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m mm SAVINGS BANK. HORACE KARBY, President. L C. STRAUSS, vice-President. GEO. L. RICEER, Cashier. ^Capital Stock, $25,000 Xiabilitv of Stockholders, 2^,000 mm 811 Every Facility Jfot the transaction of business is afford - ed those who deposit their money with The Sumter Savings Bank. Important papers can be drawn up and signed in a private room set aside for use of our clients and any information de ?ired will be cheerfully furnished by the Savings deposited here draw interest at the rate of 4 per cent per annum. $1.00 w?? open an account and secure a bank ?cok. $100,000.00 Capital. IE FIRST NATIONAL BANK of Sumter, 3. 0. THE Comptroller of the Currency hav? ing approved the increase of the Capital .of this Bank to $100,000.00, depositors now have as security for their deposits : Capital, - - $100,000 00 Stockholders' Individual Lia? bility, - - - ".OCOOO 00 Surplus and Undivided Prof? ita, ... 25,000 00 Total Security for Depositors, $225,000 00 ?LY NATION LA BANK !h CITY OF SUMTER, Largest Capital of any Bank in this section of South Carolina. Strongest Bank in Eastern part of this Interest allowed on deposits to a limited BOARD OF DIRECTORS. A. J. CHINA, President. NEILL O'DONNELL/Viese President. IL D. BARNETT, R. D. LEE, a A. LEMMON, JOHN REID, E. P. KICKER. R, L. ETMUNDS, Cashier. R. D. LEE, Solicitor. BOOKKEEPERS. J. Ii. McCaiium. D. J. Winn, Jr. Oliver L. Yates. 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Harkless was kn old" and-and^-" / : pansed for a moment The'Plattvi men nodded solemnly.; "Anot? a de?r friend of mine*" he. went on,- w some difloculty, and-Warren" Smith tc htm silently by the hand. "xou can come invand see this mi . the Teller, with us if yon like, Mr. M? edith," said the superintendent "Yo friend made it very hot for him I fore the two of *em got away with hi He's so shot and hacked np his moth wouldn't know him if she wanted : At least that's what they say ont he] We haven't seen him. He's called J< ry the Teller, and one of my. sergeac found him in the freight yard. Kne it w?s the Teller, because he was sur ed away in one of the empty cars th came from Pl?ttville last night Ai Slattery-thafs his running mate, tl one we caught with the coat and hat owned up that they beat their way ( that freight Looks like Slattery-1 the Teller do all the fighting. He air scratched. We've been at Slattei pretty hard, but he won't open h head, and, we hope to get somethir. out of this one. He's delirious, bi they say he'll come to before he die Do you want to go in with ns?" "Yes," said Meredith simply, and young surgeon presently appeared an led them down a wide corridor and u a narrow hall, and they entered small, quiet ward There was a pungent smell of chen icals in the room. The light was low and the dimness was imbued with thick, confused murmur, incoberen whisperings that came from a cot i the comer. It was the only cot in us in the ward, ami Meredith was cot scions of a terror that made him drea* to look at it to go near it' Beside i a nurse sat Silent arid upon it feeb!; tossed the racked body of him whor. Barrett had caned Jerry the Teller. The head was a shapeless bundle, s swathed it was with bandages an cloths, and what part or the face wa visible was discolored and pigmente* with drugs. Stretched under the whit sheet the man looked immensely tall? as Horner saw with vague misgiving and he ray in an odd, inhuman fash ion, as though he had been all brokei to pieces. His attempts to move wer constantly soothed by the nurse, am he as constantly continued such at tempts, and one hand, though ton and bandaged, was not to be restrainec from a wandering, restless movemen ; . , that Meredith felt to be pathetic. H< . had entered the room with a flare o hate for the thug whom he had cc nu to see die,and who had struck dowi the old friend whose nearness he hac ne'er known until it was too late. Bui at first sight of the broken figure lu felt all. animosity.tall ,away from him Only aw renxiihed and a "growing traitorous pity as he watched the }on? white fingers of the Teller pick at th? coverlet The man was. muttering rapid fragments- cf words .and sylla . bles. "Somehow I feel a sense bf wrong. Gay." Meredith whispered to the sur? geon, whom he know. "I feel as if I had done the fellow to death myself, as if if were all out,pf gear. I know now how Henry felt over the great Guisard. How tall he looks! That doesn't seem to me like a thug's hand." The surgeon nodded. "Of course if there's a mistake to be made you can count on Barrett and his sergeants to make it. I doubt if this is their man. When they found him, what clothes he wore were torn and stained, but they had been good once, especially the linen." Barrett bent over the recumbent fig? ure. "See here. Jerry," he said, "I want to talk to