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v' jJavSiy^S^ , waagg8aeggBaeBa=g=g^ lErskir fcPior ^^^clohn I^^Jliustrafed by v (Continued from last week) CHAPTER VIII . The Tndfan boys were plunging Into the river when Ersklne appeared at the opening of the old chiefs tent next morning, and when they came out Icicles were clinging to their hnlr. He had forgotten the custom and he shrugged his shoulders at his mother's Inquiring look. But the next morning when Crooked Lightning's son Black Wolf passed him with a taunting smile he changed his mind. "Walt!" he s^ld. He turned, stripped quickly to a brteech-elout, pointed to & beech down and across the river, challenging Black Wolf to a race. Together they jdunged In and the hoy's white body clove through the watet like the arrow thnt he was. At the beeeli. he whipped about to meet the angry face of his competitor ten yards behind. Ilnlf-wny hack he was morn than twenty yards ahead when he heard a strangled cry. Perhaps It was a ruse to cover the humiliation of defeat. hut when he saw hucks rushing for the river bank he knew that the Icy water had brought a cramp to P.lnelc Wolf, so he turned, caught the lad by his topknot, towed him shoreward. dropped him contemptuously and stalked back to his tent. H!f mtoher had built a fire for him. and the old chief looked pleased and proud "My spirit shall not pass," he sain and straightway lie rose and dressed, and to the astonishment of the trlb< emerged from Ids tent and walked firmly about the village until In- found Crooked Lightning. "You would have Black Wolf chief.' he said. "Very well. We shall sec who can show the bettor right?yout son or White Arrow"?a challenge thrr sept Crooked Lightning to limit awhile hi his rent, and then secretly '? consult the prophet. Later the nl.l chief tail ed long ic White Arrow. The r-oph-' bo ?r?iI?1 had been with them but a little while. He claimed that the Great Spirit had made revelations to him alone. What manner of man was he. questioned the boy?did lie have ponies and pelts and Jerked meat? "lie Is poor," said the chief. "Me has only u wife and children and the tribe feeds him." White Arrow himself grunted ? it was the first sign of his old life stir ring within him. "Why should the Great Spirit plcl^ out such n iiinn to favor?" lie asked. Hie chief shook Ills head. "Crooked Lightning has found much favor witli him, and in turn with the others, so that I have not thought It wise to tell Crooked Lightning that lie must go. lie lias stirred up the young men ugainst me?and against you. They were waiting for me to <Jje." The boy looked thoughtful and tin* chief waited, lie had not reached the aim of his speech and thoie was no need to put It in words, for White Arrowunderstood. "I will show them," lie said quietly. When the two appeared outside, many braves had gathered, for the whole village knew what was In the wind. Should it lie a horse race lirst? Crooked Lightning looked at the hoy's uiorougnnred and shook his headIndian ponies would as well try to outrun an arrow, a bullet, u hurricane. A foot-race? The old chief smiled when Crooked Lightning shook his head again?no brave in the tribe even could match the speed that gave the lad his nuihe. The bow and arrow, the rifle, the tomahawk? Tomahawks and hows and arrows were brought out. P.lack Wolf was half n head shorter, but stocky and powerfully built White Arrow's sinews had strengthened, but he had scarcely used bow and tomahawk since he had left the tribe. He had the power but not the practice, and Black Wolf won with great ease. When they came to the rifle, Black Wolf was out of the game, for never a bull's-eye did White Arrow miss. "Tomorrow," said the old chief, "they.shall hunt. Each shall take his Atrnk, AA pi] > i' ' \ /AsiW i l',?A4A .</ a \i\, \ "Tomorrow," tald tho Old Chiof, j Hunt." v?" / J *Sr -LZ hJE&i..