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' .W- V \ - >,7T*^PR5 X SSPKp " II . ' I I' ',11 m ) ?GIRL? .AND/ ^^PrRiaHfBYijHARU (An error was made last week in -the handling of this stoijy. The part to be continued on last page was accidentally omitted. In ortler that readers of the story may not lose connec. ' tion this installment repeats a part of chapter III) 8YNOP8I8. * -'CHAPTER I.?Under tola grandfather's * will, Stanford Froughton, society idler, finds his share of the estate, valued at something like $440,000, lies in a "safe repository. ,T latitude and longitude described, and that Is all. It may be identified by the presence nearby of a brownhaired, blue-eyed girl, a piebald horse, and a dog with a split face, half black and half white. Stanford at first regards the bequest as a Jok?, but. after consideration sets out te find his legacy. CHAPTER II.?On his way to Denver, the city nearest the meridian described in his grandfather's will, Stanford hears from a fellow traveler a story having to do with a flooded mine. CHAPTER III. Waifs and Strays. When I crawled out of my berth at ithe porter's call the next morning, my Pullman was standing In the Denver yard. While I was shaving In the -washroom I asked the colored boy If my smoking-room chum of the night x before was up yet. "Yas. snh; he done been up an' gone, for the longest." Of course, this was mere Idle ques/tlonlng on my part. Tracing the brown-honrded mining engineer who had used me as a convenient dumping grout. 1 ?.?r his story was the least of my Intention at the moment. Tor that matter, since we hadn't exchanged caras, nnd I wasn't even sure that I'd heard his name straight, i couldn't h?v> tvnno/l V, I... I? V 1 I .?*? iniu u a nau ^aiucu iu Recalling the story In the gurl*1- | light of another day. It seemed a bit J less credible than it had while 1 was listening to it, and I began to wonder If the teller of it might not be i; member of the deathless guild of smokeroom rpmuucers. I buried the story amonj^the things to he smiled at and forgotten, when I took a taxi for the hotel. After an excellent breukfast 1 made a few inquiries about the meridian ; the 105th, that the maps showed as passing Just west of the city. The maps were right. The 105th meridian, which is the one from which mountain ] time is reckoned, ran a little west of | the city proper, and, by consequence, weBt of the two other principal cities of the state, (lolorudo Springs and Pueblo. I found that the 105th meridian, tracing it north from Denver, stops :Short against the 40th parallel of latitude Just south of a little town called j Erie. Traced south, it tracks the D. Jk R. G. railroad for about twenty mites and then tnkes to the mountain, barely shutting out Maniton, and passing, of course, well to the west^ ward of Pueblo. This simplified mutters?a little. Yet this business of wandering aimlessly from post to pillar, combing the face of nature for blue-eyed maidens and piebald horses and harlequin-faced dogs wag already beginning to strike me as about the most fantastic thing a body could conceive of doing. To attempt It without a plan of some kind seemed worse than useless; so, for per hape the first time in u pretty rattlebrained life, I sat down to do some ground-and-lofty head work, with Cousin Percy's letter for a sort of nexus. The third paragraph contained the meat of the matter: "Your portion of Grandfather Jasper's property was worth, at its latest valuation, something like 9440,000." What single piece of properly outside of a large city could be worth any such sum as that? I could thlqk of nothing but a mine of * some klnd> unless it might be a cattle ranch, or ^growth of standing timber; and In the area laid out for me, mines would outvote-eattle or timber about a hundred to one, I thought. . Then there was that other phrase: "It lies In a perfectly safe repository. . . . "Repository" implied a receptacle or container of some sort; a brick wall, or a barbed-wire fence, or any Inclosing thing you like to Imagine. Cmild a mine be said to be a "repository"? As you see, I kept coming back to . ; the mine Idea, in spite of all I could do; and at lust, without a word of warning, and right out of a clear sky, as you may say, smack! a thing bit me squarely between the shoulderblades?Brown-beard and his eccentric old gentleman! After I got cooled off a bit I had to admit that there was something less than one chance In a thousand that, at the price of a couple of cigars given to a fellow traveler In distress, I bad purchased any real clue to my own puzzle. Yet I couldn't get away from the .notion that I w as on the verge of a dls A4JI-. t. .1? ?I ? 