you a little. Rouse up. will you? i want to talk to you as a friend." The incoherent muttering continued. "See here. Jerry !" repeated Barrett more sharply. "Jerry! Rouse up. will you? We don't want any fooling, un? derstand that. Jerryr* He dropped his hand on the man's shoulder and shook him slightly. t The Teller uttered a short gasping . cry. "Let me." said Gay and swiftly in? terposed. Bending over the cot he said In a pleasant voice: "It's all right, old man; it's all right Slattery wants to know what you did with that mau down at Plattville when you ?rot through with him. He can't remember, and he thinks there was money left on him. "Slatterys head was hurt. Ile can't remember. He'll go shares with you when he gets it. Slattery's going to stand by yon if he can get the money." The Teller only tried te move his free hand to the shoulder Barrett had shak? en flattery wants to know," repeated the young surgeon, gently moving the hand back upon the sheet "He'll divvy up when he gets it He'll stand by you. old man." "Would yon please not mind." whis? pered the Teller faintly-"would you please not mind if you took care not to brush against my shoulder again?" The surgeon drew back, with an ex? clamation, but .the. Teller's whisper gathered strength",'and "they heard h murmuring' oddly to himself." Me di th moved forward, with' a start gesture. "What's that?" he said. "Seems to be trying to sing, or SOE thing.7' said Barrett, bending over ,listen. . Th? Teller, swung his ann heav oven the side of the eot the fingers- n< er ceasing their painful twitching. I surgeon leaned down and gently mov ? the cloths so that the white, scarr lips were free. They moved "steadi They seemed to be framing the se I blance of an old ball?d that Meredi j -knew. The whimper grew more distin It became a rich bot broken voice, a ! they heard it singing like the sound some far, halting minstrelsy: "Wave willows-murmur waters-gold sunbeams smile, Earthly music-cannot waken-lovel: Annie Lisle." Meredith^ gave an excl?mation. The bandaged hand waved jaunti over the Teller's head, "Ah, men," said, almost clearly, and tried to li himself on his ?rm, "I tell you it's grand eleven we haye this year! The will be little' left of anything th stands against them. It's our chai pionship. Did you see Jim Romley ri< over his man this afternoon?" As the voice grew clearer the sheri Stepped forward, but Tom Meredit with a loud cry of grief, threw hir self on his knees beside the cot ac seized the wandering fingers in h own. "John!" he cried. "John, is you?" The voice went on rapidly, not hee< ing him. "Ah. you needn't howl! Wei laugh away, you Indians! If it hadn been for this ankle-but it seems to t my chest that's hurt-and side-n< that it matters, you know. The soph< more's just as good or better. It's 01 ly my egotism. Yes, it must be th side-and chest-and head-all over, believe. I'll try again next year-nes year I'll make it a daily. Helen sal? not that I should call you Helen mean Miss-Miss-Fisbee-no, She: wood-but I've always thought Hele was the prettiest name in the world you'Il forgive me?-and please te Parker there's no more copy and won be-I wouldn't grind ont another stie to save his immortal-she said-ah. never made a good trade-no-unless they can't come seven mile3-bot Fi finish" you. Skillett first; I know you I know nearly all of you. Now let' sing 'Annie Lisle'"- He lifted hi hand as if to beat the time for J chorus. "Oh, John, John!" cried Tom Mere dith, and sobbed outright "My boy my boy-old friend!" The cry of tb classmate was like that of a mother for it was his old idol and hero wh< lay helpless and broken before him. ******* Two pairs of carriage lamps sparkler in front of the hospital, in the earlies of the small hours, these subjoined t< two deep hooded phaetons, from ead "of which quickly descended a gent ie man withva beard, an air of emiaencj -and a small ominous black bbs. anc the air of eminence was justified. b\ the* "haste* with which Meredith nae sent for them and by their wide re pute. They arrived aimqst simulta neonsly and hastily shook hands as they made their way to the ward dowi the long hall and up the narrow corri dor. They bad a short conversation with the surgeon and a word with" lb? nurse, then turned the others out of th. room by a practiced innuendo of man ner. They stayed a tong time in th< room without opening the door. Meredith went out on the steps ami breathed the ecol night air. A slcndei taint of drugs huns everywhere abou: the building, and the almost impercep tibie permeation sickened bim. It wa? deadly, be thought. To him it was ir.; hued with a hideous portent of suffer lng. The lights in the little ward wer-, turned up. :H?d they seemed to shin - from a chamber of horrors, while he waited as a brother might have waited outside the inquisition, if indeed brother would have been allowed tv wait outside the inquisition. Alas, be had fotind John Harkless He had lost track of him as men some? times do lose track of their best be? loved, but it had always been a com fort to know that Harkless was some? where, a comfort without which he could hardly have got along. Like oth? ers, he had been waiting for John to turn up-on top. of course-he had such ability, ability for anything, and people would always care for him and believe in him so that he would be shoved ahead no matter how much he hung back himself: but Meredith had not .?