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By EOBGS H. JESSOP. [Copyright, 1896, by the Author.] ' "I don't want to norry any one, " re ' marked our host, shaking the ashes ont bf a well blackened meerschaum, "but we have a long day before ns tomorrow, and if any one wants any sleep this is the time to take it ' ' ) No response from any one of the half dozen men lounging in the sung arm chairs of that most perfectly appointed smoking room. * "I don't mind." said Sir Aian. "Two or three hours in bed are enough for me at any tima Please pass the spirit case, Jones. I wonder you're not sleepy, Tom Everton. You used always to be in bed by ll when you had an early morning in prospect, but I suppose matrimony has cured you of that along with other failings." "Tom says he isn't going, " some one remarked. "N t going! Pooh, nonsense! I thought he'd made up his mind to bring down a hart royal at least or leave his bones on Balmaquidder brae. " Mr. Everton looked decidedly uncom fortable. - "I-I should like to try of all things," he stammered, "bul-well, I won't-at least I think-I-I shan't go with you tomorrow-that is, if Sir Alan rill excuse me." "Please yourself, and you'll please me," replied the hospitable baronet "But if it isn'fc any secret I'd like to know what has made you change your mind so suddenly. " ? 'He promised Mrs. Everton he wouldn't go," broke in the previous speaker. "She dreamed a dream, and, like Pharaoh's chief baker, she thought there was something in it. " "Do be quiet, Jones," interrupted Everton irritably. "My wife had a rather odd dream last night, and she's a bit nervous, you know, and-well, after all, it's not much to give up one day's deer stalking, if one's going to make herself miserable over it " We all knew each other pretty well, this little circle of guests collected by Sir Alan to help him shoot his Scotch mountain, and very free and outspoken was the chan! that flew around poor Tom Everton's devoted head. He bore it with great good humor for some time till Jones made a rather uncalled for remark involving questions of free will and "petticoat government." Then Tom flared up. "I don't stay at home because I'm afraid of anything, but simply because I have promised. My wife dreamed that J went ont with this party, and it grew late without any of us coming back. Then she thought she saw me lying face down in the Balmaquidder, and she seemed to know I was dead. I don't remember the details, but I know she worked herself up into a shockingly nervous state about it till I promised not to ga Of course, it's all nonsense, I know that, but what can I do?*' ' 'Do as you promised !" It was Colo nel Eyre's deep voice that uttered the words, and we all glanced around at the speaker. He had remained silent dur ing the badinage occasioned by Ever ton's determination, sitting with^Jiis tumbler of Scotch whisky and water in front of him, puffing away silently at the short brier root, whose bowl scarce ly cleared the sweep of his heavy, griz zled mustache. He was holding the pipe in his hand now, sitting erect and speaking with unmistakable earnestness of manner. "Do as you promised, and don't be too sore it's all nonsense ei ther. I have known cases in which men have lived to be very thankful that they yielded to a presentiment " "But this was a dream, colonel," broke in the irrepressible Jones. "Dream be it, then. Stay at heme, Everton. As you say, it's not much to miss a day's shooting. And if you neglect this warning the chances are you may never live to regret it " The speaker took a sip from the tumbler in front of him, replaced his pipe between his lips anti leaned back as if the sub ject were at an end. But tho colonel, an Indian officer of many years' service, was popularly sup posed to have led a life of adventnre and to have figured in more than ene story whose exciting incidents could well bear repetition. As a mle, he was a taciturn man, and it was by no means easy to "set him talking," as the story goes. The present seemed an opportu nity too good to be lost, and several ^-Srcices demanded the experience by I whose authority he had spoken so de- 1 cidediy. . "Well, yes," said Colone! Eyre slow- ; ly, "I have seen a presentiment very remarkably fulfilled. I am not much of "a hand at yarning, but if you wish I have no objection