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>■ V, I Making Good. Therp *s no w;iy of making hinting friends like " Making Good;” and Doctor Pierce’? t 'dicinos well exemplify this and their friends, after more than twi decades of popularity, are numbered by the hundreds of thousands. They have "made good" and they have not made drunkards. A good, honest, s.juaro-doal medicine of known composition is Dr. Pierce’s Oolden Medical Discover- . Jt, still enjoys an im mense sale, while most of the prepara tions that have come into prominence in the earlier period of its popularity have "gone by the hoard” and are never more heard of. There must l>e some reason for this long-time popularity and that is to be found in its superior merits. When once given a fair trial for weak stomach, or for liver ami blood affections, its supe rior curative qualities are soon manifest; hence it has survived and grown in pop ular favor. while scores of lost meritorious articles have suddenly hashed into favor for a brief period ana then been as soon forgotten. For a torpid liver with its attendant indigestion, dyspepsia, headache, per haps dizziness, foul breath, nasty coated tongue, w ith bitter taste, loss of appetite, with distress after eating, nervousness and debility, nothing is so good as Dr. Pierce’s Golden Medical Discovery. It's an honest, square-deal medicine with all Its ingredients printed on bottle-wrapper — no secret, no hocus-pocus humbug, therefore don't accept a substitute that the dealer may possibly make a little big ger profit. Insist on your right to have what you call for. Don't buy Dr. Pierce's Favorite Prcscrip- Hon expecting it to prove a "cure-all.” It is only advised for woman’s special ail ments It makes weak women strong and sick women well. Less advertised than some preparations sold for like purposes. virtues still maintain CT/># ^fetou Mayor Sued on G. H. Brotdhvrnt'i SnooMi The Man The Hour By ALBERT PAYSON TERHUNE. Copyright, 1007. by George H. Broadhurst. CHAPTER XVIII. NPEU the maniac fury thad blazed from Thompson’s eyes Wainwrlght shrank ba<£ In panic dread. “He’s—he's mad!” cried the financier. “Don't let him at me!” For Thompson seemed about to hurl himself ou his foe. “Go easy, son,” adjured Phelan, lay- lug a restraining hand on the secre- me mercy In my”— “yes,” retorted Ahvyn. “You shall receive exactly the same mercy you have always shown to your own finan cial enemies -uo more, no less." “Oh, cut out the whine, Wain- wrlght!” sneered Horrigau In high con- tempt as lie linked ids arm in the broken financier's and hauled him roughly from the room. “W’Uat’s hap pened to your nerve? you’re almost as had as Gibbs. You’re still rich, and as long as you’ve got plenty of cash no law in America need ever bother you. There’s lots of talk about indictments, and arrests, and investigations, and prosecutions, and nil that sort of rot. But I don’t see any millionaires going to Jail. Come on across to my law yer's.” The boss and financier departed with- 1 out a backward look, leaving Phelan . and Bennett alone on the late scene of ! battle. “Say, your honor,” observed the al derman slyly, “there’s one very impor- igement you’ve clean forgot. .. o __ where you are a minute, an’ i I’ll send the party In here and see that tary’s shoulder. t The latter, recalled to himself by the nobody butts In on you till you want pressure, relaxed his tense, menacing attitude and, with hysterical revulsion i of feeling, sank into a chair, burying his face In his arms on the table before ; him. “Nine horrible years!” he sobbed bro- ! kenly. “Nine awful years of slavery, I of debasement! Watching, hating, its Sterling curative virtues stiii muiuium i , . . . , ... . Its poMtion in the front ranks, where it l°b£ lu S 10 crus ’ 1 i m _’. an ^.’ 0 ^ }. me stood over two decades ago. As an in vigorating tonic and strengthening nerv ine it is miequaled. It won’t satisfy those who want "booze," for there is not a drop of alcohol in it. Dr. Pierce’s Pleasant Pellets, the origi nal Little Liver i'iUs, although the first pill o! their kind in the market, still lead, and when once tried are ever afterwards In favor. Easy to take us candy—one to three dose. Muu imitated but never equaled. t*or Indigestion Our Guarantee Coupon If. tfter asinj twe-thirds of a Ji.oo bottle of Kodol, you can booeitly say it has not bene fited you. we will refund your money. Try Kodol today on this enarantee. Fill out and aign the following. -nt it to the dealer at the time of purchase It it fails to satisfy 7ou return the bottle sontainint; one-third of the Badieloa to the dea t ft m whom you bought it, and we will refund your money. T ewu • 4 U ! J til* Out ' Digests WhalYouEat And Makes the Stomach Sweet E. C. DeWITl Ac CO., Chicago. 