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And soft wind*
Somr amorous Troth pound ^ (
To Chloe throi^ th* a
Or beaux and beUee U 1
In some well lit peffloaT
Trod graoefui I"
Or floured thiea
So
1‘Ur fitful
As, with a smile ant
I clow the book u
I dan bo* loach ito
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Itxitowed by assort
Aodwoloee
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tU; su»<!.fts
in days when i t was liud-
I want to knov,’ what th. ro is
n that is so obnoxious tc
Ranch—that's what you call
I believer
“That’s what—it is called.”
“Well, here! I've no intention of in
truding where we’re not wanted. I sim
ply didn’t suppose Unit on the broad
prairies of the west there was such a
place aa a ranch where one of my cloth
was unwelcome. I am Mr. Periy, of the
—th cavalry, and I’m bouud to say I’d
like to know what you people have
against us. Are you the proprietor?”
*Tm not. I'm only an employe.”
“Who is the owner?"
“He’s not here now."
“Who is here who can explain the
! situation?"
“Oh, as to that, I fancy I can do it as
well as anybody. It is simply because
we have to do pretty much as you fel-
; lows—obey orders. The owner's* orders
are not aimed at you anymore than any-
, body else. He simply wants to be let
alone. He bought this tract and settled
here because ho wanted a place where
things Ids own way—see
he sent for and nobody
* W fio can it bel cnes the i
toay be u
so excited , ^
keep that whole place inclosed in a wire
fence, and he had evidently come out of
the north gate, 1 was struck by the
sight of the hoof prints; they were per
fectly fresh there on the trail, and plain
as day. There’s no mistaking the shoe,
you know. By the way, he rode up to
the fort, and probably entered at your
side of the garrison; did you Me him?” Paulino laughed at the recollection,
‘No, sir, and, except for breakfast— ; ton but. as the knocking continued,
just after reveille—I have been at stables j s h^ looked appealingly at the old ser-
... stricken ton
ain't done had none in ’bout
sons now Do lust was de
what corned and wanted to buy
o’ yer itunlie’a brick bats, and you
know. Miss I’Teen, what happened
den.” (’higo’s ample sides shook as
seamoor
relic of
she spoke, “laws-a-merj^r, how Miss they met.
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little pretty roou
cupy, and iu the
^gracefully assisted A __
remember the delightful day when”l
Virginia did queen dat
mn out of this mansion.
iposui pus
BUG
In fact, these two young people, by
some strange and singular fatality^!'
that very night wandered off togetlioMM
up and down the irretty small garden,
wV* I “
?? Genuine
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; he could have
l people whom
A Story
of Americaa
Life.
Frontier
By Oapt, OHABLES IINQ, U. & A.,
Author of "The Colonel't Daughter" "From
the Ranke," "The Demrter," Etc.
OopyriKlilo* 1H88 by J. B. Uppincott Company,
Pbiladelpiil*, rod puWished by special arrange-
meat liireugb the Americaa Pres* Aseoclation.
'CHAPTER FV.
years
WE£T tempered a fel
f low m Hr. Perry con-
> feasedly was. Mtere was
tom*thing la the
r's conduct that
iMapres-
SOMS mount, his gsrb mi his gsnent
agpegrance, Perry set kbkl sacanggi down
a* eny -;«f the ^ngUskcnee residing aAthe
ranch. It was nut fear of arrest aid
capture tiia) sent him scowling away
across the prairie; it was deliberate in
tent to avoid, and this was, to Perry’s
thinking, tantamount to insult One
moment he gaxed after the retreating
form of the horseman, then clapped his
for^e cap firmly down upon his head,
shook free the rein and gave Nohm the
longed for word. Another instant, and
with set teeth and blazing, angry eyes
he was thundering at headlong speed,
swooping down upon the unconscious
stranger in pursuit Before that sun
burned, curly haired, bulkily framed
young man had the faintest idea of what
waS impending, Mr. Perry was reining
In his snorting steed alongside and cut
tingly accosting him:
“I beg your pardon, my good sir, bu»
may I ask what you mean by trotting
away when it must have been evident
that I Wanted to speak with you?”
The stranger turned slightly and coolly
eyed the flushed and indignant cavalry
man. They were trotting side by side
now, Nolan plunging excitedly, but the
English hone maintaining his sven
stride; and stronger contrast of type And
style ene could scarcely hops tc fint. In
rough tweed shooting jacket and cflp,
brown Bedford cords fitting snu£y at
the knee but flappingjike shapeless bags
there aloft to the #aish in heavy
^jfiBMr gaiters and equally heftry leather
^OVee, the stocky figure of the English
man had nothin# of grace or elegance,
but was sturdy, strong, and full of that
burly self reliance which is so oharac-
tereetie of the race. Above his broad,
stooping shoulders were a bull neck, red
dened by the sun, a crop of close curl
ing, light brown hair, A tanned and
honest face lighted up by fearless gray
eyes end shaded by a thick and curling
beard of Hghter hue than the hair of his
massivt head.
