University of South Carolina Libraries
■PY w CoPYRIGHTEJ7- l8^i C>Y'_ O.PPPl-ETON & COi Pu3USHED-5Y-5PECI A>L •’aP.RAN&EME.NT^ViTH- TMCM' CHAPTER III—Continued. bo raying and without pausing tor a reply he at once led the way within, followed by Bruce and Cynthia. A wood tire burned upon the ample hearth, the leaping flames roaring and crackling up the great chimney and lighting up the dim interior with fantastic play of light and shadow. The room was bare and scantily furnished: the ceiling peaked, showing the joinings and rafters of the roof. In the center of the rough floor stood a long wooden table already set for the evening meal. A few poor prints, recklessly lavish in coloring and villain ously out of drawing, hung upon the walla A door at the opposite end of the room gave upeu the neighboring kitchen Thence proceeded the rattle of cooking utensils and a savory steam that ap pealed to the fatigued and hungry sportsman. A few minntes later Cyn thia appeared, accompanied by an old negress, turbaned and of middle age, who carried a large brown jug and a couple of glasses. This was tha ebony Amelia, the presiding genius of the mys- terions and appetizing realm she had just quitted. She handed a tumbler to Bruce us he stood with his back to the blazing hearth exhaling a cloud of steam in his efforts to act upon the old man’s advice, and throwing the jug over the hollow of her elbow by a dexterous movement of a black forefinger slipped through the han die stood ready to administer the liquid refreshment. "Say ‘when,’sab!” she directed, tilting the liquor at a rapid gate into the prof fered glass. •'When!" said Bruce hastily, glancing at Cynthia over his half filled tumbler. "Shol" laughed the ebony Amelia, chuckling and favoring the young man with a dazzling dental display in her amusement. “Dat ain’t a ‘marker’ fo’ a young chap wot’s jes’ be’n baptized! Heah, boss!” turning to old Dallas, who had been silently regarding Bruce and his protestations against her generosity, “show this gemman wot you 'lows to be de aberage Texas ‘rejubenator.’ Doy am no sca’city ob de article!” Alcides Dallas stole a quick glance at Cynthia as she sat between the two dogs dozing in the corner of the hearthstone, with one arm around the prostrate Au- lus and her eyes gazing into the blazing grate. Then he stumped eagerly for ward. : “My shoulder bein a leetle bad today whar I was throwed last spring at the ‘roundups,’ ” he remarked apologetic ally. his eyes still upon the silent Cyn thia, "and thet old centypede bite of five | year ago still a-goin fur me at times and 1 contributin to make life a weariness of the flesh, I reckon a small snifter taken under sich depressin sarcumstances might operate as a blessin in disguise.” He paused after this lengthy explana tion, put his tongue in his cheek and looked warily sround. There was a dead silence. Mr. Buck Jerrold, who had just entered stooping under a heavy load of wood, cist down his burden upon the blazing hearth amid a shower of sparks, and leaning against the chimney piece grinned incredulously as he listened to the old man’s catalogue of his infirm ities. Cy.'thia sat still between the dogs and said nothing. ••It's powerful sing’lar, Al," remarked Mr. Jerrold slowly, rubbing his bearded chin and pursing his lips, “how long it do take, natch’ally, to git thet thar centy pede pizen out’n a man's unfortunet sys tem when wunst he’s be'n bit. You don’t seem to hev no kind o’ success, al though you’ve be’n picklin 3’e’se’f off and on for it nigh onto five years. Thar's Jed Smalley, who allows taet he got out side o’ a clean gallon o' Jim Wily's rat pizen thet time he sot down on one durin shearin, an although thet’s 10 years ago, an he’s signed the pledge sence then, ho allows there’s days now when the old symptoms gets ahead o’ him, an he’s obliged to hobble his conscience an bike a drink or go clean crazy." ••Ami thet old centypede bite, of Jtvc year ago mill a-gcln fur me. at timet.” The old man turned, with his glass in his hand, and gazed doubtfully at Buck Jerrold, as if to fathom the sincerity of his remarks. “Thet’s so," ho said gravely. “Thar’s them ez believes ye never kin git over it! Thar’s them ez thinks it's jest flyin In the face of Providence to ever sign the pledge arter ye've once be’n bit. The