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m n 171 FTwT A \l #IIf 'Pno one Oil Mill, I fj ftj ?3 J I *. I H B i I M/H ??j ^ Mill, another buildiug, Gold Mmacturing Con- B BH ? Si B Hun P. B B H/ B HI. lug, Famous Mineral Spring*, VrWor^iiZ W ? 1 1 'J IJ 1 I Vf _ 1 F I II 1 1 ky? Tax.lAevuIue in and outoftoym illation 7,000. ^ - H ^ *- * W -* * - -# M ^ $5,000,000. 10 13. ^ UNION, SOUTH CAROLINA, FRIDAY, MARCH 95, 1904. $1.00 A YEAR: 'J" - BEST S ' : ? " v ? * '" ^ .To those who oast their lot promise our w v- * service. i'Jk:. . Wm. 'A. NICHOLSOf .: , ; ?. ^ - ? I iwuy a 8 Iv H S I] WJmilJ> DONALD* K I *?- . I Copyright, K02, by est yi I Charles W. Ilooke ~^r , > , ' J 1 f...,., .? ?n. ' Kelvin sowed the air with his liuger. "That doesn't explain the finish of Mr. Gillespie," said he. - i "But don't you sec," cried Donald In agony. "Nothing can explain that. It's lack, luck. It's mere chance. It was certain to come some time. I was playing with fire." - . r "You play" with it too blasted well to uit me," said Kelvin, with decision. "Now. Mr. Harrington," lie continued, ."you understand that I didn't know anything about Jim Dunn except thai there was a string on him and that t **"* ' ? Kim a wn v frnn liuie money wuuiu *?i' ??? """" this meeting. I knew nothing nbou the robbery. That's flat. I'm no oversqueomlBb. but I dou t make r<irt uerships vrltli thieves. In the firs ' place. It Is not safe.", ' "I'll take yaur?word for It, Mr. Kei vin," said I. * ;, v ^ *T * DONALDSON, Donald and I rode" back to Tunbridge in a car of our own behind a switch engine. During the ride Donald gave us n complete statement of his motives and conduct. There is no doubt that lie told the truth as he saw it. "If you could understand the agonies that I've suffered," he pleaded. "you would forgive me. You promised to do it any bow." "I have no Idea of going back upon that promise." said I. "But what have I to forgive? I cannot believe that you have Intentionally deceived me." "Yes. I have." be insisted. "I've been trying to He without lying and to tell the truth' Vvithout telling it. That's, the worst kind of deception. I wish I could lotfk back upon one good, honest, downright lie." "Well." said I. with a smile, "you told me that you were making use of a power not possessed by the generality of mankind. Understand me. 1 stiil believe that in spite of what yor said to Mr. Kelvin. Otherwise I cannot account for your knowledge of the exact language used In conversations which syofi did not hear and which could not have been reported to you, not to mention any other phases of this mystery/ "It's true," he groaned, "and that's the worst of It. There!" he cried suddenly, pointing through the window of the car which had no. _ been drawn out of the station. "Can you tell me what those two men are talking about?" "Certainly not," I replied. "I can," said he. "The taller man is trying to sell the other a horse. I could describe the horse, which I have never seen, not as he exists probably, but as the man who is trying to sell him has described him. Wouldn't that seem like a miracle?" "It would have that flavor," I ad mitted. "I know what ho Is saying by the motion of his lips," said Donald. "I j iiuve icnrneu 10 uo u. i got tne idea from Tim Ilealy. You know that he was deaf for years when he was young, and he acquired the power then. I am not very expert, but Tim is n wonder. When I said that there was somebody in Tunbrhlge who war a thousand times more miraculous tb' I am, I meant Tim. lie never ineri- , tlons it to any one except me." I , A shudder ran through ine at the | thought of Jim Bunn having been at- , tended throughout ids struggles and | his downfall by such a companion. 0 Bonn's lips, as I have said, were al- ? ways in motion. His desk was direct- s !y opposite Ilealy's, and for little Tim f the experience must have been like lis fi , tening to the voice of another man's j \ conscience. 