He rode with the careless case and su
preme confidence of the skilled horse
man, but with that angularity of foot
and elbow, that roundness of back and
bunching ef shoulders, that incessant
rise and fuR with every beat of his
hores's powerful haunch, that the effect
Was that of nslther security nor repose.
His saddle, toe, wae the long, flat seated,
Australian model, pig skin, with huge
rounded leathern cushions oiroling in
front and over the knees, adding to the
cumbrouenees of his equipment and in
no wtss to the comfort) but his bit and
onrh chain were of burnished steel,
gleaming as though fteeh from the hands
of some incomparable English groom,
and the russet reins were soft and plia
ble, telling of excellent stable manage
ment and discipline. Perry couldn’t
help admiring that bridle, even in his
temporary fit of indignation.
As for him—tall, slender, elegantly
made, slothed In the accurately fitting
undress “blouse” of the army and in rid
ing breeches that displayed to best ad
vantage the superb molding of his pow
erful thighs, sitting like centaur well
down in the saddle, his feet and lower
legs, cased In natty riding boots, swing*
ing oIom in behind the gleaming shoul
ders of his steed, erect as on panda, yet
swaying with every motion of his hone,
graoefui, gallant, and to the full as po
erful as his burly companion, the advan-
in appearance was all on Perry’s
and was heightened by Nolan’s
spirited action and martial trapping*.
Perry wa* an exquisite in his soldier
taste, and never, except on actual cam
paign, rode his troop hone without his
broideted saddle cloth and gloaming
bosses. All this, and more, the English
man seemed quietly noting as, finally,
without the faintest trace of
with even a suspicion of humor
ling about the corners of his mouth, he
replied:
"A fellow may do m he likes when
i own bailiwick, I suppose.”
I the same, wherever I’ve been,
aia, men meet
l they happen to bs res
sieves. What's more,
regiment just arrived
• Missouri down, there
our trail where we
else. Every man in his employ is ex-
ted to stick to the ranch so long as
is on the pay roll, and to carry out
his instructions. If be can’t, he may
go-”
“And your instructions are to prevent
people getting into the ranch?”
“Oh, hardly that, you know. We don’t
interfere. There’s never any one to come,
as a rule, and, when they do, the fence
seems to be sufficient."
“Amply, I should sayj and yet were I
to tell you that I had business with the
proprietor and needed to ride np to the
ranch, you would open the gate yonder,
I suppose?”
“No; I would tell you that the owner
was away, and that in his absence I
transacted all business for him.”
“Well, thank you for the information
given me at -all events. May I ask the
name of your misanthropical boss? You
might tell him I called.”
“Several officers called three
ago, but he liegged to be ?xcuBed.’
“And whht is the name?"
“Mr. Maitland—is what he is called."
“All right Possibly the time may
come when Mr. Maitland will bo as
anxious to have the cavalry around him
as he is now to keep it away. But If
you ever feel like coming up to the fort,
just ride in and ask for me.”
“1 feel like it a dozen times a week,
yon know; but a man mustn’t quarrel
with his bread and butter. I met one of
your fellows once on a hunt after strayed
mules, and he asked me in, but I couldn’t
go. Sorry, you know, and all that, but
the owner won’t have it.”
“Well, then there’s nothing to do for
it but say good day to you. I’m going
back. Possibly TO see some of your
people up at Rossiter when they come to
get a horse shod.”
A horse shod! Why, man alive, we
shoe all our horses herel”
Well, that fellow who rode out of
your north gate and went up towards the
fort about an hour or so ago had his
horse shod at a cavalry forge, or I’m a
duffer."
A quick change came over the En
glishman’s face; a flush ef surprise and
anger shot up to his forehead; he
wheeled about and gazed eagerly, lower-
ingly, back towards the far away build
ings.
How do you know there was—
What fellow did you see?” be sharply
asked.
Oh, I don't know who he was,” an
swered Perry, coolly. “He avoided me
just as pointedly as you did—galloped
across the Monee and out on the prairie
to dodge me; but he came out of that
gate on the stream, locked it after him,
and went on up to the fort, and his horse
had cavalry shoes. Good day to you,
my Britannio friend. Conse and see us
when you get tired of prtoon life. ” And,
with a grin, Mr. Perry turned and rode
rapidly away, leaving ftie other horse
man In a brown study.
Once fairly across the Monee he am
bled placidly along, thinking of the odd
situation of affair* at thi* great prairie
reservation, and almoet regretting that
he had paid the ranch the honor of a
call. Reaching the point where the
wagon tracks crossed the stream to the
gatevfty In the boundary fence, he
reined in Nolan and looked through a
vista in the cottonwoods. There was the
Englishman, dismounted, stooping over
the ground and evidently examining
the hoof prints at the gate. Perry
chuckled at the sight, then whistling
for Bruce, who had strayed off through
the timber, he resumed his jaunty way
to the post
In the events of the morning there
were several things to g'fve him abun
dant cause for thought, if not for lively
curiosity, but he had not yet reached
the sum total of surprises in store for
him. He was still two miles out from
the fort, and riding slowly along the
bottom, when he became aware of a
trooper coining towards him on the trail.