train of infirmities and worryment thet an ablebodied centypede kin let loose furevermore on an unfortunet critter’s distracted inside is too harrowin f"r ar- gymint.” But here the humor of his reflections infected even his own sepulchral grav ity, and the corners of his mouth twitched; he turned his back on Cyn thia, permitted Amelia to fill his glass to the brim, and covering it with his Whole hand so that the amount of his indulgence was concealed from his audi ence tossed the draft off with surprising facility. He returned to his scat appar ently refreshed. Cynthia rose at once with a sigh, and repairing to the closet returned with a large tab. .‘spoon and an ominous looking bottle. “Now, father, fore him and looking anxiously into his face, “it’s time to take the ‘counter irri tant. Ef your shoulder is plaguin you it's all over, and then we won t near any more about 'suffenn humanity’ the rest of the evening.” She poured out a tablespoonful of the mixture and held it toward him coax- ingly. “Go ”ong, now, CynthyP ejaculated the old man, waving his medicinal favor aside. “Ye don’t reckon 1 wanter mix two kinds o’ medicine to onct, do yer? Thar ain’t no sense in sech work ez thet! 1 Wot I jes’ took is kalkerlated to fortify me ag'in the lingerin effects o’ thet thar pizen critter’s bite, and thet Injun chol- lygog hez jest the opposite effect and would be wearin on the narvos. No. Cynthy, I’m feelin better a'ready, sis, and I don’t know ez I owe my inside any partickler grudge to be depressin it to thet extent.” He turned his back abruptly upon hie daughter and her solicitations, and swinging round in the wooden chair on which be sat crossed his legs and gazed fixedly into the blazing coals with an expression upon his withered face from which there was no appeal. Thus repulsed in her efforts to coun teract what she believed to be the dan- • gerons tendencies of liquor, Cynthia made one more appeal. “But you know, father. Dr. Stethy- scojie prescribed this for you whenever you were feelin blue and out of spirits,” she pleaded, a pretty trouble gathering in her anxious brows. “Dr. Stethyscope is a crank and a cussed fool!” returned the elder Dallas sharply, still with averted back. “I kin run my own inside without any advice from him, 1 reckon. Wot's more,”*he added, with a grin that disclosed a few- lonely and discolored teeth in his upper jaw, “jest at present I'm not out of sper- rits.” He glanced at Mr. Buck Jerrold lean ing against the chimneypiece and winked boldly, as if to clinch the suggestion. Cynthia, hearing another little sigh, poured the contents of the tablespoon back into the bottle and replaced it in the cupboard with an air of resignation. She then returned to her seat in the cor ner of the hearth between the sleeping dogs. * Meanwhile Amelia had crossed the room to a point near the lounging Mr. Jerrold and stood listening seriously to the dialogue between father and dangh ter before proffering her services to him. She now performed the same gymnastic feat with the jug and extended the old man's empty tumbler. “I hain’t no use for it,” replied Mr. Jerrold listlessly, not changing his at- | titude, but permitting his large gray eyes to wander in the direction of Cyn- Never havin be’n bit yet and bein favored with a right smart appetite and good works gin’rally, 1 kin jest natch’ally run myself satisfactory- with out reg'larly firin up the machinery. Now and then in a matter of business, ef a man don't come to time over a boss trade or swappin cattle when the facts don’t, so to speak, keep tally wi'h the argyments, liquor is well enough to bring conviction. It's a powerful ex- horter and convincer of the jedgment, but for ordinary daily livin and dyin 1 don’t t.eed any in mine, and I reckon I oughter be glad on’t.” Having delivered himself to this effect he glanced quickly at Cynthia again and relapsed into silence. Amelia helped herself gravely to the contents of the tumbler, with the remark that she hated to see “sech good whisky lef like dat clean out 'n de cold,” and then departed abruptly for the kitchen. Cynthia raised her yeauiifui eyes to Jerrold and thanked him for his reflections with a smile so sweet and engaging that Cruce, wet as he was, set down his half filled glass upon the mantel shelf as quietly as pos