The watchman and southron. (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, January 03, 1900, Image 6

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4* fr <%vtw?s r.fr^?vVxi><fr^?N*ytMfry^ ?>.iKi <^vaH?<**fr?J IN HIS STEP "What UUouId 3csus 30o By Charles M. Sheldon. Ofpifl'Mftl arul imhHu/tnl in Ixvk forin I' UfUM- . i'uMi*/ioiu C>. ? / 0?*fc.(/< Iis #??i*i)H?oati5<r??5^; "Thank God! I hope it is true," ex? claimed Henry Maxwell. "Marsh, vre awe in danger here. Do yon realize onr situation ? We ought to get the ladies tr? a place of eafety." "That ia true." said Marsh gravely ait that moment a shower of stonee and mimiles fell over them. The nnr street and sidewalk in front of them were- completely choked with tho worst efarnentH of the Rectangle. **Tbis looks serious," said Mnxw< 11. With Mirsh and Rollin and Dr. West Iva started to go forward through the ssnall opening. Virginia. Rachel and Loreen following close and sheltered by ike men. who now realised something es? their danger. The Rectangle was ehmnk and enraged. It saw in Daniel Karon and Henry Maxwell two ef the leaders in the election contest who had perhaps robbt*; them of their beloved seaijiin. "Down with tbe aristocrats!" ahout ed a shrill voice, more likeeytwoman'a than a man's. A shower of mud and stones followed. Rachel remembered afterward tbat Bolbn jumped directly rr front of her and received on his head and chest a number of blows that would probably have struck her if he had not shielded nee from them And just then, before the police reached them, Loreen darted forward at the side of Virginia and pushed her aside, looking op and screaming. It was so sudden tbat no one had time to aalch the face of the one who did it But out of the upper window of a room ewer the very saloon where Loreen had scene out a week before some one had thrown a heavy bottle. It struck Loreen ess the head, and she fell to the ground. Virginia turned and instantly kneeled down by her. The police officers by that time had reached tbe littl ? company. Donald Marsh raised his arm and snooted over the howl that was begin . tng to rise from the wild beast in the ??ob. "Stop! You've killed a woman I" The announcement partly sobered the orowd. "Is it true?" Henry Maxwell asked as Dr West kneeled on the other side of Loreen. supporting her. "She's dying!" said Dr.West briefly. Loreen opened her eyes and smiled at Virginia Virginia wiped the blood from her face and then bent over and kiseM her. Loreen smiled again, and ahn next moment her soul was in para And yet thia is only one wr man out ef thousands killed by this drink deviL Crowd Kick now. ye sinful men and women in this filthy street! Let this august dead form Le borno through your stupefied sobered ranks, Sho was one of your cwn children. The Rectan? gle had stamped the imago of the beast ?n her. Thank him who died for sin that the other image of a new soul shine* out of her pale clay. Crowd hackt Qive them room! Let her pass " .'erently. followed aud surrounded by ...?? weeping, awestruck company of ?Jhrtstians, Yo killed her. ye drunken en order era! And yet. and yet. O Chris Han America, wbo killed this woman? Stand back! flirenco there! A woman aas been killed I Who? Loreen. child of tbe streets)?poor, Urznken. vile sinner! ? Lord Qod. how long? Yes: tho saloon killed her?that is. the voters in Chris? tian America who license the saloon. And the judgment day only shall de? clare who wo?' the murderer of Lore* n CHAMER VII II? that fbiWatk mt ?h*n not walk in dark The body of Loreen lay in stato at tbe Pago mansion on tbe avenue. It was .Sunday morning, and the clear, owert uir. just beginning to breathe ewer the city the perfume of opening ?hwAonm in tho wot.ds und fields, swept ewer the c t from one of the open windows at th" Sttd of tho grand hall. The church bells weTe ringing, and the people on the avenue grin : l.y to * rv Ice turned curious, inquiring looks up j at the great hon^o and went on. talking ?f the recent events which had so 1 strangely < ntered into and made history in the : ity. At the First church Henry Maxwell, hen ring on his face marks of the rccne he had Iwen through tho ni;?ht before, confronted r.u immense congregation and epok't of it with a passion and a power that came so naturally out of ihm profound experiences of tho day be? fore