111. F*r Ml* by Oaffney Dma C* has come, thank God! Thank God!” “You’re all in, lad!” muttered Phe lan, passing an arm about the shaking youth and lifting him to ids feet. “Come with me. I’ll send out and get you a bracer.” Thompson, exhausted by bis emo tions, obeyed mechanically, but at the farther door paused for a moment and again fixed his wild, bloodshot eyes on Wainwright’s haggard face. “Remember," he threatened, his voice dead and expressionless, “when you get out of jail I’ll be waiting for you. And as sure as God’s justice lives I’ll kill you as I’d kill a dog! Nine years waiting and--1 11 murder you as you murdered my”— Phelan had forced him over the threshold, and the slumming of the : door behind the two seemed to break the strange spell that had fallen on all. Waiuwright straightened himself. ! glanced fearfully about, tried to re gain his shaken composure and opened i his mouth to speak. But the hurried ! entrance of Williams prevented him. “Mr. Horrigau,” gasped the excited ! newcomer, ’Tve been looking every where for you ' “What’s bOS: “What’s w rong now?” snapped the I / \v v/1 boss. “Has”- | /•\| V “The Borough bill's come up at last, * V ' and”- “The gallery crowd’s rough housing * v the place? Then"— i / NOTICE TO FIRE ARMS DEALERS- State of South Carolina, County of Cherokee. Notice Is hereby given, that all parties dealing In pistols, or cart ridges. less than 45-callbre, are re quired to pay an annual license of 125 to the Board of County Commis sioners. Any dealer failing to obtain such license before offering for sale such cartridges or pistols, la sub ject to a fine not exceeding $500, or one year’s Imprisonment. All hawkers are peddlers are re quired to take out a license as pre vlded In chapter XLI of the Code of 1902. Such hawkers and peddlers are hereby notified to take out such license, any falling so to do are sub ject to the penalties prescribed In 364. criminal code. It Is the duty of every Magistrate, every Constable, the Sheriff of Chero kee county and the Deputy Sheriff, to enforce the above statute, any citi zen has the right to demand and In spect the license for hawfaem and peddlers, and they are required to ex hibit such license to the party so 4e manding It, for Inspection. E. F. Ltpsocmb, Co. Supervisor. May 12 tf. NOTICE OF FINAL SETTLEMENT. Notice is hereby given that on Mon day. July 27th next, I will apply to the Hon. J. E. Webster, Probate Judge, at bis office at the rourt house In Gaffney, S. C., at 10 o’clock, a. m., for a final settlement and discharge as Administrator of the estate of W. C. S. Wood, deceased. All persons hav ing claims against said estate or in terested therein, are required to pre sent the same at or before said time, or be forever barred. Landrum E. Wood, Adm. Est. W- C. S. Wood dec’d. Pub July 3, 10. 17 24, 1908. FOR Up-to-Date Job Print ing, call at the LEDGER Office. Gaffney, S* C. the pinci “No, they To quiet as death; too quiet. I And they have long ropes, and they’re | stringing them over the”— “Call in the police, then!” ordered Horrigan. “Now's the time for them.” “1 don't dare,” protested Wiiliams. "Those men in the gallery are desper ate. They’re dangerous. If”— “The police?'’ interrupted Bennett sharply. "What are you talking about?” “My orders!” returned Horrigan. “1 1 sent for them. Tell them to”— “Don't do it!" commanded Bennett in i anger.* “Do as I say, Williams!” counter- | manded Horrigan. “Have them In j and”— “Phelan,” interposed Bennett as the j alderman, having left Thompson in oth- i or bands, l ame into the room, “go to j the sergeant in charge of the police | Mr. Horrigau sent for. Tell him I say ! j lie must keep his men where they are i i and take no orders except from me. ] ' Understand?” “I sure do!” grinned Phelan, with a delighted grin at the wrathful Horri- I gan. “An’ I'll see they”— i “You need not trouble!” croaked i Wainwrlght, his throat dry and con- | striated with fear. “The bill is’with drawn!” “That goes!” corroborated Horrigan. 1 “Do you bear that, Williams? Mr. Waiuwright withdraws the Borough bill. Attend to it In a rush, man. Never | mind about the police.” ‘‘Well, Friend Horrigan,” blandly ob- ! served Phelan as Williams hastened | out, “I told you I’d cross two sticks of | dynamite under you some day. Like wise I done It.” “What bad you to"— “To do with smasbln’ you? Only that I put bis honor on to the bill in the first place an’ then sicked him on to Roberts an’ discovered Thompson an’ turned him over to Mr. Bennett. That’s about all. But I guess it's enough to make your p’litical career feel like it had a long line of carriages drivln' slow | , behind it. Chesty Dick, my old chum!” Horrigan had turned bis back ou bis ! victorious tormentor and was facing i the mayor. "Bennett,” said