The sunbeams were glinting on the pol
ished ornaments of his forage cap and
on the bright yellow chevrons of his
snugly fitting blouse. Tall and slender
and erect was the coming horseman, a
model of soldierly grace and carriage,
and as he drew nearer and his hand
went up to the cap visor in salute a
gesture from his young superior brought
an instant pressure on the rein, and
bone and man became an animated
statue. It was a wonderfully sudden
yet easy check of a steed In rapid mo
tion, and Mr. Perry, a capital rider him
self, could not withhold hi* admiration.
“Where did you learn that sudden
halt, sergeant?” he asked. “I never saw
anything so quick except the Mexican
training; but that strains a horse and
throws him on his haunches.”
all the morning. I was there when the
lieutenant got his horse.”
“Yes, I remember. Then no one rode
in from the valley?”
“No civilian—no ranchman, sir. The
only horsemen I’ve seen were some
Cheyenne scouts during the last two
hours, and Dr. Quin—just before sick
call”
“Dr. Quin!—the piist siugeon! Are
you sure, sergeant?"
“Certainly, sir The doctor rode into
the post just about an (tour after the lieu
tenant left—coining up the valley too.
He went right around to his own stable,
over towards the hospital."
A look of amaze and stupefaction was
settling on Perry’s face. Now for the
first time he recalled Mrs. Lawrence’s
intimations with regard to the doctor
and his connection with the signal lights
Now for the first time it occurred to him
that the secret of those cavalry hoof
prints at the gate was that no ranchman,
but an officer of the garrison, had been
the means of leaving them there. Now
for the first time it flashed upon him that
the Englishman’s astonishment and con
cern on hearing of tboee hoof tracks in
dicated that the story of a mystery at
Dunraven in which the doctor was con
nected amounted to something more
than garrison rumor. Now for the first
time an explanation occurred to him of
the singular conduct of the horseman
who had dodged him by crossing the
Monee. Never in his young life had be
known the hour when he was ashamed
or afraid to look any man in the eye. It
stung him to think that here at Rossiter,
wearing the uniform of an honorable
profession, enjoying the trust and con
fidence of all his fellows, was a man
who had some secret enterprise of which
he dared not speak and of whose discov
ery he stood in dread. There could be
little doubt that the elusive stranger was
Dr. Quin, and that there was grave rea
son for the rumors of which Mrs. Law
rence had vaguely told him.
For a moment he sat, dazed and irreso
lute, Nolan impatiently pawing the turf
the while; then, far across the prairie
and down the valley there came floating,
quick and spirited, though faint with
distance, the notes of the cavalry trum-
S :t sounding “right, front into line.”
e looked up, startled.
“They’re out at battalion drill, sir,"
said the sergeant. “They marched out
just as I left the stables.”
“Just my infernal luck again!” gasped
Perry, as he struck spur to Nolan and
sent him tearing up the slope; “I might
have known I’d miss it!”
vant, nnd then at her own stained,
moist hands.
“For sho’, Miss P’leen," exclaimed
Chloe, “1 ain’t no how representin' de
Weymouths in dis yero frock; could
you, Miss P’loeu? Just screw up a lit
tle courage. Don’t look so frighted,
honey; mint nothin’, nohow. Jes’
you go on an' I’ll be u-spyin' to see ef
any one’s rude to yer.”
Miss Brantleign wasted no more
time, but, leaving the worthy Chloe
still brandishing the paste brush above
the pots that the porter was to call for
at 3 o'clock precisely, to semi by ex
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(To be continued.)
A RING OF FATE.
Irritability,
mor twink-
“It is not uncommon abroad, sir,” was
the quiet answer. “I saw it first in the
English cavalry; and it is easy to teach
the horse.”
“I must get you to show me the knack
some day. Fv* noticed it two or three
times, and would lib# to learn it What
I stopped you for is this: You’ve been
stable sergeant ever since we got here,
have you not?”
“Yes, air.*
“Then if anybody besides members of
the troop had hones shod at our forge
you would be pretty apt te know it?"
“I know that no one has, sbr.” And a
flush was rising to the young sergeant’s
(toe and a pained look hovering about
Us bright blue eyes. Yet bis manner
was self restrained and full of respect
“Don’t think Tm intimating anything
to the contrary, Sergt Gwynne. No
soldier In the regiment more entirely
holds the confidence of his captain—of
all the officers-than you. I was not
thinking of that But somebody down
there at that Mg ranch below us has had
his horse shod by a cavalry farrier—it
may have been done while the Eleventh
were here—and, while I knew you would
not allow it at our forge, I thought it
possible that II mM# be dons in your
There stands in Charleston an old,
rambling stone mansion, a quaint and
curious antique homestead, whose jut
ting gabies and peeping oriels peer out
from amid the luxuriant creepers, and
where a certain solemnity reigns from
year’s eqd to year's end—a solemnity
as to the old fashioned gardens with
the octagon grass plots and the mossy
dial ; as to sleepy birds that twitter and
whisper about the eaves; os to the
lichen thatched steps, alasl so seldom
trodden nowaday#; and as to the old,
big, brass knocker with it# inhuman
dolphin munchinf his own tail; and
as to the great shadows of the trees,
that make of the whole place a gloom
with but little chance for sunshine to
penetrate.
