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have been :.c all these yesn
that you have grown overconfident. I
tell ou that there is a desperately
-. ewd mari vomewhere back of an
St~s. Mark mo, I do not' believe Har
ve is dead. He is in hiding. It
m be near by. He may have dropped
rithe balloon before it left land.
The man they picked up may be Orts,
thkagrnan-The five thousand might
hai been his fee for rescuing Har
Here, Is the greatest thing
1 eeveer been up against; and you
.start in with every day methods!
-Little woman, don't let your tongue
eqaway valth you too tar."
*Trn not the least bit afraid of you,
You -need me. and It has never
eeO IM apparent than at this mo
, right I ell by the wayside
hA1trip. Truthtfly, I realizedftive
- nteos afttr the men were gone. The
~ ~~ etyde 'rthing T did was to keep
iask on my tce. 'Ibey can't
bure to akat me. But the thing looked
eas; -and it would have worked
liat for Norton's appearance."
-Yoa all but comproinsd me. That
1Iesr- woruies me a lttle." lr en
ssio- lost its anger and grew
thoughtfuL -H's always about, some
ere. D ypu think Hargreave took
te. IL He's been watched
P* 40 hours. He hasn't
la letter or telephoned to any
burthe grocery There hae
Sno telegrams. 'Some one in that
4bou'1rna where the mone Is, and
-m*1wtq m. that ft M be the gr.
ib"e lookes enough ilk Kratana to
-weaLbwe to the. window
atup, at the sta
~ ~~ have made a good trapression
the. ~ with his back stM to
4 her in my asma
~ yik-at Is oftto n"irn
tbathis face was Agin in
Tod~vgy rean "gad
e tonabip1 ipfl the.
hei@ja -yes.' 'And
-es and .they nd
us that newepser easel wiLl
eemIyting rng Toad you
t&w hOut thefr even ganine
4in th bU1inU&. We must
npblic any me. Tbis
- y know where! stzdod eren
im arreaeaeve 3ind
~name was thenr-ti Har
-aeinothe fold; So sure
- aiitat iaedher as&aInre
i a stii'tin. She. ten in loge
butoo lat to-~warR him. '1
ru hert andhmerhe. In
hng ahief fotedAMfls an- ever
- ci tehid -tlIByou. told- mie.'
ea.was madly Ia love with
~sedhe~bue cm. back
thehouse to- forgive her, to find
hdbeen 3.1ued by thoe ersrt
This ebatkad uthe Asoan
nuathe t twen ov
Wsametoa halt abruptly
-sorrid. on-have -no rivaL.
eI~ ta daughte~ to your teander
Th tiztier she safd,-has full pow
& cCaouyto act for trargreave
aht up to the daay the giut
a eife of legal age."
' d!W aiss~aeye on'our Mendronea.
did arn day ad night, there win
-staat the kmanhalea and 'ware
.i ea could you make up anything
Gifa r likenss."
IkMotthera5ip which picked
~#hema at sea and gais the tap
~wthe aviator or Eargreave
~b~dlv. 1s mportant to learn which
e wevry carefu4; play the
>miastiou know how to play it.
~AdtHargmeva Is dlive, we win. To
nozu irning. girly.; Tears of an
- sikR that. Sailors .are easy
ha armn weese. No color. r
' uemerjmut themellow wig and the
ensatrs Now, by-by'!
r'en'mto going to kiss me, Leo?"
afa.2Helight her hands. "There Is a
og Delisa about you, Olga. A
> is tornight from your lips would snip
16eh2ocs; -a I need a clear head.
TuoSiberwe fail or win, when this
gamne Is pinyedyou shall be my wife."
~Hsikim- -the hands and strode out
Elle weapan gased'down at her small
~h-M~ anI4 and inlled tenderly. (The
tigress bas, her tender moameans) He
a ~ weulp into her dressing room and
W. r n boar or more worked over her
Rhbe and balr, till she was certain that
- dAtte egtain of the ship described her
toe anyone else he could not fail to give
fair description of Florence Har.
-But Norton reached the captain first.
