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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. '
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HARPER (BROTHERS 1
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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
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Dr. Alexander S. Foster,
Surgeon Dentist,
JONESVILLE, .SOUTH CAROLINA
Rooms over -J F. A1 man's Store.
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SCAIFE 8i HAMBLIN,
-^ATTORNEYS AT LAW,^
Foster Building. Union, S. C.
J. CLOUGH WALLACE.
"ATORNEY AT IiAW.
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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.*