1 ivuTcrjr. WUIII^ riiiiiiKii. in*" uiuucuiuuB ;part of It?the one chance In a million dhat I should run across the one |>erson In a hundred million who could tell me that particular story?didn't Impress me at the time. I was too busily engaged In trying to fli the puzzle pieces together to think of anything lae at the moment. I.'cine to suni them up, they fitted astoundlngly well. Grandfather jasper u had always been exceedingly closemouthed when speaking of bis hi vest Jm ments. Added to that, he would be tlie last man jjp the world to have conU'fessed that haihad been bitten, ?ven Indirectly, by a. gold-brick" gahte. Then, too, the eoorge be had pursued wltg ; tba mining engineer (always granting 'HORSE U)OGj ; LmDE; /^ ^^ribJ7ER'S"SONS **** lie longer. Also, It was like ltliu to keep all the Identifying marks as carefully hidden as a nut meat in Its shell. H) At this point I begun to think nhout getting action. One word from Hullton, or Bulletin, or whatever his name was, would settle the identities beyond ! question, and that word was his "old gentleman's" name. He hadn't mentioned It once in telling his yarn? which might have been by design, or Just a happen-so. Hut, by heavens. I'd make him mention it! I happened to think of the Minim: exchangee, and to wonder If somebody connected with it might not have a list of engineer* and mining experts. A hike through the stieets brought me to the exchange and the secretary not only had such a list, hut was willing to show It to me. In its proper place I found the name, "Charles Bullerton." A query shot at the tnau behind the desk elicited the information that Mr Charles Bullerton was in South America. At this. I could have shouted for Joy, because it proved conclusively that .Charles Bullerton was my man. and that the tale to which I had listened wasn't altogether made up out of whole cloth, as so many Pullman smoke-room romances are. Bullerton's usuul address, when he was in Colorado and not In Denver, was in care of a certain hank In Cripple Creek ; or at least, that was the way it had been before he went to 1 South America. . A telegraph office was the next thing on the program, and when I found one It seemed to he about a hundred-toone shot that I'd never touch bottom, since I had no hint that Bullerton had ' been headed for Cripple Creek. My j message, prepaid and answer prepaid, I contc'n only a single question: I "What was the name of the old gen- ' tlernun who bought the watered mine and the i died?" An answer to that 1 J would tell the story. For two whole days, an interval which I spent In hlther-and-yon chas- ' Ings of plehald ponies and hurleqtilnfaced dogs about the streets of Denver ?and found no blue-eyed girls at- I 1 tached to any of them?I thought I I had merely shot up Into the air with I ' my telegram, and missed the whole I t*ce of the earth. Then, one morn Then One Morning the Answer Came. ing, the answer came iu jujt two words, like this: "To Stanford Iiroughton, "Hotel Savoy, "Denver. "John Smith. "CHAItLKS IIULLERTON." Tiint settled it with a vengeance, you'd say. And yet it didn't. It merely proved that Mr. Ohnrles Rullerton hud acquired a sudden excess of caution, und was probably cussing himself plentifully for having been too loose-tongued with a perfect stranger in a l'ulltuan smoker. He laid answered my wire with a name thut meant .iust as much or as little as if he'd said "Alexander the (treat," und thut was nrcdselv the amount of in formation lit' had intended to convey. Whether or not Hullerton's memorandum ^agreement With my grandfather would be binding upon me as Grandfather .Jasper's heir, was a question for the courts to decide. But one thing was certain?that Is, granting all. the assumptions; if he should find the mine and go to work on his unwaterng scheme, he would have a grip on things that might he handsomely troublesome to shake loose. After I had argued it out thus far the next step suggested itself tn a liffy. I must have a heart-to-heart inlk with the cautious Mr. Bullerton, I telling him who L was. and iwrhupa ^iviiik hint a chance to Join forces with me in the aearch, If It should prove to ho my grandfather's mine that lie was looking for. Grabbing this Impulse by the neck, so to speak, I took the first train for Cripple Creek. The next morning, when I made Inquiry. I - found that Bullerton had left town, though where he had gone the hank folks couldn't say. I hud gone Into the* chase more than Itajf fur the sheer fan of It; pretty much as the dog rubs after the stick you've flung into the bushes, and which he hasn't much hope of finding. I legacy ; and however valueless K might be In its present condition, it had once been worth nenrly half a million?and might be again. And a half-million Is a whole lot