~Othere reporters had besieged him, but
they had succeeded in gathering the
'vaguest kind of infotan. They had
no deserlption of Hargreave, while
~-Norton had. Before gong down to the
& Kbeat, however, he had delved Into the
-~-aat of the..Prineess Oldt Perigoff. It
Seas him a pocketful of money, but the
edjustified the mens. The princess
a d no past worth mentioning. By
- iecing thIs-and that together he be
meassured that she had told the
imple truth regarding the relationship
-'to lorcaice's mother. A cablegram
h ad given him all the facts i~n her his
t~ 7', there were no gaps or discrep
4- Times. Get i
andes. It rad clea aMd frank. Trust
a Rnaen secret agent to know what
be was t3Lkpg about.
go Norton's suspicions-and he had
entertained some-were completely
lulled to sleep. And he wouldn't have
doubted her atall except for the fact
that Braine had been with her when
he had introduced Hargreave. Ear'
greave bad feared Bralne; that much
the reporter had elicited from the but
ler. But there wasn't the slightest
evidence. Braine had been in New
York for nearly six years. The princess
had arrivedin the city but a year gone.
And Braine was a member of several
fashionable clubs, never touched cards,
'and seldom drank. He was an expert
obese player and a wonderful amateur
billiardist. Perhaps Jones, the taciturn
and inscrutable, had not told him all
be knew regarding his master's past.
WeR, well; he had In his time un
tangled worse snarls. The office had
turned him loose, a free lance, to
handle the case as he saw fit, to tur
In the story when it was complete.
But what a story it was going to be
when he cleared it up! The more mys
tfying it was, the greater the zest and
sport for him. Norton was like a
"I Am Not Afraid of You, L."
ganker .who played ,r big stakes.
and only big. stakes stirred his crav
The captain of the-tramp steamer
'Odent told him the same tale he had
told the-other reporters; he ha& picked
upa-man atasea. The man had been
br-h aboard totally exaunated.
-was there another body any
"What became af him? -
"I .sent a 'wireless and that 'seemed
to bother huzg. It looked s that he did
not want anybody to learn that he had
been jeecued. The moment the boat
tonnce4 the'pler helost himself in the
crowd.- Fifty reporters came aboard,
bot he was gone. AndlIcould but tell
them jt what I'm tellng you."
"H. had money."
"A~bout Eve thousand."
"Pleas. describes him.'
.dsripon he had given tosaR-tliere
porters. -Norton looked over the rail
at the big warehouse.
"Was it anordinary ballo~on?"
"Ther. you've got me. My Marconi
man says the balloon part was like
any-other balloon; but the passenger
car was a aew business to him. It
could be driven against the wind."
Driven s'gainst the wind. Did you
tall thIs to the other chaps?"
. "Don't think' I did. Just remem
bered it. Probably some new inven
tion; and now it's at the bottom of the
sea. . Two men, as I understand it,
'went oft in this contraption- one is
gone for good."
"Bar good,". echoed the reporter
gravely. Gone flor good, indeed, poor
devIlI Norton teok out a roll of bills.
"There's two hundred Sn this roll."
Wqli?" said the captain, vastly as
"'s yours if -rea will do~ me a
"If It doesn't get me mixed up with
the police. i'm only captain of a
tramp; and some of the harbor police
have taken a dislie to me. What do
you want me to do?"
"The police will not bother you. This
man Hargreave had some enemies;
they want either his life or his money;
maybe both. It is a peculiar case, with
Rnsnia in the background. Ho might
have laid the whole business. before
the police, but he chose to fight it out
himself. And to tell the truth, I don't
blisve the poliee would have done
"Heave her over; what do. you want
me to do for that handsome roll of
"If any man or woman who is not a
reporter comes to pump you tell them
the man wernt ashore with a packet un
der his arm."
"Tie rs knot in that:'
"Say that the man was gray haired ,
lean shaven, straight, with a sear
!.i up on his forehead, generally cot'
recd up by. his hair."
"That' battened down, my lad. ('o
- Say that you saw him entEr yonc'::
>w to The Tim
ni the game a:
r you migrht be
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warehouse, and later depart without e
his packet." C
"Easy as dropping my mudhook." 6
"That's all." Norton gave the cap- V
tain the money. "Good-by and many
"Don't mention it." h
Norton left the slip and proceeded to
the office of the warehouse. He ap- E
proached the manager's desk. I
"Hello, Grannis, old top!" I
The man looked up from his work I
surlily. 'Then his face brightened. I
"Norton? What's brought you here?
-0, yes; that balloon business. Sit M
"What kind of a man Is the captain e
of that old hooker in the slip?"
"Shifty in gun running but other- c
wise as square as a die. Looks funny a
to see an old tub like thaL fixed up t
with wireless; but that has saved his 3
neck a dozen times when he was run-' b
ning it into a noose. Not going to in
terview me, are you?"
