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CHAPTKK XUI.(Contlnaod). As bo nearca t:io wmaow no looitca ln. People oro not particular about lowering the blinds in tho country. He ^ras rather disappointed to see Mrs. Bartlett sitting there knitting, like the Industrious woman she was. Still, it was consoling to note that none of tho men folks wore present, and that Kit ty, with her fluffy hair half concealing her face, sat reading n book he had lent to her. He rapped at the door, and it was opened by Mrs. Bartlett with some surprise. “For the land's sake, is that you, Mr. Yates?” "It is." ‘‘Come right in. Why, what’s the matter with you? You look as if you had lost ycjpr best friend. Ah, I see how it ia”—Yates started—“you have run out of provisions, and are very likely as hungry os a bear.” “You’ve hit it first time, Mrs. Bart lett. I dropped around to see if I could borrow a loaf of broad. Wo don’t bake till tomorrow." Mrs. Bartlett laughed. “Nice baking you would do if you tried it I’ll get you a loaf in a minute. Are you sure one is enough?" "Quite enough, thank you.” The good woman bustled out to the other room for the loaf, and Yates made good use of her temporary ab sence. “Kitty,” ho whispered, “I want to sec you alone for a few minutee. I'll wait for you at the gate. Can you slip out?’’ Kitty blushed very red and nodded. “They have a warrant out for my ar rest. and I’m off to-morrow before they can serve it. But I coal in’t go with out seeing you. You’ll come, sure?” Again Kitty nodded, after looking up at him in alarm when he spoke of the warrant. Before anything further could bo said, Mrs. Bartlett came in, and Kitty was absorbed in her book. “Wont you have something to eat now before you go back?” “Oh, no, thank you, Mrs. Bartlett. Y'ou see, the professor U waiting for me. ” “Let him wait, if he didn't have sense enough to come." “He didn’t. I offered him the chance." “It won’t take us a moment to set the table. It is not the least trouble.' “Really, Mrs. Bartlett, you are very kind. I am not in the slightest degree FENCE-RAIL 18 SOT A SEAT. COMFORTABLE in a measure atone for the emptiness of the life that had gone before. She prayed that he might always be as fond of her as he was then, and resolved to be worthy of him if she could. Strange to say, her wishes were amply fulfilled, and few wives are as happy or as proud of their husbands as " ty Bartlett that was. The one woman who might have put the drop of bitterness in her cup of life merely kissed her tenderly when Kitty told her of the great joy that had come to her, and said she was sure she would be happy; and thus for the second time Margaret told the thing that was not, but for once Margaret was wrong in her fears. Yates walked to the tent a glorified man, leaving his loaf on the gate post behind him. Few realize that it is quite as pleasant to be loved as to love. The verb “to love” bos many conjuga tions. The earth he trod was like no other ground he had ever walked upon. The magic of the June night was never so enchanting before. He walked with his head and his thoughts in tho clouds, and the Providence that cares for tho intoxicated looked after him and saw that the accepted lover came to no harm. He leaped the fence without even putting his hand to it, and then was brought to earth again by the pic ture of a man sitting with his head in hands beside a dying fire. CHAPTER XIV. Yates stood for a moment regarding the dejected attitude of his friend. "Hello, old man,” he cried, “you have the most ‘hark-from-the-tombs* appear ance I ever saw. What's the matter?” Renmark looked up. “Oh, it’s you, is it?” “Of course it’s I. Been expecting anybody else?” “No. I have been waiting for you and thinking of a variety of things.”