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It was snowing hard, as it had been for twenty-four honrs. The evergreen trees hung low with the snow. Nicholas Gunns little honse was almost hidden beneath it. The snow shelved ont over the eaves and clung in damp masses to the walls. Nicholas sat on his doorstep, and the snow fell npon him. His old cap had become a tall white crown. There was a ridge of snow npon his bent shoulders. He sat perfectly still. His eyes were fixed npon the weighted ever? greens across the rafyl, bnt he did not seem to see them. H?*looked as calmly passive beneath the storm as a Buddhist monk. There were no birds stirring and there was no wind. All the sound came from the muffled rustle of the snow on the trees, and that was so slight as to seem scarcely more than a thought of sound. The road str^tehed to the north and south through the forest of pine and cedar and hemlock. Nicholas Gnnn's was the only house in sight. Stephen Forster came np the road from the southward. He bent his head and struggled along; the snow was above his knees, and at every step he lifted his feet painfully, as from a quicksand. He advanced quite noiselessly until he be? gan to cough. The cough was deep and rattling, and he had to stand still in the snow while it was upon him. Nicholas Gunn never looked np. Stephen bent himself almost double, the cough became u strangle, but Nicholas kept his calm eyes fixed upon the evergreens. At last Stephen righted himself and kept on. He was very small; his clothes were covered with snow, and patches of - it clung to his face. He looked like some little winter starved, white furred animal creeping painfully to cover. .When he came opposite the house he half halted, but Nicholas never stirred nor looked his way, and he kept on. It was all that he could do to. move; the cough had exhausted him; he carried a heavy basket too. He had proceeded only a few paces be? yond the honse when his knees bent nuder him and he fairly sank down into the snow. He groaned a little, but Nicho? las did not tum his head. After a little Stephen raised himself, lifted his basket and went staggering hack. "Mr. Gunn," said he. Nicholas turned his eyes slowly and looked at him, but he did not speak. Nicholas turned his eyes slo?dy and looked at him. "Can't I go into your house an set down an rest a few minutes? I'm 'most beat out," "No, yon can't," replied Nicholas Gunn. "I dunno as I can git home." Nicholas made no rejoinder. He turned his eyes away. Stephen stood looking piteously at him. Hi3 sharply cut, deli? cate face gleamed white through the white fell of the snow. "If you'd jest let me set there a few minutes," he said." Nicholas sat immovable. Stephen tried to walk on, but suddenly another coughing fit seized him. He stumbled across the road and propped himself against a pine tree, setting the basket down in the snow. He twisted himself about the snowy tree trunk and the coughs came in a rattling volley. Nicholas Gunn looked across at him and waited until Stephen got his breath. Then he spoke. "Look a here!" he said. "What say?" "If you want to set in the house a few minutes you can. There ain't no nie there." "Thank ye." It was some time before Stephen For? ster gathered strength enough to return across the road to the house. He leaned against the tree panting, the tears run? ning down his cheeks. Nicholas did not offer to help him. When at last Stephen got across the road he rose to let him pass through the door; then he sat down again on the doorstep. Stephen Forster set his basket on the floor and staggered across the room toa chair. He leaned his head back against the wall and panted. The room was bit? terly cold; the snow drifted in through the open door where Nicholas sat. There was no furniture except a cooking stove, a cot bed, one chair and a table; but there were ornaments. Upon the wall hung various little worsted and card? board decorations. There was a lamp mat on the table, and in one corner was a rude bracket holding a bouquet of wax flowers under a tall glass shade. There was also a shelf full of books be? side the window. Stephen Forster did not notice any? thing. He sat with his eyes closed. Once or twice he tried feebly to brush the snow off his clothes; that was all. Nicholas never turned his head. He looked like a stone image there in the