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We are in our new quarters at the same
old stand, next to Jenkinson's, where we are
prepared to fill all orders for
We will be glad to see you and "figger"
on any bill of Groceries you may need, and
feel assured we can satisfy you both in qual
ity and price.
The Manning Grocery Co.
SUMMERTON HARDWARE C00.,
SUMMERTON, S. C.
J. C. LANHAM. C. r. DAVIS, J. A. JAMES,
President. Vice-President. Sec.-Treas.
OUR MOTTO: 3 L'S.
Live and Let Live.
For dry goods, go to a dry goods store.
For shoes, go to a shoe store.
For groceries, go to a grocery store.
For medicines, go to a medicine store.
For HARDWARE and its kindred articles,
go to a HARDWARE SOE
Paints, Agricultural Implements, Pumps, Pipe, S
Stoves and Stoveware, Harness and
Saddlery, Crockery and Glassware.
We-have them all.
Our long residence in the county is our guarantee of fair and
Shonest tr~stment of our customers.
We have recently associated *ith us Mr. J. M. Plowden form
erly with the Dillon Hardware Comnp any, who thoroughly under
We are giving more attention to the handling of Cotton
this season than ever before, which means that while we
bought more Cotton than an~y other firm on the market, it is
our purpose to buy a still greater quantity. This we can
not do unless we pay the price, and when you bring or ship
to 'us your Cotton, the VERY HIGHEST PRICE IS AS
has been thoroughly looked after and we invite an inspec
tion of our Dry Goods, Fancy Goods, Shoe and Clothing
Stock~s. Our buyer has devoted much of his experience this
season in looking after the Dress Goods selections, and we
can assure our Lady friends that we are enabled to please
them. not only in styles, but prices. Our General Dry Goods
stock was never more complete and better bought-"GooDS
WELL BOUGHT ARE HALF SOLD.
Shoes ! Shoes !
There is no need wearing out shoe leather running about for
footwear, when we have, direct from the factories, Shoes
of the best make. and which we can sell with a guarantee.
Then, we carr.y as nice a line of Gents' Youths' and Boy's
SClothing as you will be able to see in any other city. This
Department was selected with a view to style, fit and dura
OR GROCERY DEPARTMENT
Cannot be excelled anywhere, and our prices defy competi
tion. We have always enjoyed a tine Clarendon patronage
for which we are grateful, and we shall strive to continue
to merit the patronage and confidence you give us-come
to see us,
Cayight. 1903. by HA
ILLTER was alone in the office
of the warehouse one morning
about the middle of the follow
ing week when Kenner came
in from the postoffice. the morning's
mail in his hands.
"Wheat's gone a-whizzin'," he said.
"It's $1.10 in the shade-away above
high water mark. Take a fool's ad
vice, Mr. ilillyer. an' git out while you
kin. I've got Georze's interest at heart
the same as you have. an' it's better 1
ter young men to go slow an' be on the
HBllyer smiled broadly and rubbed
his hands together with an air of in
tense satisfaction. "You were jest as
badly rattled when it hadn't reached a
dollar," he said. "Now, you let George
alone. Ef I'm willin' to resk his judg- 1
ient, with plenty o' scads behind the
investment, why can't you?"
Kenner shrugged his shoulders and
made no reply. George was coming in
at the door. "Hello, young Gould!"
the cotton buyer cried out jovially.
"Are you weak at the knees?"
"Oh, you mean wheat," said Buckley
Indifently as he went to his desk.
"That's Mr. Hillyer's affair."
"No, it .hain't, my boyd not by a jug
ful," said Hillyer, almost tenderly.
"Yore judgment's held good so far;
what do you think we ought to do?"
"Why, if I wanted to realize," re
plied the young man, "I'd telegraph for
the best offers right away. You can't
rely on those-printed reports like Ken
ner has. My opinion is that It has
gone higher since that circular was
"Higher!" exclaimed Kenner, with a
cold smile of derision. "My boy, y,ou
are actin' jest-like.every young specu
lator that ever grabbed the whip an'
jumped in the arena. You never let
go till the back,action sets in, an' then
down you scoot like an avalanche."
Hillyer's next remark surprised Ken
"That's jest what I have done, my
boy. I don't say I intend to sell, but I
wired Jacobs & Co. fer the'r best offer
on my way down."
Just then a messenger boy came in
with a telegram. Hillyer opened It
with shaky fingers, but when he read
It -he laid it on his desk quite calmly, a
gleam of triumph in his eye.
