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EDGEFIELD. S. C.. WEDNESDAY. NOVEMBER 12. 1902.
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Over tbot high board fence I hear
The sound of sinjjlnt: sweet and clear;
A break, a pause, ?nd then just after,
Bursts of merry girlish laughter
Over that big board fence, Jim; just over
that ugly fence !
I can hear lt all, but I cannot see.
Wy neighbor ls quite strange to me;
But I'm sure as guns she's a churmlng
With lips just sauoy enough to kiss
And she's over a high board fenco, Jim;
over a blooming fence!
Drat these social laws that block tbo way
To my dropping over some pleasant diy.
To tbiuk of our being dull in a place
When I'm just dead-sure there's a
Over a blasted fence; Jim; just over a
\ Tie Infatuate
Grandpa Poster had become a source
of anxiety to his son and his son's
wife, Mrs. John. They were fully pur
suaded that he was in danger of being
married for his money, and that by
a young minx who might well be his
granddaughter. That grandpa had
taken a fancy to the girl they were
sure; that he thought himself deeply
in love with her they feared, for he
was not his usual jolly, careless old
He moped about in fits of melan
choly abstract ion; he read romances,
and lie had hunted up his old cracked
Sute that he had not touched for fifty
years, and stayed out on the porch
evenings playing "Robin Adair" and
other bygone ballads, with a -wheezy
wail that was distressing.
"I can hardly stand it," Mrs. John
said, pinching up her pillow in the
vain efiort to shut out the sound. "He
acts like a love-sick boy. I tell you,
.John, we've got to get him away, up
to Eben's, or somewhere out of her
"Yes," assented John, drowsily, 'Til
write to Eben if you'll persuade him
to go." ?
"Grandpa Porter, don't you think a
' change would do you good?" Mrs. John
asked the next morning. "Eben'll
come for you any time you want to
go up there for a visit."
; "I won't go to Eben's! I won't stir
one step! I don't like Mrs. Eben; we
always quarrel. If you want me to
turn out I'll go over to Widow Smith's
! And Widow Smith was the mother
Of the minx.
"Why, grandpa, nobody wants to
turn you out," Mrs. John cried, hasten
ing to appease him. "It was just that
you seem out of sorts lately, and we
thought a change would perk you up."
Tm not out of sorts! I'm spry as
.j?^anybody!'' he declared. "I suppose
fflfiftink I'm getting_ald, and soil o'
helples^apd -haven't much life left.
Look here!" and he turned down a
chair and skipped over it: "And look
here!" he pranced across the porch,
jumped the steps, ran to the woodpile
and brought in a big armful, saying
as he threw it into the box, "I guess
John couldn't beat that very much,
could he, hey? I don't go down to the
. gym for nothing."
"Why grandpa Porter!" Mrs. John
' exclaimed, amazed at the exhibition.
A laughing face looked in at the
. side door and a blythe young voice
.. '?aid gayly. "Goodfor you. Mr. Porter!
' 1 told you the other day that you were
. ' younger than half the boys. You
' ? ought to see him on the turning bar,
. Mrs. John." She set a basket on the
table, adding, "Here are some eggs
Grandma Taylor was bringing to you.
I thought them too heavy for her and
ramo along to carry them for her. She
loked tired. Take this rocker,
grandma," in anxious solicitude.
The brisk, anything-but-tired-look
ing old lady who had followed her in,
sat- down stiffly and the girl rattled
on, "No, Mrs. John, I can't stop a min
ute. Mr. Porter, it's about time for
you to go to the gym, isn't it?"
Grandpa got his hat with alacrity,
and they went away together, stopping
first for the Minx to fasten a rose in
"Mr. Porter!" Mrs. John burst out
sarcastically, as soon as they were
gone. It used to be grandpa, be
fore he took this silly notion. She
came on purpose to get him, she's done
it before-th'e bold piece!"
"I didn't want any of her help; she
took the basket right out of my hands.