doorway. In about twenty minutes Stephen arose, took his basket up and went timidly toward the door. "Fm much obleeged to ye, Mr. Gunn," he said. "I guess I can git alon^ now." Nicholas got up, and the snow fell from hi* shoulders in great cakes. He stood aside to let Stephen pass. Stephen, outside the door, paused and looked up J at him. "I'm much obleeged to ye," he said ?gain. "I guess I can git home now. I I had them three coughin spells after I I left the store, and i got ?inost beat I out." Nicholas grunted and sat down again. Stephen looked at him a minute; then he j smiled abashedly and turned away, urging his feeble little boy through the i storm. Nicholas watched him. then I turned his head with a stiff jerk. "If he wants to go out in such weather ? he can. I don't care." he muttered. It was nearly four o'clock in the aftt-r noon. The snow was gradually ceasing. ' Presently a yellow light could be seen j through the weeds in the west. Some birds flew into one of the snowy trees; a ' wood sled creaked down the road; the I ?iver stared at Nicholas in the door- ! way; he turned his head and stared ; again. Ii was evident that he was not one of the vii?age people. They bad witnessed the peculiarities of Nicholas Gunn for the last six years. They still stared, but not as assiduously. The driver of the wood sled, as 6<?>;i .i? he went down the slope in the road and ! could no longer seo Nicholas, began fc -whistle. The thistle floated hack lik a wake of merry sound. Presently Nicholas arose, took off hi cap and beat it against the doorpost ti j rid it of its dome of snow. Then h shook himself like a dog and stamped Then he went into the house and stoo< looking irresolutely at the cold stove. "Should like a fire to heat up my hast; puddin mighty well, so-I won't hav it," said Le. He took a wooden bucket and wen with it out of doors, around the hons over a snow covered path to a spring The water trickled into its little basil from under a hood of snow. Nichola plunged in his bucket, withdrew it fille< with water and carried it back to th? house. The path led through the woods all the trees and bushes were white arcs Some of the low branches bowed ove the path, and Nicholas passing unde them had to stoop. Nicholas, back in his house, got a bow Out of a rude closet; it was nearly ful of cold hasty pudding. He stood then and swallowed it in great gulps. The light was waning fast, althougl it lasted longer than usual on account o the snow, which, now the clouds wer< gone, was almost like a sheet of whit* light Nicholas, when he had finished hi? supper, plunged out again into this pah dusk. He tramped, knee deep, dowi the road for a long way. He reached th< little village center, left it behind, anc went on between white meadow lands and stretches of woods. Once in awhilf he met a man plodding down to th? store, but there were few people abroad The road would not be cleared until morning. Finally Nicholas turned about and went back until he reached the village store. Its windows and glass door were full of yellow light, in which one could see many heads moving. When Nicholas opened the clanging door and went in all the heads turned toward him. There was hardly a man there as tall as he. He went across the store with a kind of muscular shamble; his head, with its wild, light beard, had a lofty lift to it The lounging men watched him furtive? ly as he bought some Indian meal and matches at the counter. When he had gone out with his purchases there was a burst of laughter. The storekeeper thrust a small, sharp face over the coun? ter. "If a man is such a darned fool as to live on meal and matches, I ain't got nothing to say so long as he pays me the money down," said he. He had a hoarse cold and his voice was a facetious whis? per. There was another shout of laughter. Nicholas could hear it as he went down the street. The stranger who had driven the wood sled past Nicholas' house was among the men. He was snowbound over night in the village. He was a young fellow, with innocent eyes and a hanging jaw. He nudged the man next him. "What in creation ails the fellar any? how?" said he. "I seed him a-settin on his doorstep this afternoon, and the snow a-drivia right on to him." "He ain't right in his upper story," replied the man. "Su^ethin went agin him; his wife run*off with another fellar or somethin, an