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[The Substi I i ????????? Cop^i'lrfht. 1903, by CHAPTER I. mHE evidence was nil In. The speeches hnd been made on both sides of the case, nnd the nttoruey for the. state had grown severe and eloquent In urging conviction. The Jury had remained In retirement all the morning and at last hnd fllett In nnd rendered their verdict. David Buckley, the prisoner at the bar, was found guilty of having deliberately and in the night stolen a balo of cotton from a neighbor's barn, branded It as his own and taken It to ., . . market the next day. Ho was a short, thickset man near the age of sixty?gray, stiff haired aqA sullen faced7~an<rjutTt'now nVore ungiy, it was thought, at certain neighbors who hail testified against him than chagrined at the verdict of the - . court. He glanced at his wife, who :* sat against the railing behind him, and then stared steadily at the floor till the sheriff came and led him back to Jail. ~ : Later in the afternoon ho wop brought back, to receivo his sentence The Judge, a tall, powerful inun, dark of hair and eye and as brown nS a Spaniard, was about to order him to stand up when Hiram Hlllyer, a well to do cotton and grain merchant of the town, rose and begged permission to speak to the judge in private before the prisoner was sentenced. "Well, I reckon wfe've got time, Mr. Hillyer," the juflgo, said pleasantly. "If if s anythftg in^'upkley's favor I'd like to henWk.' I've l>cen on the bench seven year?and I don't think I evei had a man $|fforc me-that was patnttfd as black byybis neighbors." Making Mg- way through the clustel of lawyers anil students of the law around the.stove to one of the vacant Jury rooms, the merchant waited foi ?I,A ?A 4-1.. I.I 1 1 * ^uv juu^u IV jviu U11U| II11U >V UCLA came Hlllyer, nervously pulling at/his short, gray beard, faced him, an eagei Jook in his mild blue eyes. 4 ''I'm afeard it ain't notliin' in the pl4 mate's favor, Judge lioore," ho faltered. "The truth is, I'm 'a-thlnkin about hia son. Judge, et thar- evei was a finer, more honest an' uprlghl ^hoy George Buckle v.Thaln' t ney eg ? "Oh, you e&n't tell m'e anything abou! George," said Judge Moore. '"Ho and I are friends. Ho voted for me and legged for me in the Upper Tenth dis trlct. Ah, so he sent you to me, die he? Well, what does George want' I was glad he wasn't in court to heai all that stuff against bis daddy." "You see, we thought?me'n' George both thought that maybe you ruougkt V?Justice mought be carried out by im posln' a pretty heavy fine, an' "Old Buckley isn't able to pay a cent," broke in the judge. "I've made inquiries, and if his little farm is sold it will leave his old wife without any means of making a support No, the Jig's up with him." "But George's been savin' money foi the last five years," said Hlllyer anxiously. "I've got it borrowed from 'im at regular rates. I can lay my hands pn the money at a moment'! notice. Yes, he can raise a reasonable .amount all right." Judgo Moore frowttd, thrust his hands Into the pock?P*>f his trousers and turned to a window which looked opt on the courtyard, where a few Idlers lay on the grnss near the hitch' lng rack.. "I'm not going to be the medium through which deserving innocent people suffer for the guilty," he said firmly. "I've thought It all over. I was afraid George might ask this, but It's no gb'. I've made up my mind on tlipt score/' *. f'Oh, Judge, don't say that I" plqailed Hillyer. "The boy simply