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1 DR. McCREER EYE SPECIALIST. E' Office, PI. & P. Bank Building. Hours, 9 to I I HAIR & | DENTI ! Crown, Bridgework and F l| Office over Mutual Dry Gc | HAVE YOUR HOMEG W Cabbage Plants, /ft] Prices: 1000 at $1.50. 5000 at $1.21 Ml Shipped C. O. I>. if desired. 1*1 J3K Office in tfood condition. Wi Oj\ Cabbage, Beans, Sweef Potutc gwt uruers tor shipment of Tomato I'lai Km Sweet l'otato Draws should yk JAS. RAY < pH# Express Office, Youngs Island, S. (5. HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT ; How mauy hoars eat of each week i would be saved by yourself, your family J and your teams, by the telephone? Have you ever calculated how mauy minutes cau be saved iu case of business, sickness, or emergency ? Have you ever thought of the dollars yon might gain, if you wcro only iu close connection with tho market ? Can you conceive of the pleasnro to be ! derived from having in your home im- I mediate communication with the homes , of neighbors and friends though situated miles away ? The telephouo will pay for itself by getting better market prices. it win save several dollars every i ruouMi by avoiding needless trips to town. It will tuke and deliver telegraph | messages immediately without extra expense. It will keep you informed on weather 1 predictions ujion inquiry. It will order repairs instantly when machines break down. i It will do the visiting and make social ?y ii ?? ;*! nnk tW irnnSii. t)f "djx'ssing op" and taking a long, dusty, heated or freezing ride. It will get a doctor on a moment's notice and maybe save a loved one's life. It. will get election returns as soon as they nre in. It will keep away insolent tramps and prowling burglars. It will keep the hoys on tlio farm. It will make hoinek happier, brighter, lietter and more delightful in a thousand different ways. Progressive farmers living in the country are installing telephones in their homes, and in the near future every cultivator will have a direct means of communication with tiie outside world. a BvviMBnn Ubiib IbLCrilVnfi AND TELEGRAPH CO. wi.l be g ad to furnish fnll information opon aplication to W. H. WEST, Manager. Union, S. C. J. A. BROWN, DEALER IN REAL ESTATE. STOCKS AND BONDS. HOUSE RENTING AND COLLECTING A SPECIALTY. OFFICE ON BACHELOR STREET. J. CLOUGH WALLACE, ATTORNEY AT LAW. Room 12 up Stairs Foster Building. I SCAIFE & HAMBLIN, rATTORNEYS AT LAW. FOSTER BUILDING, UNION, S. C. WHIPS AND POCKET KNIVES CHEAP AT J. T. SEXTON'S.| > h V Y GLYMPH, ^ VES TESTED FREE. Take Stairway on Main Street, and 2 to 6. HAIR, J STS. | Legulating a Specialty. { khIs Co., Union, S. C. t\ (I >)?)S)^o)?)?)(9)?)(9)?;?) ?)<?} IROWN CABBAGE. | All Varieties. &[< r> per 1000, 10000 at $1 per IO.iO. hint* arrive at your K\ press W ite for Merchants' Prices. sSi' >es and Turnips in Season. {}) its. Sea Island Cotton Seed and be booked in advance. 3ERATY, u Enterprise, S. C. *] Good | Pickles I 57 Varieties ? Heinz I Chow Chow s Vegetables selected with especial care and prepared with a dress- > ing of mustard, spices and aged, mellow o Malt Vinegar. 2 Tin* llavor of such things 2 arc rather hard to do- " scribe of course, but 9 Heinz. Chow Chow is J good enough to warrant * us in refunding the pur- 2 chase price to those who 2 do not like it, so it ought 2 to he worth a trial to you 2 at least. We carry a full 2 line, of Heinz celebrated 2 foods and sauces. 2 ...THE... : union grocery! company, s - J "Fresh Groceries.'* aaaaaa* aoa*i Wall Paper! A large and well selected stock on hand. See my line first, I'll get yonr business. If you want fine goods let me order tliem. PICTURE FRAMING. Let me attend to them for you. My moulding the latest, my prices the lowest. You know my work, it is always the host. A lot of secondhand furniture to close out, you make the price. 1" pholstering, carpet laying and repairing. King lt?:>. Milling, The Paper Man. V" Dr. J. M. Wallace Dr.ILL.Mere WALLACE & FELLERS, (^DENTISTS*-# Crown and Bridge Work A Specialty. Offices: Rooms 1 and 2 Nicholson Building. Phone 117. ) I 1^_ I I? Under the R^ose By FREDERIC S. ISHAM, Author of"The Strollers" | Copyright, 1903, by rite Bowen-MeniB Coopiijr I small silver piece." "Well aiul good," commented the jester. "But there are conditions attached to my clemency." ! "Conditions!" retorted the vagabond. "What are conditions to a philosopher once lie has reached a locrienl nssnr. RDC'O ?" "First, you must find me a horse. Your Nanette, as I tnke It, Is n gypsy, and in the cntup nre surely horses." "But why should you want a horse? 