io give you a leaf out of my own book, if it's only that you may leave my friend Tom here in peace to follow his own course without badg- j ering him about it. Yes, I mean yon, | Mr. Jones," he went on, impaling that helpless youngster with a glance that j sent him nervously to the spirit case, j while the rest of us settled ourselves j comfortably to listen, and Si: Alan, with a "Fire ahead, colonel," drew his chair forward into a better position. "It was .a good while after the break ing of the monsoon in 1S6S, " began the colonel slowly. "The weather was cool and pleasant enough, so that on the face cf it it seemed no great hardship when I was ordered to take a detach ment down to Sumbalpar. I was sta tioned at Raipur at the time, in the Orissa district, and word came of some trouble with tho Zemindars above Sum balpar. The only thing that seemed in convenient was the suddenness of tho order. It was just 'Fail in and march out' without delay of an hour. I was a young married man in those days, pret ty much in the position of my frieud, Tom Everton, with a wife of two years and a bit of a baby a few months old. lt wasn't pleasant to leave them behind me in a place like Raipur, and of course it was out of the question to start them at an hour's notice. I spoke to my bear er, Josein, one of the best native serv ants I ever saw, and directed him to ou thc fo:l \\riug morning. "K \vas~to see my family driven quierk" over to Sumbalpar in the touga. They were to travel by easy stages under the charge of a careful bilewallah. If there are any 'griffs' in this company I may explain for their benefit that a tonga is a kind of bullock wagon, and a bilewallah is the driver of the same. Well, I had just time for a few words of comfort and farewell-Tom will appreciate all that -before I rode out of Raipur at the head of my column. We camped that night in <he jungle after a march of about 20 miles, and it was under can vas that I was visited with the dream of presentiment, or whatever you choose to call it, that gives such point as it may possess to this old time yarn of j mine." The colonel paused to refill his glass, but every one's interest was now awak ened, and no one broke the momentary silence that ensued. "It was pretty late before I fell asleep," resumed Colonel Eyre, setting down his tumbler,4 'and it was still dark when I awoke, or seemed to awake, with my wife's voice ringing in my ears -a shriek cf agony that made me start up from my pillow and listen breathess ly. There was a lantern burning in my tenfj-I had left it so when I lay down -and by tho glimmer cf light I saw a large, dark mass spread itself between me and the canvas roof and gradually settle down on my head. I did not know what it was-it was vague and formless in cutline-but I had a consciousness that it was something of a dangerous nature, something that threatened my life, and I struggled to throw my self on one side or the other. In vain; I could not move hand or foot. I lay as if chained to the bed, and still the dark mass descended, shutting out light and j air and seeming to suffocate me." "Nightmare!" remarked Sir Alan. "Very possibly," returned the col one L "Suddenly, just as I ga ve my self up for lost and sank back on the pillow exhausted, I heard my wife's voice again, this time clear and articu late. 'Save yourself, Gerald!' it cried. 'Make one more effort for my sake. ' I glanced up at the threatening outline, nerving myself for a final struggle. It was no longer formless. Its approach had ceased to be slow. Swift as the ! swoop of a falcon it descended upon me the immense body of a tiger on the spring, its cruel jaws agape, its enor mous paws with every claw unsheathed and its hot, fetid breath on my verv brow!" "Adecidedly uncomfortable dream," observed Jones. "Of course all this passed in one-tenth of the time I take to tell it. I rolled out from under the hungry jaws, and just as I reached the ground I heard the an gry growl of the baffled monster, fol lowed by a shattering roar loud enough to waken the seven sleepers. As my senses came back to me, I found myself lying half on the ground, half on my low camp bed, my body bathed in perspiration and trembling in every limb. Just then my batman put. his head inside the tent flap and asked me if I had heard the roar, adding