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The Ring: of the Matterhorn By John J. a*Becket It is needless to remark that the de? scent of the redoubtable Matterhorn .was made as safely as the climb np had been. No prouder American girl lived than Florence Rodney when she reached the Hotel Mont Cervin. The young fellow had been very charming. Coming down the Matter? horn is not as suited to conversational advances asa ? o'clock tea, but it puts a man and a woman on infinitely more intimate and appreciative terms. A more tired mortal than Florence Rod? ney when she got back cid not, f.o her mind, exist on.the earth. Having done a deed which so few of her sex could emulate, she felt that sh3 had earned the right to be very good to herself. This tired, healthy girl was an heiress presumptive to $10,000 a year. Why shouldn't she be good to herself? She tock to her bed as soon as possi? ble and fell into slumber as quickly as if she had dropped into it down a preci? pice of the Matterhorn. Without exaggeration she slept for 36 hours. She would wake only to turn over on the delicious rest of her pillow and the balmy delight of a cornhnsk mattress and return to sleep with grat? itude for being able to again experience so delightful a sensation. But at last she felt rested ! She got np and took a cold sponge bath, as in? vigorating as possible, and prepared her self for breakfast with a warm eager? ness to meet Stadley. What a fresh, eager, keen, healthy boy he was! She liked a young fellow who scaled the Matterhorn in that careless, offhand fashion. He was a man after her heart. Incidentally he was a florid, handso'me youth. If those cool blue eyes were to ever quiver to love's expectancy, what burning beacons they would be! But Miss Rodney pulled herself up sharply at such a ridiculous thought. Nice way for a girl to feel toward a young man ( she had only known for a few hours, j and that with a rope around their | waists most of the time and clinging j breathlessly to the shaky points of the shelly surface of the Matterhorn. Any little shopgirl could feel that way. And yet that is the way Miss Rodney felt. She was an honest girl, and she wasn't going to disguise to herself how much she was interested in this charming fellow. He had been so manly and con? siderate on the way down. And he joined his easy, athletic ability with such delightful grace, that perfect sim? plicity and self possession and thought? fulness which mark the ideal gentle? man. Still. Miss Rodney checked her? self up when she felt that enthusiasm was getting the better of judgment. She would be nothing if not her cool, dignified self, which did not prevent her arraying herself in her best gown, and, brushing her hair very carefully. Miss Rodney had a conviction that at least she was the best looking woman that had ever coquetted with the Mat? terhorn, and in this she was not wrong. She did not see anything of her comely, ingenuous companion of the mountain. At last she inquired where he was. To her regret, and it was real? ly a keen disappointment that she felt, she was told that Mr. Stadley had left the day after his return from the Mat? terhorn. He had received a telegram that had summoned him to London in hot haste. Miss Rodney then asked for her mail. It would have been so nat? ural for him to leave some message for her. To her increased disgust there was nothing for her Well, she bad climbed the Matterhorn ! That was safe. Noth? ing could rob her of this magnificent vindication of her womanly prowess. She sighed to think she was not the first. It would have been no harder to -have been the pioneer than to have stood third on the list or fourth. How? ever, the company was small enough to make it exclusive and a brilliant dis? tinction to belong to it. Having downed the Matterhorn. Miss .Rodney felt an inclination to return home. It was not pleasant to be trotting around by herself. It was too bad that the young man had been telegraphed for He might at least have left a mes? sage. Surely there was as much reason fer his feeling an interest in her as for her having such a warm