The Darlington news. (Darlington, S.C.) 1875-1909, January 17, 1895, Image 3
Copyright, ■&*). by J B. Lippincott Company.
CHAPTER VI, fcontinupd 1
Tates, os he lay on the ground, wrote
rapidly on the telegraph blank. Sud
denly he looked up and said to the pro
fessor: “Say, Renmark, are you a doc
tor?"
“Of lows," replied his friend.
“Oh, that will do just as well.” And
he finished-his writing.
“How is this?” he cried, holding the
paper at arm’s length:
■ “John A. Bsi.linoton, Manairtnu Editor
Argus, New York: I'm flat on my back. Haven't
donea hand's turn tor a reek. Am under the
constant care, night and day. o'ewe of the most
eminent doctors In Canada, who even prepares
my food for me. Since I left New York trouble
of the heart has complicated matters, and at
present baffles the doctor. Consultations dally.
It Is impossible for me to move from here un
til present complications have yielded to treat
ment.
"Ulmnore would be a good man to take charge
Inmyabaenoe. Yates."
“There,” said Yates, with a tone of
satisfaction, when he had finished the
reading. “What do you think of that?”
The professor frowned, but did not
answer. The boy, who partly saw
«!V
A''If
'KM YOU COULDN'T FIND ME.”
through it, but not quite, grinned, and
.said; “Is it true?”
“Of course it's true!” cried Yates, in
dignant at the unjust suspicion. “It is
a great deal more true than you have
any Idea of. Ask the doctor there if it
isn’t true. Now, my boy, will you give
in this when you get back to the oflice?
Tell ’em to rush it through to New
York. I would mark it ‘rush,’ only that
never does any good and always makes
the operator mad.”
The boy took the paper and put it in
his wallet.
“It’s to be paid for at the other end,”
continued Yates.
“Oh, that's all right,” answered the
messenger, with a certain condescen
sion, as If he were giving credit on lie-
half of the company. “Well, so long,”
he added. “I hope you'll soon be bet
ter, Mr. Yates.”
Yates sprang to his feel;- with a
laugh, and followed him to the fence.
“Now, youngster, you are up to
snuff, I can see that. They'll perhaps
■l«avr»v*vrts jfG *<4 vr nen jCH gov »«Ato»
will you say?”
“Oh, I’ll tell ’em what a hard job I
had to find you, and let 'em know no
body else could 'a' done it, and 1 11 say
you're a pretty sick man. I won’t tell
'em you gave me a dollar.”
“Right you are, souny; you’ll get
along. Here's five dollars, all in one
bill. If you meet any other of the
messengers, take them back with you.
There’s no use of their wasting valu
able time in this little neck of the
woods.”
The boy stuffed the bill Into his vest
pocket as careles ly ns if it represented
cents instead of dollars, mounted his
tired horse, and waved his hand in fare
well to the newspaper man. Yates
turned and walked slowly bock to the
tent. He threw himself once niore Into
the hammock. An he expected, the
professor was more taciturn than ever,
and, although he had been prepared
for silence, the silence irritated him.
He felt ill used at having so unsympa
thetic a companion.
“Look here, Renmark, why don't you
say something?”
• “There is nothing to say."
“Oh, yes, there is. You don't ap
prove of me, do you?”
“I don’t suppose it makes any differ
ence whether I approve or not.”
“Oh, yes, it does. A man likes to
have the approval of even the humblest
of his fellow creatures. Say, what will
yon take in cash to approve of me?
1’eople talk of the tortures of con
science, but you are more uncomfort
able than the most cast-iron conscience
any man ever had. One's own con
science one can deal with, but a con
science in the person of another man is
beyond one's control. Now, It is like
this. I am here for quiet and rest. I
have earned both, and I think I am
justified in—”
“Now, Mr. Yates, please spare me any
cheap philosophy on the question. I am
tired of it.”
“And of me too, I suppose?”
“Well, yes, rather—if you want to
know.”
Yates sprang out of the hammock.
For the first time since the encounter
with llartlett on the road, Renmark
saw that he was thoroughly angry.
The reporter stood with clinched fist
hesitating. The
a fellow named Yates lives?”
The reporter’s hand dropped to his
side. A look of dismay came over his
face, and his truculent manner
changed with a suddenness that forced
a smile even to the stern lips of Ren
mark.
Yates backed towards the hammock
like a man who had received an unex
pected blow.