that there was a tiger h the camp. I pulled on my clothes, and I could hear the men walking about among the tents, search ing and whispering, but no trace of a tiger could we discover. " "Thea it was a real tiger?" inquired Tom. "It would seem so, as the whole camp hoard the roar as well as myself. However, it was almost morning by this time, and as every one was afoot and moments were precious I gave orders to push on at once. A hurried chota hazree was quickly prepared and dispatched, and by the time the sun rose we were fairly on our way, with a good prospect of reaching Sumbalpar before nightfall. I couldn't shake oif the im pression of the dream, however, try as I would. Besides, some natives who had come in before we broke camp told us of a man eater which had been infest ing the district. A tiger that has once tasted human flesh, as you may have heard, is never content with beef or venison afterward, and they sometimes make themselves the terror of a whole countryside before they are shot. What with the vague misgivings suggested by I my dream and the tangible danger of the man eater, I found myself growing more and more uneasy with every mile we marched. Finally I determined to turn back and meet my wife. I was well mounted, and. I believed I could gallop to the rear, assure myself that all was well with her and pick up my command again before it reached Sum balpar. I left the detachment in charge of a sergeant-poor old Bus bee, he died "Swift as Ute sicoop (>f a falcon il dc neel uh <l vpon MIC." of jungle fever that saine year-and rode back as fast as King Tom, a very speedy chestnut, could lay leg to ground. I passed the spot where we bad spent the night and. kept on several miles beyond without seeing anything to cause uneasiness. My fears were be ginning to disperse, and common sense made itself heard. I realized that I might find it very difficult to give a sat isfactory explanation of my absence if the men reached Sumbalpar without me -they do not pay much attention to dr ams at headquarters. This view of the case became more impressive with each mile I rode, and I determined that if the next turn in the path did not bring my family into view or show me some other good reason for pushing on I would turn back and rejoin my com mand. Thus resolved. I cantered for ward, swung round the tangled angle of brush that limited my view and S W '- \__ m Kore the colonel stopped for anet sip of whisky and water. "What did you seer" cried Sir Al "Your wifti?" "Yes, sir, I saw her. She was sitt with the baby in her lap iii the tong pale-I have never seen such an pression of strained terror on any man countenance. The bilewallah i in front, trying to keep the bulloc which seemed almost frantic with fi to the path. I knew the man well of the best hands with a team at station-but just then his face wai distorted with fright that I hardly i ognized him. You know that lilac gr ish tinge a native's face gets when h scared almost to death'* "I know, I know, " broke in Sir . an. "But what was the matter. W was frightening them? Could you anything?"^ "Inde cT could, " replied the color "Cause enough they had. Not J yards behind them trotted the larg tiger it has ever been my fortune enp ' ' Various exclamations testified to ' completeness of the surprise to wh. Colonel Eyre had treated his audien "Was it a man eat-er?" I asked. "At first I supposed it was, but il had been I never should have seen th alive. After I shot the beast" "Oh, you did shoot him:" "Don't ask me hew! I am counte< fair shot-I was far better then-1 when I leveled my rifle at that brut heart, when I realized how much hu on the result-for if I had missed, 01 I had merely wounded him, he WOT. have been ia the tonga at a sinj spring, and nothing under heaven its could have saved those dearest to : from a horrible death-when I realiz all this, I don't know how I found t nerve to pull the trigger. I suppose knew it was the only chance. My t pearance had enraged the animal, a he was just preparing to spring. Tl I do know, and I'm not ashamed to o\ it: When I saw that I had laid t tiger out with a single shot, a thi that doesn't happen twice in a lifetin I feii flat beside the tonga in the act helping my wife down; for the first a last time in my life I fainted. " Yes, it was a pretty hard trial . the