- “You look it. Well, Renny, congrat ulate me, mj’boy. She's mine, and I'm hers—which is two ways of stating the same delightful fact. I'm up in a balloon, Renny. I’m engaged to the prettiest, sweetest and most delight ful girl there is from the Atlantic to the Pacific. What d’ye think of that? Say, Renmark, there’s nothing on earth like it. You ought to reform and go in for being in love. It would make a man of you. Champagne isn’t to be comp- "‘d to it. Get up here and dance, and don't.... there like a bear nursing a sore paw. Do you comprehend that I nm to be married to the darlingest girl that lives?” “(Jod help her!” “That’s what I say. Every day of her life, bless her! But I don’t say it quite in that tone, Renmark. What’s the matter with you? One would think you were in love with the girl your self, if such a thing were possible.” “Why is it not possible?” “If that is a conundrum I can answer it the first time. Because you are a fossil. You are too good, Renny, therefore dull and uninteresting. Now, there is nothing a woman likes so much as to reclaim a man. It always annoys a woman to know that the man she is interested in has a past with which she has had nothin? to do. If he is wicked hungry now. I am merely taking some thought of the morrow. No; I must be going, and thank you very much.” “Well,” said Mrs. Bartlett, seeing him to the door, "if there’s anything you want, come to me, and I will let you have it if it’s in the house.” “Y’ou are too good to me,” said the young man, with genuine feeling, “and I don’t deserve it; but I may remind you of your promise—torAorrow.” "See that you do,” she answered. “Good night.” Yates waited at the gate, placing the loaf on the post, where he forgot It, much to the astonishment of the donor in the morning. He did not have to wait long, for Kitty came around the house somewhat shrinkingly, as one who was doing the most wicked thing that had been done since the world be gan. Yates hastened to meet her, clasping one of her unresisting hands in his. “I must be off to-morrow," he began. “I am very sorry,” answered Kitty, in a whisper. “Ah, Kitty, you are not half so sorry as I am. But I intend, to come l>ack, if youwillletme. Kitty, you remember that talk we had in the kitchen wlien we—when there was an interr. ption, and when I had to go ; way with our friend Stoliker?” Kitty indicated that she remembered it “Well, of course you know what I wanted to say to you. Of course you know what 1 want to say to you now.” It seemed, however, that in this ho was mistaken, for Kitty had not the slightest idea, and wanted to go into the house, for it was late, and her mother would miss her. “Kitty, you darling little humbug, you know that I love you. Y’ou must know that I have loved you ever since the first day I saw you, when you laughed at me. Kitty, I want you to marry me and make something of me, if that is possible. I am a worthless fellow, not half good enough for a lit tle jwt like you, but, Kitty, if you will only say yes I will try, and try hard, to he a better man than I have ever been before.” Kitty did not say “yes," but she placed her disengaged hand, warm and •oft, upon his, and Y’atcs was not the man to have any hesitation about what to do next. To practical people it may •eem an astonishing thing that the ob-1 jeet of the interview being happily ac- “I MrST BE OFF TO-MORROW all, especially to-mgut. 1 ;n a mm .r—- man, I tell you. 1 have uo desire to bid good-by to my best girl with ’a black eye to-morrow.” “Then stop talking, if you can, and defend yourself.” “It’s impossible to fight here in the dark. Don't tiatter yourself for a I moment that I am afraid. Y’ou just spar with yourself and get limbered up while I put some wood on the fire. This is too ridiculous.” Yates gathered up some fuel and managed to coax the dying embers into a blaze. “There," he said, “that's better. Now let me have a look at you. In the naiu* of wonder, Renny, what do you want to fight me for, to-night?” “I rafu.se to give my reason." “Then I refuse to fight. I’ll run, and I can beat you in a foot race any day in the week. Why, you're worse than her father. He at least let me know why he fought me.” “Whose father?" “Kitty's father, of course—my future father-in-law. And that’s another ordeal ahead of me. I haven’t spoken to the old man yet, and I need all my fighting grit for that.” “What are you talking about?” boat, which might nave oeen <.naron s ! craft for all he could see of it. Tho j rattle of the rowlocks and the plash of I oars followed, while a voice cautioned tho rowers to make less noise. It was evident that some belated fugitives were eluding the authorities