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# ' "There Is one thing that will mal
her hesltnte," said Mrs. Cranston, loo!
Ing up with a steely stare. "Her fi
' titer's heart Is set on her marryln
Governor Tolfnre, nntl the major
^ ? o1
"J van tee <1 only one way."
health is failing. I really believe if she
ahould not obey his wishes?if she
were to do such a dastardly thing as to
marry this Buckley, It would kill him,"
"That situation may Influence her,"
admitted the Virginia girl. "A woman
will often marry a man she doesn't
. love to gratify those aho does. But If
Lydla does marry Governor Telfare,
she'll carry an idenl of another man Into
his home and down to her grave,
even If she lives to give her husband <
grandchildren. But, oh, Mrs. Cranston.
\ I wish It could be otherwise. I wish, i
all my heart, that I could walk
* "down this minute and call that man ouUfd
t in tell him I'd *- -*? ~
his manly face I'd like to kiss Iilm i
/. . __ .*^-_?nd assure him I was not a spy work- i
Jm *?* Ing against him, but his frlond. The 1
* dear fellow thought he had made him- ]
v - self ridiculous before us this morning,
when he had simply tangled himself up ]
In our heartstrings and left them bleed- 1
ing In his favor." 1
"Don't, don't!" Mrs. Cranston rose
. and stood frowning. "I see I can't
count on you, Kitty; but, at least, yon 1
' will not?you know what I mean?" 'j
"No. I-shall have nothing to do with
It either way," said Kitty, with a smile. ,
"J cpn promise you that?at least, \ |
tbihk I can."
CHAPTER XX. ..
\ fV-vlNE morning shortly after this 1
II II #hr'Hlllyer met Jiip Kenner
IIII <m the main street of the vllVmJ
Inge near the warehouse and 1
paused to chat with him. "I'm still
workln' on yore case," she told him. i
"The only trouble Is that you are too 'i
... backward to help. I serve you up with
different gravy at every meal an' keep <
you on the sideboard to eat cold 'twlxt i
meals, but ef you don't come up some i
time an' take a hand she'll want a
change o' diet." I
Kenner's honest face reddened. "I'm
afeard I'm glttin' too old, Mrs. Hlllyer,"
be laughed In high pleasure. "I
mimm wui mi. * - <
m.. ? #vu UJ/ trviu, > null/ Ull lug UU101
bout my age/' ? i
"Worry?" she laughed. "What does '
age amount to? The older a man gtts 1
In this life the younger he is In the i
next, an', from all accounts, the next I 1
la better an' keeps a body at a standstill.
Lord, you don't look like a feller
that worries about anything unless
It's fer the lack o* some devilment.
|fr. HUlyer's told me how you love to
fag old Hanks. I reckon since Bob's 1
done the way he has you'll have It In i
fer the old man, or, rather, he'll have
It In fer you all, beca'se Mr. Hillyer ;
ays Hanks predicted from the first 1
that Bob ud come to no good. I hain't
, - aeed Mr. Hillyer since Mrs. Dugan
told me about It, but It'll worry '1m
like rips, fer, you know, Jest day before
yesterday he let Bob have another i
two thousand to enlarge his business i
?<i on. Enlarge, I say. A boy o' that age 1
art to be spanked fer what he's done?
lest when folks was brnggln' on '1m,
n'
"Why, Mrs. Hlllyer"?Kenner's eyes
were wide open In astonishment ?
"what are you talkln' about?" 1
"Talkin* about? Jim Kcnner, do #ou
mean to tell me that you, the blg&est i
man gosalper In Darley, don't know i
what Bob Hanks has gone and done?" i
"I'm at the fust of It, Mrs. Hlllyer."
"Well, be simply got that little or- i
phan gal, Dorn May, some'n' or other, 1
from Louisville, out o' Mrs. Styles'
boardln' school last night an' drlv *er <
In a buggy to Sprlngtown an' got a <
country preacher to marry >m." 1
"Good Lord, Mrs. Hlllyer!"
"That's what he done," went on Mrs. !
