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T JPA THETVS n t-wAy * 10 I ALLAN P. i J Oopt/rtyM. J**, f>i/ AMES j I T. C. McClvre ] s A young man was in love wlth?8otith ley's daughter Lois. The ?gct Is note worthy only because this pnrtlculai young man happened to be the first whose ambitions bad recAlred serious attention. Like u wise parent. Southley made no overt attempt to Influence her decision. Nevertheless hts;'mlnd was hard at work, because among all the youngsters who aspired to be his son-hula w Robert Lorland was his choice. Ilad Lois .shared his opinion there would have been no occasion for the discussion now progressing in n cool corner of the veranda. "But, father." she was objecting, "his chin Ik so square and firm and his mouth so hard. His face Is almost re penent at times." "Flis features are rugged," said Southley, "but I see gentleness in them ns well ns strength. Robert's worth a dozen of those rouiul cheeked, chinless boys that have been hanging around here this summer." "Rut, dear daddy, how can I love a man I'm afraid of? Why, if he ever commanded me to marry him I'd just have to. Oh, I don't know what I do think. Sometimes"? "Then he hasn't asked you yet?" said her father. "Yes; he asked, though he looked as If he preferred to pick me up and run off without a word. How I ever denied him I don't know, but I begged him to wait, and lie's coming at o this afternoon for his final answer." Southley laid aside his cigar and turned to regard the perplexed face more Intently. "Daughter." he said, "you don't know men like your old daddy. Those blue eyes of yours have much to learn. Take a good, long look before you send away a fellow like ... Robert T.orland." "Really, 1 wish I could see ldin ns you do; but I'm afraid I can't. I have the feeling that if he were ever crossed he'd be positively brutal." "You never knew him to do a harsh or unkind thing, did you?" "No; nor anything markedly kind or gentle, either." "Well, It's hard lnek," he sighed. "Superficially, his looks are against mm." I-'or n long while after Lois lind loft him to make those changes in Iter nppenrsince which she thought were essential for the coming ordeal he remained thoughtfully smoking, with his eyes fixed tipoii the long white stretch of roiul down which young Lorlund would shortly come inarching to his fate. Mottled shadows of the sheltering vine crept across the veranda tloor until they renohed the spot the old cat had chosen for her family's afternoon siesta. Apparently considering shade unhealthful. she opened her eyes, stretched and yawned, shook her clustering offspring from their snug comfort and sauntered toward the master of the house. Arriving l?y his chair, she gazed a moment into his preoccupied face, then sprang upon Ids knee and rubbed her ears against bis waistcoat. "Why, Poosle," said the old gentleman, rousing from his reverie, "deserted the nursery? I-'or a lady of so many family cares your familiarity is shocking. There! You see? That's generally what miiu'j of i?" One of the kittens had started to roll down the front steps. Southlcy sprang to the rescue in time to provent a completion of the descent. Poosle watched him with approval. l?ut In the end wished she had attended to the matter herself; for, after standing a moment with her venturesome child held thoughtfully before him, the man suddenly tucked it under his arm and started off around the house. "Edward," he shouted to the gardener, "Edward, 1 want to borrow your high rubber boots. And see if you can lind me a small wooden box." A few minutes before 5 I,ois returned to the veranda, a vision in white, but with her white face clouded with Indecision. "1 almost wish I hadn't told j'ou, father." said she. "Refore that I had my mind made up to send him away. Now I don't ,know what I shall do. And he's so masterful that If I show the slightest hesitation he's sure to make rue do as he wants. Won't you stay and help me?" Her father did not answer. He was standing at the end of the poreh watching some one down the road. Lois went to his side and with a hand on hfs shoulder followed his gaze. "Wonder what that chap's up to?" he remarked. "He's>too far away to make out who' he Is," she replied Indifferently. The unknown had halted and taken n stand beside the roud with his back iu?aru uiem. nometning In the field had nttrnctod bis attention.' "Lot's soo what he is looking at," said Southley, as he handed Lois n pair of field glasses and took unother pair for himself. Without stopping to wonder how they happened to he so ready at hand, the girl received the binoculars and leveled them toward the flguro on tho * road. Judging from his dress the man *. was young and prosperous, for his ' jjjfUfr flannels were of Jaunty cut, nn<l P^Uy ribbon encircled his stiff straw hat. Subsequent developments made the resplendent