\-??'eted him to turn up in Indiana. Ile remembered now hearing a man who had spent the day in Plattville on business speak of him: "They've got a : young fellow down there who'll be gov? ernor in a few years. He's a sort of dictator. Pams the party all over that part of the state to suit his own sweet will just by sheer personality. And there isn't a man in the district who wouldn't cheerfully lie down in the mud to let him pass over dry. It's that young Harkless, you knew. Owns the Herald, the paper that downed Mc Cune and smashed those imitation 'White Caps' in Carlow county." Ile had been struck by the coincidence of the name, but he had not dreamed that the Carlow Harkless was his friend until Helen's telegram had reached j him 'that evening. He shivered. His name was spoken from 'Within, and Horner came out on the steps with the two? eminent .sur: geons, and the latter favored him with .a few words which he did not under? stand. He did understand, however, what.Horner told him. Somehow the look of the sheriff's Sunday coat, wrin? kling forlornly from his broad, ? b?nt shoulders, was both touching and sol? emn. He said simply: "He's conscious and not out of his head. They're gone in to git his antemortem statement." And they re-entered th? ward. . Hark.less' eyes were bandaged. The lawyer was speaking to him. and a's .Horner went awkwardly toward the cot Warren said something indicative "John, is it you?' of the sheriffs presence, and the hand on the sheet made a formless motion which Horner understood, and he took the pale fingers in his own very gent? ly and then set them back. Smith turned toward Meredith, but the latter made a gesture which forbade the at? torney to speak to him and went to a corner and sat down, with his head in his hands. A sleepy young man had been brought im and he opened a notebook and shook a stylographic pen so that the ink might flow freely. The law? yer, briefly and with unlegal agitation, administered an oath, and then there was silence. "Now, Mr. Harkless, if yo? please," said Barrett insinuatingly, "if you feel like telling us as much as you can about it" He answered in a low, rather indis? tinct voice very deliberately, pausing before almost every word. It was easy work for the sleepy stenographer. "I understand. I don't want to go oft* my head again before I finish. If it were only for myself I should tell you nothing, because if I am to leave I should like it better if no one were punished. But that's a bad communi? ty over there. They are everlastingly worrying our people. They've always been a bother to us, and it's time it was stopped for good. I don't believe very much in punishment but you can't do a great deal of reforming with the Crossroaders unless you catch them young, before they're weaned. They wean them on whisky, you know. I realize you needn't have sworn me for me to tifi you this." . . Horner and Smith had started at the mention of the Crossroads, but they subdued their ejaculations, while Mr. Barrett looked as if he had known it. of course. The roon was still, save for the dim * voice and the soft tran scribings of the stylographic pen. "I left Judge Briscoe's and went west oh the.pike to a big tree.. It rained, and I stepped under the tree for shel? ter. There was a . man on-the other side of the fence-Bob Skillett. He was carrying his gown and hood-1 suppose it was that-ou his arm. Then I saw two.others a little farther east in the middle of the road. I think they had followed me from the Bris? coes* or near there. They had their foolish regalia on. as all the others had. There was plenty of lightning to sec. The two in the road were sim? ply standing there in the rain looking at rr? through the eyeholes in their masks. I knew there were others plenty-but I thought they were com? ing from behind me-the west. "I wanted to get horne-the court? house yard was good enough for me? so I started east toward town. I pass? ed the two gentlemen, and one fell down as I went by him. but the other fired a shot as a signal, and I got his hood off his face for it. I stopped long enough, and it was Forced John? son. I know him well. Then 1 ran. and they followed. A little ahead of me I saw six or eight of them spread across the read. I knew I'd have a time