0 \ "I^et me tell tlio wliolo story," said p \ Donald. "You can't imagine what a \ relief It will be to me. The first know!- p \ edge that I had of any trouble here \ was in -the spring, when Tin) Henly ? 3JF ** FRVICE#v/'V may wish to with us, we very best I & SON, Bankers, j *"7 i -,g a True Hccerd and Explanation cf the Seven i Mysteries Now Associated With His Name In i the Public Mind, and of an [ iqhth, | Wnich Is the Key of the Seven ' | iON, JR. By HOWARD FIELDING >-?- I'l |||||'||-?'|?'H '? ! ? I I ? .? wrote to me tiuit Carl Archer much m> father null was trying to injure him. '"Ho waMw up and down in Mr. liar rington's room when there's no oik else there/ wrote Tim. 'and he talk to himself. I can see him through tli gkiBS pnrtitipu. lint lie can't see me, 1 ?c cause thcBjA a relleetlon from tha side. Pvcteen him swear that lie' , do your father up. I don't know hoi he thinks lie's going to manage it. bv that's what he says.' '< "I didn't know what to make of i I and I wrote back to Ilealy to keep h t eyes open.. He told mo souic thine , ! that nren't worth mentioning now, bi II they made me sure that he was n< t j mistaken. Now, uncle, could I telljyc .' that? Oould I tell my father? T1 t couldn't prove anything "He thoug! that If It'Ayere told he'd merely nlal I. aq eneny^ of Mr. Archer and do i ' -Jljwte/] a while Tim wrote CM Jh CoaUiiR. b tlv - iri^'rU- lu^? niuehdrou! K ts\j Fhillips, who some weeks ^^^Aand badly mangled in the JM ^^^BUniou Cotton Mills, died HlBbiijily was sent tp l'acolet v.-H!)- vr gr_ ^ Carl aiuj you and mj^Wtner that tie did not dare to take any action. Carl was making promises to him and holding liini in check. "Finally Tim told me that you had $40,000 in the safe in your room and that Mr. Bunn had made up his mind to steal it. That was Tim's greatest mistake. Mr. Runn had already stolen It, by changing the packages, and it was hidden in the letter file, but Tim did' not succeed in catching that fact. He told me that, considering how Carl felt toward my father, there might be serious trouble if that money should be missing while my father was so burdened with this llnrbrook I.niul company. I thought that that was a more scare. I never dreamed that Carl could really do such a thing. However, 1 made up my mind to conic home and tell you. "jnil wnen I go; hero I uidn't know what to do. You v. :!l remember that I asked you whether you vrro surrounded by trustworthy |?n;;:!cf and what you said to nie that night about Mr. Hunn and t'nrl simply drove nie to despair. I couldn't make accusations against tlicm upon the evidence of what Healy had seen tlicm say. He begged mo not to do so. lie told me that the two men would stand together against him and tuat it would lie his ruin; you'd never have any confidence In him again. "Well,'.' " i, wed, with a sob, "1 went ' j you, uncle, and said that I was KOing to make a fool of myself, and It's certain that I have kept my word. I ought to have told my father, and I tried to do it, f it as soon as 1 hintc that there wa anything wrong with Carl I saw that ho was as strongly prejudiced as you were. And, as for liy mother, I couldn't tell her lialf the truth or ask lier to believe what was so bad that I couldn't believe it myself?I really couldn't. "Now, there's something in my chnricter that is going to be rooted out of t. There is a tendency to think of rickery as n resource when I am jfird pressed. In games, while I nin lltf T linvn .. ....l.