freshness of Ills costume ap the mqre noticeable. On the othef^lde of. the dltcli bounding the higtiltfey was a muddy little pond, In the center of which they now remarked a box floating a small, \ V ' "? L p {rightened kitten. Tlie little tlilnj floundered at the edge of its frail sup port as though debuting whether to re main nnd starve or trust Itself to th? dark water. Lois even fancied sin could hear its appealing cries, and witL an exclamation of -pity she made to ward tho steps. "Wait," said her father, putting out s detaining hand, "lie's going to looli after it. Besides, it can't fall ?ft'. It't } tied." "I don't see how you can tell," said Lois. "Your glasses must be bettei than mine." In spite of the muddy water and its k unknown depth, the young man seem1 ed to be resolved upon rescue, lie started to roll up his immaculate troti> scrs. then, apparently realizing the fui tillty of such precaution, threw off his I coat rind waded in. It was evident ' that if necessary he meant to swim. 1 j But ho was spared that sacrifice. When | he reached the. marooned kitten the water was battely above his knees. Bisregarding the ungrateful little beast's outrageous spittings nnd clawings, he picked it up. box and nil,-and started 1 back to shore. "Oh," cried Lois, with a long breath, "Isn't he a dear! I don't believe there's another man in the place who would go to all that trouble for a poor little kitten. I wonder who he is. Won't you go out and thank him, father? Perhaps the kitten is one of Poosie's." ' I am sure lie would appreciate thanks from you more," replied Southi ley, "and when he conies this way j you'd better do it yourself. lie de! serves all tho nice things you can say j to him." j "Why, what do you mean?" inquired i I.ois, glancing up quickly at the sigtiif| leant note in his voice. "Wlnre are your eyes, daughter? j There, he's facing us, with his hat off. ; Now you must recognize him." I The youth with the kitten on his arm ' had reached dry soil, where lie stood i ruefully inspecting his mud soaked ; clothing. After a moment's meditation*. i however. lio put on his coat ami contlnucHl his progress toward tltom. still ! hearing the kitton. i Lois took one long look, then lowered i her classes to hide a burning face against her father's coat. "Is he still coining?" she at length i whispered. -> "Certainly," said Southley. "Von ! didn't think he'd miss his appointment i just because his elothes were mussed, did you?" Lois forsook his encircling arm and ; began to settle her hair with deft pats, j "I think." said she?"I think? No. I i don't think any more; I know. Father, I shan't need your help. I'd rather , tliank him myself." | "All right, child." r< plied the old gent tleman, turning to enter the house. "I 1 never bejlevod it wise for parents to meddle iii suoli affairs as these." RAISING DISHRAGS. A California IniiiiNtrv Which Hum 0?1?1 i'cslurcs. A novel enterprise, that of raising dishrags, is being exploited by a tuinii ber of southern California horticulturists, who reeeivd the inspiration for the scheme from Charles Itiehardson. whose gardens in Pasadena are becoming famous for their remarkable productions, says the New York Tribune Mr. Itichnrdson lnfs successfully raised i many growths now to Anieriean soil and this year is exceeding all his previous triumphs by raising thousands of dishrags. Last year Mr. Richardson's string beans, which measured forty-three inches in length, created a stir, but dishrag vines, which, with their pondi ant dishrags, tf\vine about orange trees. I palms, evergreens and peach trees and peek in at the second story windows. I bid fair to win the championship from i the beans. I These dishrags, or vegetable sponges. as they are sometimes called, are inj digenous to Africa, but now it lias t been demonstrated that they will thrive ! In the United States they are hound to : become a popular production. The graceful, well foliaged vines are not only ornamental. l>iit they bear in profusion a fibrous sponge that is eminently useful for bathing as well as , for scouring pans and kettles. Imagine picking dishrags in oue's garden just as one would pick blackberries, or Jm i rkiiii; uitvinK vinos nil Union with dishI rags clambering over one's kitclion j windows so that all 0110 nood to do Is | to stretch out an arm and pull one in. Such an arrangement would be much easier than going to the ragbag or buying dlslirags at stores. These curious vegetables assume the | form and appearance of cucumbers and | hang on the vines until their green I coats become brown .ad dry like | parchment. At this stage they are ready to harvest,^ After they are picked the brown 'coat is removed and ah 1 extremely strong and compact fibrous j siKmge is revealed. Through the een! ter of this sponge, in three lengthwise compartments, are many black si eds, I which shake out easily. In the I'nsaI dena garden these sponges have averi aged eight inches in length. PERT PARAGRAPHS, It takes n lot of engineering to steer I cieur 01 ironDie wnen it comes in shape j of a pretty girl and an lee cream parlor. It Is nil right for a <fog to have his day, but it means trouble if ho insists ?q having part of tb* night as wslL : I ECHOES FROM THE WAR ? r> How a Japanese Patriot Assisted His Country." 