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"Yes, but what?" said the girl. "You
can count on me. I'll earn my board
while I'm here if I possibly can. How
does Governor Telfurc like bis rival?"
"He's simply crazy, Kitty. He Is
Just at the age to want to do things
In a hurry too. Folks say he never
cared .for his dead wife, and I suppose
this is really bis first love affair. Ho
confided in me nnd said he simply
could noi| bear a refusal. Then, just
as i nave expinineu to you, l toia mm
what we feared In regard to Lydla's
sympathy?I called It tliat-cfor George
Buckley and advised him to handle
her cautiously. He turned as white as
a sheet, and his proud, thin lip curled
like nn angry dog's.
" 'Do you menrf to tell me, Mrs.
Cranston,' he said, 'that I have a rival
In that man, the son of a Georgia convict?I,
the only living Telfare In the
lino?I, who have been honored by my
state as the Telfares before me have
been honored? Am I to meet on equal
ground, under the roof of the most
aristocratic family of the Old Dominion,
a man of that rank?'
"j was awfully frightened over his
Aianner, but I simply held to the
ground that Dydla had a good heart
and was loyal to her unfortunate
_ ^ friends, and that If he wanted to lose
her by being Imprudent and rousing
her anger I should feel that I had
cause a bit of harm, for he simply
dogged Lydla's footsteps all the rest
of his visit, and when he went back to
Atlanta he sent her fully $30 worth of
roses. The mnjor says I ought never
to have mentioned George Buckley's
name to him?Hint Governor Telfare is
' a most dangerous man, with a violent
temper. He Bays he'd actually bo
afraid to have the two men meet here,
but I wouldn't. Buckley Is a brave
itnan, I've no doubt, but I'd venture
anything that he'd control himself under
any circumstances." ,
When the two Indies hnd gone bnck
to the house and parted in the big liali
Miss Cosby turned Into the parlor,
where our heroine sat at the piano,
idly running her hands over the keys.
"I decinre, 3-011 are a lucky girl, Lydla,"
said Kitty.
"To have you with me, dear, in this
,Quiet place?" smiled L3'din, looking up.
"Np'." The visitor bent over the
speaker. "Guess ngnirto."
"I'm not good at guessing. It'a
some, liko playing whist when one is
out of practice."
"L3'dln, every girl in our sot simplV
went wild when we heard about the
marked attentions 3'ou were receiving
from Governor Telfnrc. You know
there are piles and piles of marriageable
girls In the south and very, very
few young, unyoked governors."
"That's quite true," said Lydia, with
a noncommittal smile.
"It would be nice, dear," went on
Kitty, "to be the mistress of that mansion
In Atlanta and preside at every
function of state In the town. That's
about the nearest approach we make
Idly running her hands over the keys.
to royalty, you know. Goodness knows
If I had the money I'd buy me an earl.'
Lydla bowed lier head over the keyi
and laughed merrily. "It wouldn't In
# bad, would It?the Atlanta house, J
mean?"
"I should say not" Miss Cosby wai
p trying to pirtm the laugh.
"Ldgh. he* Kitty," Lydla said, and
^ v ' denlj^frslnff and laying her hands 01
Miss Cosby'* afeggjdev* ituS psssslni
them down firmly. "Take my a(Ldo<
and turn in and have a good time whlL
you are here and don't waste a ralnriS
fooling with mamma's plots, tihe'f a:
transparent os n pane of glass, an<L^
are you, darling. Transparency la^n
taglons. You used to bo hardey^o se<
through." S
"The Ideal" Miss Cosby"Why
Lydla, you silly gooson- But
seetned unable to defen^?1"8?!' ngalnsi
the Implied charge s^ could only re
peat, "The Idea ofy thlngl"
" r
\ *
y WILL N. HARDEN,
Author of
~"Abner Daniel."
"The
t. Land of the
VV/V C h aTf* i n g
^ S B r" Svn" "Th?
1Mb North Walk
*My?lerjf," Etc.
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HARPE#Rit,BROTHERS
\ CHAPTER XVII.
fTTlNE morning about the 1st of
1/ \| December Gtorge was alone In
llll the olHce. He hail just finished
t 1 writing some letters when Jell
Truitt came in and stood neur the
Hiove. ne was a nienucr young man,
under twenty-five, short and frail looklug.
Ills clothing was ragged and his
sandy hair unkempt, Buckley looked
at him and smiled. "Been getting yourself
Into no end of rows over home,"
he remarked. "My mother tells me
they sent you a death's head the other
night, and your father said somebody
shot at you in the field."