As if I couldn t carry it across the
street. One would think me to old
and feeble to stand up alone, to hear
her take on," Grandpa Taylor said,
indignantly. "I'm two years younger
than he is," she added, a red spot
on each cheek and a spark in her eyes.
"I suppose you saw him making a
speck of himself"-grandma nodded
it's disgusting the way r\n old man will
act when he takes a notion to a young
girl; I wish his old flute was in the
stove. I'd put it there if I dared, I
get so tired of his sentimental toot
ing. I know it disturbs your folks,
Grandma didn't say so, but to tell
the truth, she kept her window open
to hear it; the oM fashioned tunes ap
pealed to her heai ", awakening memo
ries of youth and love.
"If Grandpa Porter had got to be so
foolish, I don't see why he couldn't
have taken a notion to grandma," Mrs.
John.mused, regretfully, as grandma
walked briskly away, erect and trim.
"That girl will keep him off till noon,
Which she did, and then hung on
the gate at her own home and talked
to him, till Mrs. John had to send one
' of the children to tell him to come to
The 'child ran back with big eyes,
exclaiming: "You'd just ought to see
"They all looked "with big eyes"
when he came in. He was shaved
clean of all his beautiful, white beard,
leaving only a mustache, and that was
waxed till it shone; his hair was cut
. in the latest fashion and with his md- !
dy cheeks and twinkling" eyes he look- j
ed absurdly young, almost younger
than his son.
,. "Well." he said, as t?ey stared at
him, "isn't it an improvement?"
Words failed them.
OF A FENCE.
XL, ZN PUCK.
Over that high board fence I bear
The sound of a whistle, shrill and clear,
And a deep bass volco, with a duleiul
Whioh sings the refrain, "I am all
Over that great board fence, dear; just over
that rough old fence !
I can smell ibo smoke of a good cigar,
And hear the twang of a sweet guitar.
I've had to guess at looks as I can
But I know there'6 a bona-llde man
Over that tall board fence, dear; just over
that horrid fence !
Of coursn, 't would be an nwTui sin
For me to write and ask him in;
But think of our being dull, my dear,
With a nico young man 60 very near ! -
Over a dreadful fence, dear; 'way over a
mean old fence !
in of Grandpa. \
"I'm prepared for anything now,"
Mrs. John 'confided to her husband,
later. "It's plain that she put him up
to it. aMybe if she knew about his
will she wouldn't be so bent on marry
"She does know; I had a good
chance und told ber the other day."
"What did she say?"
"Just laughed and said 'folks
changed their wills sometimes.' She's
got a long head, I can tell you; she
knows that she can coax his money
out of him, and she don't care what
"Perhaps if you talked right out
plain to him, showed him what a
laughing stock it's making of him-"
"It wouldn't do, Lucy," her husband
interrupted. "He'd get mad and leave
in a minute. You know how touchy
Mrs. John groaned. Sh -?membered
the threat to go and i at the
Minx's home; like en . he'd be
glad of an excuse to do
Sunday grandpa came out dressed
for church . in the extreme of style,
twirling a dainty cane as airily as any
callow "dude," and boldly marched
away to where the Minx was waiting
.for him with a fresh rose for his but
"You see," said Mrs. John to Grand
ma Taylor, as the two famiiies walked
"There's no fool Hice an old fool,"
quoted Mrs. Ray, grandma's daugh
"Old Mr. Porter ls no fool, though
he does act like one," grandma re
"No, more's the pity," said John,
half regretfully. "I'd interfere and
stop it if there was a ghost of a chance
that way. But he's tco sharp at his
business affairs to have anything the
matter with his mind."
Oh, he knew weir enough what ho
was about, grandma' reflected, and he
was a fine figure of a man and walked
as supple as a boy. She looked at the
girl beside him, in white, fluffy array,
then glanced at her own plain, sombre .
habiliments and decided that she
would no longer dress for a funeral, al
though it was considered proper for
old ladies to robe themselves thus.
