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The Southerners.
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ou bis pillow, his bond thrown back,
.with bis mouth wide open, drinking,
air. The girl dropped Ills hand, rose
and stood over him, her hands stretched
out to him. Only the arm of the
old clergyman kept her from falling
across the bed. It seemed to her
afterward that she heard his voice
coming from far away, murmuring
broken words of consolation and
prayer, nut tnen she was only conscious
of the deathly figure writhing
before her. Over her head and about
her the guns wore shrieking now. The
rattle of the grapeshot, the scrcnmiug
of the shell, the ernshlng roar of caution
tilled the morning with hideous
sound. But above nil the noise In
some strange wny her faculties were
so attuned that she caught and heard
that faint, desperate struggle for
breath on the narrow bed before her.
l-'or five iniiiuteH, perhaps, it Continued,
growing faiuter und fainter; and then
it )Wt stopped. Thnnk/tiod!
In spite "of AVtr rWTnor outside, the
room seemed strangely silent. She
could hear her heart bent, or was It
nl>out to stop too?
"War, war!" she gasped out brokenly
at last, wringing her hands and
writhing In the old man's arms, "and
1 wished It! 1 weleomed it! With
Other Women 1 elicered them on. Now
We are paid. Oh, my l?oy, my boy!
My little brother, the last one! War,
War! And lie is out there!"
Oh, Peyton, Peyton, what power had
you over this woman's heart that even
nt this moment she could think of
you? She dropped upon her knees by
the lied and seized the lifeless hand of
her brother and laid her forehead upon
It, murmuring again and again, as if
she could not get away from the idea,
"War, war!"
u my u?nr, wnr in ternine," sntu
the old doctor, tenderly smoothing her
hair an It 6wept the coTcr and then
drnwlrg tor gently away. "But there
On the bed is peace nt last. Thank
CJod for It!"
They were not allowed to cherish
their grief alone or for long, however,
for as Dr. Bninpney spoke a body of
men crowded through the casemate
door. The casemate was In the curtain
which was protected by the water
battery and was probably the safest
place In the fort. For that reason
they had turned It into a hospital.
The men who entered it bore on n
rude stretcher n frightfully Injured
soldier, who had l?oen terribly torn by
sn exploding shell. And there were
other wounded and dying also that followed
hard upon the llrst in that hour
of battle. As she thought of that nft
srward they proved the salvation of
the woman. They gave her something
to do. Her mind was reeling under
the shock, hut she gave herself to the
Wounded, and that distracted her front
her grief. She did not forget?no, never
that?but In serving others she
found strength to hear her own burden.
There were so few who could he
spared fo look after the wounded, and
She and Dr. Bampney rendered good
service to the surgeon and his assistants.
' But when the battle was over and
the strain relaxed she had to take rogJtlrauee
again of that small l^viwh
figure under the white sheet covering
it from hend to foot, while she wondered
dimly if Boyd Peyton, too, had
l>oen sacrificed to the Insatiable war
god that ruled the land.
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! CHAPTER XXXVI.
%* ox
tiie end of tiie wiiie.
Shalf past 0 In the morning the
operator at headquarters In
Mobile was called up to receive
information that the
Federal fleet was at last about to attempt
to force nu entrance Into the
l?ay. The news was taken instantly to
the commaudlng general, who, knowing
her intense personal interest in the battle
in which her husband and two sons
;wore engaged, immediately dlsjmtelied
on orderly to Mrs. Peyton with the
pews. In a few moments Mrs. Peyton,
iwith Tink and Tempo, who had insisted
upon accompanying them, came into
the telegraph office.
' "Ob, what Is It, tleneral Maury? Is
there news?'' cried Mrs. Peyton as she
came into the room.
"Make way here, gentlemen," said
the general, forcing his way through
the crowd and coming toward the woman.
"My dear Mrs. Peyton," he
continued, "the enemy are about to engage
the forts and our naval force in
the bay."
r "Has the battle begun?"
