By JOSEPH A. ALT8??ELEE, Author of "A Soldier ol Manhattan," "The Sun of Saratoga," Etc. She put her eyes to one of the cracks and looked out. Crowder and his men, unconsciously imitating us, had begun to make themselves comfortable, first by building a great bonfire and then by sit? ting around it and keeping themselves -warm. They had tethered their horses near, and from their position they could watch the house very well and detect us if we came forth. " Why do they follow us so persistent . ly?" the girl, asked. 44 For a variety of reasons, " I replied. ,4I might mention for one that they are anxious to take ma Yon know you told them that I was the bearer of very im? portant news which 1 would tell under proper pressure to Tarleton. " 44 But that was not true. " "They do not know that it was not." "I wish they were real British sol? diers, ' ' she said. *11 do not believe that any of them ever saw England. I be? lieve they are American Tories, maybe American rebels in British uniforms. " I did not care to argue with her, such is the strength of prejudice founded on teaching and training, especially Brit? ish prejudice and most especially tho prejudice of British women. "Why did you take off his bridle?" dbe asked as she turned away from the window. I had hung up Old Put's bridle on a nail in the wa IL <4In order that I may have it when I want to put it on him again, which won't be long, I hope, " I replied. 44 Why, the horse is gone !" she said. I laughed, laughed in her face, which turned red, and then, seeing that it was red, deliberately laughed again. Here was a woman who prided herself on her intelligence and quickness of mind, and with good cause, too, so I had begun to believe, and yet after passing a day and part of a night in Old Put's presence she knew so little about him! "Why do you laugh?" she asked red? ly and angrily. "I laugh at your ignorance, " I said, "the fact that you know so little of our comrade, in many respects the shrewd? est and ablest of us three, as he is cer? tainly the swiftest and the strongest That horse has not left us. I merely took his bridle off in order that he might not be troubled with it, that he might eat better, for no doubt he will mid somewhere around here, even in winter, a bit of grazing on some shelter? ed and sunny southern slope. He will take care of himself and come back to .as when we need him. " "But suppose the guerrillas take lam?" "I wish I was as sure that they would not take us, " I said. Then I led the way to the table I drew up the stool for the lady and an old pine box that I found in a corner fer myself. A little water was left in the canteen. She drank part of it and said: "Here's to the health of King George!" 44Yes," I said as I drank the re? mainder of the water, "this is to the health of King George-Gieorge Wash? ington! I'm glad to see that your con? version has begun. " She frowned at me, but we had an amicable dinner over the scraps never? theless. I stopped at intervals to watch the progress of the partisans outside. They had not yet made any movement against us, and all sat or lay around the fire. I counted them-six-and 1 knew that all were there, as choice a lot of scoundrels as one could find on the soil of the 13 colonies. I turned my eyes away from the crev? ice to look at the girL The rest and the bite of food had made a wonderful im? provement She was a true English rose, I could see that-a rose of Devon cr Warwick or Kent, or whatever is fair? est among their roses, a girl with yel? low hair that shone like fresh gold in the sun, tinted with red in "che firelight, and a brow of white and cheeks of the warm pink that is the heart of the pink rose Oh, well, as I said twice before, everybody knows that the most beauti? ful women are the most dangerous, and I wondered if these Saxon maidens of old England were ever an exception. For a moment I felt a feeling of warmth and kinship to old England, but then ibis England, which is so kind to herself and so appreciative of her own merits, has never been anything but an enemy to us. "What are you thinking cf, Mr. Marcel?" she said suddenly as she looked np "Why are you so serious?" "I am astonished that you should ad? dress me as Mr. Marcel and not as a rebel, with a rope around his neck. " She patted the floor meditatively with her foot and looked away from me and at the fire. "It was a mistake due to forgetful? ness," she