of money, when you come to consider it. From what little the bank folks tohl me it uppeured that Bullerton was fairly well known in Cripple Creek and the region roundabout. Therefore, somebody in the near vicinity uiust know more than I had as yet been able to learn about the manner of III* disappearance and his probable destination. My Job was to find the somebody. About the time 1 thought I had ex- . hnusted all the combinations, I found i the one particular Bullerton friend 1 1 was hunting for. Ills name, as I re call It, was Hilton, or something like | that, and he was the superintendent of i a big drainage-tunnel undertaking designed to uuwuter a {lot of Hooded mines on the hills above the tunne! site. , "I can give you n little information hut not much." was his answer to m> inquiry. "Bullerton Is bughouse othe subject of a lost mine?not an un usual disease In any mining country and lie has gone to hunt for It. II* has a sketch map of the location, hut nothing to-tle It to. I didn't ask him wnore me location wns?or rather, whore ho thought It was." "Then, of course, you have no Idea whore his hunt was to begin?" I throw in. "Only a guess. In our talk, ho asked mo If I know anything about a plne? called rinoorvlllo. In the Hod desert : what sort of a town It wns. and If n man could outfit there for a prospect intr trip I took It front this that h. might he heading for Placervlllo. though ho didn't say that ho was." As you'd imagine, this wns enough for me. The next morning I wns hackin Denver, figuring out the quickest way to get to Placervlllo in the Red desert, t hoped Bullerton wns on the true c .it. hut wns mightily afraid hi iva'ii't ? In w'i'ch cn?o T. too would g? beautifully astray. T'.ut if he should nappen to tic on the right track, then I must heat him to the goal. True, he had a map to guide him. and whs that much better off than I was. But. on the other baud, 1 had the girl, u horse und a dog. CHAPTER IV. At the Back of Beyond. To my chagrin, the railroad ticket : offices in Denver didn't know m y so -h place as Placervlllo In the Rod desert region, whioh ?p? then, as now, traversed on'y by one railroad. The single "Placervll'e" they had listed was a station not far from Tellurhle. In quite another part of the state. Nor j could the Mining exchange gentleman help me. However, he suggested that | If I could find some old resident ("old- j tinier" was the word lie used) whose memory reached hack a ways, there might he something doing. "Steer me," I hogged; "I'm a half- \ orphan and a total stranger in Denver." i lie laughed, and then thought for a minute, and said : "The Du Pont Powder people have j been doing business here for a good many years, ;iihi iney Know me pitwrior buyers nil nvpr the state. It's Just : possible thnt they could tell you. Suppose you usk at their office." I went, forthwith; and the gentle- . man to whom I presented my card at the cashier's window had the dope. The Red Desert Plucervllle. he told | me, was strictly a "has been." The placers had long a?to been exhausted, and the place hud afterward figured as 1 a shipping point for some mine or mines on the desert slope of the East- J ern Tlmanyonls. He was not quite cer- ' tain, hut he thought the nume "IMaeervllle" had been changed to something else. As to the manner of reselling the "has been," this, as he pointed out, 1 was simple enough. There were through sleepers by way of the P. S-\V..1 and Oopah all the way to the Pacific coast. Armed with , this information, 1 quickly shook the dust of Denver (no slam here Intended at the Queen City I of the Plain) from my feet, taking a through ticket to Angels; and the following morning, when I ran my window shade up previous to turning out for breakfast, the train was rollicking along over endless reaches of the dry est, dreariest, most barren-looking . country that the sun ever shone upon; red sand. It appeared to be, with with- | ered bits of grass here and there and scattering hunches of what I afterward learned was called "greasewood." It was while luncheon was getting Itself served that the train stopped to water the engine at th^ most desolate place that ever lay out of doors, I do ; think. The place was utterly deserted; ' there wasn't a human being in sight, either on the platform or In the street upon which the station faced; not even the hunch of loafers which usually ma- | terlallzes nut of nowhere to see a train came ami go, I was looking out of the window and wondering how anybody. even a hermit telegraph operator. could stand it to live In such a graveyard of a place when I got my shock. "j It was a dog that connected up the high-voltage wires for me; a shaggy mongrel with his earn rocked and a red ribbon