"Jacob offers $1.2%," he said im
pressively as he looked at the cotton
Kenner stared.and then spat against
the wall behind the stove.
"Somebody's crazy," he grunted.
"Wheat e'an't stand at that."
Hllyer was gazing at George with a
hearty smile on his face.
"What do you think we ought to do,
my boy?' he asked. "Remember, I
only want yore judgment. Ef we hit
the ceilin' feet fo'most I'll never throw
it up to you."
George was silent for a -moment
The others hung on his reply. "You I
are putting me in a rather ticklish
place, Mr. Hillyer," he said. "I'd real
ly rather not have the responsibility of
as big a thing as this Is entirely on
"Well," said Hillyer, "you won't 9
mind tellin' me what you would do ef
it was all yore affair."
"If it were mine," answered George,
"I'd hold awhile longer."
"That settles it," cried Hillyer, and
he turned to write an answer to the
A fe'wminutes later Hanks came in
with his son Bob, a well dressed young
man past twenty years of age. The
young man paused in the outer room,
an expression of deep embarrassment 1
n hi face.
"Has that car o' meat fer me been
sidetacked?' Hanks asked Hillyer
"Yes; it's at the platform now," the
merchant answered, casting a curious
glance past Hanks to his son. "Are
you ready to have it unloaded?"
"Yes; Bob's goin' to do it"
The whole room stared in igmpa
"You say he is?" Hillyer got out un
der his breath.C
"Yes; I'm goin' to show him an' his
mother that I rule the rocst up our
way. She's tuck a notion he's too god
to work like common folks, an' let's
'Im run wild with these town dudes,
an' I've made up my mind as long as
he eats my grub he's got to lay his
ands to whatever work there is to do.
I could git a nigger to do the job fer a
dollar an' a half, an' I'm simply goin'
to save the money." 4
At this outburst Bob Hanks was
seen to turn his face to the door. I
was as red as blood,
"Oh, say"-- Hillyer began to pr- e
test, but Hanks interrupted him.
"Git that pair o' trucks back thar
an' go to work," he said to his son',
"an' shuck off that coat an' necktie.
You won't need no buttonhole bouquet .
fer this job.",
The young man made haste to obey. I
It was as if he wanted to spare his
parent the exhibition he was maing t
of himself. Hanks sat down at the
stove in his usual place quite unruf
"Say," Hlllyer began mildly, "I don't a
think yo're handlin' that chap right a
He's all right, ef you'd only treat him ,
like a young human bein'. I've want
ed to speak to you about that boy a
long time. I like Bob, I cayn't help a
It. Why, hang It, he's jest natural!
He don't know how to get down to I
work. He's been fetched up in this a
gddy set o' young folks, an' he feels
his fodder. When you do put 'im at g
wrk you put 'im at some menial em-a
plyment that makes all the boys in
town laugh at him, an' no boy with a
any pride at all can stand that An'
thiouble is he's ashamed of the way t
yu do along with it The daddies o'a
that set he's been runnin' with don't1i
act-that way, an' he don't know why
"What.in the.-name o' common sense ~
Coyou:know about boys?" said Hanks, a
laning forward. and appling his g
cheap cigar to -a red spot on the stove. y
"ouve never hahi one. Do you reckon a
I hau't anxious to see 'im make g
same'n' outi.n hisselft? I tried my level
best to git 'Imk to go to mill t'otherja
y, and betwixt 'im and his mammy
w cIpan ocpettted. Jest think o'b
ta-ma feedn' an' housin' a young
"A grin,o' Wales that won't ride i
~mg corn sacZ" said Kenner
2 M~u de sot a~te le-?
WILL N. HARBEN,
iel." " T h e
Land of the
ute North Walk
.RPER Q BROTHERS
pliant on yore hands as shore's preach
Just then they beard the rattle of the
iron wheeled trucks in the rear. Bob
Ranks had set to work. His father
began to pull at his cigar. No one
poke for a few minutes. Then three
oung men, faultlessly attired and
laughing merrily, entered the ware
house at the front and went through
the building toward the car at the
platform In the rear.
"Goin' back to poke fun at Bob,"
said Kenner. "They certainly are a
tifin' gang, but I'll bet Bob feelsplike
erawlin' in a hole an' pullin''the hole
[n after 'Im."
Oeorge Buckley stood down on the
Soor, his face rigid. They were all
atching him. He took off his coat
md hung it up and then walked out of
die office through the warehouse to
ard the car of bacon.
"I wonder what he's goin' to"- be
"Goin' to scatter them fools, I reck
m," said Hillyer angrily. "An' he
rt, the blasted idiots!"