"N. I'm going to ask you to do me 5
a little favor."
"They always say that. But .spin
her out. If It doesn't cost me my job, 9
"Well, there will be a person mak- f
Ing Inquiries about the mysterious
aeronant. All I want you to say is, i
that he left a packet with you, that
you've put It In that-safe till he calls 1
to claim it."
Grannis nibbled the end of his pen.
"Suppose some one should come and t
'demand that 1,open the safe and de
"All you've got to do Is to tell them 3
to show the rebelpt signed by you." r
The warehouse manager laughed. I
"Got a lot of sense in that ivory dome 8
of yours. All ight. But if anything t
happens you've got to come around
and back me up. What's t about?"
"That j dare not tell you. This 1
1nuch, -Im laying a trap and I wagt
some one I don't know to fall into it."
"On your way, James. But If ypu
don't send me some prize fight tickets I
next weel for this, rI. never do yu
In reply Norton took from his pocket
two bits of pasteboard and laid them e
on the desk. "I knew you'd be want
ing something like this."
"Ringside!" cried Grannis. "You re
porters are lucky devils!"
"I'd go myself if- there was any 1
earthly chance of a ieal scrap. M
make me laugh. Gran. You're al A
going, always hoping the next onel
be a real one. But It's all bunk. The
pgs are the biggest fakers on top the z
sod. They've got us newspaper men (
done to' a frazzle."
"I guess you're right. Well, count <
on - me regarding that mysterious r
bundle'in the safe."
"At three o'clock this afternoon I I
want you to call me up. If no one has i
called, why the game is -up. But If i
some one does come around and make I
inquiries, don't fail to let me know."
"I'1l,be here till five. I'd better call
you tip then."
Then Norton returned home 'and
Idled about till afternoon. He went
over to Riverdale. Five times,. he1
walked up and down the front of the
Hargreave place, fizially plucked up i
his' courage and walked to the door. 1
Aster all, he was a lucky mortal. He
had a good excuse to visit this house,
every layin the week. And there wasj
something tantalizing in the risk he I
took. Besides, he wanted to prove to1
himself whether It was a passing fancy
ora something deeper. That's the way
'with humans; we never see a sign
"Fresh Paint" that we don't have to
He chatted with Florence for a
while and found that, for all she might
be guileless to the world, she was a
good linguist, a fine miisician, and
talked with remarkable keenness
about books and arts. But unless he
roused her, the sadness of her position
always lagvrtten In her face. It was
not difficult for him to conjure up her
dreams in coming to the city and the
blow which, like a bolt of lightning
from a clear sky, had shattered them
"You must come every day and tell
me how you have progressed," she
"I'll obey that order gladly, when
ever I can possibly do it. My visits'
will always be short."
"That is not necessary."
"No,* said Norton In his heart, "but
It Is wise."
Always he found Jones waiting for
him at the door, always In the shadow.
"Well?" the butler whispered.
"I have laid a neat trap. Whether
this balloon was the one that left the
top of this house I don't know. But ifj
there were two men in It, one of them
lies at the bottom of the sea."
"And the man found?" The butler's
voice was tense.
"It was not Hargreave. I met Oda
but once, and as he wore a beard then,
thie captain's description did not tally'
with your recollection." t
"Thank God! But whatis ths trapr
"I propose to find out by It who Is
back of all this, who Hargreave's real 4
Norton returned to his rooms, thel'e
to await the call from Granais. Be: 1
was sorry, but if Jones would not ta~ I
hin into his fullest confidence,. I 1
must hold himself to blame for ag -
~iumder he (Norton) made. Of oourg
e could -readily understand J'oner'
angle of vision. He knew nothing of
the general run of reporters; he had
heard of them by rumor and distrusted
them. He was not aware of the faot a
that the average reporter carries mor'e a
secrets in his head than a prime min- S
iter. It was, then, up to him to -s6t C
about to allay this distrust and gain 1
the man's complete confidence.
