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FIGHT IT OUT
Two Prominent Farmern Have Flghtk
In which One wan Killed. Trouble'
Oreenvlllo, S. C, Dec. 16.?From
blows which ho received In the head
with an axe at the handH of Luther
McBee Saturday afternoon, James
Knight died shortly after noon yea-:
terday. The man who is charged
with having wielded the death-deal
ing Instilment was brought to the
city early Sunday morning by a rela
tive and turned over to the county
authorities, who locked him In 8 cell
in the county Jail. Though "lie cor.
oners' Inquest has been held and the
verdict returned, the entire affair,
with respect to cause and other de
tail, Is as much a mystery as ever.
Upon being informed nf Knight's
death yesterday afternoon, Coroner
Kaston went to the man's home and
held the inquest. He was accom
panied by Sheriff Boole. Both ofll
cora stated last night that It was one
of the most unsatisfactory Inquests
they had ever attended. Coroner
llaoton stated that the only material
witness in the case, a negro woman,
bhowed up very badly; that she told
things Saturday afternoon that con
flicted, with her testimony at the
investigation Sunday afternon. Nev
ertheless, the jury returned p verdict
charging Luther Mellee with the death
of James Knight.
It appears that there was hut one
person, a very aged nogress, In the
house close by where Knight was
killed. The dead man's body was
found close to the house of one John
Boden, who is said to live on McBee's
place. The only two witnosses ex
amined were John Teilen and his wife,
who were in the Hold some distance
from the house when the fatal blow
James Knight was In his 55th year.
Me was a widower, his wife having
died several years ago. Since his
wife's death he made his home with
his sister, Mrs. Fannie Smith, who
Mves on the Laurens road, some three
or four miles from Oreenvlllo. Knight
is survived by three sons, who live
In Augusta. They were advised by
wire yesterday of their father's
death and are expected to arrive here
Knight was a brother of Mistar
Knight, who was killed a few years
ago by Tally Babb. Me is survived
by two brothers. John and Davis
Knight, who live in the same neigh
Funeral Services Today.
The Oreenvlllo Undertaking Rstab
Bailment took charge of Knight!
body and prepared It for burial. Tlx
funeral services will he held at th.
home of Mrs. Fannie Smith at three
o'clock this afternoon, after which
interment will be made In the family
burying ground at the old Laurel
Creek cemetery. The man's three
mns nre expected to arrive here In
time for the funeral.
Mcltcc In Jail.
Luther McBee was bro ight to Jab
yesterday morning by one of his bro
thers and turned over to the county
authorities. Late yesterday afternoon
he was interviewed by n News re
porter, but declined to have anything
to say concerning the tragedy. He
had not heard of the death of Knight,
and when told by Sheriff-elect Rec
tor that the wounded man had pass
ed away, McBee had not a word to
say, but seemed to bo Inwardly mov
ed. He is a bachelor and has made
his horqe on his plantation about
three miles from the city, on the
A, DAILY CONVERSATION.
"Say, papa, is
there a Santa
"I reckon so.
Don't bother me.
he said, there ain't any."
"Is that the ktnd of grammar you
learn at school?"
, "But how does Santa Claus get In?"
"He oomes down the chimney."
"We ain't got no chimney."
"Ain't gotl Where do you learn
"Willie Jones, he say?Say papa* la
there really a Santa Claus?"
"There used to be one."
"Has he quit?"
"I guess not. If you're a good boy/'
"Am I a good boy?"
"How does Santa Claus get In?"
"Oh, he knows how."
"He oan't squeeze in the steam
pipes, can he?"
"It would wet his whiskers, wouldn't
"lu there a?*
"Now you go to bed and don't ask
another question I"
"Come With Ma," Ho Commanded.
coming down In hard, frozon particle*
like sifted sands. Across the fields
the wind came nipping like a sharp
toothed terrier, and Hobo Jim glanced
anxiously about through the gloom.