Hlllyer. "They spent the night at the 1
Breaker's, bouv. tb<;k_ break/ast. *&' 1
By WILL N. HiBEN,
ft h o r of
lier DanI
"The
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te drlv bnck to Darlfcrbey've put up
1c- permanent at the .iyon House. Mrs.
Dugan went up faced whar Bob I
g had registered 'n.^nnks nnd Lady,'
'a bless you! An' tfchlt of a gal In
short dresses lia if below the hneol
Tlrs. Dugan ssyfllilo she was thnr
fl-lookln' old llarjome In as yallar
as a squash an' |1 If they had rlz
yet. The clerk I 'hu no?that the
bridegroom had tfho to say that he
was not at homcfiny callers, an' ef
It was about buws they wanted to
see 'lm to refer Tto his head salesman
at the sloreJld you ever? Is It
any >vonder his illy wouldn't set 'lm
up in business? wust big- head on
earth is.the sortjat young boys has
when they thinwcy can start in to
- raisin' a familylioh couldn't stand
prosperity, I reel. Mrs. Dugan says
I Mrs. Styles ha?sintsscd school for
I the rest o' theleek an' Is welkin'
! about the cam [A on her hands with
j 'er feet In tlie M It seems that the
gal was put iimrs. Styles' care by
some kin o' lu>r' ini' the old lady doit't
know what she' p do about it.' Tliar's
' some secret ah ii who an' what the
gal is anyway, llrs. Styles is afeard
It will bust uf lie Institution. Mrs.
! Dugan says it mil help the school?
' that folks will jrpnd tlie'r scrub gals
[ thnr to git 'em iflrried off. Hain't they
] nenrd It at theflln rehouse?"
"They li:i(ln't Itten I left about twenty
minutes ago/ lire. Illllyer."
"Well. I won't stop you. I see Mrs. I
Stillman lea 11 In* over the fence without
a bonnet or sliawl in this wind. I'll no
an* ease 'ev lip. I know yo're eechln'
to tell it to yore ping."
A few minutes after Kenner had exploded
his information at the ortice old
Hanks cnuie In. lie was pale, and hia
akin looked as dry aa old parchment,
but he was eating roasted peanuts,
breaking the husks with steady, pronglike
finger nails. lie snt down without
a word and dropped a handful of
hulls Into the stove.
"Jim," he said suddenly to Kenner,
"what did you ever do about that account
Bill Haskill was n-owln' you?"
"I got it yet." said Kenner, throwing
i knowing smile around the room.
"Well, ef you'lh-'^count it enough to
I'll J>uy It. I've
got 'im tie<l v^TSjh? ln"d ?*
hls'n, an' I wffm^fce'ittnu.
"I reckon we klti make a dekl," said
the cotton buyer as he wiped a smile
from his facile mouth with his long
hand. "I reckon you heard that Bob
had taken to hisself a helpmeet?"
The group hung on the old man's reply.
Ilanks crushed another peanut In
his hand and raised the best part of It
to his lips.
"I don't care what lie does," ho said.
"I told you all you'd make a fool of
'im, an' now I reckon you see I was
right." He was staring accusingly at
Hillyer. "You started it," he blurted
out. "Thar ain't one boy in forty million
that kin keep front glttln' the big
head with secli responsibilities put on
'im all of v sudden, but I hain't a-carln.'
I reckon }*ou know how to git yore
money back."
"Oh, 1 don't know thnt this means
absolute ruin," said Illllyer in his own
defense. "Somehow I've got faith in
Bob yet. A liov full o* nnnnv lore will
sometimes apt reckless, but It may end
all right,*'Tv
At this 'juncture Rob Hanks himself
came In. He wore Ills best clothes,
and his hoots had been freshly polished.
His glume, a rather frank one,
Kenner thought, rested dubiously on
bis father's face.
"They told me at the hotel that you
wanted to see me. father," Jie said. "If
I'd known you"?