! "Not yet, mndnn>. The fleet Is Just
coming within range. The monitors
arc leading, nnd they soeni to Ik? in
three columns. We will cret news ns
fast as it coincs in. There is a direct
wire between the fort ami headquarters
liere. (Jo within the railing. Mrs. Peyton,
and yon, Miss Pink. There are
rhnlrs there, and you will have a little
tnore room. We are so interested that
1 am afraid we might crowd you out
here," said the gonernl courteously.
Within Ihe railing and next to the
Operator tly? two women and the little
girl sat dowp. There was a window
looking to the south near them, which
(was open. As they settled themselves
to listen Temi?e, whose ear was of the
keenest, suddenly called out in her
shrill little voice, rising almost to a
per cam:
i "Don't you hear the guns? There!"
' Bhe pointed toward the open window
ALalieapoke. The room had la-en tilled
(With noise, which Immediately gave
place to alienee as everybody stopped
talking or moving to listen. Mrs. Peyton's
heart bent bo that she cotild bear
nothing. One or two officers thought
they could distinguish the sound, but
juost declared themselves unable to
bear anything. As tho child bad spoLlfaca.
tesrtxtt. Aba Km) looked up at
Costs Only 25 ccat
gg&gwSbor Mil 1ft MiU U C.
DR. C. J. MOWVETT-Dear Doctor:
to our little grand child ?d
were aim out magical, and certainly n
tee rrertmfft. lour* rcrwtr
Ukotc Blmhott Southern Mcthodlmt fat
the clock oil the wall. The bands
marked 0:47.
I Click-click, cllck-cllck-cllck, click
cue*, rnmeu tnc sounder on the table.
I The operator translated the message
verbally as the words were spelled out
by the key:
"Leading ? monitor ? opens ? fire.
Shells ? explode ? harmlessly ? over ?
fort. Garrison?at?quarters?ready.
Tien sa n t s?acts?as?a Id?to?G eneral?
r Feyton."
A deep* sigh broke from the Hps of
Mrs. Peyton at this confirmation of
the news. Tempe was right, then. She
had heard the two fifteen Inch guns of
the Tccuinsch. A murmur of conversation
broke out In the roon^ again, to
bo Instantly hushed at the calling of
the sounder: . .u
"Beverly?Annan?Just?died." "'v
"My brother," walled little Tempe
bitterly, burstlug Into the noisy tears
of childhood.
rink Peyton, herself nlinost heartbroken
for her lover as well as her father
and brothers, gathered the little
waif to her breast and strove to sooth?
her agitation. She would have given
worlds to have wept herself.
"Poor boy," said the general, taking
oft his hat; "poor lad! .Well, he died
like"?
"Click-click!" rang again from the
table.
"Fort?has?opened?fire?with?every?guu?that?bears.
General?Peyton
? freely? exposes ? himself ? on?
ramparts. M on I tors?close?to?fort.
Leading? monitor?hendine?toward?
Tennessee?which?with ? gunboats ?
standing?across?channel?heavily?
engaged. Two?of?our?men?killed.
Names?later. Leading?ships?firing?
Ithcll ? and ? shrapnel?point?blank ?
range. Monitor?approaching?Tennessee.
Firing?heavy?and?continuous."
The room was filled with such excitement
as has rarely been contained
within four walls. Distinctions of
rank were forgotten. Men crowded
around the operator seated before the
trembling key, their breath coming
quickly, their faces red or pale according
to their temperament, as the story
of the tremendous action thirty miles
away was clicked off in broken sentences
from the tenuous wire. It was
like holding a battle by a thread. That
long strip of copper put tlieni In touch
with it. It was alive. In their imagination
they could lienr and see as they
waited and listened eagerly for more
tidings from the front. Murmurs, mutterlngs,
ejaculations, broke from the
deep breathing men.
In the intervals between the messages
the room quivered and vibrated
with outward manifestations of the
fierce pent-up emotions possessing the
listening pbople, which seemed as If
they must break the walls, as they
burst from the hearts of the men and
women hanging upon the clicking key.
Rut when the rattling of the key
broke In upon those in the room, all
other noises died away, and they held
their breaths to listen. There were
many men In that room who would
have given all they possessed to have
been in the battle. Their desires as
well as their characteristics were Indl
cait-u in meir positions, In the way
they listened, In the looks that came
over their faces.