getting through, so I jumped the fence to cut across the fields. I lit in a swarm of them. It had rained them just where I jumped. I set my back to the fence, but one of the fellows in the road leaned over and smashed my head in. rather-with the butt of a gun, I believe. I came out from the fence, and they made a little circle around me. No one said anything. I saw they had ropes and saplings, and I didn't want that exactly, so I went in to them. I got a good many masks off before it was over, and I can swear to quite a number besides those I told you." He named the men slowly and care? fully. Then he went on: "I think they gave up the notion of whipping. We nil got into a bunch, and they couldn't get clear to shoot without bitting some of their own, and there was a lot of gouging and kicking. One fellow near? ly got my left eye, and I tried to tear him apart, and he screamed a pood deal. Once or twice I thought I might get away, but somebody hammered me over the head and face again, and I got ! dizzy, and then they all jumped away ? from me suddenly, and Bob Skillett J stepped up and-and shot me. Ile ! waited for a flurry of lightning, and I | was_slow timibling down. Someone else tired a shotgun. I think, I can't be sure, about.the same time from the side. I trie'd to get up. but I. couldn't, and then they got together for a con? sultation. The man I had hurt-I didn't recognize him-came and looked at me. He was nursing himself all over and groaned, and I laughed. I think; at any rate my arm.was lying stretched out onlhe grass, and he-stamped his heel into my hand, and after a little of that 1 quit feeling. "I'm not quite clear about, what hap? pened afterward. They went away not far. I think. There's an old shed., a cattle shelter, near there, and I think the storm drove them under it to wait for a slack. It seemed a long time. Sometimes I was conscious, sometimes I: wasn't. I .thought I might be drowned, but I suppose the rain was good for me. Then I remember being iii motion, being dragged and carried a iong way. They carried me up a steep, short slope and set me down near the top. I knew that was the railroad em? bankment, and I thought they meant to lay me across the track.- but it didn't occur to them-they are not familiar with melodrama-and a long time after that I felt and heard a great banging and rattling under me and all about me. and it came to me that they had disposed of me by hoisting me into an empty freight car. The odd part of it was that the car wasn't empty, for there were two men already in it. and I knew them by what they said to me. "They were the two shell men that cheated Hartley Bowlder, and they weren't vindictive. They even seem-rd to be trying to help me a little, though perhaps they were only stealing my clothes, and maybe they thought for them to do anything unpleasant would be superfluous. I could see that they thought I was done for and that they had been hiding in the car when I was put there. I asked them to i?y to call the trainmen for me. but they wouldn't listen or else I couldn't make myself un? derstood. That's all. The rest is a blur. I haven't known anything more until those surgeons were here. Please tel) me how long ago it happened. I shail not die. I think. There are a good many things I want to know about." He moved restlessly, and the nurse soothed him. Meredith rose and left the room with a noiseless step. He went out to the ^tars again and looked to them to check .the storm of rage and sorrow that buf? feted his besom. He understood lynch? ing, now the thing was home to him. and his feeling was no inspiration of a fear lest the law miscarry. It was the itch to get his own hand on the rope. Horner came out presently and whis? pered a long, broad, profound curse upon the men of the Crossroads, and Meredith's gratitude to him was keen. Barrett went away soon after, and Meredith had a strange, unreasonable desire to kick Barrett, possibly for his sergeant's sake. Warren Smith sat in the ward with the nurse and Gay. and the roora was very quiet. It was a long vigil. They were only waiting. At 5 o'clock he was still alive-just that. Smith came out to say. Meredith sent a telegram to Helen which would give Plattville the news that Harkless was found and was not yet gone from them. Horner left for the station to catch a train. There were things for him to do in Carlow. At noon Meredith sent a second telegram to Helen as bar? ren of detail as the first. He was alive; was a little improved. But this tele? gram did not reach her. for she was on the way to Rouen, and half of the pop? ulation of Carlow-at least so it seemed to the unhappy conductor of the acccm rnodoticn-was with her. They seemed to feel that they could camp in the hospital halls and corri? dors, and they were an incalculable worry to the authorities. More came on