spot for him in her heart She. a woman, and a girl at that, had done something that even he. a strong, vigorous, courageous man. had felt proud of achieving Miss Rodney headed straight for Lon? don. She ran across the Vassar profess? or and her small following in Paris. *'Howdid yon find your friend V" she asked of Miss Rodney **Oh. I was received as well as I j cruld have expected. But this friend is rather cold and keeps very much apart." she answered smilingly She certainly was not libeling the Matter? horn. In London she went into Low's Ex? change to see who was registered there, and. while in that quaint trysting place for drifting Americans met a young man from NPW York. He was an old ac Th<itt" he ansia >?>.>. thc /;...;./ <>?> C<:r qnaintnnr". He invited her ?ogo to the Lyceum and promised to <-;:ii for her at the Metropole that <-v< ning with his mother and sist< r He did so. and Miss Rodney enjoyed the evening thorough!v. After the thea ann ter the young fellow proposed a supper I at the ?Savoy. Miss Rodney, who felt j like a laborer after a hard day's work when she reflected on her weary climb I np the Matterhorn, was bent on restful pleasure and gladly assented. It was a gay little supper wi rh cham? pagne. The American palate is nowhere more pleasantly entertained than at a wei! ordered dinner or supper. Near them at a table sat a man with a handsome young woman. The girl was a fine type of the British female at its physical best. There was a suspicion of coarseness about her. though she was a sleek, well groomed animal creature. The man was red faced, with a blotchy complexion, large nose and a scraggly j mustache. His hair was thin and his j general appearance dissipated and blase, j He did not pay much attention to the : girl. Every now and then he felt of his j mustache ir. an absentminded way that suggested the wandering mind of a ; shattered good liver. He stuck his mon- ? ocie into his eye and inspected Miss i Rodney with a cool air cf appraisal that brought her American spirit to its legs ! in a moment. She gave one contemptu- j ous glauce at him. which did not have i the effect of visibly disconcerting the man, although he transferred his atten- ? tion for half a moment to the rest of i the party. "Who is that?" she asked in a low, ? indignant tone of Mr. Ramsay. ."That," he answered with a half ! sneering smile, "is the Earl of Carring- j ton, one of the biggest blackguards in j the United Kingdom. He had a stroke | of something or other two weeks ago. * and I am surprised to see him so much on deck again. But it is hard to kill; that sort of a reptile. " "Who is the girl with him?" in- ! quired Miss Rodney. "That is a voung woman from the ? Gaiety named Ethel Camperdown. She I used to do a skirt dance there very bad ly. But she is, as you see, a very pretty giri She is not doing the dance now. " j "I shouldn't think they would let | that sort c* people in here," s:iid Miss | Rodney disgustedly. "What! A lord and a well behaved young woman who acts like a perfect ?adv!" retorted Ramsay. "They are glad to have them. They add to the general attractiveness." Miss Rodney cculd not refrain from stealing another glance at the man whom her aunt had proposed as her husband. Her detestation of him in the abstract, when she knew nothing of him but what rumor had to say, was considerably enhanced by the spectacle he presented. He was evidently a little the worse for liquor and was drinking champagne freely. During the course of the conversa? tion Mr. Ramsay spoke Miss Rodney's name clearly enough for the noble lord to hear it. He braced himself np and stared at her again with considerable interest. Miss Rodney chanced to look his way at the moment. He raised his champagne glass with a slightly un? steady hand, and, without withdraw? ing his glance, held it a moment and then raised it to his lips. He had the air of drinking to her. With a curl of her lip Miss Rodney turned away her face with a fresh movement of disgust. They were through, to her relief, and 2drs. Ram? say rose. As they passed the table where the earl and his companion were