sible. Then a silence fell upon the little group—perhaps induced by the drowsy warmth and that tendency to reverie promoted by a blazing fire. The snoring of the dogs fast asleep upon the hearth stone was heard distinctly in the still ness. These r- flections were broken in upon a few minutes later by Amelia, who emerged from the kitchen carrying a big dish of fried catfish and a steaming cof feepot, which she placed at the head of the table? "Cynthy,” said the old man, taking his seat at the festive board without further ceremony, “tell Ameelyer to hurry up with them flapjacks and potatoes. I’m nigh starved! Set down, boys, and don't be hankerin after rictu Js thet's jes’ git- tin cold afore ye- 03.8. Cynthy, yon pour the coffee, and I'll rastle with the fish.” With this homely introduction he at once attccked the viands. The rest of the company cheerfully followed suit. Later, when the appetite of the vora cious Alcides Dallas had succumbed to the abundant supply of catfish and flap- jacks, they all returned to The fire and seated themselves variously about the blazing hearth. After a long interval of gazing at the incandescent coals the old man delivered himself sententiously to this effect: “It bein a leetle chilly here this even in’’—in a low, confidential tone, as if in confidence to the glowing embers—"it bein a leetle chilly tonight, I allow thet ef I axed Ameelyer to make a good pitch er o’ eggnog it might help matters and obligate the mists of adversity end de pression to not so monotonously prevail —that is. if them dumed hens hev con cluded today at all lately. Ye see, we’ve made a beginnin on thet rye whisky," he added, by way of apology. “Ameelyer, wot account hev ye got to give of them pertickler bens't" Amelia, who was busily engaged clear ing away the remnants of the recent sup]>er, paused at the table in the act of scraping a dish. "Bless yo’ soul, boss, de hens am all reg’lar! I’ve done got five eggs a day ever sence I fed ’em thet raw meat. ’“De Lor!" exclaimed Amelia, rmnng her eyes in amazement, "yo’ doan’ wan’ it bole jug o’ w-hisky in dem eggs, boss! Do yo’ wan’ cook ’em into one paste same as an om’let? (hie teaspoonful to ebery egg. sab—dut am de come’ proper tion." “Waal, let her goat thet, then!" sighed the old man querulously, “so long ez you d<^|'t give thet centypede time to get to work on my inside afore yer on hand with it.” Amelia disappeared in the kitchen forthwith and soon returned with the coveted beverage in an earthen pitcher j The glasses were tilled and set round. “Thet's a right peart shootin iron o your'n, Mr. Bruce!" said the old man. picking up the latter’s breechloader as it stood in a corner of the hearthstone and curiously examining it. “Jeewhittaker! It works like a rifle, don’t it? Waal, now, that lays way over the ‘Silent Mary,’ Buck, you let. Cyn- | thy, bring ‘Mary’ out! She’s standin in the corner. I loaded her today, darter,’ ! he added in a low tone of voice as if thinking aloud, “with a handful o’ salt in case that blasted Capting Foraker comes callin on ye ag'in durin the next fortnight. I hain’t no other use for him. and I_reckon he knows it!” Cynthia made no reply to this remark of Alcides, but soon returned to the hearth carrying with difficulty an enor mous muzzle loading shotgun. It was double barreled and evidently designed for killing geese at long range. “I call her the ‘Silent Mary,’ ” said the old man, setting the unwieldy weapon between his knees and regarding, it ad mirably, “out of a feelin of gentle sar casm. She’s about the loudest in argy- ment of any shootin iron I ever see. And what she hez to say generally strikes home—sometimes both ways. I reck oned the drum of my ear one time was plumb busted! But lookin at her by and large,” he added, tapping the barrel and surveying the great gun, “ ‘Mary’ Uez more p’mts and more ‘git thar - than any thin I ever yet p’inted into a flock o geese or wild-duck." He turned his tiead slowly and re garded Bruce. “I dare say," the latter replied consid- "erately, “you can count on that gun for very long range, but I find mine con venient for ordinary shooting. Won’t you try a cigar?” He opened a leather cigar case and held it toward him. The old man took one as a matter of course, but pursued his reflections. Bruce extended the case to