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By JOSEPH A. ALTS??ELEE, Jbtthor of "A Soldier oj Manhattan,'" "The Sun of Saratoga," Etc. [Copyright, 19C0. by Joseph A. Altsheier.] CHAPTER L A TKYLS'G SITUATION. I looked at the prisoner, and I was iwxed bj donbt. With a battle on one side af him and a woman cn the other what B^a man to do? She returned my gaze isjith. great, pure eyes, which seemed to say I was a villain, a monster, yet 1 h?d been doing ny exact duty, that of a faithful soldier in the cause of the Continental congress and freedom, while s^e, a woman, a girl, had presumed to tarn from the things for which God Hy? intended her and to meddle with .wir. I was more than vexed-I was an? ge, angry at her for attempting such a task and angry at myself for being forced into a situation so full of troubles :?n the right, in the fringe of woods aggQarter of a mile away, the last rifle ??$)t had been fired, and its echo was ig across the far hills The pow fiashed no mere, and the smoke rose "?^ lazy coils over the ground on which Ejpn had fought and some had died. Tfce victors, th? captured detail with Oem, were riding away. I almost fan - <c$bd I could hear the beal of their Stprses' hoofs, and the dead, I knew, lay v^ith their faces upturned to the sun, fiting there until the last trump called t?t?em to rise again. And here was I, ajt atom, left in the drift of the armies, -cjtt off from my comrades and alone vith this giri. -?he horses shifted about uneasily, Ajjunped their feet, and once mine raised i?s head and neighed, as if in truth he i?iard the beating hoofs of the galloping Atadamente He knew that his com? rades, too, were leaving him, though I carnot say that it was a desertion in Sanded by either horse or man. "The girl's look of reproach turned to cae of inquiry. She sat on a log, her Bjfjtle riding whip hanging idly in her l^nd. For the first time 1 took note of 2*r face-the delicate but firm molding ?each feature ; the clear depths of her rk, blue eyes ; the bronze gold of her 5air, clustering in tiny curls around her ftrehead; the rose red of her cheeks, like 2?flush ; her lithe, strong, young figura Why is it that when God wishes to j^ake women especially wicked and tasublesome he makes them beautiful? "Well, you rebel, ' she said, "when cb you purpose to set me free?" " When you give your word of honor tfcat you will tall Cornwallis nothing about the strength of Morgan's forces a*d our present movements. " "That I will not do. " "Then you remain my prisoner. " Yet i would have been a fool even to ?Eve taken her word of honor What .woman has any regard for the truth in x?ilitary matters? if she could find a chance, she would certainly give infor? mation that would bring Cornwallis, as "Vieil as Tarleton, on Morgan "I think that it is enough for Eng Bshmen themselves to fight us without anding their daughters also against us, ' Xsaid., "My father did not send me. she said qpickly "1 came cf my own accord " "So much the worse, " i replied But nothing was to be gamed by standing there and talking Besides, it ?3 never well for a soldier to dispute .With his prisoner lt argues an msufi? ciency for his position A captor should Ifear himself with dignity and reserve 2 would show my quality 1 untied the horses and led them to the log on which she was sitting "Get upf 1 said curtly and in a tone ol command The natural rose flush of her cheeks deepened a little "Yon speak as if you were my mas tar, ' she said "That is just what 1 am-for the gresent 1 replied " Mount your horse 3& once " She gave me a sidewise look from eyes that flashed, but she stood upon the log "This log is too low and the saddle ?& too high. ' she said I stepped forward and held out my hand to assist her "Don t touch me, yon rebel!' she cried and leaped lightly into the saddle. I felt hurt "1 wish you wouldn x, call me a rebel. 