of both countries. Renmark thought with a smile that if Yates were in ids place he would at least give them a fright. A sharp command to an imaginary corn- many to load and fire would travel far on such a night, and woul 1 give the rowers a few moments of great dis comfort. Renmark, however, did not shout, but treated the episode as part of the mystical dream, and lay down on the sand again. He noticed that tho water in the east seemed to feel tho approach of day even before the sky. Gradually the day dawned, a slowly- lightening gray at first, until the com ing sun spattered a filmy cloud with gold and crimson. Renmark watched the glory of the sunrise, took one lin gering look at the curved beauty of the bay shore, shook the sand from his clothing, and started buck for the vil lage and the camp beyond. The village was astir when ho reached it. He was surprised to see Stoliker on horseback in front of one of the taverns. Two assistants Isn t my language plain? It usually with him, also seated on horses. The constable seemed disturbed by the sight of Renmark, but lie was there to do his duty. "Hello!” he cried, “you’re up early. I have a warrant for the arrest of your friend. I suppose you won’t tell me where he is?” “Y’ou can’t expect me to give any in formation that will get a friend into trouble, can you?—especially as lie lias done nothing.” “That's as may turn out'before a jury,” said one of the assistants, gravely quietly at the professor. “That is for judge aPttl jury tg determine—not you.” “Well,” said Renmark, “I will not in form on anybody, unless I am com pelled to, but I may save you some trouble by telling where I have been and what I have seen. I am on my way back from tho lake. If you go down there you will still see the mark Is. “To whom are you engaged? As I understand your talk, it is to Miss Bartlett. Am I right?" “Right as rain, Ue.iny. This fire Is dying down again. Say, can’t we post pone our fracas until daylight? I don't want to gather any. more wood. Be sides, one of us Is sure to be knocked into the fire and thus ruin whatever is left of our clothes. What do you say?” “Say? I say I am an Idiot.” “Hello! reason is returning, Renny. I perfectly agree with you.” “Thank you. Then you did not pro pose to Mar—to Miss Howard?” “Now you touch upon a sore spot, Renmark, that I am trying to forget. You remember thaunfortunate toss-up; in fact, I think you referred to it a mo ment ago, and you were justly indig nant al>out it at the time. Well, I don’t care to talk much about the sequel, but, as you know the beginning, you > will have to know the end, because I want to wring a second promise from you. You are never to mention this episode of the toss-up or of my confes sion to" any living soul. The telling of it might do harm, and it couldn’t possibly do any godd. Will you prom ise?” “Certainly. But do not tell me un less you wish to.” "I don’t exactly yearn to talk about! it, but it is better you should under-, stand how the land lies, so you won’t 1 make any mistake. Not on my ac- cojnt, you know, but I would not like j it to come to Kitty’s ears. Yes, I pro posed to Margaret—first. She wouldn’t look at me. Can you credit that?” “Well, now that you mention it, I—■” “Exactly. I see you can credit it. Well, I couldn't at first, but Margaret knows her own mind, there’s no ques tion about that. Say! she’s in love with some other fellow. I found that much out.” “You asked her, 1 presume.” “Well, it’s my profession to find things out; and, naturally, if I do that for my paper it is not likely I am go- i * rom ^ le °lher shore in the night and ing to be behindhand when it comes to tt man on hoard. I don t say who myself. She denied it at first, but ad mitted it afterwards, and then bolted.” “Y'ou must have used great tact and delicacy." “See here, Renmark, I’m not going to stand any of your sneering. I told you this was a sore subject with me. I’m not telling you because I like to but because I have to. Don’t put realized that fits scheme oi vengeance had its drawbacks. Finally he untied his patient team, after paying his bill, and drove silently home, not having re turned, even by a nod, any of tho salu tations tendered to him