can't bear lb You see, Judge Moore, since I tuck 'lm an' sent Mm off to school he's been sorter away from his home, an' bhe feller's got as much feelin' as anybody else. Then when he got through college an' I give Mm a place In my business he's stood with the best, folks }n the town, an' It would go hard with to have his own daddy at the cqa} mines." "I know all that, Mr. Hillyer. I've thought of It twenty times during this trial. I hardly slept last night trying to make up my mind what to do In case tho jury didn't recommend Buckley to mercy. Well, they came down on Mm like a load of bricks, an' I'm not / going to let George suffer for him. ^' Why, the old rascal can't be cured of his dishonesty. Didn't you hear what Bradley said about bis constantly stealing from his neighbors, many of whom never made any chargo against him out of resneet for Mrs. BnpHor ond n. r ? ????w v?w?Bu I No, sir; his son, who Is my friend, shall not sacrifice his savings for him." V4. "Then I'll pay it, Judge; you know I am able." "You shan't do that, either," said the judgo firmly. "Even if I'd consent to let as old a man as you bo out of pocket for such a hopeless reprobate, i George would find it out and insist on | repaying you In the long run. No; five ' years in the mines will do the old ' scamp good, and I'm going to secure his transportation." "You think that's final then, Judge?" Hlllycr had turned quite pnle, j*nd the ... . quivering hand which had clutched his y WIL N. HARBEN, Author of "<\bn?r Dan- i iel," "The tLr.nd of the ^ w ?j! Changing | Ej | Svin," "The I North Walk t Mystery," Etc. ' __________ ____J ( 1 HARPER (BROTHERS 1 ^ = ? < beard sta; 1 -itself h^Us downward \ progress. ?' "Yes, tin i final, >#r. lUllyer. I wish , ^1 could he you, can't. I'll settle I Buckley's ish in .vtyout two minutes j after I gi\ lilui a1 tpJitful lecture. Right ( now the o devil'yould cut the throats | of severa >f tU? state's witnesses if ! he was a I berty^ i "Then I go back to the store an' j tell the py," Illllyer sighed as he I moved tofhe door, a dead look of dls| appoIntnf.it in his eye. | As IIIyer was making his way I through,he courtroom to the outer | door thejvlfe of the condemned man preached 'it tier minu ana stopped turn. SM hurii'lutehed MOe tail of bis UMSg | frock coi. ! "I will to speak to you," site said, i. "Go alull. I'm goln' outside." lie led the v|y down the stairs to the yard belo'w *all tlien paused to hear what . she had i> say. . "I seeoyou invite the judge out," she i begnn.'''I sujpicioncd you , axed "lib to makc!t a tWlu."' P -"Yes, rnt's what I called 4m out for, ; Mitf* I ;ckley," the merchant said, laoklhgiown commiserntely 011 her fat ' figure lothed in ding^- black calico, "but it rasn't a bi.t o' us6f lie's madoj ' up his dud to send tile old man off 1 for five ears." i The >v iinan.nodded stowly.>'"V|?ell, I reckon 1 's as good as \ve sho saidl "Ef It had been a ling,<*torgdwould 'i* had to pay it, an''I'ul ngftt* I that prtliosition. lie's workojjf h?F<J^ I &> makd his little start,' aft' lt^alh't, ' tight fer^lm to have to give it up when i >-Mr. Iliilyer, I've heard that pore boy j j-t>eg an' oerf lrffl pa to change, an' rib. * "he's predicted this thing once he iter*!