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v BjuHJSSI>aY, J?H. 12. 1S88. [CopyrifiTbt, 1S9T, by the Author.] 1 So strange a combination is that mys? tery which we term human nature that ft tonch of adverse circumstance may ?transform a quiet, peaceable, law abid? ing citizen into a malefactor whose heart is filled with a desire for venge? ance, stopping at nothing to accomplish it. f- In a little narrow street off the broad s--.. JBue de Bennes, near the great terminus ot Mont Parnasse, stood the clockmak \ing shop of the brothers Delore. The window^was filled with cheap clocks, and depending from a steel spring afc C:. ::. tached to* the top of ?the door was a bell which rang when any one entered, for the brothers were working clockmakers, r'. contmually busy in the room at the * back cf the shop, and trade in the ?. neighborhood was not brisk enough to - . allow them to keep an assistant The . "brothers had worked amicably in this small room for 20 years and were re? ported by the denizens of that quarter i <& Paris to be enormously rich. They were certainly contented enough and had plenty of money for their frugal wants, as well as for their occasional - . exceedingly mild dissipations at the neighboring cafe. They had always a little money for the church and a little looney for charity, and no one had ever heard either of them speak a harsh word to any living soul, and least^of all to each other. One evening, just as they were about >i to close the shop and adjourn together to tho cafe, the bell rang, and Adolph went forward to learn what was want . ; ed. He fonnid waiting for him an un : kempt individual of appearance so dis? reputable that he at once made up his ilpgmind that here at last was the thief for whom they had waited so long in vain. The man's wild, roving eye, that seemed ; to search ?ut every corner and cranny in the place and rest nowhere for longer' z than a second at & time,,added to De lore's suspicions. The unsavory visitor was evidently spying out the land, and Adolph .felt certain he would do no busi jiess with him at that particular hour, ;' r; whatever might happen later. The customer took from under his coat, after a furtive glance at the door - of the hack room, a small paper covered . paree]; and, untying the string some? what hurriedly, displayed a crude piece of clockwork, made of brass. Handing it to Adolph he said, "How much would it cost to make a dozen like that?' * "What is it used for?" Tbe man hesitated for a moment * 'It ' is a part of a clock, " he said at last "I'don't understand it I never saw a clock made like this. " "It is an alarm attachment, " replied th? visitor, with some impatience. * 'It is not necessary that ' you should under? stand it All I ask is can you duplicate it and at what price? ' ' . "But why not make the alarm ma? chinery part of the clock? It would be much cheaper than to marre this and then attach ii to a clock. " The man made a gesture of annoy- . ance. "Will you answer my question?" he said gruffly. * "I don't believe you want this as part of a clock. In fact, I think I can guess why you came in here, '? replied Adolph, \ as innocent as a child of any correct suspicion of what the man was, think? ing him merely a thief and hoping to frighten him by th is hint of his own shrewdness. His visitor looked toweringly at him, and then, with a quick eye, seemed to measure the distance from where he stood to the pavement, evidently medi? tating flight "I will see?what my brother says about this," said Adolph. But before Adolph could call his brother the man bolted and was gone in an instant, leav? ing the mechanism in the hands of the bewildered clockmaker. Alphonse, when he heard the story of their belated customer, was even more ; convinced than his brother of the dan? ger of the situation. The man was un? doubtedly a thief and the bit of clock? work merely an excuse for getting in? side the fortress. The brothers, with ?By much perturbation, locked up the estab? lishment, and instead of going to their usual' cafe they betook themselves ai speedily as possible to the office of thc police, where they, told their suspicious and gave a description cf. the supposed culprit. The o-Scer seemed much im? pressed by their story. ? Before morning the man, who gave his name as Jacques Picard, was arrest? ed, but the authorities made little by their zeal. Adolph Delore swore posi? tively that Picard and his visitor were the same person, but the prisoner had na difficulty in proving that he was in a cafe two miles away at the time the visitor was in Delore's shop," while Adolph had to?dmit that the shop was rather dark whjen the conversation about the cl ckwprk-took place. Picard was ably defended, and his advocate submitted that, even if he had been in the shop, as stated by