^ , ? . - ; r<i? Dale" leejj^p R.H. Llvi The first snow ,?ell that night, and at dawn the two lads started out? each with a bow and a dozen arrows. Ersklne's woodcraft had "not suffered nnd the night's story of the wilderness was as plain to his keen eyes as a printed page. For two hours he tramped swiftly, but never sign of deer, elk, bear or buffalo. And then an hour later he heard a snort from a thick copse nnd the crush of an unseen body In flight through the brush, and he loped after Its trncks. Black Wolf came In at sunset with a bear cub which he had founTl feeding - apart from Its mother. He was triumphant, and Crooked Lightning was scornful when White Arrow appeared empty-handed. His left wrist was bruised and swollen, and there was a gash the length of his forearm. "Follow my tracks back," he said, , "until you come to the kill." With a whoop two Indians bounded away nnd in an hour returned with a buck. "I ran him down,"- said White Arrow. "and killed him with the knife. He horned me," and went Into his tent. , The bruised wrist and wounded forearm made no matter, for the rifle was the weapon next day?hut White Arrow went another way to look for game. Each had twelve bullets. Black Wolf came in with a deer and one bullet. White Arrow told them where Mini' I ? -? 1 ~ * ...vj vi-uni iinvt u uct;i, u uviir. n ourfalo and an elk, and he showed eight bullets In the palm of his hand. And he noted now that the Indian girl was always an Intent observer of each contest, and that she always went swiftly back to her tent to tell his deeds to the white woman within. There was a feast and u dance that night, and Kahtoo could have gone to his fathers and left the lad, young as he wan, as chief, but not yet was lis ' ready, and Crooked Lightning, too, bided his time. ** Dressed as an Indian, Krskine rode 1 forth next morning with a wampum belt and a talk for the council north I wlTere the British were to meet Shawnee, Iroquois niiu Algonquin, and urge them to enter the great war thut was i just breaking forth. There was open and angry protest against sending so 1 young a lad on so great a mission, but the old chief haughtily brushed it ' uside: "He is young but his feet are swift, his arm Is strong, his heart good, and his head is old. He speaks the tongue of the paleface. Besides, he Is my son." One question the boy asked as he made ready: > nc: mini; n ullum iiiiim 11111 up i 1 burned while I am gone?" ' "No," promised the. old chief. And i so White Arrow fared forth. Four days lie rode through tlie north woods, and on the fifth he strode through th? streets of a towu that was yet filled with great forest trees: a town at which he had spent three winters when the game was scarce and the tribe hail moved north for good. He lodged with no chief, but slept In the woods with his feet to the fire. The next night he slipped to the house of the old priest, Father Andre, who had taught ldni some religion and a little French, and the old man welcomed hiin as a son. though he noted sadly his Indiun dress and was distressed when he lieurd the lad's mission. He was quickly relieved. "1 ain no royalist," he said. "Nor am I," said Ersklne. "I came because Kahtoo, who seemed nigh to deatli, begged me to come. I am only a messenger and I shall speak his tulk ; but my heart is with the Americans and I shall fight with them." The old priest put his fingers to bis Hps: "Sh?h?h ! It Is not wise. Are you not known?" Ersklne hesitated. Earlier that morning he had seen three ofilcers riding In. Following was youth not In uniform, though he car- ' rled u sword. On-the contrary, he was i dressed like an English dandy, and then he found himself face to fnce ' wmi luwie tirey. wnn no sign of rec- ( ognltlon the boy had met his eyes silimrely and passed on. "There Is but one ninn who does know me'and be did not recognize me. Hi name Is Dane Grey. I am wondering what he Is doing here. Can 1 you tliul out for me and let me know?" The old priest nodded and Ersklne slipped back to the woods. At sunrise the great council began. On his way Ersklne met Orey, who ap pa rent ly was leaving with a band of traders for Detroit. Agnln Ersklne met his eyes and this tlipe Grej smiled: i "Aren't you Wlvite JUnanwT* #im? i lmv iIIhp ttimr wtflt vlliuii Ha spoks tflia f inmo win an. tonarih.. ( Yew;" "Then It's true. We heard that yon ' had left your friends at the fort and become an Indian again." ' "Yes?" < "So you are not only going to tight ] with the Indians against the whites, | ! but with the lirltlsh against America?" { "What I am going to do Is ho busl- J ness of yours," Ersklne said quietly, j "but I hope we shall not be on the same side. We may meet again." ! CJrey's face was already red with drink and it turned purple with anger. "When you tried to stab me do you remember what I said?" Ersklne nodded contemptuously. I A/I/I Cur*. Malaria, CkWa, 1"U'- I' * I - - i "Well, T repeat It. Whatever the aide, I'll fight you anywhere at any time and in any way you