j sitting, Miss Rodney carried herself j with a hauteur which seemed to afford the noble lord net a little amusement. With some remark to the girl, he rose and followed them. He spoke to a man in the hall, and then returned and told his ruddy faced Gaiety giri some? thing which he and she both found rather laughable. The man to whom he had spoken tock it on himself to open the carriage door for Mr. Ramsay's guests, and heard, | naturally, the order he gave the driver to go to the Metropole. The next morning at about 10 a serv? ant brought Miss Rodney a card. She picked it up with that pleasant interest one feels in a caller when one is in a foreign land. Her cheek grew hot as she read it. Then, acting cn an im? pulse, she tore the card in two and said coolly to the servant: "You can take the C3rd back. That is the only answer. " About 20 minutes later the servant brought her a note, written on the hotel paper. The address was in a loose, scrawling hand. She opened it and j glanced at the name at the bottom. Her j temper was not improved by seeing j that it was once more the hated name cf Carrington. Her first movement was I to treat it as she had the card, but the curiosity of a woman led her to read it Doa- Miss Rodrie;. -Don't soe why you arc so devilish rude xo a fellow. Your aunt put it i:i ye jr way to make a tidy pot of money by marry? ing mc. If 1 refuse, it is :o go to you. I wanted to Jct you know that i don't refuse. I will marry you any time y-u like. You've pot to make up your mind in the next six or seven months. If you refuse, 1 cet it, so you see I'm only doing the decent thing in showing my willingness to take you. Wt don't luve to do any lovemaking, you know, though I should he charmed to do a lit tie ci that t<>o. Yon ought to let me know what you v.aat to do. Yours, if you wan: me, CAKKINGTOX. Miss Rodney shook with passion as j she read this low, insulting note. The j man evidently realized that he would ? be no loser if he should be rejected. He ? would inherit then. This letter was an j attempt to force her to repulse him. It . was only too evident that he preferred : the money without herself. The girl ! bad never felt such a blinding rage as at this moment: She glanced around : the room hopelessly, heating the ground i impatiently with her foot. Oh. how | Miss Rodney longed to i e a toan.' Her eye fell on ber riding crop. F<r one moment an almost irr< ?isti ?le desire invaded her hotly beating heart to give the miserable cad who lt.id with such I studied iii:-' i Tte.? insulted her woman- ! hood one lesson which should i e a fit- : drawing room was empty, happily, sa ve for the detestable figure sitting with long legs stretched out and hands thrust I into pockets With her head well in the i With a muttered oath he clasped his hands to Jiia head. air and ber eyes fixed steadily cm him ^liss Rodney advanced quickly, bnt with a dignity all her own. Carrington lounged to his feet and made a slight bow, but without remov? ing his hands from his pockets. 41 Yon are the Earl of Carrington?" 4'At your service." he replied, with a mocking inclination. "Then, when yoi: have removed yotu hands from your pockets, there are a ?ew words which, for my own sake, I wish to say to you. " **I am glad to see you are so much of a lady," he said sarcastically, slowly removing his hands. "I have never fully realized the in? sulting nature of my aunt's proposi? tion, revolting enough to me even had you been a gentleman, until I saw you. My answer the moment 1 h?ard her unseemly condition was 'No.' JUven you must see that it is 4Xo' now more than ever. Xever presume in any way to address me again. You are a libel on man." She turned, and, without waiting to hear the words with which he resented her cool contempt, walked steadily from the room. As she disappeared Carring? ton sank suddenly into a chair, and, with a muttered oath, clasped his hand to his head. That strange whirling sen? sation in his brain, as if the top of his skull were off and his cerebrum was being flushed with a flux of icy liquid, had come upon him again. He staid there for a few