Hanks had observed and heard, but
ie smoked on as if unconcerned. .
Kenner rose and went out. He came
)ack in a moment, a strange light in
11s honest face, his lips twitching.
"George has got another pair o'
tucks an' is helpin' Bob unload that
ar," he said in an unsteady voice.
"By gum, he's a man, I tell you--a
Hanks' cigar had gone out, and he
eaned forward and pressed its end
igainst the stove again. "It won't
iurt George as much to take a little
ercise with the trucks as it will Bob
:o be bolstered up in his ways by what
eorge is a-doin'. The Lord knows
ou'll all ruin the boy among you. I
lon't care how much work George does
'er me. I'll save a dollar and a half.
Ee can't make me feel cheap by that
;ort o' trick."
Kenner did not seem to be listening.
nith his eyes on Hillyer's sympathetic
race he remarked: "The minute George
oomed up out thar an' grabbed them
:rucks an' set to work that gang dried
ip an' looked like they wanted to hide.
hey made some excuse or other an'
aunk off down the railroad, an' Bob
Bob jest- looked like h'e could die fer
im. I tell you, you old stick in the
nud"-to Hanks-"I'll bet any other
Lddy but rou'd 'a' made a man out o'
hat mateil. Bob told me once that
ie wanted to go in business fer his
e'f. Wby don't you try 'im?'
"Try 'im!" said Hanks indifferently.
'Who tried me. I wonder? I had to
;hift fer myself, an' ef I've accumu
ated anything It has been by my own
~fforts. Ef anybody had set me up In
yusness at .4hat boy's age I'd never
>een wuth a hill o' beaus."
"Yes, an' you didn't start out with
s much agin you as Bob has," an
wered the cotton buyer. "You wasn't
~onstantly surrounded by folks tellin'
ou yore old scrub of a daddy was
~on' to die an' leave you a whole lot
' money, an'-hold on. I'm not
rough"-as Hanks was about to
peak-"an' a whole community tellin'
ou you mustn't lay yore hands to
nenial labor. Yore daddy, from what
hear, made you pull a bell cord over
mule's back tell you was twenty-one,
n' when you finally riz to the dignity
'the junk shop you used to keep, you
nsdered yourself in high G. Why,
hey say yomu never wore shoes tell you
ut 'em on to vote In. They say a
tranger put up at Lib's house one
tight, Mr. Hillyer, an' Lib was standin'
Ip before the fire warmin' hisse'f. All
t once Lib's mammy said, 'Henry,
har's a coal o' fire under yore foot,'
in' Lib looked up, as lazy then as now,
n' asked, In his slow way, 'Which
Hillyer smiled, but Hanks simply
runted indifferently and began to look
ver a packet of papers which he took
tom his pocket Jake came in to tell
Eenner that some cotton wagons were
triving up, and Kenner started out,
aughing good~ naturedly. At the door
te paused, and, coming back, he leaned
n the back of a chair toward Hanks.
You know how to take my fun, Lib,"
e said, just a touch of apology in his
one. "You see. I used to have jest
ech a gang as Bob's society crowd to
ontend with." Kenner laughed. It
ras plain he had more to say in spite
f the pressure of business.
"When I growed up it was wuss, if
.nything, than now. It was jest after
he war, when nobody had anything to
iut on style with, an' everybody want
d to make a good show to keen from
yokin' beat Among the young men
a this place thar was some of us that
est naturally would work, an' a pile
f 'em that didn't seem to know how,
n' us that knowed how seemed tokeep
p the rest, for they was eternally
-borrowin' our cash an' never dream
a' o' replacin' it. I remember thar
ras one young feller, Fred Dinslow,
hat kept my pocket change down to
aw ebb. It went on so long that I
ot to prayin' over it, an' fina]y I got
he courage to put my foot down. I
ept tellin' 'im I didn't have It. He
nowed I did, an' so did I, but I could
al 'ima that better'n anything else,
eca'se he hated to dispute my word,
s bad as I hated to refuse 'Ima my
"ages. Me 'n' him was a-roomin' to
ether, an' one day a nigger, Aif
[ardin, begun to banter me to sell 'im
light overcoat I was about through
ith, an' I laid it out fer 'im. Well,
'red noticed it a-lyin' out on the table,
n' axed me what I was a-goin' to do
r'ith It. I told 'im I was a-goin' to
ll It to Alf Hardin. Me 'n' Fred was
-lyin' smokin' on the bed, an' he got
p all at onice an' put the coat on an'
tood lookin' at hisse'f In the bureau
lass. He'd turn fust one way an'
Len another, like a woman dressin' fer
picnic, an' then he said: 'It fits me
ke a glove, Jim. How much is Alf
oin' to give-you fer it?' 'Five dollars,'
aid I. Fred screwed about at the
lass a minute longer, an' then he
aid, 'Dern ef I don't give you five
r It; it's jest what I want.' Well,
Lar I was, a born southern gentleman
n' a room mate was axin' to be pre
erred over a nigger, an' not a clink
ur sight o' coin anywhars around.