please."' "Why not now?" "This is not the time for private quarrels and you know It." Ersklne bowed slightly?an act that came oddly from an Indian headdress. > "* ( "I can wait?and I shall not forget. The day will come." The old priest touched Ersklne's shoulder as the angry youth rods away. "1 cannot muke It out," he said. "He claims to represent an Engllsy fur company. His talk Is British, but ht told one man?last night when he was drunk?that he could have a commission In the American army." The council fire was built, the flames crackled and the smoke rolled upward and swept througluf.ie leafless trees. Three British agents sat on blankets, and around them the chiefs were ringed. All day the powwow lasted. Each agent spoke and the burden of his talk varied very little. The Amerlcon palefaces had driven the Indian over the great wall. They were killing his deer, buffalo and elk, robbing him of his land and pushing him ever backward. They were many and they would become more. The British were the Indlun's friends? the Americans were his enemies and theirs; could they choose to fight with their enemies rather than with their friends? Each chief answered In turn, and each cast forward his wampum until only Ersklne, who had sat silent, remained, and Pontine himself turned to lilm "What says the son of Knlitoo?" Kven as he rose, the lad saw creeping to the outer ring his enemy Crooked Lightning, but he appeared not to see. The whites looked Surprised when his boyish figure stood straight, and they were amazed when he addressed the traders In French, the agents in Kngllsh, and spoke to the feathered chiefs In their own tongue, lie cust the belt forward. "That is Kahtoo's talk, but this li mine." Who had driven the Indian from th? great wuters to the great wall? Th? British. Who were the Americans until now? British. Why were th< Americans fighting now? Because th? British, their kinsmen, would not giv? them their rights. If the British wouk drive the Indian to the great wall would they not go on doing what thej charged the Americans with doing now? If the Indians must fight, whj fight with the British to beat tin Americans, and then have to fight botJ a inter day? If the British woxiid not treat their own kinsmen fairly, was it likely that they would treat the Indlnn fairly? They had never done ?o yet. Would It not be better for the Indian to nmke the white man on his own land a friend rather than the white man who lived more than a moon away across the big seas? Only one gesture the lad made. He lifted his hand high and paused. Crooked Lightning had sprung to his feet with a hoarse cry. Already the white men had grown uneasy, for the chiefs had turned to the boy with startled interest at his first sentence and they could not know what he was saying. But ihey looked relieved when Crooked Lightning rose, for his was the only face In the assembly that was hostile to the boy. With a gesture Pontlac bade Crooked Lightning speak. "The tongue of White Arrow Is forked T knvo * l - .... . V uvuiu Ilia 5?I1%V lit* Wtf UIU fight with the Long Knives against the British and lie would fight with them even against ids own tribe." One grunt of rage ran the round of three circles rind yet I'ontlac stopped Crooked Lightning and turned to the lad. Slowly the boy's uplifted hand came down. With a bound lie leaped through the head-dress of a chief in the outer ring and sped away through the village. Some started on foot after him, some rushed to their ponies, and some sent arrows and bullets after him. At the edge of the village the hoy gave a loud, clear call and then another as he ran. Something black sprang snorting from the edge of the woods with jointed ears and searching eyes. Another call came and like the swirling edge of a hurricane-driven thundercloud Firefly swept after his master. The boy ran to meet him, caught one hand in his mane before lie stopped, swung himself up, and in a hail of arrows add bullets swept out of sight. CHAPTER IX. luired to answer the complaint in this action, of which a copy is herewith lerved upon you, and to serve a copy >f your answer to the said complaint in the subscriber at his office, Ches:orfield, South Carolina, within tweny days after service hereof exclusive >f the day of such service; and if you fail to answer the complaint within :he time aforesaid, the plaintiff in this action will apply to the Court for the elief demanded in the complaint. June 