moments, his teeth set and a horrible scowl on his face. Then, with tight clinched hands, he rose, and, walking unsteadily out, got into the first hansom he saw and bade the driver hurry to his lodgings in Duke street. Piccadilly. [TO BE CONTINUED.] FLANNEL WAISTS. Colors and Styles For the Newest Woolen Shirt Waists. French flannels now come in every va? riety of color and shade, instead of being confined to a few tones of red, pink and blue, as was formerly the case. They are greatly used for shirt waists, and this is true for warm as well as cold weather, since at the seaside and mountains it is always necessary to be prc; ..red for changes of temperature. Embroidered flannels show a dot or a fleur-de-lis in white or black on a colored ground. The genuine shirt waist of flannel is made without a lining aud is much less full than sur-h waists have heretofore been. Sometimes there is hardly any fullness at all at the collar, and the back ls now quite plain. The sleeves also are SERGE COSTUME, scant, and are not always of the regula? tion shirt style, with a cuff perfect? ly plain, tight sleeves being now often preferred. The advantage of an unlined shirt waist ;s that it can be washed, and as some of the prettiest are of white or cream flannel this is important. The costume illustrated is of navy blue serge. The skirt is plain in front, has stitched plaits at the side and a watteau plait at the back. The triple bolero is ornamented with cords of white cloth, and the triple pelerine is adorned in the same manner. The tight sleeves have lines <>f stitching. The sailor lint <,f white straw is trimmed with white quills and a large chou ol' pale blue tulle. .U :>!<.' ClIOLLET. Tie- l?an! von :i wa re NIGHT IN THE WOODS. EFFECT OF Tr:E AWFUL SOLITUDE WHEN FIRST EXPERIENCED. The A ive Inspiring stillness Makes Sleep an Impossibility For Many and Urines Visions of Terror to Haunt the Tired Sense?. Thc awe inspiring stillness of the first night in camp! You lie on your back vainly courting sleep*. Vainly, I say. because of the very intense still? ness which should woo it. but does not, as you are unused io it. Your guide lies motionless, only Iiis heavy breath? ing denoting thai lie is alive. It is sec? ond nature to him to sleep itt the heart of the wilderness. and his Tired body no more than touches the sweet scent? ed pine boughs when he slumbers. It will be so will: you when you have accustomed yourself to the preternat? ural quiet so different from the rumble of passing vehicles over paved streets and which ti fleets you not. lint tonight your eyelids are opened wide, and in? stead of tlie blissful forgetfulness which you anticipated, your every sense is on the alert to catch and di? vine tlie meaning of the strange noises which lill the woods of northern Maine. In front of your rude camp, which ls left open, the smoldering fire smokes and crackles, each snap of charred em? bers sounding to your ears like the re? port of artillery. It is a strauge sensa? tion, this first night in the woods. Away up on the mountain side a fox barks. The weird howl echoes and re-echoes down the mountain side un? til it seems to reach the lake and float over its glasslike surface until it is swallowed up in the dark water. A night owl makes bold to disturb your already troubled mind by perch? ing on a big pine not a hundred feet away and sending forth a screech "that curdles your blood until you realize what it really is. Directly back of you is the lake shore. Suddenly comes a soft tread over dried brush. Surely some one is steal? ing up to your camp. You rise to a sit? ting position and await the marauder's next move. Then once more you hear the snap, snap, snap of his feet as he cautiously draws near. Louder and louder, you cannot be mistaken this time; this is no trick of the imagina? tion. Now he must be directly beside you, with nothing but a wall of boughs be? tween. Y'ou can stand it no longer, and, with a half suppressed yell of ex? citement, j'ou seize your gun, spring to your feet, dash aside the light canvas that falls over the front of the camp just enough to