Vell,' says I, after one o' my silent
rayers for fresh light, Il let you
ave t, Fred, but I'm needin' the
oney right now, I'm needin' It fer
particular purpose, that's the reason
m sellin' the coat. I'm needin' it
owerful bad.' 'Oh,' said he, as he
nck. ofP the ont. an' nnt it In his
trunk, 'Ill git the money fer you. rm
expectin' some next Monday.' I know
ed then that I was done, an' done
brown, but I didn't know my crust
was burnt to a cinder. The next-day
was Sunday, an' a nigger baptizin
day, an' in the black procession headed
fer Mill Creek I seed Alf Hardin
among the elect, on his way to be bap
tized. with my overcoat on. It wDs a
solemn oC'aslon, but I was mad. I
stopped Af an' axed 'im whar he
got the coat. Marse Fred Dinslow
sol' it to me, suh,' he said. 'Howmuch
did you pay 'im fer ity I axed 'Im.
'Five dollars, suh,' said Alf; 'he tried
to git six, but I didn't have it.' At
another time, Fred-but I see that.cot
ton wagon out in front, an' I've got
to git a move on me."
Hillyer was alone in.the office when
Bob Hanks and George camein, flushed
and hot, their task finished.
"You are the right kind, George," the
old man heard Bob saying, in a grate
ful tone,, "and I'm not going to forget
"Pshaw!" Buckley said, "it was ex
actly what I needed to set my blood in
circulation. I get the cramp ;sitting on
that stool." -
Bob went to the wash pan.in the cor
ner of the room and cleansed his hands
of the brine and salt. Hillyer called
him when he had finished.
"Say, Bob," he said, "come sit down
here." The old man indicated a chair
near his desk. The young maniobeyed
"Bob," began the merchant, "I be
fieve I'm yore friend an' that: I have
yore intrust at heart."
"Well, I've always thought yosu treat
ed me decently, Mr. Hillyer. I was
just telling George out there in'the car
that I could work like a steam engine
for a man like you. Mr. Hillyer, I
may look like a pretty tough specimen,
but I'll give you my word that I am
sick and tired cf living like I am.
That's God's truth."
"What sort o' work do you think you
would like, Bob?" Hillyer could not
suppress the round note of sympathy
that dominated his voice.
"It may seem very silly to you," Bob
declared slowly, "but I am just as sure
that I could run a business for myself
as I am that I'm sitting here talking
to you. To make a clean breast of it
-for I know you will undcrstiqnd my
fix-I was on a trade with A. C. Eand
ford, up the street, for his grocery
store. Sandford's wife has got indian
blood in her an' she's entitled to land
in the territory. He wants to move
out there and quit here. Ive looked in
to his books an' his trade, an' he's got
a good thing-a thing that could be
built up till it would pay big. He's
got old fogy ways an' hasn't kept up
to date, an' I believe money can be
made in this town according to late
methods. Well, when I heard he was
thinking of selling out I had a talk
with him. I told him I had no money,
but if he'd sell the stock to me on time
I'd pay him. Well, that pleased him
and his wife, too, fot they are anxious
to get away, and we even took stock.
It invoiced about $2,000, an' he doesn't
owe a cent in market, but somehow 'my
father got wind of It, an', Lord, the
rbw he raised over it! He made me
go out in the yard an' cut wood all that
morning, an' he went down to Sand
ford and said so much agazi't me that
Sandford backed clean out."
Hillyer sta'red for a moment at
George, who was listening, and then
he looked at Bob. "Are you twenty
one?' he asked.
"I was last July, Mr. Hlllyer."
"Then you are yore own boss?"
"I reckon I am, as far as age goes,"
said Bob, with a good natured smile,
"but my credit doesn't seem to amount
"Bob"-Hillyer was not looking at
hm-"you must not lose tbhat chance.
It's a good one, and I believ-e you can
run the business. I believe it's in you.
