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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
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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.”—
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Brer Johnsing—How much
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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
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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 . —
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for Cuts, Bruises, Sores. Ulcers,
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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.
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Sept 8— m.
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