1 PITITUL YALU BATTLE SCENES, 1 " A CoHHuok Itnl.nrd Clinched Flit In 1 Aituny to llenvi'n, While Polish Suldlvr I.iiy Momittitf For 111m Loved One?ItiiNMian CSirl'n KeentieiiN to ! >u li t?Jiii?uneNe Koiber'a Sacrifice. I'ruuka I'luyctl ou Cinr. lints and soldiers do uot seem to have luueb connection wlth^peh other perhaps, says the IauuIou ^Cbrouicle. lint rats surest plague, nfid plague and war are sometimes bracketed together as twin scourges. Among the measures the Japanese adopted for exterminating the plague was the extermination of rats, a reward of 5 sen (about 1 penny) being given for every rat brought to the police station. The rodents began to arrive in such large ijunntities that tb'e police beg;" to ask what was to be done with litem. To their rescue came a modern Japanese i'ieil Piper, who said: "I will relieve you of your rats. I will send to tb^T stations and remove ail the bodies free and stive you all trouble out of gratitude for and admiration of the way in which the government litis grappled with this terrible scourge." The offer was received with gratitude. and the rats were duly collected. When the Itusso-Japanese war broke j I out tlii' soldiers who wore dispatched to the bitterly cold northern regions wanted furs, which are expensive things, and they could not alTord them, j j Hut presently sonic of the shops <lis- ' played waisteoats lined with a nieo j soft gray fur at a most tempting price, j and the soldiers bought these up In ' large numbers and went off to the ; front happy and warm. The eouj tractor smiled as he conned his bank , passbook." remarking. "Itats have a nice strong skin which works up into a good fur, and they were all carefully disinfected, and I am happy to be ablo once more to render a little assistance to my beloved country." F. A. McKonzie, special correspondent of the Now York World with the Japanese army, recently sent to his paper the following description of scenes on the Yalu river battlefield: Immediately after the great battle of | May 1 1 crossed over the Yalu into j Manchuria and gazed on the scene of j the conflict. The battlefield presented i a sickening spectacle, the tield hospital ! surgeons deftly patching up the wound- I ed men, who bore their sufferings with the most heroic stoicism. There a Polish soldier lay moaning "Melne liebe" ("My sweetheart"), not once, but * hundred times, until near the end, when the breath went out of 1dm In muttered prayer. Then a Russian officer strove, with set teeth, to suppress groans as the surgeons raised his shattered leg, while a fierce mu studied Cossack, lying wounded on the ground, raised Ids clinched list in agony to heaven. The Japanese are showing the great- i est kindness to the wounded prisoners, j This is especially noticeable in the field j base hospital, where surgeons even 1 leave the Japanese "Tommies" to at- | tend to the Russians. Keenly anxious to volunteer for serv- ' ice with the Russian army in tlio far east. Aiitonnina lvtrova, a nineteenyear-old Russian girl of extraordinary beauty, whose parents are both dead, j persuaded the officers of a regiment | leaving Samtoff for the front to take her with tl.eiii, says a special cable dls- ! patch front Moscow to the New York ! American. , After crossing Lake I'aikal on foot in ii temperature ninny decrees below ! zero she was informed by the militury authorities at Harbin that she could not be allowed to take part in the operations. The young girl's position was now desperate, as site had no money for her return to Sara toll'. Finally, however, she so worked on the officers' I feelings that they interceded for lior with the authorities, and she was permitted to Join a field hospital. She still hopes to reach the lighting line? in spite of all obstacles. .