'Tin not far to the eastle," snid the puzzled scholar. "No. but 'tis far away from It. Next, toll nie where you got that small piece of sliver, like the one 1 have promised you?" | "From Nanette." "What for?" ' "To accomplish that which I have failed to do," replied the student willingly. "Rut. nlns, not having earned it, have I the right idly to spend 11?" he added dolefully, half to himself. "Why did Nanette"? began the .tester. Rul the other raised his arm with an oxpnstulatory gesture. "Many things I know," he interrupted, "odds and ends of erudition, but a woman's mind I know not nor want to know. I had as soon question Beelzebub as her: yea, to stir up the devil witli a stick. If sparing my life is contingent on nty knowing why she does this or that, thou let me pay t lie debt of nature." i "No. 'Tis slight punishment to tako from a man that which he values so little lie must reason Avitli himself to learn if lie value it at all," returned the duke's jester slowly. "We'll waive ihe question if you liiul mo the horse." " "Jls Nanette you must ask. There's but one. old. yet serviceable." "Then take inc to Nanette." "Very well. Follow me, sir, and if you're still of a mind when you see her you en n questiou her." "Why, is she so weird and witch-likc to look upon?" said the fool. "Nay. The devil hides his claws behind the daintiest lingers, all pink and | white, lie ooucoals his cloven hoof In a slipper truly sylph-like." "Yon nrouse my curiosity. 1 would t'nin meet this fair monster." "Come, then. Master Fool," replied the scamp student, leaving the road for the field to the right, and the Jester after a moment's deliberation turned likewise into the stubble, while the h?ui><), ?o i? tialisUoil with the SCl'VlcO it had performed, slowly retraced its way toward the castle, stopping, however. now and then to look around after the two men, whose figures grew smaller and smaller in the distance. For some space they walked in silence. Then the scholar paused and. pointing to a low, rambling bouse that once lmd been a hunter's lodge and now had fallen into decay, exclaimed: I "There's where she lives, fool. I'll warrant she's not alone." At the same time a clamor of voices and a chorus of rough melody coming from the cottage confirmed the assurance his spouse was not indeed holding 6o|ltary vigil. "'TIs e'en thus every night," murmured the scamp student in a melancholy tone. "She gathers round her the scum of ail rudeness, ragged alchemists of pleasure, who sing incessantly, like grasshoppers on a summer day." "Where is the horseV" said the jester aurupuy. "Stalled in one of the rooms for safe keeping. There nro go many rascals and thieves around, you see"? "They e'en rob one auother," returned the fool. Advancing more cautiously, the two men approached the ancient forester's dwelling, the hue and cry sounding louder as they drew near, a mingled discord of laughter, shouting and caterwauling. with a woman's piercing voice at times dominating the general vociferation. The philosopher shook ids head respondlngly, while, creeping to one of the windows, the jester looked In. Upon the table, with cards in her lap, which she studied idly, sat n hard featured, deep bosomed woman, neither old nor uncomely, with thick, black hair, coarse as a horse's inane, cheeks red as a berry, glowing with health. In her pose was a certain savage grace, an untrainmeled freedom which revealed the vigorous outlines of a well proportioned figure. Her eye was bright as a diamond and bold as a trooper's. When she lifted her head she looked disdainfully, scornfully, fiercely, upon the strange and monstrous company of which she was queen. "Where can the thief frlnr be?" muttered the student. "He is usually not far off from sweet Nanette." "You mean the monk who had a hand in your nuptials?" "Who clncV Cin on?,.n/> . ..x, ??IV DVUIVO VI It I I 111, he who gave her the money of which Mho e'eu presented me n moiety. Whoever employed him?was It your friends, gentle sir??rewarded him with gold. Being a craven rogue, I e'eu huhpect him of shifting the task to myself for a beggarly pittance, while be is off with the lion's share." The Jester, watching the company within, made no reply. From the student to the woman, to the friar, was a chain leading- where? lie found it not difficult to surmise. Suddenly Js'auette threw down the cards and laughed harshly. I "JfclUier tire devil uor Ula WUld i read the things Dint arc happening In the cnstlel" "Are you still minded to meet her?" whispered the student to the duke's fool. For answer the Jester left the window. stepped to the door and, opening It. strode Into the room. CHAPTER X. the duke's fool suddenly appeared In the crowded opartBE5e?R,1 uicnt the hubbub abruptly IPaffisI censed. The uilnstrels and mountebanks gazed In surprise nt the slender figure of the alien jester whose rich garments proclaimed him n personage of Importance, one