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BOLGER'SREPUT?TIO] By BBE? EABTR -_- . j (Copyri^i:, 1SS7, by Bret Harte.] / . We all remember -very distinctly Bn ger's advent in Bafctiesnake Camp, "was daring the rainy season-a seasc singularly inducive to settled refiectr impressions as we sat and smok< around the stove in Mcsby's grocer Like older and more civilized commi nities we had our periodic waves < sentiment and opinion, ^?tk the exce; - l??n that thej were more ?-V^nescent w?l ; - and as we had just passed through fortnight of dissipation and extrav gance owing- to a visit xrom some gan biers and specnlatcrs, we were now ni dergoing a severe moial revulsion, par . ^Induced by redncea finances and par iy *y ^? arrival of two families wit grown np daughters-on the- hill . fi was raining, with occasional wan breaths through the openf window < the southwest trades, redolent of tl lc -saturated spices of the woods and spring ing grasses, which perhaps were sligh V inconsi stent with the~hot stove aroun wfcick W9 had congregated. Bat il stove was only an excuse fer our lis less, gregarious gathering; warmth an idleness went well together, and it wi I currently accepted that we had caugl from the particular reptile who gave il name to our camp much of its pathetit lifelong search fer warmth and its hat its elf indolent basking in it A few c HS still went through the affectation c attempting to dry our damp clothes b the stove and sizzling our wet boot against it, but as the same individual calmly permitted the rain to drive i upon them -through the. open windon without moving and seemed tc take in imite delight in the amount of stear ikey generated, even that pretense drop ped. Crotahzs himself, with his tail in ; muddy ditch and the sun striking coL fire from his slit eyes as he basked hi beadon a wann stone beside it, ooul< not nave typified us better. Percy Briggs took his pipe from hi mouth at last and said with reSectiv severity: 11 Well,.gentlemen, if weean' get the wagen road over here, and i we're goin to be left out by the stage coach company, we can at least straight en up the camp and not have it lool ; like a cross between a tenement aile] and a broken-down circus. I declare : was just sick when these two Mullii girls started to make a short cut througl the camp. Darned if they didn't tun round and. take to the woods and th( Battler's again afore they got half way. And that benighted idiot Tom Bolling standin there in the ditch, spattered al over with slumgullion till he lookec . like a spotter tarrypin wa via his fin? . and sashaying baukards and forrard< and savin, 'This way, ladies, - this way."' "I didn't," returned Tom Boliins quite casually, without looking up from his steaming boots. "I didn't start in night, afore last\to dance 'The Green Corn Dance' outer 'Hiawatha,' with feathers in my hair and a red blanket cn my shoulders, round that family's . new potato patch in order that it might 'increase and multiply. ' I didn't sing 'Sabbath Mornin Bells' with an anvil accompaniment until 12 o'clock at night over afc the crossin so that they might dream cf their happy childhood's home. . It seems, to me that it wasn't me did ii. I might be mistaken-it was late-but I have the impression that it wasn't me. " From the silence that followed this would seem to have been clearly the actual performance of the previous speaker, who, however, responded quito cheerfully: "An evenin cf simple, child? ish gayety den't count. Wc got to start ia again fair. What wc want here is to clear up and encourage decent immi? gration and get rid of gambiin's and blatherskites that are makin this here camp their happy nuntin ground. We ?don't want any more perraiskous shoot in. Wo don't want any more' paie tin the town red. Wo don't want any more swaggerin gall oe ts ridin up to this gro? cery and em pty in their six shooters in the air. afore they light. , We want to put a stop to it peacefully and without a row-and we kin. We ain't got no bullies cf our own to fight back, and they know it, so they know they won't get no cr?ait bullyin us-they'll leave, if we're only firm. It's all along of our d-d fool good nature. They see it amuses us, and