nerves," resumed the colonel, our discussion of the situation sank in silence, "but nothing to what my wi had gone through. That tiger had f< lowed them for more than four mil through the jungle. The bi le walla with rare presence of mind, had ma: aged to keep the bullocks to their stea< jog trot, any increase of pace or appes ance of flight would have provoked spring. She, poor woman, had succee ed in hushing her baby, for had tl child cried nothing is surer than th the sound would have led to an attac It must have been an awful four mil for her. It was years before she recove ed from the effect. " "And why did not the tiger attat them?" inquired Jones. "Does any 01 know?" "The animal was doubtless waitii to kill them till they got into the vioij ity of water, " explained Colonel Eyr "Tigers often do that with cattle ar other large quarry. There was water mir or less farther on. I had notice it myself in passing. If I had not cou upon the ground, another ten minute would have sealed ttieir fate." ! . "So it may fairly be said that yoi dream was the means of saving the lives," observed Tom Everton, who, a ! though the most silent, had not been ti least attentive of the listeners. "I think we may fairly admit s much," replied Colonel Eyre. "If: had not been for my dream, I do n< think the report of the man eater woul have brought me back. On the othe hand, but for hearing about the ma eater and actually being awakened b the roar of a tiger, I am not sure thc the dream would have had weigb enough with me to induce me to leav a detachment on the march-a seri ou thing, gentlemen, as some of you wh are soldiers know well enough.: ? "It's a very curious circumstance certainly," observed Sir Alan, and the: there was a pause. "But see here, colonel, " Tom broke ii again, "the dream, if a warning at all I was a warning of danger to you, your self, and though you certainly hean Mrs. Eyre's voice calling to you, yet i j was urging you to save yourself an not Bummoning you to her assistance. ' "That is very true, and it puzzled mi at the time. But, as I argued, it is won derful enough to get a warning of dan ger in the future at all. You must no I expect to have it spelled out to you ii J arge print. Now, as to this dream o Mrs. Evertou's-it prefigures danger t< yofy as I understand?" ! "You must go to Mrs. Everton her self for the details. All that I reinem be: is that she saw me lying drowned ii ! the Balmaquidder and read tho visioi j as a warning that some accident woulc befall me if I joined the shooting part} tomorrow. But, by the light of your es perience, it would seem the danger ii to her, not to me. " "I'm not quite so sure of thar," re turned the colonel thoughtfully. "Well, I think there can be no queS' tion that your dream saved your wife's life," observed Jones, upon whose skep' ticisni the colonel's narrative had made some impression. "No question at ail," rejoined that officer, rising, "and therefore, young man, pay attention to dreams, whethei they bu your own or those of your bettei half, which should be, a fortiori, bettei . and more reliable than your own. Good night, gentlemen. It's past 1 o'clock; and we have an early start before us.1 ' In ten minutes more silence and dark ness reigned in the smoking room of Balmaquidder Lodge. Next morning the mon of the party were, up and stirring betimes. As I left my bedroom. candle in hand, I heard voices proceeding from the apartment j occupied by Mr. and Mrs. Everton. "Ah, ha." thought I, "Toni's curtain lecture is net over yet." However, our friend's absence was forgotten in tho enjoyment of a substantial Highland breakfast, and by the time the sun as serted his power against the mist we Were bravely breasting a steep mountain Eide, spurred ou by rh hope of a good day's sport. Only one incident occurred at our stare. Sir Alan was setting his face against a steep brae when he was stop ped by the barelegged gillie who acted as our guide. "Dinna gae yon gait, Sir Alan. We must win ower bv the brig below." "Can't we get across by the stepping stones at the ford?" inquired our host impatiently. 