The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, June 03, 1904, Image 6
Uncle Terry I
CUIUS CLAM NVim 1
Coprrtght, 1900, by L<m A Sfceyard I
(Continued from iird page.)
I* were. We used to ketch her Tookln'
at the things once In awhile an' cryln'.
When I sent 'em to Boston she took on
a good deal an' ain't been the same
sence. We try to keep her from thinkIn'
'bout it all we can, but she's cnrls
in her ways, an' I've thought she was
kinder 'shamed, an' mebbe broodin'
over ft makes it wuss."
"You do not mean that you fear she
would make away with herself in a fit
of melancholy, do you?"
"I dumio what to think,"* was the answer,
"only 1 hate to have her out o'
sight much, an' the more lovin' she is
the more I worry."
"One thing please promise me," said
Albert when they had started for the
bouse, "do not hint either to her or
your wire that you have told me anything
about this matter. I will do all
that can be doue and consult only with
you In private."
CHAPTER XXIV.
N the morning Albert followed
Uncle Terry* around the clrywJ
cult of his lobster traps In the
Gypsy's boat, with Telly as a
companion, and watched the old man
hauling and rebaitlng those elongated
coops and taking ont his prizes. The
day was a perfect one, the sea Just ruffled
by a light breeze, and as her first
timidity had now worn away, he found
Telly a most charming companion. It
was an entirely new experience to Mm,
and the four hours' pnll in and out of
the island coves and around Isolated
ledges where Uncle Terry set his traps
passed all too quickly.
'*l>o you know," said Albert when
they had returned to the little cove
where Uncle Terry kept his boats and
ns he sat watching him pick up his
morning's catch and toss them one by
one Into a largo ear, "that the first man
who thought of eating a lobster must
have been almost starved? Of all creaturoa
that grow In the sea there is
none more hideous, and only a hungry
savage could have thought them fit for
food."
"They nln't overhansum," replied
Uncle Torrv. frlivl In nnrlr fnfr
they go middln' good If ye're hungry."
That afternoon Telly Invited Albert
to row her up to a cove, at the head of
which wag a narrow valley where
blueberries grew In profusion. "I want
to pick a few." she said, "and you can
make a sketch of the cove while I do."
Helping her picking berries proved
more attractive, and when her pall
was full Albert made a picture of ber
sitting In front of a pretty cluster of
small spruce trees, with the pail beside
her and her sun hat trimmed with
ferns.
"Your city friends will laugh at the
country girl you found down In Maine,"
she remarked as she looked at tbe
sketch, "hut as they will never see me,
I don't care."
"My friends will never see It," he
answered quietly, "only my sister.
AnH I ?.n, I?' ?-? -?
V?iva ? ?*?M f^VUlg IU IU lllf, Ut'l UU ? 11
here next summer."
"Tell me nbout her," snld Telly at
once. "Is she pretty?"
"I think so." replied Albert. "She
lias eyes like yours, only her lmlr Is
not so light. She is u petite little body
and has a mouth that makes one want
to kiss her."
"1 should like to see her ever so
much," responded Telly, and then she
added rather sadly, "I've never had a
girl friend In my life. There are only
a few at the Cape of my age, and T
don't see much of them. I don't mind
it in the summer, for then I work on
my pictures, but In winter It is so lonesome.
For days I do not see any one
except father and mother or old Mrs.
Leach."
"And who is Mrs. I^each?"
"Oh, she's a poor old soul who lives
alone and works 011 the fish racks.
She is worse off than I am."
It was a little glimpse Into the girl's
life that interested Albert, and, in the
light of what he knew of her history, a
pathetic one. Truly she was alone in
the world, except for the two kindly
sonls who made a home for her^
"You will iro nwnv innJainv ( mm.
pose," she said with a faint tone of
regret as they were rowing home.
"Father said your boat was coining
after you today."
He looked at her a moment, while a
slight smile r" awed beneath his mustache.
"I su ose I shall hnve to," he
answered, " t I should like to stay
here a mon I've not made a sketch
of your house, even."