> When one of the twelve year men In Japan was called to the colors he succeeded in placing till of his children in the care of relatives except one little girl, says the London Chronicle, None could take her. So, doing what seemed to him a mercy and a duty, he cut her throat. It is said that the officers praised liiui for the deed. According to their view, he loved the child so much that he would not see her suffer, but he loved his country more. Of course he expects to be killed. His farewell to his family was for eternity. They will boast far more of a father who died in battle than of ft father who fought and still lived. Tlio Imperial entourage nt St. Petersburg has lately been scandalized by the number of practical Jokca wbtch have been played on the czar, says the New York Journal. For example, one night Ills majesty's bed wna lllled with cheap Ikons and buttons cut from his own uniforms. The prank was followed by others equally annoying. Finally his majesty's writing desk was found covered with toy Japanese soldiers. This was so pronounced a case of lezo majesty that a inost careful investigation was made, with the result that the culprit was discovered. He Is a page In the palace wh<?se mind ; has been unbalanced by the war excitement. I I * ^IZose Chains By IZOLA L. FORRESTER. Copyright, lfoU, l>u Izoln L. ForruUr It was late when Itosemnry arrived. Tlie other quests were rising, and dinner had been announced. She had barely time to toss aside her furs and exchange a few hurried words with Mrs. Creighton. There was one thing certain, she decided. after a glance nt Helen and the rest. They had not heard yet, and she was glad of an hour's respite. After the scene with Dean last night, followed by the solemn one in the morning with her mother, and finally the reproaches and condoleuces of four younger sisters, each with her -individual opinion on the fitness of the engagement, it was n relief to breathe freely without fear of conversational dissection of her ease. ?? iiu is 10 inku me in7" sue asked at the foot of the stairs, but Helen was already bowing and smiling to another guest as she answered: "You're always late, dear, aren't you? No excuse, though, please. Don't you see the senator looking helpless and alone over there? He's to take me in and thinks I'm lost." "Hut"? Itoseninry stopped short and went upstairs to the dressing room with a little sudden heartache. For a whole mouth one only had had the right and privilege of claiming her, and now she was tree again. She hoped Helen would not give her to any one brilliant and strenuous tonight, who would bother her by trying to make an inipressionv She didn't want to be Impressed. In a measure she blamed impressionism for her engagement to Dean. He was a royal comrade, clever and responsive, but not too clever or too responsive. There was a difference, booking back on the Joyous days of the month, she decided that it bad been this element of chumship, of mindful affinity, which had been responsible for the whole tiling. As a comrade Dean was splendid, but as a lover in the role of prospective husband to be wedded to for life she had suddenly discovered that he was exacting?most exacting. Any man who was engaged to a girl and positively forbade any other man falling in love with her was exacting. Moreover, it was foolish, because, really, it was in the abstract a compliment to his own good taste. She could not help Jack Stowell telling her that lie loved her. Of course he loved her. lie had told her so on an average of twice a month for over a year. And lie was a dear, dear boy. She smiled contentedlv at the inir rored linage of herself in the dressing room as she paused to tuck in a few refractory hairpins. Who could help loving her? Even Dean had called her the dearest girl in the world. It was sweet to remember that. Of course he had helinve-l intolerably about Jack, hut when n man is in love? She laughed softly and burled her lips caressingly In the heart of a single long stemmed Iat Franco roSB that lay lightly on her breast. The last trailing gown was vanishing beyond the heavy velvet portieres of the dining room as she came down stairs, only one lone tiguro awaited her coming In the wide hall, and she wondered who it could he. Not Jack. Mrs. Creighton did not approve of Jack. In fact, she had once called him a cub. Mild, but irritating?to Jack. The figure turned suddenly at the sound of her coming. It was Dean himself. Half unconsciously she hesitated, her head lifted a tlitle higher than usual, her lashes drooping obstinately over telltale eyes. He was terribly grave and dignified. "I am to have the pleasure of taking you in, Mrs. Creighton said. Slio evidently does not know." "1 had no Idea that you would be here." she spoke Indignantly. It was almost impertinent of him, when only last night she had told hhn she never wished to even look at him ngaiffc "I could hardly help myself, after mviutiion n weeK ago. Wo will probably moot In tlie same places for some 11 mo, until the breaking of the engagement is announced. At present people consider us indispensable to each other's happiness." Ills quiet, courteous sarcasm was maddening under the circumstances. She resolved not to even speak to him again. Old Mr. Hathhurn sat at her other hand, and she devoted herself to him with earnest fervor. lie was Interested In a plan for the irrigation of the great American desert by means of huge spinning hose noK/.les to be operated from