Such is the ancient “Weymouth
mansion,” forbidding, stern, with cur
tained windows and smokeless chim
neys. But behind all this seriousness
there is the smile of youth and the
cheerincss of life; in the “back kitch
en," a low little building connected
with the main house by a short cov
ered gallery, a great wood fire burns
brighuy on the hearth, and the two
long deal tables are covered with rows
of small stone pots of an equal size; a
huge aorcelain lined caldron steams
upon tnc crane above the blaze, and it
is presided over by a# dbon goddess of
ample proportions and jolly aspect,
whilst a fairer Hebe, with a long ladle
in her small white hand, dances at
tendance betwixt the caldron and the
[X)tS.
"Dero now, Miss P’leen, dem
shrimps is just on do bile. Now,
honey, chile 1 just you begin wiv yer
ladle 1" ,
Miss "P’leen,” thus adjured, does be
gin, and presently another great cal
dron on the other table is full of the
pretty pink shrimp, and, ere they can
cool, Miss P’leen’s pretty pink liands
:t:v lifting them by handfuls, draining
.th-. m through her slender fingers, and
lil ing all the dozens of small linen
lags with them, giving the corners a
dexterous twist and popping each tiny
bag into its jar.
“Miss Car’lina and Miss Virginia
ought to see ’em, they ought 1 Bless
my soul, honey I ef I was white as dey
are, and bed ml de blood ob de Wey
mouths and do Myddletons and do
Brantleighs, too, a-racin’ thro’ my
veins, I’d like to take a look at dem
shrimps 1”
“Ah, Aunt Chloe,” responded the
fair young girl with a laugh, “Aunt
Carolina and Aunt Virginia are very
good, I am sure, to let me do up the
shrimps and sell them to the grocers
up country. I never could expect
them to look at such plebeian proceed
ings!” Pauline Brantleigh laughed
merrily as she drained off handful
after handful of the shrimps.
“To be shot” cried the old negress.
“Yet, Mi.^s PTeen, you knows that
Miss Car’lina and Miss Virginia won’t
link de money much ‘plebee’ preceed-
ins which you get from dem same
shrimp 1”
“Perhaps not,” assented the young
mistress, gayly filling her pots. “But
you must remember, Aunt Chloe, that
Aunt Carolina and Virginiarcan liv#
only in the past—before the war—the
splendid old days when Weymouth
house was the most hospitable roof in
Charleston, and where only grand
ladies in satins and velvets, and shin
ing with jewels sang and danced and
flirted in the great beautiful room."
“That’s so, Miss P’leen. Befo] de
warejaculated Aunt Chloe, musing
ly
you .
that Miss Florida’* babe’s
posin' pu.-.-.n" of four siai .-us ago, !
not having js chaps heard of her rout |
and discomfiture this fine, handsome
young gentleman expressed, in very
courteous terms, his ajkjlogics for in
truding, and the fact that ho had
“been advised to call and see if file
Misses Weymouth could be induced to
part with a few of their valuables:
that the fame of their collection of
bric-a-brac and old china was, as it
were, world wide, and that they would
perhaps not esteem it a dishonor to
oenefit the great public Bv allowing
themselves to be bereaved of a few
bits, for whatever consideration the
Misses Weymouth might see lit to
name—ahem 1”
Pauline listened to this in terror,
! for, by the time this speech was con
cluded, the handsome young orator
stood well within the sacred precincts
of the Weymouth mansion, and was
casting envious eyes at the rare treas
ures that, incrusted with the dust of
ages, were piled and heaped iu every
conceivable niche and corner of the
great wainscoted entrance hall.