'Trending?monitor," clicked out the
wire?"believed?to ? be ? TecumseU?
Is?about?to?grapple?Tennessee. She
?has ? veered ? to ? port ? heading?
straight?for?the?torpedo?line. Ships
?are? a bout?to?engage."
There was another wait, followed
***itli feverish Impatience, then:
"Explosion?Just?taken?place. Can't
?see?011?account?of?smoke?whether?monitor?or?the?Tennessee."
() <Jod, those awful breaks, those
sinister silences, filled with forebodings
which drove one mad, especially
If one were a woman, a mother. The
Tennessee was Willis' ship. Merciful
Providence?could it have been?ah,
the wire again:
"Monitor?torpedoed. Sinks?with?
all?on?board. Tennessee - safe."
"Thank Hod, thank God!" murmured
the woman in great relief, forgetful
that for her thanks hundreds of others?
aye, mothers, too?would have to suffer
when they heard of the loss of the Tecumseli.
Once more the wire clicked.
"Enemy's?ehips?stopped. Swung?
around?opposite ? fort -two?hundred
?yards?away. Water?battery?doing
? fearful ? execution. Lending?shipBrooklyn?being?raked?with?every?
shot. Ships?in?huddle?In ? channel.
Bel love- t hey?are?ben ten!"
The room rang with cheers. Men t
jumped up and down like mad nml j
hugged each other like boys. lints
were waved. They shouted and danced j
Mn i >t.j inikih unvc (lone.
"Silence, gentlemen, pleasel" cried
the operator, "I? cun't hear the message."
"Ships ? pour?in?tremendous?fire,"
ran the message. "Shell?from?Hartford?
second?ship?I tearing ?admiral's
flag? strikes?parapet?near?commanding
officer."
Mrs. Peyton rose to her feet and
stopped forward. A deep groan hroko
front her lips. Now it was her lnishand.
Her daughter clasped her mother's
hand, ller lover, too, was l?y her
father's side. One of the officers
Btepped to the older woman and assisted
in supporting her.
"Walt, Mrs. Peyton; wait!" cried
General Maury, reassuringly. "I am
sure he has escaped."
"General -Peytou ? ell::btly? woundf
I
Cwn CMra-liftitto,
flfPlffv DrteDcsz-s'
IAJaMA I Children of Any Ago.
Digestion, Regulates
!SLW0IMl1Hi the Bowels, Strengthens
at Bjujilili Cm Child end Makes
s at mggnts, teething easy.
?l. MOfPmr, M. Dh ST. LOUIS, MO.
CWwntus, fie., Aug. 94, 1979,
We onw your TKtTMIlKA <Teething
th the hanpieot remits. The e/Tecto
sore mmtiofactory that* from any tit in a
flu, JOHKFH N. KKY,
ircJ*.) Faotor of St. Paul Church.
ed," clattered tlio Impassive "key,
"keeps?place?on?rampart. Channel
?covered?with?smoke. Hartford?appears?to?be?on?
fire. Fleet?Inhopeless
? confusion. Our ? gunnersmake?
fine?practice?on ? them. Rest
?of?fleet?close?up."
The woman was almost distracted.
There was no excitement, nothing
thrilling In the scene for her. I'lrst her
husband, then her boy on the Tennessee,
then ber boy on the Hartford in
that lildcous network of death and destruction,
In that awful hell of wnr.
Wherever she turned she was struck to
the heart. No matter who won or what
happened, she lost. It seemed as If her
whole being was there in the very center
of It all, as if every shot that .was
flred passed through her heart. She
had gone through some terrible experiences,
but this was the worst of all.
She could bear it no longer. Stop!
That awful wire was clicking ngnln!
"A?ship?disengages ? itself ? from
fight. Swings ? around ? Brooklyn ?
heads ? up ? channel. Fire ? of?gunboats?and
? Tennessee?concentrated
?on?it?alone. Bears?admiral's? blue
fin g. I mposslble?to?pa ss?except?over
?torpedo?line. Hartford ? approaching?the?line."
Another of those soul racking breaks.
Was the Hartford to meet the fate of
the monitor?