they'll keep it up as long as ^ tho whisky's free. What we want to do is, when the next man comes waltzin along" A distinct clatter frein the rocky hill? side here mingled with the puff of damp air through the window. "Locks as if we might hev a show sven now," said Jim Bollins, removing his feet from the steve as we all in? stinctively faced toward the window. "I recken you're in with us in this, Mosby,"said Briggs, turning toward the proprietor of the grocery, who had been leaning listlessly against the wall j behind his bar. "Arter the man's had a i?ir show," said Mosby cautiously. He deprecated the prevailing condition of things, but it was still an open question whether the families would prove as valuable customers as his present clients. "Ev "erything in moderation, gentlemen?" The sound of galloping hoofs came Bearer, now swishing in the soft mud of the highway, until the unseen rider pulled up before the door. There was no shouting, however, nor did he announce himself with the usual salvo of firearms; but when, after a singularly heavy tread, and the jingle of spurs on tho * platform, the door flew open to the new? comer he seemed a realization cf our worst expectations. Tali, broad and muscular, he carried in ene hand a shotgun, while from his hip dangled a heavy navy revolver. His long hair, un? kempt, but oiled, swept a greasy circle around his shoulders. His ^enormous - mustache, dripping with wet,'complete? ly concealed his mouth. His costume of fringed buckskin was wild and outre even for our frontier camp; but what was moro confirmative cf our suspicions was thai he was evidently in the habit of making an impression, and after a distinct pause at the doorway with only a side glance at us he strode toward the bar. "As there don't seem to bc no hotel hereabouts, I reckon I kin put up my mustang here and hare a shakedown somewhere behind that counted he said. His voice seemed to have added to its natural depth the hoarseness of fre? quent overstraining. "You ain't got no buck to spare, you boys-hevyou?" asked Mosby evasively. , glancing at Percy Briggs, without look? ing at the stranger. We all looked at Briggs also; it was his affair after all he had originated this opposition. To our surprise ho said nothing. The stranger leaned heavily on tho counter. "I was speakm to you," ho said with his;eyes on Mosby and slight? ly accenting the pronoun with a tap of his revolver butt on the bar. " You don't seem to catch on " Mosby smiled feebly and again casi an imploring glance at Briggs. To our ? greater astonishment Briggs said quiet-, ly, "Why don't you answer the stran? ger, Mosby?" "Yes, yes " said Mosby suavely, tc the- newcomer, while an angry fiush crossed his check as he recognized tba "I was speaktn to you," Tic said. position in which Briggs had placed him. "Of course you're welcome to whatdoin'sl kev here, but I reckoned these gentlemen, over there," with a vicious glance at Briggs, "might fis you up somethin better; they're so pow'ful kind to yonr sort. " The stranger threw down a goldpieco on the counter and said, "Fork out your whisky then, ' ' waited until hi3 glass was filled, took it in his hand and then drawing an empty chair to tho stove sat down beside Briggs. "Seein as you're that kind, "he said placing his heavy hand on Briggs' knee. ' 'mebbo you kin tell me if thar's a shanty or a cabin, at Battiesnake that I kin get fer a couple of weeks. I saw an empty one at the head of the hill. You see, gen? tlemen," he added confidentially as ho swept the drops of whisky from his long mustache with his fingers aad glanced around our group, "I've got some busi? ness over at Bigwood (our nearest town), but as a place to stay at it ain't my style." V* What's the matter with Bigwood?" said Briggs abruptly. "It's too howiin, too festive, too rough. Thar's too much yeliin and shcotin goin on day and night .Thar's too many card sharps anfe gay gumbolicn cavortin about the town to please me; too much permiskous soakin at the bar and free jim jams. What I want isa quiet place whar a man kin give his mind and elbow a rest betwixt grippin his shoctin irons and crookin in his whisky; a sort of slew, quiet, easy place like this." Weall