said, with an air of resent? ment. "I will not do it again. " "I would not forget epithets when you speak of us, " I said. 44 You will get out of practice, and then you will be .unlike tho remainder of your country? men and countrywomen. " "Do you want another quarrel?" she asked pointedly. "I should think that we had enough to do to carry on our quarrel with those men outside." She went to the window and took a long look. "They are still by the fire," she said, "and I see your horse too. He is dining like the rest of us. " " Where?" I cried, for 1 was some? what surprised at the early reappear? ance of Old Put "There's another crack here. Use it, " she said. 44Don't you see him grazing ever there to the left in that field, sur? rounded by a tumble down fence, or xather the rails of what used to be a fence?' ' In truth, it was Old Put, about 50 yards to the left of the cavalrymen and grazing with supreme horoe content as if no enen:y were within 50 miles of him lt was a muthern slope on which 3ze stocfi. i ?frrpose soine blades of gras? had retained men* ire sn ness a tenderness despite the wintry winds, was these that Old Pnt sought, with t assiduous attention to detail and ke eye for grist characteristic of him. There was a fine, full" moon, shi ding a silver gray light over the earl Old Put was clothed in its radian< and we could see him as distinctly as he stood at the window-the long, tape ing head; the velvety nose, which si here and there over the grass in sear of the tender stems; the sinewy ne and the long, powerful body, mark often, it is true, by wear and war, b in the prime and zenith of its strengt My saddle was still upon his back, b that was a trifle to which he had loi since grown accustomed in his life wi a cavalryman. How rash of him, I thought, to COE so near the British! The old don which I had of Old Put-when he allo\ ed himself to be deceived by the gi came back to me. Perhaps he was rea ly growing old, falling into his dotage Surely nothing else could account f< his taking such a risk ! 1 would ha? shouted to him to go away had thought he could hear me, but I kne' my voice could not reach him, and i suspense and anxiety I merely watch? that old horse as he continued to gras almost within the light of his enemy campfire. CHAPTER VU THE TEMPER OF OLD PCT. My fears found ample justification for the men soon turned their attentio; to the horse, and two rose and approach ed him. I looked upon him as one im pounded, and he alone was to blame for he should have known Detter. On of the men made a wide circuit an came up carefully behind, while th other approached with equal cautia from the front, whistling in a soft an? coaxing way and holding out his hand Evidently the men appreciated the valu of a good horse, and no doubt they ha< stolen enough from patriot farmers t have experience. Old Put never raise* his head to look at them, but continue) his hunt for blades of grass. He certain ly heard their approaching footsteps, an< I was convinced now that his dotag wa? really at hand. "T thought you said he was the mos intelligent of us three," said the gir ironically, "and here he is, gone .toslee] and letting himself be taken, to be use* perhaps as a common cart horse. " Her words were an insult to us both Old Put and me, but I knew no timely reply, and I endured them in silence The man in front, emboldened by Ole Put's gentleness, approached more rap idly and was soon within 15 feet cf thc horse. Old Put raised his head, anc looking at the man a moment lowerec it and went on nipping the grass. The man holding out his hand stepped forward and seized Old Put by the neck. The horse, with a neigh that was human in its anger, turned and bit deep into his shoulder. A scream, wilder, more fear? ful than any I h^ve ever heard before 01 since, rose from the man's throat as the horse reared higb in the air and smote him to the earth with his fore feet. The girl turned her eyes away in horror as the man was crushed to pulp beneath the fierce beat of the steel shod hoofs, time for but one cry being given to him, but I kept mine at the crevice, though I will confess that the blood was rather a chilly torrent in my veins. The other man, the one behind, faced about and fled when he saw the death of his comrade, and the one look that I had of him showed fright to the mar? row. The horse, raising his head, trot? ted away over the hill The