that his people felt for him some? thing of the old fisding of pride they ance hod in his dramatic delivery. Only this was a different attitude, and all through his impaasioned appeal this morning thero was u note of aad:e- s and rebnko and *tem condemnation that made m ;tiy of th" inemUrs pale with self accusation or with inward anger I r Raymond kid :iwakened that morning to the fact that the city kid gonn for lie n*c. after all. The rumor at the Rectangle that the second and third wards had gone no license proved to l?e fal v It was true that the victory *.is \< > ti Iva V'iv meager majority, but the result wan the name as if it had been overwhelming. Raymond had voted to rui.tinue another year the s,i loon The Christians of Raymond stood condemned by the result More than a hundred Christian?. profesHing disciples, hud failed to go to the |m>11s. and many more Shan thut nninbeT had voted with the whisky men. If all the church mem hers of Raymond hod voted against the saloon, it would today be outlawed ol crowned king of the munici yfKjS^xjx^^.^ *>'?>-'5'- ? ?v ?-? s> ? ? - f- ? - ? ? ?' ? ? ? ? ve?^ ?}>V' "???^?^t>y * ? ? paiity. mat naa DMA Uli fACt in Ray? mond for years. The saloon ruled. No one denied that What would JefOldof And tli ? womaa who had been brutal typ Strock <1 tva by the very hand that had neilfltea1 Ml eagerly to work her earthly ruin ? what of her I Wtl it any? thing more than the logical sequence of the whole horrible system of license that for another year the saloon that received her ao often and compassed her degradation, from whose very spot the weapon had been barled that struck her dead, would by the law which the Christian people of Raymond voted to support open its doors, perhaps tomor? row, and damn with earthly and eternal destruction a hundred Loreens before the year had drawn to its bloody close t All this, with a voice that rang and erarubled and broke in sobs of anguish for the result, did Henry Marwell pouT ont upon his people that Sunday morn ing. and men and women wept as he spoke. Donald Marsh sat there, his usual erect, handsome, firm, bright, self confident bearing all gone, his head bowed upon his breast, tho great tears rolling down his cheeks, unmind? ful of the fact that never before had he I shown outward emotion in a public service. Edward Norman near by sat< with his clear cut, keen face erect, but his lip trembled and he clutched the end of the pew with a feeling of emotion that struck deep into his knowledge of the truth as Maxwell spoke of it. No man had given or suffered moro to in? fluence public opinion that last week than Norman. The thought that the Christian conscience had hoch aroused too late or too feebly lay with a weight of accusation upon the heart of the editor. Whnt if he had begun to do as Jesus would long ago? Who could tell what might hnv3 been accomplished by this time? And up in the choir Rachel Winslow, with her face bowed I on the railing of tho oak screen, gave I way to ? feeling she had not yet nl- 1 lowed to master her. but it so unfitted her for her part that when Henry Max? well finished and she tried to sin* tho closing solo after the prayer her voice broke, and for the first time in her life she was obliged to sit down sobbing and I unable to go on. Over tho church in tho silence that I followed this strnngo scene, sobs and the noise of weeping aroso. When had the First church yielded to such a bap? tism of tears? What had becomo of its regular, precise, cold, conventional or? der of service, undisturbed by any vul? gar emotion and unmoved by any fool iah excitement? But the people had lately had their deepest convictions touched. They had been living so long on their surface'feelings that they had almost forgotten tho deeper wells of life. Now that they had broken to the surface the people wero convinced of the meaning of their discipleship. Henry Maxwell did not nsk this morning for volunteers to join those who bod already pledged to do as Jesus would, but when the congregation had Anally gone and he had entered the lec? ture room it needed but n glance to show him that the original company of followers had been largely increased. The meeting was tender. It glowed with the Spirit's presence; it was alive with strong and lasting resolve to begin e war on the whisky power of Ray? mond that would break its reign. 