stared at him, Percy Briggs as fixedly as any, but there was not tho slightest trace of irony, sarcasm or pe? culiar significan ce in his manner. He went on slowly : "When I struck this here camp a min itago; when I seed that thar ditch meanderin peaceful like through tho street, without a hotel cr free saloon or express office on either ^ side, with tho smoke jas o a- curlin over the chimblv o? that log shanty and tho bresh just set fire to and a-smolderin in that potato patch with a kind cf old time stingin in your eyes and nose and a few wom? en's ends just a-fiutterin cn a line by the fence, I says to myself: * Bulger, this is peace. This is wot you're lookin for, Bulger; this is wot you're wan tin; this is wot you'll hev!' " "You say you've business over at Bigwood. What business?" said Briggs. "It's a peculiar business, young fel? low," returned the stranger gravely. "Thar's different men as has different opinions about it. Some allows it's an easy business; some allows it's a rough business; some says it's a sad business; others says it's gay and festive. Some wonders as how I've got into it, and others wonder how I'll get out of it. It's a payin business; it's a peaceful sort of business when left to itself. "It's a peculiar business-a business that sort of b'longs to me> though I ain't got no patent from Washington for it-a business that's my own. " He rose and said: "Let's meander over and take a look at that empty cabin, and if she suits me, why, I'll plank down a slug for her cn the spot and move in to? morrow. I'll pick up suthin in tho way of boxes and blankets from the grocery and if thar's a comer whar I kin stand my gun and a nail to hang up my re? volver, why, I'm ali thar!" By this time we were no longer as? tonished when Briggs rose and not on? ly accompanied tho sinister looking stranger to the empty cabin, but assist? ed him in negotiating with the owner for a fortnight's occupancy. Neverthe? less we eagerly assailed Briggs on his return fer some explanation of this sin? gular change in his attitude toward thc stranger. He coolly reminded us, how? ever, that while his intention of exclud? ing ruffianly adventurers from the camp remained the same he had no right to go back cn the stranger's sentiments, which were evidently in accord with our own, and although Mr. Bulger's appearance was inconsistent with them that was only an additional reason why we should substitute a mild firmness for that violence which '.ve all deprecat? ed, but which might attend his abrupt , dismissal. We were all satisfied except Mosby ,~who had noLyet recovered from Briggs' change of front, which he was pleased to call "crawfishing. " "Seem etilo me his account o? Iiis business wai very satisfactory. Sorter fillin the bil", ali round-no mistake thar,''' he sug? gested with a malicious irony. "I likv fe man that's outspoken." "I understand him very well, " saic Briggs quietly. "In course you did. Only wher. you've settled in your mind whether he was describin horse stealiu or tract dis tributing mebbe you'll let me know.:' It would seem, however, that Brigg; did not interrogate thc stranger again regarding it, nor did we, who wer? quite content to leave matters in hit bauds. Enough that Ur. Bulger moved into the empty cabin the nest day, and with the aid o? a few old hoses from tho grocery which he quickly extempo? rized into tables and chairs, and thc purchase of some necessary cooking utensils soon made himself at home. The rest of the camp, now thoroughly aroused, made a point cf leaving their work in the ditches whenever they could to stroll carelessly around Bulger's tene? ment in the vague hope of satisfying a curiosity that had become tormenting. But they could not find that he was do? ing anything of a suspicious character -except perhaps from the fact that it was not outwardly suspicious, which I grieve to say did not lull them to secu? rity. He seemed to be either fixing up his cabin or smoking in his doorway. On the second day he checked thia itinerant curiosity by taking the ini? tiative himself and quietly walking from claim to claim anil from cabin to cabin with a pacific, but by no means a satisfying, interest. The shadow of