moonlight fell upon him there in distorted rays and enlarged him into a gigantic fig-are. In the gray light he looked like some phantom horse, a wild creature that brought death. The band, recovering from the mo? mentary paralysis caused by the sudden acquaintance of their comrade with death, snatched out their pistols and fired at the horse as they would have fired at a man in his place, but their aim was wild, for the horse gave no sign of a bullet, trotting steadily on, his figure growing larger and more threatening m the exaggerating rays of the moonlight, until he disappeared be? yond the swell of the earth. The thing that had been living lay in the dead grass, and I was glad that it was hid? den almost by some rocks and the roll of the earth. "He is gone, Julia, "I said, "andi don't think those meb will try to take my horse again. " I laughed a little, with a rather forced gayety, for the influence of the sudden tragedy was still upon me. Yet I v.-as glad that Old Put had redeemed him? self so conclusively from the charge of incaution and dotage, which I won ld never again bring against him, even should they come to be true in the course of the years. The girl came back to the crevice, and we watched the British for some min? utes After the hasty discharge of the pistols they returned to the fire, making no movement either to pursue Old Put or to remove the body of their dead comrade. They would have liked well enough to obtain a good horse, but they were not going to bother about such a trifle as a dead man. "Do you think they will attack us?" asked the ?Z?TL "Well, no; not yet, at least." I re? plied. "The advantages cf the defense are too great, and these men are mere raiders and robbers. They are not going into a dangerous venture unless the chances are on their side. Perhaps they think we will become frightened and surrender tomorrow. " "You surely will not do that?" "I had no such intention, worthless rebel as I am, but if you say surrender I wfll go out and notify them this min- ! ute." "You know I meant nothing of the kind." She spoke rather sharply, and leav? ing the window went back to the table, which she began to clear away. She gathered up the scraps and put them back neatly. Then she brushed the crumbs off in her hand, for lack of any? thing else, and threw them in the fire, and having done that pushed the table to one side against the walL I made no offer to hei? ker. as she did everything with such skill and dispatch, and 1 x content to watch her. Nor did she i anything to me, but, her work dc: took her stool again and sat down at i corner of the hearthstone, leaning j head against the wall of the chimr and gazing into the dying fire. The last leg was smoldering on 1 hearth and threw but a feeble light, blew out the candle, thinking we nii? need it in case our enemies made a hostile movement, and the darkn gathered at once in half the room, 01 a dim light showing as a fringe to 1 fire. *'I think you'd better go to sleep,' said to the girl. "It is always well save one's strength, and now is a char for rest " 4 4 And you?" "I don't need any sleep. I'll stay the window and watch. " "But you need rest as well as L" "Why do you bother yourself abo a villainous rebel who is going to hanged anyway by his justly aug king?" "I wish you would stop talking th !7ay. " Her tone was rather plaintive. CJ .bubtedly she was tired and worn 1 anxieties, and I obeyed her request made her wrap her cloak around he and, though she declared stoutly th she would not go to sleep, merely wis ing to. lean her head against the wa and rest, her eyelids drooped and fe! and in two minutes she was asleep. The fire sank lower, eating its Wi along the log until only a few inches \ Wood were left. The girl slept sound! The curve of the chimney ir-io the wa formed a kind of nook, and her hes and shoulders rested easily there like picture framed against the rough log which were unplastered and not ev? smoothly hewn. I trusted that si would sleep the night through, and J the fire sank lower and lower and tl darkness crept up to the hearthstone almost hiding her figure, the stillnei of midnight came, and I could hear h< regular breathing in the dead silence. I went back to the window. The fi] of the British faced it, and I could s< that three of the men had lain dow and gone to sleep. The other two wei sitting up, weapons at hand, and I infe: red that they had been