The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, June 19, 1913, Page THREE, Image 3

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Kingstree D When you bring our store you are s physician calls foror inferior drugs i pounding. | We keep on hat 1 Tp-to-Date Toilet J I umes, Etc. Also v Iment of Stationer: 1? r D. M. Ferry Ill The Best Vi I Tobacco, Ciga THE KINGSTRE! fj 7 Go To we I * r' k A record of more tha hind him. With a bum . on hand, he is always r Also Feed ar ^ J. L. Stuckey, f thf wnnn fvfriastin W 1Mb II WWW ? iI SASH, DOOR: I Lengthen the Lifi ASK YOU i L. Wether I 1 LARGEST MFRS. SOUTH, piers; X Mr. Farmer V r*A*MA in on/) eta A VV1UC lit unit ^v v and stop buying I o McCormick, the I X Ask those who hi 5 mick and they wi o our statement is V YOURS' 8 Williamsburg Li rj Thos. McCutchen, Mgr. . Instead ofWooi they 'juein^p^wvc an< Fo Williamsburg Hardware I itr<j?. K ,f, , .* :< \ rug Company your prescription to ure to get what your ~r* onKafiflltPS ~"11U o M WO ?-? ? I ire used by us in comid a complete line of Articles, Soaps, Peran Excellent AssortV ?j? C J s vxctrucii Jttu arieties Grown. # rs and Cigarettes E DRUG COMPANY Stuckey L ( HYTH|N6 IN HORSEFLESH m twenty years stands bech of nice horses and mules eady for a sale or a swap, id Livery Stables. Lake City, S. C. 6-CYPRESSf ? AND BLINDS I ? Va?<?* RiillHlnda. K R DEALER OR 10m & Son, f CHARLESTON, S. C. # k <X t XXXXXXXXXXX ^ it a Mower and Rake a iiay. We handle the y >est on the market, o ive used the McCor- X 11 convince you that v correct. O rO PLEASE, V ve . Stock Company, O KINGSTREE, S. C. X oooocxxxxxxxxS & Shingles orSIate \COXTRIGHT J Metal Shingles X W TIi? fnnEna ll?t Nrii a* Inn? as I J the building and never needs ' repairs. They won't bum, crack, curl or rot ike wood shingles, nor have they the sat weight or brittleness of stone slate; 1 look better than either. r Salt by . . j), Ktafstree. S. C. * Civ ? ' ' - .. r:.. . i ' ; WATCH YOUR BAD 13 Little Stomachs Get Oat of Order Easily In Hot Weather. During the hot months mothers should look very caretully to the condition of the bowels of babies and young children,and, for that matter, it is very important in the lives of people of all ages. Care should be that the water is pure, the milk wholesome and the fruit ripe(though not over-ripe),and vhat not too'much of anything is eater. When trouble results it is usually in the form if constipation or of diarrhoea. If the child loses appetite, is fretful or languid, and complains of headache, you may look for constipation. Give it a small dose of Dr Caldwell's Syrup Pepsin at night on rearing,and by morning this pleasant laxative will have acted and the child will be its normal self again. At the first sign of a summer cold also give Syrup Pepsin, as the clean ing out of the bowels will usually be sufficient to break the cold. Summer diarrhoea can be stopped in the same way by ridding the bowels of the poisons and germs that cause the trouble. This opinion of the value of Syrup Pepsin is shared by thousands of people like Mre Ella Denzel, 124 Nichols Ave, Stratford, Conn, who ^ C S*" Drink (cca\ . 7^^^ ??g A welcome addi hMb Sparkling with life < THE COCA-COL^ Wbenerer yon GASOLINI _ *^^WPW^ yfJBPBBwIBB^^^MMLK^. |HP||BH|^K jHH ??.CvS?v ^ ' Let us figure with you when yc handle the Associated Manufacti and will be pleased to show them our garage. HAMER-THOMSON CO., CYPRESS SASH, Largest manufacturing Special sizes on short noti< A. H. FISC CHARLES 12-5-26t ij-Xl k ;j .M( - ' _ !Y ESE SUMMER DAYS. pi uses it successfully and gives it to her two little boys; and Mrs C C Allen of New Monterey,Cal, who finds it in every particular just wnat she and her family need. Avoid giving children cathartics, purgatives,pills or powders, as they are too harsh. Confine yourself to & gentle laxative-tonic like Dr Caldwell's Syrup Pepsin. You can obtain it of any druggist at fifty cents and one dollar a bottle, the latter being the family size. | Families wishing to try a free samI pie bottle can obtain it, postpaid, by ' addressing Dr W B Caldwell, 418 i Washington St, Monticello, 111. adv rThe Beverage under me >11 yn mWS /nr\ wa 1 ition to any party? I -any place. M tnd wholesomenets. Mj licious m Freshing m 'Quenching M i Genuine? At jbstitutes. Soda Fountain! ^r or Carbonated in Bottles. V COMPANY, ATLANTA, GA. ? ? * ?K?nlp a# Cnei.Coll. 2 ENGINES >u want a gasoline engine. We irers' celebrated line of Engines i to those who are interested at i - Kingstree, S, C. DOORS - BLINDS stock house in the South. 