his tall figure carrying his inseparable gun. which h?d not yet apparently "stood in! tho comer, " falling upon an exca? vated bank beside the delving miner:: gave them a sense of uneasiness they could not explain. A few characteristic yells of boisterous hilarity from their noontide gathering under a cottonwood somehow ceased when Mr. Bulger was seen gravely approaching, and his casual stopping before a poker party in the gulch -actually caused cue of tho most reckless gamblers to weakly reccdo from "a bluff" and allow his adversary to sweep the board. After this it waa felt tha t matters were becoming serious. There was no subsequent patrolling ci the camp before the stranger's cabin. Their. curiosity was singularly abated. A general feeling of repulsion kept within bonds partly by the absence cf any overt act from Bulger and partly by an inconsistent overconsciousncss of his shotgun, took its place, but an un? expected occurrence revived it. One evening as the usual social circle was drawn around Mosby's stove, the hazy silence was broken by the familiar sounds of pistol shots and a series of more familiar shrieks and yells from the rocky hill road. The men quickly recognized the voices cf their oldfriend? the roisterers and gamblers from Saw? yers Dam; they as quickly recognized the returning shouts here and there from their new companions who were returning them. I grieve to say that in spite cf their previous attitude of ref? ormation- a smile of gratified expectan? cy lit up the faces cf the younger mem? bers, and even the older ones glanced dubiously at Briggs. .Mosby made no attempt to conceal a sigh cf relief as ho carefully laid out an extra supply of glasses in his bar. Suddenly the on? coming yells ceased, the wild gallop o' hoofs slackened into a trot and finally halted, and even the responsive shouts of the camp stopped aiso. Weall looked vacantly at each other. Mosby leaped over his counter and went to the door. Briggs followed with the rest of us. Thc night was dark and it was a few minutes before we could distinguish a struggling, vague, but silent procession moving through the moist, heavy air on j the hill. Bus to our surprise it wa? moving away from us-absolutely leav? ing the camp ! We were still staring in expectancy when out cf the darkness slowly emerged a figure which we rec? ognized at once as Captain Jim-one of the most reckless members of our camp. Pushing us back into the grocery he en? tered without a word, closed the door behind him and threw himself vacantly into a chair. Wo at once pressed around him. He looked up at us dazedly, drew a long breath and said slowly : "It's no use, gentlemen; somethings got to be done with that Bulger, and mighty quick." * ' What's the matter?' ' we asked eager ly "Matter," ho repeated, passing his hand across his forehead, "matter? Look you ! You all heard them coys from Sawyers Dam comm over the hill? You heard their music-mebbe you heard us join in the chorus? Well, on they come, waltzin down the hill like old times, and we waitin for 'em. Then, jest as they passed the ola cabin, who do you j think the}- ran right into, shootiii iron, long hair and mustache and all that, standin thar plump in the end? Why, Bulger." "Well!" "Weil! Whatever it was, don't ask me, but durn my skin if, after a word or two from him, them boys jest stopped yellin, turned round like lambs and xr.io away peacefuilike along with him. Wo ran after 'em a spell, still yellii:, when that thar Bolger faced around, said to i:s that he'd come clown here fer quiet ami if he couldn't hev ic he'd nev to leave with these gentlemen who wanted it, t^o, and I'm gosh darned if the.se 'gentlemen'-you know 'em all, Patsey Carpenter, Snap ?hot Hairy and the others-never said a. darned word, but kinder nodded 'So leng' and went away!" Our astonishment and mystification were complete, and, I regret to .suv, the indignation of Captain Jim and Mosby equally so. "If we're going to bo bossed by the firct newcomer," said the former gloomily, "I reckon wc might as well take our chances with the Sawyers Dam boys, whom we know." "If we aro goin to hev ibe legitimate trade of Rattlesnake interft red with by the cranks of .some hidin