"That's all so, George." said Truitt
I gloomily. "I reckon I've been shootln''
off my mouth a little too much."
"I really thought you had more sense
I than to report that desperate gang over
i there for moonshining," said George
j in a kindly tone.
| ^ "Wouldn't 'a' done it ef I'd been
I sober," replied Truitt. "They made
me mad when I was full, an' I done
! 'em all the harm 1 could."
i "Well, what are you going to do about
it, JefT?"
"That's what I come to ax you,
George. Ma and pa are mighty nigh
crazy about it, an' I give 'em my word
I'd come an' ax yore advice. By gum,
they think they'll go to you when they
" l>ac\t ^ovetv filar today, George? I?I
got another wnrnln' last night; in fact,
six or eight of 'em was scattered all
about the place. I saj* warnln', but I
reckon they was wuss than that; they
was to pa an' ma an' said ef they
ketoliod me they wouldn't do a thing
to me."
"Well, there's some consolation in
that," said George dryly. t ;
"You know I hain't afeard o' any reasonable
number o' men," tyiid Truitt in
his whining voice, "but when a whole
regiment of 'em comes to drink a feller's
blood 1 jest git rattled an' want
to make tracks. Ef I had my way,
though, I'd go back home an' defy 'em,
but ma's mighty nigh crazy."
"No; you'd better stay in town today
anyway, Jeff." said Buckley after a
moment's rellection. "Go up to the
Johnston House nnd get your breakfast
?tnKe mi your meals there while you
nre in town?I've got nn account there;
tell them to charge it to me. Stay in
. town tonight anyway.' I'll see you lobuas^ioday.
-oo.
Tuli tnlUIc the gang would dare follow
you here?"
"They might, George. They raised a
rumpus here about a year ago, you
know?wliippln' niggers in Niggertown."
Later in the morning Buckley met
the town marshal, Joe Batey, on the
street. The officer wore a broad brimmed
hat, a dark "blue suit of clothes
with brass buttons and carried a policeman's
club strapped to his wrist.
George gravely explained the situation
to lilm, but the officer refused to concern
himself in the matter.
"Look y' here, George Buckley," he
said. "I)o you reckon I'm paid measly
town wages to do both town and county
work? Ef the sheriff cay n't keep
down them riots over thai* in the mountains,
1 cay n't. For $:i() a month I'm
expected to do police duty in daytimtv
watchman at night an' act as coroner
on special occasions. Besides, Jeff
Trultt's gettin' entirely tro numerous.
-Every time lie gets full he wants to
scratch some o' them daredevils' eyes
out. He's u funny chap. They Say
when h^^ drunk he'd fight a swarm o'
wildcatP^lmt when lie's sober he'd
scare at tiie sight of a baby popgun,
an', en top o' that, wlieu he sobers up
he's so stubborn he'd die 'fore he would
apologize for what he's done. What
you goln* to do witll ft man like that?
lie's no ornament to the community."
"Well, 1 only thought I'd let you
know the situation," George smiled as
he walked 011. "All I want to do is to
save the fellow's neck."
George saw 110 more of Jeff Trultt
that day. lie had some important calculations
to make In connection with
the sale of certain large quantities of
cotton to mills in tlie east, and he was
closely occupied in his office till past
midnight. When lie had iinished he
went to the front door of the warehouse
to get a breath of fresh air. before
retiring. He did not feel sleepy.
Such work us he had been doing usually
had a contrary effect on him. Suddenly
he heard a shout up the street
, In the direction of the Johnston House,
' a revolver was fired, and a grufT voice
1 cried out, "Thar he goes, boys!"
3 This was followed by a clatter of
[ msnv feet on the brick sidewalk, a
Htorm of furious ejaculations and stli
fled oaths, and then a <lnrk human billow
rushed down the street in Buckley's
direction. It wm a uiob pursm
l InigiJeff TrrMHT "V-"ii i'
k_^4HFWfmy*~TTYnwTiig why he did it?
$ George rauSuto hkofflce. and fecured"
t bis big revAer f rojh thndrawtr of his
b desk and prnod vbnolt gidckly to the
^.^oor. IlfSwas just In. time, for the
i mob, numbering fifty or more, was not
ten yards away. > Panting and almost
} out of breath, JcflPTrttltt cajmy bounding
along ahead of them ondjust ont
, of their grasp. He was making for
> the warehouse with the Instinct that
t there, and there alone, lay soma chance
for escape. He gasped out something
to Oeorpe and darted past him Into the1
wm mm itffriliMfcliMB
! DR. I. I8j
Crown and Bridge
W"?rk a 1
wnrenouse. .