"Yes, I called an* left my cyard," answered
Hanks, with a sneer, "but I
wasn't In no hurry. I Jest called on n
little matter o' business. You sorter
got 1110 to promise n week ago that I'd
be'p you put In that stock o' dry goods,
but I find otlt tlint my present intentions
won't permit of It. When I thought
favorably of it, you wns a unmarried
man, with Jest yoreself to look after
nn' yore board pnid by another party,
but now you've tuck the best quarters
at the hotel an' got a high priced dressniaker
runnln' round to put hems on
yore wife's skirts to klver up yore folly,
an' It's different. No; I won't put a
cent In that business o* yore'n, an',
moreover, I want to say right now
that as soon as Mr. Trnbue gits back
from the country he'll stick a clause
In my private papers that'll keep you
an* that schoolgnl from benefltin' by
my death."
"Oh, I knew all this would come,"
Bob said In a regretful tone to George,
who was eying him in slow bonder,
"but I hain't the fool I look, George.
Make Jake go out o' the office, an' I'll
tell XHLfollg all about It."
The negffc did liot have to be informed
that he was not wanted, and with
a sly laugh, half of apology, ho hurried
out Into the warehouse.
"You could be a big enough fool fer
any use an' not be as big a one as you
lookup said old Hanks, with a sneer.
"Look y' here, young man," demanded
Kenner, "didn't you tell me t'other
day that you was goln' to let up on
that redket?"
"I remember tellln' you I wasn't goIn'
to steal the girl out fer any more
bnggy rides," said Bob, with a smile.
"There will he no need of that in the
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Crown and Bridge Work
a Specialty
v
future, I hope."
"So that's what you meant?" laughed
Kenner.
"Yes; that's what I meant."
Bob drew one of the high revolving
stools up near the stove and got up on
It, his heels resting on one of the rungs.
His new broadcloth trousers glistened
in the light from the window.
"I see I'll have to tell you all about
It from the first." he began In a strangely
confident tone. "I don't ask anybody
any odds, an' wouldn't bother to
explain to most folks, but I'll acknowledge
I want you fellows down here to
think well of me, for you aro all business
men and I'm a business man."
"That you are," snarled Hanks.
"Thar's business men o' yore grade In
every pore house an' asylum In America."
"Now, you keep quiet If you want ine
to tell about this thing," said Bob. "I
*m a business man. I know how to
make money. Everything I've put my
hand to since I got a start has turned
out a fair profit. If I couldn't make
money faster than you. father, I'd take
In my sign. You've always been afraid
of big deals. 'Go slow' has been your
motto, an' It's hunting you to your
grave. Now, this is the way the whole
blamed thing come up. I'm old enough
to marry, and that girl"?
"Old enough the devil!" broke In
Hanks. "You look like you are with
that fuzz on yore Hp."
"I reckon a man ought to be his own
Judge ns to whether he Is old enough
for n step o* that kind," Bob said, with
sudden dignity. "It begun thla way.
There was three sophomores nt Mrs.
Styles' school and they all seemed bent
on seeing^ which one could make me
like 'em the most. They was all pretty
enough an' sharp enough, an' I reckon
It was JuRt human nature for mo to
carry on with 'em a little. I don't know
as I liked one better than another at
first. It was just the fun of seeing
'em wrangle." Bob laughed out Impulsively.
"They pretended to be ns thick
as molasses In the winter, but they hated
one another like snakes. Then they
got to telling lies on each other. I
knew they were lies because I caught
up *lth 'em. Finally I saw that Dora
May"?
"Do you mean Mrs. Hanks?" asked
Kenner, with mock solemnity.
"Yes, my wife," replied Bob. "As I
say, I finally saw she was Just the
girl I was looking for, and I made up
my mind to get married and be done
with It. Thinking about her and trying
tovee her took up too ^ggch time.
.1 told her my
^t she advisjfd,ihe to godhead. 0b9v
] Mcrent ns a hog ^n Ice, anVshe
can hrford to be." Bob papatd for a
moment, twirling his fingers between
Ills knees, and then he went-on: "I
reckon I'll have to tell you all something.
I don't know as I'd tell it now,
but father is raisin' such a row over
my marryln' that it puts me In a bad
light and hurts ray business. My credit
won't be worth shucks If It gets out
that msdnddy lias gone clean back
on me?thalkls, until they know about
my wlfe'i* connections. The truth is,
Dora Mayw got plenty of money."