who had reached that pinnacle in buffoonery, the high office of court plaisanb The gypsy, too. looked nt liim over her shoulder, offering liim the full sight of her bold checks and shameless eyes. "Arc you Nanette, wife of this philosopher?" asked the duke's fool, approaching and indicating the miserable scamp wlio clung near tbc doorway as one undecided whether to en "Yes, I nm Nanette, his true and lawful spouse," she answered, with n shrill laugh. "But what would yon here, fool? A song, n jest, a dance, or have you come to learn n new story or ballad for the lordlings you must entertain?" Unabashed, she approached a stop near. "Your stories, mistress, would bo unsuited for the court, and your ballads best unsung," he retorted. "I came not to sharpen my wits, hut to learn from whom the thief friar got the small piece of silver you gave your consort, and also to procure a horse." Her brazen eyes wavered. "A horse and a fool flying." she muttered, "liven what the cards showed. The fool seeking the duke." A puzzled look crossed her face. "But the duke is here." she continued to herself. "A strange riddle. All the signs show devilment, but what it is"? "Good Nanette," interrupted the Jester satirically, "I have no time for spells or incantation. "How dared you come here," she said hoarsely, "after"? . j "After your mate proved but an Indifferent servant of yours?" ho concluded, meeting her sullen gaze with one so stern and Inflexible that before . It licr eyes fell. "Do you know," she said, endeavorlug to maintain a hardened front, "I have but to say the word and oil these j friends of mine would tear you to pieces? What would you do. my pret- , ty fellows, I ask you?" she cried out, lier voice rising audaciously. "Would you suffer this duke's Jester to stund against me?" j Glances of suspicion and animosity shot from a score of eyes, lists were half clinched, knives appeared in n trice from the concealment of rags and "- Ire you Nanette?" a low nuirmur arose from the gathering. An expression of disgust replaced all other feeling on the features of the duke's plaisaot. "Spare uie your threats, Nanette," he replied coldly. "Had you iutended to set them on me you would have done It long ere this." The woman hesitated. Something about him?was it dignity or pride or a nameless fear she herself experienced, but could not understand??beat down her eye*, and she turned them doggedly away. "There it is again," murmured the woumu, bending over the hits of pasteboard on the table. "The duke here! And the fool ou horseback! What do the cards mean?" "That I must have the horse, Nanette," sold the duke's Jester, standing motionless and firm before the tireplace. "Are you the fool?" she asked, more to herself than him. "Why does ho wish to ride nwny?" "Will you sell me the horse?" ho demanded. "Sell you the horse? For what?" asked the gypsy. "For five gold pieces." "A fool with five gold pieces'." she exclaimed lucrcduloasly. "Here! You may see them." And he opened a purse ho carried at his girdle. "Do not let them know," she said hurriedly. "They would kill you and"? "You would not get the money," he added significantly. "If you act quickly, find me a horse and let me go; it Is you, not they, who will profit." Abruptly she rose. "It Is fate," she remarked, her eyes greedy. His glance as he stood there, proud and stern, cut her sharply. "Say cupidity, Nanette!" he laughed softly. "It is more profitublo not to betray me. In the one case you get much, iu the other little." "Stay here," she replied hastily; "I'll fetch the horse," qjid she vuuiahed. i A moment he raulue& t&co, lately turning tft the door tbrotlgh which she bad disappeared, opened It and found himself in a combined sleeping room nnd stable, a dark apartment with floor of hardened earth nnd a single window open to wind and weather. On n couch under the window slumbered nnd snored the false Franciscan monk. By his side wus a tankard half filled with stale sack, and iu his hand he clutched a gold piece as though he had had nn intimation it would be safer there than elsewhere on his person during the pot valiant sleep he had deliberately courted. His hood bad fallen back, displaying a bullet head, red cheeks nnd purple nose, while the wooden bends of this sottish counterfelt of n friar trailed from his girdle on the ground. From a stall in a far corner a large, bony looking nag turned its head reproach fully, ns if mentally protesting against such foul quarters and the poor company they offered. "Why, here's n holy man worn out by many paternosters," commented tbo duke's fool, standing on the threshold, and then gazed from the gold plcco in the man's hand to the woman. "I need not ask where yon got the sliver, Nanette. 