horse thief or retired road agent," said Mosby, "wo might as well invite thc hull of Joaquin Marietta's gang here at once; but I sup? pose this is part of Bulger's particular business. " he added, with a withering glance at Briggs. "I understand i? all,"said Brig.;. quickly. "You know I told youth!; bullies couldn't live in thc same ti:;:' together. That':": human nature, 222 that's how plain DJC?, like 3-011 and mi. manage to scud along without gottin plugged. You see, Bulger wasn't goin to hev any of his own kind jurapin bis claim here, and I reckon he was pow'fai enough to back down Sawyers Dam. Anyhow, the bini! told, and here we arc in peace and quietness. " "Until he lets us know what is his little game," sneered Mosby. Nevertheless such is tho force ci mysterious power that, although it wa? exercised against what we firmly I;-. lieved was tue independence of thc camp, it extorted a certain respect fro::; us. A few thought it was not a bad thing to have a professional bully ana even took care to relate the discomfiture of the wicked youth of Sawyers Dam for the benefit of a certain adjacent and powerful camp who had looked down upon us. He himself, returning the same evening from his self imposed es? cort, vouchsafed no other reason than the one he had already given. Prepos? terous as it seemed, we were obliged to accept it and the still more preposter? ous inference that he had sought Rattle? snake Camp solely for tho purpose ci acquiring and securing its peace and quietness. Certainly he had no other occupation. The little work ho did up? on the tailings or the abandoned claim which reach within his little cabin was scarcely a pretense. He went over cn certain days to Bigwcod on account of his business, but no one had ever seen him there, ncr could the description of his manner and appearance evoke any information from the Bigwoodians. lt remained a mystery. It had also been believed that the ad? vent of Bulger would intensify that fear and dislike of riotous Rattlesnake which the two families had shown, am5, which was the origin of Briggs' futilo attempt at reformation. But it was dis? covered that since his arrival the young girls had shown less timidity in enterras tho camp and had even exchanged some polite conversation and good humored "And thar under a bi?j redwood sat thai stony '< npocrite Bulger. badinage with it3 younger and moro impressible members. Perhaps this tended to mako these youths more ob? servant, for a.few days later, when the vexed question of Bulger's business was again under discussion, ono of them re? marked gloomily : "I reckon there ain't no doubt what he's hero for." The youthful prophet was instantly sat upon after the fashion of all elderly critics sinco Job's. Nevertheless, after a pauso he was permitted to explain: "Only this mornin when Lance Forester and mo were chirpin with them gals cut on the .hill who should we see hangin around in the brush but that d--d Bulger! We allowed at first that it might be only a new style of his interferin, so we took no ncrice except to pass a few remarks about lis? teners and that sort of thing, and per? haps to joke and bedevil the girls a lit? tle mere than we'd hev done if we'd been alone. Well, they laughed, and we laughed-and that was the end of it. But this afternoon as Lance and me were meanderin down by their cabin we sorter turned into the woods to wait till they'd come out. Then all cf ^sud? den Lance stopped as rigid as a pointer that's flushed some thin, and says, 'B'gosh!' And thar under a big red? wood sat that slimy hypocrite Bulger, twistin his long mustache and smilin like clockwork alongside of little Meely Baker-you know her-the pootiest of the two sisters-and she smilin back cn him ! Think cf it ! That unknown, un? washed, long haired tramp and bully who must be 40, if a day-and that in? nocent gal of 10! It was simply disgust in!" I aeed not say that the older cynics and critics already alluded to at once improved tho occasion! What more could be expected? Women, the world over, wero noted for this sort of thing ! This long haired, swaggering bully, with his air of mystery, had captivated them as he always had since the days of Homer. Simple