“I say, Renny,” he wailed,‘it’s anoth
er of those cursed t elegraph messengers.
Go, like a good fellow, and sign for the
dispatch. Sign it 'Dr. Renmark, forR.
Yates.’ That will give it a sort of offi
cial medical bulletin look. I wish I
had thought of that when the other
boy was here. Tell him I’m lying
down." He flung himself into the
hammock, and Renmark, after a mo
ment’s hesitation, walked towards the
boy at the fence, who hod repeated his
question in a louder voice. In a short
sain Yates, bitterly,’"so that one com
prehensive effort of malediction would
include ti e lot and have It over, it
wouldn’t be so bad; but this constant |
dribbling in of m ..sengers would wear
out the patience of a taint.”
As he sat in his shirt sleeves on the !
edge of his bunk, Renmark said that |
things would look brightcrin the morn
ing, which was a safe remark to make,
for the night was dark.
Yates sat silently with his head in
his hands for some moments. At last!
he said, slowly: “There is no one so ob- !
tuse as the thoroughly good man. It is ;
not the messenger I am afraid of, after
all. He is but the outward symptom
^>f the inward trouble. 11 hat you are
seeing is an example of the workings
of conscience, where you thought con
science was absent. The trouble with
me is that 1 know the newspaper de
pends on me, and that it will be the i
first time I have failed. It is the news
paper man’s instinct to be in the cen
ter of the fray. He yearns to scoop
the opposition press. I will get a
night's sleep if 1 can, and to-morrow I
know I shall capitulate. I will hunt
out Gen. O'Neill and Interview him on
the field of slaughter. I will telegraph
columns. I will refurbish my military
vocabulary and speak of deploying and 1
massing and throwing out advance ;
guards and that sort of thing. I will
move columns and advance brigades
and Invent strategy. We will have
desperate fighting in the columns of
the Argus, whatever there is on the
fields of Canada. Hut to a man who I
has seen real war this opera bouffe
masquerade of fighting—I don't want
time he returned with the yellow ; to say anything harsh, but to me it is
envelope, which he tossed to the man offensive.”
in the hammock. Yates seized it sav- 1 looked up with a wan smile at his
agely, tore it into a score of pieces, and partner sitting on the bottom of an up-
scattered the fluttering bits around turned pail as he said this. Then he
him on the ground. The professor; reached for his hip-pocket and drew
stood there for a few moments In
silence.
“Perhaps," he said at last, “you'll be
good enough to go on with your re
marks."
“I was merely going to say,” an
swered Yates, wearily, “that you are a
mighty good fellow, Renny. People
who camp out always have rows. This
is our first; suppose we let it be the
last. Camping out Is somethiug like
married life, I guess, and requires some
forbearance on all sides. That philoso
phy may be cheap, but I think it
is accurate. I am really very wor
ried about this newspaper business. I
ought, of course, to fling myself into
the chasm like that Roman fellow, but,
hang It, I’ve been flinging myself into
chasms for fifteen years, and what
good has jt done? There's always a
crisis in a daily newspaper office. I
want them to understand in the Argus
office that I am on my vacation.”
“They will be more apt to under
stand from the telegram that you’re on
your death-bed.”
Yates laughed. “That’s so,” he said;
"but, you see, Rcuny, we New Yorkers
live in such an atmosphere of exagger
ation, and if I did not put it strongly
it wouldn't have any effect You’ve
got to give a big dose to a man who
has been taking poison all his life.
They will take off ninety per cent
from any statement I make, any
how, so you see I have to p ! le It up
pretty high before the remaining ten
per cent, amounts to anything.”
Tho conversation was interrupted by
theciackling of the dry twigs behind
them, and Yates, who had been keep
ing his eye nervously on the fence,
turned around. Young Bartlett pushed
his way through the underbrush. His
face was red; he had evidently been
running.
“Two telegrams for you, Mr. Yates!”
he panted. “The fellows that brought
.em said they were imp, irtant, so I ran
out with them myscll, tor tear tbe,
wouldn’t find you. One of them's from
Port Colborne, the other's from Buf
falo.”
Telegrams were rare on the farm,
and young Bartlett looked on tho re
ceipt of one as an event in a man's life.
He was astonished to see Yates receive
the double event with a Hstlessness
that ho could not help thinking was
merely assumed for effect. Yates held
his hand, aua did not tear them up at
once, out of consideration for tho feel
ings of the young man who had had a
race to deliver them.