^lw ~l ft v Y/.uk the other fellow. But I /gainst this fault, and I am going jht harder. i this emergency I fell back upon n.? besetting syn. Of course I have nlvnys known that you believed nio to >0 a queer boy with a certain superintural gift. Why, it seems to me that found it out before I was five years ild! It used to make me miserable and j shamed years ago, and I never would I ay anything about It except to deny hat I was different from others. Yet ometimes this deep seated Influence n me would boll up, and I would go nt and fool somebody just to get the hlng off my mind." At this Donaldson dropped his head uto his luinds and groaned. "I know It's pretty bad, father," said >onnld. "You have a perfect, right to i k * s~Sis. " l>o ashamed of nie. And, oh, my mother! What shall I say to her? Rut I mustn't think of It. Let me pet on with my confession. How many tricks have I played?" This was probably not intended for a question, and yet I answered it. Singularly enough, my answer coincided with the general view as it was expressed in the long continued public discussion that followed, both in and out of print "There are seven chief mysteries here, as I see the case," said I, counting them otr on my lingers. "There's the matter of the expected robber, the (hiding of the diamond collar, the exposure of Gillespie, the matter of Walmslcy's hand, the prediction of the vote, the disclosures regarding .Tim Run 11 and the prediction of Gillespie's death." "Don't, don't!" cried Donald. "I ncv- I er meant to predict his death. I've said so over and over again. I had no more idea that he was going to die than I had that I was going to die. I meant just what I said?that if lie didn't speak then he'd never have the chance. Coincidence can always lie counted upon except when you want it . right aivny. Wait, and it will always come. "As to the robber. I made up any sort of story that would make you watch the safe. Ilealy gave me a description of the packages. lie had seen you put them away. I thought that the money was still in tliem, and I hoped that you would scare Bunn away or catch him if he was really planning such a crime. I happened to have seen ^ William Ilackett in New York, and I ^ knew how his looks had changed. I Riiw in that a chance to impress you, uncle, nnd I had iniule up my mind * that you must come to believe iuor( and more strongly In my powers in or N dor that you would finally take 1113 lt word against Carl Archer's. Later, o course. I did nil that I could to impres: ^ Mr. Itunn. I Jpst worked 011 his feel is lugs. I dragged him up to Mr. Kel '* vin's that night. I did everything t Increase his superstition so that h 5t would eventually be afraid of me an >u confess to me and obey me, as he sul * acqueutly did." "Thank heaven!" I Interjected. "As to Gillespie," continued .Dtnalc 10 "he-was brought opt here first by Car who by that time l*ad Mr. Buxun con at pletely io power and was afrai Wat I ml =rht shake the hnldv- Ca n-lm' 1 '' ho .worst c-?e o<j more more ( ;.v's Hoys" Concert. Swt ~ demai "y>^ight. potato U.,i ~ Jnte lug t J .&,<no j. 777 I secret, whether I was aware'tfiat he was plotting to drive your business into the trust so that lie might be made the manager of the concern and exorcise a spurious generosity toward my father. "Tim Iloaly saw a conversation between Gillespie and Carl in your room, and that lot nie into the whole truth about Gillespie and about the light that would be made for the control of the branch road. I frightened him away the first time by having Ilealy tell him tli't he had received a telephone message from a Princr. m friend of mine saving he'd be in T>-: bridge by the 3:30 train. \\ "'If you see young Mr. Donaldson at the house, professor.' said Ilealy. 