'Since the first Sunday when the first company of volunteers had pledged themselves to do as Jesus would do the different meet? ings had been characterised by distinct impulses or impressions. Today the en? tire force of the gathering seemed to be directed to this one largo purpose. It was a meeting full of broken prayers, of contrition, confession, of strong yearning for a new and better city life, and all through it ran tho ono general cry for deliverance from the saloon and its awful curse. But if tho First church was deeply stirred by the events of the week gone the Rectangle also felt moved strongly in its own way. The death of Loreen was not in itself so remarkable a fact. It was her recent acquaintance with tho people from the city that lifted her intosp ciul prominence and surrounded her death with more than ordinary im? portance. Every one in tho Rectangle knew that Loreen was at this moment lying in the Page mansion up on the avenue. Exaggerated reports of tho magnificence of tho casket had already fnmlined material for eager gossip. The Rectangle was excited to know the details of the funeral. Would it bo public? What did Miss Pago intend to do? The Rectanglo had never before i mingled even in this distantly personal manner with the aristocracy on tho ? boulevard. The opportunities for doing so were not frequent. Gray and his wife were besieged by inquiries as to what Loreen s friend i and acquaint? ances were expected to do in paying their last respects to her. for her ac? quaintance was large, and many of tho recent converts wer ? among her friends. So that is how it happened Monday Afternoon at tho tent that the funeral service of Loreen was held before en immense andisMS that choked the tent and overflowed 1?' yond all previous bounds. Gray had gone to Virginia. ami nfter tell ing It over with her and Henry Maxwell the arrangements had been made ?'I am and always have bSSU opposed to large public funer tls." said (iray, whoso complete. WholsSQtnB simplicity of character was one of its great sources of strength, "hnt the cry of the poor ' creatures who knew Loreen la ?oswrostt that I do n >t know how to refuse their 1 desire to son her and pay her poor body fioin? last lmio Honor. WftaT ?o you think, Mr. Maxwell t I will bo guided by your judgment in the matter. I am ?ore that whatever you end Misa Pago think ii best will be right." "I feel HI yon do." replied Mr. Max? well. "Under most circumstances I have n great distaste for what seems j like display at inch times, but this ! seema different. Tho people at the Rec? tangle will not come hero to a service. I think thi? most Christian thing will be to let them have the service at the tent. Do you think so. Virginiat" . "Yes." said Virginia sadly. "Poor son]] Ido not know but that some time I shall know sho gave her life for mine. We c rtainly cannot and will not use th<> occasion for Vulgar display. Let her friendi be allowed the gratification ? of their wishea 1 see no harm in it." So the arrangements were made with BOino difficulty for the service at the ! tent, and Virginia, with her undo and ! Rollin. accompanied by Henry Max i well, Rachel. President Marsh and the j quartet from the First church, went down and witnessed one of the strange scenes of their lives. It happened that that afternoon a noted newspaper cor? respondent was passing through Ray? mond on his way to an editorial con? vention in a neighboring city. He heard ef the contemplated service at the tent and was present that afternoon. *feis description of it was written in a graph? ic style that caught tho attention of very many readers tho next day. A I fragment of his account belongs to this part of the history of Raymond: "There was a very unique and un? usual funeral service held hero this aft? ernoon at tho tent of an evangelist, Rev. John Gray, down in tho slum dis? trict known as tho Rectangle. Tho oc? casion was caused by the killing of n woman during an election riot lass Sat? urday night It seems sho had been re? cently converted during tho evangelist's meetings and was killed while return? ing from ono of tho meetings in com? pany with other converts and some of her friends. She was a common street drunkard, and yet tho services at the tent were as impressivo as any I ever witnessed in a metropolitan