Meanwhile that same morning a I
pretty young woman boarded the I
Orient and asked to be led to the cap- I
tejn. Her eyes were red; she ha4 1
es, and get the
e Pastime will
ad win the $1
cuet off in the x
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vidently been weeping. When the
aptain, susceptible like all sailors.
aw her his promises to Norton took
"This is Captain Hagan?" she asked,
alling the handkerchief she held in
"Yes, miss. What can I do for you?"
le put his hands embarrassedly into
is pockets-and felt the crisp bills.
lut for that magic touch he would
ave forgotten his lines. He sQuared
"I have every assurance that the
2an you picked up at sea is my father.
am Florence Hargreave. Tell me
The captain's very blundering de
elved her. "And then he hustled
.otn the gang-plank and headed for
hat warehouse. He had a package
;hich he was as tender of as if it
ad been dynamite."
"Thank you!" impulsively.
"A man has to do his duty, miss. A
allor's always glad to rescue a man
,t sea," awkwardly.
When she fnally went down the
angplank the sigh the captain heaved
va3 almost as loud as the exhaust
rom the donkey engines which were
orking out the crates of lemons from
"Maybe she is his daughter; but
wo hundred is two hundred, and I'm
poor sailor man."
Then Grannis came in for his
roubles. What was a chap to do
rhen a pretty girl appealed to him?
"I am sorry, miss, but I can't give
,ou that package. I gave the man a
eceipt and till it is presented to me
he package must remain In yonder
afe. You understand enough about
he business to realise that. I did
Lot solicit the job. It was thrust upon
e. I'd give a hundred dollars it the
>lame thing was out of my safe. You
ay it Is your .fortune. That hasn't
>een proved. It may be gunpowder,
lynamite. I'm sorry, but you will
Lave to find your father and bring the
The young wornan left the ware
iouse, dabbing her eyes with the
"I wonder," mused Grannis, as he
atched her from the window, "I won
l'er what the deuce thati. chap Nor
on is up to. The girl might have
>een the man's daughter. . . . Good
.rd. what an ass I am! There
WSat any 1pan" And eo he reached
ter for &b telephone.
Immediitely' upon receipt of the
essage the reporter set his machin
ry in motion. Some time before
awn he would know who the arch
:cuspirator was. He questioned.Gran
is thoroughly, and Grannis' ddscifp
ion tallied amazingly with that of
Florence Hargreave. But a call over
he wire proved to him conclusively
hat Florence had not been out of
he house that morning.
On the morrow the newspapers had
eare-heads about an attempt to rob
he fDuffy warehouse. It appeared
hat the police had been tipped be
orehand and were on the grounds in
line to gather in several notorious
~unmen, who, under vressure of the
hird degree, vowed that they had
een hired and paid by a man in a
nask and had not the slightest Idea
rhat he wanted them to raid. Noth
ng further could be gotten out of
he gunmen. That thef -were lying
he police had no doubt, but they
ere up against a stout wall and all
'YuMutCmeEey a ndTi
othin - aslueynohng u
Youe eMsty Come Eva Dayin and Tell
era cound wn o hld hemen fort
Nortn hadden aufne temper. tera
lhcaefu Flangthe ha gained
Braine cradwaed omthing-fote
btter eityodacning paace diltes-r
oate an, whmp had beet fored By
,hair' hidende thea ecped thea)
Th Ferain o th fact asFel sof
hairwn breathig He d escaewh
ow to account for the flickering light
the upper story of the warehouse.
is ancient enemy had been watch
show each chk
0,000. Be su:
nidst of the st
Ing him alUthe time. More tnan tmls,l
Hargreave and the meddling reporter t
were in collusion. In the flare of c
lights at the end of the gun-play he
had caught the profile of the reporter. I
Here was a dangerous man, who must s
be watched with the utmost care.
He, Braine, had been lured to com
mit an overt act, and by the rarest t
good luck bad escaped with nothing t
more serious than a cold chill and a r
galling disappointment I
He crawled along the top of the
pier, listening, sending his dark-accus- t
tomed glance hither and thither. The s
sky in the east was growing paler and 1
paler. In and out among the bales I
of wool, bags of coffee and lemon 1
crates he slowly and cautiously t
wormed his way. A watchman pa- t
trolled the office side of the ware
house, and Braine found it possible
to eteep around the other way, thence
into the street. After that he straight
ened up, sought a second-hand shop
and purchased a soft hat, which he
pulled down over his eyes.
He had half a dozen rooms which
he always kept In readinesf for such
adventures as this. He rehted them
furnished in small hotels which never
asked questions of their patrons. To
one of these he went as fast as his
weary legs could carry hih. He al
ways carried the key. Once in his
room he donned fresh wearing ap
parel, linen, shoes, and shaved. Then
he proceeded downstairs, the second
hand hat shading his eyes and the
upper,part of his face.