19th, 1022. M. J. Houjrh, Plaintiff s Attorney 'io the defendants above named: 1'ou will please take notice that the Summons and Camplaint in the above stated case and all papers connected therewith are on hie with the Clerk if Court of Chosterfleld County,South Carolina, and that said Summons and w best, for be knew that Oroolce3 Tight nlng would be quick mid fast oir hi trail. He guessed, too that Crooke Lightning had already told the trib what he had Juat told the council, an that he and the prophi t had nlread made all use of the boy's threat t Kahtoo In the Shawnee town. H knew even that It might cost him hi life If he went back there, and once o twice he started to turn through th anildecnoss and go .back Jw tte tfUac. I was rjte tftimtfftc of she ebUa smmni ww V?? be tnmwKi keg fcept hli going and sent htm openly and feai lessly Into the town. He knew froi the sullen looks that met him. fror the fear In the faces of his fostei mother and the white woman wh I peered blindly from her lodge, an from the triumphant leer of th prophet that his every suspicion wa true, hut all the more leisurely did h swing from his horse, all the mor haughtily stalk to Kahtoo's tent. An the old chief looked very grave whe ' the lad told the story of the councl j and all that he had said and done. 1 "The people are angry. They sa you ure a traitor and a spy. They sa; The People Are Angry. They 6a You Are a Traitor and a Spy." you must (lie. And 1 cannot help yoi I nnt too old nnd the prophet is to strong." "And the white woman?" "She will not burn. Some fur trader have been here. The white chief M< Gee sent me a wampum belt and talk. His messenger brought muc "fire-water nnd he gave me that"?li pointed to a silver-mounted ritle?"an I promised that she should live. Ill I cannot help you." Ersklne thougl quickly. He laid his ritle down, steppe slowly outside, nnd stretched his arm with a yawn. Then still leisurely li moved toward his horse as though t take care of it. But the loaves wet too keen nnd watchful and they wer The sound of pursuit soon died away, hut Erskine kept Firefly nt his 666 Cures Malaria, Chills and Fever, Dengue or Bilious Fever, It kills the germs. 37 rhe State of South Carolina, County of Chesterfield, COURT OF COMMON PLEAS Summons for Relief R. A. Griffith, Plaintiff, against E. L. McGuigan and Frank L. McGuigan co-opartners m trade under the name of E. L. McGuiga/i and Company and all other persons who may be pnrtners in said firm to the plaintiff unknown, defendants. To the defendants above named: You are hereby summoned and re iim louicd i?y me met mat lie had lei his rifle behind. Before be was clos enough to leap for Firefly's back, thn bucks darted from behind a lodge an threw themselves upon htm. In a ni< ment he was face down on the grouni his hands were tied behind his bad and when turned over he looked u into the grinning face of Black Wol who with tlie help of another brat dragged him to a lodge and rough! threw him within, and left liim alon On tho way he saw his foster-mother eyes flashing helplessly, saw tho gi Early Morn Indignantly telling h? mnther tuhnf true 4V ? ????? h"? "U, ilUU LU White woman's face was wst wltl teurs. He turned over so tlint lie couh look through the tent-Hups. Twi bucks were driving b stake in the cen ter of the space around which thi lodges were ringed. Two more wen bringing fagots of wood and It wm plain what was going to become o j him. Ills foster-mother, who wnt fiercely haranguing one of the chiefs turned angrily into Kuiitoo's lodge am he could see the white woman rocklni her body and wringing her hands Then the old chief appeared and liftei his hands. "Crooked LlglUning will lie ver; angry. The prisoner is his?not yours It is for him to say what the punish ment shail be?not for you. Wait fo him! Hold a council and If you decldi against him, though he is my son?hi shall die." For a moment the prep arntions ceased and all turned to tin prophet, who had appeared before hii lodge. "Kahtoo is right," he said. "Thi Great Spirit will not approve if Whlti Arrow die except by the will of thi council?and Crooked Lightning wil he angry." There was a chorus of pro testing grunts, hut the preparation! ceased. The boy could feel the mnlevo lence in the prophet's tone and hi knew that the impostor wanted t< curry furl her . favor with Crooke* Lightning nn<l not roh him of the Jo; of watching his victim's torture. Si the braves went