'The bridge is a mile of a round. ' ' "I dinna ken that the stanes'll be ower muckle safe, Sir Alan, for bye ye canna see them at a' wi1 the white Hauling up. water swirling ower them, and the pool may be ten feet deep close in under them Wc mought-win ower recht enoo, an again we mought na-ye ken" ' .' Yes, I ken, ' ' interrupted Sir Alan. "We'll go round by the bridge, gentle men. There's a flood in the river, it ap pears-a cheerful habit the Balmaquid der has when you least want it or ex pect it. " By the bridge accordingly we went, and when I saw the brown water whirl ing down in swift eddies I was thankful that we had not attempted the stepping stones. It was evening and fast growing dark when wc reached the glen on our re turn, wet, tired and h angry, but thor oughly satisfied with the day's results. We were stepping out briskly, for we knew we were close to home, when a big mountain hawk swooped right in front of us. Jones, who had not drawn the cartridge from his rifle, let fly on the instant, without remembering how small was his chance with a bullet at quarry on the wing. We were amusing ourselves chaffing Jones as the bird flew off untouched when Colonel Eyre, who was a few steps to the rear, pulled up short and raised his hand to signal for silence. We all heard ii then-a shrill, lamentable voice ringing sharply from the hillside. There was no mistaking the purport of that appeal-it was a cry for help. But the mist was beginning to settle and the echo barned us. For a moment we looked blankly at each eth er and around, not knowing whither tc turn. Again the cry, "Help, help, help!" with a note of agony in it that stirred the blood like a trumpet. "God guide us. 'Tis at the foord above you," cried the gillie, and, tired as we were, none of us was far behind him when he reached the stepping stones. They were hidden by a mass of swirl ing, broken water, but just below them lay the pool of which the guide had spoken-calm by comparison with the ford, but agitated nevertheless with a swift current that flashed between steep banks faced with granite-as ugly a place for an accident as might be found in the whole length of the brawling Balmaquidder. And an accident had happened, plain ly enough. On one of the granite bowl ders knelt Mrs. Everton, leaning back with all her might against the drag of a plaid, one end of which she held, while the other was lost in the black shadows of the pool. She heard our footsteps as we ran up, but did not tum her head. "Help, help!" she cried again. "I can't hold on much longer, and he-oh" She broke off with a sob, as strong hands relieved her of the extemporized lifeline, and Colonel Eyre, bending for ward, peered down into the obscurity of the pool. I was one of those who had grasped the shore end of the plaid, and the strain told me that whoever was below still maintained his grasp. "Can you hold OJ another moment?" asked the colonel, then, without waiting for a reply: "Cling close for dear life. Now, boys, gently docs it. A steady, slow pull-no jerking. " And in another moment the dripping, half senseless form of Tom Everton was drawn out on the bank, his drowning grip of the plaid still unloosened, and laid beside the fainting form of his wife. "It was this way," Tom explained some hours later, when we were all as sembled for our usual smoking room symposium. "I dare say I was pretty cross all da}', thinking of the sport you fellows were having and all I was miss ing, and toward evening my wife sug gested that wo should walk out and try to meet you. We kept along the river up to the stepping stones, but the cross ing there looked so bad that my wife would not hear of my attempting it. I did not think it so very dangerous, but I dare say Pd let her have her own way" "As yon usually do." interjected Jones. -"when all of a sudden I heard a shot close by on the other side. Then 1 started over at once. I've been across the ford a dozen times, but bet"; re I had taken three steps I found the stream was too siroie,' for me. 1 tried to turn hack, but the current seemed to whirl me right oft my feet. I went sliding ever the slippery stones, and in two F conds I was soused vre ll over my head into the pool below and spinning round like a troll in a brook. I tried to grasp hold of something on the bauk, but that was the only resulf'-sbcwing his lacerated hands-"and I tiiiuk 1 must biive been very eic to kingdom come vs hen something or another flap ped in my face. I clutched it and hunr* on like grim death. It was Jenny'., plaid, which she had the presence of mind to fling me and the pluck and strength to hold on to till you came to help. God bless her, I say"-Tom's ! voice faltered a little. "She's a wife to I be proud of, and the next time she has a dream and wants me to stay at home, she shan't have to ask me twice." "Oh, by tho bye, the dream!" broke in Sir Alan. "Is this accident to Tom to be regarded as the fulfillment of his wife's dream or not?" "Mrs. Everton's dream was a warn I ing," said the colonel. "I should say that, having profited by the warning" "But stay, '' I argued. 