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By CLARISSA MACKlE. [Copyright. 1915, by American Press Asso clation j At." called old Mrs. Ta. tem from h e r bedroom adjoin lug the kitchen, 'Em, come here. I want to talk to you." "W e 11, man?" said Em wearily, sinking into a chair near the window, w h i c h overlooked , t h e yard. "Ain't you heard from the company a b o u t the dividend on that gas stock?" asked the pale, il1 old woman. "Not a word," admitted Em faintly. "Lordy met I kinder wish your pa hadn't put all his money into Donalds ville gas stock. Why, he even mort gaged the house to buy more stock," went on Mrs. Tatem. "It was all right as long as they paid dividends, but now-why, It's six months overduet" "Yes, ma." "You're a wonderful manager, Em, to make that last money stretch over so many months. I suppose you got some left?" Em thought of her worn purse, which contained one copper cent. "Yes, ma, some," she replied, getting up and smoothing the big pillows. "I'm going out to get some dinner for you. Could you eat an egg?" "Yes, Emmy, I think I could relish an egg." Em Tatem stood by the kitchen win dow looking out across the yard, now brown and bare, swept by November winds. She was a sweet faced, pa tient looking woman of thirty-five, and her still abundant fair hair and blue eyes added to her charms. People said that Ei Taten had faded dreadfully the past year, but they did not guess it was because Em was slowly starv ing herself so that there would be enough for the beloved mother. "If it hadn't been for the gas stocki" she murmured, with tears filling her eyes. There came a knock at the door. "'Ha wants to know if you can spare a dozen eggs," said a little girl. Ein went into her pantry and counted the eggs In the blue bowl. There were exactly fourteen. She would save two for her mother, and with the 18 cents In hand she could buy some meat. Em did not dare tell her mother that there now remained in the poultry yard one lone Plymouth Rock hen. Ei put the eggs in the girl's basket. "flow is your mother, 4iary?" she asked. "Sie's pretty well, Miss Tatem. She's awful busy, though. You know to morrow's Thanksgiving. And, oh, Miss Tatemn, she says she'll pay you as soon as she gets some change." And Mary rian down the path. Emi stared after the child with bard, resentful eyes. "It's wicked, downright wickedi" she eried fiercely. "They've all got money anid food and everything. Tomorrow will be Thhnksgiving day, and not a thing to catl I'l1 have to kill Eliza. Maybe mia could eait her If she was roasted with sage dressing." Ema went down to the chicken house, -where the solitary hen, Eliza, had wandered disconsolately abont. "It will seem like killing a friend-to harnm Eliza," thought Em. "Where is the critter anyway? Shte's laid her egg this morning, and-oh, ElizalI" Emt's surp~rise and grief were justi fled by the sight of poor Eliza's dead body wvithin the nest. Eliza had' died at her post of duty. After Em Tatem had given Efiza's cor'pse decent burial she hurried Into the house and prepared a poached. egg and a cup of tea for her mother's din ner. After the meal Mrsa. Tatem dozed o&i Into her afternoon nap. Em .locked the doors and went up the steep hill heck of the house and entered the little grove of locust trees that separated her property from Dea con Pepper's farm. She approached the boundary fence and looked over into the deacon's hot. Here had wan dered Deacon Pepper's fine flock of turkeys. All had been sold save two, the giant of the flock and a small'hen turkey which no one wanted. Of course the deacon would kill the'gob bIer for lisa own 'table. Although he was a bachelor, bo often entertained his many friends 'and relatives. "I've got to look out for ma, and they can't want that little hen--and I hope I'll he forgiven, but Imcan't Jet matedieE" wIthl these mingled -prayers and ex euses Em drew frean her pocket a handful of corn and tossedsit toward the turkeys; They came running toward her, the gobbler greedIly pushingghissmall com panIon out of