that day. He was somewhat relieved to flu.! no ques tions were urked, and that his wifo recognized the fact that ho was passing through a crisis. Nevertheless there was a steely glitter in the eye he un easily quailed under which told him a line had Is-en reached which it would not be well for him to cross. She for gave, but H mustn't go any further. When Yates kisse l Kitty good night at the gate ho asked her, with some trepidation, whether she had told any one of their engagement. “No oi?e but Margaret,” said Kitty. “And what did she say?" asked Y’ates, as if, aftey all, her opinion was of no Importance. “She said she was sure I should be happy, and she knew you would be a good h\isband.” “She’s rather a alee girl, is Margaret," remarked Yates, with the air of a man willing to concede good qualities to a girl other than his own, but indicating after all, that there was but one on earth for him. “She's a lovely girl," said Kitty, en thusiastically. “I wonder, Dick, when you kne w her, why you ever fell in love with me.” “The idea! I haven’t a word to say against Margaret; but, compared with my girl-” And he finished his sentence with a practical illustration of his frame of mind. As he walked alone down the road he reflected that Margaret had acted very handsomely, and he resolved to drop in and wish her good-by. But as he approached the bouse his courage began to fail him, and he thought it “Y’es,” assented Stoliker, winking ! better to sit on the fence near tho place where he had sat the night be fore and think over it. It took a good deal of thinking. But as he sat there it was destined that Y'ates should re ceive some information which would simplify matters. Two persons came slowly out of tho gate In the gather ing darkness. They strolled together up the road past him, absorbed in themselves. When directly opposite, Renmark put his arm around Mar garet's waist, and Yates nearly fell off the fence. He held his breath until they were safely out of hearing, then slid down and crawled along in tlie shadow until he came to the side road, up which he walked, thought fully pausing every few moments to remark: “Well, I’ll be—” but speech seemed to have faiibd him; he could get no further. He stopped at the fence and leaned against it, gazing for the last time at the tent, glimmering white, like a mis shapen ghost, among the somlior trees. He had no energy left to climb over. “Well, I’m a chimpanzee,” he rout- TATES ROSE FROM TUB FIRE INDIGNANTLY. of a boat’s keel on the sand, and prob ably footprints. A boat came over If I talk fight I won’t begin for no rea son and then back out for no reason. I’ll go on.” “I’ll be discreet, and beg to take back all I said. What else?” “Nothing else. Isn’t that enough? It was more than enough for me—at the time. I tell you, Renmark, I spent a pretty bad half-hour sitting on the fence and thinking about It.” “So long as that?” Yates rose from the fire indignantly. “I take that back, too,” cried the professor, hastily. “I didn’t mean it.” “It strikes me you’ve become awfully funny all of a sudden. Don’t you think it’s about time we took to our bunks? It's late.” Renmark agreed with him, but did not turn in. He walked to the friend ly fence, laid his arms along the top rail, and gazed at the friendly stars. He had not noticed before how lovely the night was, with its impressive still ness, as if the world had stopped as a steamer stops in mid-ocean. After quieting his troubled spirit in the rest ful stars, he climbed tho fence and walked down the road, taking little heed of the direction. The still night was a soothing companion. He came at last to a sleeping village of wooden houses, and through the center of the town ran a single line of rails, an iron link connecting the unknown hamlet with all civilization. A red and a green light glimmered down the line, giving tho only indication that a train ever came that way. As he went a mile or two farther, the cool breath of the great lake made itself felt, and after crossing a field he suddenly came farther barred. and she can sort of make him over, like an old dress, she revels in the process. She flatters herself she makes a new man of him, and thinks she owns that