chnrcii over tho most distinguished citizt n. "In the first place, a most exquisite anthem was sung by a trained choir. It struck me. of course, being a stranger to tho place, with considerable astonish nient to hear Voices liko those ouo na. urally expects to hear only in great churches or concerts at mob B meeting as this, but tho most remarkable part of the music was a solo sung by a strik? ingly beautiful young woman, a Miss Wmslow, who, if I remember rightly, is tho young singer who was sought for by Crandal, tho manager of National OpeTa, and who for some reason refused to accept his offer to go cn the stage. Sho had a most wonderful manner iu singing, and everybody was weeping before she had sung a dozen words. That, of course, is not so strango an effect to bo produced at a funeral serv? ice, but tho Voice itself was one of ten thousand. I understand Miss Winslow sings la the First church and could probably command almost any salary as a public singer. She will probably bo heard from soon. Such a voice could win Its way any where. "Tho service, aside from the singing, was peculiar. The evangelist, a man of apparently very simple, unassuming style, spoke n few words, and be was followed by a fine looking man. the Rev, Henry Maxwell, past Of <>c the First, church of Raymond. Mr. Maxwell spoke of the fact that the dead woman had been fully prepared to go, but he spoko in a peculiarly sensitive manner of tho effect of the liquor business on tho lives of men and women like this one. Raymond, of course, being a rail? road town and the center of tho great packing interests for this region, is full of saloons. I caught from tho minister's remarks that ho had only recently changed his views in regard to license. He certainly uado a very striking and yet it was in no senso an inappropriate address for a funeral. "Then followed what was perhaps the queer part of this strange service. The women in the tent, at least a largo part of them up near the coffin, began to sing in a soft, tearful way. 4I was a wandering sheep.1 "Then, while tho singing was going on, ono row of Women stood up and walked slowly past tho casket, and as they went by each one placed a fie wer of some kind on it. Then they sat down, and ancther row filed past, leaving their flowers. All the time tho singing continued softly, liko rain on a tent cover when the wind is gentle. It was one of tho simplest and at the same timo one of the most impressive sights I ever witnessed. The sides of the tent were up, and hundreds of people who could not get in stood outside, all as still as death, with wonderful sadness and solemnity for such rough looking people. There must have been a hun? dred of these women, and I was told many of them had been converted at the meetings just recently. I cannot de? scribe the effect <?t that singing. N?>t a man sang a note, all women's voices, and so soft and yet m> distinct that tho effect was startling. "The service dosed with another solo by Mi<s Winslow, who sang 'There were ninety and nine.' and then tho evangelist asked them all to bow their heads while he prayed. I was obliged, in order to catch my train, to leave during the prayer, and the hat view I caught of the scene as the train went by the shops was a sight of the gn at crowd pouring out of the tent and forming In open ranks while tho collin was borne ont by six of the women, it is a long time since I have seen such a picture in this nnpoetical republic." If Loreen's funeral impressed a pass* Ing stranger like this, it la not difficult to Imagine the profound fo< lings of those who bad been so intimately eon aected with her life and death. Noth? ing had ever ent er? dthe Rectangle that bad moved it sodoc ply as Loreen's body in that coffin, and the Holy spirit seemed to bless with special power the use of this senseless clay, for that night at the meeting ho swept more than a ?coro of lost souls, mostly women, into tho fold of the Good Shepherd. t it should bo laid noro mat nenry Maxwell's statement concerning the opt ning of the saloon from whose win? dow Loreen had been killed proved nearly exactly true. It was formally close d Monday and Tuesday while tho authorities arrested tho proprietor, charged with tho murder, but nothing could be proved against any one, and before Saturday of that week the saloon was running