the way. E~m~threw an other handful and another,; gradually luring the birds toward the#dence. On her side she had spread nold fBhilimet on the ground. But, to her dismay, it waafthe'bronse gobbler which came to4er net. The little hen wearied of th junequailchase for grains of corn and wsdoff. Presentl Ein Watewn wmusnInnna #ho iei ' PrOtStil vo 10 of the, goo bier with her knitted jacket while she dumped him, his foot still entaniled in the net, into an empty sack. It was Thanksgiving morning. In the daikest corner of the Tatem collar was a heap of uronze turkey feathers. Up on the hills.de was an acrid smell of smoke from the bonfire where Em Tatem had cremaated other evidences of her crime. A delicious smell of roasted turkey pervaded the Tatow house. Em moved a little round table to her mother's bedside and spread a snowy linen cloth. There were a glass of grape jelly, some light biscuits, a dish of boiled rice, a pot of fragrant tea and-the turkey. "Em Tatem," gasped her mother as Em, pale and smiling, sat down at ta ble, "where did you ever get that tur key?" "Never mind," evaded Em mysteri ously. "All you've got to do, ma, is to enjoy it." "You're not eating a mite, Em," pro tested Mrs. Tatem after awhile. "That turkey's better than the one your pa bought from old Deacon Pepper for our silver wedding anniversary. That wias a delicious turkey. Old Deacon Pepper always did have flue turkeys. When Sadie Denton was here yester day she told me that young Deacon Pepper has raised and sold a tilne flock. They said he made $75 clear off the whole lot." "Yes," murmured Em. "I never hear you speak of Ned Pep per, Em." "No, ma." Mrs. Tatem looked shrewdly at her daughter. It was somethlilg of a shock to her to discover that Em looked sick. "Like enough she's worked herself to death sewIng for Mrs. Meek, so's she could buy the turkey." she told her self remorsefully. "There, Ei," she said cheerfully, "that's the best Thanksgiving dinner I ever ate in my life!" Whilo her mother was taking her aft er dinner nap Eiii cleared away the dinner dishes and afterward went up the hill to the locust grove. She was heartsick and wearyand she threw her Aelf down on the 10dead leaves anud. put ting her hands to her face. sobbed softly. From the Pepper homestead caie strains of music. There was the sound of laughter and presently a man's voice MI want to tell you somothing, Deacon Pepper." sInging "Annie Laurie." Long years ago young D)eacon Pepper-Nedi Pepper --had( sungl that song to IEm Tatem, but1 she had( beeni shy and1( cold, and1( some how Ned had felt rebuffed and1( drifted away to singe hIs wings at othier flames. "I wonder what he would say if he knew i was a thief, anid I've got to tell him," wvhispered Em to herself. A step soun~ded oni the frozenz ground and a big bronzed mnan with trouled gray eyes lea n-ed ov'er the fence and looked dlown ait poor 10m Taitemi. "Em," lhe venitured aftter awhile. Em jutnplled up, her blue1 eyes drown ed in tears. "Ned-Ned. 'Ppper!" shle cried in a frightenled tone. Th'len, sud denly recovering herself, shle said in a frozen voie:~ "I want to tell you somethIng, D~ea con Pepper-nio-no-pease don't in terrup~t 1me. You mlissed your big tur key, didn't you?" 'fHe nodded. "It dilsapp~eared1." "You dIon't know where it wenti" she declared tragically. "Oh, but I did, Em," lhe corrected her. "I stole it, 'and I came up here to confess to you" "You needn't say a word( unless you want to, Em," he inlterrupted1 <uickly. "I happened to be upl r'epair-ing the arm On the wviInmiill ad I had my fildh glasses along. I always like to glimpse' theo distant viewv whlen I'm up) 00 tile tower, and I happened to be looking tihroulgh the glasses whlen-whenl thle turkeys-went up to you-and tile gob. tiler didn't coyne back again; so I knew that you hand it, Em, and( I guessed you needed it hadly; so thle instant yeou took him I made you a presenlt of' hlin; so he was yours' after aIlh" Em poured out tile story of the dle layed dividlends and of their pinching poverty anid ho6w she