'will you give him this message?' "The bogus professor was in no position to meet a man from Prlneoton. You have heard me tell the story of Waliusloy's hand. The prediction of the vote was made merely to impress Bunn and. was founded on the plan which I had made to win Thorndyko over and force Carl to vote openly with Kelvin. Bemeinher that Tim and I knew some of Buun's most secret thoughts; that we caught many conversations between the different parties to tills plot, and you will see nothing i mysterious in what I did. 1 was as- 1 sisted, however, by inferences and by j1 hard thinking in two matters?the J! finding of the deed and the trick by 1 which Carl smuggled the stolen money into that package of papers. It was 5 really there. I took it out while your > handbag containing the papers was at -1 the house that noon. That's all, uncle; ? that's the whole story." if Now, it will be admitted, of course, ? that here is n rntmnni ^ vA^iananuu VI the whole matter If we ascribe Don- 1 aid's seeming prediction of Gillespie's ' death to coincidence, but I own that my opinion, like Mr. Kelvin's, Is entire- c ly unshaken. T lvlleve that Donald o used mater' : : :enus when he could get ?' them and that when he couldn't he h bridged the gap with psychic power. :l Donaldson does not agree with me In h this. ft "The power that you have, Donald," if pnhl he when the story had been told a upon the train, "Is the sad power of >t: deception. You had It as a child, lu Though your heart Is honest, you run jv to trickery as to your natural weapon, iti It Is a fault that you must break." ie; "I have sworn to do It, father," said H Donald. "Amv Kolvin nrwl t i,o?a *?ii. % ^ mmv* * ?i?* ? v laiiv- I od It over. Rhe knew thnt I would eon-| fens everything today, even her owhjir shnro, and 1 have promised her thatte never again in my life, for any con-fot eeivable purpose, will I descend to the.ng smallest deception." D "You'll llnd thnt rather hard to livo|,o, up to, Don," said I, "especially In busi ng ness. Hut I commend j'our resolution.mn The harder it is to do the more It'svi worth doing." pRt "By the way," said Donaldson, after lt| ' I * I a -pause, "wliat are you going to uo with Bunn?" "Forgive him," 1 replied. 'It's a wrench, hut I'm going to do it. Thorndyke's looking out Jor hiiu now." "And. Archer?" "Let him take his goods out of nty house," said I. "It's all I'll ask of hint. This has heon n.trying day," 1 added. "I'm gtnd that it Is drawing to a close." "There is one more thing to do," said Donaldson gloomily as we rose to leave the train. CHAPTER XIX. a lesson in lirukdity. WHEN Ave cante up to ni\ grounds, ave fonnd Dorothy by the gate with Amy Kol via. Donald shuddered a the thought of facing his mother, lm lie bra ceil himself for the ordeal. "Mother, dear." said lie, "I'm not fi to look you in the eyes. I'm a fak< and a fraud, but I'll never do it again Even if I had not already resolved, tlii awful thing today avouki have cure me." "You mean that man's death?" sai Dorothy. aviio had heard of it froi Amy. "Don't lake it too niueh to heart. "It will go all over the world," sai Donald, with a great sob, "and you Avi all be ashamed of me." At this, very much to w.v surpris pretty Miss Kelvin seized Donald hand and kissed it. "I couldn't help it, Mrs. Donaldson she said, blushing lier.v red and loo ing very much seared. "He is so n ha ppy." "My son is a very lucky hoy," sa Dorothy, with her arm around the gi "IIo has no riirht to ho unhappy." , Amy kissed lsor impulsively. Th I she luracil away. ; "If you're not ashamed to he so with mo," said Donald, "I'd like 7 walk over to The Kims with you. I f perhaps that's forbidden by your p s cute." "My patents do not Room to lie in p feet harmony oil the subject," f. t Amy. "I think I'll mind my mot! < ^rouit lure to our jrate and lay fall d fl'OUl the pate to the house." ?- "I"think that's fate." said Dorol softly as the two you tip people waii fttyny. "IIo will hrluir her to us sc J* ; ^ **" ! with an army at his hack ng3 ar< y with many new dr 4^" our town willle "ity like than at present. et potatoes for seed are in great id in this neighborhood caused by /ri iv m.oi.i ...T juiu wo shall love her and } pre i of her. But what did he 1 can ; calling himself such hard ( lines Was?hasn't any of?of it been ( ?nuin " Donalson groaned from his heart. "Dor liy," he cried, "there is just c ic se< jt that I have never been able i conl,s to you in all.these years. I = >lieve hat it has made me old?the ^ lrden f it?and that it has whitened y liai Dorothy, if our son is a fake ul a iiud he is therein ids father's n. I in a fake and a fraud. Mr. orrintui, I won your notice long o an your friendship, and I have ed ii 'our house all these years upthe sis of a lie. I am no psychic; 1 nevejwas. It was all the merest t cker C 'Let ? got this off my mind at last," con ued. "You remember the old >ry <lho message from Japan. It is p fraud.. Do you recall the me < loo Vinal? ***~ ?.r. mo man ^ 10 tolhis confession all the way to inn t lie might right the wrong ich 1 been (lone to Ilenr.v. Re- : ?en brother and Mrs. VInal there 1 ark n love which never led to B< nsgrton. lie told nie upon his lor It from the day when this ? flri-cognlr.cd by them both they or slcach other. She was wholly nnglfroi^ her husband, though 7 llvpniler the same roof. < iVhejcnry went away, he wrote : Irs. nl. She was always inform- pr( of Iry's whereabouts, and her bnn(lcw this?he and I and no elso was well aware that my J her I In Japan. lie had written } ; letlof description to Mrs. VI- 1 nndld read them and had seen rs,ov togra which lie sent her. It J frobem that I described the ti a anl view from the window. i ' knef her efforts to make her I ?and|t the wrong to which he I bec^arty, I. knew of VioaVa } ! I * I WES AR (TO i OUR resources are not fab' on earth, nor do we d BUT we are here among tli ample means for all enough to take careo WE COAIE, backed up bv a good r made irreproachable WE ARE here to stay and we s accommodation consi Interest Paid on flerchants and Plat t depart',-re and where he was going ' The vessel i 1 which lie sailed fron e San Francisco was a tramp steamer ' but she was a very fast boat, and sin s was going direct. I knew when sir l' was due, and as the day approached became very nervous, d "Then earn - that plan of Henry' J) friends to search for him. I could no lot them waste their money and thei time. I eoull not tell them wlij " Thence resulted all my conduct. T ha some little fa dish reputation for my tcrious power.-, and I played upon i s That day in the restaurant while tl search for Henry was being disctisst T saw in the paper a report of the vc sol that had curried Vlnal. 1 guess* n* that he must he almost at that vei hour in my tn-'d her's house, and , course 1 Uneiy what he would do thei 1 ' "That was a harmless and pardor hie fraud. Mr. Harrington." lie ec on Miinoil. "cnninnrrd to the on? whlcfc oil Plood upon yon. ! had tho exci: lo (>^ sb'e'ding tlio name < f ;i goo:l worn tut coidu"t riltrlit lie misund ar- Hut with you it was sheer s !nt?r< sf nnd rless ! lpulse. I w or. '',?i era to with e'ren instances. Y lid 'vo?i! | lake me . ? a psychic, and j l,rl. <?;.Mn't lake me any other way. 1 [10r :>ie rush over this. When I protein o 'feeP Dr. Whiting behind me, Ll,v heard his voice i:i the hall, and wl ;od ' turned arouad afti r playing my tr )mo and didn't see h!:n I thought tha ?vas lost. But fate saved me. "As for toy knowledge of wlmtjt In your mind. Mr. Harrington, the pertinent in heredity. I was In fori by Whiting." S. '.'made ulnar"! r,?w'S, .Wui'J.l'PD- . * llhtLlloov in onfe-V t^j A Married Woe I I J"""1"**:., ? I 'low simple II,.... / said. "Certalniv v ' n"? .ire," j,( I b?t you loaned iiln,?,", l,0ver to,<I him I might study the rer' J" dinry t,i;|t In I mar "?tPS nl,0,!f Hie 1? ?VUO 111,0,1 | mating two psvehiiw .rpo*"'bM,ty of I Psychic girl? j ' ' '*ook out f?r ? I be wariiL .!::'0 J" letter in .in- oi your visit. 