* [ fifty times." j ^/~'nas J "I knew that, too," replied# cliant, with a dark /' the mer1 George Is Jest so , frown. "But 1 Mrs. Buckley, that ' ynt?d right now, ' expeets to make tie d sacrifice all he to avoid the dy''in tl,e ne*t ten years i Ho holds hi* 'SKraC? ?' the sentence. . folks In taw ,'V2)vn wlth tbe b,???st 1 You know /"in" this Is simply awful. ? blooded t^T ,?w souie ?' these bluet t^ls." look on^a thing like ~ Jklj .ne/f miblo as tkoy look rHW see no I use In huraorlfi' 'em. They Thay know L a mao^B a thief, but ef he hain't publicly branded they don't care. But I David lias broke the law: thai- ain't no t change to be made in 'im, an' I'm agin lettln' it hamper George, no matttfr wliat those shallow minded arlstftoigbs > think. What's botherin' me la aminrer t thing." "You say it Is, Mrs. BuckleyT' And the merchant stared expectantly. , "Yes, Mr. Hlllyer. George hgln't;gotJ ( but one weakness, an' that Is, once in I a long while, when he is In despair, be will take a drink to drown his troui ble. I reckon he hain't tetched a drap but once since he's been with you." , "A'h* that wns the time they threatened to Jail yore husband fer pennln' Up Wilson's hogs, an' we succeeded in * squnshln' the charge." "Yes, that was the time"?the oW-wo< man pushed hack her gingham poke bonnet and looked straight info myer's eyes?"an' I am anxious tAkftmi out ef this tiling has made hUd^S^' "Not yet, Mrs. Buckley." lHw^r's voice had fallen very low; it Almost husky. "But I've been tha^>afl?ard it would start 'im off that I liaJn'Jt'hoen able to sleep at night. He's in a^awflfl state o' mind, Mrs. Buckley, an' when I go back an' toll Mm the Jujigb's do- I clsion I don't know "what he'll do. A fine piece o' metal will bend lest so far an* then It'll break." The old woman nodded again Slowly and then Bald: "Well, I'll go back Inaide. This Is a new wrinkle on mq. It's considered right an' proper fer folks to go to the grave with the'r kin, an* I reckon thnr ud be talk ef I shirked hearln' the sentence, but tell George I'll come down to the store after awhile." "All right, Mrs. Buckley. I'll tell 'lm." * As Illllyer turned toward the gate to reach the little street which stretched out, lined with cottages and brick law offices, to the red brick freight depot nt the far end, one of the loungers on tlio grass rose and slouched toward him. "Have they sentenced Buckley yet?" he asked. "I'm n witness on that barn burnin' cnse, an' ef It ain't a-goln' to be called tonight I'm a-goln' borne." "It's next on the docket," the merchant Informed hint. xne man bad another question ready. "What's cotton brlngln' today?" he asked. "I've got a big white bale ready fer the gin." "Seven and three-eights," answered Illilyer, and he walked on. On the main thoroughfare of tho town he bad to pass several brick atorea where the clerks and merchants stood amid the heaps of their wares on the narrow brick sidewalks, and many of them asked about the Buckley trial. Hlllyer made short but considerate replies and hastened past On a corner of one of the streets running back to a railroad sidetrack, In the rear, stood his warehouse. Here he found bis negro porter busy with rattling floor trucks loading 1 a box car with bags of grain. The office was a commodious room cut off < I < . . '. . \ \ ?p? > w\ ? -^DR. I. M. .DEN1 3rown and Bridge f Work a Specialty J F ii one of the corners of tlio big l.rieii (y> milding next to the street. It eon ie a I nod a long walnut counter full o all Irawcia, with shelves overhead for oh (j edgers, commercial reports, dusty lei ,ut :er liles and wired hunches of hills, r< ;eipts and canceled hank cheeks. Hg George Ituckley, a handsome, dnr ? , syed young man of twenty-seven