hlad stoleni the turkey feor her mother. "I couldn't touch a morsel of it," sh10 shuddered. Ned lIstened antd offer'ed to wvrite to the gas compnyn cnnrnine her, rnot. or's sto1k. 10 was a director In the* bonaldsville bank, and his name would give weight to the inquiry. "You are too good to me," faltered Em, looking very pretty and animated with the 1)1iIk1 iII her thin cheeks. "I couldn1't be too good to you, Em my." he stid soberly, his eyes fixed on tle distant lorizon. "If I'd had my way Pears ago all that I had would be yours. I wish you had cared enough." "Ned." she protested in a frightened tone, "I did care-always. I thought you didi't." Ned's eys 1lashed dangerously. "Then-he-lied!" he growled. And at the wonderiment in her eyes he add ed, "Soie one who is dead now told the that you coldn't care for me, and 1-fool-belleved!" There was a long silence. Ned star ed straight ahead. Em's careworn face had lost Its anxious lines. "Et." he pleaded, "it isn't too late now, is It?" "It's niever to lato to be happyl" she whispered softly. Mrs. Tatem is niever tired of telling tliat the bi1g bronze turkey was Deacon l'epper's eingagement present to Em my. And -i;mmy and ler husband al ways exchange understanding siles. (ross lljI at. Winthrop. Illanclie Pinson. '07, and Kato Man leiin, '07, ate niow residents of Cross Hll. lilanche is teaching while Kate has added "I lanna" to hot' nameo, and Is practicing Domestic Science. This is Ilie way it hapopned that Kate is nio long-er Mliss Maniheim. Oncee dur lNg her College life, of the time of the CIIistlias holidays, she visited Bi'lnche. The two girls, one cold af ternooni, iduilged hi a horse-back ride over the iighboring hills. Suddenly Kate's steed beeamiie frightened and she was unable to iiianage hiii. As is ever the cae1t, a hero appeared upon the scene. His name was Lewis IHanna. Mtr. ilanna rescued the girl froim ier perilous situation-and, incidentally from the life of a teacher.-Winthrop Weekly News. GE'T 1111) OF TIIIOSE POISONS IN YOURit SYSTIEM1! You will 1111d Dr. King's New Life Pills a Imost satisfactory laxative in releasing the poisons from yotr sys Ivem. Accliuuated wasl1to and poisons caitSe 1iaif 'old ailI ments untless Ie leased. Dizziess, spots before the eyes, blalkness anid a mitiscrabie feel ing; genaerally are init(cations thatL yout nieed Dr. King's New Life Pills. Take t dose tonight 111d yout will experi en1ce grateftil rieI' by morning. 25c. BOO(Elt T. W.ASHiNGTON DEA). .s Eduentor, Lectiurer andll] A utlthor lie Woi liespect of Soitlerin White People. Titskegee, Ala., Nov. 1 i.-nookcer T. Washiigton, negro euilcatIor, leteurer, autlior and recognuized leader of his race In Amlterica, die(d at his hiome here early today, foiu r hourn's after his ar rival froiom New York. Dr. Washinttgton had Iot beell in good health for several months and siffered a nervous breakdlown in New York last week. lie had gone there to at lend (te anal Ieetilig of the Amiterleian .Missionary associatioti and lie Nationial Cioference of Congrega -lonal 11 Cimrhes. I lie dhIl nOt reOslonid to treat mteat at a hospital1 in New Yot'k anid deeldedl to 'omle hack here. Ile had often said t hat his work had bieen amiontg Southernot negrotes, that he was a Souttherin negro'( and1 that it. was htis wIsh to lIve, die anid be burtied In Ithe S'outhL. 110 letft New~1 Y'ork Fr'iday a f tero tion. The trilp sented to sayp hiIs remitaitninag eniergy anad Ito died q inietly3 soon1 1 a'ter r'ea('hinlg his home. 1(y hiis wrtin gs, 1octur tes antd act ivi ties in bui1(lig u1p Tuskegee Iist itulto Dr1. Washington tot' thle past 25 years had comm1andelild the atltnt and confldenco of leadinig men in nmany walks of lIfe int the South and1( North. It htas beeni sald that his work of bet terinig the negro race mor'e neatly fit sentLIiment. expressed in differ'ent par'ts of' the country'3 than any other' man in terecsted in suchl wor'k. A ClHILD HATES OIL, CALOMEL, PILES FOR LIVER AND BOWELS t,'I e "A(AlIforntia Syruptl of FIgs'" If ('ross, silek, feierlssh, conist I pated. Look bac1k at y'ourt childhood days. Remi~ilebe the '"dose" miother' inisisted 0on-castor' oil, calomnel, calthartics. Iliow you hlatedl thiem, howv you fought agaInst taking thema. WithI oiur children it's t fferecnt. Mloes wh'lo cling to the elk formit of physsic simtply dlon't reallzo htat they (do. ''Te chlildreni's rev'olt Is well founded. 