detailed as sent nels, though their lazy attitudes showe well enough that it was a job they di not like. For all I could tell at the di? tance, these men. too, might be aslee sitting. I watched them for a half hour c more and grew very tired of the bus: ness. The brightness of the moonligh had culminated, and the earth lost it silver tint, shading into a dark, dui gray. The figures of our besiegers gre\ shadowy and shapeless. It was a tim for sleep, and I felt it in all my bone? A trooper doesn't ask much. If I cou! have taken my blanket and put mysel down on a reasonably smooth piece c turf under the shade of a tree, with th certainty that no enemy would wake] me, it would have been sufficient fo me. I would have slept the sleep of th just or the tired unjust, which is oftei as good. I drew the old pine box up to th< window and sat on it, resolved to listen now that I was tired of looking. I won dered what had become of Old Put, th< man slayer, and tried to discover why '. had been such a fool as to distrust hin even for a moment. Thus musing, I discovered that th< fire had gone out; that I could see noth ing-in fact, that the room was pitch} dark. I opened my " eyes, rememberinc that all things must be dark to a mar with his eyes shut, and saw again th? flickering fire and the figure of the giri half reclining in the chimney corner. This would never do. I was the whole army-horse, foot, artillery and baggage wagons, commander in chief, colonel, captains and privates-and we could never go to sleep all at once. I under? took to walk briskly around the room in order to stir my sluggish blood into watchfulness, but that would wake the girl, and I did not want to do such a cruel thing. 1 stopped in front of her and looked at her face attentively. Asleep she did not look at all the spit? fire she was awake. Mingled with her beauty now was a certain wanness, a something that was pathetic, a look that appealed to a man for protection and strength. After all, she ^vas but a girl, and why should I care for the bit? ter things she said when probably half the time she said them she was sorry? I went back to the window and looked out once more. The besieging army was taking its comfort The part which had stretched itself on the ground remained stretched, and the part which watched sagged more than ever toward the hori? zontal. It was a lazy army, that was evident, and I resolved that I would set it an example of superiority. Having made these brave resolutions, I sat down on the stool and leaned my head once more against the wall, not be? cause I was tired and sleepy, but merely that I might reserve my strength for a crisis, the most necessary thing in the world for a soldier, every man of ex? perience knowing that an army fights better if it goes into battle well fed, well clothed and well rested. It was a good argument, that bore extension, and I closed my eyes that they, too, might have rest, for they felt weary and clog? ged. Then, do what I would cr could, weariness and sleep took charge cf me. Tired muscles rose in open and defiant rebellion against mind and will The combat was short and fierce, but matter triumphed over mind, and in five min? utes I was in the midst of a sleep that was heavenly with rest, unpeopled by bad dreams, with my head back against the wall and my breathing long and regular. Meanwhile the bed of coals on the hearth grew smaller and paler. The rim of fire narrowed. Coals turned from red to black and then to gray and crum? bled into ashes. The darkness crept up to the very edge of tho hearthstone and then invaded it The girl was complete? ly in the shadows, and the pale glimmer of the fire was but a faint light left in the room. The sleeping man and the sleeping girl were tired, very tired, and they .lept soundly. If they had dreamy they were pleasant ones, and no thought of danger entered ir?to them. The^ men around the campnre nacl moved awe to the other side of the world, and tl little cabin was peaceful for them, ii side and outside. Sleeping thus, the did not see the men rise from the cam] fire and approach the hut, now veik in a darkness which made such a inov< ment safe. They reached the cabi without alarm or a sign from th watcher who was not watching, and ? last the leader tried the shutter of tl window. He pried at it with his kni1 and moved it a little. Then he put h: ear to the crack and could hear nothin