'ft. !HER COTON, S. C t KiijtM it" - ?.rm t>\d f'loyt (?'i ? v't. . , r- ' ----- - - - -- - 4't^fe'.. . *, _ , How Stonewall Jackson Diet. Stonewall Jackson, who, next to Lee, was perhaps the most distinguished general of the Confederacy, died fifty years ago, May 10, as the result of wounds received at the battle of Chancellorsville May 2, 1863. In the confusion of the battle and falling dusk, he was shot down by Southern troops. The story is TAknoAM in 1 tuiu kjj iiiai jr uuuuovu iu her novel, "The Long Roll." The moon was coming up. She silvered the wilderness about Dowdall's tavern. She made a pallor about the group of staff and held officers gathered beside the road. Her light glinted on Stonewall Jackson's saber and on the worn braid of the old forage cap. The clamor about Chancellorsyille, where, in hot haste, Hooker made dispositions,streamed east and west, meeting and blending with, westward,a like distraction of forming commands, of battle lines made in the darkness among thickets. The moon was high, but not observed. Behind him Captain Wilbourne, of the signal corps, two aides and seyeral couriers, Jackson rode along the plank road. There was a regiment drawn across this way through the wilderness, on the road and in the woods, on either hand. In places in the wilderness the scrub that burned fearfully the next day and the next was even now afire,and gave,though uncertainly and dimly, a certain illumination. By it the regiment was perceived. It seemed composed of tall and shadowy men. "What troops are these?" asked the general. "Lane's North Carolinians, sir,the Eighteenth." As he passed the regiment started to cheer. He shook his head. "Don't, men. We want quiet now." A few hundred yards from Chanppllnrflvillp Vip ohpplrpH T.ittlp Sorrel. The horse stood, fore-feet planted. Horse and rider, they stood and listened. Hooker's reserves were up, Above the Chancellor house, on the Chancellorsville ridge, they were throwing up entrenchments. -They were digging the earth with bayonets, they were heaping it up with their hands. Turning Little Sorrel,he rode back along the plank road toward his own lines. The light of the burning brush had sunken. The cannon smoke floating iin the air, the very thick woods, made all thing9 obscure. Stonewall Jackson came toward lltA Pntt/vltM^AMn Ua nni /?lr 1T7 LUC V^Oi Uliuiaus. XXC XUUC 4u1v.n1; past the dark shell of a house sunken amid the pines. With him were seven or eight persons. Tne horses' hoofs made a trampling on the plank road. The woods were deep, the obscurity great. Suddenly out of the brush rang a sho^ an accidentally discharged rifle. Some gray soldiers among Lane's tensely awaiting ranks spoke from the cofe of a fearful dream; "Yankee cavalry!" "Fire!" called an officer of the Eighteenth North Carolina. The volley, [striking diagonally across the road, emptied several saddles. Stonewall Jackson, the aides and Wilbourne wheeled to the left, dug spur and would have plunged into the road. "Fire!" said the Carolinians, dressed to the left of the road and fired. Little Sorrel, maddened, dashed into the!wood. An oak bough struck his rider, almost bearing him from the saddle. With his right hand, from which the blood was streaming,in which a bullet was imbedded, he caught the bridle, managed to turn the agonized brute into the road again. There seemed a wild sound,a confusion of voices. Someone had stopped the firing. "My God, men! You are*firing into us!" In the road