balloons. "But you'll have to get the water up there before you can get It down," objected Rosemary anxiously for the seventh time. She knew that Dean was smiling amusedly. "Unless von nttneh it to the clouds." Mr. Itntlihurn was silent, and she felt withered by n sense of his displeasure, and she hated the theory of irrigation by balloons or any other way. Dean was talking across the table > to Eleanor I.ee, and she suddenly class- j cd Eleanor with Irrigation and other , unpleasant topics. Next to Dean was Mrs. Cliadwlek. ller gray curls were just visible beyond his brown. ones. She was congratulating him, Rosemary knew. She had 'sen In Europe all summer and had only heard of the 1m>- ( trot ha 1 a few days ago. It Seemed to . Rosemary that she wntf^unnace^iiarliy | rapturous and voluble on the subject ! "It la the sweetest time of your life^"* ; she was saying. "The betrothal Lflll I 1 arheu we laugh and lovo and let CupW bln?l us in rose chains nnd drive us ?t his ileur, cuprielpus will, spun or ta'udeni"? It's generally tandem. Mrs. Chud\rick," said Dean, with merry scorn. "There must be a leader, you know, and Cupid's law is ladles tlrst." "Ah, but they are only rose chains, Dean." The gray curls were shaken at him robukingly. "And they break so easily. Once married, they are rose chains still; but some wise fate has slipped links of steel beneath the petals." , "And if we break them now"? Dean paused. "Then there are only scattered roses In the dust nnd^.Cupid wiping and Rosemary-for remembrance. May it never come to you." She smiled at both young faces. ' Memory is dear, but not when all it brings to mind are the broktm rose chains." Tlfcre was a momentary hush. The sweetly 'modulated, old voice had carried to the fur ends of the tpblo, and all were listening. Rosemary's, gaze rested on her plate. She dared not meet Dean's eyes. The hush passed, and there was the low, light, babel of voices again. She heard him speaking to her and held her brenth to listen. "Isn't she an bid dnrllng to say that?" V "She doesn't kmjyr they are ulready broken." lie could hardly catch the half whisper. "Rut are they? Only last night, and no one knows, and' it was all a mis iiikp. hp uom, whu pleasing eyes, toward her. "Rosemary, my Rosemary." "For remembrance?" She laughed, a low, tremulous lli-Ue laugh that was the llrst sign of surrender. "For life. Roses are sweet, but tbey need the stool." She hesitated, her eyes full of questioning doubt. "Jack didn't mean anything," she said hurriedly. "He didn't really propose. lie knew that I was engaged, of course. lie only said that lie had nlwuys loved me. and, after nil, he's only a boy. It couldn't matter In the least his loving nio when" "When what?" His tone was fi ll of the old Imperative, proprietary command, and she met his glance for one swift, losing Instant. "When 1 loved you." Mrs. Creighton was rising. As he drew hack Rosemary's chair he whispered : "Broken rose chains can be rewoven, can't they, dear? Forgive me." He cought n fleeting glimpse of her face as she passed on In the wake of Mrs. Chadwlck. She wos tall and sweet as a young -lly In her white lace dinner gown, ami he felt a wild, sudden longing to crush her to his heart before them all and win the world of forgiveness. She was gone, and he was unanswered, hut the La France rose lay In his bond, and IbJsonuiry was smiling ns she, too, accepted Mrs.. Chndwlck's congratulations in the drawing room. The IVrnonnl Kquation. Mr. Ames entered with his nose unequivoenbly turned up. "Those people In the flat below are cooking onions again," said he. Mrs. Ames lowered one of the windows before she replied. "I wish you wouldn't say 'those people,' " she said. "Their name Is Watson." "Phew!" said Mr. Amos, lowering another window. **T iion* t 111 i >!? #1*.. ' - "" a uuu i ijii11iv liit- uuur is nu vcrjr disagreeable," she said cheerfully. Mr. Auies looked at her amazed. "Why, I thought you couldn't hear the smell of onions!" "I don't really like it. of course, but It Is such a little tiling to be disturbed over." Mr. Allies looked indignant and injured and felt so; L- eotUd not understand his wife's nttitiutaa "I wish you had felt that way sOMcr," he fluid dryly. "Last week yotrSnade me tell the Janitor that if those'-people didn't stop cooking onions every night we should move." "Yes, I did," said Mrs. Ames candidly; "hut that was before 1 know Mrs. Watson. We have exchanged calls this week, and I UHe her very much." Mr. Ames made a curious noise which his wife was ablcvto Interpret! "I expected you'd' take It that way," she said. "But. even you must admit that there's n i rent diflfcreuce between the smell of n friend's onions and those of people we dqn't know."