"Ilalt!" George tluindereil, his 9
j volver leveled nt the umn in the le(3
I "Holt or I'll blow your brains out!" 1
The mau fell buck ngnln^tj those bo
hind hint and the surgld?,nui6?carnf
to a sudden pause. <
"Heigh! What's thls'{''p^otSTa mrftl
in the rear. "What's
"It's me," said Buckley calmly. "Thai
boy has come to me for protection, anfl
he shall have it if I have to shoot sll
of you in your traeks!" a
"Oh, thunder! Come off!" sneered 1
mau in the front. "Git out o' the doafl
Buckley, or we'll mash you flatter'raj
flitter."
"The llrst mftn that tries to pass thM
step dies as sure as God's in heavenl^J
There was a swerving baek from till
weapon in Buckley's steady hand. Silence
fell?a threatening silence. The
cocking of a revolver somewhere in
the crowd sounded clearly.
"That's right, shoot at me, you dirty
coward," said Buckley defiantly. "Here
I stand in the light, and I can't pick
you out in the dark. Shoot, you cowardly
sneak!"
"I'ut that gun down," cried n deter?
mined voice In the throng. "You haris
George Buckley an' I'll put dnyllgH
through you."
There was a sound of a. struggfl
stifled oaths and the clash of a revolve*
as It struck the pavemttrt- it was
lowed by grumbling words, hot dLi
puting and?silence.
xou nre a set or cowards, mm
Buckley, "running li>ce a pack of woyre|
after n poor boy for what he snULcfll
wlie I ani^nnd ytfli know if thef^X
any ono of you, or any three, that wns
to hold me responsible for tills Bta
I'll be on band. lias any one here tun
row to pick with Jeff Trujtt, theidBg
him speak up. I'll represent hlm.^pjjl
In a lighting mood tonlgitt nnd|fl9
satisfy Just as many as will nppfl^H
"An* he'll do It, too, boys," saldjfl
admiring voice. "Buckley's got till
right stuff in Mm! Come on, let's
home. George seems friendly to to]
cuss, an' any friend o' his is safo aa
fur as I'm concerned."
"Same here,".Joined In another voictfl
"Buck, yo're all right, but that!a^a
dern slack wad yo're takin' up for, aa
shore as yo're knee high to a duck."^
"Well, he's my friend, and I'm tll|
mother's friend," said Buckley. "M
mob like yours shan't send his corpj!
home to her if I can help it." ^
"He'd be about as much use to '!
that a-wny as in his natural condition!
laughed a man near the front. "B*
ef she hankers .after 'iui. an' BnekAtS?
-ifiaitw Jin? to >lv? oti.-I'lT wMhEW ltiy
claim. This is the sort of rabbit hunt
I don't much like nohow." . ,
A laugh rose and went round. It waa
a favorable sign. George lowered his
revolver. "Go home, boys," he said
wearily. "I'm sorry I spoke ns I did
Just now. You are all my friends; I
can see that. Good night."
They stood for.an instant ns if uncertain
what step to take, buy Buckley's
last words had completely disarmed
them. Slowly they disbanded and
straggled nway. When they wero all
Inst In th#? (lni'lrnnss H<>nri?n nlnaivl ttio
door and locked It. Just then Jolt
Truitt emerged from the darkness In
the Interior of the building and, with
hanging head and downcast eyes, drew
near.
"Oh, George," he faltered, "I wish
they had killed me. I'm a coward. I
was afeard of 'em?afeard of 'em!"
"It wasn't that, my tyy, don't you believe
It," said Gccu^e con^Ungly. "Yotl
were simply stampeded. best soh
dlers nre that way" when they see
overwhelming numbers approaching.
You've got grit, but they tell me yep
have to fill up with whisky ^to floaj^
"But you wasn't afeard Pf 'em," wfm<
ed the boy.
"Yes, I was?at flrst.^^ald Buckley'
"I shook all over, und thft I got drunk
with rage, juat like you do on whisky.
