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J. L. MIMS,_Editor.
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Wedensday, August 4.
Contribute Your Dollar.
The Democrats of Spath Carolina
are being asked to contribute at least
one dollar to the national Democrat
ic Campaign fund, and the appeal is
being made to' the people of Edge
field county to have a part in rais
ing an adequate campaign fund to
the end that the Democratic party
windan overwhelming victory at the
polls in November. Every Democrat
ic voter in Edgefield, positively with
out exception, can easily contribute
one dollar to this fund. Do your part,
which is only a small part, in achiev
ing the Democratic victory. It means
much to the South to have a Demo
cratic administration. Therefore,
making a contribution to this fund is
making an investment, if you please
to put it on that plane, which will
bring large returns, if Governor Cox
* * 4> ?
Fight The Weevil.
The cotton crop is not made but
the outlook points to a very satis
factory yield. Now this yield depends
upon two things: weather conditions
and the boll weevil. We have no con
trol whatever over the weather con
ditions, and it is well that they are
directed by a Higher Power and not
by selfish man, but we can to some
extent curtail the depradacions of
the pest that has wrought such dam
age over the cotton belt foryvears.
If the squares are picked up and
burned the wevils can be checked to
.some extent. Not only will this crop
be benefited by the adopting of this
method but conditions for next year
will be improved. Every weevil de
stroyed will be helpful this year and
next. Let's not surrender to the wee
vil without a fight but on the contra
ry do out utmost to check its devilish
Philippi has been enjoying an old
time revival the past week. The pas
tor was assisted by Dr. W. S. Dorset
of Ridge Spring.
Dr. Dorset helped cany on a
meeting here several years ago when'
he was pastor of Johnston Baptist
church and all were glad zo have him
back again. He is a truly a man of
Ood. Fifteen young people united
with the church.
The meeting closed with the furl
ing of the service flag Friday after
noon, which was hung on the wall of
the church when the first boys went
away to serve their country.
After "America was sung by the
audience, Rev. A. C. Baker made a
short talk on how thankful they were
that all of the thirteen stars were
blue, not a gold star on the flag.
Dr. Dorset made an address. He
.gave a brief description of his 18
..months over seas and told some of
.the trials and temptations which our
boys had to meet.
The roll call and a history of each
:boy was read by Mr. G. W. Scott.
As "Home, Sweet Home" was soft
ly played, Misses Sadie Franklin and
Ruby Jackson folded the flag and
presented it to Miss Lottie Derrick,
by whose efforts it was obtained.
I Cured of Stomach Trouble and Con
; Rachael Cribley of Beaver Dam,
''Ohio was sick for two years with
tstomach trouble and constipation,
staking one medicine after another
-with only temporary relief. "My
neighbor spoke so enthusiastically of
Chamberlain's Tablets" she ? says
"that' I procured a bottle of them at
our drug store to try. A few days'
treatment convinced me that they'
were just what I needed. I continued
their use for several weeks and they
now To Give Quinine To Children.
FEBRIUNE te the trade-mark name (riven to an
improved Quinine. It is a Tasteless Syrup, pleas
ant to take and does not disturb the stomach.
Siildren take it and never know it is Quinine,
so especially adapted to adults who cannot
lake ordinary Quinine. Does not nauseate not
cause nervousness nor ringing in the head. Tty
it the next time you need Quinine (or any pur?
pose. Ask for 2-ounce original package. The
lime IPUBRIMNB te Wown in bottle. 25 cent*
Address Delivered at Funeral
of Miss Willie Peak.
(Published at request of friends.)
My heart often finds it a task to
utter itself through the lips or to re
strain its grief as I meet from time
to time in seasons of grief like unto
this. It is task enough and grief
poignant enough when the one we
are put away in the couch of clay
is an old person-an old person with
head frosted with the snow of many
winters, with eyes dim with age, and
feet that falteringly go. We can eas
ily -understand that as the portion of
those who reach the melloy/ year of
life. But frankly from my heart do
I" say that in awe do I stand before
the mystery-for mystery indeed it
is-when one so young, so lovely, so
ambitious, so intelligent, is taken,
fair young flower of grace and fra
grance, from life's garden. But the
Great Gardener, even our God,
chooseth where He will and pluck
eth when He will. Yet, in the mys
tery of it all, we can but trust, know
ing, ever knowing, that our God has
j never made a blunder-has never
and can never make a mistake. And
(the passing of this fair young flower
in the very dew of youth and dawn
of life is no blunder of our Almigh
ty Father. It is but the fulfillment of
j His plan for her life, the holy achiev
ment in His own time of His wish
and His will. So it is that in the mys
tery of it and in the mystery of the
I shadow of it and in the mystery of
'the why of it v/e don't have to un
derstand. To trust Him and His
way- is enough. To trust, knqwing
that He doeth all things well is all.
And that's enough. .
Sunrise Hour of Her Welcome to
Her Earthly Home.