"Small?boat? flying?Union?flagobserved
? pulling ? between?ships?
and?fort. Purpose ? to?rescue? fewmonitor's?
men?surviving. General?
, Fcyton?orders ? gunners?not?to?fire
on?brave?fellows?saving?life."
What did she care for small boats or
anything but for that ship on which
her oldest son fought, now perhaps
right over those deadly torpedoes? Oh,
iwhy was that key silent? Didn't they
know it wns playing with a mother's
heart? The strain was killing her.
Unless it began again she should go
mad. She was trembling and shaking
like an aspen leaf. No one paid attention
to her, so eagerly Were they listening
"Hartford ? nearing ?torpedo?line.
Boyd?Peyton ? recognised?as?officer
?on?small ? boat. Can?scarcely?cs- 1
cape?between?fort?and?ships."
"Boyd! Boyd! It can't be!" screamed
the woman.
"He may be a traitor*-to-the south,"
cried one of the men, "but he's a brave
man, a hero!"
"Boat?picks?up?few?men. Turns
?back?to?ship. Right ? in?centerline?of?firing.
Not ? possible?to?escape.
Tennessee?running?for?Hartford.
Hartford?right?over?the?tor"?
The sounder stopped calling.
Mrs."Peyton, exhausted human nn!
ture at last giving way, sonk gently to
| the floor In her dainrhter's nt-ms
No more messages came over that
"wire. Tlitfy waited in great anxiety
for a minute or two and then the operator
strove to call up Fort Morgan. In
vain?the connection was broken. A
allot from the Iticliniond had demolished
the telegraph office, wounding
the brave operator, who had watched
I the lighting from a vacant embrasure
| whence lie telegraphed the news.
There was nothing to do in Mobile
but wait.
CHAPTER XXXVII.
IN* THE MKTAC'OlfET*S CUTTER.
WE left I?eytoii In the cutter of i
the Metacoinet. Oars were '
RSS3K broken out at once, Peyton
grasped the yoke lines in hiH
hand, the boat swept around under
the vigorous impetus of the stout (
arms, passed the stern of the Motn- |
comet, darted between the stern of ]
the Hartford and tlie bow of tlie Rich* t
inond, her next astern, ranged along ?
the starboard side of the llroffflyn and '
entered the zone of tire.
The roar of the discharge was absolutely
continuous. The air was j
tilled with shot and shell. The j
screaming was like the sound of a (
thousand temjicsts. The water all
about them was lashed in frotli^Vcrftfen
into foam by grapcsliot, canisber,
shrapnel and bits of iron from cxplod- <
lug sin 11. Close as they necessarily <
were to the ships, the tremendous
broadsides from the decks passed only i
a few feet above their heads. It was . ]
a situation to appnll the stoutest heart. i
They seemed to be floating on a sen 11
of boiling water canopied by a hgr%en( ]
of tire. Their position was one ^ ;#r- <
rible peril. One shot striking the little
boat and they would he lost. Between <
the triple cross lire from their otvn
whips, the fort and the Confederate <
squadron, it did not seem humanly
possible that they could escape. Peyton
had pulled about half the length
of the Hartford before he discovered i
that no flag was Hying. -?e? i
ITo ns Continued.]
The Giant Spider of Ceylon.
Far up In the mountains of Ceylon
there Is a gigantic spider which spins
a bright yellow web, each thrond being
almost as large and strong ns "buttonhole
twist" or embroidery floss. The
net which this creature forms from
these webs is often Ave to eight Ctfet ,
across. Jlils not Is swung on mainstays
or guys which are from ten to |
twenty-live feet in length and strong i
enough to call the pedestrian to a halt' i
ns suddenly ns If ho had encountered n 4
low hanging clothesline. These yellow '
webs are collected by the natives ns (
well ns by Dutch and English residents ,
and woven luto pretty mats, screens. J
etc. ? 1
The Limit.
Mr. Cribbs?Mrs. C., I have borne
with resignation?nay, even cheerfulness?antique
chairs that wnbbled, antique
clocks that were always thirteen
hours behind time, antique rugs that
some prehistoric Turks wove, antique
china, antique Ik>wIs, pans and kettles.
All this I have smiled at, but when you
give me antique eggs for breakfast I
draw the line, madam?I draw the line.