"I wish you would," she said with
charming candor, "it is so lonesome *
here, and then maybe you would show
me a little about painting."
"Could you endure my company .
Tory day for n month?" he asked,
looking her full In the face.
"1 don't believe you could enduro
onrs," she replied, dropping her eyes,
and then she added quickly: "There la
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a prayer meeting tonight At the Cap#.
Would you like to gof"
"Moat certainly," he answered.
Albert had expected to see the Gypay
in the harbor when they returned that
afternoon, but was happily disappointed.
**1 hope they will stay at Bar Harbor
a week." he thought.
That evening when Telly appeared,
ready to be eecorted to the prayer
meeting, he wan certain that no fairer
girl was to be found anywhere.
She was dressed In simple white, her
masses of sunny hair half concealed by
a thin blue affair of loosely knitted
wool and bad n cluster of wild roses at
her throat. It was a new and pleasurable
experience to be walking beside
a well dressed young man whose every
look and word bespoke enjoyment of
her society, and she showed it In her
simple, unaffected way.
That evening's gathering was a unique
one in Albert's experience and the religious
observances such as he never
forgot. The place was a little square,
unpalnted building, and when Telly
and he entered and seated themselves
on one of the wooden settees that stood
In rows not over a dozen people were
there. On a small platform in front
was a cottage organ and beside It a
small desk. A few more entered after
they did, and then a florid faced man
arose and, followed py a short and
stout young lady, walked forward to
the platform. The girl seated herself
at the organ, and the man, after turning
up the lamp on the organ, opened
the book of gospel hymns and said In
a nasal tone, "We will naow commence
our Hurvices l?y slugin' the Fortythird
I'salm, and all are requested to
rise an' jine." In the center of the
room hung u large lamp, and two more
on brackets at the side shed a weak
light on the gathering, but no one
seemed to feel it necessary to look for
the Forty-third selection.
Albert and Telly arose with the rest,
and the girl at the organ began to chase
the slow tune up and down the keys.
Then the red faced man started the
singing, a little below the key, and the
congregation followed. Telly's voice,
clear and distinct, Joined with tho rest
A long prayer, full of halting repetitions,
by the man at the desk followed,
nnd then nnother hymn, and after that
came a painful pause. To Albert's
rnlud it was becoming serious, and he
began to wonder how it would end,
when there ensued oue of the most
weird and yet pathetic prayers he had
ever listened to. It was uttered by an
old lady, tall, gaunt and white haired,
j who 11 rose from the end of a settee
close to the wall and beneath one of
the smoke dimmed lamps. It could not
bo classed as a prayer exactly, for
when she began her utterance Bhc looked
around as if to find sympathy in the
assembled faces, and her deep set, piercing
eyes seemed alight with intense
feeling. At first she grasped the back
of the settee in front with her long,
tlcshlcss lingers, and then later clasped
and finally raised them above her upturned
face, while her body swayed
with the vehemence of her feelings.
Her garb, too, lent u pathos, for it was
naught but a faded calico dress that
hung from her attenuated frame like
the raiment of a scarecrow. It may
hove been the shadowy room or the
mournful dirge of the nearby ocean
that added an uncanny touch to her
words and looks, but from the moment
she nrose until her utterance censed Albert
was spellbound. So peculiar and
yet so pathetic was her prayer it shall
be quoted In full:
"O Lord, I come to thee, knowln'
I'm as a worm that crawls on the
nlrth; like the dust blown by the
winds, the empty shell on the shore,
or the leaves that fall 011 the ground.
I coinc poor an' humble. I come hungry
an' thirsty, like even the lowliest
o' the airth. I come an' kneel at thy
feet bellevln' that I, a poor worm o'
the dust, will still have thy love an'
pertectlon. I'm old an' weary o* waitIn'.