new man by right of manufacture. We owe it to the sex, Renny, to give ’em a chance at reforming us. I have known men who hated tobacco take to smok ing merely to give it up joyfully for the sake of the woman they loved. Now, if a man is perfect to begin with, what is a dear ministering angel of a woman to do with him? Manifestly, nothing. The trouble with you Benny, is that you are too evidently ruled by a good and well trained con-1 upon the water, finding all science, and naturally all women you i progress in that direction meet intuitively see this and have no Huge sand dunes formed the shore, use for you. A little wickedness would covered with sighing pines. At the be the making of you.” i foot of the dunes stretched a broad “Do you think, then, that if a man’s beach of firm sand dimly visible incon- Impulse i^ to do what his conscience trast with the darker water, and at tells him is wrong, he should follow long intervals on the sand fell the his impulse and not his conscience?” light ripple of the languid summer “Y’ou state the case with unnecessary waves running up the beach with a seriousness. I think that an occasional half-asleep whisper that became softer blow-out is good for a man. But H J until it merged in tho silence beyond, you ever have an impulse of that! Far out on the dark waters, a point of kind, I think you should give way to it, light, like a floating star, showed for once, just to see how it feels. A where a steamer was slowly making man who is too good gets conceited her way, and so still was the night that about ‘'elf.” i he felt, rather than heard, her pulsatr “I K-.lf Is lieve you are right, Mr. ing engines. It was the only sign of Yates," said the professor, rising. “I life visible from that enchanted bay will set on your advice, and, ns you put it. see how it feels. My conscience tells me that I should congratulate the bay of the silver beach. Renmark threw himself down on the ■oft sand at the foot of a dune. The •Oh, I say.rRenmark, you’re crazy. - “Perhaps so. Be all the more on comphshed there should be any need of Jf believe it A lunatic prolonging it, yet the two lingered £ .cmetlines dangerous.” there, and he told her much of his past ^ away. You're dreaming We. and of how lonely and sordid it i ^ ^ jour sleep. What, had been because he had no one to " ™ T X t? Nonsense!” care for hlm-*t which her pretty eyes | strike you be- filled with tear- She felt proud and U °y o *' v * a '™, happy to think she had won the first fo ^ > M wantsarc el- great love of a talented man’s life, and ’>^est. I don t wish to fight at honed she would make him hanny and wai 8 nu,<le y OU and wish you a long and happy point of light gradually worked its life with the girl you have—I won’t say wa y to the west, following, doubtless chosen, but tossed up for. The natural unconsciously, the star of empire, and man In me, on the other hand, urges disappeared around the headland.tak- me to break every bone in your worth- Ing with it a certain vague sense of less body. Throw off your coat, Y’ates.” companionship. But the world is very small, and a man is never quite aa much alone as he thinks he is. Ren mark heard the low hoot of an owl among the trees, which cry he was aston ished to hear answered from the wa ter. He sat up and listened. Present ly there grated on the sand the keel of a' boat, and some one stepped ashore. From tho woods there emerged tho shadowy forms of three men. Nothing was said, but they got silently into th* the man was. and I had nothing to do with the matter in any way except as a spectator. That is all the information i I have to give.” Stoliker turned to his assistants and nodded. “What did I tell you?” he asked. “We were right on his track.” “You said the railroad,” grumbled the man who had spoken before. “Well, we were within two miles of him. Let us go down to the lake and see tho traces. Then we can return the warrant.” Renmark found Y’ates still asleep in the tent. He prepared breakfast with out disturbing him. When the meal was ready ho roused the reporter and told him of his meeting will. Stoliker, advising him to get back to New York without delay. Y'ates yawned sleepily. “Yes,” he said, “I've been dreaming