of a tongue banging nut as be Jun)|x>d up on the high station platform as If to say "Hello, stranger!" to me. For. right down the center of that dog's face and dividing It us accurately as If It had been drawn by some mnfhernatiea! draftsman, was a line marking off a black half from a white hulf! I was Just taking a swallow of Jiot chocolate when the dog appeared, and It nearly choked ine. iaickily, I jp>t the swallow down before I saw the horse?a grasshopper-headed cow pony. Raddled and bridled and standing hitched to a gnawed wooden rail in front of one .of .the tuinble-down shacka. "P}ebald" Is a sort of. an elas- 1 tic word, as the dictionaries define It, nnd It might apply to almost any beast-markings out of the ordinary. I tut the horse I was gaping at fell easily within any or all of the definitions; It was a true "calico," white and llghl j sorrel lit grotesque patchings, unmls lakaoly "plebeld,"~if a purist In the uae of the niother-tonjcuo?like Cousin Perov, f^r example Swished to C*ll ft { p. , . f "H'm; Ticketed to Angels," He Muttered Half to Himself. steward's sentry-box In the vestibule of the ear our train was chasing along again. "I ley!" I shouted; "what's the name of that place where we stopped to water the engine?" "Atropia." "Death-sleep," I translated with a grin. "It tits, all the way down to the ground. What are the industries of Atropia?" "J don't get you," - "Excuse me; I'll try to put It lu simpler form. Why Is Atropia V He appeared to have reached the conclusion Unit I was an escaped lunatic, safe enough, most probably a harmless one. lie looked first st the little colored slip sticking in my hat-band and then consulted a note-book drawn from ids pocket, "IlT.i; ticketed to Angels," be muttered half to himself. And then to nie: "Was you expectin* to have friends meet you at Angels?" 'I'lils was too much, and, anxious as I was to tlnd out something more about Atropia. 1 fi It it an Imperative duty? fool-like?to do my small part toward enlivening a rather xud world. So I said, solemnly : "i shall he met by a parade of the Angels lire department, in uniform, und with the upparutux, headed hy a brass band. But this Is Irrelevant to the present burning question. What I Hut thirsting to know is why there should be a dog with a face half white and half black standing on the <iu?iiin million piuiioriu, ami n piebald puny hitched to the horse-rack on the Atropia public square." That finished him. "Say, youiiK feller, you've got 'em bud," he coininentetl. "Hut that'll lie all right. .Inst you wait till we get to Angels, and then you can iind out all these funny things you're so dead anxious to know," "Hold on a minute," 1 interposed as he was trying to escape. "Atropia hasn't always been as dead as it is now, has ii? W'nat was hs name when it was alive and able to sit up and take nourishment?" "Ilull?" lie queried; and then: "Oh, I get you, now; it used to be culled Plat erville." "Thank you; tliat helps. Now how much farther Is it t?> Angels?" "'Hotit twenty miles." "All right. And when will there be a train coining back to this Atropia pla*e?" "Way-freight ? tomorruh mornin'? eight-thirty out o' Angels." ''Ootid. Now if those tire people and tlte brass hand don't miss nie?" I couldn't resist the temptation to give Ititit a linal shot, and it iiii the bull'seye. As he edged away I could see by liia expression that he still thought me cra/.y. When I got back to my Pullman after luncheon I perceived at once that the train conductor had promptly passed the word about the episode in the dining ear. Ti e Pullman conductor evidently had his weather eye on me. and the neei-o (meter sliieil everw time he passed my section. 'I .-is was rich, hut if I could have known the tfiitli part of what was-going-to-pop out of tliis Pandora box that I had foolishly dug up in the dining car, the amusement feature would speedily ha\e been forgotten in a pretty Plremint's elf< ct to straighten things out while thcie was yel time. 1 descended ft*om the train at my ticket-lui mcd destination of Angels, and found a typical mining camp of a single street and a tttwdry, dusty dte*irincs> scarcely c.veedtnl l\v that of the dciid alive Atropla. The first thing I saw on the station platform was my train conductor talking earnestly to a large, desperadolsh-looklng iiiiiii w hose greatest need was for u clean shave. Ity.the manner of the two 1 saw that their talk was aiming Itself at me; the railroad man was only too plainly warning the Angelic person that Angels the Blest had a probably harmless, hut possibly dangerous, maniac in Its midst. Still I saw only the humorous side of it and refused to he disturbed*. Fired hv the ambition to timl some wnv of returning