every train, and nearly all brought Howers and jelly and chickens for pre- | lhI set my back to thc fence" paring broth, and they insisted that the two latter delicacies be fed to the pa? tient at once. They were still in ig? norance of the truth about the Cross? roads and spent the day (it was Sun? day) partly in getting in the way of the attendants and partly in planning an assault upon the Rouen jail for the purpose of lynching Slattery in case Harkless' condition did not improve at , once. Those who had heard his state? ment kept close mouths until the story appeared in full in the Rouen papers on Monday morning. But by that time every member of the Crossroads White , Caps was lodged in the Rouen jail with Slattery. Horner and a heavily armed posse rode over to the muddy corners on Sunday night, and the sheriff dis- 1 covered that he might have taken thc 1 Skilletts and Johnsons single handed '< md unarmed. Their nerve was gone, rhey were shaken and afraid, and. to j employ a figure somewhat inappropri- -< ite to their sullen, glad surrender, they r fell upon his neck in their relief at finding the law touching them. They [md no wish to hear "John Brown's X Body" again. They wanted to get in- 1 side of a strong jail and to throwT them- 'J ?elves.on the mercy pf the court as soon as possible. And those whom' Harkless had not recognized made no delay-in giving themselves up. .They did .not . wish to remain in Si-x^riJiesrjg^^Bob Skillett. Force Johnson, and one.tw>iwo others needed the care of a physician badly, and one man was suffering from a severely wrenched back. Hor? ner had a train stopped at a crossing so that his prisoners need not be taken through Plattville, and he brought them all safely- io Rouen. It took nearly a week to persuade the people of Plattville that it was better1 for. ?hem to go home, and it was only the confidence inspired by the manner of the two .eminent surgeons (they iay in .wait at all hours to- interview these gentlemen) that did persuade them to return-this and the promise or two daily bulletins. As many of them said on their r? turrh Plattville didn't "feel like the same place." and a strange thing had hap? pened-for the first-time in five years the Carlow County Herald missed fire altogether. Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday passed. Mr. Fisbee only sat staring out of the dingy office win? dows with Parker in a demented si? lence. There was no Herald; there was no one to get it out In the Rouen hospital John Harkless feebly moved on his bed of pain. His constant delusion was that the uni? verse was a vast, white heated brass bell and he a point at the center of it. listening, listening for years, to the brazen hum it gave off and burning in hot waves of sound. Finally he came to what he would have considered a lucid interval had it not appeared that Helen Sherwood was whispering to Tom Meredith at the foot of his bed. This he knew to be a fictitious presentation of his fever, for was she not by this time away and away for foreign 'ands? And also Tom Meredith was a slim young thing and not a middle aged youth with an un? deniable stomach and a baldish head who by the preposterous necromancy of fever assumed a grotesque likeness of his old friend. He waved his hand to the figures, and they vanished like figments of a dream; but. all the same, the vision had been realistic enough for the lady to look exquisitely pretty. No one could help wishing to stay in a world which contained as charming a picture as that But the next uight Meredith waited hear his bedside, haggard and dishev? eled. Harkless had been lying in a long stupor. Suddenly he spoke, quite loudly, and the young surgeon. Gay, who leaned over him, remembered the words and the tone all his life. "Away-and away-across the wa? ters." said John Harkless. "She was here-once-in June." "What is it John?" whispered Mere? dith huskily. "You're feeling easier, aren't you?" And John smiled a little, as if. for the moment he saw and knew his old friend again. That same night a friend of Rodney McCuuo's sent a telegram from Rouen: "He is dying. His paper is dead. Your name goes before convention in September." (To Be Continued.) PICKPOCKETS ?? WORK. OPERATING OX THE TRAINS TO AND FROM COLUMBIA. Major Seale Touched for One Hun? dred and Ninety-five Dollars. Thief Captured and Now in Jail. From the Daily Item October 25. The crowded condition of the trains now running into Columbia with their hundreds of passengers carrying pockets full of money to spend at the State Fair, is too great a temptation to be resisted by the light-fingered gentryr, who ply their trade so effect? ively in large and crowded gather? ings. Some of them are so eager for their prey that they cannot restrain themselves long enough for their unwary victims to reach Columbia, and they are now successfully