1 said "Why?' "It s impolite, " "But urs true. " " Well perhaps it is in a way. and in .?.way. *"oo. 1 am proud of it Are you proud of vour king?" "Yea. "It doesn t take much to arouse Eng? lish pride. " "You will think more of him when the war is over lt will pay you to do so. " "Meanwhile we will wait until then." " What do yon purpose so dc with -keep me a prisoner?" "It is my misfortune " "The courtesy of a rebel. " "1 shall take you to General Mor "Then Tarleton will rescue me Your Morgan cannot stand before him. '' 1 was afraid that she spoke the truth. "We were outnumbered, and besides xaore than half our force was raw mili? tia. The odds were great against us, and knowing it I did not reply to her taunt While we were talking she sat m the aaddie with the easy seat of a good horsewoman 1 held my horse loosely fiy the bridle She was twiddling the Whip m her hands. Suddenly she leaned over and lashed my horse across the agres with her whip The blow was given with all her might and the atartled horse reared, jerked the bridle out of my hand and ran away 'Goodby Mr Rebel!" she shouted, apd drawing ner whip across her own iorse galloped off m the opposite direc Con 1 believe 1 swore. I was angry and alanm-d. too. for this girl, with her messages and arcura?^ news about us, was a formidable enemv, escaped, and ; might cause the destruction of the j tire army of the south and the los ; all the southern colonies. 1 drew a toi, it being my idea to kill the he but it was a shot that I could not r I thrust the pistol back in my po< I and rou after my horse. He was & j 40 yards away, half mad with ruge j pain, hi's bridle swinging beside hin I am a very good runner, but I do j claim to be as swift as a horse. Nc ! theless I made speed as I ran after h ; and I whistled and shouted with a vi ] that must have convinced him cf j intentions. I looked back once, and : girl and the horse she rode were grow ? smaller as they sped over the desoJ and unfenced fields. My need of abo: too, was growing more pressing. Mon ed, there was hope; afoot, there : none. I whistled all the calls that a trie ly and well treated horse should kn and meantime did not neglect to i after him with the best speed thz could command. Presently he seemed understand and to remember that I v not responsible for the blow. He sla ened his pace, looked back over shoulder at me and whinnied. I wt tied encouragingly, he whinnied aga: and, remembering who I was, his b friend, cam6 to a full stop, for he wa most intelligent horse. In a half a m ute I overtook him, leaped into the S? die and turned his head the other w* "Now, old horse, " I cried, "you c gallop, but you gallop my way. " I wore my spurs, and 1 gave hin touch of the steeL That was enoug for he was always ambitious and pro of his speed, and away we flew over t fields after the disappearing girl. S was a full quarter of a mile away, a her figure was growing dim on the ho zon. Another quarter of a mile a ah* would be in the woods, where t concealment of the trees would eual her to elude my pursuit Moreov( these English girls are often dari horsewomen, and even at the distance could see that she rode like a troop* But I knew the country, and she d not, and I hoped to secure from it soi chance that would enable me to ov? take her I encouraged my horse. I did mo than encourage-I appealed to his pri; and his sense of gratitude. I remind< him how I had ridden him all the w: from the Hudson when I came sou with Greene ; how I had tended him ai cared for him and fed him, often wh( 1 was compelled to go hungry mysel I appealed to him now not to let th; girl escape when so much depended c. her capture, when I would be eternal! disgraced, and he with me, if we pe mitted ourselves to be tricked and ou witted at such a time by one red cheek* English girl. He was a sensible horse, and he ni derstood. He said nothing, not even little snort, but hi9 stride lengthenec and the swift and regular beat of h hoofs on the turf was music. "Good horse. Old Put, good lad!" said. 1 had named him Put after Ol Put, the famous old Connecticut ger eral, because he was so reliable an steady He shook his ears slightly as sign that he would do his best for me having no time to say more, and he ra a little faster I kept a