At half past twelve Norton entered
the Knickerbocker cafe-restaurant,
and the first person he noticed was
Braine, reading the morning's paper,
propped up against the water carafe.
Evidently he had just ordered, for
there was nothing on his plate. Nor
ton walked over and laid hi)s hand
upon Braine's shoulder. 'The man
looked up with mild curiosity.
"Why, 'Norton, sit down, sit down!
Have you had lunch? No? Joia ne."
"Thanks. Came in for my break
fast,' said Norton, drawing out the
chair. Braine was sitting with his
back to the wall on'the lounge-seat.
"I wonder if you newspa*er men
ever eat a real, 'true enough bi'eak
fast. I should think the hoqrs you
lead would kill you off. Anything
new on the Hargreave story?"
"I'm not handling that"tb er
lied cbeertully. f4jM I
knew him rather intilmate' . e a
horror- of dead people, and don't want
to be called upon to Identify the body
when they find It."
"Then you think they will find it?"
"I don't know. It's a strange mixup.
I'm not on the ,story, mind you; but
I was in the locality of Dufy's ware
house late last night and fell into a
"Yes, I read about that. What
were they after?"
"You've got me there. No one
seems to know. Some cock and bull
story about there being something
valuable. There was."
"What was -It? The report in this
paper does not say."
"Ten thousand bags of offee."
Braine lay back in his chair and
"If you want my opinion," said
Norton, "I believe the gunmen were
out to shoot up another gang, and
the police got wind of It,"
"Don't you think It about time the
police called a halt in this gunman
"Ohfl, so long as they pot each other
the pollee look the other. way. It
saves a long trial and passage up the
river. Besides, whenever they are
nabbed some big- politician manages
to open the door for them. Gi-eat is,
the American voter."
"Take Mr. Norton's order, LuigL,
"A German pancake, buttered toast
and coffee," ordered the reporter.
"Man, eat something!" (
"It's enough for me."
"And you'll go all the rest of thea
day on tobacco. I know sospething of
you chap.. I don't see how you man
age to. do It."
"Food Is the least of our troubles.
By the way, may I ask you a few ques
tions? Nothing for print, unless'
you've got a new book coming."
"What do you know about thel
"Let me see. Hi'm. Met her first
about a year ago at a,. reception given
to Nasimova. A very attractive wom
an. I see qute alot of her. Why?" 1
"Wel), she claims to be a sort of;1
aunt to Hargreave'e daughter"
"She sai1 something to me about
that the other night. You never 1
know where you're at inithis world, do
The German pancake, the toast,, the
coffee disappeared, and the reporter
passed his cigars.
"The president visits town todaya
and I'm off to watch~the, show. I sup
pose I'll have to interview him abouti
the tariff and all that rot. When you
start on a new book let meknow and
I'll be your -press agent"
"That's a bargain."
"Thanks for the breakfasts"
Braine picked uD b hfnwasapr;
smoked and read. He smoked, es,
but he only pretspded Mri
pyoung fool wa oleves, but ei> man.a
Is infallble. He had hot the leasti
suspickmn; he saw only the newspaper
story. Still, In some mannes he]
might stumble upon the truth, and1
It would be just as well to tie the
reporter's hands effectually.
The raor of early morning had
been subdued; anger and quick tenm.
per never paid in th'e long run, and no1
one appreciated this fact better than
Braine. To put Norton out of the
way temporarily was only a wise pre
caution; It was not a. matter of spite
ry, "The Mill
apter as it app!
e that your s
He pad the reckoning, 10t the res
aurant, and dropped i.:t ou of h1
lubs for a game of billias. In
rew quite a gallery about the tablA.
le won easily, racked his rnze and
ought the apartments of the princess.
What a piece of luck it was that
)lga had really married that old do
ard, Perigoff! He had left her a
Itled widow six months after her mar
lage. But she had had hardly a ko
eck to call her own. .
"Olga, Hargreave is alive. He was
here last night. But somehow he
.ticipated the raid and had the po
Ice in waiting. The question is, has
Le fooled us? Did he take that mil
ion or did he hide it? There is one
hing left-to get that girl. No mat
er where Hargreave is hidden, the
mnowledge that she is in my hands
will bring him out into the open."
"No more blind alleys."
"What's on your mind?"
"She has never seen her father. She
)onfessed to me that she has not even
*en a photograph of him."