Delore, and had bargained as alleged for the mechanism, " there was nothing criminal in that, un . less the prosecution could show that he intended to put what he bought to im? proper wes. As well arrest a man who entered to buy a key for his watch. So Picard was released, although the po? lice, certain he was one of the men they wanted, resolved to keep a close watch on his future movements. But the sus? pected man, as if to save them unneces? sary trouble, left two days later for London, and there remained. For a week Adolph slept badly in the shop, for, although he hoped the thief had been frightened away by tho pro? ceedings taken against him, still, when? ever he fell asleep, he dreamed of bur? glars, and so awoke himself many times during the long nights. When it came the tum of Alphonse Co sleep in th-) shop, Adolph hoped for an undisturbed night's rest in the room ? above, brit the fates were against him. ; Shortly after midnight he was fiting ! from his bed to the floor, and he felt th6 house rocking as if an earthquake had passed under Paris. He got on his hands and knees in a dazed condition, with a roar as of thunder in his ears, mingled j with the sharp crackle of breaking glass. He made his way to the window, won i dering whether he was asleep or awake, I and foimd the window shattered. The moonlight poured into the deserted street, and he noticed a cloud of dust and smoke rising from the front of the shop. He groped his way through the ! darkness toward the stairway and went down, calling his brother's name, brit the ' lower part of the stair had been blown away, and he fell upon the debris below, lying there half stunned, envel? oped in suffocating smoke. When Adolph partially recovered consciousness, he became aware that two men were helping him out over He fell upon thc debris below. the ruins of the shattered shop. He was still murmuring the name of his broth? er, and they were telling him, in a re? assuring tone, that everything was all right, although he vaguely felt that what they said was not true. They had their ;irms linked in his, and he stum? bled helplessly among the wreckage, seeming to have lost control over his limbs. He saw that the whole front Of the shop was gone and noticed'througb the wide opening that a crowd stood in the street, kept back by the police. He wondiiredwhy he had not seen all these people when he had looked out of tho shattered window. When they brought him to the ?mbulance, he resisted slightly, saying he wanted to go to his brother's assistance, who was sleeping in the shop, bnt with gentle force they placed him in the vehicle, and he was driven away to the hospital. For several days Adolph fancied that he was dreaming, that he would soon awake and take up again the old pleas? ant, industrious life. It was the nurse who told him he would never see his brother again, adding by way of conso? lation that death had been painless and instant, that the funeral had been one of the grandest that quarter of Paris had ever seen, naming many high and im? portant officials who had attended it Adolph turned his face to the wall and groaned. His frightful dream was to last hrrn his life. When he trod the streets of Paris a week later, he was but the shadow of his former portly self. He was gaunt and haggard, his clothes hanging cn him as if they had been made for some other man, a fortnight's stubby beard on the face which had always hereto? fore beenysmoothly shaven. He sat 4 si? lently atfthe cafe, and few of his friends recognized him at first They heard he had received ample compensation from th^gpvernment and now would have money enough to suffice him all his life without the necessity of working for it, and they looked on him as a fortunate man. But he sat there listlessly, receiv ing their congratulations or condolences with equal apathy. Once he walked past the shop. The front was boarded up, and glass had been put in the upper windows. He wandered aimlessly through the streets of Paris, some saying he was in? sane and that he was looking for his brother, others that he was searching for the murderer. One day he entered the police office where he had first mado his unlucky complaint. "Have you arrested him yet?" he asked the officer in charge. "Whom?" inquired the officer, not recognizing his visitor. "Picard- I am Adolph Delore." "It was not Picard who committed the crime. He was in London at the time and is there still. " "Perhaps I could help. I am going to London. Will you give me Picard's ad? dress?" "Here is his address, but I think you had better leave the case alone. You do not know the language, and you may merely arouse his suspicions if you in? terfere. Still, if you learn anything communicate with nie." The former frank, honest expression in Adolph's eyes had given place to