he's cracked." "Why don't they shet him up?" "He ain't dangerous. Reckon he won't hurt nobody but himself. If he wants to set out in a drivin snowstorm and tramp till he's tuckered out, it ain't nothin to nobody else but himself. There ain't no use bringin that kind of crazy on the town." "'Twouldn't cost the town much," chimed in another man. "He's worth property. Shouldn't be surprised if he was worth $3,000. And there he is a-livin on cornmeal and water." An old man in a leather cushioned armchair beside the stove turned his grizzly, quizzical face toward the others and cleared his rhroat. They all bent forward attentively. He had a reputa? tion for wit. "Makes me think of old Eph Huntly and the story Squire Morse used to tell about him," said he. He paused im? pressively and they waited. Then he went on: "Seems old Eph got terrible hard up one time. One thing after an? other went agin him. He'd been laid up with the rheumatiz all winter; then his wife, she'd been sick, an they was 'most eat up with medicine an doctors' bills. Then his hay crop hed failed an his pertaters hed rotted, an finally, to cap the climax, his best cow died an the int'rest money was due on the mortgage an he didn't have a cent to pay it with. Well, he couldn't raise the money no? how, an the day came when he s'posed the farm would have to go. Lawyer Holmes, he held the mortgage, an he ex? pected to see him drive into the yard any time. Well, old Eph he jest goes out in the yard an he ketches a nice fat crower an he kifis him an picks him. Then he takes him in to his wife. She was taJrin on terribie cause s?e t?ongiit the farm hed got to go, an sezhe, 'Sukey Ann, I want you to go an cook this crower jest as good as you know how.1 'Oh, Lort' sez she, 'I don't want no crow? er.' an she boohooed right out. Bur old Eph, he made bergo an stuff that crower an cook him. an bile onions, turnips an squash an ail the fixins. He said he never felt so bad in his life, an he never got to sech a desperii pitch, an he was goin to have a good dinner anyhow. Well, it so happened that Lawyer Holmes, he tiriv into the yard jest as old Epif ac his wife were settin down to dinner, an he see that nice baked crower an the fixins all set out, an he didn't know what to make on't. lt seemed to him Eph couldn't be so dreadful bad off or he wouldn't have any heart for extra dinners, an mebbe he hed some way of raisin the money in prospect. "Then Lawyer Holmes, he was mighty fond of his victuals himself, an the up shot of it was he was sot down to the table an eat a good meal of the crower an fixins, an there wa'n't no mortgage foreclosed that day, an before long Eph, he managed to raise the money some? how. Now if Nicholas Gunn jest hed a little grain of old Eph's sense he'd jest git better victuals tho wuss he felt an let one kinder make up for t'other, in? stead of livin on injun meal and matches. 1 rather guess I wouldn't toke to no meal an matches if my Ann Lizy left me. Fd live jest as high as I could to keep my spirits up." There was a burst of applause. Th . old man sat winking and grinning com placently. "Nicholas Gunn is a darned fool or j else he's cracked," said the storekeep**! : in his hoarse whisper. Meanwhile Nicholas Gunn went home, i He put his meal away in the closet; he lighted a candle with one of Iiis matches; i he read awhile in the Bible; then K< went to bed. That was too luxurious for him. He slept rolled in a blanket on the bare floor. Nicholas Gunn, whether his eccen? tricities arose from mystical religious fervor or from Iiis own personal sorrows, would have been revered and worshiped as a saintly ascetic among some nations; ; among New Englanders he met with j the coarse ridicule of the loafers in a country store. Idle meditation and mor? tification ot the flesh, except for gain, were among them irreconcilable with i sanity. Nicholas would have had more prestige had he fled to the Himalayas and built himself a cell in some wild pass; however, prestige was not what he soug?t. Tho next morning a wind had risen; it blew stiff and cold from the north. The snow was drifted into long waves? and looked like a frozen sea. A flock of sparrows had collected in front of Nich? olas Gunns door and he stood watching them. They were searching for crumbs ; this deep snow had shortened their re? sources woefully; all their larders