merit, that sat lowly in barrooms, and conceived projects for the public good around tho humble, un? ostentatious stove, was nowhere! Youth cculd nat too soon learn this bitter les? son! And in this caso youth, too, per? haps was right in its conjecture, for rLi^ was no doubt the little game''of the per-' fidious Bulger! We recalled the fact that his unhallowed appearance in camp was almost coincident with the arrivai of tho two families. We glanced at Briggs-to our amazement, for the ii."' r time he looked seriously concerned. But 2Iosby in the meantime leaned his elbows lazily over the counter and in slow voice, added fuel to the flame. "Iwouldn't hov spoke of it before.*' he said with a sidelong glance at Briggs, "for it micht be all in the line ol' j:;.' ger's 'businw?s,' bar somethm nappeneo the other night that for a mini: got me, I was passin ike Bakers' slain;;: and i heard one of them gals a-singin a camp meetin hymn. 1 don't caliiiluie to run ag'iu you young fellers in any ^parkin or cauoodlhi that's ou, !..>.'. her voice sounded .->) pow'tul soorbiix aac3 pretty that! jest stood there and listen? ed. Then thc old woman-old Mother Baker-she joined in, and I listened too. And then-durn my skin-but a man's voice joined in-jest belch in outer tli?t caT.in-and I sorter lifted myself up and kein away. That voice, gentlemen,"' said 1'rsby. lingering ar? tistically as he tock up :. glass ?nd pro fessionally eyed it byfore wiping it with his towel, "that voice, cnmi'bly fixed thar in that cabin among them wimen folks, was Bulger's." Brigrj:; got up v ; th bis eyes looking the darker for Iii.-; fleshed face. '^Gen tlemeu, " he said huskily, "thar's only one thirty to ;.-..> clone.' A lot cf ns kev got to ride over to f-awyers Dam to? morrow momin and pick np cs many square men as we can muster. There's a big camp mcotm goin vii ik>-re. and there won't be no dii^crilty in that When we've got a big enough crowd to show we mern business, we must march back here and ride Bulger ont of this camp. I don't banker arter vigilance committees as n rule-it's a rough rem? edy-it's like driukin a (?uart of whis? ky ag'in rattlesnake poison-but it's got to be done. Yve don't mind bein sold ourselves, but when ii comes to cm* standin by and seoin the only innocent people in Rattlesnake given away-wc kick. Bulger's got to be fired outer this camp. And he will be.;' But he was not. For when the nert morning a deter? mined and thoughtful procession of the best and mest characteristic citizens cf Rattlesnake Camp Sled into lawyers Barn they found that their mysterious friends had disappeared, although they met with a fraternal but subdued wel? come from thc general camp. But any approach tc tho subject of their visit, however, was received with a chilling disapproval. Did they not know that lawlessness cf any kind, even under the rude mantle cf furtive justice, was to be deprecated and scouted when a "means of salvation, a power cf reor? ganization," such as was now sweeping over Sawyers Dam was at hand? Could they net induce this man who was to be violently deported to accompany them to Sawyers Dam and subject him? self to the powerful influence of tho "revival" then in full swing? Rattlesnake boys laughed bitterly and described the man of whom they talked so lightly; but in vain. "It's no use, gentlemen, " said a more worldly by? stander in a lower voice, "the camp meetin's got a strong grip here, and be? twixt you and me there ain't no won? der, for the man that runs it, the big preacher, has get new ways and meth? ods that fetches the boys every time. He don't preach no cut and dried gos? pel, he don't carry around no slopshop robes and clap 'em on you whether they fit or not, but he samples and measures the camp afcre he wades into it Ke scouts and examines. He ain't no mere Sunday preacher with a comfortable house and once a week church, but ho gives up his days and nights to it and makes his family work with him and even sends 'em forward to explore tho field, and he ain't no white choker shad belly either, but fits himself like his gospel to tho men he works among. Yon ought to hear liim afcre you go. His tent is just on your way. I'll go with you." Too