a look of cunning that appealed to the in? stinct of a French police officer. He thought something might come of this, and his instincts did not mislead him. Del ore with great craftiness watched the door of the house in London, taking core that no one should suspect his pur? pose. He saw Picard come out alono on several occasions and once with anoth? er of his own stripe, whom he took to be Lamoine. One evening, when crossing Leicester fquare, Picard was accosted by a stran? ger in his own language. Looking around with a start, he saw at his Hide a cringing tramp, worse than shabbily dressed. "What did you say?" asked Picard, with a tremor in his voice. "Could you assist a poor country? man?" whined Delore. "I have no money." "Perhaps you could help me to get work. I don't know the language, but I am a good workman. ' ' "How can I help you to work? I have no work myself." "I would be willing to work for noth? ing if I could get a place to sleep and something to eat " "Why don't you steal? I would if I , were hungry, What are you afraid < j Prison? It is no -worse than trainpi] j the streets hungry. I know, for I ha j triec^bcth. What is your trade?" j "1 am a watchmaker and a iirst cb workman, but I have pawned all n ' tools. I have tramped from Lyons, b there is nothing doing in ny trade. " Picard looked at him suspiciously f a few minutes. "Why did you accost me?" he ask at last. "1 saw you were a fellow countr man Frenchmen have helped me fro time to time." "Let us sit down on this bene What is your name, and how long ha1 you been in England?" "My name is Adolph Carrier, and have been in London three months. " "So long as that? How have yr. lived all that time?" "Very poorly, as you may see. sometimes get scraps from the Frent restaurants, and I sleep where I can. ' "Well, I think I can do better tbs that for you. Come with me." Picard took Deloro to his house, le ting himself in with a latchkey. N body seemed to occupy the place bi himself and Lamoine. He led the wa to the top story and opened a door thi communicated with a room entire! bare of furniture. Leaving Adolf there, Picard went down stairs agai and came up shortly after with a lighi ed candle in his hand, followed by Li moir e, who carried a mattress. "This will do for yon for tonight, said Picard, "and tomorrow we will sc if wo can get you any work. Can yo mako clocks?" "Oh. yes, and good ones!" "Yery well. Give me a list cf tl] tools and materials you need, and I wi: get them for you. " Pii?ard wrote in a notebook the iten Adolph recited to him, Lamoine watel ing their new employee closely, but saj ing rothing. Nest day a table and chair were put into the room, and i the afternoon Picard brought in the too] and ; oms sheets of brass. Picard and Lamoine were somewha suspicious of their recruit at first, bri he went on industriously with his tas and made no attempt to communicat with anybody. They soon saw that h was rm expert workman and a quiet, in nocent, half daft, harmless creature, s he was given other things to do, such a cleaning up their rooms and geing ei rands for beer and other necessities c life. When Adolph finished his first ma chine, he took it down to them and ex hibited it with pardonable pride. Ther< was a dial on it exactly like a clock, ai though it had but one hand. "Let us see it work," said Picard "Set it so that the tell will ring ii three minutes." Adolph did as requested and stocx back when the machine began to wori with a scarcely audible tick tick. Pi card pulled out his watch, and exactly at the third minute the hammer fell oz the bell. "That is very satisfactory, ' said Picard. "Now can you make th< next one slightly concave, so that i man may strap it under his coat with out attracting attention? Such a shape is useful when passing the customs." "I can make it any shape you like. I and thinner than this one if you wisl it'' "Very well. Go out and get us r quart of beer, and we will drink t( your success Here is the money. " Adolph obeyed with his usual docili? ty, staying out, however, somewbal ? longer than usual. Picard, impatient at j the delay, spoke roughly to him when ! he returned and ordered him to go uj stairs to his work. Adolph departed meekly, leaving them to their beer. "See that you understand that ma? chine, Lamoine," said Picard. "Set it half an hour." Lajnoine, turning the hand to the fig? ure VI on the dial, set the works in mo? tion, and to the accompaniment of it. quie; tick tick they drank their beer. "He seems to understand his busi? ness, " said Lamoine. "Yes," answered Picard. "What I heady stuff this English beer is! I wish ' we had some good French bock. This ; makds me drowsy. " Lamoine did not answer. He was I nodding in his chair. Picard threw himself down on his mattress in ono . corner of the room. Lamoine, when