were buried. There were no crumbs before this door, but they searched assiduously, with their feathers ruffled in the wind. Stephen Forster came up the road with his market basket; it was all he could do to face the cold wind. His thin coat was buttoned tight across his narrow shoulders; his old tippet blew out. He advanced with a kind of sidewise mo? tion, presenting his body like a wedge to the wind; he could not walk fairly against it. When he was opposite Nicholas the sparrows flew up at his feet; he paused and shifted his basket. "Good mornin, Mr. Gunn," said he if? jt weak voice. Nicholas nodded. Stephen's face was mottled with purple; his nose and mouth looked shrunken; his shoes were heavy with snow. "If you want to go in and set down a few minutes you can," said Nicholas. Stephen moved forward eagerly. "Thank ye, Mr. Gunn; I am kinder beat out, an I'd like to set a few min? utes," he said. * He went in and sat down. The wind rushed in great gusts past the open door. Stephen began to cough. Nicholas hesi? tated; his face was surly; then he shut the door with a bang. While Stephen rested himself in the house Nicholas marched np and down before it like a sentinel. He did not seem to see Stephen when he came out, but he stood before him in his track. "Fm much obleeged, Mr. Gunn," said he. Nicholas nodded. Stephen hesitated a minute; then he went on up the road. The snow blew up around him in a daz? zling cloud and almost hid him from sight. "It's the last time I do it," muttered Nicholas. But it was not. Every morning, storm or shine, Stephen Forster toiled painfully over the road with his market basket, and every morning Nicholas Gunn in-* vited Jilin into the fireless hermitage to rest. A freezing hospitality, but he of? fered it, and Stephen accepted it with a fervent gratitude. It grew apparently mere and more necessary. Stephen crept more and more feebly over the road; he had to keep setting his basket down. Nicholas never asked him if he were ill; he never questioned him at all, although he knew nothing about him but his name. Nich? olas did not know the name3 even of many of the village people; he had never offered nor invited confidences. Stephen also did not volunteer any information as to his circumstances during his morn? ing calls upon Nicholas; indeed he was too exhausted; he merely gave his gen? tle and timid thanks for the hospitality. There came a night in January when ?|e cold reached the greatest intensity of the season. The snow creaked under foot; the air was full of sparkles; there were noises like guns in the woods, for the trees were almost freezing. The moon was full and seemed like a very fire of death, radiating cold instead of heat. Nicholas Gunn, stern anchoret tliat he was, could not sleep for the cold. He got up and paced his room. He would not kindle a fire in the stove. He swung his arms and stamped. Suddenly he heard a voice outside. It sounded al? most like a child's. "Mr. Gunn!" it cried. Nicholas stopped and listened. It came again "Mr. Gunn!" "Who's there?" Nicholas sung out gruffly. "It's-me!" Then Nicholas knew it was Stephen Forster. He opened the door and Stephen stood there in the moonlight. "What are you out for this time of night?" asked Nicholas. Stephen chattered so that he could hardly speak. He cowered before Nich? olas; the moonlight seemed to strike his little shivering form like a broadside of icy spears. "I'm 'fraid I'm freezin," he gasped. "Can't ye take me in?" "What are yon out for this time of night?" repeated Nicholas in a rough, loud tone. "I had to. I'll tell you when I git a leetle warmer. I dunno but-I'm freez? in." Stephen's voice indeed sounded as if ice were forming over it, muffling it Nicholas suddenh' grasped him by one arm. "Come in then, if ye've got to," he growled. He pulled so suddenly and strongly that Stephen made a run into the house, and his heels flew up weakly. Nicholas whirled him about and seated him on his cot bed. "Now lay down here," he ordered, "and I'll cover ye up." Stephen obeyed. Nicholas pulled off his boots, gave his feet a fierce rab and fixed the coverings over him with rough energy. Then he l>egan pacing the room again. Presently he went up to the bed. "Warmer?" "I guess-so." Stephen's slavering seemed to shake the room. Nicholas hustled a coat off a peg and put it over Stephen. Then he paced