keep out the smoke and run out prepared to shoot on sight. There is a mad scramble, a crackling of twigs, a mad splash, and-the head of a very badly frightened muskrat can just be seen on the lake's surface as it frantically pushes its way into the gloom. You creep softly back to your boughs rather ashamed at yourself and glance furtively at the guide, who sleeps peacefully through it all. At last na? ture asserts herself and gradually you feel the drowsiness of approaching slumber steal over you. You slightly raise your head to take one last look at the flickering log that splutters away outside. Hist! What's that? Two fiery eyes set in the framework of impenetrable gloom beyond the fire seem staring di? rectly at you. Like coals, they burn and the words of your guide, "Oh. yes, thar's plenty of bar ro'n yere," come back to you with awful import. Then you hear the tread of his cushion padded feet moving here and there, but those awful eyes never once turn from you. They burn you with their hypnotic, baleful glare, and with a calmness you would not have believed j you possessed, you softly reach for your rifle. A muskrat may be a joke, but a hun? gry bear prowling within 2u feet of you is an unsafe guest. You know you are as white as a sheet, and your hands tremble as you bring the piece to your shoulder and aim directly between those awful greenish yellow eyes. Sup? pose you miss; but, no, you will not. Your finger presses the trigger. The roar of your rifle sounds like a clap of thunder, and its reverberations roll and chase each other over the tops of the pines and spruces and startle a j thousand sleeping creatures who ren? der night hideous with their frighten- j ed cries as they scurry or fly away j from your vicinity, lt's a rude way to j awaken a num. and no wonder your guide jumps up yelliug like a Co? manche Indian and nearly knocks out the back of the camp as he runs against it. When he finds you pale and trem? bling and hears you declare that you have shot a bear, he mutters incred? ulously and, lighting a lantern, goes out to investigate. You hear a loud French-Canuck laugh as he returns carrying by the tail a headless chip? munk, which he tosses at your feet. 4Tou wan good shot, m'sieur. You beet him square 'tween de eyes. No shoot better meself, but ah tink you narve. what you call, onstring. you better take wan good dreenk 'n go to sleep." . So are sounds magnified in the si- i lenee of a first night in the Maine ? woods.-Portland (Me.) Express. ni ey Spilled Over. Marjorie never eries when any little \ mishap befalls her ar.d has been known to sustain without shedding a tear se- ; vere Pumps that have rapidly acquired i black and ! lucaspee?. Hut the other ? tenderly cheiished doll, i\U into the 1 . ff'i ? W?i'cli \\" -i ee-v! i: i >-:! It ? i O .a m. mamma. I don't want nt my tears have ali como un- ? ! ' t So Wild and Woolly Weat. Easterners have an erroneous impres? sion about the vast plains country that stretches eastward from the flanks of the Rockies to the wheatfields of the Dakotas. It is a region where crimes are far less numerous in proportion to pop? ulation than they are in the densely 6ettled regions of the eastern and mid? dle states. If tho sombrerocd ruffians with pis? tols and knives in their boots and car? tridge belts around their waists are not in the cattle '-on..try, where, then, are they to be found; Where are those Alkali Ikes. Lariat Ellis, et al., who fire at the decanters in barrooms and at the silk hats of tenderfoot stran? gers-tho villainous desperadoes whose lynching bees and ot lier harrowing an ecdotes make stock in trail illustrators V For many through the g back, stsgecoa as in ti;" pal; up c '.rame et astern c. on horse s. as well the area : I: alu i iii cano< tia! Pullman sleeper pf !?cer.?inenia! lines, and I have never discovered any cf the Gerce, bewhiskered dime novel heroes. Dur? ing all my travels in the Dakotas. Mon? tana. Idaho. Washington. Oregon and British Columbia I have never seen a man hurt or witnessed any ?ort of row. and I would feel much safer to strike across the mountains or