4'Did she profit by the warning? She persuaded her husband to stay at home. Kow, if he had gone with us he would have cross ed the eridge and been as safe as any of us. The dream did not save him. On the contrary, it very nearly drowned him." "She acted for the best, and all's well that ends well," replied the colonel. "Look at my dream now. If I had not gone to my wife's help and shot that tiger, I should never have seen her again. No, no, as I said before, yon can't expect these warnings to be print ed ont in big type. You must just take them as they come aud chance your reading them aright." "And come within an ace of drown ing yourself, or some one else, " inter jected Jones. "It only bears cut the old saying that 'Dreams go by contraries,' " I remark ed. "Still, these are a very remarkable pair of coincidences. " "Here's my view," said Sir Alan. "Eat light supp3rs, go to bed health ily tired, and you won'i dream at all. Or, if you must, forget all about it as soon as possible. You can torture a warning out of almost anything and make yo*tfself wretched trying to find out where the hidden danger is and very likely rush right into it, as Everton did, trying to avoid it. Half the time dreams do go by contraries, and it's dangerous meddling with what we don't under stand." And by the time the pirit case had completed its next round we all agreed with Sir Alan. TEE END. A Thousand Tongroes Could uot express the r3:pture of Annie E. Springer, of 1125 Howard St, Philadelphia, Pa., when she found that Dr. King's New Dis covery for Consumption bad completely cared her of a hacking cough that fer many years had made life a burden. All other remedies and doctors could give her no help, but she says of this Royal Cure-' it soon removed the pain in my chest and I can now sleep soundly, something I can scarcely remember doing before. I feel like sounding its praises throughout thc Universe." So will every one who tries Dr. King's New Discoverv for any trouble of th? Throat, Chest or lungs. Price 50c and SI. Trial bottles free at J. F. W. DeLorme's Drug Store; every bottle gneran tsec. ^^^^^ _____ ? A Chinese doctor says the reason why the Chinese are not victims of nervousness is because they wear soft shoes The Indians are not, either, perhaps because they wear raoccasons, nor the origina' Afri cans, either, perhaps because they go barefooted. So if you want to dodge nervousness, you can take your choice between scft shoes, moc casons cr go it barefooted. This j wouldn't be fashionable, but, of course, iu a matter of this kind fashion doesn't count. The chief source of the rubber supply is the valley of the Amazoo. Commander Toed of the Wilmington, io b 6 report on tbat ship's trip up the Amazon, says the status of the !Ddu3trj ie a serious problem. The natives kill ail of the trees they operate upon each season, and co attempt is made to' replace the trees killed. It follows, j therefore, that the source of supply is growing less each, year and that it will be exhausted after an uncertain number of years However, the probabilities are tbat before the Brazilian rubber forests have besn destroyed some smart Amer ican chemist will have discovered a substituto for rubber. ----->a~__^-* ? D. & 0. and Seaboard to Con- i nect at Georgetown. Richmond,Ya , Aug 2 -A confer ence was held between Messrs E. St John, vice president of the Sea board Air Line, and Capt Joseph Willard in Portsmouth yesterday. It is understood that it was in relation to the construction of the proposed line to connect that road with the Baltimore and Ohio, above George town, D C This connecting link with probably start from or near ; ; Quantico and pass through Fairfax I court house, following the route ! eurveyed and adopted by the Balli I more