within. Replacing his ear with his ey< he could see the feeble glimmer of th fire and nothing more. He was sure thz those whom he wished to take wei asleep, and he exulted, for a fierce ange mingled with his other desires to reca? ture both. He pried again at the wir dow, and with greater leverage it yield ed further, and wood straped agains wood. He stopped and listened again but the inmates of the cabin neve stirred. Putting his ear to the wide crae! that now intervened between the shut ter and the wall, he listened again am heard the steady, regular breathing o some one inside and below. He knew i was the breaching of a sleeping man too loud and strong for a woman, to even for one awake, and he reached u] ? and pulled the shutter wide open on it rude leather hinges. Then he grasper Ihe edge of the window with both hand j and pulled himself up. My sleep grew troubled at last an( ! then turned into a nightmare. Som< huge wild beast, after the fashion o: beasts m nightmares, was sitting on m] chest and blowing his breath in rn-, face, while I had no power to move i i muscle. I was cold to the marrow anc waited for him to devour mcfc but in stead he dwindled away and became misty. With one great effort I threvi him off my chest and sprang to my feet. My head struck against somebody else's head as I sprang up, and that somebody else swore an oath that had the savo] neither of a nightmare nor a dream, bul of reality. Cold air and moonlight rushed in al the window, but most of the passage was filled up by the shoulders and head of a large man whose face I could nol see owing to the imperfect light. He held in his hand a pistol which he fired at me, but now the imperfect light was to my advantage and not his, for his bullet, avoiding me, buried itself with a chuck in the log walls, and the re? port confined in the small room roared like a cannon shot. Moved more by impulse and instinct than by thought, I snatched out my own pistol and fired at the head in the window. The man uttered a deep sigh ; the body dropped forward and swayed there ; I heard the light drip, drip of something on the floor, and then the body fell inside the room. The girl, suddenly awakened by the terrible sounds and half in a maze, cried out in fright and then began to ask in a high, trembling voice what had hap? pened. "The British have attacked us,"I said. "One of them was in the shadow, and I threw him back. Stand out of the range of the window. " I did not want her to see the thing lying on the floor under the window, and I shoved the ta? ble in front of it. She obeyed, for I spoke the lass sen? tence very sharply. The window was wide open, and expecting to see another face there I held my second pistol ready, but none appeared, and I had no doubt that they feared Crowder was dead ^ Taking the risk, I reached out an arm, seized the shutter and slammed it shut, securing it as best I could with the leather strap and nail used as a fastening. Then, with my ear near the crevice, I listened, but could not hear our enemies. I feared at first to look out lest I should receive a bullet, but still hearing nothing 1 applied my eye and saw that the men had gone back to their fire. They were all there-four. I counted them and knew that none was missing. They were deliberating evi? dently over the fall of their leader and what next to do, and I took an immedi? ate resolution. "Light the candle,"I said to the girl. "Hold it to the fire. There's enough heat left to start the wick to burning. " She did so and saw that something lay behind the table. "What is that?" she cried "The dancer and singer of last night, " I replied, seeing that I would have to tell. "The leader of those desperadoes outside came into our fort, but he came into his grave. " She retreated, shuddering, to the farthest corner of tho room. "Now, you do exactly as I say," I continued. *' Remember that you are the rank and file of this army, and I am its commander. ' ' "I will obey you," she said I quickly reloaded my pistol. Then I shoved the table away again and, overcoming my repulsion, dragged the dead body to a sitting position. A chill struck into my marrow, but I dragged off the red British coat and, hav? ing thrown off my own, put it on. Then I gathered up the wallet of food and Old Put's bridle and took down the bar from the door. "Come,"I said; "weare going to leave this place while they are planning by the fire and their backs are turned to us." lt was a bold measure, involving many risks, but I believed that it would succeed if wo kept our courage and presence of mind. For at least two or three minutes they would think I was Crowder, victorious, and that would be worth much. When I had taken down the bar, I stopped a moment. "Keep by my side, "I said. "Re? member that we must become separated by no chance. Here, take this pistol I \ You can shoot, can't you?" She said "Yes" and took the pistol. Then I opened the door, ajid we ?'