again. Stephen began to cough. Nich? ed as made an exclamation and stampf d angrily out of the house. There was a little leanto at the back and there was some fuel stored in it. Nicholas came back quickly with his arms full of wood. He piled it into the stove, set a match to it and put on a kettle of water. Then he dragged the cot bed with Stephen on it close to the stove, and began to rub him unde r the bedclothes. His face was knit savagely, but he rubbed with a tender strength. "Warmer?" said he. "Yes, I-br," returned Stephen grate? fully. The Art burned briskly; the sharp air begun to soften. Soon the kettle steamed. Nicholas got a measure of meal out of his cupboard and prepared some por? ridge in a little stewpan. When it be? gun to boil he bent over the stove and stirred carefully, lest it should lump. When it was thick enough he dished it, salted it and carried it to Stephen. 'Tm '/raid I'm freezin " he gasped. "There, eat it." said he. "it's the best I've got; it'll warm ye some. I ain't got no spirits, never keep any in the "1 guess 1 ain't-very hungry, Mr. Gunn," said Stephen feebly. "Eat it." Stephen raised himself and drained the bowl with convulsive gulps. Tears stood in his eyes and he gasped when he lay back again. However, the warm por? ridge revived him. Presently he looked at Nicholas, who was putting more wood on the fire. "I s'pose you think it's terrible queer that I come here this way," said he, "but there wa'n't no other way. I dun? no whether you know how I've been li vin or not." "No, I don:t." "Well, I've been livin with my half sister, Mis' Morrison. Mebl>e you've heard of her?" "No, I ain't." "She keeps boarders. We ain't lived in this town mor'n three years; we moved here from Jackson. Mis' Morrison's husband's dead, so she keeps boarders. She's consider'ble older'n me. I ain't never been very stout, but I used to tend in a store till I got worse. I coughed so it used to plague the customers. Then I had to give it up, and when Mis' Mor rison'Sj husband died and she come here I come with her; she thought there'd be some chores I could do for my board. An I've worked jest as hard as I could an I ain't complained. I've been down to the store to get the meat for the boarders' dinners when I could scarcely get along over the ground. But I cough so bad nights that the boarders they complain an Mis' Morrison says I must go to-the poorhouse. I heard her talkin with the hired girl about it. She's goin to get the selectmen to the house tomor? row mornin. An-I ain't a-goin to the poorhouse! None of my folks have ever been there, an I ain't goin! I'll risk it but what I can get some work to do. 1 ain't quite so fur gone yet. I waited till the honse was still, an then I cut. "I thought if you'd take me in till mornin I could git down to the depot an go to Jackson before the selectmen eome. I've got a little money-enough to take me to Jackson-I've been savin of lt up these three years, in case any? thing happened. Ifs some I earned tend?? store. Pm willin to pay you for my night's lodgin." Nicholas nodded grimly. He had stood still, listening to the weak, high pitched voice from the bed. "It's in my vest pocket in my pocket? book," said Stephen. "If you'll come here I'll give it to you and you can take what you think it's worth. I pinned the pocket up so's to be sure I didn't lose it." Stephen began rumbling at hi3 vest. Nicholas lifted a cover from the stove. "I don't want none of your money," said he. "Keep your money." Nicholas nodded grimly. ! "I've got enough to pay j'ou an take me to Jackson." j "I tell ye, stop talkin about your I money." Stephen said no more; he looked lerri fied. The air grew wanner. Everything ! was quiet, except for the detonations of the frost in the forest outside and its j sharp cracks in the house walls. Soon Stephen fell asleep and lay breathing I short and hard. Nicholas sat beside him. It was broad daylight when Stephen aroused himself. He awoke suddenly and completelv and began to get out of bed. "I guess it's time I was goin," said he. "Fm much obleeged to yee, Mr. Gunn." "You lay still." Stephen looked at him "You lay still," repeated Nicho? las. Stephen sank back irresolutely; his timid, bewildered eyes followed Nich? olas, who was smoothing his hair and beard before a little looking glass near the window. There was a good fire in the