hack to their fire water, and soon the boy's foster moth er brought him something to eat, bu she could say nothing, for Black Wol had appointed himself sentinel am sat, ride In hand, at the door of thi lodge. Night came on. The drinking be came more furious and once Ersklm saw a pale-brown arm thrust front be hind the lodge and place a Jug at th< feet of Black Wolf, who grunted am drank deep. One by one the brave I went to drunken sleep about the fire The fire died down and by the las dickering dame the lad saw Hlacl Wolfs chin sinking sleepily to hi chest. There was the slightest rustl behind the tent. He felt somethlni groping for his hands and feet, fel the point of a knife graze the skin o his wrist and ankles?felt the thong loosen and drop apart. Nolselesslj inch by inch, he crept to the wall o the tent, which was carefully llftei for him. Outside he rose and waited Like a shadow the girl Early Mori stole before him and like a shadow h tallowed. In a few minutes they wer Vy the river-hank, away from th t?rwn. The moon rose, and from th i shadow of a beech the white woma stepped forth *ylth his rifle and pov der-horo and bullet-poach and som t- took tTie white woman's shaking hand, a .Once he looked hack. The Indian girl d was stole as stone. A bar of raoone light showed the white woman's face d wet with tears. y ? Again Dave Yandell from a wateh6 tower saw a topknot rise above a patch i 8 of cane, now leafless and wlnter-hltten r ?saw u hand lifted high ahove It with * a palm of i?ence toward him. And * again an Indfun youth emerged, this I time leading a hlack horse with a II drooping head. Both came painfully r" on, staggering. It seemed, from wounds 11 or weakness, and Dave sprang from u the tower and rushed with others to v the gate. He knew the horse and ? there was dread In his heart. Perhaps the approaching Indian hnd slain the e boy, had stolen the horse, and was ln8 nocently coming there for food. Well, e he thought grimly, revenge would be e swift. Still, fearing some trick, he ' would let no one outelde, but himself n stood watting with the gate a little " ajar. So gaunt were hoy and heast that It was plain that both were starv7 Ing. The hoy's face was torn with 7, briers and pinched with hunger and cold, hut a faint smile came from it. "Don't you know me, Dave?" h? asked, weakly. "My God! It's White Arrow !H (To be continucd uext week ) i r*r\t iiiTu r.,*, . . ? - * j vuun i i rinAntlAL KEPORT (Continued from second page.) 1,650 Chest. Telephone Co., rent \ 46.20 1,657 Dr. D. T. Teal, rent . . 41.66 1.652 Ben Tucker, sal .... 25.00 1.653 C. T. Moore, sal 75.00 1.654 Hugh Boules, sal. ... 75.00 1.655 M. A. Hancock, sal. . . 50.00 1.656 W. A. Rivers, gang . . 284.28 1.657 A. W. Hursey, poor . . 34.55 1.658 Lucas Auto Co., ord. 26.87 1.659 City Service Station, ord. 14.00 1,600 Teal-Jones Co., poor 15.75 ! 1,661 J. T. Grant, sal 125.00 1,662 J. T. Grant, jail 41.81 ) 1,663 C. J. Cellcrs, sal 90.00 1.664 W. C. Tiller, police . . 125.00 1.665 E. N. Clark, police . . 125.00 1.666 D. F. Brock, police . . 125.00 1.667 W. F. Young, sal. . . 150.00 1.668 E. N. Jordan, road . . 3350.00 1.669 T. L. Teal, mag 33.33 1.670 H. F. Parker, mag. . . 16.66 | 1,671 E. G. Funderburk, mag. *. 25.00 i. 1,672 J. VV. Ausley, mag. . . 15.00 o 1,673 G. A. Mulloy, mag. . . 25.00 i 1,674 T. A. Gunter, mag. . . 16.66 1 1,675 J. S. Wadsworth, mag. 20.83 B 1,676 C. C. Chapman, mag. 15.00 ^ 1,677 L. C. Sellers, mag. . . 15.00 h 1,678 Dr. O. H. Purvis, gang . . . 0 51.00 (1 (To be continued next week.) it it ^^ '! STORIES OF ' : QREAT INDIANS c By EtV>to Sect: IPciscr. e L? i??J f( CopyrlKht. 1923, Western Newapaper Union :e WASHAKIE, "GRAND OLD MAN" '? OF THE SHOSHONES d > DECAUSK WASHAKIE ("Shoots J, Running") had always been a k. friend of the whites, President Grant ip sent mm a tine saddle and u silverf, mounted bridle as a token of owe e great warrior's esteem for anotlies. ly "What have you to say to the White p. Father for such a beautiful gift?" 