I'm hnmble an' bereft o' kin. I'm
aad an' none to comfort me. 1 cat the
crust o' poverty an' drink the cup o'
humility. My pertector an' my staff
have bin taken from me, an' yet fer
all these burdens thou in thy lnflnlto
wisdom hev seen tit to Iny on me I
thank thee. Thou hast led my feet
among thorns an' stuns, an' yet I
thank thee. Thou hast laid the cross
o' sorrow 011 my heart an' the burden
o' many infirmities fer me to bear, an'
yet I bless thee, yea, verily shall my
voice be lifted to glorify an' praise
thee day an' night, for hast thou not
promised me that all who nre believers
in thy word shall be saved? liast thou
nrtt uotif thv Wnn */v '1'" c
MV? wv(?v ?JVU LV uic 11 iiiu Li uns i t*r
my sake, poor an' humble as 1 am? An*
fer this, an' for all thy intlnlte marcy
no' goodness to me, I praise an' thank
thee tonight, knowin' that not a sparrer
falls without tby knowin' It, an'
that even the hairs o' our heads are
numbered.
"I thank thee, O Lord, fer the sunshine
every day, an' the coinin' o' the
birds an' flowers every season. I
thank thee that my eyes are still permitted
to see thy beautiful world, an'
my ears to hear the songs o' praise. I
thank thee, too, that with my voice I
enn glorify an' bless thee fer all thy
goodness, an' fer all thy marcy. An'
when the day o' Judgment comes an' I
the dead rise up. then I know thou
wilt keep thy promise, an' that even I,
poor an' humble, shall live again, jiuln' i
those that have gone before, to sit at
thy feet an' glorify thee fer life everlastln'.
Fer this blessed hope, an' fer
all thy other promises, I lift my voice
In gratitude an' thankfulness an'
praise to thee, my Heavenly Father, an'
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THOSE WHO THINK.
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Statement Off a Greenville
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The reader can liardly doubt the evidence
which follows. The statement
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and can easily be proven If you
are skeptical, investigate.
John M. Cureton, farmer and surveyor,
of Greenville, 8. C., says; "1 have
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and can recommend them very highly.
I used them for kidney complaint, and
difficulty with the kidney secretions
from which I suffered for a number of
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my rest nights, compelling me to rise as
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tried a number of remedies, but all
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i heir use I experienced a decided and
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Since then the secretions from the kidneys
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been a return of the backache since using
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Plenty more proof like this from
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report.
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sole agents for the United States. Remember
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to thy Son, my Redeemer, tonight an'
twniorrer an* forever an' forever.
Amen."
To Albert, a student of Voltaire, of
Hume, of Paine, and an admirer of
Ingersoll, a doubter of Scriptural authenticity
and almost a materialist in
belief, this weird and piteous utterance
came with peculiar effect.
When the prayer meeting was coneluded
with an oddly spoksn benediction
by Deacon Oaks, and Albert and
Telly were on their way back to the
point, Albert asked:
"Who was the poor old lady that
prayed so fervently? I never heard
anything like it since I was a boy."
"Oh, that's the Widow Leach," Telly
responded. "She always acta that way
and feels so, too, I guess. She is an
object of pity here and very poor.
She has no relation living that she
knows of, lives alone in a small house
she owns and works on the flsh racks
summers, and winters has to be helped.
Her husband and two sons were lost
at sea many years ago, and father says
religion is all the consolation she has
left."
"Does she always pray as fervently
as she did tonight?"
"Oh, yes; dhat's her way. Father
says she is a little cracked about such
matters. lie pities her, though, and
helps her a good deal, and so does
most every one else here who can.
She needs it." Then, after a pause,
she added, "How did you enjoy the
meeting, Mr. Page?"
"Well," replied Albert slowly and
mentally contrasting it with many Sunday
services when he had occupied a
pew with the Nasons at their fashionable
church in Boston, "it has been an
experience I shall not soon forget. In
one way It has been a pleasure, for it
has taken me back to my young days."
Then he added 9 little sadly, "It lias
also been a pain, for it recalled nay
mother and how she used to pray that I
might grow to be a good man."
"You are not a bad man, are you?"
responded Telly at once, looking curiously
at him.
[TO BK CONTINUED.]
Too Much of A Hour.