ol|f'n; fight, sat on a high stool writing in u| j ponderous ledger. Turning his head! and seeing who it was, he removed hi A*, heels from the rung of the stool am turned round. There was a stead; . ' stare in his eyes as lie fixed thein 01 Hillyer's sympathetic, almost* shrink ').a Ing face. ' * "You did not sueeeed." lie said, li \r lips tightening. ^ *r "Xo; he'd already made up his niim George." replied the nierehant. - ? George Buckley turned suddenly an i bent over his ledger and took up hi | J? pen, bu? lie did not (lip* it in tlie lnl | ,c stand. Illllyer could not see liis fnc i ,;r but he noted that tlie hand holding tl 'Tl pen was quivering. Suddenly Buekh I laid the pen down, and Illllyer heat IjJ something resembling a sol) or a gas ? I escape him. then the young man sto< I f dovjfaoit the* floor and-reached for h s COfiiland pitifM it on. He was death p f pale, his eyes were flashing strangel \ j ".George, where are you gdlng?'' Tie I oniinrlif lalu nrm hnf UiiPl* 1 ,C wrenched it from his grasp. J 'Let me alone, Mr. Hillyer," sulA he. ? "For God's sake, let me alone!".. "All right, George; I was Jest J about"? Hut his words fell dead on I tho air, for Buckley had takeu his hat^ pulled It on, and plunged out at the] door. For a moment the mercliak* I stood like a man turned to stone, .and then he hurried back over the rough floor through tho warehouse to the I-negro, o tall, middle aged man. ^"Jai; tha ope tponij j?e," ho saiu vih* father. I dulflM 4^*.yfol his voice, "drop yore work oil >*fni after George. Don't let Mm VytHi. but come back and tell me whdrc ho goes." * "All right, Morse Hillyer," and, leA log his trucks, the negro hastened oW at the side door of the building and sped up the street. Hillyer went bock Into the ofllce and sat down at his private desk. Once lie lowered his head to his crossed arms and it looked as If he were praying. In a few minutes Jake returned, swinging his slouch hot In his hand. "Well?" gasped Ilillyer?"well?" "He went fust to do postoflice, Morse HlUyer, but he didn't put no letter in nur wait jo ,gU ,o^y ? I(& Jogi* tir what for.. Den he come on down bj* Hlllhouse's bar. Ho stopped dar an' looked in, den he come on slow like an* Rtop'pcd n?'in. Den lie turned an' walked back an' went in. I wont round to de hack end en watched. He was at de counter pourin' liitn out ?i dram. Mnrse Ilillyer." "Yon say he was, Jake?" said the merchant. "Jake, in the mornln' 1 want you to truck .all that western Wheat over on the'other side. It's too damp where It, ft." "All rlght?-S?at?e Ilillyer." A momtfn^TfftCr the negro had left tile otHeo"Gerir?/<? ' ^ ^ X. Iki\ J VilUlC l&l CI UU > resumed (ds *?e<lt '{if the counter, llo opened ledger, dipped bis pen and begun Jo write. Hlllyer wntelifcd ^?im cautiously.^ His hand seemed s&hdy enouirb, Mit Ids-cheeks were "lie's in a' mcful state o} mind, Mrs. Buckley." flushed and his hair dishevelled owr his brow. Just then Mrs. Buckley eaino Into the office. She took off tyer bonnet, showing smooth, gray hair and n deeply wrinkled brow and cheeks, and stood for a moment behind her son. Illllyer fancied that their conversation might be of a private nature, and, taking np n grain sampler, he left the room. The sound of hla heavy boots drew George Buckley's attention, and looking round he saw bis mother. Her ayiupiiuieiic eyes ren nenentli Ills wild glare. "I reckon Mr. Hlllyer's already told , you," slio began. "Yea. he's told me." "Well, tliar nln't but one thing