'a asked the post trader in presenting it rl to the Shoshone chief. The chief ?r was silent for a moment and then in it a voice shaken with emotion he said: ^ "When the white man gives thanks, ] he has plenty tongue hut no heart; 3 when Washakie gives thanks he has plenty heart hut no tongue. The P heart has no tongue." e Washakie was born in the beautiful 9 Wind river country lu Wyoming f about ten years liefore Lewis and 9 Clark visited tlie Shoshone. He hei, came noted for ids friendship for the I whites and his deeds as a warrior i? against enemy tribes. Once in his old i. age some of the younger warriors 1 began talkiug of deposing him. Washakie disappeared from camp y and two months later on the night the ' council was to meet to take action oh ** the chieftainship, he suddenly apr pen red with six scalps of their tribal e enemies, the Hlnckfeet. Throwing B them at the feet of his warriors, the cldef exclaimed: "Let him who can B count as many scalps talk of being s chief." There was no more talk of deposing him. B At another time Washakie's son, e smarting under the wrongs of a dlsp honest trader, led a war party to avenge himself on innocent settlers. k Washakie, mindful of his promise als ways to live at peace with the white men, sent this message to his son: B "Unless you and your young men are ' hack on the reservation by sunrise, you will never return." The war party k kept on. Washakie gathered his " watrlora and pursued. Not one member of that war party ever returned. t During the war with the Sioux in f 1S70, although Washakie was then more than M>v?ntv vour^ "i<i a-. I."* p his warriors to aid General Crook as scouts. In battles the old chief was always In the thick of the lighting. [? Washakie died February 21, 1900, and was burled with firtl military honb ors In the cemetery at Fort Washa1 kle, Wyo. lie gave a warrior heritage & to his children and one of his grand!. sons died In the uniform of the t United States army during the war k b with Germany, ; SPLINTEIIS i , f .See the world as a whole. I ~ j' K Assertion Is no proof, f ? tl Heroes are ever modest I. ? ? Guilt fears Its own shadow.. # ?. e Fast or west, home la best, e ? e Be not ashamed of your craft, n , ? No war was ever started by lntale llgenee. < ' ^ S c Never be In too big a hurry to be careful. llore men die of idleness than of hard work. Conceited people brag, but they seldom gossip. One enjoys baby talk only when baby does It. When you say a thing is Impossible, It Is, for you. "No legacy Is so rich as honesty." ?Shakespeare. Women can guess straighter than men can reason. Generally things that are free have a "trick ending." It's a wise mun who doesn' repeat his own wisdom. Cheerful liars are often an enduring joy to the downcast. ~ * 4 POLITICAL ANNOUNCEMENTS W. F. Stevenson "I hereby announce that I am a Candidate in the Democratic primaries of South Carolina, for the nomination for Representative of the 5th Congressional District, for the 68th Congress and I take this opportunity to thank the people of the District for their loyal support in the past and to say that 1 shall endeavor to deserve their support and confidence in the ip the future." STATE SENATE J. A. Spruill We are authorized to announce the candidacy of Mr. J. A. Spruill for the State Senate, subject to the action of the Democratic Primary. J. A. Knight The friends of Mr. J. A. Knight present his name to the voters as candidate for State Senate, subject to the rules of the Democratic primary. LEGISLATURE A. W. Hursey I hereby announce myself a candidate for the legislature, subject to the rules of the Democratic Party. A. W. Hursey. F. M. Moore I am a candidate 4or the House of Representatives subject to the rules of the Democratic Party, p F. M. Moore Dr. W. J. Perry We are authorized to announce the candidacy of Dr. W. J. Perry for the Legislature, subject to the action of the Democratic Primary. I C. H. Spencer To the Voters nf P.hpst.erfiolil P.nnn j ty: I respectfully announce as a candidate for the House of Rapresentatives subject to the rules of the PemoI cratic Party. If elected it shall be my great d-;sire and earnest purpose to study and rightly solve the great issues in which the people are so vitally concerned. C. H. Spencer. W. L. McCoy I am a candidate for the House of Representatives, subject to the rules of the Democratic Party. W. L. McCoy. P. C. Campbell I hereby announce myself a candidate for the House of Representatives on my original platform, "Peace, Liberty, Justice and Freedom to all the World." I will stand by the rules of the Democratic Primary. P. C. Campbell C. L. Thor.ia* I hereby announce my candidacy for the House of Representatives, subject to the rules of the Democratic Primary. C. L. Thomas p C. C. Horton The many friends of C. C. llorton of McBee, announce him as a candidate for the House of Representaives, subject