sharp watch fe stones and holes in the ground, bavin no mind to risk a fall which might mi alL and nursed my comrade's strengt!: for on la: d as weil as sea a stern chas is a long . ue The figure of the girl and the hers she rode was crowing larger, good proc that 1 was gaming, which was nc enough, however, for 1 might continu to gam. and yet she could elude me i: the woods unless 1 was close upon he when she reached them. Her long bai had fallen down and was streaming be j hind her like a ribbon of spray with th sunshine on it, but 1 felt like givinj ; that yellow hair a jerk just then rouli I have put my bauds rpon it. "Steady. Put!" 1 said to my tai thin comrade "'Do you see that girl wit! the yellow hair'' Y es? Well, note th horse that she is riding, a common trooi horse, clumsy, ill bred, no nedigree Are you going to 1er- yourself be beatei by him?' His ears wagged violently, ard hi ran a foot to the second faster Wt struck a piece of beautiful turf, evident ly an old field left to itself until it conic recover its fertility, and with the sof grass deadening and easing his footfall; Old Put raced for life 1 could almos count the yards that we gained, anc still she was not m the forest She hac not looked back until then, and it wai a hasty glance, followed by a quid lashing cf Uer mount 1 judged thai she. toa had noticed the gain and woulc cow be unmerciful to her horse 1 wai exultant, willing to boast of it. and J shared my feelings with Old Put "Notice that yellow haired girl again. Put. ' 1 said. "* When we catch her thif time, we will take care that she doe? not serve us such a trick again If we cannot trust an Englishman, Put, how on earth can we put any faith in an English woman?" Put had received a slight slash once from the saber of an Englishman who had offered to surrender to me and then tried to back out of it, and he knew what I meant For the first time he ut tered a slight snort, called one new muscle into play, and we steadily short j ened the distance between us and the j giri She would have got into the wood a i few moments later, but she abruptly reined in ber horse, turned him half about and galloped off to tho left 1 : guessed the trouble at once The heavy rains often wash great gullies in our South Carolina soil, and a kind provi? dence, wishing to oblige me, had placed one of these m her way it was equal tc a gain of 200 feet without an effort, and 1 turned Old Put at once into the course she was taking 'Don t you see. Put, 1 said, 'that the Lord is ou our side and she and that burnt brown cob of hers that has passed most of his life hitched to a sut ? ler's wagon will be delivered intu our hands?' ' Old Put fairly neighed, his first real expression of triumph. He was as sure of the victory now as I was. and I had confidence in the judgment of my old comrade. "Stop, stop!" I shouted to the g: "If you don't stop, I'll shoot!" I had a long barreled horse pis1 which I had drawn and was flourish: magnificently. I was within hear: j though not shooting range, and I rms I that I would be able to frighten her ij ! yielding. But she did not stop. She had wc i her whip into shreds, and thin i j streams of blood zigzagged across 1 j horse's sides, but she pounded on w I the stump. I felt a genuine pity for 1 i horse, hack though he was, but nc for her. CHAPTER IL KEEPING A PRISONER. No more gullies thrust themseh across the way, and she was within feet of the wood. She took another hi ried look at me, and seeing my raj gain alarm appeared on her faca S drew a little toy pistol from the clo she wore and leveled it at me, or least that seemed to be her intention, call it a toy pistol, because I, a fi grown soldier, would have felt de shame had I been caught with such weapon in my possession. She pull the trigger, and the bullet cut the n complaining air somewhere, but not my neighborhood. This bombardme cost her at least 20 feet of gain, but s thrust the terrible weapon back in h cloak and galloped on, with Old P thundering at her heels. Then she w into the wood, and I was not far t hind, shouting