There was a long pause.
"Do you understand me?" she asked.
"By the Lord 'Barry, I do! You've
t head on you worth two of - mine.
he very simplicity of the idea will
Attempt to Rob the Duffy Warehouse.
win out for us. Some one to pose as
ier father; a message handed to her
in secret; dire' misfortune if she whis
pers a word to anyone; that her fa
ther's life hangs upon the secrecy;
she must confide in no one, least of
al Jones, the butler. It all, depends
apon how the letter gets to her. Bred
in 'the country, she probably sleeps
with her window open. A pebble at
ahed to .a note, tossed into the win
dow. I'll trust this to no one; I'll
lo t mnyself. With the girl In our
control the rest will be easy. If she
really does not know where the money
Is Hargreave will tell us. Great head,
ittle woman, great head. She does
not know her father's handwriting?"
"She has never seen a scrap of It.
All that Miss Farlow ever received
ras money. The original note left on
the doorstep with Florence has been
lost. Trust me to make all these in
"Tomorrow night, then, immedi
Ltely after dinner, a taxicab will
await her just around the corner.
Grange is the best man I can think
of. He's an artist when it comes to
playing the old-man parts."
"Not too old, remember. Han
greave isn't over forty-five."
"Another good point. I'm going to
stretch out here on the divan and
nooze for a while. Had a devil of a
time last night."
"When shall I wake you?"
"At six. We'll have an early dinner
ent in. I want to keep out of every
body's way. By-by!"
In less than three minutes he was
Bound asleep. The woman gazed down
at him in! wonder and envy. If only
he. could drop to sleep like that. Very
softly she pressed her lips to his hair.
At eleven o'clock the following
night the hall light in the Hargreave
house was turned off and the whole
nteior became dark. A shadow
crept through the lilac bushes with
out any more sound that a cat would
have made. Florence's window was
open, as the arch-conspirator had ex
pected it would be. With a small
Btring and stone as a sling he sent
the letter whirling skillfully through
the air. It sailed into the girl's room.
The man below heard no sound of the
Etone hitting anything and concluded
that it had struck the bed.
He waited patiently. Presently a
wavering light could be distinguished
aver the sill of the window. The girl
was awake and had lit the candle.
rhis knowledge was sufficient for his
need. Tho tragic letter would do the
rest, that is, if the girl came fromr
he same pattern as her father and
mothr-strong willed and adventu
He tiptoed back to the lilacs, when
i nose sent him close to the ground.
Ealf a dozen feet away he saw a
shadow creeping along toward the
ront door. Presently the shadow
stood up as if listening. He stooped
gain and ran lightly to the steps, up
hese to the door, which he hugged.
Who was this? wondered Braine.
Patiently he waited, arranging his poe
;re so that he could keep a lookout
it the door. By and by the door
)pened cautiously. A man holding
Scandle appeared. Braine vaguely
,cognzed Olga's description of the
utler. The man on the veranda sud
lenly blew out the light.
Braine could hear the low murmur
>f voices, but nothing more. The con
rersation lasted scarcely a minute.
Fhe door closed and the man ran
ears in The
You Need No Longer Guess,
There's a Way to Know!
From now on we shall operate a strictly dependable de
livery service, observing a schedule with 'railroad punctu
ality. The careful housekeeper can know just when to order
her things for any specific delivery. In keeping our schedule
right up to the notch in eihciency, we shall not be able to
make any in between or "right away" delive-ies except in
cases of illness, as such deliveries would disarrange our
schedule and throw our whole business into disrepute with
HERE'S THE SCHEDULE.
Orders Received by 7 A. M. go out on 1st Delivery.
Orders Received by 9 A. M. go out on 2nd Delivery.
Orders Received by 11 A. M. go out on 3rd Delivery.
Orders Received by 6 P. M. go out on 4th Delivery.
Pin Your Faith to Our Dependable Delivery Service and
Save The Worry.
The M1lannillg Groerv Co.
Purveyors to Particular People
Watch For The Big
This will be the
Season in Sumter's
There are lots of things
for you and prices will
be better than you have
Be Patient ! And then
SUMTER. S. C.
WAGONS. BUGGIES. SURRIES,
call to see us. We expect to get in a few more Fords soon,
but they are hard to get now and the factory has sold all
they can make by October 1st. Also a fuli line of tires and
1O .l2, D. C. SHAW CO., SUMTER,
TO 1ThE TIMES OFFICE.