oper? ating on the trains running into Co- j lumbia. The supposition is that they ! leave the State capital on the early morning train and return on the spe? cial that leaves Sumter at 9:20 in the morning. County Supervisor Seale always goes to the State Fair and he was at the depot this morning preparing to leave with a comfortable roll of ?195 in his hip pocket. A trio of pickpockets had him spotted, and as he endeavored to board the train there was a man Oil the rear platform of the last coach pretending that he desired to disem? bark, while there were two more men behind Major Seale pushing UD against him in an apparent eagerness to get on the train. There was th: Major between the three of them, un? able to go either forward or back? ward. One man behind him kept constantly pushing so close to him that he turned around several times to advise him that there was plenty of time to board the train and that there was no necessity for crowding him. Having been forced to speak several times to the man, he took special notice of him. Major Seale finally got into the train and proceeded at once to rind i vacant seat. After he had reached :he last coach he felt for his nioner ? md discovered that it was gone. J He lost not time in leaving the train ind immediately looked up Officer c EVeeks, who was on duty at the depot. "Together they went in search of the nan whom Mr. Seale remembered as - he one who crowded against him .vhile trying to embark and when the } nan saw them approaching togeth er he ran to escape; hut.Major Seale; was too fhse.t of;foot for.hjm, and his neck was sqon ..in .the. tight grip of Major Seale^.hapd* Major told. him that he .had his money, and that . he could never leave Sumter without it, and about that time a gentleman rushed up andi said,. "Yes, hold him, I saw him whenc he put his hand, into your pocket" 'Seeing that he was trapped, the pickpocket said that he did riot have the money, and asked for time to look up the man who did. but his 'efforts-' to secure time were futile. He then, offered to pay Major Seale the amount, of his loss, and asked to be conducted to "a private place. He then took from his clothing a roll of $70 in bills, which Major Seale refused to accept in payment of his loss. He finally pulled two $100 bill's and turned them over. /"The Major then released him, but he was immediately nabbed by Officer Weeks who escorted him to jail to* await trial. Major Seale said that he would take keen delight in working him om the gang. A SHREWD TRICK. Today about ll o'clock Mr. A. J? Moses, Jr., was called to the long dis tance telephone by. some one in Co? lumbia. When he answered the cal? the man at the other end of the wire" without giving his name, asked him if he was the day clerk at the Jackson Hotel. Being answered in the affir? mative the following conversation ensued: "You say you are the day clerk?"" "Yes.' "Were you on duty yesterday?"" "Yes." "What is the name of the supervis? or of Sumter county? "Mr. Seale." "What are his initials? "W. H. Seale." "What is the name of the Sumter chief of police?" "Reb Bradford." The Columbia man then rang oflE" abruptly and Mr. Moses could not find out his name. His suspicions were aroused and he informed Chief Bradford of the occurrence. The sequel quickly followed. About an hour later Chief Bradford received! a telegram from Columbia addressed to "Reb" Bradford, chief of police, directing him to release the mars being held for picking the pocket of Mr. Seale at the depot this morning. And it was signed "W. H. Seale." The fact that the telegram was ad? dressed to "Reb" and not to J. IC Bradford was sufficient proof that it was not sent by Mr. Seale and also proof that one of the ? pickpocket's pals had tried to work a smooth*' shrewd trick on Chief Bradford. The man who called up Mr. Moses laid his plans shrewdly and obtained the in? formation he thought necessary to serve his purpose, but it failed to? work, and the pickpocket is still irs. jail. Council has increased the tax levy* for the town of Darlington from 9 to? lo mills on account of voting cut ot the dispensary. Those who voted" against "the great moral institution'- " of course knew or should have known that their taxes would be increased They did not look at the question from a business standpoint.-Dar? lington News. THE "BOSS" COTTON PRESS ! SIMPLEST. STRONGEST, BEST THE MURRAY GINNING SYSTEM Gins, Feeders. Condensers, Etc. G SB 3 ES MACHINERY CO. Columbia, S. C* Tiie Lanai ai lest Complete W???BA Mii Geo. S. Hacker & SOIF, co co e so co m CD -MANUFACTURERS OF DOORS, SASH, BUNDS* Moulding & Buildir , Material. ?fSceacd tvarerootus. King, opposite C&s non Street, CHARLESTON, S. C, Pnrch&s? our mske, wtr.cb we gaaraatt superior to any sold South, and thereby save money. lindow ana Fancy Glass a Sp?c&?B**"* October 16-o "*"^