You are interested in it, an' that's the
"Thank you, Mr. Hllyer. I like to
hear you say that, but I don't much
blame father. I haven't bpliving
just like he wanted me to, and I have
thought seriously of getting away from
this town. It's pretty hard to do the
right thing surrounded by a gang like
I've been in-a crowd that thinks it be
neath a fellow to work."
"They wouldn't laugh at you if you
were the proprietor o' that grocei'y,"
said Hiilyer. "Look here, Bob; I've
got a lot o' money lent out on a sight
wuss security than yore word, an' ef
you'll give me yore note fer twA thou
Bo'rntt th -asca-- h cre
Jsoismnt ecagt.- bet
Bo et to aske finhanlly . tecre
o thoo n eane tht I'an'
san ll mais the ratie o' iteet
you kinutans, an' somlld give yomest
aslong time aus yoSanorda out. Goff."
Baou thens note, were wien Bopen put
aoismet. He stcauhti this safeath'
ain gatown arnately Sandforget' a
"h.Mr. Hillyer ared yout in ter
nesthan heasedaing teflebu
:heod mch i enst that I'mund.
to"Loethis thng! iside Go'rge Bucx
along an' bus nasrI hvou Geowe
:ake yout the giving an' whe Beenst
hiseame to eve stick itihe seve rn
Bob. Hankser Bobrnred out once
"Liet hnimnalomeesssaiy Gedrgeenuski
meyat his frind. "Wl'1 yo had ve
HE next morning Kenner came
into the ofice and greeted'Hill
yer and George with a smile.
"I'll be hanged ef I don't be
lieve Bob Ranks. has struck his proper
element," lie said. "He's turned that
old stue upside down already. Seed
'im burnin' a half bushel measure-0'
live cockroaches jest now. Stores all
about had to shet the'r doors; thar was
sech a stench. Bob's got his coat off.
an' up to his neck in business. A fel
ler told me Bob was thar at 5 o'clock
to open up an' swept out hisse'f. I
sorter call that a good joke on Lib.
He's always keepin' his eye peeled fer
somebody to lend money to an' over
looked his own boy."
Half an hour later Hanks slouched
In and sat down in his accustomed
place at the stove. Kenner was eying
him curiously, a quizzical smile playing
on his face. Hanks swung his foot to
and fro, his unlighted cigar in his
hand, till he caught Hillyer's glance,
then he grunted:
"Thought you was powerful smart,
didn't you?" he said dryly.
"I don't know as I did," replied Hill
yer, flushing a little.
There was silence for a moment, then.
Hanks said, "Well, you'll see whar yore
money's gone ef you'll keep a watch
"It'll be gone clean to the IndanTer
ritory as soon as Sandford's packedup
Hanks granted again. "You never 'd
'a' done it ef you hadn't 'lowed I'd
make it good. but I'll tell you now
you'll never git a cent on that dratted
note from me."
"I never expect to," said Hlllyer,
"Oh, that'll do to talk," answered
Hanks. "You think, though, that I
never staid by an' see a body lose -by
a child o' mine; but this is different I
was fetchin' up that boy accordin' to.
my lights, an' you come in an' inter
"He told me he was twenty-one,"
said Hillyer, still amused, "and I saw
a chance to lend 'Im some money.
That's all there Is to it"
"Oh, well, you kin afford a little-loss
like that," retorted Hanks, "an' when
Bob's run through with the pile I kin
show everybody I was right in the
stand I tuck with 'im."
As it was a busy hour, xiothing more
was said on the subject. A ragged
farmer in a slouched hat came in to
talk to flanks about mortgaging a mule
and a milk cow for his next year's
supplies, and Hans went out to see
the mule and hear a minute descrip
tion of the cow-her age, weight,..prog
eny and habits.
That afternoon, as George and the
merchant were closing the warehouse
to go to supper, Kenner came along on,
the way to his boarding house. "'They
say old Lib's been hangin' rouid Bob's
store all day watchin' 'im like a hawk,"
he informed them, with a laugh. "He
cayn't hide his interest As soon as
Bub ud make a sale the old man ud
run up to the cash drawer an' count
the change an' ask the cost of the
article. He's neglectin' his own mat
ters. I'll swear it's funny. Ef he's
talked with one man today he-has with
forty about Bob's venture. He wanted
to find out what folks thinks, an' he's
literally astonished to find so many
believe Bob knows what he's a-doin'.