Here, indeed, were (fathered the idols
of the Misses Wej'moutli, the lares and
penates of their spinster souls, sooner
than part with one morsel of which,
for filthy lucer, would they, half de
fiantly, half ignoringlv, allow plucky
little Pauline, their only niece, to eke
out a scanty sum by the potting of
shrimp; sooner than beliold one cup
of the famous Weymouth china quit
its proper shelf would they subsist on
hominy and pork, and whatever the
faithful Chloe and the provident little
Pauline could provide I
Yes, within the sanctuary stood the
would be despoiler, and even now, L
above, on the gallery. Miss Brantleigh
heard the patter #f Miss Virginia’s
cane and the muffled tones or Miss
Carolina’s autocratic voice I
With but little ceremony and in the
most dire alarm Pauline gave the
voung intruder to understand that the
Misses Wevmouth preferred death to
barter, and that were he discovered
his position would prove at least fatal
to his life. He received these admoni
tions with a becoming meekness, and
with a most respectfully tender glance
from a pair of remarkably handsome
eyes; and apologizing, with the air of
a courtier to a queen, tlioenemy bowed
himself out just as Miss Carolina was
iring to descend the staircase,
tiss Brantleigh rushed back to the
kitchen, to find Chloe seated, the pic-
bilsl Alice was similarly engaged
with a masculine companion, and
meantime Jenny played and sang
within. And. miraculous to relate,
Miss Pauline told unto Mr. Arthur
Seamoor many of the vicio-itudcs of
her life, includi:;;- the !<>:•.« f a certain
ring and its probable iruow'Oration in
somebody’s shrimp pio long weeks
since. In return for tbese confidences
Mr. Seamoor fad into Miss Brant- :
leigh’s witling cm.i t’.ie fact that he
was partu?r in a I ; - e importing house
in New York, doaloif; in objects of art,
bric-a-brac ami the like, and that in
the interests of Ids firm lie had von
tured on that hapless afternoon to t
storm the citadel of her virginal j
aunts.
It must furthermore bo recorded
that these mutual con.klences grew
apace, and that daily Miss Gmutleigb |
and Mr. Seanioor seemed to find an in
creasing fund of conversation and a
growing interest in each other’s so '
ciety.
Did Miss Brantleigh gather (lowers, |
Mr. Seamoor was sure she needed
manly assistance; did she walk, she
must require a protector; did sho sew, i
a holder of threads must needs bo at
hand; if she played and sung, some
one to turn the leaves; if she read,
some Vittontivo soul to listen to the
sweet tones of her voice.
In reality he was tlio girl’s shadow,
and the climax v r, at last capped,
when, one r.fteri:. on late, Jenny
peeped into tho dining room and be
held Pauline making mayonnaise and
Arthur industriously holding the olive
oil cruet!
“No one can make ;,hrimp salad to
equal a southern girl I” lie exclaimed,
watching her turn out the contents of
a couple of the tiny linen bags into the
big bowl with its soft lining of fresh
lettuce leaves.
“Do you think so?” Paulino poured
in the savory dressing, garnished her
dish with slices of egg, stuck a sprig
of parsley in the center, and, shaking
her head at his proposal for “one turn
in the garden he fore supper,” laugh
ingly ran off to dress.
Jenny vowed afterward that she
saw—the recreant young spy!—Arthur
catch Paulino's hand ana press it to
his lips. Tat, then, girls have such
imaginations.
, However this may have been, it was
a very gay little party that sat down i
to Mrs. Bentley’s cozy tea table that
night, and every one seemed not onlv
to relish Jenny’s waffles, but especial
ly Pauline's shrimp salad.
“It is delicious, indeed I” Mr. Sea
moor ejaculated, as lie held his plate 1
toward the fair concoctor of the dish
for a second supply. “I never ate
In tlie following Goods :
Clothing, Overcoats, Hats, Caps. Buggy
Robes, Ladies’ Jerseys, Children’s
Blouses, Ladies’ Balmorals,
Valises, Trunks,
and^Boots.
-*?SHOES A SPMAWY.?*-
Call and prices will be given in Store that
will astonish you.
Respectfully,
January 16, 1890.
J. G. McCALL,
pittth of PitrltttQtmt,
HAS OPENBO A
SA.'viisra-s ejntt.
And from and after this daio will receive deposirs of One Dollar and
upwards, and pa> quarterly interest on the same, flt the rate of
five per cent, per hiiiiuui, under regulations to be made
known at the Batik. This is a favorable
opportunity for
Farmers,
Mechanics,
AND
Factory Operatives,
To save their earnings.
J. L. COKER, BRIGHT WILLIAMSON,
President. Cashier.
Darlington, S.C., June 18, 188‘J
Schedule of the Uvtsiille R. R.
Hartsvillb. B. C., Dec. * 9.
DAILY MIXED THAI
Leaves Hartsville, 7.1® A. M.
Leaves Jovann, 7.40 **
Arrive at Floyd’s, 8.05 M
Making connection with the South
bound passenger train on the Cheraw
& Darlington Railroad,
RETURNING.
Leave Floyd’s, 10.00 A. M •
Leave Jovann. 10.90 “
Arrive at Hartsville, 10.50 “
Tliis train waits two hoars, if necessa
ry, for the North bound freight train
on C. A. D. R. R.
J. L.
COKER.
President.
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FOR C. & D. AND C. ft 9. RAILROAD®
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C. & D. and 0. ft 8. RAILROADS, V
Charleston, S, C., May 12, 1889. J
Da and afUr Msy IX, the train, ee
ihese roads will run a* follows (Banda *x-
oepttd) every day:
down Txaiv.