"Mamma," Bessie complained a few
days later, "the children at schoool
laugh at me and say that Polly Smith
is geing to be my grandma."
"Well, wouldn't she be a sweet lit
tle grandma " grandpa asked with a
Mrs. John bit her lips to keep the
hot words back.
"I do believe it's catching," Mrs.
Ray ran across to confide to Mrs.
John. "Ma's been and got a lavender
colored lawn, and white ties, and a
jaunty bonnet with lavender ribbon
and violets; she says she hi^s smoth
ered in black all she's going to."
"That's not so bad," Mrs. John re
plied. "As long as she don't go galla
vanting around with some young fel
"Oh, nia'd never think of marrying
anybody. I just wouldn't allow that
-young or old," Mrs. Ray declared
"Well, you can manage an old lady,
but an old man you can't. I feel as if
we were disgraced," Mrs. John re
Sne was sure of it when one day
grandpa dressed up, brought a livery
rig and took the Minx out for a ride
out to his farm. She clapped on her
sunbonnet anc? went to interview the
"Don't you think it's disgraceful for
a young girl to go traipsing off with
an cid man. Hannah Smith," she de
manded with asperity.
"Mr. Porter is a man of good char
acter and a church member," Mrs.
Smith asserted, bridling defensively.
"Oh, I understand; you are in the
game, too," Mrs. John retorted.
Mrs. Smith closed her mouth firmly
and tossed her head. And Mrs. John
gave it up and went home; she knew
Hannah Smith well enough to know
that you needn't say anything more to
her, when she looked like that.
Grandma Taylor was just leaving a
neighbor's when the couple returned.
She bowed to them in cold hauteur as
she passed, and the saucy minx
Grandpa's other two sons. Eben and
Charles, in answer to urgent appeals,
made their appearance.
Grandpa flew into a rage. "I won't
have anybody meddling with my af
fairs," he declared, stamping around
noisily. "I'll do as I please, and it's
none of your business."
Eben remonstrated, and Charles
coaxed in vain; then they went off to
tackle the Minx. Eben gave and took
immediate offense, and left to go over
it again useiesrly with his father.
Charles sauntered in when Ihe storm
had spent, itself. "You're a gay old
boy, pa," he said, slapping grandpa on
the back, "and you must bring Mother
Porter up lo see us."
"Now that's something like!" grand
pa replied, shaking ms hand warmly.
Her last hope gone, Mrs. John sub
sided in tears, and a headache: and
grandpa shut himself up and played
all the old things he could remember,
triumphantly, but with a more dis
tractingly wheezy wail than ever.
Across the street an old lady lin
gered by the open window, listening
hungrily, at times wiping away a ?fur
Grandpa and Minx were thicker than
"peas in a pod," Mrs. John said, after
his declaration of independence and
victory over her sons. And then ono
day. after an early dinner, he dressed
in his best and again took her for a
long ride out in the country. It hap
pened to be a day when Grandma Tay
lor, in lavender lawn, white tie and new
bonnet, had gone to visit an old friend,
and Mrs. Ray was at liberty to run
over and condole with Mrs. John.
"I don't know what I would do il rt
were ma, but I'd never consent to her
"Pa Porter don't ask anybody's con
sent, unless it's that girl's. I guess
you couldn't help yourself, in my
"Maybe not. But ma knows my
mind too well ever to think of such a
thing. Why," she added laughingly,
"when she first came here I was a lit
tle anxious about her and grandpa,
they toon to each other so. But she
hasn't had much to say to him, since
I spoke to her about it."
"That would have been a suitable
match," Mrs. John replied, "and we
couldn't have objected. But I suppose
Grandpa Taylor is too old and with
ered looking to suit Pa Porter."
"She's younger than he is, and looks
it, too, in her new things, said Mrs.
Ray, taking up the cudgels. Then she
added, smiling: "We're talking non
sense; for no matter what anybody
thought of ma, I'd never allow a man
in my father's place."