ho fell from his chair, muttered an oath 1 and lay where he fell. An hour later the door stealthily opened, and Adolph's head cautiously reconnoitered the situation, coming in ! to the silent apartment inch by inch, his crafty eyes rapidly searching tho room and filling with malicious glee when he saw that everything was as ho had planned. He entered quietly and closed the door softly behind him. He had a great coil of strong cord in his hand. Approaching the sleeping men on tiptoe, he looked down on them for a moment, wondering whether the drug had done its work sufficiently well fo? him to proceed. The question was set? tled for him with a suddenness that nearly unnerved him. An appalling clang of the bell, a startling sound that seemed ioud enough to wake the dead, made him spring nearly to the ceiling. He dropped his rope and clung to the door in a panic of dread, his palpitating heart nearly suffocating him with its wild beating, staring with affrighted eyes at the machine which had given such an unexpected ailinn. Slowly re? covering command over himself, ho turned his gaze on the sleepers. Neither had moved. Both were breathing as heavily as ever. Pulling himself together, he turned his attention first to Picard as the moro dangerous man of the two should an awakening come before ho was ready for it. He bound Picard's wrists tightly together, then his ankles, his knees and his elbows. He next did the same for Lamoine. With great effort ho got Pi? card in a seated position on his chair, tying him there with coil after coil of the cord. So anxious was he to malee everything secure that ho somewhat overdid the business, making tho two seem like seated mummies swathed in cord. Tho chairs he fastened immovably i to the floor; then he stood back and j gazed with a sigh at the two grim seat ed figures, with their heads drooping helplessly forward on their corded breasts, looking like silent effigies cf the dead. Mopping his perspiring brow, Adolph now turned his attention to the machine that had startled him so when he first came in. He carefully examined its mechanism to see that everything was right. Going to the cupboard, he took np a false bottom and lifted carefully ont a number of dynamite cartridge: that the two sleepers had stolen from French mine. These he arranged in a battery, tying them together. He raisef. the hammer of the machine and set the hand so that the blow would fall in GO minutes after the machinery was set in motion. The whole deadly combination he placed on a small table, which ho shoved close in front of the two sleep? ing men. This done, he sat down on a chair patiently to await the awakening. The room was situated at the back ol" the house and was almost painfully still, not a sound from the street penetrating to it. The candle burned low, guttered and went out, but Adolph sat there and did not light another. The room was still only half in darkness, for the moon shone brightly in at the window, re? minding Adolph that it was just a month before when he had looked out on a moonlit street in Paris while his brother lay murdered in the room be? low. The hours dragged along, and Adolph sat as immovable as the two seated before him. The square of moon? light, slowly moving, at last illumined the seated form of Picard, impercep? tibly climbing up, as the moon sank, until it touched his face. He threw his head first to one side, then back, yawned, drew a deep breath and tried to struggle. "Lamoin?!" he cried, "Adolph! What the devil is this? I say, here! Help ! I am betrayed ! ' ' "Hush," said Adolph quietly. "Do not cry so loud. You will wake La moine, who is besido you. I am here. Wait till I light a candle. The moon? light is waning. ' ' " Adolpb, you fiend, you are in league with tho police!" "No, I am not. I will explain every? thing in n^moment. Eave patience." Adolph lit a candle, and Picard, rolling his eyes, saw that the slowly awakening Lamoine was bound like himself. Lamoine, glaring at his partner and not understanding what had happened, hissed: "You have turned traitor, Picard! You have informed, curse you!" "Keep quiet, you fooL Don't you see I am bound as tightly as you?" "There has been no traitor and no in? forming, nor u?ed of any. A month ago tonight, Picard, there was blown into eternity a good and honest man, who never harmed you or any one. I am his brother, Adolph Delore, who refused to make your infernal machine for you. I am much changed * since then, but per? haps now you recognize me?" "I swear to God," cried Picard, "that I did not do it! I was in London at tho time. I can prove it. There is no use in handing me over to the police, even though perhaps you think you can ter? rorize this poor wretch into lying against me." "Pray to God, whose name you so lightly use, that the police