Leave Wadesboro
Dennetts
Morven’s •••*•••••••••••••% eeee 6.86
McFarland • ■••••••• ••••••• eee* 6.60
LiG&vc Cheraw ••••••••• ••••e******e#e**7«30
Cash’ 8 #•••**•## •***e#*7* 46
Society Hitt 8.08
Dove’s 8-22
Darlington 8.42
Palmette 8 66
Arrive at Florence • ••*•• *•••*• #•*#*• 9 16
Or TEAM.
Leave Florenoe 8.10
r m
Clerks,
Laborers,
Palmetto
Darlington
8 26
8.86
Society Hill
9.12
Cash’s
9 17
LeaveCheraw
9.43 P M
McFarlan
10.08
Morvcn’e
10.20
Bennett’s
10.86
Lake Wadesboro....
-.11.00
Freight Train
going up.
Leave Florence
7.00 n m
Arrive Darlington
T 46 a a
Freight going down
Arrive Darlington
8.00 p m
Leave Darlington
3.60 p a
Arrive Florence
4.10 p a
A. F. RAVENEL, Pre*.
Q H Master Transportation.
KTEW SOHEETTXjE
ORTHEASTERN RAILROAD.
Obarliston, S. C., May 12, 1889.
N
turo of good humored somnolence, bo- r,.,,,.,.
ciaimeu jenny.
anything half so’
At this juncture Mr. Seamoor eame
to a sudden pause, and all the eyes
about the table were turned *pon uis
plate. There lay, amid the famous
mayonnaise, a small, heavily chased
gold ring!
Paulino gave a curious start—per
haps sho recognized th# little circlet I
—but Mr. Seamoor, with inimitable
sang froid, merely dropped the ring
into his finger bowl, And presently,
taking it on his napkin, began a criti
cal examination of his treasure trove.
The others, being in ignorance of
Miss Brantleigh’s loss, as they were of
her first meeting with Mr. Seamoor,
saw no connection between their cous
in's temporary embarrassment and
flicir other cousin’s luck.
“Let me see it, Arthur,” caiod Alice,
extending her hand. “Is it engraved?”
"Are there initials inside?” ex-
J UST RECEIVED
A Large Supply of the Latest Improvement on the Celebrated
Golden Rye Whiskey Drops,
DIAMOND DROPS,
TLX.
Sole A^ent.
On and after this date the following
schedule will be run :
GOING SOUTH.
No. 27, Dhily.
i Leave Florence
•1 85 a a
Leavo Kingstrce
2 29 a m
Arrive Lanes
2 50 a m
Leave Lanes
2 60 a m
Arrive Charleston
• 00am
No. 28, Daily.
Leave Florence
•9 30 a m
Leave Kingstreo
10 66 an
Arrive h*ues
11 20 at
Leave Lanes
n 30* *
, Arrive Charleston
1 80ea
Mo 68.
i Leave Lanes
•7 60 P. M.
Arrive Charleston
• 80 p. a.
Train No. 63 take* No. 68 South of Lane*
Train on C & D HR conn
ft* et Bier-
fore her own fireside. The shrimp
jone—it was long past 3 o’clock!
r I" quote
to word,
■ Laws-a-mercy, honey l data fore
was done horned—and to think
Miss Florida’! baby’s a-pottin’
•hrimp for a livin, in dis yero ole
smoky hole I”
•‘She’s very happy at It, Aunty.
Hark I"
“Laws-a-saeroyr Chloe drops the
paste brush which she has been wield
ing on the freshly filleu pots, and Misa
Brantleigh lets fall, tfith a tremor, the
handful of shrimp.
“Its de knocker, sho’ as yo’ live, Miss
pleenl and it ain’t knocked in’bout
two year*—not sense Miss Virgin*
as brunged home m dat barrow by
> man what foun’ her oosenalble up
It never leaves this finger!
Mr. Seamoor, suiting action
“until I find the owner.”
“Oh. there are initials!" laughed
Alice. “How romantic! Perhaps not
a lady's though!”
"But they arc, I am sure they are!”
Mr. Seamoor says, gazing tenderly at
his new adornment
“What are they? Come, Arthur,
tell!” pleads Jenny, excitedly.
“Never!”
“Perhaps sho’ll prove to bo your
fate,” Alice laughs, merrily.
“Indeed she shall, if I caa but per
suade her that I am hersl" s
“What an adventure!” eries Jenn
. , , and in the midst of this jocular!
wrested p au ]i lie ’ g blushes go down unheedi
Tea is over; the fragments of the
shrimp salad have long since mys-
I teriously disappeared, beneath Sam’s
fostering care, in the regions of the
kitchen; Jenny is playing some soft
air for her father in tbo parlor; Alice
has run into a neighbor’s to borrow a
pattern, and Pauline and Arthur Sea
moor have been pacing up and down
the little garden, “in the dark and in
the dew,” for quite long time now.
“Darling,” whispers the young fel
low, all his soul in his voice, “can I
not persuade you that I am your fate?
May I keep this little ring that ‘Fate’
has given to me, and^jn its stead be
stow upon you a—wedding—ring—
Pauline?”
were gone—it was long past 3 o c
—and all the debris of shells and
pots, caldrons and ladles had
removed.