"Well, you can manage an cid lady,
but you can't a headstrong old man,"
Mrs. John reiterated with a sigh.
Toward night. Mrs. Ray hurried in
again. "Polly Smith has come home
a-fcot and alone; what do you sup
peso she's done with grandpa?"
"Come with me and we'll find out,"
said Mrs. John.
The Minx was at the gate, appar
ently on the lookout for some one.
"How did you hear?" she asked, her
face one radiant smile.
"We've heard nothing." Mrs. John
answered shortly, "I want to know
what's become of Grandpa Porter."
"Why, they're riding around, some- j
where, I guess. I carno c way right after i
"What wedding-where?" shrieked j
Mrs. John. j
"Up to the parsonage, of course, |
"And you came off alone as soon as j
you were married?" interrupted Mrs.
Ray; Mrs .John was speechless.
"But I'm not married," said the ,
"Then who-" began Mrs. Ray, a
Wild suspicion seizing her.
"There they come!" the smiling
Minx broke in. "Don't they look
sweet!" as a buggy whizzed around
"Ma Taylor!" ga ed Mrs. Ray.
"Grandpa Taylor-x ,rter," corrected
the Minx. "And we's had such a time
with her, grandpa and I! She was so
afraid of offending her folks that she
wouldn't listen to grandpa at all, un
til she got wretchedly jealous of me.
Poor grandpa was so miserable over
it-and grandma herself wasn't hap
"No," added grandma seriously.
"And I decided that you should not
break both our hearts with your no
Mrs. John went off into peals of
laughter, aided by thc Minx and bride
groom. Mrs. Ray turned her back on
the hilarious crowd and fled.
Eventually she relented and took 1
tiie happy oki couple into favor, but '
she never forgave Mrs. John that
laugh.-Louise J. Strong, in New Or- 1
leans Times-Democrat. '
Tho Choleo of Two Kvll*.
An omnious silence greeted Bobby's
entrance. There was a wild look in
his eye: his clothes were disarranged,
and there was just a suggestion of 1
blood about his mouth. Mamma
frowned severely, and papa hid him
self behind his paper.
"Ahem!" began mama. Bobby j
squared his shoulders, and prepared
for the coming attack.
"Ahem! Don't you know, Bobby,
that it's very wrong of little boys to
Bobby pretended to find a point of
interest in the pattern of the hearth
"Haven't I told you, Bobby, that it's
very wicked to fight?" demanded his
mamma, in a tone that was meant to
Thus challenged, Bobby fell back on
"He hit me first, mama." he pleaded.
"Ah. but that doesn't make any dif
ference. Nobody loves little boys who
Bobby pondered for a few moments
and then his face brightened. ]
"Is that so?" he asked.
"Yes, my dear, nobody will love you
if you arc always fighting. And look 1
at your clothes." y
"Well." said Bobby, with slow de- '
liberation, "then, marama, I thinks it's 5
better to be unloved."
Something between a shriek and a 1
laugh escaped from papa as he fled J
from the room.-London Judy. 1
Tiinsht to Soe.
That a certain pori ion of the blind ;
may be taught to see is indicated by
the striking success of M. Heller, of
V'enna. When brought to him three
years ago two Hungarian boys, aged 1
7 and 5 years, could see nothing, but 3
their eves appeared to be normal. '
Their training began with looking at 1
a bright disk in a dark chamber. They
learned to distinguish this and the
younger boy, who has progressed more
rapidly than thc ntlicr, was then shown
familiar objects against (he disk, then
lines and figures, and, finally, was able
to read. Later he was rade to recog
nize the objects and letters by day
light. Another examination showell a
defect of the rei ina, and it was con
cluded that the field of vision was
so narrowed that the feeble impres
sions reached thc brain attracted
no notice before the unusual teaching.
