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THE PICKENS SENTINEL-JOURNAL.
Entered April 23, 1003 ?t PIclcflUH, S. O. as Mcondetaw Maltor?nB<ereofon(r?H or itlarcli 3,1870
a 39th Year PICKENS. S. Q, JAJSUARy 13, 1910. Number 34
Wc most heartily welcor
We liope otir friends and ci
religiously, socially, politically,
^well-being of the c nintry if our f
Ninety per cent of the people
per cent of this ninety per cent's
take to relieve them, but lately
Hall urns IW
^.>^1/ .* v r. R * JL v \y.
is the b-st known corrective for
Don't take our .vord for it? \
pills with mo>t gratifying results.
Still selling them at 50c per h
By mail at same, price.
We are behind ev. ry statemc
can see us "face to face" and tall
No lonq- letters, no "fake off<
that you failed to follow directioi
puts up on you.
Ours U a f.ijr and square bi
right and if t 1 ^ isn't do what w
will b i ask'-;d.''
"Nip il in i'i : bud," that p
rid ot it wi ii
T T 1 : > t ^
nan urns bac
Manul ictured nilvl sold by
We thank our customers for
merit a larger share in the future
We wish to t
which has made
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vA /m w BEf W + V
Look into our show windows
the foremost makers, they ' epre
' One Is
as has passed and another New Year
!?/ I S/ .
lie; you. May you be the best year <
istomers will all help us to make you
financially and physically. We will
riends, neighbors and customers will
are diseased and don't know what ail
uffer with back and kidney troubles ?
/ about ten per cent of this ninety p<
kache and Kid
ve have the testimony of your neighl
ox or 6 boxes for $2.50 and money b
;nt we make and you have no troubl*
: the matter over.
^rs,v no sending you a substitute, ih
us, such as the mail-order lake medi(
isiness proposition. We have soniel
e claim for it you get your money b:
ain in the back, loins and kidneys, is
kache and Kic
I DRUG- 0
the very liberal patronage given us i
hank our friends for their liberal ]
1901) the best year's business we ever h
and all a happy, healthy and suceessf
w m IWI B f W f L. f V >
R in Fab]
ill be a market} feature ol the fall
el winter season; a great variety
beautiful patterns is being shown.
Some of the new colorings are so A
tractive that men are apt to neg pjfi.
:t the plain blue serge or black
We advise you to have at least
e good blue 01 black suit, in adtion
to the fancy, colored weaves;
d a black or Oxford Gray Overat,
in addition to the fancy fabric.
This permits a change, and gives
ch suit a rest; to get cleaned and I
r?~< ,r?.l Ik 1 r 1
csr>cvi. iu prolongs me me 01 an j
ur clothes, to treat them this way. |
you will see there a display of nev
:sent the latest fashions, and you wi
Yours to please,
HUliNVlUUE, 8. O,
:>f our existance.
a banner year?morally,
look after the physical
do the rest of the Jvb.
Is them. At least ninety
md do not know what to
sr cent has learned
)ors who have used the
>ack if you are not sitis
2 with our goods?You
> dodging by telling you
:ine concerns generally
thiho- that we know ii all
ick "and no questions
a warning to you. Got
Pickens, S. C.
in the past and hope to
/ models Irom some 01
ill spot them at once as
, pleaders I
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By DORA HASTINGS
The time was morning, 'the screna ft
farm-house kitchen; the actors, two
. people, man and woman. The woman.
Amy by name, waB small In stature,
light in framo and quick in motion;
her face was ivlain, its white, healthy
color marred l-y freckles, Its mouth
'tever-generous. *Ier ?yeo, too, were
large, with such honesty and sincerity
In their depths of gray, they furnished
the owner a certificate of character
wherever ahe carvled them. She
had come Into the kitchon. holding in
one hand a cake, at which she glanced
with something of th? same fondness
which an artist showri for a mastorpiece.
As she had entered the kitchen,
she had stopped suddenly by the
door, her large, bright eyes taking In
quickly the details of the scene before
her, while her face assumed an
expression of such dismay, aa brought
a broad smile upon her companion's
merry faco. She hurriedly placed
her CakO UDOn tha hrnnlr
back at ber first glimpse of its greaso
pots and kettle crock; her eyes
roved to the floor and mopboard,
where thoy seemed to transfix the
dust with their steely glance. There
was au unwashed frying-pan on the
hearth. She looked at It with eyes
of pity; then turned, with the badio
expression, toward her companion. She
made a quick, restlre motion with her
hand. "Wouldn't you," she said, falteringly,
"like to have me?have me
eweop a little for you, now I'm hero?