There is a good story toltj of Brigham
Young and "The Lady of LfOQJV-''
Young took his wives to see a performance
of Lytton's play nt Salt Lake
City. When the agony was plied up
he rose and. followed by his spouses,
Inff ? *
v.v tllC HICillCI, CAUIUIUIIIIg, " I won I
stand sucli an infernal row being made
about one wouian!"
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Stock ranges 10 months in
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L'limate is mild, the soil is rich
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For descriptive literature,
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MEfTO SUMMER STYLES. |
Some of tlio Detalli of Dre?* For
Worm Weather.
The cardinal requirement of summer
dress for men la that It shall feel cool |
and look cool, says n writer In the
Haberdasher. Suits will be fashioned
of the pliable homespuns, tweeds and
flannels and the perennially serviceable
serges. These are made up into
double and single breasted suits, with
Jackets cut like an Inverted pear so
as to look broad across the shoulders
and narrow across the hips. They are
a full inch longer than last season.
The military cut is out of it. Collars
on Jackets are straight and narrow,
with n low notch and long, slim lapels.
The upper class tailors this season
; put side straps on trousers in addition
to belt loops. These side straps enable
one to dispense with the buckle in the
back, making that part perfectly plain
and preventing trousers from gathering
In unsightly creases and interfering
with the smooth adjustment of the
belt. As heretofore, trousers will bo
turned up at the bottom, but I do not,
advise permanent turn-ups. These look
unnatural, particularly when they are
Ironed in a flat, precise manner. Rlmplj'
fold the trousers up nnd do not
have them pressed at all at the bottom.
When permanent turn-ups are used the
trousers are cut one inch longer.
The fold collar will come into its own
again, russet boots will be much worn, I
ties will replace four-in-hands in a
great measure, belts will be of black
calf or tan pigskin an inch wide, hose
will be brown or gray, hats will be of
rough straw and have ribbon^ not too
highly colored, handkerchiefs will be
white, with bright borders in colors,
and narrow leather strips will be used
in place of watch chains.
ARTIST'S NOVEL JOURNEY.
Be and HI* Wife Are Floating; Dorr*
fhe Ohio River In Hoaaeboat.
In pursuit of health and recreation H.
J. Breuer, a landscape painter and former
newspaper man, la floating down
tho Ohio river, with no particular destination,
anya a Wheeling (W. Va.) special
dispatch to tho Chicago Inter
Ocean. Ho moored his croft on the
east bank of tho river near the waterworks
at Wheeliug the other afternoon
and came down in the city.
Mr. Breuer has been located at PlttaI
?i.~ - ? ?-?
uuib iui iuc |ium bia uiuuiuh anu
lately conceived the Idea of his novel
Journey and had a houseboat made to
order for It. The boat.Is fitted up
plainly but cozlly for light housekeeping,
and at every bit of beautiful
landscape that hnppens to catch his
eye he runs Into bank and, with the
assistance of his wife, pitches his tent.
Here they live until they tire of it, he
with palette and brush and she with
the household duties about the camp.
8 F AS ON A
To Lighten th
We are consta
ation of the generoi
the convenience foi
cal table. We hav
the largest and cor
ever offered to the i
name is synonymo
that we sell them i
AT ROCK BOTTOM
Deviled Ham, Small Lunch
Whole Ox Tongue, Chipped
glass, Corn Ceef Hash, Bon*
Sliced Bacon. These are al
fectly fresh and will prove te
ing to the palate of the moi
acting.
I
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We Will
THE UNH
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Grown and Bridge
Work a Specialty.
Hlanntlin on Garden*.
"Rake and hoc!" sat?l Hiawatha,
"Rake and hoe, you hustling husbands.
In the gay suburban districts.
Fix your little beds of lettuce,
Cultivate the spicy radish.
Plant the Perfume Kiss, the onion.
And the tender little bcnnlet.
By the way, my little children,
Have you ever made a garden?
Have you ever hoed and spaded
Till your backs were nearly broken?
There Is an ecstasy In digging,
There Is rapture In upturning
All the fertile sand and gravel
Out behind the summer kitchen.
There Is Joy In planting fodder
For the kill 'em quick, the cutworm.
