The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, March 25, 1904, Image 1
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. TOle
itlonal Magazine, Boston t.
Uncle Terry himself is a character that 8p
one falls in love with from the opening fn
chapter * * and the story well deserves
the general popularity it has at- Balti
tained. TJi
>vidence News liei
Aside from the interest of the book for 34. p,
Its faithful and interesting character
sketches, there is a substantial and on- ,; >
grossing mystery and a strong love plot J "
which commands the reader's romantic ind
nterest. u?<
/ Haven Journal-Courier '
'he book has u distinctive charm and Is*?
Iterary value of its own and will merit. Peo
tie evident success which is in store thet
>r it. plea
UNCLE TERRY WILL BEGIN ft
I3NT IT
5TAY.)
nlous, we haven't the largest hank
o all the business of the country,
le good people of the county with
reasonable demands, with capital
f all your wants.
coord, that began years ago; a record
bv fair business methods,
oficit your patronage, ottering every
stent with good banking.
Time Deposits.
iters National Bank.
(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.
Francisco Bulletin
"he tone is everywhere as b??
'hole?'"""
green fields and mirthful
rooks, to all lovers of which the book
dedicated. .
do Blade
here is lust enough of the strenuous
e to give the romance tho requisite
ice. ? * It is a very readable,
ssh, pure and wholesome story.
more American
ie great strength of Mr. Munn's book
s in its complete naturalness.
aul Olapatch
th David liar- m, Eben Holden and
cle Terry the American gallery of
igenous subjects is presenting an at;tive
appearanco. Uncle Terry is
tg on the "line."
urgh Chronicle-Telegraph
pie who like the smell of salt air in
r novels (and who does not?) will be
sed with Undo Terry. '
I OUR NEXT ISSUE