Paulino looked down at her hands.
What ? Her ring was gone! Her one
sole bit of finery! Her solitary orna
ment, the heavy chased golden band
that a certain great-grandmother, also
a “Pauline W. Brantleigh,” hod worn,
and whose initials were insidd of the
circlet1
Where was it! The interloper—
could ho have been a thief? Then
Pauline laughed as she remembered
that the unfortunate young man had
not taken her hand, and in no other
way could he possibly have
her treasure from her.
Aunt Chloe was summarily-a waken
cd.
“Oh. Miss P’leen I” cried she, mourn
fully, *‘it has been dem shrimps! Yes,
honey, when you was a-siftin’ of that
last batch thro’ yer fingers, that splen
did ring has ies’ gone in with dem
shell fishes, ana, laws-a-mercy, honey!
dey’s all gone, shrimps and ring and
everything, up country to dem hill
folks. Laws-a-mercy 1”
Chloe could say no more. “Laws-a-
mercy" was expected and intended to
express every possible lamentation
and its corresponding consolation in
the entire gamut of woo and despair.
Pauline wept and wondered; con
signed the young vandal, whom she What Pauline replied it is not the
considered the author of her loss, to province of this narrative to reveal,
unknown and terrible regions; she k uti suffice it to say that Arthur was
searched and sought, and at last re- overheard by Miss Jenny—now hav-
lapsed into stony silence. The ring ing lal ] cd lier father to ,l um bers, and
was gone, of that she was sure, ami bavin? meandered out on the nnrch—
what mattered “how” or “where 1
A couple of months later an event
occurred in the Weymouth stagna
tion. Miss Brantleigh was invited on
a visit to some distant relatives at
Mr. S. Manne proposes to sustain to the fullest extent the
business recently conducted by his father, and to this end so
licits a continuance of the patronage which has heretofore
been accorded the firm.
Jan. 30, 1890.
Lewenthal & Hennig,
ence with No 23 Train
GOING NORTH,
No, 7|, Daily,
DEALERS
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Farmers’ Alliance Rye Whiskey.
GROCERIES, WINES, LIQUORS AND CIGARS.
Corner Pearle Street and Court House Square,
• DARLINGTON, S. C.
December 19, 1889—3m
Read these Prices.
Call at
Leave Charleston
Arrive Lanes
Leave Lanes
Leave Kiugstree
Arrive Florenoe
•12 26 a a
3 45 a m
2 60 a a
8 10am
4 20 a a
No. 14,
Leavo Coarleslon
Arrive Lanes
Leave Lanes
Leave Kingstrce
Arrive Florenoe
•4 30 p a
6 28 p a
6 28 p a
6 46 pa
7 66 p m
v No. 62. Daily.
Leave Charleston ,
Arrive Lane*
7 *0 a a
9 10 a a
• Daily, f Daily except Sun
Train No. 52 tikes No. 62 North
Lane*
Train No, 14 connect* *t Pier
With
Train on C ft D R R for Cheraw .,ra®
Wadesboro, N. 0.
Nos 62 run* through to Columbia
via Central U R of S C.
No*. 78 and 14 run aolid to Wilmington,
N. C., making clo*« oonnaotion with w. ft
W R R for all point* north.
•J R. KENLY, J, t. Divisn,
SupL Tran*. Gen’l Say’t.
T. M. Emcumk, Gen’l Pm*. A0.
fflUI.NCTON CQLCIBIA AM iCIWU KAILMi
May 12, 1888.
GOING SOUTH
No. 23.
M , a small town in the interior of
the state. It was not until much had
been undergone In the way of rav
ings from Miss Carolina over the de
generacy of the modern damsel in de
siring to visit, and in the form of sar
castic inquiry from Miss Virginia as
to the probable wardrobe of her niece,
that Pauline finally set forth. It was
true that she had but few gowns, and
fewer laces and ribbons, but the
friends she went to were but little bet
ter off than she herself, and she had,
therefore, the sweet beautiflers of a
contented spirit and a happy anticipa
tion. Her charms were, too, per
chance, brightened by the color that
came and went on her round checks,
as she sat in the old fashioned, lum
bering coach, and read over a certain
paragraph in Olive Bentley’s letter. It
ran thus: “Arthur Seamoor, our cous
in from New York, you know, is pay-
; ne has seen
having meandered out on the porch-
to state that “shrimp salad should
form the central dish on his wedding
| breakfast table, and that, in the midst
thereof, there should bo a ring of fate
instead of the customary cake," in
both of which assertions U is but fair
to chronicle that Miss Brantleigh sig
nified a most emphatic co-operation.