It's the same thing?Just as wide as
it's long. Don't you bother; you'll
tight, J oil. If I'd thought you were a
coward I'd never been the friend to
you I am. My Lord, don't-1 remember,
away back at the log scboolhousc, bow
l'ress Tiffton bullied you aJJ datf, pinching
you, calling you nfhnes, aqi finally,
when lie began to bump yflb kdhd
against the wall, you turnctKn^i&d
gave him the worst licking nlflHl
had? lie bud black eyes and^uH
jaws for a week. Some men nre,tlw
way?Just don't Hko trouble
away from It till It's shoved
IIow did they happen to como here fa*
you?" jj
"They went home after m&p\ reckoml
said the boy, "an' when they fpund put
I was here tlioy come on jHjftpt itqucaj
an' settle with me. Ef flFwas me]
George, what would botnf
tonight? You knoyr tharfBfkavwill bdj
risk you anywhere
office Jeft.said,
bo rmfty to leave jest QnyfeflLtfiSSi
with a whole' lot o' money lur^Npq
"It has a combination lock," Buck*
ley told biiu. "It would take an expert
burglar ftevernl hours to open it,
and the noise would wake me. That's
why I sleep hero. Nearly ull the poor
people in the mountains and liore in
town deposit their savings with u?.
It's a big responsibility, but the sate
r. iiair,*3h~
jTisT.^?
Office Bank Building
, UnioVi. s r
^ e best In the state.
' jWw y i" t?'l).roof, uml
;te^sk is varif&flBHE^ 1 totfl you. I
^^Hnb tills r o<t, and when
&gfeut that's 'n^oflier tiling you hain't
. ;Aught of," 8ai<TJpff. "Hobbers some,
Mtufe slip up on a man, git 'im well
^Hnd an' then force 'im to open
jSfcfe. What would you do in a case
cMsBu'ckley laughed. "1 haven't thought
. Hf that, I'll admit," he answered; "but,
. Kith the rcsiKuislbility on uie like it i9,
believe I'd die lighting rather than
y*That udfebe foolishness," said Jed.
yY hat's rao?ey?even a fortune?to a
?ttt's different with ine, my boy."
S |JferK0 P'flced the lamp on the llttlo
j l^ple. "Yon could give In and many
y OHers could and nothing would be said
i about it, hut if I did Urfftcy would say
: C^vns my I'ather'B^SftktyJss cropping
. Opt in another genijfrion. That would
iBethe general verenct, Jeff. Folks are
j^^Rboyou reckon. Bat George ?"'
jL^at's thtijMy^of the world.
nwHPi^Woo' sacks on tho
^ "j don't, ni -^vfirowd
'"Tou think I'd be above sleeping
IRvltfa you, my boy." Buckley laid bis
Xhaml on his shoulder and turned him
Hjiofclbly to him. "You've heard all
.Hwr talk out home nbout my being
I^Mack up, but it Is n lie out of wholo
|Bk>th. Jeff, Jeff" ? Buckley's breast
BBk high and fell?"I'd give nil 1 have
^j^Hfeel as good in the ej*es of the world
^Hs you are. There's a stain on me that
fKotliing will remove. Yes, I'd freely
^Blvc up my life to prove that I am not
Hf Awed to silence by the strange manBber
of his friend, Jeff Truitt undressed
Sand got Into hod. George turned out
sj^tlio light. Jeff heard lilm undressing.
(and then nil was still for two or three
minutes, after which Buckley rose
from his knees and got in the bed.
"Been say In' yore prayers. George?"
Jeff asked in wonder.
"Yea. Jeff; I try not to neglect it onco j
n dnyi It seems to be about the only
thing that keeps me straight. Good
night, Jeff." .
I lleorge."
j . | CHAPTER XVIII.
I ol<^ Junk shop was
I I 1 tnrnG'^ *nto 11 reg'lnr fort lost
| | I night," Ivenner jested as he
slouched Into the office the
next morntnl? after breakfast, a bundle
of letters in his hands.
George and Hillyer exchanged glances
and smiled.
"You'd have thought something was
wrong if you'd been here," George answered
lightly.
Hnnks was at his desk munching a
j piece of cracker and now and then
; taking a sip of water from a thick,
t unclean tumbler. He had no comments
I to make. If the building had been half
I demolished during the night he would
have inspected the ruin with supremo
, indifference, for it was not his per|
sonal property. an hour later a
i man and a wom^came dotfn the
street and entered the warehouse,
j The woman was short and fat, wore a
black sunfionnet and a heavy gray
' whowtf ~ The man carried a worn Confederate
flag in his left band, In his
Ufafcht a'-buttered army bugle.