for sensible folks to do," faltered the woman, "an' that's to make the best of It an' go on tryln' to do our own duty." "Yea," he nodded vacantly, "you are right, mother. Are you going home 1 tonight?" ."No. I 'lowed It ud look mbr? respectful to stay till they tuck 'lm off In * IT! liiiii-iriitfrr i ijjftir >ifie Bank Building Union, J*. C vornln'. The sheriff's wire axed to spcml the night with her in the house, so I could be nigh 'im." eorge Ruckloy shuddered visibly, he said nothing. It gavo Mrs. ikley the opportunity she was lookfor. Glcorgo, I reckon l)eln' young as you an'?an* mlxin' with folks here in rley tliat hain't never been In secb ess, it goes harder with you than It 9 with rue, away out tliar in the :<ntains, but I wish you wouldn't k it so hard. You cayn't help yore 's doin's. No, you eayn't, an' no ;h minded folks ain't n-goln' to blame u. As fer nie"?rflie paused un Inu t as she began to roll her sunbont In'her fat, red hands?"why, my f, I feel jest like a awful load was I ek off'n me. I cayu't help It. It may ] t be human?1 don't know?"but I el Jest that a-way. You think yore oss is hard to bear, but fer fifteen ?ar I've hardly slept^a sound night's eep, expect in' an' expectln' the olll;rs o' the law to ride up an', hello at ie fence. An' kcopliV his secrets? iw, that's the wu&C'of it{<fer.he would ill me every blessed bltt<^4evilment | e ever was Ij, nek fifteen y.epr ago. f W, JX tt ^is wagon mp' ?^*Jkate4t' iUnad6 1 ock. Ue neve^#^^SS:?t^ver*to ?8 111 """"^^JJfcoorge. Ldy, even his uftjft JJU dl<j 0flee i I -want to 1 pyhen"- Ibe youoK mnn J "Don't, dob 4on.t wnntl crled^ I klYhWgfr?r i '-* bin crimes." >8 m?ch.?HV J to w,6bor & ^^W'^-r?e00' C'^WrrM. k -^o*nf the Warehounfaho saw ,ve ifiVbe^b^ Of Sopp V 2, f ctK hifctfh*' head. hangt ? ?* imitation \ yer In w jt uAJP I^^Sflnpulso . ing back The twe i log low, as Inbtlfte . i Turnln8 a? K^5pit*f^ho ??? : th?. WdAlj^ ,g i,0, . faced each otnefR- .7 I "I siw^t tlqudWjpn Mtn;'^ 1 ^ ^ i tereefy* ***i^&od,fii|0kto Mm: il S Mm a draifff rft " I oYaq, lie's h?da drink or two. Mi Ttuckley." r" ,/ "Whar'd he git Ms wMsky?". "Jake followed Muo hn' seed 'lm i IliUhousc's our. T wwt oaki a wot "t fo^preJ^h to1 ft'miui'nil'upset"" ru : < nn? haif fnil at that." "No, yo're plumb right, an' nobod i kin drlvo Oeorge. I'm. powerful] f afraid this Is goin' to be bis downwaj j start, Mr. Hlllyer." "Don't say that!" The words t/qi ' BDoken nlmnct- ~?- * ?... u (jiumi, auu H mere-hunt's sympathetic faco seeme wrung with inward pain. "Don't sa that," ho repeated, under his breatl "We mustn't lose hope?'we niustn^tAd that!" ~ ' Tho old womafk'rftnF$l at'fhc workin face for a momcM-ln a0ence; then sh asked abruptly, Hlllyer, who i that family o' .^Mnstons that's com j hero from V i *()h, you'vtHimetypd;^!*' them?" sail Iflllyer,. takmjj ?&fto,&ath. "Majo > Cranston's . ri memoir of a fljae bit ^family, a VegSglur F. F. y.; owm nix or .titrma In thi# county an has tt la^^ijipwaicrits all over here about Jm as (i queen, an' the^M^pHSB frieAls ever Jinae. 'She's weil ed?c^|| jjn'Slo's he, an' p*>y Till weii together. Have S&r, *ra. Buckiey?" "3fea, once," answeraf' "an' I never shall forget it, fer It (^1 mo nl?lnn? i?Ko* ? .... ^ George has tyan anything Bo evejj 4one. 