First you dicker with the grocer
For the cunning little seedlets,
And the grocer cannot fool you.
For the catalogues you've studied
Ever since the first of April.
Then ycu sneak behind the wood shed,
Wilh the first gray flush of,morning,
Peel your coat and seize a shovel.
Make a bed eighteen by twenty,
Or perhaps a little longer,
Mix a little fertilizer
(Note my diction?fertilizer)
With the sand, to make It mellow;
Then mark off some tiny trenches,
Not too far apart, remember,
And deposit In the trenches ,
All the seed, and close them over
With the sand and fertilizer.
Now that you have made your garden
You begin to watch the surface
For the first green shoot to straggle
Through the gravel, and you watch It
For perhaps a weary fortnight.
By and by the little raindrops
And a spell of sunny weather
Bring the 'garden sf ss' to grcetvmu^M
But, alas, the early
Nice string bean's and hgR^ettwa *!
Never ll"o to tell the story
Of their childhood recollections.
First, old Chilly Thing, the north wind,
Cornea and brings the frost, my dearies.
Nipping nil the vegetation
That Is really worth the nipping.
Then the kill 'em quick, the cutworm.
Chuckles down beneath the surface,
Sharpens up his little molars.
Calls a bunch of friends to help him.
Saying: 'Wc are In a garden.
Therefore, let us all go to ltl
Let us paralyse the lettuce!'
That is why I never dally
With the rustic hoe and Bhovel;
That is why I can't help laughing
When I see my next door neighbor
Working overtime to fashion
Irs his yard n little garden
For oi l CVllly Thing, the north wind,
And the k i' "cm <|ulc';. the cutworm.'?
--Milwaukee 8entlne|.
Sophisticated.
"I am a "little too wise to believe what
any man tells mo."
"Has one of tliem boon telling yon
that you are good looking, dear?".
Her One Attraction.
"Did the duke marry her for her
money a lone V"
"lie did If he was acquainted with
lier."
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ntly striving to
us patronage givei
* setting a satisfac
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npletest line of daii
trade, Libby McN<
lie wifh l-iinrl-i mi*#
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s a guarantee tha
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prepared to refrigerate for
nd give them to you ice co
ty dishes: Boneless Tu
Vienna Sausage, Veal Lo
Loaf, Potted Chicken, I
Tongue, Potted ham, D
Tn n/v< t a
i uiii\c^umi ramny 1
Dried Beef, Peerless Wafe
;less Pigs' Feet, Corn Beef
1 per'?ra??^Pememt
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er You Want
IVE US A GAL
See That Yc
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WAGNON, Manas
Office Bank Building
Union, ft. f!
THE
Cash Bargain Store
is the place you get value received
for every dollar that you
spend.
Ladies' White and Brown
Pique Skirts, big value at
SI.25 and $2.00, our price 98c
and 31.48 each.
Ladies' White and t'olored
Shirt Waists 50c, 75c, 98c and
$1 25 eHch.
Ladies' Jersey Ribbed Vest
with t*pe in yoke 5c, 10c, 12ic
and 15c each.
Pretty White Organdies, 66
inches wide for 25c, 30c, 35c,
40c and f)0c p*r yard.
Good Towels from 5c to 50c
each.
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Barbecue. (
I will serve a first class barbecui at
Jonesville on County campaign day. A
first class cook will prepare the cue.
: 19-tf.p. Oliver Eaves.
Barbecue.
We will give a first class barbecue in
the city of Union on July 4th. A
special invitation is extended to all
candidate^. Several distinguished
speakers \yill be present.
lU-Qtp C|iawtx)ri), May AMcKissick.
Barbecue.
Wrt wi 1 fnriihh :?tl-8t chss b<rbecua
at Kjlt"t? <m the dsy of first D~ra craiio
ptiiiihiy election.
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ility and the fact
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you on short - gMH
Id, the followrkey,
Boneless JjjjHBW
af, flam Loaf, 9MH
Potted Turkey, Em?
eviled Tongue,
^unch Tongue, Extra large
r Sliced Beef, in tin and in
, Hog and Hominy, Wafer
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