as regularly as ever. No ono on the earth was ever punished by earthly court ifor the murder of Loreen. No one in all Raymond, including the Rectangle, felt Loreen's death more keenly than Virginia. It came like a distinct pi rsonal loss to her. That short week while Loreen had been In her home had op ned Virginia's heart to a new life. She was talking it over with Ra< hel the day aft r the funeral. They wero nittiug in the hall of tho Page mansion. "I am going to do something with my money to help these women to a better life. " Virginia looked over to the end of the hall where the day before Loreen's body had lain. "I have decid? ed on a good plan, as it seems to me. I have talked it over with Rollin. He will devote a largo part of his money to the same plan." "How much money have you, Vir? ginia, to give in this way?" asked Rachel. Once Fhe would never have asked such a personal question. Now it seemed as natural to talk frankly about money as about anything else that be? longed to God. "I have available for use at least 1450.000. Rollin has as much more. It is one of his bitter regrets now that his extravagant habits of lifo before his conve rsion practically threw away half that father left him. Wo are both eager to make all the reparation in our pow? er. 'What would Jesus do with this money?' We want to answer that qui s tion honestly and wisely. The money 1 shall put into The News is. I am con fident, in line with Jeans1 probable ac? tion. It is as necessary that we have ? daily Christian paper in Raymond especially now that we have the saloon influence to meet, as it is to have a chnrchora college. Sol am satisfied that the $500,000 that Mr. Norman will know how to use so well will be a powerful factor in Raymond to do as , Jesus would do. "About my other plan, Rachel. I want you to work with me. Rollin and I are going to buy up a large part of the property in tho Rectangle. The field where the tent now is has been in liti I gation for years. Wo mean to secure j the entire tract as soon as the courts I have settled the title. For some time I I have been making a specal study of the various forms of college settlements and resident methods of Christian work and institutional church work in the heart of great city slums. I do not know that I have yot been able to tell just what is tho wisest and most effective kind of work that can bo done in Raymond, b it I do know this much?my money (1 mean God's, which he wants me to use) can build wholesome lodging houses, refuges for poor women, asy? lums for shopgirls, safety for many and many a lost girl like Loreen. And I do not wane to be simply a dispenser of this money. God help me! I do want to put myself into the problem. But do you know, Rachel. I have a feeling all the time that all that limitless money and limitless personal sacrifice can possibly do will not really lessen very much the awful conditions ?>?' tho Rectangle ns long as the saloon is legally established there. I think that is true of any Christian work now be? ing carried on in any great city. The saloon furnishes material to bo saved faster than tho settlement or residence or rescue mission werk can save it." Virginia suddenly rose and paced the hall. Rachel answered sadly and yet with a note e>f hope in her voice: "It is true; but, oh. Virginia, what a wonderful amount of happiness and power can conn* out of this money! And the sahxm cannot always remain here. The time must come when the Christian forco in the city will triumph." Virginia paused near Rachel, and her pale, earnest face lighted up. "I believe that too. The number of those who have promised to do as Jesus would is increasing. If wo once have, say, 500 such disciples in Raymond, the saloon is doomed. But now, dear, I want you to look at your part in this plan for capturing and saving the Rec? tangle. Your voice is a power. I have had many ideas lately. Here is one of them. You could e)i-ganize among thi girls a musical institute. Give them the benefit of your training. There aro Some splendid voices in the rough there. Did any one' ever hear such singing as that yesterday by those women t Rachel, What a beautiful opportunity! Yon shall have the best of opportunity in the way of organs and orchestras that money can provide, and what cannot be done with music to win souls there into higher and better and purer liv? ing'.'" Before Virginia had ceased speaking Rachel's face was perfectly transfigured with the thought of her life weirk. It Mowed into her heart and mind like a tlood. and the torrent of her feeling overflowed in tears that could not he restrained. It was what she had dreamed of doing herself. It represented to her something that she felt was in keeping with a right use of her own talent. "Yes," she said as she rose and put her arms about Virginia, while both girls in the excil raent of their enthusiasm ! paced the hall "yes. 1 will gladly put j my lif'4 into that kind of service. 