plains alene on a broncho and unarmed than I would tb walk up Clark street at night In Chicago-St. Paul Globe. A Cottee Hint. A French housekeeper says that in her country it is an invariable rule to add a little butter and powdered sugar to coffee beans while they are roast? ing. A very small piece of butter is needed to the pound, a bit perhaps as large as a hazelnut, and not more than a teaspoonful of powdered sugar. This treatment is the secret of the pleasant burned sugar flavor in French coffee. Crafty men contemn studies, simple men admire them and wise men use them, for they teach not their own use; but that is a wisdom without them and above them, won by observation.-Lord Bacon. SOUTHERN RAILWAY. Condensed Schedule in Effect May 6.1C00. ??o.11 No. 3j Daily Daily; EASTEll^ TIME. |No. ti,No.l2 ?Daily Daily 520p 7 Wa LY. .. Charlesron .. 55Sp 7 41aj "..Summerville 7 25p 855a " .. .Brauchville. 7 53p 9 23a j " ...Orangeburg.. 8 45p 10 l?a **_Ringville .. Ar:ll l?a' 8lop . ;i0 30a? 72Sp 9 loa! 609p 8 41a j 533p 7 55ai 4 43p .ll 45a Ar ..Sumter.Lv|.! SOOp .1140a ".Camden.Lvj.J 250p 9 30pillOOalAr....Columbia.Lvi 7 l?al 400p 5 20p? 7 Wa Lv... Charleston ... Ar ll ??a? 815p 725p 915a! " ...Branchville... 44 8 50a! 600p 740p; 940a 4i ....Bamberg .... " 8 27a! 533p 802p 9 50a 44 ....Denmark.... " : 8 13a? 519p 820p?l007a " ....Blackville.44 ! 8 00a,' 503p 922p;llWa| 44.Aiken." i 703ai 355p 1020p|ll 51aj Ar.Augustaun.d.Lv " I 6 20ai 310p NOTE: ha addition To the above service trains Nos. 15 and 16 run daily between Charles? ton and Columbia, carrying elegant Pullman sleeping cars. No. 15 leave Charleston 11:00 p. m. ; arrive Columbia 5:55 a. m. No. lti leave Co? lumbia 1:35 a. m. : arrive Charleston 7 :U0 a. m. Sleeping cars readv for occupancy at 9:00 p. m. both at Charleston and Columbia. These trains make close connections at Columbia with "through trains between Florida points and V\\n sh Pi <_"?<"> n and tho dut, - No.ioNo. 3 GREENVILLE. j No. 12 No. 10 Daily Daily Double Daily Service.?Daily Daily llOOp1 7 00a Lv .. Charleston .. Arl 8 lop 7 00a 1 55a! S55al " ..Branchville .. 44 j ti Wp j 4 20a 2 50a! 9 23a " ..Urangeburg... 44 1 533p 3 45a 7 00a ll 00a " ... Columbia ... Lv? 4O0p 1 35a 950a 155p " .. Greenwood.. ,4 1240p| 815p 10 55a! 245p!Ar ....Abbeville... Lvll20a 610p 11 40a 335p Ar .. ..Anderson... Lvj 10 45a! 445p 12 201V 4l.'p:Ar ...Greenville... LvilO 15a; 530p ?Ex. ?Sun. "Ex. ? Sun. only Sun. Lv. Augusta _ Ar. Sandersville. 44 Tennille. 7 Wa1 9 30a| 5 20p 100p|1243p 8 32p 130p!l25?p! 8 40p Lv. Tennille. 44 Sandersville. Ar. Augusta. 5 40a 350p! 310p 5 50a1 4()0p| 3 23p 9 0Uai 710p! 830p Lv. Savannah.... 44 Allendale. 44 Barnwell ... 44 Blackville..-. Ar. Columbia_ r> n .l-rwiJ Mix. iDaily; Mix Daily jDaily |Duily ?Ex sui Ex su 12 05a 12 lop. . .I 6 35a 4 Wa 4 02p? 7 25a 4 15a 417pll0 15a OWa; tiWpj. 5 05a ti 15a I 7 45a ?1130a ? Daily i Daily Lv. Columbia.. Ar. Blackville. 4* Barnwell.. 44 Allendale.. 44 havannah.. Mix. : Mix. Daily Exsu:Exsu exMo ll 30a 1 25a ti Wai. 11211 3 05aHO L5a 450pj 127p 32oa ll 30a N4Up .j lwpj 915p 32Cpl 515a!.I.i Atlanta and Beyond. Lv. Charleston-. 7 Wa 520p. Ar. Augusta.ll 51a lo2Jp. Atlanta. s20nj 5 Wa. Lv. Atlanta.li Wp 530a 400p Ar. Chattanooga.1 545a| 9 45a 8 40p L<. Atlanta.; 5 40a 4 15p Ar. Birmingham.jil 85a lOOOp 44 Memphis. (via-Birmingham)... S??pl 7 15a Ar. Lexington.I 5 Wp 5 00a 44 Cincinnati. . 730p 7 45a 44 Chicago.j 7 lija 5 30p Ar.Louisville.i 730p? 7 50?* 44 St. Louis.j 7 0^a ti Wp Ar. Memphis, (via Chattanooga) J 7lOpj 7 40a To Asheville-Cincinnati-Lomsville. &g Sig Lv. Augusta. :<WT> 930p 44 Batesburg.4 45p 12 07a Lv. Chariest* >n.* . ~ ~7 Wa lj_Wp Lv. Columbia (Union Depot).ll 4ua 7 55a Ar. Spartanburg . 31,lp;ll 25a 44 Asheville . 715p 250p 44 Knoxville.. . 415a 720p 44 Cincinnnari. 730p 745a 44 Louisville (vin Jellicoe. ? 5?a To Washington and tho East. Lv. A e.gus a. .I 30Op| 9.4>0p '. B?itesVvi.rg. . 4 4.'??? P.MCa 44 C-??:.....>:.. (Union Depot).! 555p| 2 15a Ar. Char <...<... .! PiOul !'40a \r. Danvii:?-. T77T7T ~ Lr. Wfi I. .lin- ! .?sp i! Wa! 'ri*5p 'IS SS ! W. A. S. IL f?ARDV\'?G?v, ir'.