to her to stop; that would surely overtake her and she w merely wasting the breath of both oi horses and our own. Still she paid i heed, guiding her horse between t] trees and through the bushes with co: siderable skilL But, seeing the wood thicken pre ently, I was tempted to laugh. It w; obvious now that the end of the rai had come and I was the winner. Tl wood became so dense, the bushes clu tering in thickets and the vines inte lacing "from tree to tree, that it forme an impenetrable wall What I had fea: ed would help her had been my be ally j She stopped short and sat stiffly c her horse, her back turned to me. wondered if she would draw out thi amazing pistol again and threaten rx with it, but she made no such attemp I evidently having arrived at wisdom < i last She dropped the stump of he switch on the ground and kept the bac ? of her head toward me. Soroe beams < j sunshine came through the tall tree I and gleamed across the long curls c I tawny gold, tingeing them for the mc i ment as if with fire. I rode up by her side, and then, as sh seemed to reprove me, I asked Old Pc to take me around in front of hei There I could see her face. It was pale sad and reproachful, and a tear ra down either cheek. For the moment felt a little pity for her despite her pei I verse nature and all the trouble she ha given me j "I am sorry I have to do this, " I said "Sorry for what?" she asked. I saw that 1 had made a mistake One should always be polite to a worn an, but never apologetic. "That I had to overtake you, " 1 said 'Yours is the better horse, " she said wiping away the tears with an angr link- brush of the hand. "I like to ride and 1 always enjoy a good race Tha was the n ason 1 challenged you to it though 1 did not know von bad such ; ! good horse This ?.vas a new view of the ease, tin 1 had a thought, or rut her. a reflection1 'lr was a good race, ' 1 said, "bu wasn't thar a false starr''' "How sor' "Didn't von ral*e an advantage?' "1 was entitled to it 1 am a woman. ' "So women expect to carry that rub even into warfare?' "Certainly 1 was clad that I bad never beet forced to wage war with a woman be fore and hoped never to tueet the neces' 6ity again. One likes to stick to tnt rales in military matters, and then ht has some idea what to expect "The horses are very tired, " 1 said "They look like it. " said she. The poor animals were panting, and their coats were damp. I took the reins of her horse from her hand and held them firmly in mine "What are you going to do?" she asked. "I think I'd better hold the reins ol both, ' I said. "Will you please dis mount? ' 1 set her a good example by jumping down myself She could not say that the prisoner was compelled to walk while the captor rode 1 stepped for? ward to assist her. but again she refused my help and sprang to the ground unas sisted Old Put gazed angrily at the girl who had struck him Then he snorted with j triumph and looked contemptuously at { the horse at his side The latter seemed j to be ashamed of himself, and bis atti 1 trude was apologetic. t?ut be had done ! his best and therefore should not have been blamed "Come. " 1 said, "we will get out ct this wood and walk baek across the fields Walk by my side I will watch you. as 1 do not want any more (reach erv I spoke wirb great sternness, as the ! mite of pity 1 felt when 1 saw the rears ; had gone. She obeyed with surprising meekness and walked beside me, while 1 ; led the horses, holding both bridles in I one hand I was glad that 1 had been so sharp with her. and 1 saw now it was the proper way wirb rebellious women A man has only to show to ward them a stern, unyielding temper and they submit at once She was crushed, and again thar nun- of pity rose up in my breast, tor ueariy always we feel a trace of sympathy for those whom we have vanquished Her head drooped, there was a faint appeal in h'-r eyes, and her walk show d weariness. She seemed to have forgot? ten that her hair was loose down her back, for she let ir bang in long curls of g(?d. burnished where the sunshine fell upon ir. dark in