and Ohio some years ago. This j plan was decided upon some time ago j aud a part of the connecting link was and thc rest surveyed. The Baltimore and Ohio obtained ! the charter of the \Va6hiDgton and i Cumberland road, which along the banks cf the Chesapeak & Ohio canal gave them a line al! the way through Georgetown to Rock Creek. The purchase of the Canal by the railroad would facilitate the plan to have a j freight depot in Georgetown It is 1 said that heretofore there has beeu trouble in getting a bil! through Con- j gre6s to permit the railroad to cross i }he Washington acqueduct, but if that difficulty did exist it probably j does no longer. This is an import ant movement and if accomplished will mean a great deal Condensed Schedule in Effect June llth, 189?. > A i i No Hi iNo. G'No.l 530p' 7 00a Lv... Charleston ... Ar!ll00a| 817p 609p 7 41a' " .. Summerville .. " ;10 lSa / 32? 750p 8 50a " ...Branchville... " 852aj bfti? 824p 9 3a! " . ..OrangebuJg... 44 ! 8 "22a 5&>p 920p 10 lia M .... Ringville.... 44 ; 7 30a| 43 p 10 48a " Camden JunctionLv.| 350? 11 40a Ar.Camden.Lv;.j 3w? 1010p ll 00a' Ar. ^Columbia.... .Lv! 6 45aI 355s ~530pi 7 00aiLT7."Ch jftet n~T.T r ll (Wal 817p 750pi 915a 44 ...Branchv le... 44 8 52a 602? 819p, 9 41a| 44 .. .Bamberg . 8 24a 583p Solp! 9 52a 44 . . 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LexingtoE.I 500p! 5 00a 44 Cincinnati. 730p 7 45a 44 Chicago. 715a 53v? Ar. Louisville. *' St. Louis .. 735p! 7 55a 7 04a! 600? Ar. Memphis. I via Chattanooga).. I.j 7 &a To Asheville-Cincinnati-Lonisville. _EASTERN TIME._ D^lD^S Lv. Augusta.! 2 4Up 9 30? " Batesburg.:.J 419ajl2 07a Lv. Charlest n.! 7 00aj 530? Lv. Columbia (Union Dei>ot).ll 40a 8 30a Ar. Spartanburg .: 310p;ll 25a 44 Asheville . 700p 240p 44 Knoxville.I 415a 720o " Cincinnnati.i 730p! 7 45a 4t Louisville (via Jellico).I.I 6 50a To Washington and the East. Lv. Augusta..1 24 pl 930? " Batesburg.! 419p,1207a 44 Columbia (Union Depot).! 523p 215a Ar. Charlotte.! 845p| 915a Ar. Danville.U 55aj 12 ? Ar. Bichmond. 600aLg 5?" Ar. "Washington.. 740ai 905o 44 Baltimore Pa. R. R.! 912a ll25p M Philadelphia..ll 35a 256a " New York.! 203p! 6 23a Sleeping Car Line between Charleston and Atlanta, via Augusta, making connections at Atlanta for all points North and "West. Solid Trains between Charleston and Ashe ville, carrying elegant Pullman Buffet Parlor Cars. Connections at Columbia with through train? for Washington and the East : also for Jackson ville and all Florida Points. FRANK S. GANNON. J. M. CULP, Third Y-P. & Gen. Mgr., Traffic Manager. "Washington, D. C Washington, D. C. GEORGE B. ALLEN, Div. Pass. Agt.. Charleston, S. C. W. A. TURK, S. H. HARDWICK, Gen'l Pass. Agt. Asst. Gen'l Pass. Agt. Washir rrtou, D. C. Atlanta. Ga. LANDS WANTED. PERSONS WITH LANDS FOR SALE are requested to put them ia my bande tor pale. I em in constant receipt of so macy lc.ters of enquiry about lands from Northern and Western parties, that I may be able to effect sales for those who will give me accu rate detailed descriptions of what tbey have. No charge wiil be made unless satisfactory sales are made. Descriptions must be suck 9S eau be guaranteed and must give: No. of acres, location, character of land, proximity to railroads, post offices, schools, churches and towns, kind of improve jems. Communications strictly con deot, when so desired. JAMES G. GIBBES, State Land Agent, Nov. 10. Cc'ombia, SC BOARDING. HAVING TAKEN the House on Main Street secona door south of the Nixon House, I am prepared to accommodate a few regular boarders, and also lodging and meals to transient customers. Terms reasonable. MRS. W. B. SMITH. Sept. g. NEW MAN IN TOWN. Blacksmith and Wheelwright. IHA VS OPENED ON LIBERTY Stree near corner of Harvio Street, and solici any work in my line end guarentee satisfac tion. gorses Shod for 8Cc. all round, if Horse is in good. condition-Cask or Equiralent. Genial repair work of ll kinds done at correspondingly low prices. I hare references from best people of Mayea viiie where I worked the past year and from Camden, where I did business for 17 years. Special promptness given to work fer physicians and cases of urger.cv. W. T. HALL, Wheelwright and Blacksmith. Feb 21-2t OSBORNE'S^ Austria, Ga. Actual Business. Xo Text Books. Short umc. Cheap board. Send tor Catalogue.