cooking stove, and the room was quite warm, although it was evidently a very cold day. The two windows were thickly coated with frost, and the room was full of a dim white light. One of the windows faced toward the east, but the sun was still hidden by the trees across the road. Nicholas smoothed his hair and his wild beard slowly and punctiliously. Stephen watched him. "Mr. Gunn," he said at length. "What say?" "I'm afraid-I shan't get to the depot before the train goes if I don't start pretty soon." Nicholas went on smoothing his beard. At length he laid his comb down and turned around. "Look a here!" said he; "you might jest as well understand it. You ain't a-goin to any depot today, an you ain't a-goin to any train, an you ain't a-goin to any depot tomorrow nor to any train, an you ain't a-goin the next day, nor the next, nor the next, nor the next after that." * "What be 1 a-goin to do?" "You are a-goin to stay jest where you are. I've fought against your comin as long as I could, an now you've come, an I've turned thc corner, you are a-goin to stay. When I've been walking in the teeth of my own will on one road, an havin all I could do to breast it, 1 ain't a-goin to do it on another. I've give it up, an I'm a-goin to slav give up. You lay still." Stephen's small, anxious face on the pillow looked almost childish. His help? lessness of illness seemed to produce the same expression as the helplessness of infancy. His ?milo w, innocent blue eyes were fixed upon Nicholas with blank in? quiry. "Won't Miss Morrison l-o after me?" he asked finally. "No, she won't. Don't you worry. I'm a-goin over to see her. You lay still." Nicholas shook his coat before he put it on; he beat his cap against thu wall, then adjusted ir carefully. "Now," said he, "I'm a-goin. I've left enough wood in the stove, an I guess it'll keep warm till 1 get hack. 1 shan't be gone any longer than 1 ran help." "Mr. ( rumi!" "What say'r" "I rnther guess IM ltett-erV>e a-^?>in." Nicholas looked sternly at Stephen. "You lay still," he repeated. "Don't you try to get up whilst I'm gone; you ain't fit to. Don't you worry. I'm a-goin to fix itali right. I'm a-goin touring you something nice for breakfast. You lay still." Stex>hen stared at him; his thin shoulders hitched uneasily nuder Hie coverlid. "You're a-goin toiaystill,ain't you?" repeated Nicholas. "Yes, I will if you say so," replied Stephen. He sighed and smiled feebly; The truth was that this poor cot in the warm room seemed to him like a coucli under the balsam dropping cedar of Leb? anon, and all at once he felt the rest of the divine consolation which comes from leaning upon the will of another. (Continned on 4th na.ee of this Reports REPORT, The Stale of South Carolina, SUMTER COUNTY. To His H on 07% the Presiding Judge of thc Co7i7't of Gener? al Sessions to be held for the said County on the first Monday of Jtme, 1893. The undersigned, D. E. Keels, Treasurer of Sumter County, respectfully submits the following Report of the number, character and amount of claims for the fiscal year ending October, 31st 1893, which had been audited, al? lowed, and ordered to be paid by the School Commissioner for said County, and the Coun * ty Commissioners for said County, and which have been paid by him, the said Trea? surer : Nb of Cert/- 7<> Whom Paid Amount, fica te . j 451-Dr W W Ander? son, examination in lunacy 5 00 55-E P Ricker & Co, money borrowed to pay jurors and wit? nesses 2371 58 42-R W Durant & Son, locks for elec? tion boxes 8 77 220-J D G r a h a rn, services as clerk of court 119 95 j 221-N G Osteen, pub? lishing county treasurers report 92 00 104-E P Ricker ct Co, dieting prisoners at jail 118 23 15-1-Walker, Evans <t Cogs we 11, office supplies for clerk of court, county J commissioners, probat^ court, mas? ter and auditor j 222-\V C Broughton, services as jury commissioner 287-Dr W W Ander? son, for medical examination in lu? nacy 5 00 100- E P Ricker & Co, dieting prisoners 254 35 101- E P Ricker <fc Co, dieting prisoners 151 79 j 102-E P Ricker ? Co, dieting prisoners 264 40 {103-E P Rickeret Co, j dieting prisoners 230 36 j 129-E P Ricker ct Co, trial justices sal 84 70 42 60 arv j 124-E P Rickert Co, trial justices sal? ary ! 130-Jamesy McLeod, trial justices sal j arv 134- ? P Rickert Co, trial justice sal j aries 135- E P Ricker ct Co, trial justice sal? aries ! 