"Money?" echoed Kenner and Ilillyer
In a breath.
"That's what I said," answered Bob
calmly.
"Then you married her fer that,"
said Kenner sternly.
"No, I didn't." replied Bob. "The
truth is, I liked her before I knew
about It. fihe Sllltfl nio tlr*tr?r? nnrl T
can't help It If she Is well olT. She's
what would be called big rich In this
part of the country. Her father left
her several blocks of business houses
In Louisville. The rent on one batch
alone is something over Ave thousand a
year and will all come to her when
she's of age. Her guardian didn't1
1
"There ain't.a bit of harm tn a fellow
marrying money."
think it would he best for it to get out
down here before she was done school,
an' so he got Mrs. Htyles not to mention
it an' made Dora May promise
not to tell it. But, of course, when
me an' her got engaged, and"?
"Von let n pal In short frocks tell
you n cock nn' bull story like that,"
broke In Hnnks, his sallow face working
visibly, "an* you swallowed it, like
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Office Bank Building
Hilton. 8 ?
.'he sucker you nre."
"I luid no reason to doubt It," retorted
Hob, with a flash. "But I found
out afterward that it was all true. I
know a tobacco drummer from up that
way. He seta all my trade In that line.
Me nn\ him are pretty friendly, an' I
confided In him. He told me he knew
all about the family and substantiated
everything I)orn May had said an'
added a lots more about Investments
of hers that she didn't even know
about."
"Hut why were you In such a hurry?"
-risked Kenner, who seemed to be
the only one In the group capable of
ready expression.
"Well," Rob hesitated, and a frank
flush spread over his face, "there are
some boys In this town that would
run after a rich girl, and Dora May
would have been entirely too popular
to do her any good. Oh, you needn't
worry about me an' her! I tell you we
know what we nre doing. She's business
from head to foot an' knows I can
manage her affairs all right. There
ain't a bit of harm In a fellow marrying
money If he loves his wife and has
the ability to make some himself. I
believe I'm a born money maker. I
reckon I got It from father. I believe
If he'd 'a* had a fair chance and not
been afraid he'd 'a' been the richest
man In this state. He married a poor
woman and lind no start, and yet he's
done well?that is, pretty well?for his
chances."
"Ef he ever Is about to starve you
mought give '1m a Job eollectin' Dora
May's rent," said Kenner, who wns
bubbling over with enjoyment.
Miion silence fell. They were nil
waiting for Hanks to speak, but ho
hod nothing to sny. Ho rose and went
outdoors, his scrawny hands In the
pockets of his trousers.
"The Lord only knows what he'll
do," said Bob. "But the die Is cast, an'
I feel sorter Independent of hlm. Look
here. Mr. Kenger," turning back from
the door, "you must get the Idea out
of your heed that I did this thing just
because bora Max.-. was well fixed. I
tell you nhe'e JustSfttfet I was looking
for. She's pretty toot a bit Inr.y and
thinks that-What I don't know nln't
Worth learning.# She's been so much
interested tatolir in ray business that
ehe Wasn't statin# good at school anyway.
She's iffve me a gtw fcft many
write all thpm ads. that MUkOLpaid was
so good, especially them wMpWhepoetry
In 'em. I'm a bad npelifcf^wirashe correct
eit al'-' ' /ore they was printi
thfifc ie,
Bob hfl'l p^ntjF*rll swear I don't know
whetMr to kflRf or congratulate *lm."
As Qeorge W8<tegolng borne to dinner
hejRaw old flpks leaning on the
fencdflHptit vadantdot waiting for blm.
GeiHgt^pgused!' "That ground ud make
good 4|ptulP8<" said Hanks, spitting
over tbe fence. "I believe I'll make
Trottsjfgn offer for It. I could pasture
my cow, on It In the spring."
Geojpk, said nothing. He knew the
old man^nad waited for him to speak
of Bob's marriage.
"Went up thar to see Mrs. Styles."
Hanks nodded In the direction of the
schoolhouse.