Jerrold, and then lighting one him self blew a cloud into the epen fireplace. “I don't allow thet you’ll believe me,” said old Dallas, biting off the whole lower end of the weed before fitting it carefully between his scant teeth, “but I hev killed geese with ‘Mary' ez far as 150 yards. I’d like to git a ‘bead’ with her on them fellers ez stole Old Spike and them running hogs o' our'n, Buck.” he broke out suddenly. Mr. Brick Jerrold assented grimly, lay ing a significant hand on a revoWer hr wore in his belt and tilting his cigar in his mouth reflectively. “Are you meeting with any loss in that wav?" inquired Bruce, quietly glancing at both. “I’ve had a little trouble of tliat Kind myself lately.” “Ya-as,” drawled the old man, “there’s alius suthin goin wrong with yer live stock. Ef it ain’t cows its liosses, and ef it ain't bosses it's hogs. Them black and white hogs o’ mine are run tin free, to be sure, but they v’o good a g jod road brand, and there ain't no excuse for huntin ’em. Bui they’s pork with my brand fur sale down at San Marcus all the same. I reckon it’s Lem Wickson and his gang. I’ve sent word to the sheriff, and he’ll lie over here sen-e day to talk it over. I perpose to hev the law- on ’em. “Dadburn the luck!” he broke out sud denly as recent disasters increased his impatience. "There’s them fine vooled Vermont bucks out in the pen. One on ’em didn’t come to time yesterday at sundown. Found him lyin stiff and cold in the momin—pizened on laurel, I reck on! It’s enough to gravel the patience of Job, dumed ef it ain't!" He leaned back in his chair and took a long, consolatory sip oi the eggnog in his tumbler with evident zest. All at once the air without was filled with cries, as if all bedlam were let loose—shrieks, barks and yells that, from their number and frequency, might have proceede<i from 50 throats. “There they go, them dumed coyotes!" ejaculated the old man, turning to listen “I reckon they’re wranglin over the car cass o’ thet poor old buck. I never hear one o’ them devils tuue up,” he continued slowly, “but wot I think o’ my wife ez was onct an how she could ‘hold the fort' ef any one give her a reasonable oppor tunity. I’d back her ag’in anythin I ever seen yet. Thar was times in my fam'ly,” he added, sinking his voice almost to a whisper, “when I fust come to Texas an started in the hotel business, an the frontier not, so to speak, exactly jibir with Marier's eccentricities—thar was times in my family when nothin short of a menagerie at feedin time could ekel it. I useter sit by them times tryin to con sole myself with the idea thet I hed the biggest domestic circus in the Lone Star country. Thar wan’t much comfort in thet somehow. But I’m here yet,” he concluded triumphantly. “Marier ain't, though,” he added after a pause. “Is your wife dead, sir?" inquiyed Bruce, with all the gravity he could as sume. Cynthia glanced up at him with a pained look. "Don’t git Al started on married life— don’t, nateh'ally!” interposed Jerrold hastily, with a warning gesture. But the train was already fired. "Dead!” exclaimed Alcides Dallas, “thet’s wot I'd like to know. Matter- mony,” he remarked, deliberately stretching out his cramped legs, burying his hands deep in the pockets of his ducking trousers and gazing dejectedly before him v. ith bent head as if consult ing an unhallowed past, “mattermony is a lottery, my friend, whar thar’s more blanks than prizes, and, under stand me. I’m capable o’ jedjfin, fur 1 lived with Marier nigh onto 10 years, and hevin graduated—not with high honors, but all the same havin gradu ated—I'm tol’ble well up on the subjec’. “It’s jes’ez I say to Cynthy here. She’s a good little girl, though, and don’t gin’rally give me any trouble on thet score—not to say thet I wouldn’t be glad to see Cynthy hitched in double harness, purvided her pardner was an honestgprt o’ boss, warranted sound and kind and piad nir wamn, ana er you mas© a nos- take you'll hev plenty long enough to live with him.’ I kin only repeat the same thing to Cynthy and hope she’ll A Reward of $500 Will be paid for any Casobf Rheumatism which caunot be hev more sense than I hed on the sub- 1 cured by Dr. Drummond’s Light- jec’. Still Cynthy knows wot I think ning Remedy. This offer is; a'ready." made in good faith by thepro- Ho paiwed and glanced significantly a! j, r i t .