I go back in my thinking this
morning-go back just 19 years, and
pausing a bit I think . a bit in the
beauty and mystery of the dawn of
life, of th? sunrise hour of her wel
come to her earthly home. Ah! That
was a glad day. When mother's
heart rejoiced with exceeding great
joy when she received to her arms
the warm little body, gift of God,
?gift of Love. Then loving hands min
istered to her. Then loving lips kissed
her. Then loving hearts enshrined
her rapturously in precincts, perpet
ual. The mothers' heart prayed. The
father's heart was bright with the
glow that only Lovelight can hring.
The cradle over which they bent
and around which they lingered was
a sacred place-place of their pray
ers. But I turn from the glowing
and growing splendor of the" sunrise
hour of her welcome to earth and to
her earthly home to :
The Noonday Splendor of Her Chris,
Scarcely had the glow of the dawn
i faded until she passed into the glo
rious splendor of her noonday ex
perience with Christ. One day she
met Him who is fairer than ten
thousand and altogether lovely, the
Rose of Sharon, the Lily of the Val
ley fair, even J?sus whom to know
is life eternal. Meeting Him she ask
ed: "Who art thou?" And this radi
ant and majestic One whose brow
was with radiant glories crowned
and whose lips with grace o'erflowed,
spoke and softly said: "I am the
Christ! And wilt thou have Me as
Saviour and follow Me?" Then into
his blessed nail-torn hand went her
timid hand with a beautiful child
like trust. She followed where He
led, rejoicing in the redemption
which came from her soul and to her
soul because of Him who "bore her
sins in His own body on the tree."
And in the glory of this noontide
light of her Christian experience,
she fed on His word, faithfully at
tended the worship at His house, not
missing a Sunday at Sunday School
for over seven years. What an insri
ration to us her remembering of her
Creator in the days of her youth be
fore the evil days drew nigh. Well
might we learn and profit from the
learning-because of this which we
have knowledge of concerning her.
And gladly, though with eyes dim
with tears, do we turn the white
pages of her life's book so richly set
in golden type and read where on
life's stormy sea she called Jesus to
the helm of her frai] craft and said:
"Jesus, Saviour, pilot me,
Over life's tempestuous sea.
Unknown waves before me roll,
Hiding rock and treacherous shoal,
Chart and compass come from Thee
Jesus, Saviour, pilot me!"
As her pastor I do thank God for
the noonday splendor of her Chris
tian experience. Wonderful hour
that when she came to know Jesus,
whom to know is life forevermore.
Her Afternoon Struggle With Dis.
ease and Death.
But, with life unfolding in golden
splendor ahead of her, a strapge
shadow that deepened with the days'
fell across her pathway-after the
lapse of a few years. The battle with
disease and death was on. Into her
young body entered that dread germ
which slowly but surely increased its
sway in her fair body and, like some
canker worm gnawing its way into
the heart of some flower so beauti
ful, relentlessly and with a grip that
would not let go, reached out after
her life to take it. With fortitude
and courage and sweet patience she
fought in the afternoon hour of her
battle with disease. Courteous,
sweet, cheerful, hoping still to gain
the victory, she'gave her last full
measure of strength. At last she had
to lay her armor down and surrender
to the relentless and merciless foe.
But yet what a triumpt was there.
For Disease and Death could not lay
their hands on her spirit which
"clothed, immortal winged its flight
to realms of day." Death could not
bring her unto poverty when her
need was supplied according to God's
riches in glory in Christ Jesus. Death
could not bring darkness to her who
walked in the light even as He is in
the light. To her Jesus had made the
promise, even as He makes it to us
today: "He that followeth Me shall
not walk in darkness, but shall have
the light of life." As the sands of
life were falling fast and the hour
drew near, she, with a gesture of her
frail little handj said: "Be silent."
No doubt at that moment her ears,
grew dull to the voices of earth and
became keenly sensitized to the
voices from the other land fairer
\than day. Then as the shadows of
?death deepened like midnight dark
ness round about her couch a smile
not of earth possessed her face.
Then, with rapturous accent, she
spoke last that precious word which
she had spoken first, the dearest
name on earth except the name of
, . And then the afternoon battle iWas
at an end-a physical triumph for
disease and cjeath-a glorious spirit
ual triumph for her. Think a bit now
as we pause in holy reverence at her
casket of: /
The Sunset Hour of Her Welcome to
Her Heavenly Home.
Beautiful as was her welcome to
her earthly home, more beautiful
still the sunset hour of her welcome
tocher heavenly home. While you
wh*o loved her and do lovelier so
are in tears she is in smiles. While
?you who weep and we weep, she re
joices. While we sit in the shadows,
she walks in the city fair where no
darkness ever enters. One word I
must say about:
The Afterglow of the Sunset.
Radiant beams from the sunset
hour of her life linger with us and
cast their haloes about us today.
This beauty is seen in the faces and
in the lives of loved ones who in
courage and submission say: "Thy
will be done!" I know and you know
He has never made a mistake. The
beauty of the Christ is seen-the af
ter glow of the sunset is visible to
day in the lives of those who, since
God Vanted her, would not want her
-who, since God took her, would
not have her back-who, in the mys
tery of the passing of her young life,
trust Him with resignation that is
"They tell me I must bruise
The rose's leaf,
Ere I can reap and use
The fragrance brief.