you fear may get you before I am done with you. In the police, strange as it may sound to you, is your only hope, but they will have to come quickly if they are to savo you. Picard, you have lived perhaps 35 years on this earth. The next hour of your life will be longer to you than all these years." Adolph put the percussion cap in its placo and started the mechanism. For a few moments its quiet tick tick was the only sound heard in the room, the two Thc doomed men tried ineffectually to cry out. bound men staring with wide open eyes at the dial of the clock, while the whole horror of their position slowly broke upon them. Tick tick, tick tick, tick tick, tick tick, tick tick, tick tick ! Each man's face was paled and rivulets of sweat . ran down from their brows. Suddenly Picard raised his voice in an unearthly shriek. "I expected that." paid Adolph quiet? ly. "I don't think anyone can hear, but I will gag you both, so that we may run no risks." When this was done, he said: "I have set tho clockwork at .GO minutes. Seven of those are already spent. There is still time enough left for meditation and repentance. I place the candle here so that its rays will shine upon the dial. When you have made your own peace, pray for the .souls of any you have sent into eternity with? out time for preparation." Delore left the room as softly as he had entered it, and tho doomed men tried ineffectually to cry out as they heard the key turning in the door. The authorities knew that some ono had perished in that explosion, bu: whether it was one mau or two the} could not tell. THE END. A hornets' nest usually contains from 300 to 400 perfect males and females and an indefinite number of workers. The earliest use of weigLts i? attrib? uted to Pheidon, kir- of Argos, 9b'< B. C. The leaders of a flock of migrating wild geese become tired sooner than others and are frequently relieved by i their fellows. TELLS A LONG STORY. A. Granite monument at Antietam Re? calls a Family History. Major Kingsbury had a daughter as well as the sen who fell at Antietam. The daughter married Simon Bolivar Buckner of Kentucky some time before the war. When General Buckner decided to go with the Confederacy, the danger cf confiscation of his wife's interest in the Chicago estate confronted him A family council resulted in the transfer of Mrs. Buckner's property to her brother. Colonel Kingsbury fell in battle with? out leaving a will to protect his sister's inheritance. When the war closed, the return of Mrs. Buckner's interest in her father's estate was asked for in behalf of her children. Mrs. Kingsbury de? clined to concede it. She claimed all that had been left in her husband's name for her son and herself. Litiga? tion followed and dragged along fer years. Major Kingsbury's 40 acres were in the heart of Chicago when the fire occurred. In the years immediately following the war Washington had few women mor? talked about than the beautiful widows, Mrs. Becky Jones and Mrs. Kingsbury, the nieces of an ex-presi? dent of the United States. Mrs. Kings? bury became the wife of Gallar?n Law? rence, son of one of the wealthiest manufacturers in Ehode Island. Galla? r?n Lawrence had chosen a diplomatic career. He was sent to Costa Rica as minister. When ho came back, society at the capital had a great sensation over the talk of a duel between Minister Lawrence and Captain von der Kass of the Belgian legation because of the cap? tain's attentions to the beautiful Mrs Lawrence. The Belgian sailed for Eu? rope. So did Mrs. Lawence. Gallatin Lawrence followed. There was a duel and then a divorce case. Von der Hass went to Egypt Mrs. Lawrence went there too. Gallatin Lawrence returned to the States. The son of Colonel Kingsbury was sent to Oxford. His inheritance was cut ]^ two by ? decision restoring to her neirs Mrs. Buckner's share in the 40 acres. One day young Kingsbury came home from Oxford, bringing a college friend. Between the English student and Mrs. Lawrence an attachment quickly developed. Mrs. Lawrence was twice thc age of her son's chum. She married him and is, or was the last that friends in this country learned, living with him abroad. Kingsbury married a Levantine, and he, too, is in a foreign country. The fortune acquired, through the Chicago investment has been much reduced. Mrs. Becky Jones, after a long career in Washington, traveled exten? sively and settled in Canada, where she is still living, by all accounts. This is the complicated sequel, briefly told* of the events which the granite monument above the stone bridge at Antietam commemorates.