it all out. I’ll get father-in-law to tote me out to Fort Erie to-night.” “Do you think it will be safe to put it off so long?” “Safer than trying to get away dur ing the day. After breakfast I’m go ing down to the Bartlett homestead. Must have a talk with the old folks, you know. I'll spend the rest of the day making up for that interview by talking with Kitty. Stoliker will never search for mo there, and now that be thinks I m gone ho will likely make a visit to the tent. Stoliker is a good fellow, but his strong point is duty, you know, and If he's certain I’m gone he’ll give his country the worth of its money by searching. I won’t lie back for dinner, so you can put iu your time reading my dime novels. I make no reflections on your cooking, Renny, now that the vacation is over, but I have my preferences, and they incline toward a final meal with the Bartletts. If I were you I'd have a nap. You look tired out.” “I am,” said the professor. Renmark Intended to lie down for a few moments until Yates was clear of the camp, after which he determined to pay a visit; but nature, when she got him locked up in sleep, took her re venge. He did not hear Stoliker and his satellites search the premises, just os Y'ates had predicted they would, and when he finally awoke he found, to his astonishment, that it was nearly dark. But he was all the better for his sleep, and he attended to his personal appear ance with more than ordinary care. Old Hiram Bartlett accepted the sit uation with the patient and grim sto- Uditv of a man who takes a blow dealt him 4,y a I’rovidtmce which he knows is Inscrutable. What he had done to de serve it was beyond his comprehension. He silently hitched up his horses, and for tlie first time in his life drove in to Fort Erie without any reasonable ex cuse for going there. He tied bis team at the usual corner, after which he sat at one of tlie taverns and drank strong waters that had no apparent effect on him. He even went so far os to smoke two native cigars; and a man who can do that can do anything. 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DARGAN, Plaintiffs’ Attorney. TTARTSVILLE RAILROAD. Junes, 1894 MIXED TRAIN Leave Hartsville Jovanu Floyd’s Darlington Palmetto Arrive Florence 0.00 n in Leave Florence 1’almrtto 1 larlington .... 9.25 p iu Floyds..., Jovaun Hartsville .1 F. DIVINE. Gen. Supt. C HARLESTON, NORTHERN SUMTER AND RAILROAD CH VKLKS E. KIMBALL Kec«iv«r. In Effect Jan. 10. IBM NORi H SOUTH. 0 8 1*. M. P.M. Lv 4 1 0 Charleston 2 30 Ar 5 20 Pregnall’s 1.10 7.2'■ Sumter 11.02 a.:>7 Darlington 9.50 9 29 Hennettsville 9.00 9.53 i iilisou 8 37 Ar 19.80 liainlet 8.10 Lv |>.>| A.M No U connects •>( Hamlet with 8. A. L. Ve« ibtlle train for Raleigh, Rich mond. Washington, Baltimore, Phil adelphia and New Y’ork. No 8 connects with 8. A. L. Vesti bule train from above named points. Trains run solid to and from Charles ton. C. MILLARD. Superintendent. c. U D. and C. A 8 RAILROADS, in effect J une 3, 1894. MIXED TRAIN Leave Wadesboro . 2.00 p m Bennett’s . 2.25 p m Morven’s McFarland Oheraw . 3.45 p m Cash's .. 4.10 p m Society Hill.... .. 4.40 p in Dove’s Floyd’s . 5.80 p m Darlington 0.05 p m Palmetto Arrive Florence Leave Florence Palmetto Darlington Floyd’s 8.35 a m . J.00 a m Dove’s Society Hill..... .. 9 45 a m Cash’s Cheraw . 11.00 a m McFarland . 11.40 a m Morven’s 11.55 a m Bennett’s . 12.10 a m Arrive Wadesboro Local Freight. .. 13.30 a m Leave Darlington.... 4 30 p m Palmetto . 4.42 p m Arrive Florence . 5.00 l) in Leave Florence . 8.30 a m Palmetto . 8.50 a m Arrive Darlington 9 Oo a m A. F. RAVENEL, President, ORTH EASTERN RAILROAD. In effect Nor- 18, 1894; SOOTH BOUND. RENMARK PUT 1118 ARM AROUND MAR- -v. hi t’s WAIST. tered to himself at last “The highest bidder can have mo, with no upset price. Dick Y’ates, I wouldn’t have be lieved it of you. Y’ou a newspaper man? Y’ou a reporter from ’way back? You up to smiff? Yates, I’m ashamed to be seen in your company. Go back to New York and let the youngest re porter in from a country newspaper scoop the daylight out of you. To think that this thing has been going on right under your well-developed nose and you never saw it—worse, never had the faintest