were the aides. They caught the rein, stopped the horse. Wilbourne put up his arms. "Gen eral! General! you are not hurt? Hold there! Morrison?Leigh!" They laid him on the ground beneath the pines and fired the brushwood for a light. One rode off for Doctor McGuire and another with a penknife cut away the sleeve from the left arm, through which had gone two bullets. A mounted man came at a gallop and threw himself from his horse. It was A P HilL ' ! ... / "General, General! You are not much hurt?" "Yes, I think I am," said Stonewall Jackson. "And my wounds are from my own men." The aides lifted the wounded general. "No one," said Hill, "must toll tVio trruina arhn xjuun wminrlpH." The other opened his eyes, "fell them simply that you have a wounded officer. General Hill, you are in command now. Press right on." A litter was found and Stonewall Jackson was laid upon it. The little procession moved toward Dowdall's tavern. A shot pierced the arm of one of the aides.loosening his hold of the litter. It tilted. The general fell heavily to the ground; injuring afresh the wounded limb, striking and bruising his side. They raised him, pale now and silent, and at last they struggled through the wood to a little clearing. On May 5 Stonewall Jackson was carefully moved from the wilderness to Guiney's station. Here was a large old residence?the Chandler house?within a sweep of grass and trees; about it one or two small buildings. The great house was Ailed,crowded to its doors with wotiqded soldiers, so they laid Stonewall Jackson in a rude cabin among the trees. The left arm had been amputated in the field hospital. He was thought to be doing well. At day- ' light Thursday he had his physician called. "I am suffering great pain," he said.? "See what is the matter with me." And presently, ' Ts it pneumonia?" That afternoon his wife came. He was aroused to speak to her, greet her with love, then sank into something like stupor. There were times when he was slightly delirious. He gave orders in a shadow of the old * voice. "You must hold out a little longer, men; you must hold out a little longer! Press forward?press forward?press forward! Give them canister, Major Pelham!" Sunday, the 10th, dawned. It was sunny weather, fair and sweet, with all the bloom of May, the bright trees waving,the long grass rippling, waters flowing, the sky azure, bees about the flowers, the birds singing piercingly sweetly, Mother Earth so beautiful,the sky down-bending, the light of the sun so gracious, warm and vital! A little before noon, kneeling beside him, his wife told Stonewall Jackson that he would die. He smiled and laid his hand upon her bowed head. "You are frightened, iny child. Death is not so near. I may get well." / ^ i The doctor came to him. 'Doctor, Anna tells me that I am going to die. Is it so?" "Oh, general, general! It is so." He lay silent a moment, then he saijj: "Very good, very good! It is all right!" Throughout the day his mind was now clouded, now clear. The alternate clear moments and the lapses into stupor or delirium were like the sinking or rising of a strong swimmer, exhausted at last, the prey at last of a shoreless sea. At times he came head and shoulders out of the sea, opened his grey blue eyes upon his staff. The sea drew him under / ooroin The day drew on to afternoon. He lay straight upon the bed, silent for the most part, but now and then wandering a little. His wife bowed herself beside him; in a corner wept the old man,Jim. Outside the windows there seemed a hush as of death. "Pass the infantry to the front!" ordered Stonewall Jackson. "Tell A P Hill to prepare for action!" the voice sank; there came a long silence; there was only heard the old man crying in the corner. Then for the last time in this phase of being the great soldier opened his eyes. In a moment he spoke, in a very sweet and calm voice: "Let us cross over the river and rest under the shade of the trees." He died.?Houston ^ J. 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