?shed out, running with quick and noiseless steps across the open toward the wood, which rose in a dim line ahead of us. While the window opened toward the campfire of the besiegers the door did not. and we bad gone perhaps 50 yards before they saw us This 1 knew by the surprised shout tnat came to us, and looking back I saw them hesitating, as if in doubt about my identity, and at last running toward their horses. 1 was glad that they would pursue on horse? back, and 1 had taken that probability into consideration when we made our dash from the house, for even at the distance 1 could see that the dim wood looked dense and a poor place for the use of horses. "Courage, Julia!" 1 said, taking her hand. "In a minute or two we will be into the woods, and they mean safety. " 1 looked baek a second time The guerrillas had reached their horses, mounted them and turned their heads our way, but in doing it their time lost was our gain Unless lamed by some unlucky pistoi shot we would surely gain the wood. They tired once or twioe, and 1 heard the thunder of their horses hoofs, but I had little fear 1 still held the girl's hand in mine, and she made no effort to draw it away. She was run? ning with a firm, sure step, and, though her face was white and her eye excited, she seemed to rerain both her courage and presence cf mind. The wood was not as far as 1 had cal? culated, and when our pursuers were many yards away we dashed into it at tuch headlong haste that I tripped over a vine and fell upon my nose, burying it in a pile of soft leaves, which saved it from harm. Eut I was up again, re? joicing at the accident, for in a wood interlaced with vines horses could make no progress. "I nope you are not hurt?" asked Julia anxiously. "Hurt? Not a bit of it!" I replied. "What a blessing these woods are! How dark it is in here, and what a blessing that is too!" In fact, the wood was cur good luck and our best luck at that, for even we on foot found it difficult to make our way through it Afar we could hear the British cursing in profusion and variety as they strove to force their horses through the dense bush. "Hold my hand, " I said to Julia, "for otherwise I might lose you in all this darkness and density." But instead of waiting for her to take my hand, which she might not have done, I took hers, and, bidding her again to step lightly, I led the way, curving among the trees and bushes like a brook winding around the hills in search ol a level channel My object was to leave our pursuers at a loss concerning our course, and we soon ceased to hear their swearing or the struggles of their horses. I dropped into a walk, and of course the girl did'likewise; "I think we are safe now, " I said. "There is not one chance in a hundred to bring them across our path again. What a fine wood! What a glorious wood ! There is no such wood as this in England. It grew here especially for our safety. Julia. " r "It did grow up in time, " she re? plied, "but now that yon think us safe again you can call me Miss Howard and not Julia." "That's true, and now that we are safe again I must ask you. Miss How? ard, as an especial favor to me. to please quit holding my hand. " "I am not holding your hand. Mr. Marcel!" she replied indignantly. "It is you who are holding mine, but you shall not do so a moment longer. " She tried to jerk her hand away. 1 let her jerk three or four times, and then I added as an afterthought: "It is very dark here, and there is still danger that we might become separat? ed. I think I will let you hold it a lit? tle longer, but I shall endure it merely because it is a military necessity." She gave her hand a most violent ;.erk, and it nearly slipped from me, but I re? newed my grip in time. "Simply a military necessity," I re? peated, and, seeing that it was useless, she made no further effort to withdraw her hand. I could not see her face, the