at mice to A tropin, ln-fore the magic lior.se ami dog should disappear, i tramped otY lit search of a place where I could leave my two grips, 'noplace that offered, and the only one, was'the "Celestial iloiel." and I wondered what sly wag had suggested the Milne, which was a double pun upon uie name of the towu and the fact that the tavern, half restaurant and half lodging-house, was kept by a Chinaman. Hut I secured accommodation, and as I was turning to leave the restaurant-tavern trouble loomed up lit the shnpt* of the heavy-shouldered despormhiish-lonklng person whom I had seen tit the station talking with the train conductor. "I'm onto you with both feet," he remarked, boring me with an eye that I could ensllV fancy might strike terror Into the heart of the moat ^reckless |-criminal, fl'm glvln' you wafcrtan' right i huslnpss^fou't go in "I'm quite harmless," I assured him. " *GI\e me a little Information, and I'll forthwith remove myself from the eonlines of your charming city. Ho.v far is it by wagon-road to PlaeervllloAtropia. and how can I get there?" "My gosh!" he said gloomily; "two of you in the same dog-goncd week !" "Kven so. When did the other one arrive?" "Pay ? efore ylstldduy. He didn't look .-?? much bughouse as you do, hut I reckon lie must 'a' been off h'v kawlio?i|>. too. 'r lie wouldn't 'a' gone to Tipf.ia." "l.et him rest in peace. I to I get my Information ?" "Slier we speeds the pmiln' guest. Yen' e ,i ie a past your phee. Twent.von mi' ' nek; and the war freight '11 i'4 ?u .Jure lo-ni'OTUh nmrnhi*." "I'm ;;oin > to Atropi ??thi< afternoon." 1 bragged. He let me pass, and 1 tramped up the street until I found the one livery stable. Here, again, my fool reputation had quite evidently outrun iue. Tile man hud idle horses, plenty of them, as I couldn't help seeing, hut 1 couldn't hire one for love or money. When it came right down to the pinch, he wouldn't even sell me one. By thi* time I was In a hat sweat of Impatience to be on my way; to bridge that twenty-one miles before the elusive clue?if it were the clue? could once more dodge me and vanish into thin air. In that frame of mind I told the cautious liveryman, In gentle phrase, what I thought of him and his kind, and hurried down to the railroad, hoping to be able to catch an east-bound train of some kind, any kind, whose crew coula be bribed or cajoled into carrying me to Atropia. i It was Just as I was about to inquire I of the telegraph operator what the chances were that the great temptaI tion rose up and slapped me in the j face. Up the grade from the westward a tiny, three-wheeled car, currying two men, came spinning along. I recognized It at once as a track-inspection car, driven by a small gasoline engine; i an evolution of the old velocipede car, i foot and hand-driven and used by roadmasters and other railroad men for making quick trips over short distances, In half a minute the little car rattled up to the station and made a quick stop, the two ineu setting the j brakes and hopping oft to dodge Into i the telegraph ollice. They left the lit! tie pop-popping engine running at ' idling speed, and in a Hash I saw my chance. Of course, If I should steal \ the car, I'd be caught and arrested ann I hauled oft somewhere to be tried and : titled; but before any of these uniu' ward tilings could happen, I should t have settled that biting question of tlie ownership of the piebald pony and the harlequin-faced dog. With a quick glance over my shoulder to make sure thai ibe coast was still clear, I slipped Into the drlvlng! seat. Jerked the throttle open and released the clutch, praying fervently that tlie switches might be set right for me at the-upper end of tlie Angels yard. | As the machine began to gather . speed. 1 looked back. What I saw was I a-plenty. Three men, one of them, 1 What I Saw Was a-Plenty. whom I took to be the telegraph t>pernfor, in his shirt-sleeves, came running up the station platform. The shirk-sleeved man was yelling and waving something that glistened in the sunlight. Next I heard the distancediminished eraek of a pistol and u blunt-nosed bullet sang a whining little lulinhy to me as it tore past. i I tiling up an arm to show the pistolfirer that he had missed, and then the small cur swung around the shoulder of the nearest hill and Angels became only a backward-Hitting memory. (To he continued next week) ONLY MADE MATTERS WORSE "Dowager Mrs. Smythkins" Might Bettor Have Not Spoken to That 'Butler'' of Hers. When tin' f>. Smythklnses got on In the world a little, Tim, their handy man. was promoted to u decayed dress W'lllt . I I I ? I t !..