Maud Marigold in Pittsburg Bulletin.
your
he is
ing us a little visit
photo in Jenny’s album, and
crazy to meet you l”
Now, it must be borne in mind that
Pauline, although of the mature age
of 20, had held but little communica
tion with the opposite sex, and, with a
waywardness “unbecoming in her
gender,” Miss Virginia would have
said, she yearned for an opportunity
to overcome her deficiencies in this
respect. Here it was: she was hasten
ing toward it as fast as four horses
could carry her. Nay, she has attain
ed it, for at this moment the coach
with a j«rk before the Bent-
up
rthe.
tha
eame gallantly fir
sist her to aliwhi.
Con! kur llie» West I miles.
Tlio import of coal from the United
States to tlio port of Havana during 188S
is stated to have amounted to 07,647 tons
as against 53.355 tons in 1887. and that
from Great Britain to 50,378 as against
74,843 tons. Thus tlio American import
exceeded tlio average of the last ten
years, which is calculated at about 60,
000 tons, while the import from Great
Britain fell far short of its average of
80,000 tons. That a further alteration in
the refative proportions of the coal im
ports from Great Britain and the United
States may take place is not Improbable.
American sp< culators are arranging for
large shipment* of coal from tho Ala
bama mines ; > Cuba and other West In
dian islands. Should this enterprise
prove success ful, the effect on British
trade would be most unfavorable, as it
would obviously be difficult for British
exporters to compete with American* in
tho matter of freight*.—New York Com
mercial Advertiser.
a large
struck a
Vacillation on tho Leg.
A French practitioner, in tho courso of
of re vaccinations, wa*
with tho fact that tho operation
ire successful when performed
on tlte leg than when the arm was se
ll? cases tho percentage
45.45 on the leg, as com*
on tho arm.—Medical
1,000 yards assorted Worsteds at 10 cts, worth 20 to 40<jtSj
A full line Cashmeres at 12* and 15 cts. We are still run
ning our famous 25 cts. yard wide Cashmere in all shades
more popular than ever this season, 45-inch Henrietta at 50
cents. A large line of Black Goods consisting of Cashmeres,
Henriettas and Imported Reps from 15 to $1 per yard.
A well selected stock of Ladies’ and Misses’ Wraps consisting
of Jackets, Modjeskas and New Markets.
A specially large line of Staple Dry Goods, and Notions at
prices that move them rapidly.
SHOES.
Our line of Shoes is large and complete and well adapted to
the wants of the people. We continue to maintain
our reputation for selling solid goods.
Gents’ Furnishing Goods (
Our success in the Gents’ Furnishing Goods Department war
rant us in the belief that our Clothing and Hats
Men’s, Youths’ and Boys’ suit the people,
both as to quality and price.
We carry always in stock a full line of Hardware, Crockery,
Tin, Harness, &c.
GROCERIES.
The Grocery Department is large and kept well supplied, at
Rock-bottom prices.
hardware.
At the Hardware Store, Managed by J. H. Early, is kept
Stoves, Sewing Machines, Pumps; Gins, Belting Steam
Engines, Ac., in fact everything that comes
under the head of machinist’s supplies.
REPAIRING A SPECIALTY.
Leave Wilmington
Leave Marion
Arrive Florence
Leave Florence
Arrive Sumter
Letve Sumter
Arrive Columbia
Leave Wilmington
Leave Marion
Arrive Florence
Leave Sumter
Arrive Columbia
6(1.
No. 27
No 52
*6 35 pa
9 38 p ■
10 8# * ■
8.20 n e
4.40 n a
4 40 a ■
8. 18 n a
*10.10 p a
12.40 p a
1 30*m
flO 88 n a
11 66 pa
49 20 an
10 28 a m
Ckarl**l*n via
No 68
Leave Florence
Arrive Sumter
No 62 run* through from
Central R It.
Leaving Lane* 9 16 A I!., Manning 868
A M.
Train on C ft D R & eonneetant Flcr*nc«
«itb No 68,
GOING NORTH.
No 61
fcoave Columbia.
Arrive Sumter
Leave Sumter
Arrive Florence
78.
Leave Florence,
Leave Marion
Arm# at Wilmington,
Ne. 69
Leave Saater
Arrive Florenoe
Leave Colombia
Arrive Snater
No. 68,
No 14
Leavo Flortneo
Leave Marion
Arrive at Wilmington
*10 85 p n
II 68 p n
H 68 p m
116 a a
4 86 a a
5 20a a
8 88 a a
t® 87 p a
7 60 p a
*5 20p a
6 82 p a
*8 15 p a
8 59 p a
It 60pa
•Daily, fDaily oxoepl Sunday.
No 68 run* through to Charleotou, vin
Central R R, arriving Mnonlne? 04 P K
Lane* 7 42 P M. ChnrU ‘
No 69 oonuoolo at
train for Cborsir nnd Wadoohon’.
Nos 78 and 14 mak* clove i
Wilmington with W ft W RR for nil peinti
North.
Train on Floroneo R. R. loavo
daily except Snnday 4.40 P. M..
Rowland 7.00 P.
Rowland 6.80 A.
A. M.
Train o» Manol
leaves Sumter
A. M., arrive 1
turning
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October 31,1889