suspicion of it— thrust at you twenty times a day— nearly got your stupid head smashed on account of it—and yet bleated away like the innocent little lamb that you are, and never even suspected! Dick, you're a three-sheet poster fool in colored Ink. And to think that both of them know all about the first pro posal—both of them! Well, thank heaven, Toronto is a long way from New York.” [trf. end.] STATE OF SOUTH CAROLINA. County of Darlington. By IV’. II. Hoole, Esq., Probate Judge. Whereas, YV. H. Blackwell hath made suit to me to grant unto him Lettersof Administration of the Estate of and effects of Mrs. Fannie Blaek- well. These are therefore to cite and ad monish all and singular the kindred and Creditors of the saidFannieHlack- well, deceased, that they be and ap ear before me. in the Court of Pro- ate, to be held at Darlington, C. H. on Ma'cli 9th. next, after publication thereof, at 11 o’clock in the forenoon, to show cause, if any they have, why the said Administration should not be granted. Given undermy Hand, this35thday of Feb. Anno Domini, 1895. W. B HOOLE, Feb. 28.—2t. Judge of Probate. READ OUR NEW SERIAL, The Sign of •O'he Four BY DR. A. CONAN DOYLE. H aving purchased the Plant of the Atlantic Phos phate Company, together witli the entire stock, brands and good-will, we take this method of thanking the friends and patrons of the Chieora Fertilizer Company for their cordial suppoitaud patronage in tlie past, and now solieit the patronage of the Atlantic Phosphate Company, as well as the Chieora brands, guaranteeing that, under the management of the Chieora, the reputation earned by the Atlantic brands will be fully sus tained. CHICORA FERTILIZER CO., Charleston, S. C. Geo. A. Wagener, General Manager No doubt you have heard of Dr. Conan Doyle and his wonderful Sherlock Holmes Stories Dr. Doyle’s recent visit to America, and the great fame of all his stories render this one doubly interesting. READ IT WITHOUT FAIL! I Does This 1 I Hit You? I 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 j A 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 umtsual opening for somebody. If it fits you, it will pay you. Fur ther information on request. W. J. Roddey, Manager, Rock Mill, S. C. N 9. 85. Leave Florence 8.10 a m Lanes 4.30 a m Arrive Charleston G.10 a m No. 28. Leave Florence 1.85 p m Kiugstree 8.40 pm Lanes 9.07 p in Arrive Charleston 11.13 p m No. 58. Leave Lanes 7.05 p m Arrive Charleston 8.40 p m NORTH BOUND. No. 78. Leave Charleston 3.85 a m Lanes 5.40 a m Kiugstree 0 00 a m Arrive Florence 7.05 a w No. 32. Leave Charleston 8.55 p m Lanes 5.44 p m Kiugstree 5.59 p in Arrive Florence 0.55 p in No. 52. Leave Charleston 7.15 a in Arrive Lanes 8.45 * ic No. 52 runs through to Colombia via Central R. R. of 8. 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. Sopt. tv 7ILMINGTON, COLUMBIA * AUGUSTA RALROAD. In effect J une 3, 1894. SOUTH BOUND. No. 5b. Leave Wilmington 3.80 p m Marion 0.21 pm Arrive Florence ' 7.10 p m No. 50. Leave Florence 7.25 p m Sumter 8.80 p m Leave Sumter 8.88 p m Arrive Columbia 10.00 p m No. 58. Leave Florence 8.15 a m Arrive Sumter 4 21 a m 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 in, Manning 9 25 a m. NORTH BOUND. Leave Coluinbh Sumter... Arrive Florence Leave Florence Marion Arrive Wilmington.. Leave Columbia... Arrive Sumter No. 51. . 4.80 a m a . 5.58 a m . 7.10 am No. 50. 7.85 am 8-10 a m 11.00 a m •No. 58. 4.20 p m 5.48 p m No. 59. Leave Columbia Sumter 5.47 p m Arrive Florence 0.5 > p m No 58 runs thiougu to onari«ston via central Railroad, arriving Man ning 0.21 p in. lames 7.05 p in, charleston 8-40 p in. Trains on South and North Caro lina R. R., leave Atkins 9.40 a. m. and 0.30 p. m., arriving Lucknow 11.10 a. m. and 8.00 p. in. Returning leave Lucknow 0.45 a. m. and 4.20 p m., ar riving Atkins 8.15 a. m. and 5,50p.m. Daily except Sunday. Trains on Wilmington, Chadboura and Conway Railroad leave Chad- bourn at 10.10 a m, arrive at Conway 12.30 p in, returning leave Conway at 2:00 p. m.. arrive Chadbonm 4:50 p. m. Leave Chadbourn 5.85 p in arri . • t Hub 0 20 p. m. Re turning leave Hub 8.15 a m, arrive at Chadbourn 9.00 a m. Dally exepet dot day. JOHN F. DIVINE. Gen’l 8t»r*Y.