darkness being too great and therefore had little opportunity to judge of her state cf mind. We walked on in silence, winding here and there through the wood, with an occasional stop to lis? ten, though we heard nothing but the | common noises of a forest-the crackling rustle of dry leaves and twigs, the gen tie swaying of some old tree as the w ine! rocked it and the soft swish of the bushes as they swung back into piact after we had passed between. [TO BE CONTINUED.] Atlantic Coast line WILMINGTON. COLUMBIA AND GUSTA RAILROAD. Condensed Schedule Dated April 8, 1901. TRAINS GOING SOUTH. So. Qb No. ?0 p. m. Leave Wilmicg?oa ?3 4& Leav? Marion S 40 Arrive Florence 7 25 p. ra. a. oj. Leave Florene-:- ?3 CO *2 50 irr?7e Samte.- 9 15 3 58 Nc. &? Leave Sumter 9 15 *9 23 Arrive C.-Jl-mbin LO 40 10 55 No. 5? runa through from Charleston u Jentral R. R , leaving Charleare, c 25 a M .noes 8 02 t. m, ?a?aing S 50 ft ^ TftAiKS GOING NORTH. ?io. ?o. J: !i. c. p. ta ,eav?- Ooiamoi. ??40 *4 IC Arrive gataiez .8 05 5 2b Nc 32 o., m. p. m Leave Sumter 8 05 *6 24 \rnve Florene* 9 20 7 35 a. m ije'ive Florene; 10 00 Leave Marion 10 35 Arrive Wilm5G?:on 1 25 ?Daily. tDailv excep* Sandav. So rirons through to Charleston, S.K /?a Centrai R. R., arriviez Mann.Dg 6 04 j m ,Lanes 6.43 p ai, Chariestoo 8 30 p m. Trains on Conway Branch leave Chadbourt ll [ 0 a ai, arrive Conway 1 3D p m, return mg leave Coo way 3 40 pm, an ive Chad hourn 5 20 p m, leave Chadbonrn 5.35 p m, arrive Elrod 8.10 D m, re^rrinc leavt'Elrod 8 40 a rn, arrive Cbadbourn 1! 2?, a m Da;h except Sunday. J. R. KEN LY, Gen:l Manager. T. M. BMER.SON. Traffic Manager.: H. M. EMERSON Gen' 1 Pass. Agtn Wi, Carolina sid Georgia fi tension B. I Schedule No. 4-lo effect 12.01 a. m , Son December 24, 1899. ?Betwee? 0&m?2en S. C.. ac? Bl&ckebutg, S. C WEST._EAST 2d cl l?t c! let cl 2dci *3a ?33 Eastern time. ?32 ?34 pm pm STATIONS. pm pm 8 20 12 50 Camden 12 25 6 3c 8 50 1 15 Dekalb ll 02 4 5C 9 20 1 27 Westville 1150 4 30 10 50 1 40 Eerebav ll 35 4 IQ 11 20 2 10 E>atb Soriega ll 20 3 15 11 35 2 15 Pleasant Bill 11 15 3 00 12 30 2 35 Lancaster 10 55 2 35 1 CO 2 PO Riverside 10 40 1 00 1 20 3 00 Springdell 10 30 12 4Q 2 30 3 10 Catawba Junction 10 20 12 20 2 50 3 20 Leslie 10 IC 1100 3 10 3 40 Eock 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 Sbaroo 9 00 6 50 6 25 4 50 Hickory Grove 8 45 6 20 6 35 5 00 Smyrna 8 35 6 00 7 00 5 20 Blacksburg; 8 15 5 30 pmpm a m a m Between Blacksborg, 8. C., ?id Marien, N 0 WBST. EAST 2d cl 1st cl let cl 2dc .ll |*33 Eastern time. ?32 ?12 a ra pm STATIONS a in gr JD 8 10 5 30 Blacksborg 7 48 6 40 8 30 5 45 Earls 7 32 6 20 8 40 5 50 Patterson Springs 7 25 b 12 9 20 6 00 Shelby 7 15 6 CO 10 00 S 20 Lattimore 6 55 4 60 10 10 6 28 Mooresbora 6 48 4 ?0 10 25 6 38 Henrietta 6 38 4 20 10 50 6 55 Forest City 6 20 3 50 1115 7 10 Rutherford ten 6 05 3 25 11 35 7 22 Millwood 5 t5 3 05 11 45 7 35 Golden Yaiiey 5 40 2 50 12 05 7 40 Thermal City 5 37 2 45 12 25 7 58 Glenwood 5 17 2 20 12 50 8 15 Marion 6 00 2 00 pmpm am p zn West. Gaffney Division. East 1st Class, j .EASTERN TIME. ( 1st Claas 15 I 13 I STATIONS. j 14 ! 16 pm am am pm 1 00 6 00 : Blackebnrg 7 60 3 00 1 20 6 20 Cherokee Falle 7 30 2 40 1 40 6 40 Gaffney 7 10 2 2C pm ? m a m p m .Dany except Sunday. Traiu No 32 leaving Marion, *N. C., at a rn, making close connection at Blacksb&rg, C, wi:h 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, Qa, and all points West, and will receive pas? sengers going East from train No 10, on the C A N W R R, at Yorkville, SC, at 8 45 a m, and connects at Camden, S C, with the Southern s train No 78, arriving in Charleston, 8 17 p nc Train No 34 with passenger coach attache leaving Blacksburg at 5 30 a m, and connectin. at Rock Hill with the Southern's Florida trai? tor all points Son th, Train No 33 leaving Camden, S C, at 12.50 p m, after the arrival of the Southern's Char, lesion train connects at Lancaster, S C, with the L 5 Lv Darlington Ar 8 15 8 33 Lv Elliott Ar 7 50 9 13 Ar Sumter Lv 6 50 4 0 Lv Sumter Ar 6 *4r 4 52 Ar Creston Lv 5 34 5 45 Lv Creston Ar 3 50 9 15 Ar Pregoalie Lv 10 00 5 16 Orangeburg 5 IQ* 5 55 Denmark 4 35> 7 55 Au eus ta 2 40 amam pm p rrj .Daily. fDaily except Sunday. Traine 32 ?nd 35 carry through Pullman Palace Buffet Sleeping Cars between New York and Macon via Augusta. T ? EMERSON, H M EMERSON, Traffic Manager. Gen'l Pass. At.fr R KEN LY. Gen'l Manager