"You say your next door neighbors
make a vulgar display of their i
"Yes," answered Mr. Bickerson;
"they left a ton of coal out on the
sidewalk all day yesterday."-Wash
OFFICERS IN THE NEW
I Egg Skeljj jtrengtri ?
|| That It is Easily Broken Is Not p
|g Due to any Structural ig
la Weakness. (&?
As fragile as au egg shell, as easily
jrokeu as au egg shell, arc two popm
ar sayings, based on erroneous obser-.
vations. It ls true that an ogs shell
TESTING THE EGG SHELL'S STRENGTH.
ls quite easily broken, but this is not
because of any structural weakness in
:he composition of Its material, but be
cause of its extremely thin walls.
Uccent scientifically constructed tests,
undertaken in a spirit of curiosity, but
continued in wonderment, demon
strated that a shell not more than
ihirtcen one-thousandths of an inch
in thickness has astonishing strength,
comparable with the best of man's
artificial products. Albert E. Gray re
cently conducted a number of iuter
?stiug experiments to demonstrate Hie
strength of empty egg shells. Ile made
.coords of the compressive Strength
iud the resistance of external and In
ternal pressure. The common parlor
experiment of endeavoring to break
EGG SHELL BROKEN DY INTERNAL PRES
tn egg by pressing upou lt lengthwise,
ivhen held between the palms of the
lands, exemplifies the first measure of
ts longitudinal resistance to pressure,
ks lt is well known, it takes pretty
strong hands to squash an egg held
iu this position. When mechanical
neons nre'snbtituted for manual ones
he squashing pressure is readily meas
ured,and was found to be from forty
"o seventy-five pounds, the average be
ing nearly fifty-five pounds. Tills, roo.
ivith specimen eggs taken at random.
\u empty egg shell was subjected to
i test by being placed endwise on two
rubber cushions and made to support
i box into which shot was slowly
loured. The rubber pads protected I be
fVNOTHER SAMPLE (FA BREAK BY IN
TERN AX PRESSURE.
shell from Hie hard contact, and this
experiment demonstrated the struc
tural strength of the shell. Greater In
irenuity bad to be exercised in sub
mitting shells to internal pressure, ow
ing to the poor nature of the lieu's
MAJOR-GENERAL YOUNG. 1
egg. It was necessary to render thc
specimen .water-tight without increas
ing its structural strength. This was
finally accomplished with the aid of a"
toy balloon, which was inserted into
the shell through one of thc two small
holes, anti the inflation accomplished
by hollow wire. A hydraulic gauge in
dicated the pressure at the moment the
shell broke, and eleven trials gave for
ty-four pounds per square Inch the
breaking pressure. Three specimens
withstood pressure of sixty pounds or
The most wonderful development of
strength was seen In the resistance to
external pressure. The average col
lapsing pressure of egg shells was 545
Jam et J. Jill!, tho Railroad Magnate.
James J. Hill is thy Napoleon of
transportation in tlie Northwest. Mr.
Hill is one of the most picturesque
and interesting ligures that have boen
upturned by tho great industrial evo
lution of tile United States. Ile has
created empires in railroads, but never
has a word been said of him that re
flects upon his absolute integrity in
method. Before the war "J i tn" Hill
used to be n "mud" clerk on the Mis
sissippi, but a mau with his brains
was never destined to "check" ship
ments for a living. Mr. Hill left his
desk and bis bills of lading to go to the
Avar and on his return engaged himself
lu the packet business. Through that
line he made his way into railroading.
As an upbuilder of railroads Mr. Hill
has no equal. The Hill lines are the
best testimonial to his constructive
and creative power. Mr. Hill's fame 11
had been secure on past performances, i
but if his present plans are carried 1
out he will take rank with tho greatest 1
of industrial generals in history. <
A Relic of Waterloo Days. .
Reminiscent of the storm and stress
of Napoleonic days is the little snap- ;
shot reproduced here. It shows one of
the lookout stations built by Napoleon
ONE OF NAPOLEON'S WATCII-TOWElt.S ON .