“Hero’s two books they wanted yon
to sign. They’re tired out, and moth
er’s giving them something to eat.”
“Professor, you sign for me, won’t
you?” said Yates.
Bartlett lingered a moment, hoping
that he would hear something of the
contents of the important messages;
bnt Yates did not oven tear open the
out a revolver, which he handed butt-
end forward to the professor, who, not
knowing his friend carried such an in
strument, instinctively shrank from it.
“Here, Renny, take this weapon of
devastation and soak it with the pota
toes. If another messenger comes in
on me to-night I lenow I shall riddle
him if I have this handy. My better
judgment tells me he is innocent, and
I don't want to shed the only blood
that will be spilled during this awful
campaign.” —
How long they had been asleep they
did not know, as the ghost stories have
it, but both were suddenly awakened
by a commotion outside. It was in
tensely dark inside the tent, but as the
two sat up they noticed a faint moving
blur of light which made itself just
visible through the canvas.
“It’s another of those fiendish mes
sengers,” whispered Yates. “Gimme
that revolver.”
“Hush!” said the other below his
breath. "There’s about a dozen men
out there, judging by the footfalls. 1
heard them coming.”
“Let’s fire into the tent and be done
with it,” said a voice outside.
"No, no,” cried another; “no man
shoot. It makes too much noise, and
there must be others about. Have ye
all got yer bayonets fixed?”
There was a murmur apparently In
the affirmative.
Very well, then. Murphy and
O’Rourick, come round to this side.
You three stay where you are. Tim,
you go to that end; and, Doolin, come
with me.”
“The Fenian army, by all the gods!’
whispered Yates, groping for his
clothes. “Renny, give me that revolv
er, and I'll show you more fun than a
funeral.”
“No, no. They’re at least three to
our one. We’re in a trap here, and
helpless.”
“Oh, just let me jump out among ’em
and begin the fireworks. Those I
didn’t shoot would die of fright. Im
agine scouts scouring the woods with a
lantern! — with a lantern, Renny!
Think of that! Oh, this is pie! Let mo
at ’em.”
Hush! Keep quiet! They’ll hear
you.”
“Tim, bring the lantern round to this
side.” The blur of light moved along
the canvas. “There’s a man with his
back against tho waU of the tent. Just
touch him up with yer bayonet, Mur
phy, and let him know we're here.”
“There may be twenty in the tent,”
said Murphy, cautiously.
“Do what I tell you,” answered the
man in command.
Murphy progged his bayonet through
the canvas, and sunk the deadly point
of the instrument into the bag of pota-
toes.
“Faith, he sleeps sound,” said Mur
phy, with a tremor of fear in his voice,
as there was no demonstration on the
part of the bag.
The voice of Yates rang out from the
interior of the tent:
“What the old Harry do you fellows
think you’re doing, anyhow? What’s
the matter with you? What do you
want?”
There was a moment's silence, broken
only by a nervous scuffling of feet and
the clicking of gun locks.
“How many are there of you in
there?” said the stern voice of the chief.
“Two, if you want to know, both un
armed, and one ready to fight the lot
of you If you are anxious for a scrim
mage.”
“Come out one by one,” was the next
command. -
“We’ll come out one by one,” said
Yates, emerging in his shirtsleeves,
“but you can't expect us to keep it up
long, as there are only two of us.
The professor next appeared, with
his coat on. The situation certainly
did not look inviting. Tho lantern on
the ground threw up a pallid glow on
the severe face of the commander, as
the footlights might illuminate the fig
uro of a brigand in a wood on tho
stage. The face of the officer showed
pushed his way through the under-1 that he was greaUy impressed with the
brush again. Yates slowly and importance and danger of his position.
It's yo» wno are in danger—not me.
You are at this moment making about
tho biggest ass of yourself there is in
Canada.”
“Pinion these men,” cried the cap
tain, gruffly.
“Pinion nothing!” shouted Yates,
shaking off the grasp of a m,. n who had
sprung to his side. But both Yates and
Renmark were speedily overpowered;
and then an unseen difficulty presented
itself. Murphy pathetically remarked
that they had no rope. The captain
was a man of resource.
“Cut enough rope from the tent to
tie them.”
“And when you’re at it, Murphy,"
said Yates, “cut off enough more to
hang yourself with. You'll need it be
fore long. And remember that any
damage you do to that tent you'll have
to pay for. It’s hired.”