th" shadow The yellow of the sun was deepening into red, a sign that the afternoon was ? waning, and I was araaonsgahont Xi j future, for winch, like a gf^? ?oldie i I felt it my duty to provide. -"She mu have seen the care in my face, for si asked: "Are you thinking how we sha reach General Morgan?" "General Morgan or some one else. "Is it far to his camp?" I "I cannot say. I do not know whei he is. The American camp just now of a shifting character. " j "To keep out of Tarleton's way, ! suppose?" "Either that or to find him. " Then she seemed to repent of her gil ! at our running away from the British. "But General Morgan is a brave mai j I have heard, " she said. That warmed my heart. "He is a brave man," I said, "anc what is more, he is a fine soldier an general. " "What a pity he is not on the rig! side!" "Let's not quarrel about that again. I thought I could afford to be genei ons. My situation was so superior t hers After that we walked along in ailene for several minutes. The red tint of th sun deepened ; faint shadows appeare in the blue velvet of the sky. "I want to ask you one question,' she said presently. "There is nothing to prevent yon asking it. " "But I want an answer, direct an correct." "If it does not interfere with th progress of the campaign. " "I don't think it will do that." "What is it?" "What is your name?" I laughed. It had never occurred t me before to tell her "It is true, " I said, "that we hav not had an introduction, though we ari seeing a good deal of each other's so ciety, but it is not too late My name i Philip Marcel. " "Why, that sounds like French, and! thought you were an American. " "Both are trna I am an American, and the name Marcel used to be French I am of French descent partly, and ] may have British blood, too, though . shall not boast of it There are many o: us in South Carolina. " "But I thought you were northern. Yon said you had been serving in th< northern army of the rebels" "The patriots. " "Well, the patriots, then, under Mr Washington. " "General Washington I' "Well, General Washington." "Yes, I have been serving in th( northern army of the patriots undei General Washington, bat he has senl me south with General Greene and th? others, mostly southerners themselves, to redeem this parc of the country from the British raiders But I am a South Carolinian. " She relapsed into silence again, and 1 imitated her example I had enough ol importance anyhow to think about without talking to a girl, an enemy, but presently I recollected. "Pardon me, " I said, "but you have forgotten something too. " "What is it?" "You have not told me your name." "That is true, and the introduction cannot be complete until I do. " "Certainly not. " "My name is Howard. ' "Howard! What Howard?" "Julia Howard My father is John Sinclair Howard, major m Tarleton's legion. 1 was born in Devonshire, Eng? land, and 1 am here with my father, having nobody else to look after me. until such time as these rebellious col .onies are put down and restored in their allegiance to their lawful sovereign. George III, king of England, Scotland. Wales and ireland, God bless him!" I thought that God could find some j thing better to do than to waste his time blessing King George, a fat Ger man blockhead, but I kept the thought , to myself just then "Then, mark my words, Miss Julia Howard of Devonshire, England," 1 said, "you have come here to stay " j "1 don't believe it. " I "It is a prediction; it will come true ' Her look was full of unbelief, and we relapsed into silence again. The shadows grew in the sky The sun blazed like fire, and my old trouble about the future came back The horses ceased to pant and walked now with springy steps, their weariness gone. Old Put thrust his nose under my arm and whinnied gently He wa3 talk? ing in the language that we two under? stood I rubbed his soft nose "Yes. old fellow," I said to him. "you have done your duty well, as you always do. We'll stop soon, and then I'll find you something to eat. " He whinnied again and rubbed his nose on my sleeve, for he understood. "He