?Youth's Oompaulou. . . * A Toinfh Old Invalid. In England the purchase of an advowson, or the right to succeed to a vacant church oihco, is not uncommon. There Is a story told of a country vicarage whose Incumbent was, though but middle aged, .verv lullnn.. His ten urc of tlie position being thus uncertain, tlie living wap udvertised for aalp. The auctioneer <\|ho at the time hadtlio disposal of dn. church preferments mentioned us a special advantage to Intending purchasers that the then holder could not Inst loug. To put this prospect to the test Several possible buyers went down to th* village to look over the vicar. A father and rod attended the Sunday services at the church. A servant led in the ailing Tlcar, but the latter managed to got through a very earnestly delivered sertnon lasting half an hour. In the afternbon he again conducted service, baptized children and preached for llfty minutes. Service in the evening was to follow. But the man who had come to buy had Been enough. "My son." he said, "that old cock ain't n-gOlo' yet; I am," and ho forthwith departed, in the end a young parson bought the place for himself. 'The invalid outlived by twenty years the iimn who had bought his living. He lasted fifty years beyond the sals and died of ffhoer old age at ninatjttwo. mfjk '' .1 ? is t mill >lan to boom matwwohv -<i' Girl* Form Club to AJd Them In Aa-? . Ji-rllne I,cii|i Year ltlghta. The ypung marriageable women of Le Sueur, Minn., recently organized "The Ladies' Bachelor Club of Le r, t Sueur," says the Chicago Inter Ocean. > The bylawB provide that no memMr" . ?. *| 8hnll reject an offer of marriage made ' In good faith by an eligible man, regardless of age. He must, however, agree to hnvo the washing done at a laundry, build the lires In the morning and not tell liow mother used to cook dinner. It is further agreed that he must not visit the lodge any more than one night a month and not ask where his wife was when she returns from the club at any hour or time. I The club members are strong on the leap year proposition also, claiming the rights accorded them by tradition as to . proposals of marriage, but insist on the young man or old one paying for the license for the murriage ceremony. Provisions as to pin money, hired girls and other household necessaries are incorporated In the contract. It Is told that president, vice presldent and recording and financial secretaries are already uuder contract to marry tine young men nnd that now an exciting campaign is on to fill the places made vacant by these marriages, as it is thought the ollices laid mud) to do with the early proposals. We could not borrow trouble if there were not so many people round making It. The man who is slave to a habit cannot become free by any enactment of law. The reason why women are so Inconsistent is because they are sisters to men and It runs in the family. DAMAGED LUMBER FOR SALE. I -? 3 ?? * - * ?.uirn iiiiuuruu uiousana Tfet. 01 oamaged lumber, all heart and perfectly sound saved from the wreck of the Cliftou ai.d Pacolet Mills, composed of 3*11 flooring, Oxft and 8x10 sills, various lengths, column posts of diflerent sizes, and oVer five hundifd floor l)eams fr' ni 14 to 10x22 and 30 feet in lengt h This lumber can be seen near Jonesville. 8. C. and can be bohght at a bin gain For particulars, address, C. E. Sparks, Jonesville, S. 8. World's Fair, St. Louis, Via Southern Railway. Best line; choice of routes: through Pullman Sleepers and Dining Cars. Stop overs allowed at Western Noilh Carolina summer resorts and otb< r points. Ix>w excursion rate ticket on sale from Union as follows: Season tickets $35.10 Sixty day tickets 30.10 ? Fifteen day tickets 26.75 For full information or World's Fair literaiuie, apply any Agent Southern Railway, or R. W. Hunt, Division Passenger Agent. Charleston, 8. C. >i ?r-* Seeing Crooked is about as bad as not seeinsr at all. To tbe distorted vision the things of life must seem ugly sini misshapen, and what was intended to tie one of the greatest, pleasures is turned into a nightmare. It is not necessary to suffer thus if you will consult practical opticians such as we are known to be. We can overcome an? d-t'ect or distortion ny meansof properly udjuved glassy Y??u should not fail to have thn matter attended at once if you aie so afflicted. No charge for test or examination. Dr. McCreery Glymph, Eye Specialist. M. & P. BANK BUILDING. Take Stairway on Main Street. Hours 8 :80 ?. m. to 12 in. 1 to G p m. THE Cash Bargain Store A Big Drive in Youth's and Men's Pants. This i? no chost Story, we always sell our goods just as advertised . We have placed on the market tod*y our entire line of Youth's and Men's pants at . Actual t'ost, and those vho ? are in n*ed of pants will do tjie * ... ? wise thing to cali at once ano make their selection before the stock- is broken. OXFORDS! OXFORDS!! Wo?ire atflo selling our entire lit o of Misses' and Ladies' Oxfords at cost. firs. D. N. Wilburn