Yates gave them all the trouble he
could while they tied his elbows and
wrists together, offering sardonic sug-
gestidns and cursing their clumsiness.
Renmark submitted quietly. When
the operation was finished, the profes
sor said, with tho calm confidence of
one who has an empire behind him and
knows it;
“I warn you, sir, that this outrage is
committed on British soil, and that I,
on whom it is committed, am a British
subject.”
"Heavens and earth, Renmark, if you
find it impossible to keep your mouth
shut, do not use the word ‘subject,’ but
citizen.”
“I am satisfied with the word, and
with the protection given to those who
use It”
“Look here, Renmark, you had bet
ter let me do the talking. You will
only put your foot in it. I know the
kind of men I have to deal with; you
evidently don’t”
In tying the professor they came
upon the pistol in his coat pocket.
Murphy held it up to the light.
“1 thought you said you were un
armed?" remarked the captain, severe
ly, taking the revolver in his hand.
"I was unarmed. The revolver Is
mine, but the professor would not let
me nse it If he had, a'l of you would
be running for dear life through the
woods.”
"You admit that you are a British
subject?” said the captain to Renmark,
ignoring Yates.
“He doesn’t admit it; he brags of it,”
said the latter, before Renmark could
speak. “You can’t scare him; so quit
this fooling, and let us know how lonp
helped Yates on with his coat
"Good boy!” said Yates. “You’ve evi
dently boon porter in a hotel.” Tim
grinned.
“I think,” said Yates, meditatively,
“that if you look under the right-hand
bark, Tim, you will find a jug. It be
longs to the professor, although he has
hidden n under my oeo to oivcn uuv
pieion from himself. Just fish it out
an8 bring it here. It U not as full us
it was, but there’s enough to go round,
if the professor does not take more
than his share."
The gallant troop smacked their lips
in anticipation, and Renmark looked
astonished to see the jug brought forth.
“You first, professor,” said Yates; and
Tim innocently offered him the jug.
The learned man shook his head.
Yates laughed, and took it himself.
"Well, here’s to you, boys,” he said.
“And mav vou all eet back as safely
to New York as I wtll." rue jug
passed down along the line until Tim
finished it.
“Now, then, for the camp of the
I'eninn army,” cried Yates, taking
Renmark’s arm: and they began their
march through the woods.
"Great Catsar, Stilly,” he continued
to his friend, “this is rest and quiet
with a vengeance, isn’t it?”
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TO SION.”
envelopes, although he thanked the
young man heartily for bringing them.
“Stuck-up cuss!" muttered young
Bartlett to himself as ho shoved the
signed books into his pocket and
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methodically tore the envelopes and
their contents Into little, pieces and
and flashing eye,
while not In an aggressive attitude, Iook like
was plainly ready for an attack. Yates
concluded to speak and not strike.
This was not because he was afraid,
for he was not a coward. The re
porter realized that he had forced the
conversation, and remembered he had
Invited-Renmark to accompany him.
Although tills recollection stayed his
hand, it had no effect on his tongue.
“I believe," he said, slowly, "that it
would do you good for once to hear a
straight, square, unbiased opinion of
yourself. You have associated so long
with pupils, to whom your word is
;law, that it may interest you to know
what a man of the world thinks of you.
A few years of schoolraastering is
enough to spoil a Gladstone,
think, of all the—”
Begins to look like autumn,” he
■aid, “with the yellow leaves strewing
the ground.”
CHAPTER VII.
Before .night three more telegraph
boys found Yates and three more tele
grams in sections helped to carpet the
floor of the forest. The usually high
spirits of the newspaper man went
down and down under the repeated
visitations. At last he did not even
swear, which, in the case of Yates, al
ways Indicated extreme depression.
As night drew on, he feebly remarked
to the professor that he was more tired
than he had ever been in going through
an election campaign. He went to his
Yates glanced about him with a smile,
all his recent dejection gone, now that
he was In the midst of a row.
"Which is Murphy?” he said; “and
which Is Doolin? Hello, alderman,”
he cried, as his eyes rested on
one tall, strapping, red-haired man
who held his bayonet ready to
charge, with a fierce determination
In his face that might have made an
opponent quail. "When did you leave
New York? And who’s running the
city, now that you’re gone?”