to the rules of the Democratic party. His Many friends, p A. F. Funderburk We are authorized to announce the candidacy of Mr. A. F. Funderburk, for the legislature, subiect to the rules of the Democratic Party. p FOR PRORATE JUDGE M. J. Hough Appreciating fully the honors given me by the people of my county, 1 most respectfully announce my candidacy for re-election as Judge of Probate, subject to the rules of the Democratic Party. M. J. Hough. William Thomas Hunt I hereby announce myself a candidate for the office of Probate Judge, subject to the rules and eegulations of the Democratic Party. If elected.I promise to serve the people to the t best of my ability. William Thomas Hunt MAGISTRATE C. B. Brock I respectfully announce that I am a candidate for Magistrate of Court House Township, subject to the rules of the Democratic Primary, p C. B. Brock. wcr * " aMHBEgp E."," are? Labor worketb a harahnaa* apan sorrow.?Montaigne. Saint and sinner each think tha other must envy?hlin. $ Power Is powerless unless yon are I conscious of your ability. Don't blame the smoking lamp if , It suits the indolent owner. The fool will be wise and the lazy inun Industrious?tomorrow. The man who cun't work or won't take a<ivlc? Is beyond help. The poorest diet In the world to try to live on Is u reputation. ?E That which Is kept in selfishness la apt to turn sour In loneliness. l??c ..II -l?l.* < - 1 ? v .j iu iuv> your enemies, but don't slight your friends. The common ffiend of un engaged collide has u hard row to hoe. hereby announce my candidacy for reelection as Magistrate of Mt. Croghan township, subject to the rules of ' the Democratic primary, p J. S. Wadsworth. L. P. Grooms The friends of Mr. L. P. Grooms hereby announce him a candidate for Magistrate for Cole Hill Township.lp T. L. Teal This paper is authorzed to announce the candidacy of T. L. Teal, Esq., for re-election to the olfce of Magistrate for Courthouse Township, subject to the rules of the Democratic Primary. Jas. H. Katliff I am a candidate for Magistrate in Mt. Croghan Township, subject to the rules of the Democratic Primary. Jas. II. Katlilf. W. N. Lee I hereby announce my candidacy for re-election as Magistrate of Jefferson Township, thanking one and all for their past support, and soliciting I a continuance of the same, subject to the rules of the Democratic Primary. 1> W. N. Lfce. L. O. Johnson I hereby announce my candidacy for Magistrate of Alligator Township, subject to the rules of the Democratic Primary, p L. O. Johnson Fred C. Coward i We are authorized to announce the candidacy of Mr. Fred C. Coward, for Magistrate of Alligator Township, subject to the action of the Democratic Primary. p2 J. H. Bittle The friends of Mr. .T, Ilossick Bittle announce his candidacy for Magistrate of Courthouse Township, subject to the rules of the Democratic Primary. L. C. Seller. I hereby announce myself a candidate for re-election to the oflice of Magistrate for Cole Hill Township, subject to the rules of the Democratic Party. L. C. Sellers. p C. B. Williams 1 respectfully announce that I am a candidate for Magistrate of Alligator Township under the rules of the Democratic Primary. C. B. Wiliams. J. T. Blackwcll I announce mvself a Magistrate for Jefferson Township, subject to the rules of the Democratic Primary. J. T. Blackwell. W. H. Bonn I respectfully announce that 1 am a candidate for Magistrate of Cole Hill Township, subject to the rules of the Democratic Party. VY. H. Boan. P COTTON WEIGHER Robert E. River?, Jr. I hereby announce myself a candidate for Cotton Weigher, for the Town of Chesterfield, subject to the rules of the Democratic Party. Robert E. Rivers, Jr. J. David Fincher I hereby announce myself a candidate for the office of Cotton Weigher for the town of Chesterfield, subject to the rules of the Democratic Primary. J David Fincher p H. A. Watson I hereby announce myself u rnn/H date for re-election as Cotton Weigher for Chesterffield, subject to the rules of the Democratic primary. 1 wish to thank my friends for their support in the past. H. A. Watson W. R. Huneycutt Thanking my friends for past support, 1 hereby announce myself for I the office of Cotton Weigher for the Town of Chesterfield subject to the j rules of the Democratic Primary and , if elected I will not betray the trust | put in me. W. R. Huneycutt. A. P. Smith I hereby announce myself a candidate for the office of Cotton Weigher