138-E P Ricker cfc Co, trial justice sal I ar)T 139- H H Player, trial justices salary 140- E P Ricker & Co, trial justices sal? ary 161-E P Kicker & Co, trial justices sal? ary j 125-E P Ricker & Co, i trial justice con? stables salary 126-E P Kicker A Co, trial justices sal? ary 132-J M Jenkins, trial justice constables salarv 131-E P Ricker A' Co, trial justice con? sta I ?les salary 133- E P liicker A (\>, trial justice con? stables salary 137-E V Ricker <v Co, trial just ic<> con? st al>lfs salary 136-E P Kicker cv Co, trial justice con? stables salary Ml - E V Kicker cv Co. trial justice con? stables sa In rv 143-E P Kicker ct Co. trial justice eon stables salary 142- E P Ricker ct (V trial justice con? stables salary 160-E P Kicker ct Co, 45 82 > 54 15 50 00 70 82 24 99 45 82 ??)<) 00 00 00 J 24 991 45 82 41 65 33 32 50 00 24 t)9 24 991 42 20 -to *>o 33 32 No. of Certi- To Whom. Paid. A', feat e. trial justice and constable salary ! 151-E P Ricker & Co, services as court constable ! 145-E P Pucker & Co, services as court constable 146-E P Ricker & Co, services as court constable S 148- E P Ricker & Co, services as court constable ?: 141- E P Ricker & Co, services as court constable fi 150-E P Ricker & Co, services as court constable 2 149- E P Ricker & Co, services as court constable 3 105- E P Ricker & Co, services at inquest 1 106- F J Mayes, servi? ces at post mortem examination 1 107- E P Ricker & Co, services at inquest 2' 108- A J China, post mortem examina? tion at inquest li 109- Archie China, psot mortem ex? amination and dis section 3. 110- E P Ricker & Co, services at inquest 1' 111- E P Ricker & Co, post mortem exam? ination before jury at inquest li 112- E P Ricker & Co, services at inquest 2< 113- S C Baker, servi? ces at post mortem examination at in? quest on dead body U 114- E P Ricker & Co, services at inquest? 34 116- E P Ricker & Co, services at inquest IS 117- James H McLeod, trial justice servi? ces at holding three inquests 25 120-E P Ricker & Co, services at inquests 15 1121-E P Ricker & Co, services at inquests 36 122- E P Ricker & Co, services at inquests 16 123- E P Ricker & Co, services at inquests 51 156- E P Ricker & Co, advert? sing and printing for coun? ty commissioners and auditor 50 155-E P Ricker & Co, advertising and printing for coun? ty commissioners and auditor 41 157- E P Ricker & Co, advertising and printing for coun? ty commissioners and county audi? tor 37 158- E P Ricker & Co, advertising for county com m i s sioners 12 159- Bishopville Eagle, advertising for county commis? sioners 4 163- E P Ricker & Co, services as special constable 6 - 164- E P Ricker & Co, services in lunacy proceedings ll ( 165- E P Ricker & Co, services in lunacy proceedings 10 ( 166- E P Ricker & Co, services as special constable 12 ( 168- E P Ricker & Co, services in lunacy proceedings 2 C 169- E. P Ricker & Co, services as chain carriers for sur? veyors 6 6 170- E P Ricker * Co, service in lunacy proceedings, taking bonds by probate judge 16 4< 171- E P Ricker ? Co, surveying a n d boarding 18 8; 184-W C Broughton, services as jury oom missioner 60 3J 179-B A Harvey, ser? vices as chain car? rier in surveying land 2 2: 182-John T (?reen, oilier supplies for school commis sioner 5 (X 17?'>-S C Baker, exami? nation in lunney 25 0i j 177-.1 J Boesard, exam? ination in lunacy two cases 10 0( 178-.1 J Bossard, exam? ination in lunacy two cases 20 0( IS 1-1 A McKagen, oil tor county treas? urer and county auditor 3 7' No of Gerti' To Whom Paid. Aniox \ficate j 175- E P Ricker & Co, Sheriff Carson for conveying lunatics to asylum 54 218-E J Goodman, ser? vices of trial jus? tice for holding in? quest g 250- Walker, Evans * Cogswell, books for sheriff, treasury and clerk of court 132 251- Walker, Evans & Cogswell, books for county com? missioners, treas? urer, auditor, clerk of court, and pro? bate judge .94 167-E P Ricker & Co, damage to horse on highway 44 297- E P Ricker & Co, conveying lunatic to asylum 79 298- E P Ricker & Co, conveying lunatic to asylum 86 226-E P Ricker & Co, Sheriff Carson, dieting and trial justices work 146 225-E P Ricker & Co, sheriff Carson for trial justices work 204 224-E P Ricker & Co, sheriff Carson dieting and trial justice work 238 223-E P Ricker & Co, sheriff Carson dieting and trial justice and con? stable work 161 286-Dr. W W James, examination in lunacy 5 270- E P Ricker & Co, services as court constable 33 269-E P Ricker & Co, services as court for constable and drawing jury 15 ? 