The men had evidently a sense of
humor, in spite of their blood-thirsty
business, for a smile flickered on their
faces in the lantern-light, and several
bayonets were unconsciously lowered.
But the hard face of the commander
did not relax.
] ter dejection that Renmark felt sorry | X mrainst vou.”
The sentence was Interrupted by a , for him and tried ineffectually to cheer „ Ye £ un( , what } . oU \ n wiu be used
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“PINION NOTHING!" SHOUTED YATES.
wo are to stand here trussed up Ilka
this.”
“I propose, captain,” said the red
headed man, “that we shoot these men
where they stand, and report to the
general. They are spies. They are
armed, and they deny it. It’s according
to the rules of war, taptain!”
"Rules of war! What do you know
of the rules of war, you red-headed
Senegambinn? Rules of Hoyle! Your
line is digging sewers, I imagine.
Come, captain, undo these ropes, and
make up your mind quickly. Trot us
along to Gen. O’Neill just as fast as you
can. The sooner you get us there the
more time you will have for being sor
ry over what you have done.”
But the captain still hesitated and
looked from one to the other of his
men, as if to make up his mind wheth
er they would obey him if he went to
extremities. Yates’ quick eye noted
that the two prisoners had nothing to
hope for, even from the men who
smiled. The shooting of two unarmed
and bound men seemed to them about
the correct way of beginning a great
struggle for freedom.
“Well,” said the captain at length,
“we must do it in the proper form, so
I suppose we should have a court-mar
tial. Are you agreed?”
They were unanimously agreed.
“Look here,” cried Yates, and there
was a certain impressiveness in his
voice in spite of his foYmer levity, “this
farce has gone just as far as it is going.
Go inside the tent there, and in my
coat pocket you will find a telegram,
the first of a dozen or two received by
me within the last twenty-four hours.
Then you will see whom you propose
to shoot."
The telegram was found and the
captain read it, while Tim held the
lantern. He looked from under his
knitted brows at the newspaper man.
“Then you are one of the Argus
staff.”
“I am chief of tho Argus staff. As
yon see, five of my men will be with
Gen. O’Neill to-morrow. The first
question they will ask him will be:
’Where U Y’ates?’ The next thing that
will happen will be that you will bo
hanged for your stupidity, not by
Canada nor by the state of New Writ,
but by your own general, who will
curse your memory ever after. You
are fooling, not with a subject this
time, but with a citizen, and your gen
cral is not such an idiot as to monkey
with the United States government
and, what is a blamed sight worse,
with the great American press. Come,
captain, we’ve had enough of this. Cut
these cords just as quickly as you can,
and take us to the general. We were
going to see him in the morning any
how.”
“But this man says he is a Canadian."
“That’s all right. My friend is me.
If you touch him you touch me. Now
hurry up. Climb down from your
perch. 1 shall have enough of trouble
now, getting the general to forgive all
the blunders you have made to-night,
without your* adding Insult to Injury.
Tell your men to untie us and throw the
ropes back into the tent. It will soon
be daylight. Hustle, and let us be
off.”
“Untie them," said the captain, with
a sigh.
Yates shook himself when his arms
regained their freedom.
"Now, Tim,"'Ire said, “run into that
tent and bring out my coat. It’s chilly
here."
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McCown, G. J. McOown, Mav Belle
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Ryan A Sou, and Seward A Munt,
Defendants.
To the Defendants: Bettie C. Mc
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WOODS A MACFARLAN,
Plaintiffs’ Attorneys,
January 8th. 1895.
To the defendants: G.
J. McCown, Y" e a g e r Flour
Mills; J. C. Stevenson and J. A. Tay
lor, trading as J. C. Stevenson A Tay
lor; Robert Cary and Robert Cary, Jr.
trading as Robert Cary A Co.; Kerr
Thread Co : W. A. Ford and Watt L.
Moreman, trading as Ford, Moreman
A Co.; Geo. M. Traylor, J. T. Prince,
J. R. Traylor and (i. W. White, trad
ing as G. M. Traylor A Co., William
B. Carhart and William E. Carhart,
trading as Carhart A Bro.; and Se
ward A Munt:
You will please take notice that the
complaint in this action was filed iu
the office of the clerk of the court of
Common Pleas for Darlington county,
at Darlington, S C., on the eighth
day of January, 1895.
WOODS A MACFARLAN,
Plaintiffs’ Attorneys.
Jan. 10—fit.
