. The weight, I t>e- * . . , ‘ . „ j lieve. Is here to stav.”—Kansas Citv are so short lived that you are no more to me than the insect which Is born those rocks, or were waving to me from those dizzy heights, or were hovering under those teats of snow canvas, or were dwelling in enchanted palaces far above, yet within the range of my won dering sight. “Are those storm clouds?” I asked myself. Then I would answer: “No. Those are not storm clouds. Those are coronationBrobes, for I see them waving over cathedrals and over village kirk spires." Angels seemed to be holding those garments in their hands while listening to the worship- big suppliants within at prayer and -n* lng, ‘These robes, O weeping mor- '• Is, are for yo : as soon as your earth- thee and that thy home might not be built upon the sinking sands. Even in the unseen rocks I am ever near thee, loving, caring, sustaining and protect ing my children." Voire of the Lnaern Rocks. Does this voice of the unseen rocks speak to 3’ou of God’s love, as on the panoramic rocks seen from Glacier point It seemed to speak to me of the divine love when I stood In old Yosem ite? But the heights of the hills and the depths of the valleys of Yosemite teach more than the ever present, sustaining care of a Divine Father.. Those rocks lieve, Is Times. 1 j in a day, grows old in a day and dies of old age at the setting of the sun is to you. You think you know the past hut I have seen more sights and heard more sounds than your people will ever see or hear though they may live to boas old as Methuselah. My ears have heat'd the birth cries and the death rat tles not of generations, but of species. When l bad been lf\ ing thousands of years I heard the click of the trow els and the groan lugs of the machinery that lifted the rocks and IhH the cap stones of the pyramids. When I Golf Driver* Dorn, \ot Made. “I am convinced Uiat long driving is a natural gift,” says Walter J. Travis in Country Life In America. "Of course it can be cultivated and devel oped to a certain extent, but all the art In the world cannot entirely over come physical deficiencies. Driving may be said to represent the physical side of golf and short approaches and putting, especially putting, the men tal. Of the two 1 think that the hitter Is the more susceptible of improve ment.” ACCOUNT OF FOURTH OF JULY CELEBRATIONS. The Southern Railway announces very low rate of one and- one-third first class fare for the round trip (minimum rate fifty cents) from all points in territory south of the Ohio and Potomac; and east of the Mississippi rivers, includin' St. Louis. Mo. Tickets on sale July 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and .4th. with final limit July 8th, 1905. Tickets to be limited to continuous passage in each direction. For full information consult ticket agents, or R. W. Hunt, Division Pas. Agent, Charleston, S. C. PETIT JURORS. Writ of venire facias for thirty-six petit jurors for second week of June term of court, 1905: B. M. Poole, Wilkinsville. L. B. Turner, Blacksburg. Aleck Westmoreland, Kings Creek. G. C. Humphries, Grassy Pond. W. P. Vassey, Ezells. G. G. Byam, Gaffney. R. M. Estes, Etta Jane. C. S. Wood, Gaffney. J. M. Green, Ravenna. A. Boyles, Jr., Timber Ridge. J. Gordon, Macedonia. J. A. Hames, Gowdeysville. G. B. Wright, Mercer. W. L. Spake, Gaffney. G. M. Moss, Blacksburg. R. M. Wilkins, Gaffney. W. A. Austell, Gaffney. t J. H. George, Will insvllle. H. D. Jefferies, Gaffney. A. G. Davis, Wilkinsville. J. F. Patrick, Gaffney. A. G. Susong, Star Farm. W., E. M. Kirb}', Gowdeysvile. T. S. Webber, Grassy Pond. R. S. Moore, Blacksburg. Thos. Sanders, Wilkinsville. J. B. Burgess, Grassy Pond. W. C. Milwood. Timber Ridge. J. P. Smith. Gaffney. • W. A. Peeler, Gaffney. Bookter Ray, State Line. D. .1. Gallman, Star Farm. V. K. Plaxieo, Kings Creek. Z. G. Petty, Allens. R. E. LeMaster, Gaffney. J. E. Gault, Lttiejohn’s. 1785 ‘ 1905 COLLEGE OF CHARLESTON, Charleston, S. C. Entrance examinations will be held in the Cou»ty Court‘House on Friday July 7, at 9 A. M. One Free Tuition Scholarship to each county of South Carolina awarded by the County Supt. of Education and the Judge of P.> bate. Board and furnished room at Dormltor>', $10 a month. All candi dates for admission are permitted to compete for vacant Boyce Scholar ships, which pay $100 a year. For further information and catalogue, address Harrison Randolph, President 5-2C. Imo.