They tell me I must break
The skylark's heart,
Ere her cage song will make
The silence start.
They tell me love must bleed,
And friendship weep,
Ere in my deepest need
I touch that deep.
Must it be always so
With precious things?
Must they be briused and go
With beaten wings?
Ah, yes! By crushing days,
By caging nights, by-scar,
Of thorns and stoney ways
Those blessings are."
Chamberlain's Colic and Diarrhoea
This is unquestionably one of the
most successful medicines in use for
bowel complaints. A few doses of it
will cure an ordinary attack of di
arrhoea. It has been used in nine ep
idemics of dysentery with perfect
success. It can always be depended
upon to give prompt relief in cases
of colic and cholera morbus. When
reduced with water and sweetened
it is pleasant to take. Every family
should keep this remedy at hand.
Money to Loan.
'I have money to loan on South?
Carolina farms. Would also like to
have someone to represent me in
Edgefield in the placing of these
W. M. LESTER,
210 Masonic Temple,
Augusta, Ga. .
shoe sale is
fords at a j
for before 1
See our a
will find soi
price to sui
* Tribute to Mrs. Glover.
'Mid the faces of those nearest
and dearest, Cornelia F. Brooks, the
widow of M. 0. Glover passed from
this land where the "smiles of joy or
tears of woe," flock and shine only
to deceive. Often our very tears are
hot the outward sign of sincerity,
for Mrs. Glover, during the solitude
of her affliction learned the wisdom
that "there is nothing sure but
Having married in early youth,
far from her place of birth, she was
practically cut off from early
friends. For nearly a score of years
her patient lovely face will be re
membered by those who were wont
to see and speak with this woman,
who dwelt among the untrodden
ways, yet played so brave a part du
ring the Confederate War. Riding
with a faithful negro from her fath
er's plantation near Pine Bluff, Ar
kansas, she braved at night, dangers
and even death, as a young girl to
carry provisions and comforts to the
men who wore the grey. Five of her
brothers gave their lives at Anti
She came from an old French
family of Arkansas on the mothers'
side and on the father's, an old Vir
ginia first settler, for Robert Church
hill Brooks came from a family who
furnished such a distinguished phy
sician as the famous Dr. Churchill
Brooks of St. Louis.
Her life from many view points
was a lonely one V^nd her affliction
of blindness emphasized her loneli
k Flowers were almost a craze with
her and they seemed to respond to
her touch. She had many sorrows,
but she bore them with an indomi
table endurance and cheerfulness.
f For many years a faithful mem
ber of the faith of her childhood,
she was sustained by the promises
of the Catholic church. She leaves
to regret her, three sons, J. M. W.,
R. W., and M. 0. Glover, with her de
voted daughter and son-in-law, Mrs.
and Mr. R. C. Padgett, where she
spent her last days for over twenty
MRS. J. M. W. GLOVER.
FOR SALE: One 12-horse Olds
gasoline engine in fine running con
dition, at reasonable price. Apply to
P. B. DAY. JR.,
Trenton, S. C.
st to you will be a
50 cents each. Cc
over, and remembe
now in full blast. 1
7 to secure yourself i
i stylish pair of pur
)rice that you could
ssortment of remnai
nething that you ca
Yours for Service
To the Cotton Growers of Edgefield
The boll weevil is making a sec
ond attack on our fields of cotton.
All cotton growers are warned to
pick the dead squares and forms
from the stalk. Don't wait if or them
to drop. Remember that if you don't
get these squares closely, later the
weevils will destroy the cotton. This
course is a necessity-extend this
notice to your neighbors.
J. WM. THURMOND,
Pres. C. G. A., E. C.
For the reason th
lative delegation f;
vision for Edgefiek
tion of indebtednei
Dixie Highway throi
and also being depri
property tax and the
tax, the two latter
$13,600.00, we are i
rent expenses, but i:
ment pays us wit!
days the $8,000 due
the State pays the
we will be in a posil
- R. Nev*
W. A. Watson,
ime in and
iv that the
^ow is the
i good ser
nps or Ox
its and you
n use at a
WANTED: Men or women to take
orders among friends and neighbors
for the genuine guaranteed hosiery,
full line for men, women and chil
dren. Eliminates darning. ' Saves
money. Everybody buys. A bonanza
for agents. Experience unnecessary.
International Stocking Mills,
The Best Hot Weather Tonic
GROVE'S TASTELESS chill TONIC enriches the
blood, builds up the whole system and will won
derfully strengt"and fortify you to withstand
the denn-SSI'UE effect of the hot summer. 50c
at the 1920 Legis
ailed to make pro
1 County's propor
3S for building the
iighout this county,
ved of the two-mill
? automobile license
totals footing up
mable to meet cur
f the U. S. Govern
lin the next thirty
and owing us, and
:ion to pay all cur