'Teir tendi litt "'insides"' If yourt chtildl's stat ne , liver' anid howels need cleanising e only (loll clous "ClifornIAl Syt iof Figs''. Its ;ietion) is posItive, buit entle. AlIlIIlionis or 1m101hers keep Itis htarmtless " frult laxative'' handy;' they kniow chtildr'en love to take it; that it never falls to elea n the liverci and bowvels and sweeten Sthe stomach, andl that a teasp~oonfll givent today saves a sick chtild Icemor row. Ask your' dr1ugglst for a 50-cent bot il of "Califor'nla Sytrup of FIgs," whicht has full idirections for' babIes, cildren of all ages and for grown-ups llaintly pu each bottle. fleware of counlte'rfelts sold hoere. See that, It is madchey "Califori'ta F'ig SyrupI .Comi ipany." Reofuso any other kind with COnltern t. GIREENVI (INCORP4 DEPARTMET Prepare for ' Thanksgiving Day is close at hand. to be well dressed on that important fes chase wearing apparel and dry goods ol prices await you at this store. ONE P1 but that price is always a low one. Cor see us. A SALE OF . VALUES o'li oute, RUN AS d HIGH AS $32.50 nize i Thanksgiving Linens. Our. showing of table lintenis is very (olln 'plete and ourt prices are .hased onl close .huying and sma1ll profits. '72-inch ilOMPRTEI) A,\E A MASK in 12 hnIsom( (1 n . . .59 72-inch AI bb IbINEN TAB LE DA MASK. bull bleach, heavy quality 1.25 '72-inch IR1811 _I INEN DAMASK, extra heavy, full bleach, 6 good de sign s .... .... .............. 1.50 70-ineh A L IJCJI*\T1, N IIA 'N DAMASK, silver bleach ...... . ....89 !9-inch A LI IN EN NAPKINS, per dozell .... .. . . . . . .. 2.50 22-inclh A bb LINEN NAP KINS, ex tra hearv,, good patlerns, dozen. . 3.00 } To the Parents i Educate their CI All true fathers a to give their chil few can spa re ti comes. To-day il plan ning and th is to invest a sm 'The Home Buildiji And soon you w sary to give you asset,-==Educatic *PAY IN ONE DOLLAR EACH MONTH, FOR 7 6 WE GIVE YOU BA C EACH MONTH ANDY An Easy Way to Though every nm are able to pur Building and Lo problem. For ft C. Hi. Roper at E~ Home Buildi . ASSOC E.P. MINTER, - President. LLE S.C. )RATED) q STORE. 'hanksgiving And who is there that does not like tival? Splendid opportunities to pur all kinds at unusually advantageous UCE TO ALL is our invariable rule, ne to Greenville this week. Come and 'UITS AT $25 have gone through our entire stock gh-girade suits and carefully picked :e one that could possil)ly be sold at poderate pri ce. The showing is in excellent. All this season's best N elvets, broadcloths, gabardincs, unong the fabrics. Fur trinmnings, 11ry brail and buttons are skillfully >yed. They are truly BARGAIN 'S in every sense of the teri. Your 4 here. Dresses and Coats. Dresses for any occasion and at any price is our11 boast. From neat and ser viveable dresses at $5.98 i) to handsome reception gowns at $40.00, each dress is a miiodel of' its kind. Combination dresses in silk, cha rmiieuse, chilfoni and serge may be haid in wide assortment. EVENING (lOW NS made from the daintiest fabrics m1iay be had as low as $15 and as high as r purse will allow. Coal. weather is close at hand. We have them inl all styles and lengths from $8.50 uip. llandsome PLUSH COATS at $30.00 and $40.00.. vho desire to -ildren in College md mothers are anxious d a good education but e money when the time ; the proper time to begin e easiest and surest way all sum each month in tg and Loan Assn. ill have the money neces ir child that admirable mn. N9W A f A DOLLAR OMONTHS AND 00.00: OR $5.00 GTBACK $500.00. own a Home an desires a home, few chase one. The Home an Association solves that irther particulars see Mr. nterprise National Bank. ng and Loan> IATION C. H. ROPER, Sec. and Treas.