1 do j believe thai Jesus would have me use my life in this way Virginia, what miracles can we not accomplish witli humanity if we have such a lever as consecrated money to move things with!" "Add to it consecrated personal en? thusiasm like yours, and it certainly can accomplish great things," said Vir? ginia, smiling, and then before Rachel could reply Rollin came in. He hesitat? ed a moment and was passing out of tho hall into the library when Virginia called him and asked some questions alxjut his work. [TO HE CONTINUED. 1 HIS HEAD LIKES THE HEAT. Dut tho rfefcro Alunyi Ts*!e* t?> Keep rlia Heela Cool. It lias often beeu said that the ca? pacity of the negro race for enduring hcatdias never heen fully tested. An incident rt '?;!ted by a dairyman living on the outskirts of the city seems to bear out this assert loll. This dairyman nun a young negro boy who looks after tin4 cattle ami do?*s chores arouud the place. The on ly effect ti;:it lite beat produces in his case is a desire to slumber. The dairy? man bad a young calf in the barnyard, and as tin* sun was pouring in en the poor animal his wife sent "Carllna" out to turn the calf loose, so that be could seek a shady spot. After wait? ing an hour for his return the bouse* wife went to the I arnyard to'investi? gate. There she found both hoy and calf curled up in the hot and stilling barnyard. The calf was dead from the effects of the sun. but the boy was Slumbering peacefully by its side. While a negro can stand any amount of heat on his head he loves to cool his heels. It Is a common sight in the winter to see a negro boy on a frosty morning with his head bundled up to keep out the cold and at the same time walking unconcernedly along the frosty ground in his bare feet. One of the hottest places in the city on a hot day is at the lumber wharfs of the Florida Central and Peninsular rail? road. When the men knock off for noon, they frequently take a nap with their faces upturned to the rays of the blazing sun. At the same time they get their feet under the shadow of ?ome friendly lumber pile.-Florida Times-Union. They Saw the Point. An American farmer near Guadala? jara convinced his Mexican neighbors that oxen can do more work under American yokes, so generally used In the republic. The American brought several modern yokes from the United States and used them with success. The curiosity of his Mexican friends was aroused, and they proceeded to ask questions. "Well," said the American, "when you lasso a steer and the lasso gets around his neck what do you do?" "Turn him loose." was the reply. ??Why?" "Because he's too strong for us that way." "That's it," answered the American. "His strength is iu his neck, not in his horns." The Mexicans saw the point, and now yokes of United States manufac? ture are generally used in that neigh? borhood.?Modern Mexico. Fooling; the Yotingrntera. Mrs. Grimes?How in the world do you get rid of all your stale bread? I have to throw lots of mine away Mrs. Smarte?There is no need for you to do that. Why not do as I do? I just hide it away from the children. Mrs. Qrimes- Hide it away from the children? What then? Mrs. Smarte?Then the children find It and eat up every morsel of it.?Bos? ton Transcript. CASTOR IA For Infants and Children. The Kind You Have Always Bought Bears the y/tf/> * Signature of cV^^?