> I I t I A ~ -1 - A ...... ...... III. IIIK il 11' I riHOIlJIIICIIlH IM butler. In this capacity lie had been taken severely to task by Mrs. 1>. Htny tliklns. Sr., for allowing sonic visitors who Inquired for her son's wife to go away without having announced the fact that she was at home. "If this happens again, Tina, you must say, 'My mistress is out, but the dowager, Mrs. Smythkins, Is within. Please step Inside,'" she wound up. And Tim promised to obey. Long words, however, were not his strong point, and when a few days later more visitors called, the word "dowager" refused to remain In his mind. "My mistress Is out, sir," he said, "hut the?or?ab?the owld badger Is within. Pray step Inside. Sure jdf needn't _ look appprprised. "lis what aheN I tow 111 iiic to ajtf. t?evaclf."?London Tit ' T , Domestic Science. Solby?Won't you dine with n:*T Grimes?Thnnk you, I've Just dined! I hnve l*?'en home and hud my regular meal of apples, apricots and asparagus. Selby?Isn't that a rather odd combination I Grimes?Well, you see, my wife went to a domestic science school and | lind to leave nfter the first week I ?before site had reached the second i letter of ttie nlphabet! Quick Wealth, i "Yes; lie made a fortune out of an i Idea." "How come?" "Just as soon as he saw that woolen hosiery would be in vogue he i came forward with a woolen openj work effect."?Louisville Courler-Jour; mil. Curriculum. j "Slang is getting more and more i previilsnt." "Yes. I guess the schools will soon hnve to give a course In it."?Louisville Courier-Journal. The Rub. "What we have doesn't seetn to , content u?." i: j, .m-re in niwayn so much more flint wo hnvan't."?Louisville CourierJournal. L. H. TROTTI, Dental Surgeon Chesterfield, S. C. Office on second floor in Ross J. ARTHUR KNIGHT Attorney-at-Law Office in Courthouse Chesterfield, 3. C. R. L. McMANUS Dentist Cheraw, IS. C. At Chestereld, Monday A Pageland, Tuesday. At Mt. Croghan, Wednesday morning Ruby, Wednesday afternoon Society Hill, Thursday Cheraw, Friday and Saturday the universal car CARS, TRUCKS, TRACTORS SERVICE PARTS LUCAS AUTO CO. COUNTY TA) State Ordinary County Roads Bridges ToUtl Cheraw Marburg Orange Hill Pats Branch Pee Dee Stafford Bethel Center Point Chesterfield Parker . Pine Grove Ruby hiloh Snow Hill Stafford Vaughan Wamble Hill Black Creek Center Center Grove Cross Roads Mt, Croghan Ruby Wexford Winzo Zion Buffalo Dudley Five Forks Mungum Pagelund Plains Zion Angelus Center Grove Clarks Jefferson Macedonia Plains Bay Springs Green Hill . Leland Middendorf McBee Providence Sandy Run Ilninx Hay Sprinyr Bear Creek Bcthesda Juniper Miildcndorf Patrick Pats Branch Branch Shiloh Stafford White Oak Cat Pond Juniper Oualey Patrick . . i, ii ,Br=zasimfm' % Nothing Serious. -^R "Flubduh lias Joined the greet imp Jorttjr." . MEhr * \ "Got a car at lest." N THom 8hort Skirts Again. "You are leaving town?" "For a few days," Raid the editor of the Chlggersvllle Clarion. "I'm the victim of an unfortunate typographical error." "What happened?" "1 was commenting on the Christmas shopping crowds and said there was a fine showing of our better halves on Main street yesterday." "Well?" "Nothing more, except that the printer made It 'calves.' "?Birmingham Age-Herald. i His Inquiry. "raw," began little Lester Livermore, who is of unusual width betwixt the eyes, "if a man fifty years old marries a girl of seventeen, and his son, aged twenty-five, marries the girl's mother, doesn't that make the old man the son-in-law of his own son and the father-in-law of himself, and?say, Paw, can I go to the picture show to night ir I won't a^k any more questions?" "Yes!" yelled Mr. Llvermore.?Kansas City Star. State of South Carolina, Coutiy of Chesterfield, Court of Common Pleas. Bank of Chesterfield, plaintiff. against John- V. Brown, defendant. COPY SUMMONS FOR RELIEF To the Defendant above named: You are hereby summoned and required to answer the complaint in this action which is filed in the office of the Clerk of Court of Common Pleas, and to serve a copy of your answer to the said Complaint on the subscriber at his office in Chesterfield, South Carolina, within twenty days after the service hereof; exclusive of the day of such service; and if you fail to answer the complaint within the time aforesaid, the plaintiff in this action will apply to the Court for the relief demanded in the complaint. M. J. Hough, Plaintiff's Attorney. To John .V. Brown, the above named defendant: You will please take notice that the Summons, Complaint and all other papers in the above case are on file in the office of the Clerk of Court, for Chesterfield County, South Carolina. M. J. Hough, Gt-8 Plaintiff's Attorney C LEVY 1921 12 mills 6 mills 6 mills 1 mill mills 5? . ui co i F* Z3 S" o 3- i c o S- E. O ? 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