dejected to offer any opposition and perhaps a little curious to see this man who had unwittingly frustrated their design of lynching Bulger, they halted at the outer fringe of worshipers who packed the huge inclosure. They had not time to indulge their cynicisms over this swaying mass of emotional, half thinking and almost irresponsible beings ncr to detect any similarity be? tween their extreme methods and the scheme of redemption they themselves were seeking, for in a few moments, ap? parently lifted to his feet cn a wave of religious exultation, the famous preach? er arose. The men cf Rattlesnake gasped for breath. It was Bulger. But Briggs quickly recovered himself. "By what name," said he, turning pas? sionately towayd his guide, "does this man, this impostor, call himself here?" "Baker." "Baker?" echoed the .Rattlesnake con? tingent." "Baker!" repeated Lance For? ester, with a ghastly smile. "Yes," returned their guide. "You oughter know it, too, for ho sent his wife and daughter over after his usual style to sample your camp a week ago. Come, now, what are you givin us?' ' Tm: END. Ho Registered. 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S > A PAMPHLET, 14 How to Obtain Patents," with J ?cost of same in the U. S. and foreign countriest |sent free. Address, g ?C.A.SNOW&CO.l ? OPP. PATENT OFFICE, WASHINGTON. D. C. ? Atlantic Coast l??? WIL?SlNGTO* , COLUMBIA AND A?GV& RAILROAD. CORSES?2D TRAINS GOING SOUTH. Dated Dec. 20, 1397. Leave WiliQ??igtec Lea/e Sf arida Arriv?i,?ore-DR* Arrive ?3r>.r;:tsr Leave Sumter .A rr-i^e Cciat&bfe No. 56. No 35. ?4 Ol 6 4sj 7 2ej p. is. ! ? i?. *S 00? *3 25 9 10 P. S4 9 13 ?10 30 4 29 Nc.52. A.?. *9 37 IO 55 Ko. C-2 rune trtrocgfc from Chariest on v:a Ceutr&! ?.. R., iesvisg Charleston 7 s. ra.. Lanes 8 28 a. m., Mat-King 9 05 a. ra. TRAINS GOING FORTE. Lea-' e Cclarabfft Arrive Samt r Leave Sarrter ?rr ive Ficrence Leave J toreaos Leive StanoE Arrive Vtfilrrtiagton No.54 A.M. p>: ?6 45 *5 00 8 CB 6 20 Nc.32.! A. ??. P.a. 8 12 *6 30 9 23 7 4t A. M. 9 ?8 10 36 I 1 20, No.t3 .*i.;?.iiv. TDaily except Sunday. Ko. 53 rano through to Charleston, S.O., I'M Cectra? R. R.} arriving Masr-.ibs 8 58 p. m., Las53 7 36 p rs., Charleston 9 15 p. m. Traies CD Ccavrsy ! Braach Icare Ctr.d booro ll ?13 a. arrive ai Conway *ray 2 0 p. m., returning leave Conway at 2 45 p. m.; .. -ive Chadbcnra 5 15 p. ra-, lease Cbc,dbc"r^ > 45 p arrive at Heb s: o 25 p. ts., rc?urni*.? la&yc Hub 3 30 ?. m. arrirc* at Ciia?bocrn 9.15 H. m. .Ditly ez iept Sccd&y. fD?ilv except Saodav. J. it. &?2NLY, GeaH Manjar. T. W. EVERSON". Trofft? V:an&?r?-r. E. M. EMERSON, Gea'i Pasc. Agent. Atlantic Coast Line. MANCHESTER AND AUGUSTA E. E. Condensed schedule-In effect Jan 3 7, 1397 TRAINS GOING SOUTH. L? Darlington. Lv Elliott, Ar Sumter, Lv Sotnt^r, Ar Creaton, Lv Creston. Ar Pregoalls, Ar Orangref'Or*, Ar Denmark, No *35 No. fS? a. nj. a. rn. 7 55 S 40 9 23 4 29 5 17 5 40 6 12 5 45 9 lo TRAINS GOING NORTH. No. f56 No. *32 e.. m. p ci. Lr Denmark, 4 25 Lv OraDg.-burg:. 5 03 Dv Preg nails, 10 CO Ar Crestoo, 3 50 Lv Creston, 5 30 Ar-Sumter, 6 25 Lv Sumter, 6 10 Ar Elliott, 7 25 Ar Darlington, S 15 p.m. p. m. *DM1T, fDftily pscepr Sunday. Trains 32 uud 35 carry ibrouf?h Pullman PH Ieee Br.Set Sleeping Car3 between York end .Macon via Augura, r. W. Emerson, H. il. Emerson, Traffic Mar-Ri?pr, Gen. Pass. Ag?. J.R Kenley, Gsn'i Mflnager. lite ai tatos IR Io.?c"-::t Jsaaarv I5:h, IS93 TRAILS GOING NORTH, Ko 72* Uaro Wilso: ? 'UV ' Ca-, ,: SGKtrertoa. '* Milter 2. o..?e., <. ?eek?v:; " TinCf.l f? i ? * ir C 3? ?. tr 9 C5 ? m 10 I C a i IQ 4.rj ft t: U 10 t. '. 11 SO ? T: 11 - 55 p c IT. W. A S. Jane, 12 2? r> c: Sumter, 12 30 p to TKAi??S GOING SOUT l*c 73.s'|. e !*aoiiei. 2 30 p rr; W. h S Jae:., 2 33 c m TILCA:. 2 ^ ;.. 2) P&cksri?le, 3 10 p ES Si?rer. S 35 rj j??:.?: I?. 3 45 J Svmmet tcn 4 40 p tr Da*it?. 5 20 nn. J? root;, 5 50 p tu Wilson yy.\t 6 3C D o kr, Tram? r^tw^en .ViJ?nro and St- Paul I-.sv: .?llnrd ic ?5 s TH sr?d 3 45 p m., arriving PMS] i 0 SS <\ m ned ?> 5S p S?. K?tcmisg; eave St. Paul 10 35 a ai r.cd <k ?0 p ca, aad rrive Kil?ard IC 45 a m and 4 20 rc. ' Da: y r-Tcept Sc oday. ?Daily except Sunday.: THJMAS WILSON: Predsien?.