(,or8, and there is no reason- Mr. Buck J-rroldwho pulledhi. hat i nble excU8e for one to suffer bnra over his eyes, as if to shade them i« * ,. J from the glare of the fire. Cynthia on & er ’ , ^ Ordinary case Will moved uneasily in her corner, blushed I _ Cured by One bottle. Ill addi- crimson and stole a glance at Bruce tion to the reward for difficult from under her drooping lashes. cases, the money is always re- The old man drained his tumbler to I funded where the remedy fails the dregs, set it down on the table with to Cure. The price of a bottle emphasis and woceeded: ! is *5, and that is the cost of a “Still, all this am t mither here nor ' ^ » j 1 a rTn . xt 1 c u r 0 . Drummond A’lcdicino there. 1 kem to Texas arter the war , T XT from Caroliny. Marier and I hed got I Maiden Lane, ^ew THESE ARE LLINESC along pretty well back in the States; fit occasionally, ye know, but thet’s ex pected arter the fust two years. Things was flat in Caroliny. I ’lowed to git out whar the kentry was new; sold out, tuck Cynthy—she was only a baby then —and Marier—I might better hev left her, but I didn't know enough—and kem to Texas and started into the hotel biz- ness. I done well 'nnff at fust and made money. My house was full all the while of sheep and cattlemen—good pay and plenty of it. “But bimeby, arter the novelty wore off, Marier allowed thet the kentry didn't quite kem up to her expectations and be gun takin an inventory of the guests stoppin at the house ter alleviate her grief at the fact. The fust feller thet she seemed to find kalkerlated to over come the monotony of the frontier was this here Capting Foraker I loaded 'Mary' fur this arternoon. She met him at a 'barbecue’ and run with him consid’rable fur a spell. Of course I had suthin to say on that subjec’, and arter awhile this Foraker he quit callin. It might hev bin bekase I was right smart at makin warts on silver dollars throwed np in the air them days, but I don't discuss that subjec’. T’.en there was a sewin ma- sheen agent who presented Marier with] e _ _ . _ Z7_ . 77? a masheen. and thereby savin Marier ® U » 1 ® ( n Stockyard) -Ol,. consid’niblo sowin at nights give her an 11 look at that big COW opportunity of showin her gratitude by a*sleepin Over there ! playin the piany fur him onnecessarily Johnnie (with a show of Slipe- in the parlor. rior knowledge)—Now, you he York. Agents Wanted. He—A good joke, you know, never dies. She—Yes, but so many bad, ones try to follow the same j plan.—Truth. It Should Be in Every House. J. B. Wilson, 371 Clay St., Sharpshurg, Pa., says he will not he without Dr. King’s New Discovery for Consumption, boughs and Colds, that it cured his wife who was threatened with Pneumonia after an at tack of “La Grippe,” when var ious other remedies and several physicians had done her no good. Robert Barber, of Cooksport, Pa., claims Dr. King’s New Dis covery has done him more good than anything he ever used for Lung Trouble. Nothing like it. Try it. Free Trial Bottles at Willcox & Co’s drug store. Large bottles, 50c. and if l 00. Abont the same time my inendin be gan to be uncertain and permiskiss, and the fam’ly menagerie was on daily exhi bition. The agent fin'ly went east, and Marier languished for awhile, but one day a julery drummer kem through—a slick chap, with plenty o’ samples o' careful, Susie. He’s not sleep ing; he’s only bulldozing.— Truth. Old Doctor Drummond After years of patient study WE CARRY: Dry Goods, Dress Goods, Trimmings, Notions, Laces, White oods, Embroidery, Shoes, Ready-made Clothing, Tinware, Hardware, Crockery, Glass, G-l^OCEIRIIES, (at Wholesale and Retail.) We would just like tin public to know that we have opened up a large and complete line in ail the above departments I'or Springy 1803. Customers who have dealt with us in the past know what that means. To those who never dwatl with us we wish to say that we pride ourselves on the reputation we have Justly earned—“One of the cheapest and most reliable houses in the city of I arlington.” BRUNSON, LUNN & CO. SLEEP n COM FORT pinchbeck and gewgaws. Her spirit* an( j experiment has given to the rose ag'in and never faltered from thet world a preparation which is an They rose so high this 1 absolute and permanent cure town with thet feller | f or eV ery kind of Rheumatism, laid eyes on her | y our druggist for it. The 'nd‘quite"onder- ^ P rice 'S $5, hut it is a large hot- stand why it was she left Cynthy here o® and will cure you, or the behind, but it was a fortunate thing for ] money will be returned. If you me she did. or I reckon I'd setted my ac-1 are offered something else, write count with a 6-shooter during the next j direct and we will send you a time forward, time thet she left one night, and 1 ain't laid eyes on her sence. Marier never halves, and I never could quite onder- bottle by Express prepaid. Drummond Medicine Co., 48-50 Maiden Lane, New York, j Agents Wanted. fortnight. Not but wot I’d been willin to settle hers fust, though,” he added sig nificantly. “I’d preferred to have left this world with sunthin to my credit. Arter that I quit the hotel bizness and kem here. 1 ] * '*?'*' ~ ' j lent money on five stock and did pretty Gus de bmith May I read; well. Buck here and me own right | you my last poem about thedis- smart o’cattle together, and he looks COVery of America? Miss Birdie McGinnis—Is it l ready your last? “It is my very last.” “Then you may read it.”— Texas Siftings. niectric Bitters. This remedy is becoming so well known and so popular as to need no special mention. All who have used Electric Bitters sing the same song of praise.— A purer medicine does not exist a.id it is guaranteed to do all that is claimed. Electric Bitters will cure all diseases of the Liv er and Kidneys, will remove Pimples, Boils, Salt Rheum and other affections caused by im pure blood.—Will drive Malaria from the system and prevent as well as cure all Malarial fevers. —For cure of Headache, Con stipation and Indigestion try Electric Bitters—Entire satis faction .guaranteed, or money refunded.—Price 50 cts. and $1.00 per bottle at Willcox & Go’s Drugstore. Brer Johnsing—How much you say dat plaster done cos’? Drug Clerk—Twenty-five cents. Brer Johnsing—Gimme one of dem new stamps, boss. I ain’t no millynnair.—Boston Courier. Gentlemen would not use “Blush of Roses” if it was a paint or powder of course not. It is clear as water, no sediment to fill the pores of the skin. Its mission is to heal, dense, and purify the complexion of every imperfection, and insures every lady and gentleman a clear smooth complexion. Sold by Dr. J. A Boyd, Price 75 cents. j “I wanter know!” said the old man in ( gratified surprise, without removing his ; not likely to kick in the traces. But she said, standing be- eyes from the hearth. "Waal, then, you thar’s alius thet risk, and nothin’s more m ight beat np about a dozcu o’ them uncertain titan marryin, l allow, unless eggs in a pitcher and empty the rest o’ ! it be swappin bosses. My old granny thet jug on ’em to keep ’em from spilin. j useter ray to my sisters—and God knows arter ’em, bein foreman o’ Judge Rey- 1 nolds’ ranch and sprier and younger. I ain't heard of Mrs. Dallas sence, and now t don’t wanter. "It’s gettin laie,” he raid abruptly, “and I reckon we’d better make down.” He rose with a yawn and an impatient kick at the dying embers. Cynthia rose, too, and calling the dogs put them out of doors for the night, after which she dropped the gentlemen a quaint courtesy and retired to her bedroom. The old man went to a closet, from which he took three gray blankets and threw them down on the floor. “One apiece,” ho said with primitive hospital itv, drawing off his Isxits and wrapping his ducking coat around them to serve for a pillow. He rolled himself in his blan ket, his feet toward the fire, and was soon asleep and snoring loudly. Noth ing was left but for Bruce and Jerrold to follow suit. This they accordingly did. But toward morning they were aroused by Alcides rising impatient ly and stump ing noisily to the door. A few minutes elapsed and there was a fearful explosion, the bare room lighting up with the red flash. Bruce sat np at once, rubbing his sleepy eyes and inquiring the cause of the disturbance. Even in his confused alarm be heard Cynthia laughing to her self in her little bedroom. “It’s nothin but cows,” said Mr. Buck Jerrold, turning over with a yawn in bis blanket. "The old man left a pair of good breeches out on the fence to dry this evenin, and I reckon them salt starved cattle hev been chawin onto ’em in the course o’ their pryin round. He's seen fit to turn loose onto them the load which ho said he give ‘Mary’ this arter- uoon on account o’ Foraker. It's a way of saltin ’em that’s quite poplar here at the ranch.” [TO BE CONTINUED. I Costly Gown, Poor Minister. A sweet damsel of Baltimore is abont to be married to a minister. She con fided to the Other One that tier wedding dress was “a dream”—satin at $7 a yard and |500 worth of duchess lace. “Only fancy,” observed the Other One reflect ively to me, “only fancy that gown—of course 1 mean a girl wearing such a gown—married to an everyday common preacher. Of course it isn’t as if ho were a bishop or anything like that, but an unheard of person living in an unfash ionable part of the city. Really, it is very inharmonious.” “Then why are you going to the wedding?” “Why? Be cause I am a student of human nature, and such odd cases are an interesting study.”—Detroit Free Press. Texa.' State Capitol. The state capitol of Texas is the larg est state building in the United States and the seventh in size among the build ings of the world. It is a vast Greek cross of red Texas granite, with a cen tral rotunda covered by a dome 811 feet high.' It was begun in 1881 and finished in 1888, having cost about $3,500,000. It was paid for with 8,000,000 acres of public land deeded to the capitalists who executed the work.—Exchange. How Times Have Changed. “Oh, for some new coined name by which to call him! Oh, for some name no other lipe could give!" was the prayer of Violet until she murried him. Now she is content to call him Old Beeswax. --Exchange. The "Livihestoh," They are made from a very tine close mesh netting especially adapted for the S( UTHERN TRADE. Heretofore the general complaint has beet that the mesh of the netting was too large. This objection is overcome in the LIVINGSTON. We have them from $1.70 to $3.85. We have a complete line of HAMMOCKS from flOc up to $3.50. Now is the time to buy Refrigerators, Ice Boxes and Lawn Set tees. Can’t we sell you ? Tire Fiamit-uLi*© Store, BAIRD & DARGAN, Proprs. May 19—ly GROVER CLEVELAND! Was inaugurated on the 4th of March last and Tim 'I MIH WILL BL11DD! Wc /Tpc Still in the ! And receiving new goods and big bargains every day. THEY MUST BE SOLD. Come and see us. We offer SPECIAL BARGAINS In Dry Goods, Notions and Hats For the Next Thirty Days ! | “Oh, mamma, see the poor horses! ! They go all the time, and they don’t get anywhere,” said a small boy compassion- SS .7= IKSTSS TXSi'Zrjii i • 'saS I SMSMtair* “ “ h^t’ l .OBLv.amiqute.youknPw.6Bd l w«ilato)I 0 Mf«rit.” . 1 »iffidhlMh-fl TOflltowU 1 again tonight, you want your dose. 1 , Fm anxious not to get them pains ag’in. , why 1 didn't profit by it, I heard it all Mr. Manygirls—You must not expect that I will give my daughter that $5,000 we were speaking of in actual cash. Mr. Levelpate—Then it’s all off. I ain’t going to marry any woman on credit.— Texas Sift ings. ra»a . — Bucklen s Arnica Salve. The Best Salve in the world for Cuts, Bruises, Sores. Ulcers, Salt Rheum, Fever Sores, T tter, Chapped Hands Chilblains, Corns, and all Skin Eruptions, and positively cures Piles, or no pay required. It is guaranteed to give perfect satisfaction, or money refunded. Price 25 cents E ar box. For sale at Willcox & o’s drugstore. When Baby was sick, wc gave her Castorla. When she was a Child, she cried for Castoria. When she became Mint, she clung to Castoria. V, ben she had Children, she gave them Castoria, ~*r SHOES AT ALL PRICES; a large stock that must be closed out to make room lor our large Spring Stock. COME AND SAVE MONEY. We have just received a large stock of Hardware, Crockery- waie, Glassware, Lamps and Tinware, that we are selling at prices that alarm competition. We keep a large stock of Groceries—the largest we have ever kept—and will sell at the market prices. Will receive a carload of Flour this week. We can save you money on Flour. See us. We have a full stock of General Merchandise, and we can please you. TOBACCO—M e have a splendid Tobacco at 25c per lb. Como .-'‘e us. We do not fear competition. Hun fey 4* Co.) Ilarlsvillc, 8. C. Sept 8— m. Insure Your Property WITH F. E. Who represents the un m limes hi id tee min Satisfaction Guaranteed. Represents Twelve First- class Companies. September 11,1800. is Ml