'I think they've got one ami will try to make a niateh.' l?enr little Dorothy! To think that I never suspected her of I belli# the wonder worker! Hut many a time since then I liave felt her power guiding me, for she still has it, though she will not say so. Indeed, 1 cannot believe that our son lacks some inheritance of this mysterious force from his mother"? "Oh, deacon, how delicious!" ex-! ( claimed Dorothy, who had stood like a statue, with clasped hands, during all this recital. "Have you really believed in me? But why not? 1 have always Relieved in you, ami my on.y doubt of Don was based upon the knowledge that I myself was the thinnest of vain lelusions. Donald, dearest, I never lared to tell you. "Dear old Uncle John, uncle in gener1 to all of us and best of benefactors, an you ever forgive me? I can't tell ou all; I can't speak ill of my aunt, UNCLE BY CHARLES CL Dur readers will be pleased to know his charminnr b oiuiy oi JNew Englanc iritics all over tbe country. COMMENTS OF ' HEW ENGLAND PAPERS prlngfield Sunday Republican Dei A hearty and truthful tale of New Rngland character In Its heat qualities of I sturdy purpose, honest simplicity, and a certain trait which one might term oan "swt etnesa at the core." 1 aston Beacon ? Uncle Terry himself is a genuine crea- is tlon, and his humor and shrewd phi- _ . losophy are a constant delight. 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(and haloed idie was driven to it; but when 1 t'.rst hei.uo to help her with mysteries i thought her a most e wonderful psychic and that the only R deception was in making the re vela lions through me. Why, she lind correspondents all over the country. I did s not know it till after her death. There ^ was a perfect network of fraud. Those r people wrote to each other. They gnth>* eretl the complete family history of evd cry investigator anil?and crank. You'd b- be ainn/.ed at the things that my aunt t. knew?things that were all done in an ie orderly record among her papers. k! "I did not know this till after her s- death, and of course I had no suspih1 cion that she was taking money for ry her exhibitions, that she lived ttpon of them. It was among her letters that I e. found your name and Mr. Hackett's 1a- and the fact that you were trying to m- find a Mr. Donald Donaldson, whose i I name you had in.t yet learned. That ise letter came after my aunt s ueu'.h an "And I was desperate, Mr. llarringer ton. I did not know which way to elf turn. When you mentioned a teacher's as work to me, I was insane with fear on that yon would not choose me, and so? 'ou and so I played that awful trick"? [,et The tears were streaming down the led dear face that I have loved so tenderly ' j for so many years. She is the child of len niy soul. I took her Into my arms and jck kissed her upon the brow, t i "The facts seem to be," said Donaldson, looking very queer, "that your experiment In heredity has succeeded iV0S ueyotiu the wildest dreams. You have cx" brought together two persons having a ned peculiar and wretched gift of deeep ,as"placed ? .UWS.it t, i as pwuu a. oiMiaI(Ma^j v~* T " *"" * 'ubWjnii .viewer ."TwSr'i"" """"""n" v...... vettain teinntatirt,. *kJ . '.I Hit* ..... .-;i 1110 in ouch instance. To them 1 was horn a son who was brought to face a similar situation, with a result that must be called inevitable. Hut at heart," he added, the boy is pure gold, as his mother Is, and I am proud of him." lie looked around defiantly, as if I there had been some one to deny the just ice of his claim. "He's the finest boy that ever lived," said I. And then, with an old man's persistence in a long cherished opinion: "And, moreover, there's a tremendous lot in this matter that none of you has explained. I believe, upon my soul, that you are psychics, all of you!" TIIE END. The Important Thing, "IIow do you like your new girl?" "Oh, that is immaterial. I wish you rould pump her and see how she likes M?." Keeps Us Out of Mischief, Perhaps to waste our tlmo Is wrong, But also this is true: If we wore busy right along What mischief we might do! TERRY .ARK MUNN that we are going to publish 1 life which has captured the THE PRESS OTHER PAPERS ivcr Times Jncle Terry is a New England David iarum. 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