looks like a good horse " said the girl "Never better, " I replied and with emphasis "I like a good horse, 'she said. "So do I That's the reason I'm so fond of Old Put." "I wonder if he would be as friendly with me?" "I don't know He usually likes old friends best, but still Old Put is a horse of fine taste. " Her evident admiration of Old Put ap? pealed to me. and 1 thought I would give her the little compliment Women like such things, and again 1 felt as if I could afford to be generous She put her hand upon his nose and stroked it gently lt was a whirr, well shaped hand, with pretty tapering fin? gers Old Put must have admired it He assisted in the rubbing task, sway? ing his nose gently to and fro. aud he whinnied once softly as he did when he was talking to rae He seemed to have forgotten the blow she had given him. "See," she said triumphantly "He has found a new friend, a good friend, and he knows it. Ho is almost as fond of me as he is of you. " 1 was surprised, greatly surprised. Heretofore Old Put had always proved himself to be an excellent judge of character, and now he was putting his trust in this English girl, who had shown herself to be unworthy of any tmst whatever. Poor Old Put ! Another masculine dupe! He was growing old; he was falling into his dotage. I felt a certain sadness at those signs of mental decay in my ffi^ful horse. But they marched on, silky nose pressed closely against her arm, and meanwhile the sun was sinking and the shadows were deepening and lengthening. "I do not think it is necessary for us to walk anymore," I said. "Thehorses are now thoroughly rested from their race and are willing to do their part, which is to carry us. " She looked at her ugly brown hack in some dismay. "He's such a rough traveler I believe 1*1 rather walk," she said. He certainly had a most irregular, jumping kind of gait, which would make him an unpleasant mount for anybody, but there seemed to be no re? course. Horses were not running loose around us for me to catch. "But we can't help it," I said. "We can ride slowly, in a walk. If he mis? behaves, use that switch you have picked up." She walked steadily on. "Now, if he were like this one," she said, stroking Old Put's nose, "I would be glad to ride ?,gain. " "Suppose I change the saddles, then, " I said, "and let you ride Old Put?" It was a great concession for me to make, but her appreciation of my horse had touched me for the moment "Do you think he would let me?*' she said, looking at Old Put doubtfully and timidly. Now I was indignant It was a slur upon the character of Old Put, one of the gentlest and best bred of horses, to insinuate that he would behave' badly with a lady on his back. "No man except myself has ridden him in years," 1 said. "Perhaps no woman has ever ridden him at all, but that is no reason why one should not ride him now. " "But I am afraid," she protested again in timid fashion. All her courage seemed to have gone. Again I say you have only to be stern with a woman to keep her at your feet , "Nonsense!" I said, a little roughly. "We'll stop talking about this and do it at once. " I halted the horses and changed the saddles, while she looked doubtfully on. Old Put submitted like an angel, and I drew the girth tight Then I said: "Now, if you would know what a real saddle horse is. Miss Howard, just jump up there. " " Will you help me?" Another proof of her subdued condi? tion! I held out my hand in most gallant fashion. She leaned on it for a moment to give herself a support and sprang into the saddle. Then, giving Old Put a cut with the switch which she had picked up, she galloped away. "Goodby, Mr. Marcel!" she shouted. "I ride the better horse now. " She turned Old Put's nose to the southwest, and away she went at the very best speed of which my good horse was capable, and that was much. Her yellow hair flew in the wind, as before, like the streamers; of a defiant battle flag, and either with or without intent the red cap she wore was set rakishly and saucily on one side of her head. [TO BE ODXTIXCED.] " ??UJTIG Im?M iortli-Easlsrs R. 