'fUnr'a n lot o' meddlin* Bplkfl out at the Cove, Mr. Hillyer, air tfca report got out that since George got hi? schoolin' an' you tuck 'lm in with you that he was ashamed o' me. They kept this talk up, an* when he got to goln' hero an' yon with Lydla Crariston it got wuss, an' some of 'pip 'levied that the girl didn't What sort o' scrub klu Gporgo had. Thla got to. George somehow, an' one day when I was at Grove Level camp ground with somo o' my neighbors, George fetched 'or out along with some other couples of town folks. An' when ho seed mo n-settln' in front o' Mrs. Fellows' tent with some more women ho fetched the g^r light up to me. Ho was sorter pale an' fx cited, but he retched down an', tuck my hand an' lifted me up, an' says he, 'Miss Cranston, I want you to .pinko the acquaintance o* my mother'?no, that wasn't It exactly. This"was It, 'Miss Cranston, I want you to rtect my mother,' an' mo 'n' hor shook hands. It was awful, Mr. Hill jv., i ve (jm u uwo more sense *n a jay bird, nn' I aeed through It. I seqd. moreover, that whilo she was a perfeife lady'she was sorter set back. Sho got red it tho face an' was all flustered In whatfshe said, but ho stopped that talk out our way an' showed what he was." "Yes, he's all right, Mrs. Buckley." The old man swallowed.. [to be continued.] Didn't Salt. Doo D. (to Jeweler)?I brought back this engagement ring that I bought yes terdny. Jeweler?Didn't li suit? Doo p.-'Yes, It was all right, but I didn't Suit. f K- v . ' YourHair I f "Two years ago my hair was I ^ falling out badly. I purchased a B bottle of Ayer's Hair Vigor, and I 0 soon my hair stopped coming out." I Miss Minnie Hoover, Paris, 111. I Perhaps your mother 1 1 had thin hair, but that is | no reason why you must 1 \ go through life with half- I \ starved hair. If you want | 1 long, thick hair, feed it I with Ayer's Hair Vigor, and make it rich, dark, I and heavy. S SI.OO a bottle. All draifists. I * It your druggist cannot supply you, ,1 send us 0110 dollar and wo will express I you a bottle. Ho Sliro and gt?e tin" nanio I < of your nearest express otnee. Address, I B A SPECIAL ~ " Bargain Sale Now gcfiiig <m\at the ?tis\\ Bargain Store ? For "The next 30 day?, beginning a{ Saturday July " *j . Whije this sale .18 on we will seU H. opt entire linc-ofs-Misses and Toadies 'Oxfords at ? difcoujit of 10 per cer.i. i ' Hpecial prices on Hamburg Em- s fMfcMeriee": \ 8 cents Embroidery now (ic per y&vL 10 >4 l -4 ' * 41 8c 4"VT 12i>. ?? 10c lf> *4 * 44 12Jc 44 on .? ?t t? 1 r4C o 25 1 ?* *? 20c - 44 | "ft W< have just received? the prettiest lines of Ladies' Fancy Turn Over Collars _ aud Infants Fan ay Soft Sole Shoes ever brought to this place, and. we invite the Ladies to ' call and s^e these two lines and" get out ^prices before thq^inake their I putclfhSe. ! flrs.fttN. Wilburn 11? ? I ^Ark^as 'ism f Louisiana' "? re ? An ideal country* fo? &eap *-homes. Land at $5, 810, ?1,5 t. per acre; grows torn, cotton, wheat, oats, grasses, fruits and s vegetates. a Stock ranges 10 months in ? the year. r ... i Southeast Missouri. Ark an r r , jjuuismua ana lex as are * full of opportunities?the y cjinjMtc in miKl, tire soiLis ricli, j . H^n^e-seekers' rates? gfiBnt-lialt' farer?via the'Cotton WWt^tyic'e a month? first an<i P ^j3HWesci:iptive literature, / excursion rates, write N. % BAIRD, T. P. A., Cotton Belt, ATLANTA, GA. - - Barbecue. We will serve .a* (Tret cla^s barbecue ift/Unton on County cauipatijn day. Everybody invlted. R. B Smith, e-o-w-20 < D. G. Gal I man. 1w ???J . Barbecue. We will Iitavm h first. cUsv birbectie in the city of Union on S ?ii e nipaltf" day, which will be on Ttie.?lay, July the 12>h. - Everythinsr that can be had for an