Tronblm and Joy*.
The trouble with most of us Is that
our Joys seem to sink out of sight In
some Inner quagmire, and our pains
seem to take root on the thinnest soil
and flourish like the proverbial green
bay tree. What Is the matter with us
that a little Irritation today can wipe
out in a moment all the recollection of
yesterday's glory?
Throughout every part of my career
I have felt pinched and hampered by
my own ignorance.?Sir Walter Scott.
From A Cat Scratch
On the arm to the worst sort of a burn,
sore or boil, DeWitt's Witch Hazol
Salve is a quick cure. In buying Witch
Hazel Salve.be particular to get DeWitt's
This is the salve that heals without leaving
a scar. A specific for blind, bleeding,
itching and protruding piles.
Sold by F. C. Duke.
Mythical Creatures of Japan.
The Japanese believe In more mythlcnl
creatures than any other people on
the globe, civilized or savage. Among
them are mythical animals without
any remarkable peculiarities of conformat
Ion, but gifted with supernatural
attributes, such as a tiger which is
said to live to be a thousand years old
and to turn as white as a polar bonr.
They also believe In a multitude of animals
distinguished mainly by their
monstrous size or by the multiplication
of their members.
Among these are serpents 800 feet
long and largo enough to swallow an
elephant, foxes with eight legs, mon
keys with four ears, flslics witli ton
heads attached to one l>ody, the flesh
of which Is a cure for bolls. They also
believe in the existence of a crane
which, after it has readied the ago of
GOO years, lias no need of any sustenance
except water.
A hittle Early Riser
now and then, at bedtime will cure constipation,
billiousness and liver troubles.
DeWitt's Little Eaily Risers are the
famous little pills that cure by arousing
the secretions, moving the bowelp gently
yet effectually, and giving such tone and
strength to the glands of the stomach
and liver that the cause of the trouble
is entirely removed, nnd if their use is
continued for a few days, there will be
no return of the complaint. Sqld by F.
C. Duke.
"Practical" Arithmetic.
A teacher who was trying to Instruct
her class about the mysteries ef addition
nnd subtraction explained that one
could not subtract or add unless the
numbers were of the same denomination
when a little girl said:
"Teacher, can't you take six peaches
from four trees?"?Little Chronicle.
la a Minor Ker.
Hearty Friend (meeting operatic composer)?Hello,
old man! How are you?
Haven't seen you for an age! What's
your latest composition?
Impecunious Musician (gloomily) With
my creditors.?Funch.
Vinnlly the >Vajr.
Mamie?She Is trying to keep her
marriage a secret.
Maud?How do you know?
"She told me so."?Baltimore World.
The Wastes of the Body,
Every seven days the blood, muscles
and bones of a man of average size loses
two pounds of wornout tissue. This
waste cannot be replenished and the
health and strength kept up without
perfect digestion. When the stomach
and digestive organs fail to perform
their functions, the strength lets down,
health gives way. and disease sets up.
Kodol Dyspepsia Cure enables the
stomach and digestive organs so digest
md assimilate all of the wholesome
rood that may be eaten into the kind of
>lood that rebuilds the tissues and protects
the health and strength of the
nind and body. Kodol cures Indiges,ion,Dyspepsia
and all stomach troubles.
It is an ideal spring tonic. Sold by F.
J. Duke.
An Architectural Cariosity,
There nre many churches throughout
England which are without tower
or spire, but there nre few churches
which can lionst of having a tower and
spire side by side. One of these Is the
parish church of Ormskirk In Lancashire.
The tower Is built over the
|H>rcli at the west end, and ttie spire Is
placed as closely as possible to It. The
origin of this architectural freak has
not been ascertained, but there Is a tradition
to the ofToct that when Orme,
the Saxon pirate from whom the town
derives Its name, decided to construct
a kirk, or cliureh, as an expiatory offering
for his evil deeds his two daughters
quarreled over the design for the
structure. One determined to linvc n
toner, the other was equally resolved
to hare n steeple.
As neither of them would give way
the pirate chief acceded to both their
wishes, and the curious may sec the
tower and spire still keeping watch
side by side on the surrounding eounlry"
I
The X- Kay a.