'TIs a chain of evidence lending ?where?" The gypsy replied only with dark looks, regarding his Intrusion in this inner sanctuary Q3 a fresh provocation for her Just displeasnre. Crossing to the couch, he shook the monk vigorously, b'it the lutter only held his piece of auviiey Hauler, iibc II lUltsur WUOSC treasure la threatened, and snored the louder. Again the fool essayed to waken hlra, and this time he opened his eyes, felt for his beads nnd commenced to mutter a prayer In Latin words strung together In meaningless phrases. "Why," commented the jester, "his learning Is as false as his cloak. Wake up. sirrah! Would you approach heaven's gate with a feigned prayer on your lips nnd a toss pot in your hand?" "C'hrlsle tuum?I absolve you! I absolve you!" muttered the friar. "Go your way in peace!" "Hear me, thou tramped up monk! Do you want another piece of-gold?" "Gold!" repeated the other tipsily. "What?what' for? To?to help some fool to paradise?or purgatory ? 'Tis for tlie church I beg, good people. The holy church?church, 1 say!" Winking nnd blinking, seeing nothing before him, he held out a trembling hand. "The piece of gold! Glvo It to me!" he mumbled, j "Yes; In exchange for your cloak," answered the Jester. "My cloak, thou horse leech! Sell my skin for?piece of gold! Want my cloak? Take itl" And the dissembler I rolled over, extending his arms. The | jester grasped the garment by the sleeves and with some difficulty wblp. ped it from him. j . "Now hand me?the money and?cover me with rags that?I may sleep," continued the beer bibber. "So"?as he grasped the money the fool gave him niul stretched himself luxuriously beneath n noisome litter of castoff clothes nnd rubbish?"I languish In ecstasies! The angels?are singing around me." With growing sunwise nnd ill humor had the woman observed this novel proceeding, and now, when the Jester had himself donned the false friar's gown, she said grudgingly: "You did not give him one of the Ave pieces?" "No; there are still Ave left." "A bit of gold for n cloak!" she grumbled. "It is overmuch. Hut there" ?unfastening a door that looked out upon the Aeld?"givo me tlio money and be gone." He grasped the bridle of the horse, banded her the promised reward and, drawing the hood of the monk's garment over his bend, led the nag out into the open air. The door closed quickly behind him, nnd he heard the wooden holt ns It shot into place. Above the dark outlines of the forest the moon, full orbed, now shone in the sky with a myriad attendant stars, Its silver beams flooding the open spaces and revealing every detail, soft, dreamy, yet distinct. A languorous, redolent air Just stirred the waving grain, on which rested n glossy shimmer. As the fool was about to spring upon the horse a shadow suddenly appeared around the corner of the house, and the animal dnnced aside in affright. Before the jester eould quiet and mount the nag the shadow resolved itself into a inan, and behind him came a numerous band, the play of light on helmet, sword and dagger revealing them as a party of troopers. Doubtless, having indulged freely, they had become inclined to new adventures, and accordingly had bent tlieir footsteps toward the "little house on the verge of ' the wood," where merry company was I ntwnys to be found. At the sight of I the duke's fool and the horse they presBed forward and, with one accord, surrounded him. "Tho Franciscan monk!" cried one. "Where is he going so late with the nag?" asked another. "He's off to confess some one," exclaimed n third. "A petticoat, most likely, the rogue!" rejoined the second speaker. "Well, what have wo to do with his love affairs?" laughed the first trooper. "Hide on, good father, and keep tryst." "Yes, ride on!" the others called out Tho nmnk hnwc/l An Inlnrnintlnn which bad promised to defeat his designs seemed drawing to a harmless conclusion. Ills hopes ran high; the soldiers had not yet penetrated beneath the costume; be bad already determined to leap upon the borso in a rush for freedom when n heavy, detaining hand was laid 011 his shoulder. "One moment, knave!" said a deep voice, and, wheeling sharply, the fool looked Into the keen, ferret eyes of the trooper with the red mustaches. "I have a question to ask. Have you done that which you were to do?" The friar nodded his assent. "The fot .^UUffooM* tho daks no mors," tot ~\ fttosweMa. "All,-he Is"? began the soldier. 