^^' Atlantic Coisi Line HaHroa? Company of South Carolina. CONDENSED SOHEDULB. Io effect November 19th, 1899. SOUTH. NORTH. No No No No ?35 f57 1*6 #32 8 02 Lv Darlington Ar 8 05 8 45 Lv Elliott Ar 7 io 9 25 Ar Sumter Lv 6 40 3 P6 Lv Sumter Ar 6 03 4 59 Ar Cresron Lv 5 15 5 45 L? Orea'on Ar 3 50 9 15 Ar Pre. rulls Lv 10 00 5 29 Oranh.'ebnrg 4 48 6 2 Denmark 4 17 am mm pmpm ?Duly. fDai!? exc pr :<u*day. Trains St and 3 ? carry through Pullman Pahce Buffet Sleeping Oara between New York nn<1 Maoon via Augti?ia T M EVIBRSON H M EMERSO*. Tratte Manager Oe*?'i Pass. Act. J R KBNLY, Oee'l Manager. Pictures? The most popular ^icuree this H. amo are the artiitio and beautiful Pletioe prlotssod Arto types. Tho Platica prints have all tbe tdeltj to detail of a photograph aw well as the fiuiah and artistic valu.i of a *teol pUte engraving. Tbe Ar totj pel are high olaaa artit-t's prints?lopiei of famous pcintings. We have a V'?ry hue line of piotorcs la handdomn frames that we ?ra Belling at Irns prices for this clans of work that wo have eear known in Summer. Our pic lures oiuko tollable wedding presents, for nothing i? mere sossptabie than ono er more ?nt* piemrea Wo have recently addod thi-* lino of pioturi ? Io our stock and wo invite loapeotioo of our pictures. Many III is, various ptyi.'s of framtfl, and prK'ea to ?uit. H. G>. Osteen & Co. STANDARD BRED STALLION IMocloe Will Staod the Season in Sumter-** -AT Boyle's Stables. Chestnut Stallion, foaled May 1892; bred by Maj. Campbell Brown, Ewell Stock Farm, Tennessee. "MODOG." sired ty McEween, 2.18J ; firs lara Lady Rndowa ; registered in Vol. 11 American Stud Book. He is one of thbfinest )red stailiood io tbe Mate: bred for site style, beauty nod speed He is of kind and frentle disposition. A ?ore foul setter. h ATLANTIC COAST LINE tforth-Eastern R. R. of S. C I CONDENSED SCHEDULE. TRAINS GOING SOCTH Dated Nov. 19,|'99. No. 35? No. 23? No. 53? No. Le Florence Le KiDgstree Ar Laces Le Lanes Ar Charleston a m 3 25 4 33 4 33 6 03 ' p m 7 45 8 55 9 13 9 13 10 50 P Vi 6 20 8 00 a as 9 4) 11 03 11 03 12 45 TRAINS GOING NORTH. No. 78? No. 32? No. 52? No. 60? Le Charleston Ar Laues Le Laces Le Kiogstres Ar Florence a m 6 33 8 03 8 03 I 20 9 20 a m m 49 14 14 20 ) ra a m 7 CO 8 32 a ? P ? 4 00 5 3? 5 39 7 05 p sb ?Daily. fDaily except Sunday. No. 52 runs through to Colombia via Oer tral R. R. of S. C. Trcios Nos. 78 aod 32 run via Wilson FaycUeville?Short Line?sod make closo connection for all points North. Ttains on C. k D R. R. leave Florence daily except Sonday 9 f>0 a ro, arr?e Darling? ton 10 15 a n>, Hartsville 9 15 am, Cbcraw LI 30 a m, Wadesboro 2 25 p m. Leavt? Florence daily except Sunday 7 55 p ns, ar? rive Darlingtou 8 20 p m, Bennettsville 9 17 p m, Gibson 9 45 p m. Leave Florence Sunday only 9 30 am. arrive Darlington 10 05 a m p=?=s** Leave Gibson daily except Sunday ? 00 a m. Beonettsville 7 00 a m, arrive Darling? ton 8 00 a m, leave Darlington 8 50 a m, ar? rive Florence 9 15 am. Leave Wadesboro duily except Mundoy 3 00 p m, Cberavr 4 45 p m, Hnrtcville 7 00 a m, Darliegton 6 29 p m, arrive Florence 7 00 p a. Leave Dar iiugton Sunday only 8 50 a m, arrive Flor? ence 9 15 a m. J. R KENLEY, JNO. F. DIVINE, Geu'l Manager. Gen'l Sup'tJ T. "A EMERSON, Traffic Manager. E. u EMERSON. Gen'l Pass. Agent Atlantic Coast Lina WILMINGTON, COLUMBIA AND GUSTA RAILROAD. Condensed Schedule. Dated November 19, 1893. TRAINS GOING SOUTH. Leave Wilmmgtoa Leave Marion Arrive Fiorenco Leave Florence Arrive Sumter Leave Sumter Arrive Columbia No. 55 No. 35 p. 0B. ?3 45 6 34 :i i? p. na. ?7 45 8 67 8 67 10 20 a. id. ?2 34 3 No. 5g 52 ?9 40 11 00 No. 52 runs through from Cbailestoo via Central R R , leaving Cbarlastoa 7 a. ru., Lanes 8 34 a m, Manning 9 09 a m TRAINS GOING NORTH Lea?rc Columbia Arrive Sumter Le%vf 8uai?er Arrive Floren2s Leave Floreccs Leuve Manoo Arriv? Wilmingtor No 54 No 63 a. m. p. to. ?6 40 ?4 15 8 05 6 c5 No. 32 a. m. p. in. 8 05 ?S 06 9 20 7 20 a, m. 9 50 10 30 I 15 ?Daily fl^ily except Sunday. No M runs through io Charleston, S. U. * tlh Oeotral R R , arriving Mann.ng 5 41 p i?, Lanes 6 17 p rr, Charleston 8 00 P m Trains on Conway Bracch leavo Ohadnourn 5 35 p ru, arrive Con*ay 7 40 p m, return inn leave Cor.way 8 30 a in. arrive Chad* boara 11 20 em, leave Chedbourn 11 50 a m, arrive Hur? \2 25 p tn, ro*urmng leave Hub 3.00pm, arrive Cr-.adbonrn 3 35 am, Dailj tXOSpt Sunda? . f R KKNt.Y, Gen'l Manager T. M. EM ER OS, Traffic Manager. a M.RMSR80M GeoMPaat A*ent. BOARDING. HAVING TAKEN the House on Maia Street second door south of the Nixon H>>use, 1 am i ifpared to accommodate a jetfulnr boarders, and also lodging aod meals to transient customers Terms reasonable. Mas. W. B. SMITB. 8ept. a.