"Oh, you did?"
"Yes. Found 'er with 'er head all
tied up In rags an' smellln' like a drug
store. At fust she kept up sech a
screcehln' she wouldn't let me say a
word, but she quieted down after
awhile, an' me 'n' her sorter come to
a understandin'."
"An understanding? That's good,"
said George.
"Yes. We both sorter come to the
conclusion that if she'd write to that
guardeen that Rob was an only child
an' could naturally expect something
at my demise that, maybe, he would
not raise a row."
"Then the girl really is rich," said
George.
The old man spat over the fence
again. He avoided George's glance.
"Yes, she's pretty well heeled," he
said, "an' not a fool by a long shot.
She Tfras up at Mrs. Styles' this mornIn',
the old lady said, with a long dress
on. She talked pretty straight?didn't
Intend to have nobody meddlln' with
her atTalrB? ef anybody hod anything
to say agin Rob Hanks to send 'em to
her, an' so on. Rlamed ef 1 hain't
sorter curls to see 'er. Somehow I always
wanted a gal in the family, an'
one with plenty o' scads is about as
acceptable as any other sort?safer In
the long run."
"When Mrs. Hiilyer was told at the
dinner table that day of the outcome of
Rob's marriage, she said: "Well, I
don't know ns Rob Hanks is sech a
hard case after all. The highest in the
land is a-doln' Jest what he done? marryin'
with the'r e3*es open. The only
di(Terence is Mob don't inako 110 bones
over it. He admits he's struck a good
iiiiuK im uas 100 inucii nusincss prtue
to underrate hU investment."
"Nevertheless, Mnrthn," said Hlllyer
over liis poised coffcc cup, "I'd n little
rather see llob innke more over the
girl than he does."
"Oil, 1 don't know why the boy
should go about 'fore that gang down
thnr with his Odin's on exhibition, an'
even ef It's jest a cut an* dried business
deal on IiIb part It will end a sight
better, 1 bound you, than a lots o' slobberin'
love affairs that run dry a mouth
after the knot's tried. Hut I don't
somehow tlitnk Hob an' his gal will
end up bad. Thav-'s n sunny, cheerful
way o' look I n' out fer yourself, an'
them two young hns may Jest laugh
(Oontinned on 6th page.)
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Humor and Philosophy
By DUNCAN H. SMITH
i 1
Copyright, 1904. by Duncan M. Smith.
THE CITY SPORTSMAN.
Lo, he arrives!
Run, children, for your ltveat
Call the men
To drive the sheep Into the pen;
Warn the old bay mare
That there is trouble In the air;
Tell the self confident mule
That It Is no April fool;
Hide the cow.
Poor, Innocent creature. It Is not her row;
Put the Innocent bystander wise.
For he may prize
His delicate skin. Oh. he will understand.
The city sportsman Is abroad In the land!
He comes to shoot ferocious quail
And to nssall
fierce rabbits and the like
And to strike
With terror. In his mind.
The feathered kind.
That Is his aim, but, oh, my child.
His aim goes wild.
The quail can look him In the eye
And then make arrangements to die
Of old age.
The prairie chickens may engage
Board for the rest of the year.
Though he Is near.
The rabbit may take Its time
To go Us way and never think of charging
him with a crime.
The squirrel may think the tale of danger
a silly yarn.
But, oh, I tremble for the side of the
barn.
For the family cat
Or anything he Is not aiming atl
He comes with modern gun
And one
Swell hunting suit
To shoot.
And where he takes his stand
The shooting Is Just grand.
But, say.
The killing's Just the other way.
He Is on the Spot.
Often wo do not credit the insects
nd lower animals with the intelligence
that the faets seem to warrant. It
must be that the mosquito Is able to
read and write, for wherever man goes
patiently to work to build a summer
resort he is always there for the opening
day.
Doubtless when the little pest is buzzing
about our heads and we think that
he Is trying to get n drink of our rich,
warm blood he Is only trying to look
over our shoulder for the purpose of
reading the summer resort advertisements.