-\. : Ag*.. Asst. t\ ...Ag?., j Wasldngton,D. ?. Atlanta,Ga. -.- j Ty OT A SH gives color, * flavor and firmness to all fruits. No good fruit can be raised without Potash. Fertilizers containing at least 8 to \o% of Potash will give best results on all fruits. Write for our pamphlets, which ought to be in every farmer s library. Thev are sent free. j GERMAN KALI WORKS, 93 2,'assau St., New York. SOD? Carolina ai Georgia Ex tension E, E. Company. Schedule Mo. 4-In effect 12 Ol a. m., Suz dav, December 24, 1899. Between Camden S. C., and Blaoksbarg, S. C. WEST. EAST. 2d ct 1st cl 1st cl 2d cl *35 *33 Eastern time. ?32 ?34 pm pm STATIONS. pm pm 8 20 12 50 CamdeD 12 25 5 3C 8 50 1 15 Dekalb ll ?2 4 50 9 20 1 27 Westville ll tO 4 3G 10 50 1 40 Kershaw ll 35 4 IC 11 20 2 10 Heath gorings 1120 3 15 11 35 2 16 Pleasant Hill 11 15 3 0C 12 30 2 35 Lancaster 10 55 235 1 CO 2 f 0 Riverside 10 40 1 00 1 20 3 00 Springdell 10 30 12 40 2 30 3 10 Catawba Jutction 10 20 12 2C 2 50 3 20 Leslie 10 10 ll 00 3 10 3 40 Rock Bill 10 00 10 4C 4 10 3 55 New Port 9 35 8 20 4 45 4 02 Tirzah 9 30 8 00 5 30 4 20 Yorkvdle 9 15 7 30 6 00 4 35 Sharon 9 00 6 50 6 25 4 50 Hickory Grove 8 45 6 20 6 35 5 CO Smyrna 8 35 6 00 7 00 5 20 Blacksburg 8 15 5 30 pm pm a HI a zn Between Blacksburg, S. C., and Marion, N. C WEST. EAST. 2d cl 1st cl let cl 2d ci *11 *33 Ebstem time. *32 *12 am Dm STATIONS. am pm 8 10 5 30 Blacksburg 7 48 6 4C 8 30 5 45 Earls 7 32 6 20 8 40 5 50 Patterson Springs 7 25 6 12 9 20 6 00 Shelby 7 15 6 CO io 00 5 20 Lattimore 6 55 4 50 10 10 6 28 Mo'resboro 6 48 4 40 10 25 6 38 Henrietta 6 38 4 20 10 50 6 55 Forest Citv 6 20 3 50 1115 7 10 Rutberfordton 6 05 3 25 11 35 7 22 Millwood 5 55 3 05 11 45 7 35 Golden Valley 5 40 2 5-3 12 05 7 40 Thermal City 5 37 2 45 12 25 7 58 Glenwood 5 17 2 20 12 50 8 15 Marion 5 00 2 00 pm pm am pm West. Gaffnev Division. East. let Class. 15 I 13 EASTERN TIME. | 1st Class STATIONS. j 14 I 16 pm am am pm 1 00 6 00 Blackeborg 7 50 3 06 1 20 6 20 Cherokee Falls 7 30 2 40 1 40 6 40 'Gaffney 7 10 2 20 pmam a m p rr ?Daily except Sunday. Train No 32 leaving Marion, N. C., at 5 a ni, making close connection at Blacksburg, S C, wiih the Southern's train No 36 for Char? lotte, N C, and all points East and connecting with the Southern's vestibule going to Atlanta, Ga, and all points West, and will receive pas? sengers going East from train No 10, on the C ? N W R R, at Yorkville, S C, at 8 45 a m, and connects at Camden, S C, with the Southern's train No 7S, arriving in Charleston, 8 17 p rn, Train No 34 with passenger coach attached leaving Blacksburg at 5 30 a in, and connecting at Rock Hill with the Southern's Florida tra::: for all points South, Train Ko 33 leaving Camden, S C, at 12.59 p m, alter the arrival of the Southern's Char? leston train connects at Lancaster, S C, with the L k C R R, at Catawba Junction with the SAL, going East, at Rock Hill, S C, with the Southern's trai?, No 34, for Charlotte, N C, and all points Last. Connects at York? ville, S C, with train No 9 on the C a N W R R. for Chester, S C. At Blacksburg with the Southern's vestibule go:n/r East, and the South? ern's train No 35 going West, and connecting at Marion N C with the Southern both East'ai?d West SAMUEL HUNT, President. A. TRIPP, Superintendent. S.B. LUMPKIN. Gen'1 Pwssens'-r A??nt. Atlantic Coast Line MM Company of M Carola. CONDENSED SCHEDULE.; In effect January. 14tb, iSOO. SOUTH. NORTH. No No No *35 f5 7 f66 8 02 Lv Darlington Ar 8 05 8 45 Lv Elliott Ar 7 20 9 25 Ar Sumter Lv 6 40 3 46 Lv Sumter Ar 6 18 4 43 Ar Creston Lv 6 27 5 45 Lv Creston Ar 3 50 9 15 Ar Pregnalls Lv 10 00 5 IC OraDpeburg 5 02 5 48 Denmark 4 28 7 55 Augusta 2 30 am am pm pm .Daily. fDailv except Sunday. Train? 32 snd 35 carry through Pullman Prince Buffet Sleeping Cars between New York and Macon via Augista. T M EVERSON, il M EMERSON, Traffic .ManHger. Gen'l Pass. Ag? J R KEN LY, Geo'i Manager Life and t ire insurance. C.i'.W on me, a! my residence. Liberty fetreet, for both Lifo and Fire Insu? rance. On v rt liable Companies rep * resented. Phone No l?O. JLmlrena Closes. Oct 25-o.