"I seed 'im a-standln' in Bob's door
watchin' Bob an' Heneker Bra.her
biddin' agin one another to buy a load
o' mountain chickenis. I sp4e to Lib,
but he jest kept chawin' his tobacco,
so much absorbed he didn't e.r me.
Then we seed the feller start to drive
up to Bob's door, an' old Lib clapped
hs hands together an' said: 'By gum!
Bob got 'em!' But he sorter cooled
down when the chickens was unloaded
an' he heard Bob had bid 15 cents
apiece all round. He grabbed Bob as:
he was passin' an' said, 'Say, don't
you think you went too steep on that
load1? Bob was purty red, anyway,
from lifting at the coops-he was so
anxious to get 'em in his shebang-an'
he got redder, but he pulled the side
' his face down an' looked to see that
the feller couldn't hear, an' said: 'Sh!
've got 'em already sold in Atlanta at
20 cents apiece, an' that galoot's goin'
ttake his pay in coffee at 18 cents a
pound-coffee that cost 10 in New Or
leans. You see whar I come in, don't
'You better go it sorter slow at the
start,' Lib said, but he was simply
tickled to death. I'll swear it was fun
to watch 'im! He'd rather see that
boy learn how' to .handle money than
fer 'im to be elected governor o' this
Old Hlanks seldom left his home after
supper, but that evening he dropped
in at Hillyer's, finding the merchant
and his y~ife before a cheerful fire in
the sitting room. He came in awk- I
wardly, but his self possesson was a I
thing he always had with him. Ken
ner had once said that Banks could sell
scrap Iron in a pigeon tailed coat and1
white vest and never realize the odd
ity of his appearance. His brogan
shoes were untied, as if he had started
to go to bed and chngted his mind.
"I see Bob's got that store to goin',"
he said dryly. "I've been sorter watch
in' 'im today. I hardly know what to
make of 'im." 1
Bilyer looked knowingly at his smil
ing wife and replied:2
"So he's got opened up, has he?" t
"Opened up? I reckon he has; tuck 1
in ninety odd dollars today, an' the I
Lord only knows what profit he'll ar- ,
erage. I don't reckon Bob does, from a
what I observed, though he ain't losin' I
"Oh, he'll hold Sanford's trade," r
said Hillyer. "You kin count on that." 1
"Well, I reckon he will," said Mrs. C
llyer. "I've changed my account toC
him from Waters & Co. An' why C
shouldn't I? Do you reckon I'm not t
goin' to encourage rail enterprise?
Jest the minute he told me he was
a-gin' to run a free delivery wagon
to take orders an' deliver goods twice
a day I put my name dowVn. The idea
o' them old fogies waitin' for youngE
Bob Hanks to start a free delivery!
Why, the minute I told Mrs. Dugan c
bout it she mighty nigh had a spasm, .
she was so glad. I seed her ag'in jest
before supper. She'd been down an'
ordered a whole raft o' stuff she didn't ~
need jest to see 'em come up like they t
do n cities. She's been trampin' from
one end 0' town to t'other tellin' folks
they won't have to make a step either
way to git what they want fer the ta
ble. Bob's boy '1l call the first thing t
in th^~ morni' an' write down what's f
wanted, an' up the stuff comes. He's I
got tome little-have you seed them i
little books he's givin' away fer a body l1
to write orders in? Oh, you have!
Well, it's a powerful good idea. No
body kin dispute the'r account when
lt's writ in the'r own handwritin'. Mr. g
flanks, as shore as yore a-settin' thar, t
Bob's goin' to succeed." 1
lanks looked at the fire. His eye, c
usually a dead thing, held a twinkle,
or was It only the reflection of the
ames in the chimney? t
First Big Auction Sale of
25 H AD 2
TUESDAY NOV 904
This lot of Horses will range in age from 4 to 7 years, and
will weigh from 800 to 1000 pounds; No Small, Scrubby Stock, but
hey are from the great Laison Range. and are.sired by The -Cele
>rated Standard-BredTrottizg Stallion Jaybird. Don't confuse
;hem with the Texas or Montana pony, but these-are nearly stan
lard-bred horses that are sure to be useful workers. This will be
;he best lot of Range Horses over sold on this market, and -will be
?ositively sold -to the highest bidder for cash. Among the lot wili
)e a.number of broke horses ready for work, and some-halter broke
nd ready to ride. A rare chance to get a good horse- at your own
)rice. Horses will arrive and be on exhibition after Tuesday /
Sale Begins11 O'clock,
Rain or mSe.
F'OR FURTHER INFORMATION, ADDRESS
W. M. GRA HAM,;Suniter S. 0.
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