The mosquito, too. is an nrflit *r?
can draw blood better than any painter
that ever wasted $7 worth of Ink on a
$3.50 battle scene. As a musician he
hums nothing but classical airs. You
never catch him singing Bedella. Considering
the fact that he never took a
college course, having been limited to
Chautnuquas and the like, the mosquito
is a decided credit to himself, and
it Is feared that man does not always
appreciate him.
- Incentive to Die. ' "
/A5UVHT
1 TOUSH row CA<H
Bp
b
"Do you think he will live through |
the operation?"
"Of course he will. Didn't he particularly
Inquire of the doctors if it
would be any cheaper if he did not
pull through?"
Can Afford It.
When she was poor end had a cold I
Cough sirup would relieve her;
Now she Is rich and has to take
A Journey to some Inland lake
TO get rid of hay fever.
One Good Miss.
"What a lot the ancients missed by
dying so soon."
"I don't know. It was lucky fof
Solomon that he passed away before
the age of tailor made gowns and picture
hats."
Couldn't Hrave Convention.
Where la the festive shirt wslst roan
Who started out to be so br&veT
Be couldn't carry out the plan.
For he was also fashion's slave.
PERT PARAGRAPHS.
There are lota of people living on ,
Easy street who don't know It.
Sometimes It takes n lot of nerve to
tell a woman that her baby looks like
Its father?after you have seen the old
man.
t
When a woman drives a nail she
doesn't
It is not always a sign that a girl
is to be married when she attends cooking
school. Perhaps be married the !
other girl and she wants to show him i
where he made the mistake.
When a man's wife is away he always
gets a grouch on because he does
not seem to be able to live up to his
opportunities. if
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Gray Hair
"I have used Ayer's Hair Vigor
for over thirty years. It has kept
my scalp free from dandruff and
has prevented my hair from turning
?Mrs. F. A. Soule,
Billings, Mont.
There is this peculiar
thing about Ayer's Hair
Vigor?it is a hair food,
not a dye. Your hair does
not suddenly turn black,
look dead and lifeless.
But gradually the old color
comes back,?all the rich,
dark color it used to have.
The hair stops falling, too.
SI.IO a bottle. All tfrafflsts.
I If your druggist cannot supply you,
send us ono dollar and wo will express
you a I Kittle. Ito suro and givo tho name
of your nearest express ofhee. Address,
J. C. AY Kit CO., Lowell, Mass.
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Crimson Clover
Sown at the last working
of the Corn or Cotton Crop,
cun be plowed under the following
April or May in time to plant corn
or other crops the same season.
Crimson Clover prevents winter
leaching of the soil, is equal in fertilizing
value to a ood application
of Btable manure and will wonderfully
increase I'm ; it! 1 and nualitv
of corn 01 nilior rops wnich
follow it. It also i.tp.i. s splendid
winter and spring grazing, fine
early green fe - 1, or a good hay
crop. Even if the crop is cut oil*,
the action of the roots and stubble
improve the land to a marked degree.
Write tor rrice and special circular
tfilllna ahnnt
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I mid Vege: ill iJ ?>? '*11 n't:; rI
lng. Mai'- i,ui r!
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Why You Should Insist on Having
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Keeps out water.
A heavy bodied oil.
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Reduces cost of your harness.
Never burns the leather; its
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Secures best service.
Stitches kept from breaking.
Oil
|s sold in all
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-^ATTORNEYS AT LAW>
Foster Building. Union, S. C.
J. CLOUGH WALLACE.
ATORNEY AT LAW.
Room 12 up stairs Foster Building.
S. MEANS BEATY,
ATTOR N E Y- AT- LAW.
No. 8. Law liatige.
STOPAND READ
You will always find a full line of
FLOUR, SUGAR, COFFEE, MEAT,
LARI), CANNED AND BOTTLED
GOODS, FRESH VEGETABLES
*nd everytning to be found in on
up-to dare family Grocery at my
Store. Tobaccos and Cigars a
'pccialty. Bring your laundry to
roe.
J. T. SEXTON,
Main Street. Union, S. C.
CONTRACTORS'?
^BUILDERS'^
BULL SUPPLIES.
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