He had been released from the "coop"
only that day after two months of con
finement for having been caught with
a dead turkey In his possession, and
hd shivered a bit beneath his thin
clothes as he hurried along th* l?flq
road. To make matters worse he was
hungry, broko and friendless, and to
be hungry, broke and friendless upon"
Christmas eve is hard enough luck
for any man. Thon as he peered, he
saw through the darkness of the road
side a glimmer of light that twinkled
before his eyes Use a great star of
hope and he paused with his gaze fast
ened wistfully upon it. w
With a eaution grown of long ex*
perlenen he passed quietly to tho back
of the building and peered through a
Window. He could see into the dining
room from here, and as he gazed and
sniffed at a crack deep within him his
stomach began clamoring like a fam
ished wolf pack, for within a dozen
feet of him was a table piled high with
good things to eat, while about it the
gorged family still sat nibbling.
"There is enough left for a dozen
lunches, and still things to throw
i away," he muttered as his eye* roved
over the board. Much encouraged by
the sight he stretched forth his
knuckles in a timid tap then putting
on hie most woebegone face stood j
awaiting his fate with a heart that;
The door opened and a man stood;
before It peering into tho darkness.
And aB tho lamp light from wdthln fell'
upon tho hobo's crlng'ng form, tho'
face of the one upon the threshold
darkoned until it matched the night.
"So it is you?sneaking around horo
and looking for more of my turkeys,"
he said threateningly. "1 have a no
t!on to run you In again upon suspi
cion. Get out of here, thief."
"But I didn't steal that bird-f
whined the caller. Then he paused
suddenly, for once more he was staring
Into the mouth of that same unpleas
ant looking revolver. "Oh, I'll go all
rlghl^Tie "added "hastily.
Up tho road he went hurrying, an
I gry, disappointed, hungrier and cold
! er than ever. In the bottom of a pock
et where he had plunged a hand for
warmth his big, old-fashioned watch
lay ticking and his Angers closed
about It, fondly. It was his only pos
session of slightest value. Twenty
years ago it had been given to him
upon a Christmas eve?twenty years
ago in tho days of his boyhood, and
he had cnrrlod It with him incessantly
throughout ull his wanderings. "I sup
pose I could get tho prlco of a meal
and a bed from that old ticker," he
mused, then his jaw set. "But I
wouldn't part with It for Its weight in
greenbacks. It is tho last thing sho
over gave me, and I'll hang on to It
if I hang for doing it. I'll beg, starve
?yes, or help myself when nobody Is
looking before I'll part with It." He
shoved it deeper Into Its place and
bent forward against the wind.
Five minutes later he again paused
suddenly. By the waysldo another
light was shining, and with a quick
glance up and down the road ho stood
listening. Nothing came to bis ears
but the low growl of tho wind and he
hesitated no longer. Sneaking into
tho yard with feet that fell as softly
as the snowftakes themselves he once
more peered through a window. There
was no laden table hero, but Instead
ho saw a bed upon which lay a white
faced boy with a woman close beside
him. Ho put his ear to the pane and
listened. It was not long before he
learned that the two were alone
In the house, and at that good news
Hobo Jim smiled approvingly.
He passed quickly to the kitchen '
door and tried tho latch. Tho door |
! wa? Mot locked and ho entered with >
the .realth of a panther. A. sparo bed j
room with door ajar was adjoining,
and forming his piano as he sneaked
along Jim crept within. Here, In tho j
darkness, ho would hide beneath _tho j
bed, wal? until nil was still, and then
In tho early morning hours fill bis
stomach and pockets from the pantry
and silently steal away. Instinct told
him that the woman would sleep be
side tho alck boy and he hnd little
fear of being discovered. And what if
he was?with a lone woman and a
helpless kid as his only bar to escape!
Noiselessly he crept beneath his
shelter and lay listening.