^HW. B.McGIRT.D.D.S.,^
Offers his professional services to
the people of Ilarlington and vicinity.
Office over the store of Edwards A Co.
Jan 19.
XTARTSVILLE RAILROAD.
June 3, 1894.
MIXED TRAIN
Leave Hartsville 4.SO a m
Jovann 4.45 a m
Floyd’s 5.05 a m
Darlington 5.25 am
Palmetto 5.40 a m
Arrive Florence fi.00 a m
Leave Florence 8.50 p m
Palmetto 9 06 p m
Darlington 9.25 p in
Floyds 9.45 p m
Jovann 10.00 pu
Hartsville 10.15 pm
J F. DIVINE. Gen. Supt.
AND
/CHARLESTON, SUMTER
^ NORTHERN RAILROAD
CHARLES E. KIMBALL Keuei*«r.
In Effect Jan. 16, 1894
NORTH.
SOUTH.
Lv
9
P.M.
4.(0
Charleston
8
P.M.
2.30 Ar
5.20
Pregnall’s
1.10
7.25
Sumter
11.02
8.37
Darlington
9.50
9 29
Bennettsville 9.00
9.52
Gibson
8.37
Ar
10.20
Hamlet
8.10 Lv
P.M
A.M
No. 9 connects at Hamlet with 8. A.
L. Vestibule train far Raleigh, Rich
mond. Washington, Baltimore, Phil
adelphia and New Y’ork.
No 8 connects with S. A. L. Vesti
bule train/rom above named points.
Trains run solid to and from Charles
ton.
C. MILLARD, Superintendent.
makes them
and cr
strong and rosy.
Brown’s Iron Bitters is pleasant to take,
and it will not stain the teeth nor cause
constipation. See the crossed red lines
on the wrapper. Our book. ‘ How to
Live a Hundred Years,” tells all about it;
free for fc. stamp. 60
Bmown Chemical Co., Baltimore, Mix
GROVES
TASTELESS
CHILL
TDNIC
IS JUST AS GOOD FOR ADULTS.
WARRANTED. PRICE 50 cts.
GALATIA, ILLS., NOV. 16,1893.
Paris Modlclno Co., 8t. Louis, Mo.
Gentlemen:—Wo sold lost year, 600 bottles of
GBOVE’S TA8TKLE83 CHILL TONIC and bare
*oure*-
bnvo
bought three gross already this year. In all oi
perience of 14 years, in tho drug business,
never sold an article that gave such universal
faction as your Tonic. Yours truly,
▲imcr,CA&» AGO
For sale by J*, A.. BO*VH>,
Darlington Lodge.
No. 7, Knights of Pythi
as, meets.on 1st and 3rd
Tuesday Evenings in
each month, at t astle
Hall, Florence street
opposite Broad. Visit
|Ug brothers fraternally
invited.
€
A D. and C. A S. RAlLPvOADS.
, In effect June 3, 1894.
MIXED TRAIN
Leave Wadnsboro
. 2.00 p m
Bennett’s
2.26 p if
Morven’s
McFarland
Cheraw
3.45 p in
Cash’s
Society Hill
. 4.40 p in
Dove’s
Floyd’s
5.30 p in
Darlington
6.05 p m
Palmetto
Arrive Florence
... 6.45 p m
Leave Florence
Palmetto
.. 8.00 a m
Darlington
8.35 a in
Floyd’s
J.00 a m
Dove’s
.. 9 15 a m
Society Hill
. 9 45 a in
Cash’s
Cheraw
. 11.00 a m
McFarland
11.40 a m
Jlorveii’s
11.65 a m
Bennett’s
. 12.10 a m
Arrive Wadesboro
. 12.30 a m
Local Freight.
Leave Darlington
4 10 p m
Palmetto
4.42 p in
Arrive Florence
5.00 p m
Leave Florence
8.30 a m
Palmetto
8.50 am
Arrive Darlington
9 05 a m
A. F. RAVEN EL, President.
Bi
ORTHEASTERN RAILROAD.
In effect Noy. 18, 1894;
SOUTH BOUND.
N j. 35.
Leave Florence 3.10 a m
Lanes 4.20 a m
Arrive Charleston fi.10 » m
No. 28.
Leave Florence 5.35 p m
Kingstree 8.46 p m
Lanes 9.07 p in
Arrive Charleston 11 18 p in
No. 63.
Leave Lanes 7 05 p m
Arrive Charleston 8.40 p in
NORTH BOUND.