I like to sweep and clean, Just aa
another woman like* to sing and play
"No," he said, laughing; "I think
It 1b enough for one woman to clean
out the cracks In her own floor with
a hair-pin. I couldn't think of consenting
to such waste of strength In
She turned, with Just a touch of
XRtlnn h?r /.>! nfll/
"Good morning," ah? said abruptly,
s she started acroaa the piazza toward
her own home. She hurried on,
as if some important duty waited her
coming. As she clicked the latch of
the gate, ahe turned toward the Xoub*
which she had Juat left. He wan still
standing there by door; his face,
which had been but a minute before,
mirth-Illumined, had become suddenly
grare. She saw it, and its reflection
fell upon her own. Yes, she
knew it was lonely over there. She
went on slowly Into the house. Tbo
room which she entered partook of i
her own character; It was small, dull
in color, and spotlessly kept. Her
mother, diminutive like herself, oat
by the Are busily knitting, the linen
of her withttrod, oharply-chlaedel face
showing clear above the white kerohlef
at her throat. She had the
me gray eyos and the same grave
"Woll, what did he say to the cake.
Amy?" asked the mother, looking over
her spectacles at her daughter as she
"He said he was obliged," replied
Amy, drawing a chair up to the Are.
"You ought to see the kitchen," she
went on; "dirt and dust in heaps
everywhere. You can't hardly tee the
table for tho grease and crock," looking
plteously at her mother; "and all
the rest la just &s bad. There is a
frying-pan there that I shall remember
as long as I live."
"What can we do?" asked the moth
*jr eurueauy, laying aside tier knitting,
aa if that impeded th?. course
of thought; "what's to bo doue?"
"I don't know." said Amy, despairingly.
"He wouldn't let me clean. I
aaked him ajain."
"I've thought sometimes," remarked
the older woman, "that perhaps
he don't like it?your not wanting to
marry him; sort o' resents it, may*
"There'd be no sense in that," said
Amy, with a show of energy and
surprise. "You might as well blaine
me for liking pickles. My mind is
set naturally on living single. I can't
"He hasn't asked you lately, has
ne: nam tne mother, when they
were launched safely on the steady
stream of work. Amy shook her
"Maybe he's getting tired of It," remarked
"I don't know," said Amy, a little
crossly. "He says he asks me once
a year; but that's his way joking
about things that are no joke. It's but
a half dozen times."
"It's too bad," said the mother, sum*
ming up the situation; "but what's to
That question presented itself often
to the two women, aB they sat around
their own well-kept hearth, and
thought of the kitchen in the house
opposite. From time to time Amy veaI
turod over with a cake ana took not*
of the increase of dup.t
."It's piling up on the mopboard,"
fhe said to her mother, who was
ever an eager and sympathetic listener.
"He scratches around with %
broom sometimes; but he norer hit* 1
The frying-pan, too, appeared occ*
tonally In Its unwaahM. unk????
dltlon; it had the forlorn air of on*
Who had a?en better daya.
The winter wore away at last. When
the aprlng had fairly eotne, the mother
gladly came out of her winter
offered suggestions about tho sov :
of soeds and tho preparation of
soil. One morning, when John
gone away, she and Amy with an
of stealth such as would bo nat
to a soldier roconnolterlng the one
went noiselessly to their nelght
house, crossed the piazza, and
one long look at the begrimnied
dust-weighted kitchen. A de?
shade of gravity rested on the ni
r*? face when she came away. 1
vr6re silent, returning, but aa sooi
they reached their own home
chattered like magpies over the
tails of that unfortunate kitchen.
"I wish," said the mother, pat
lcally; "that I had never seen it.
I shall carry the memory of It m
me all my days."
Yet tho place had a klndoffasci
tlon. They stole over again and agi
to get a glimpse of it.
It was a fine moonlight winter e e
lng. John and Amy had come h m
from church together. She had i leaped
a little beyond him. and had | one
into her own littlo yard and cl >sed j
the gate. How he hated the clic't of
that gate! He was talking on, wifh i
the manifest purpose of keeping her j
there a minute. "Yes," he said, 'it's j
been an open winter. I like s?.ow, ,
ui/ncii, piouty 01 it. ta iiKe 10
tunnel through tho drifts once id'ore.
I'm growing old, I guess; noO.ing
ems bo good as it used to, not
even the snow; that'B colder and not
so white. Everything Is different but
you, Amy; you never change."
"I think I grow old, too," said Amy.
"No you don't; you're just the same
girl you were 15 yearB ago. It takes
something besides time to make peoplo
grow old. I'm getting gray myself."
He laughed without apparent
cause and pushed away the snow with
hlB foot. "Amy," he said, merrily,
as If hefwas about to tell an amusing
Btory, "I haven't bothered you wtth
tnai old annual question of mine this I
year, have I? I suppose it wouldn't
bo of any use, anyhow, would it?"
He was looking at her wistfully. ]
They say that sometimes the mind I
works rapidly in the emergencies of j
life. There came to Amy a vision of
that kitchen. A frying-pan, mute yet
pleading, was on the hearth; a kettle,
with rusty countenance, was asking
for help; the dust on the mopboard
flashed on her sight; Bhe felt that it
was making an appoal. At that minute
it was borne in upon her that she
had been appointed to a mission; she
was to be an apostle of cleansing to
A ~ -i 1 ?
iuai uc&icviuu uuuru. sne IOOKCU up,
her eye? meeting bis fairly, without a
"I Suppose It Wouldn't Be Any Use,
Anyhow, Would It?"
Bhadow of hesitation or doubt. "I
don't know," she said, simply. "I
think perhaps there might."