Mflfeff's marrftnj^ an' daddy," Kenner
i Ht "My Lord; they got here quick)
?Preekon somebody must 'a' told 'em
*wie news lnst?plgkt."
[$' "Come on in,\>ld woman," Trultt said
to his wife. "Nobody hain't n-goln' to
uuri you." lie took the chair Rentier
tv-iis proffering and placed it near
the stove. Then lie leaned unsteadily
tn the short staff of the furled llag.
rile bugle rattled 011 the brass buttons
> of his long overcoat ns his arm hung
ilown. JT
"The 4nmp meets today," he said
1 huskily^* "hut I hain't blowed a note
[ jit.nn'Ji hain't stuck up the ting. The
: hoys vwhl wait 011 ol' Ibis this mornln'.
f,j wish Some o' my tried comrades could
here to listen to what I got to say.
jMpeorgc Buckley, I'm goin' to speak to
CJeorgc had flushed all over with em- '
HttKrnssmcnt. 11 is prollle was to the
ft. but out of iht' of his
1 'eve he had caught a glimpse of a 1
jMbmnn's figure in the main doorway.
Kc thought il-shed tIll-oil 1 brain
H-;t it jga.s MtV liillyer or I li>:-:eii-e !
|ie e a'ii 1 'iI to direct ll ill- !
itj\ v It hupp^sicil.1' j
an* my old wotn- '
-,T 1- \y i > y; I l? ?KH". ll> I-JUK
AflVeil ohrolilltl. Thnf
mm,. ?.!',.(Ii.:?; tlmr he Is! Thar's the
SJTo p (lii.l ! ton,I up iu.ti^e tooth o' tllut
? ' 1 ' i;'' ' '!' ?"\Y R??t ???Ir
$io> it '!<l ! ?? over his deall t>ir>iiy. (leoi-go
r.a. :.!,v <!>ue it. lie" the oil I man's
voli a s. !: low for n tnomont that
It was scare !y audible?"ha (lone It!
I wish (lo'l would help mo talk, but he
I; (Continued on 6th page.)
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Humor andPhilosophy
PERT PARAGRAPHS^
. There lii^' some people who seem to
keep their affectlonH In cold storage.
When there is a skeleton in the family
closet the hoys of the household
should have quite a start If they intend
to become doctors.
When ignorance is hliss, It Is wise to
be foolish.
It takes n lot of accidents to make
an industrious man believe In luck.
i'. Every man Is secretly delighted when
he hears his associate abused.
As a usual thing a man need not
work hard to make a fool of himself.
Time flies when a man is In love.
So does money.
"*!
Every old bachelor would marry If
he could And a woman who would
take him at his own valuation.
A Ladylike Drink.
When on your head the sun heats down
In summer and it's blazing hot
<On countryside and in the town.
An ice cream soda hits the spot.
No mixture ordered with a wink
Can equal this enticing drink.
A quivering chunk ot snowy cream,
A flavor suited to your whim.
A dash of foam and thca this dream
Of drinks is balanced on your chin <
And makes your Ufe seem more complete
And cools you off down to your feet.
""^otf ? >v. _
Throws in the air its perfumed spray
And spend a very small amount
Of coin, you get your money's worth
As satisfaction swells your girth.
The man who first discovered how
This cool, delicious drink to mix
Deserves to have upon his brow
A laurel wreath; Indeed, such tricks
As these call for the Hall of Fame
To justly celebrate his name.
He Paced the Floor,
Rudolph slowly and silently paced
the floor.
Just why he didn't kick holes In It
or turn handsprings as he went along i
I Is not quite apparent. lie didn't, how-1
' ever, and you may paste it iu your hat
that he paced the floor.
Some people might have paced the
ceiling or danced a Jig on the table,
but he was not that kind of a man.
It may seem an unnatural thing for
some renders, but it should be made a
noto of that he did not paste It with hi*
' fists; he paced with his feet. Cojmp to
think of it, you never did see a marf
pace the floor on his ear except metaphorically
Bpeaking, so after all perhaps
it was not such a marvel that Rudolph
should have paced the floor. At
any rate those who witnessed the perfnrni,1
?1H ?
WkMJUMVV OU IT AAV/ UCCU UI tauiu^ 1U kUU j
police.
Wanted to Be Lowly.
"Ho Is a very ambitious man and is
never satisfied if any one is above
him."