No. 78. ’
Leave Charleston 8.35 a in
Lanes 5.40 am
Kingstree 6 00 a in
Arrive Florence 7.05 a i»
No. 32.
Leave Charleston 3.55 p ni
Lanes 5.44 p in
Kingstree 5.59 p n>
Arrive Florence 6.55 p in
No. 52.
Leave Charleston 7.15 a in
Arrive Lanes 8.45 s ic
No. 52 runs through to Columbia
via Central R. R. of S. C.
Train Nos. 78 and 14 runs via Wilson
and Fayetteville—Short Line—and
makes close connection for all points
North.
J. F. DIVINE, Gen. Snpt.
Manufacturers
—OF—
Doors, Sash, Blinds,
JSdIOTTXilDIIvrGS
—AND-
Building Material.
BSTABLldllED 1842
CHARLESTON^ 8. C.
April, 20 1898—> y
w
li
phate
AVING PURCHASED THE
__ Plant of the Atlantic Phos
phate Company, together with the
entire stock, brands and good-will,
we take this method of thanking the
friends and patrons of the Chicora
Fertilizer Company for their cordial
support and patronage in the past,
and now solicit the patronage of the
Atlantic Phosphate Company, as well
as the t hicora brands, guaranteeing
that, under the management of the
Chicora, the reputation earned by
the Atlantic brands will be fully sus
tained.
CHICORA FERTILIZER CO.,
Charleston, S. C.
Geo. A. Wageuer, General Manager,
Dues This
Hit You? li
The management of the
Equitable Life Assurance
Society in the Department of
the Carolinas, wishes to se
cure a few Special Resident
Agents. Those who are fitted
for this work will find this
IA Rare Opportunity i|
It is work, however, and those
■who succeed best in it possess
character, mature judgment,
tact, perseverance, and the
respect of their community.
Think this matter over care
fully. There’s an unusual
opening for somebody. If it
fits yon, it will pay you. Fur
ther information on request.
W. J. Roddey, Manager,
Rock tiili, & C.
ILM1NGTON, COLUMBIA A
AUGUSTA RALROAD.
In effect June 3, 1894.
SOUTH BOUND.
No. 55.
Leave Wilmington 3.30 pm
Marion 6.21 p u
Arrive Florence 7.10 p m
No. 50.
Leave Florence 7.25 p m
Sumter 8.36 p m
Leave Sumter 8.38 p in
Arrive Columbia 10.00 p m
No. 58.
Leave Florence 3.15 a m
Arrive Sumter 4 21 a in
No. 52.
Leave Sumter 9.58 a m
Arrive Columbia 11.10 am
No. 52 runs through from Charles
ton via Central Railroad; leaving
Lanes 8-48 a m, Manning 9 25 a m.
north boObd.
No. 51.
. 4.30 a m
. 5-53 a m
. 7.10 a in
No. 56.
.. 7.35 a m
.. 8-16 a m
..11.00 a m
No. 58.
4.20 pm
Leave Columblt .mmom*. •
Sumter... • -.aw inn
Arrive Florence. ^
Leave Florence
Marion
Arrive Wilmington
Leave Columbia..
Arrive Sumter ft 5.43 p m
No. 59.
Leave Columbia
Sumter.... ... 5.47 p m
Arrive Florence 6.65 p m
No. 53 runs thiougu to enarleston
via central Railroad, arriving Man
ning 6.21 p in. Lanes 7.05 p in,
charleston8.40 pm.
Trains on South and North Caro
lina K. K., leave Atkins 9.40 a. m. and
6.30 p. m., arriving Lucknow 11.10 a.
m. and 8.00 p. m. Returning leave
Luekuow 6.45 a. in. and 4.20 p in., ar
riving AtKlus 8.15 a. m. and 5.50 p. m.
Daily except Sunday.
Trains on Wilmington, Chadhoura
and Conway Kalirqad leave Chad-
< bourn at 10.10 a m, arrive at Conway
I 12.30 p w, returning leave Conway at
| 2:00 p. in., arrive Chadbourn 4:50 p.
I in. Leave Chadbourn 5.35 p m
arrive at Hub 6 20 p. m. Re
turning leave Hub 8.15 a m. arrive at
Chadbourn 9.00 m m. Dally exeper
8 up day.
■ 1 - F, DIVINE. Gen’l Bnp’t.
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