"Are you sure?" he said.
"I'?I'm afraid so," she faltered.
Hp placed his hand upon the latch
of the gate. She saw the motion and
glanced quickly up at him, then turn- (
ed and ran swiftly into the house.
John stood a minute as is ho were
a little dazed b> the sudden coining
of his happiness; then he went slowly
across to his house. There was a i
new light In his face, and a smilo '
on his Hps, and his home did not seem
half so lonely, for ho could already |
see, In fancy, a morsel of gray-gowned
womanhood, flitting about. those
rooms. ue sat till late that night,
trying to realize his fortune, wondering
how Amy had come to know her
own heart, for he felt sure that, unawares,
she had been fond of him
all these years. He never knew how
the dust on the mopboaid had pleaded
his cause, nor how his kettle had been
gifted with a more persuasive voice
than his, nor felt for them the affection
that otherwise he might have
regarded as their duo.
It was not many months before the
dust tasted water; the frying-pan once
more learned the use of scouring sand;
the table was freed from Its burden
of enrth, and the whole kitchen vai
washed and rewashed, till it shone
and shone again. The only hindrance
to the good work was the frequent
presenco of a mascullno giant, who
picked up the small housewife, and
held her up till her eyes were on a
level with his own, "mussed" her hair,
took, as he said, "the starchy look out ]
of her mouth," ?"1 othorwlso cmrluptnd
hlmanlf "1 ' i - - "
? 61COI '.O/.
Still. Bhq bore .1 vtiih a better grace I
than one might have expected from '
uch a prim little woman, and In after
years, when she and hor mother alt
about their spotluaa hearth in the
house once across the way, she has
almost forgotten the influence of tho
du^t, and fancies thn* aj solely a
heart impulse that I*.. tcr to her
# SOFT Dl
i The Greatest Cold
< Made by the Pickens Bottlin
# elusive right in this territory
^ of others claiming to put it
r jusi. as good."
I We are the Only D
^ Inquire of your friends abo
^ V L rt A1J hiM A1CK.
$ "It touches the spot." 11
0 Got a keg out of this car-lc
chance later 011. \11 order
5 PICKENS B0T1
# R. L. Davis, Prop'r. ;
We have a line of Shoes that
see. Of course in seeing the
L' nnwr Cr\r* * # vi i f-/"v
1W1 ^ Ull Lw Lll^IIi <11111
low price at which we are selling
Below we quote a few prices
Ladies Coarse Shoes:?i lot
Veal Call polish, at $1.15.
1 lot 401 "Domestic" Kangar
1 lot Mule Skinin plaiu toe ai
Fine Shoes.?Our "Virginia <
can't be beat anywhere. It is a:
Men's Work Shoes:?No. 22c
toe, at $2.00.
Same as above in black at $2.
".Mesenger," a good "Brogan'
IVlpn'c Finn tJlinap' A i
- . . ?wv,r>. * v y^yjKJV. i *
"True Merit" Shoes in ?atent
>2.75. This is a good welted si
the ?3.50 shoes.
Little "Broags" for the boys a
line of children's coarse shoes a
1,200 yards of heavy Outing
W'e have this in almost any cola
Heavy Underwear for men, vi
You should see our line of 1;
it 25c. and 50c.
When you are in the market
Srore you will do well to see ou
Let us fit you up in shoes fo
make special prices on lots.
Yours to s;
W. E. FREE!
k,At tlie Ol
We have stumbled
at loss than factor
I ply Rubber Roofing at the ext.ro
j-ply Rubber Roofing at the extre
1 mm i
Weather Drink is 5
? Works who have the ex- ^
r for putting it up. Beware #
up or having "something #
istributors in This ?
ut the Great Winter Drink, ?
REGISTERED." * " \
b is a great cold-breaker. ^
>ad?you might not get a #
? filled promptly by ?
LING WORKS, j
: Pickens, S. C. #
is what is needed when selecting
something for presentation.
A CHOICE BIT FT OTELRT
will fill the 1 " . 'our wants
were in miiu. v. h m buying the
eie^clliu SIOCK. OI
Watcher, Diamonds and
on sale here for holiday trade.
Come and see.
we wouid be glad for you to
m is no money for us, but we
consider the quality, style and
y them you are sure to buy.
that we feel cannot be beat
no. 721 "Arthur's Perfection,"
00 polish at $1.25.
nd cap. Special at $1.55.
jirl" Patent Tin Shor*. ar <sr ;n
3 solid as a rock.
:>, heavy Tan, Long Vamp, cap
' at $1.25 a pair. Size 6 to 11
Gun Metal at $2.25.
; or Gun Metal leathers at
lioe and is equal to most of
it $1.15. We IiEve a strong
t 85c. and upward.
r; 10c valne, at per yard.
r or stripe.
omen and children at a good
ascinators, Scarts and Shawls
for anything kept in a Variety
r goods and get prices.
r your whole family. We will
MAN & CO.
onto a bargain in
Y cost., as follows:
moly low price of f a A
per square, v 1 V
mely low price of d? | OA
per square, v ' tOv