Through the Btlllness their voices
eame to him In murmurs. It had been
I a bad year for the two In the next
room, a year of privation and want,
and tho morrow would bo tho hollow
I est mockery of any Chrlstmn? that
j had ever come to them; a day when
a skeleton would presldo at their
! board and hunger be an unwilled
guest. Patiently tho woman was ex
! plaining to the sufferer, telling him
that she feared that this year Santa
Claus would pass him by without
stopping. Dut the boy was unbeliev
"Santa Claus does not forget.
Hang up my stocking, please," he
I told her, and Jim heard her sigh as
j sho crossed the room to obey him.
Then as the warmth of the house
came stealing softly over him Jim's
eyelids fluttered and closed, the last
thing he remembered hearing being
the woman's voice as it began read
ing to the sick one.
"More blessed to give than to re
celvo-" But Hobo Jim was now
Ho was awakened and raised his
head a trifle as he listened. There
had been an accident in the room, a
serious accident as he soon gathered,
for through some misfortune the
clock had been knocked from the
mantle and now lay a ruin upon the
floor. It was the only timepiece they
had, and tho woman was worrying
over It considerably, for sho no long
er had the means of telling when It
wob tlmo to glvo tho boy his medi
cine, and the proper administration
of tho medicine was a very important
matter to the sick one. "That's kind
of tough on the kid," thought the
hobo from his hiding place. Put it
was no fault of his and anyway ho
had troubles enough of his own.
Midnight came, and for the last
hour all had been still as a cavern.
Cautiously, Bilently, Jim backed out of
bis lair and rising to his feet stood
alert By the dim light from the oth
er mom he could see the pantry.
Then he gave a snort of disappoint
ment. There was not enough upon
tho barren shelves to fill ono corner
of his hollow stomach, and here were
a woman and a sick boy to feed off of
It. It was disgusting. Slipping mere
ly a crust of bread Into his pocket he
crept out again.
From where he stood ho could see
the interior of the dimly lighted room
beyond, and curiosity aroso within
him. With tho tread of a prowling
fox he stepped to the threshold and
8lld the Watch Into the Stocking.
peered around the corner. Tho boy
was sleeping now, while beside the
bed the woman was sitting with head
drooped forward ns worn out from
her long vigil sho had fallen asleep In
the midst of her watching. And as
ho gazed at their tired faces there
camo to Jim a picturo of many long
years Tfef?re, ~a~l>lclure ofr~wEerTTi5
had been a boy and sick as this one
now was, when a woman had sat bo
Bide him tbo long nights through giv
ing blm his medicine and ministering
to him as she read?what was It Bhe
had read? Yes, ho remembered now.
"More bleBsed to give than to re
ceive." That was it. He had never
had a great deal of confidence In,
these words and had never tried them
out, still he had sometimes thought
that one day ho would put them >
the test. But he had never had enougu
for himself, let alone otherB, while
now?his eyes fell upon the stocking
hanging from the mantle and a queer
look came creeping over bis face.
They certainly wero in tough luck,
tougher luck than he was in himself,
and the smashing of the clock had
been bad business. For a full min
ute ho stood blinking at them, then
for tho second time that night he
chuckled as his hand wandqred into
his ono good pocket. Then he with
drew it, and stretching forth a long
arm slid the big silver watch Into
tho hanging stocking.
Along the black road Jim went
hurrying, hunger gnawing at his stom
ach, tho teeth of tho wind sharper
than ever. In one hand he held the
crust of bread and now and then ho
bit at It savagely. "More blessed to
give than to receive." He laughed as
he buttoned his coat around his throat
and bent further forward against tho
"I dunno?I dunno, but anyway I've
tried it out at last. Only thing I'm
sorry for Is that I won't see that sick
kid's face when he finds that old
ticker in the morning."
A des Molnes man had an attack of
muscular rheumatism in his shoulder.
A friend advised him to go to Hot
Springs. That meant an expense of
$150,00 or more. Ho sought for a
quicker and cheaper way to cure it
and found it is Chamberlain's Lini
ment, Three days after the first ap
plication of this liniment he was well.
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