271- ET Ricker & Co, services as court constable 24 272- E P Ricker & Co, services as court constable 15 ? 274- E P Ricker & Co, services as court constable 34 ? 273- E P Ricker & Co, services as court constable 25 C 238- E P Ricker & Co, trial justice salary 62 4 275- E P Ricker & Co, services as court, constable 28 7 239- E P Ricker & Co, trial justice salary 241-E P Ricker & Co, trial justice salary 240- E J Goodman, trial justice salary 5( 243- E P Ricker & Co, trial justice salary & 244- E P Ricker & Co, trial justice salary 9? 245- E P Ricker & Co, trial justice salary o? 228-E P Ricker <fc Co, services as consta? ble ? 231- W J Dinkins, ser? vices as constable 3? 230-D J McLeod, ser? vices as constable li 232- E P Ricker & Co, services as consta? ble 33 233- E P Ricker ? Co, services as consta? ble 33 227-E P Ricker & Co, services as consta? ble 8 234- E P Ricker & Co, services as consta? ble 41 235- James M Jenkins, services as consta? ble 50 237-E P Ricker & Co, services as consta? ble 41 236- E P Ricker & Co, services as consta? ble 33 259- Dr J C Spann, post mortem exam? ination 10 258-E P Ricker & Co, post mortem exam? ination 5 260- E P Ricker & Co, constables services at inquest 6 261- E P Ricker & Co, constables services at inquest 8 262- E P Ricker & Co, coroner's recording five inquests 4 263- E P Ricker <fc Co, post mortem exam? ination at five in? quests 30 264- E P Ricker & Co, holding inquest ll 265- E P Ricker <fc Co, post mortem exam? ination at inquests 25 266- E P Ricker & Co, special cohstable holding three in To Whom Paid. No of Certi? ficate. quests 267-E P Ricker & Co, trial justice Fraser, holding inquest 254- E P Ricker & Co, publishing County Treasurer's report and printing 253-E P Ricker & Co, printing for Coun? ty Commissioners and Clerk of Court 255- E P Ricker & Co, publishing County Treasurer's report and advertising 256- E P Ricker & Co, 'advertising and printing 277- E P Ricker & Co, services of board of equalization 276-E P Ricker & Co, services of .board of equilization 278- E P Ricker & Co, services of board of equalization 284-E P Ricker & Co, services of draw? ing jury 296-J A Whitemore office rent for mas? ter 288-Dr A J China, medical examina? tion in lunacy 302- E P Ricker & Co, feeding jury and constable 303- E P Ricker & Co, services of sheriff Clarendon county 305-E P Ricker & Co, services of sheriff Clarendon county 290-E P Ricker & Co, lunacy proceed? ings 293- E P Ricker & Co, lunacy proceed? ings 294- E P Ricker & Co, medical examina? tion in lunacy 295- E P Ricker & Co, proceedings in lunacy 299- E P Ricker & Co, medical examina? tion in lunacy 304- E P Ricker & Co, special constable and general sup? plies 300- E P Ricker & Co, making and repair? ing election boxes 301- E P Ricker & Co, damages to Edgar Jones, his mule and buggy in pub? lic highway 242-H H Player, trial justice salary 162-H H Player, trial justice salary 174-J Ryttenberg & Sons, proceedings in lunacy 292-J Ryttenberg & Sons, proceedings in lunacy 283-HHarby, rent of office for school commissioner 280-A White, services on board of equali? zation 229-W Y McLeod, services as consta? ble 115-Dr J S Hughson, post mortem exam? ination irv inquest 357-H Harby, rent of office for school commissioner 450-Dr W W B James, medical examina? tion in lunacy 282-Richard I Man? ning, services on board of equaliza? tion 356-W C Broughton, services as jury commissioner 343- H H Player, ser? vices as trial jus? tice 344- W J Dinkins, ser? vices as trial jus? tice constable 152-E d ward Perry & Co, supplies for office of county treasurer 279- W J Andrews, ser? vices on board of equalization 339 -J D Graham, ser? vices as clerk of court common pleas and general sessions 337- E P Ricker & Co, dieting prison? ers 338- E P Ricker & Co, trial justices court work 351- E P Ricker* Co, Miller & Dargan, advertising county treasurers report 352- E P Ricker & Co, advertising, boots, etc Amount. 36 01 26 00 lil 00 12 77 100 77 12 55 21 70 15 90 15 20 10 00 70 00 5 00 101 05 46 56 ll 05 9 00 3 00 15 00 4 00 25 00 16 10 22 83 25 55 25 03 . 8 33 ? 12 00 18 00 48 00 I 3 00 _A 33" 32 10 00 18 00 5 00 4 50 24 85 1 25 00 16 16 29 78 40 204 ll 138 0 SI v