THE FUEN OH COAST.
at the time when he was contemplat
ing the Invasion ol' England. Tills i
particular lookout-which is in a very
good state of preserva!ion-stands on j
the cliffs between YYimereiix ami Am- ?
bleteuse, and on clear clays England
can be distinctly seen willi the naked ,
eye. One can imagine the watchem in
those little towers gazing out across
the sea towards the bated laud whose ?
vigilant fleets ami hard-Ughtiiig a?uiieg
were the main obstacles lo the univer
sal success of the arms of tile Ein
peror.-Tho Wide World Magazine.
Wood intended lo be made into pianos
requires to be kept forty years to be :
in perfect condition I
F THE UNITED STATES,
?BST LIEUTENANT MCKINLEY.
Horseless Vehicle For the Country
The inventors seem to be striving
faithfully to relieve the horse of all the:
heavy hauling which it has in the past
been called upon to perform, and lt is
probable the day is not far distant
when pleasure drivers will be the only
ones who will find use for this animal.
The latest idea along the linc of horse
less vehicles is the farmers' trolley
road, which will make it possible foi
the raiser of produce to come to town
with his load, dispose of it and return
home without the aid of his team, the
electric current being made to do all
the labor, through the medium of the
apparatus shown in the illustration.
The inventor contemplates the Instal
lation, of private lines bj- the farmers
!n,..n. certain locality, or the rental of j
electric service froin one" of the suburb"
lian trolley companies which now cover
the country around every large city.
As will be seen, an electric motor is
placed on the wagon, and power ls ob
ra ?ned from the overhead wire, the
connecting pole having a flexible ad
justment to overcome all inequalities
in the roadway. Thc horizontal por
tion of the conductor is divided and
insulated, receiving tho auront from
one wire and returning it to the other
after it lias passed through the motor
to drive the wagon. The reason for
using a return wire parallel with the
[lower wiro is to avoid possibility of
shocks, to tho driver when standing
beside the w-igon and in contact with
It, which might prove dangerous if the
HORSELESS CARRIAGE FOR THE FARME1
return current passed to the earth after
Lise. By gearing the driving shaft low
rory heavy loads could be transported
with comparatively little expeuse for
current, and as there are no heavy
storage batteries or power generators
l boa rd there is plenty of room in the
tvagon for tile loading of produce, etc.
Daniel S. Bergin is the inventor.
Wilora 1'HIII Most Hurt?.
Which part of the human body is the
most sensitive to pain?
A sharp definition must be drawn
lore between irritation and pain. Irri
tatton is not pain, but only a frequent
cause of it. Tims, a crumb lodged In
the larynx near the vocal cords pro
luces violent irritation and prolonged
coughing, which often results in actual
iain. So, too, a fly or speck of dust
u the eye sets rp violent irritation and
inflammation, followed by acute pain.
")f the surface of the body, the linger
tips and the end of the tongue are most
sensitive. For instance, a burn on the
lingers is much more painful than one !
)ii the back would be, while one on the
tongue would be more painful still.
Deep wounds are not painful as a
rule, save as regards the surface in
jury. Of pains not caused by external
injuries, neuralgin of the fifth nerve,
thc one which supplies thc skin of the
head and face, is the most intense. It
lias frequently driven people mad for
I he time being, and sufferers have been
known to cut and even burn the flosii
in desperate attempts to relieve it. The !
rupture of the branches of the denial i
nerve in louth drawing also cause!- i
igony so intense that it lias been stated ?
that no human being could endure it ?
for more than two seconds at a time.- ?
A ISw's Hom i*.
Some reels of thread in a factory al !
Brauntou. Dcvomdiire, have been [
chosen as a linnie liy a solitary lice. 1
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them v'th honey.
Large shipments of thi best makes of wagons
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Large Stock of Coffins and Caskets
alwags on hand. All calls for our hearse prompt
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