"You are mistaken. I was traveling
with htm the other day and he kicked
like u circus mule because lie couldn't
get a lower berth."
Could Work a Bluff.
! "How Is Jenks getting along?"
J "All right."
"But I heard he lost his grip."
"lie did, but he retained his suit case
and can still put up a front."
Sufficient Provocation.
What would the little baby say
If it could talk? Would It Insist
That grown folks shouldn't get so gtjf
And think that it was to be klssedT
When some old men with whfcskerets
Pounced on tho babies unaware,
If they could talk, the little pets,
I haven't any doubt, would swear.
That Is Generally Enough.
"I hear you roasting the campaign
, 0gar all the time. What is the matter
With It?"
"Nothing except that it is a campaign
i dirar" A
No True Test.
" > > >? 'a UII "Hlu:W"lt; UUJ$? >V11I
not bite WiV*
"Unless the dogs are somewhat par*
ticular, * ; ,^x.
To Play Safe.
"Hoit can young man keep hit
health and git rich?"
| "Avoid drafts and blonds." jj
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ATTORf> EYS AT LAW,-%Foscor
Building, Union, S. C.
J. CLOUQH WALLACF..
i? ?ATOEHEY
AT LAW.
Room 12 up stairs Footer Building.
S. MEANS BEATY,
ATTORNEY- AT-LAW.
No. 3, Law Range.
STOP ANl) READ
YoiTwill always fiiid a full line of
FLOUR. SUGAR. COFFEE. MF.AT.
I.Alil), CANNED AND BOTTLED
GOODS, FRESH VEGETABLES
aid ev? ry rnin?r 10 be found in ?n
tip-to date family Grocery at rav
Store. Tobaccos and Cigars a
-pecia'ty. llring your laundry to
me.
J. T. SEXTON,
Main Street. Union, S. C.
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" My hair came out by the hand*
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and it stopped the hair from com*
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Mrs. M. D.Gray, No. Salem,Ma^. ^ ^ ^ :
There*; a pleasure !
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It gives to all who use ftsuch
satisfaction. The
hair becomes thicker,
longer, softer, and more
glossy. And you feel so
secure in using such an
old and reliable preparation.
JI.OO a boltle. All Jratflsts.
Lir your droiTKiRt canie't supply you.
send us one dollar and wo will express
you a bottle, lio suro and give the nain*
of your nearest express othce. Address,
J.C A YKH CO.. Lowell. Mass.
I Wood's Seeds.
Crimson Clover
Sown at the last working
of the Corn or Cotton Crop,
can be plowed under the following
April or May in time to plant corn
or other crops the season.
Crimson Clover prow nts winter
leaching of the sod, is equal in fer
gr iiiiiamik vuiuo application
i of stalil^usianure and will wouderm
fully iucF<-1-. i-! ! nunl9
itv of corr? r>! :'i ?r ij s wnicli
I follow it. 11 a! :-.iV s ppfcndid
winter m<d spring: ;?ri?zhijj, fine
n imyfgrecn fe** !, or a jjood hay
crop. Even il ;iio crop is cut on,
a the action of th" r .otaand stubble
3 improve the \ai.d to u marked de
pree.
H Write (or price and special clr1
cular telling about seeding etc.
I T.W.Wood & Sons, Seedsmen,
S RICHMOND, - VIRGINIA,
9 Wood's Descriptive Fad Cuts lop, r,*ndy
H about Auip'st 1*t.. t-1 r >.!i b.,ut Farm
S and Vegepib ti* ?>r K til plsut?5
inp. Ma!'..- t : < s n r,'.uest.
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,IS Harness Ik
4 'wIIA
V." ii can nmkc your l ar- InjK^'vii
!,' .? Ill Bolt IU U |;||IV|> /jjK ji-iW
fund ni tnnirh ni wire l,y Ifajtf \f*j}
iiains ill'It KKA tiur- \SE //& >
ii << h h Oil. You i *iiii I y .'/t.f.*,:\
lengthen Us l.fo? make It kW llStJL-. I
I. i t t*vloo its Ioiib as It yd
fekkikft IHarness
i
mnl:cn ft poor looking bar- toS
n,fis like new. Mnile of tffMt
pure, heavy bodied oil, es- KK1
ItSXl: peclnliy prepared to with- la?
ntf; Btui,d tho weather. tyOB
AKy Sold everywhere uHSI
MHI In cans? ail sizes.
Si:' ttude b| STAHDARO OIL Ct
SCAIFE & HAMBLIN.