Decent experiments by practical tests
ind examination with'the aid of the
X-Itays, establish it as a fact that Lai&rrh
of the Stomach is not a disease of
itself, hot that it results from repeated
ittacks of indigestion. "Jlow Can I <
Jure My Indigestion?" Kodol Pvspop-' |
da Cure is curing thousands. It will ,
aire your indigestion and dyspepsia, ,
ind prevent or cure Catarrh of the
jtomach. Kodol digests what you
;at?makes the stomach sweet. Sold
F. C. Duke.
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Crown and Bridge
Work a Speoialty.
,"siepping Slows
\ \ The soccESsr
i jfr* fertilizes hi
.The Virgkua^Carol
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' w CHAr?LE8TON^8. C.
Health
" For 25 years I have never
missed taking Ayer's Sarsaparilla
every spring. It cleanses my
blood, makes me feel strong, and
does me good in every way."
John P. Hodnette, Brooklyn, N. Y.
Pure and rich blood
carries new life to every,
part of the body. You
are invlnnrataH
? w ... . i vuvoiivy*
You feel anxious to be
active. You become strong, ,
steady,courageous. That s
what Ayer's Sarsaparilla
will do for you.
Ask yonr doctor what ho tblnka of thhi
grand ohl family medicine. Follow hi*
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Ayer's Pills sid the Sarssparilts ]
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An tahnpi))' SnRRritlon.
Miss Young thy us?And wlint would
you sny, George, If I were to tell yotsI
didn't believe one word yon sny regarding
the lasting .qualities of your
affection? (
George?I would sny that you are far
too wise for any ordinary man to marry.
Good by .?Baltimore American. ;
The Complnlnlnjc Passcaasr.
"That man," said the Guilford avenue
conductor, "is as inconsistent as he
is ungrateful."
"Why, what is the matter now?" #
"Why, t'other day lie made a big kick
because lie bad to bang on n strap, and
now lie's growling because be can't
lind n strap."?Baltimore News.
4
They Differ Much.
A sen ni?Say, a "bibliophile" and/ a
"litterateur" are tlic same, aren't they-?
Newltt? Not much! A bibliophile -la
most pleased with first editions, but a
litterateur struggles to achieve twentyfifth
or fiftieth editions.?Philadelphia
Tress.
If every man's mind was geared to
work a little faster than his tongue,
many rash things would be left unsakl.
?Philadelphia Telegraph.
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The U-Need-A Steam laundry.
All garments. linens, etc... are thoroughly
dried before being l&Huled for
dstivery and can te fmt ttrlnMMdiate
use when received Without fbar of damp- "
nees. We do all classes of laundering
and do all well.
U-Need-a Steam Launory
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In New Quarters
Having moved to my new stand,
and got everything in ship shape, I
am prepared to attend to yonr needs
in the line of watches, Jewelry and
repairing. Give me a call.
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r. u. i rviier,
Williamson's Old Stand.
41- . ;
BRICK! BRICK!' BRICKltl
Fbr'eale in atty
1 quantity.
The Rodger Brick Works.
FOR SALE CHEAP
One 15 II. P. Boiler and Engine (detached)
one Brick Maching, 20,000
daily capacity.
The Rodger Brick Wftrks.
25-tf
' rLIPPINCOTTS
MONTHLY MAGAZINE
FAMILY LIBRARY
TOE BEST IN CURRENT LITERATURE
12 COMPLtCTB NOVKLS YKARLY
MANY SHOUT STORIES AND
PAPERS ON Tin??v
..nuut lUl'lUS'
$-2.60 per year; 25 cts. a copy
NO CONTINUED STORIEd
every number complete in itselfi
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Life and Accident Insurance. >r>
The Aetna Life Insurance write*
peliclea not only for Life Indemnity,,
but also policies that protect you la
case of accident or sickness.
only Old Line Company In the United*
States to do this. Rates are renj^'
reasonable. This oompany Is wQ*
known and comment Is unnecessaryI
am representing the above Com*
pany and will be pleased to call ew
any one wishing insurance. Writer
me at Carlisle, B. O.
I&4I W. F. Bates, Agent^