up-todate cue wil he provded. . Chaw ford, May & mc.Kissiok. Barbecue. We will turiiUri a llrst cinsa barltecue J at. Kelh.n on the day of lh>t DrmooratlA I primary election. , \VM. I. fioino, Job Si'iiousb. Bit ... Final Discharge. Notice is hereby Riven that 1\ H Jeur. Administrator of lie estate of G. H. Jeter, deceased, his applied to lasoo M. Greer, Indue Piobate. in hi d for Uih f'onn?y <>f Uip"?, for a ?ina J discharge as sueh admmV-UUto'. fi li. Is O deied. That tin 2C>th day of 1 Julv. A L) li)04, be flx?d for hearing of Petition, and a final ten lenient of said Estate. Jason .MJGkkku, Prolate Judge Unioi County. S. tJ. Published 24th of Jwn^ l?X)l, in The J Union Times. 2tt-4t. e Wood's Seeds. Crimson Clover own at the last working i the Corn or Cotton Crop, an be plowed under the following ? ipril or May in time to plant corn >r other crops the same season. Crimson Clover prevents winter eaching of the soil, is equal in ferilizing value to a good application )f stable manure and will wonder'ully increase the yield and (nudity of corn or other crops which follow it. it also makes splendid winter and spring grazing, fine early green feed, or a good hay cfop. Kven if the crop is cut oil', the action of the roots and stubble improve the land to a marked degree. Write for price and special circular telling about seeding etc. T.W.Wood & Sons, Seedsmen, RICHMOND. - VIRGINIA. Wood's l>escrtptfve Fall C-t.^lo-. re"< 'y about August Jst. tolls Far:.'. and Vegetable Seeds for Fall planting. Mailed free on request. inthrop College Scholarships and Entrance Examination. The examination f?>r the award of vant scholarships in Winthrop College id for the admission of new students ill be Jield {it. the county court house on riday, July 8th, at 9 a in. Applicants u-t mc be less than llfteen years of re ( When scholarships are vacated fter July K, they will be awarded to lose making the highest.average at this xamiuaVjdn. Scholarships are worth $100 and frea iiitioffP" The next session will open ^pterober 21. 1004. For further iuoi mat ion and cat alogue address 'res. 1). B. John'on, Rock Hill, S. C. 24-8t , \ P| K-v.n and sweat ^ \ \ \ \ K| ha\c ?.< eftVet on M*3TrT*~B^iPS 81 harness treated FB/kg ff* /Eh, {S Sj Willi F.ureka liar- ff l/f 6?r/i/1T H aess (iil. It te- \? S3 Kj sists the damn, w w v \ |? i i 9 da n-t brutlc. V ^ \ \ 1 ft/stes } w> fML\\ 8 m and cut. '] he R .i- ' o'fKur.'ka J>T' S Harness Oil. ( AstX ' \\ I - > i?*ar,fl.r(l Qil ~)l - ^ ' \ ;ure co. ~ ^ v-uiiifur.y S ' ~ 'aM.'.; J " Dr. Alexander S. Foster, Surgeon Dentist, JONESVILLE, .SOUTH CAROLINA Rooms over -J F. A1 man's Store. ???. u SCAIFE 8i HAMBLIN, -^ATTORNEYS AT LAW,^ Foster Building. Union, S. C. J. CLOUGH WALLACE. "ATORNEY AT IiAW. < t Room 12 up stairs Foster Building S. MEANS BEATY, ATTORNEY- AT-LAW. No. 3, Law Itange. STOPAND PPAn a <VB?4 * trYau will always find a full line of J10U8, SVGAS; COFFEE, MEAT, LAHI), CANNED AND BOTTLED GOODS, FltESII VEGETABLES and everytning to be .found in an up-to ditfe family Grocery at my Store. Tobaccos and Cigara a specialty. Hring yolir laundry to me. J. T. SEXTON, Main Street. Union, S. C. GUN i melon' ?> ??BUILDERS' ? ?rrJ!?MKyES. MBIRD IRON WORtsTsiTppTv m Barbecue. J will serve a first clasp barbecue at onesville on County campaign day. A irst class cook will prepare the cue. 9-tf.p. Oliver Eaves. Barbecue. We (Mil serve a first class barbecue at oneswwe on the (lay of the first primary lection, Fuwi.ku & McKiasiCK.*