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City and County Depositary Capital stock paid io, . . $75,000 00 Undivided sorplos, . . . 16,000 00 Individual liability of stockholders in esces9 of their stock, . 75,000 00' Traosacts a general banking business ; also bas a Savings Bank Department. Deposits of $1 and upward received. Interest allowed a* the rate of 4 per cent, per annum, payable semiannually. W F. B. HAYNS WORTH, President. MARIOS MOISE, W.F. RHAMB, Vice- Presiden t. Cashier. Jap 31_ Atlantic Coast lie Mint Comp? of Sont! Carola CONDENSED SCHEDULE. In effect January 13th, 1901. SOUTH NORTH No No No No ?35 f57 tfi6 *32 7 55 Lv Darlington Ar 8 15 8 33 Lv Elliott Ar 7 50 9 13 Ar Sumter Lv 6 50 i 0 Lv Sumter Ar 6 ?4t 4 52 Ar Creston Lv 5 34 5 45 Lv Creston Ar 3 50 9 15 Ar Prevails Lv 10 CO 5 16 Orangeborg 5 IO 5 55 Denmark 4 3S 7 55 Aozusta 2 40 amam pm pm .Daily f Daily except Sunday. Trains 32 and 35 carry through Pullman Palace Buffet Sleepirjg Cars between New York and Macon via Augusta. T M EMERSON, B M EMERNON, Traffic Manager. Gen'l Pass Ag JR KEN LY. Gen'i MAO&gpr Sot Carolina anti Goop El tension R. 1 Coop? Schedule No. 4-In effect 12 Ol a. m , Snr.? December 24, 1399. Between Camden S. C., aDd Blacksbnrg, 8. C WEST. EAST. 2d cl 1st ci 1st cl 2dc! ?3D *33 Eastern time. *32 ?34 pm pm STATIONS. pm pm 8 20 12 50 ?Camden 12 25 6 30 8 50 115 Dekalb ll 02 4 5C 9 20 1 27 Westville 1150 4 3C 10 50 1 40 Kershaw ll 35 4 IQ 11 2u 2 li) Biatb gorings 11 20 3 15 11 3ri 2 15 Pleasant Hill 11 15 3 00 12 30 2 35 Lancaster 10 5r 2 35 .1(0 2 f 0 Riverside 10 40 1 00 1 20 3 00 Springdell 10 30 12 4o 2 30 3 10 Catawba Junction 10 20 12 20 2 50 3 20 Leslie 10 IC ll 00 3 10 3 40 Rock Hill 10 00 10 40 4 10 3 55 New Port 9 35 8 20 4 45 4 02 Tirzah 9 30 8 00 5 30 4 20 Yorkville 9 15 7 30 6 00 4 35 Sharon 9 00 6 50 6 25 4 50 Hickorv Grove 8 45 6 20 6 35 5 00 Smyrna 8 35 6 00 7 00 5 20 Blacksburg; 8 15 5 3C pmpm a m a m S 61W 66 D Blacksburg, S. C., abd M trice, N C WfiST. EAST 2d cl 1st cl 1st ci 2d c. *li *33 Eastern time. *32 *12 am om STATIONS' am pm 8 10 5 30 Blacksburg 7 4$ o 4C 8 30 5 45 Earls 7 32 '3 20 8 40 6 50 Patterson Spring* 7 25 o 12 9 20 6 00 Sbelb.? 7 25 6 00 i0 00 S 20 Lauimore 6 !'r; 4 6G 10 10 6 28 Mouresboro 6 -c 4 4G 10 25 6 38 Henriette 6 3b 4 20 10 50 6 5* Forest Cit; ti 20 3 50 1115 7 10 Rutherford to:- S 05 3 25 1:35 7 22 M?lwco? '5 55 3 05 11 45 7 35 Golden Valley 5 40 2 50 12 05 7 40 Thermal City 5 37 2 43 12 25 7 58 Glenwood 5 27 2 2C 12 50 8 15 .Marion 5 00 2 00 p ai p m a ai pm West Gaffney Divisioi. lias;. lat Class : EASTERN TIME. { ??t CUfl 15 j 13 i STATIONS j 141 16 n rn a m & m p, m 1 00 6 00 "B?AckiCurg 7 50 3 00 I 20 6 29 Cherokee Falls 7 30 2 40 i 40 6 40 Gaffney V 10 2 2C p ra a tn a m p c? ^.D*i:y except Sunday 7 rain No Z- leaving Marion. "N C , a: n ra, ranking close connection at Bi ?CK.--barg, i , wi h the Southern's train No 36 for Char? lu1 te, N C. *n? all point> East an i e< nMeeting >-> i''.. thc Southern's \estibule going to Akanta G:i. ano1 all points West, and wi'l receive { as? sen gers g"inu East from tram No 10, on the C A S W K K. at Yorkville, S C, at S 45 a m. and connects a; Camden, S with the Sou'bern s trH?n No 78. ai riving in charleston. 8 17 p vc. i rain No 34 with passenger coach ?atache leaving Blacksburg at 5 30 a m, and cor.; ?ctin ac Rock Hill with the Southern's Flor a tra! . for ?ll j oints South. Crain >o 33 leaving Camden, S ? ?2.5 1 j : ?n. alter the arrival ol the Southern .-Char :. eton train Connect.? at Lancaster. S C, with ' .' . h '? C K K. ??? Catawba Junction *itb the i: \ ! poirg East, at Kock Fill. S C, witl he Southern's train. No 34, for ? hariotte, N ero &il points Ka i Ccncects : i York? ville. S f, ...th train No 9 on ti ? CA N 1\ R ? It. fer Chester, S C At Blackhburg ;?i-b the Southern's vestibule go rig East, an' :> . South trait No 35 going Wot, and eoi uccting ?Vt Mar. :? N C ^ith th-Soi:thorn bo'b i as? and i West 3 ' HU EL HUN I Pressenti S. . ii ; cr .n'en?tnt. A. 3 L' ' "KIN. <-en''Pa86on?-r ; ?.