4 "Even so. And now pray let me pass." "Yes, lot htm pass!" urged one of the soldiers. "Would you keep some longiug trollop waiting?" Tlio leader of the troopers did not answer; his glance was bent upon the ground. "Yes, you may go," he commented, "when"? and suddenly thrust forth an arm and pulled back the enshrouding clonk. "The iluke's fool!" he cried. "Close in, rogues! I.ct him not escape!" Fiercely tlio fool's hand sought his breast; thou, swiftly realizing that It needed but n pretest to bring about the end desired by the pretender In the castle, with an effort he restrained himself and confronted his assailants, outwardly calm. " 'lis a poor Jest which falls," he said easily.. "Jest!" griinly returned he of the red mustaches. "Call you It a jest, tills monk's disguise? Once on the horse, It would linve been 110 Jest, and I'll warrant you would soon havo left the castle far behind. Yes. and but fer the cloven foot the Jest, as you call it, would have succeeded too. Had It not l?cen," lie added, "for the pointed silken shoo peeping out from beneath the holy robe, a covering of vanity Instead of holy nakedness, you would certainly have deceived me and"?with . _ a brusque laugh?"slipped away from your master, the duke." "The duke?" said the Jester as, casting the now useless cloak from him, he deliberately scrutinized tlic roguo. "The duke," returned the man stolid1V "Wall fhia cnnlla Ann anni4 fou "I v?. "?'? night, knaves," he went on, turning to the other troopers, "for we must e'en escort the jester back to the castle." v "Beahrew lilm!" they answered of one accord. "A plague upon him!" And slowly the fool and the soldlera begau to retrace their way across the moonlit fields, the trooper with the red mustuclies grumbling an they went: "Such luck to turn back now, with all v those madcaps right under our nose! A curse to a dry march over u dusty meadow! An unsnuctlfled dog of a monk! 'Tis like a campaign with naught but ditch water to drink. The deuce take the friar and the Jester! Forward, the fool in the center and those he would have fooled around him!" ( And when they disappeared In the distance the gypsy woman might taavo been seen leaving the house by the stable door and leading In the horse. {to ur coxrrstntD.) ! .The Block of the Kye. The invariable blackness of the pupil of the eye was a puzzle to scientific men until Professor Helmholtz showed It to be the necessary effect of refrae- , tion. Sufficient rays are reflected-fromthe lM>ttom of the rye to rende: visible the parts there situated, bnt sffice these reflected rays In emerging from the eye must traverse the same ocula % , media through which they pnssed la entering the eye It is evident that they mast undergo the- same refractiou which they uuderwent as entering rays, only in nu opposite direction. The re, suit of this Is that the paths of the emerclnc nnd enterlnc mr? cotn/?M<? I and the former will therefore return to I the source whence as incidental rays they originally started. There is nothing in the pupil to reflect light?in fact, it resembles a window looking into * dark room. I He Didn't Mind the F?(. , The London Chronicle relates 'that during a dense fd&Jn London a military man advanced in years lost his way completely in the nocturnal vapor, i Bumping against a stranger, he explained his misfortune and gave his address. "I know it quite well," said , the stranger, "and I will take you j there." It was souic distance, but tho guide never hesitated for a moment on the whole route. "This is your door," | he said at last as a house loomed dimly j before them. "Bless my soul," said the old gentleman, "so it Is! But how on earth have you been able to make your way through such n fog?" "I know every stick and stone In this part / of London," said the stranger quietly, ? 'Tot-1 am blind!" The Klrnt "C?aard." The first use of the word canard (meaning a duck) in the sense of hoax j is attributed to Norbert Cornelisseu, . who, to give a sly hit at the ridiculous pieces of intelligence in public Journals, " circulated the report that an interesting experiment had just been made calculated to prove the extraordinary voracity of ducks. Twenty were placed together, and then one of them was killed aud cut up into pieces, feathers and all, and thrown to the other nineteen, who greedily devoured it The process was repeated until, as was nverred, the last duck had enten the whole of his nineteen companions. The story ran the round of all the Journals in Europe and so established tho appropriateness of the term canard for hoax. A Shock. "Now, Henrv." she hp?in ?!?? ? w , ? -O"^ jaw, "I roust have $10 today.** "AH right," replied her husband, "here It in." "Gracious, Henry!" she exclaimed, suddenly paling. "Wbat'a the matter? I Are you III?" Forbear mod Forgive. I Do not expect too much from other*, but remember that all have some II) nature. whose occasional outcropping we must expect, and that we must forbear and forgive, as wo often deelre forIjoaranco and forgiveness ouraolvee. I The child la a bundle of lnstlncto, not > a sheet of white paper.?0. 1L ArchlUMk