-St. Louis Globe-Demo? crat IN NEWGATE PRISON. The Frison Was a Noisome Place-In Queen Elizabeth's Day. In St. Nicholas there is an interest? ing story, "Master Skylark," a narra? tive of Shakespeare's time, written bj John Bennett. One of the leading char? acters. Gaston Carew, a ruining player, bas been put in Newgate for killing a companion at cards. The herp, Kick Atwood, the Skylark, visits him there. It was a foul, dark place and full cf evil smells. Drops of water stood on the cold stone walls, and a green mold crept along the flcor. The air was heavy and dank, and it began to hem hard for Nick to breathe. "Up with thee," said the turnkey gruffly, unlocking the door to the stairs. The common room above was packed with miserable wretches. The strongest kept the window ledges near light and air by sheer main force and were dicing on the dirty silL The turnkey pushed and banged bis way through them, Nick clinging desperately to his jerkin. In the cell at the end of the corridor there was a Spanish renegade who rail? ed at the light when the door was open? ed and railed at the darkness when it closed. "Cesare el Moro, Cesare el Me? ro," he was saying over and over again to himself, as if he feared he might for? get his own name. Carew was in the middle cell, ironed hand and foot. He had torn his sleeves and tucked the lace under the rough edges cf the metal to keep them from chafing the skin. Ho sat on a pile of dirty straw, with his face in his folded arms upon his knees. By his side were a broken biscuit and an empty stone jug He had his fingers in his ears to shut out the tolling o? the knell for the men who had gene to be hanged. Thc turnkey shook the bars. "Herc, wake upi" se said. Carew Jocked up. His eyes were swcIJen, and his face was covered with a two days' beard. He had slept in Lis clothes, and They were full cf broken straw and creases. But his haggard face lit rp when he saw the coy., and he came to the grating with an eager ex? clamation: "And then hast truly come to tho mun thou dost hate so bitterly, but will not bute any more? Come, Nick, thou will not hate me any more. 'Twill not ho wcrth thy while, Nick. The night is corni cg fast." "Why, sir," sa;d Nick, "it is not so dark outside-'ti? scarcely noon, and thou wilt soon be* cut. " "Out? Ay, on Tyburn hi]!," said the master player quietly. "I've fpeiit my whole life for a bit of hempen cord. I've taken my last cue. Last night, at 12 o'clock, I heard the bellman under the prison walls call my name with those of the already condemned. Tho play is nearly out, Nick, and the people will be going home. It has been a wild play, Nick, and ill played." The Court's Decision. "You remember Howforth, who mar? ried thc woman who kept house for him so long?" "Yep." "Well, the court granted her a di? vorce last week." "Alimony?" "Not in cash. The decision was that she could keep the house. "-Cincinnati Enauirer. Cure sick headache, bad wwfc Bil taste in the .mouth, coated S?? ? I I tongue, gas in the stomach, WT" gil S distress and indigestion. Do T BBB not -weaken, but have tonic effect. 25 cents. The only Fills to take vith Hood's Sarsaparilla! HARB Y $ CO., WHOLESALE BROKERS, -AND Cotton Storage Warehouse PROPRIETORS. ?P-TOWJ? 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R., leaving Charleston 7 a. m., Lane? 8 28 a. m.. ?ai nine 9 05 a. tc. TRAINS GOING NORTH. ? Leave Columbia Arrive Sumte Leave Sumter Arrive Florene*. Leave Florence Leave Marion Arrive Wilmington So.54. A.M. *7 0C 8 22 A M. 8 Sf. 9 35 A. U. 10 05 10 44 1 25 No.53 p.y .5 00 6 20 No.32. P.flJ ?6 30 7 4f .wau,). juaiiy except sunday. No. 53 mas through to Charleston, S. C., >ria Gentrai R. R., arriving Manning 6 ?8 p. m., Lanes 7 36 p m., Charleston 9 15 p. m. Trains on Conway Branch Isa ve Chrd boom ll 50 a. m., arrive at Conway way 2 10 p.m., returning leave Conway at 2 45 p. m., .i "ive Cbadbourn 5 15 p. uv. leave Cbadbourn '-> 45 p m.: arrive at Hub at G 25 p. m., returni cleave Eub 8 30 a.m. arrive at Cbadbourn- 9.ID a.m. Daily ei cept Hnndav. I Daily except Snodav. J. . K?NLY, Gen'l Manager. T. U. EMERSON. Tnifrc Bfanasrer. H. M. EMERSON, Gen'! Pass. Aeent. vin ii tami 11 In effect Janear* I5th. 130* ?& ISSS^S .. >. Ul IS? I ?- - ' ' -1 TRAINS GOING NCRTE No 72.* Liave Wi'sona S?iL* " Jordon. 11 Devi:, " Summerton, M Miii.Td. " Silver, Packsville, ?' Tind*). Cl V" O T,-r? Ar. Sumter, 9 1C a rv S? 35 a ?. f> ?5 a r 10 lean; 10 45 a n 11 10 a : 5 ! 30 p r. 11 55 p ! 2 27 p rc 12 3C p KR TRAINS GOING SOUTH. No 73.?; Le-??e Sumter. 2 30 p m " W.?sSJccc, 2 33 nm " Tinda1.. 2 50 p r. " Packsv?le 3 10 p m " Silver, 3 35 p m " Millard, 3 45 prc " St-'rnrnfrton, 4 40 p rr *. Davis, 5 20 p tri 1 Jordon, 5 50 p c? ? - ?* .Lo- Mill 6 30 p rn Train? between Millard and St. Psul have* Billard 10 U? A m and 3 45 p m., arrbing St Paul 10 25 a tn and 3 55 p n. Re?urring leave St. P?ul 10 35 a rn ard 4 10 p rn, and arrive M?!l?rd 10 45 fi. m and 4 20 p m Dai? ly except Sunday. " ?Daily except Sunday.; THJMAS WILSON! ?Predaien*