be, “you forget I’ve still got that report about your father, and”— “Tomorrow's papers will publish it,” supplemented Alwyn. “No, they won't.” contradicted Hor rigan. "That would be bad politics. The report will hold over till”— “You’re mistaken,” interrupted Ben nett calmly. “I’ve sent a copy of that report today to every paper in the city and have accompanied it with a state ment that I shall make good to the city treasury every penny overcharged iu the library and aqueduct contracts. So’’- Ilorrigau was staring at him open mouthed. “Bennett,” he muttered iu genuine wonderment, “I don’t know w-hether you’re the craziest fool or the cleverest politician In the state.” “Your honor," humbly pleaded Waln- wrlght, who for several minutes hud been trying in vain to draw Bennett aside for i private word, “I am an old man Is there no way of—of showing ’em to. Oh. but we didn’t do a thing t{> Horrigan! He’ll have to watch which way his toes point to see wheth er he's goin’ or cornin’T’ The alderman sped on his mission, leaving Alwyn seated alone, dejected, miserable, in the deserted committee room. Now that the crisis was past, his heart was strangely heavy. He had won. But at what cost? At the loss of all he held dear. Alwyn Bennett knew, too. that the real fight was but just begim—a fight that bad waged since the world began and must last to judgment day—the hopeless, uphill battle of decency against evil, of honesty against graft, i Horrigan's sneering words, “I don’t see any millionaires going to jail,” stuck disagreeably in the young may or’s memory. Their brutal, bald truth jarred on bis be lief in the inevi table triumph of good. After an, was the dreary, self sacrificing battle against an unconquera ble foe worth while? Could the great god graft ever be checked in his mastery of the earth? If— A rustle of skirts startled Alwyn from his dark thoughts. “Dallas!” he cried, unbeliev ing. as he sprang to bis feet half dazzled at the light CHEROKEE COUNTY she said. ‘‘7 lore you. oim*. , w wondrous that transformed her face. Slowly she came toward him, Lei glorious dark eyes on bis, her whit* bands outstretched in irresistible ap peal. At last she spoke. “I love you!” she said. TIIF. END. The Blizzard of 1888. “I was living in O’Neill, Neb., at the time of the great blizzard In 1888,” Said a Nebraskan, "and bad just left the office to go home for dinner when the blizzard struck. I started to cross the street to a drug store, but when I reached tin* other side I found myself halfway down the block from my des tination. The fine wind driven snow flakes filled the air so that I couldn't see iny hand before me. I finally work ed my way back to the drug store, where a number of other men had taken refuge from the storm. School had Just been dismissed for the noon recess, and we knew that nearly children were out in the storm. Se curing long ropes, the crowd started out to rescue them. We found them huddled in doorways and by the sides of buildings. The children caught hold of the ropes and were led to shelter by their rescuers, whose sense of direc tion gradually returned to them. Every one of the ."00 school children in the town was got home in safety. But seven schoolteachers were frozen to death in the country during the bliz zard and thousands of cattle died. The thermometer fell from about the freez ing point at noon to 20 degrees below zero that night. It was the worst bliz zard I ever saw, and I never want to. experience another like It.” — Des Moines Register and Leader. Compensation For Poachers. A gamekeeper on a northern estate tells an amusing story of the latest thing in the compensation line. When he was escorting the gentlemen round the coverts one day the party were alarmed to bear a loud cry Just after shots had been fired. Running to the spot, a thick bush growth, the keeper found a man lying groaning on the ground. “Some of them gents 'ave shot me iu the leg.” groaned the man. Examination proved that the sufferer had indeed received a bird shot pellet In his left calf. It was a trivial in jury, but was handsomely compensat ed for by the gentlemen in the party, who presented the victim with quite a good sum In gold. That same evening the gamekeeper came upon two men In a quiet lane en gaged In a hot dispute about the shar ing of some money. One of the men had a shotgun, and, tapping it signifi cantly, he said threateningly: “’Alf shares, or I’ll go straight to the p’Uce and split on us both. I’ll give the game away. I’ll tell ’em 'ow I pat that pill in yer leg to knock money out o’ the shooters.” Then the gamekeeper disclosed him self, and the two conspirator* decamp ed.—London Opinion. READ CMee's Representative GAFFNEY LEDGER. It isn't the sharpest who get*, stack o* himself. Only $1.50 Per Year.