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By CLARISSA MACKlE.
[Copyright. 1915, by American Press Asso
At." called old Mrs. Ta.
tem from h e r
lug the kitchen,
'Em, come here.
I want to talk to
"W e 11, man?"
said Em wearily,
sinking into a
chair near the
window, w h i c h
overlooked , t h e
heard from the
company a b o u t
the dividend on
that gas stock?"
asked the pale, il1 old woman.
"Not a word," admitted Em faintly.
"Lordy met I kinder wish your pa
hadn't put all his money into Donalds
ville gas stock. Why, he even mort
gaged the house to buy more stock,"
went on Mrs. Tatem. "It was all right
as long as they paid dividends, but
now-why, It's six months overduet"
"You're a wonderful manager, Em,
to make that last money stretch over
so many months. I suppose you got
Em thought of her worn purse, which
contained one copper cent.
"Yes, ma, some," she replied, getting
up and smoothing the big pillows.
"I'm going out to get some dinner for
you. Could you eat an egg?"
"Yes, Emmy, I think I could relish
Em Tatem stood by the kitchen win
dow looking out across the yard, now
brown and bare, swept by November
winds. She was a sweet faced, pa
tient looking woman of thirty-five, and
her still abundant fair hair and blue
eyes added to her charms. People said
that Ei Taten had faded dreadfully
the past year, but they did not guess
it was because Em was slowly starv
ing herself so that there would be
enough for the beloved mother.
"If it hadn't been for the gas stocki"
she murmured, with tears filling her
eyes. There came a knock at the
door. "'Ha wants to know if you can
spare a dozen eggs," said a little girl.
Ein went into her pantry and counted
the eggs In the blue bowl. There were
exactly fourteen. She would save two
for her mother, and with the 18 cents
In hand she could buy some meat. Em
did not dare tell her mother that there
now remained in the poultry yard one
lone Plymouth Rock hen.
Ei put the eggs in the girl's basket.
"flow is your mother, 4iary?" she
"Sie's pretty well, Miss Tatem. She's
awful busy, though. You know to
morrow's Thanksgiving. And, oh, Miss
Tatemn, she says she'll pay you as soon
as she gets some change." And Mary
rian down the path.
Emi stared after the child with bard,
"It's wicked, downright wickedi" she
eried fiercely. "They've all got money
anid food and everything. Tomorrow
will be Thhnksgiving day, and not a
thing to catl I'l1 have to kill Eliza.
Maybe mia could eait her If she was
roasted with sage dressing."
Ema went down to the chicken house,
-where the solitary hen, Eliza, had
wandered disconsolately abont.
"It will seem like killing a friend-to
harnm Eliza," thought Em. "Where is
the critter anyway? Shte's laid her egg
this morning, and-oh, ElizalI"
Emt's surp~rise and grief were justi
fled by the sight of poor Eliza's dead
body wvithin the nest. Eliza had' died
at her post of duty.
After Em Tatem had given Efiza's
cor'pse decent burial she hurried Into
the house and prepared a poached. egg
and a cup of tea for her mother's din
ner. After the meal Mrsa. Tatem dozed
o&i Into her afternoon nap.
Em .locked the doors and went up
the steep hill heck of the house and
entered the little grove of locust trees
that separated her property from Dea
con Pepper's farm. She approached
the boundary fence and looked over
into the deacon's hot. Here had wan
dered Deacon Pepper's fine flock of
turkeys. All had been sold save two,
the giant of the flock and a small'hen
turkey which no one wanted. Of
course the deacon would kill the'gob
bIer for lisa own 'table. Although he
was a bachelor, bo often entertained
his many friends 'and relatives.
"I've got to look out for ma, and they
can't want that little hen--and I hope
I'll he forgiven, but Imcan't Jet matedieE"
wIthl these mingled -prayers and ex
euses Em drew frean her pocket a
handful of corn and tossedsit toward
They came running toward her, the
gobbler greedIly pushingghissmall com
panIon out of the way. E~m~threw an
other handful and another,; gradually
luring the birds toward the#dence. On
her side she had spread nold fBhilimet
on the ground.
But, to her dismay, it waafthe'bronse
gobbler which came to4er net. The
little hen wearied of th junequailchase
for grains of corn and wsdoff.
Presentl Ein Watewn wmusnInnna #ho
iei ' PrOtStil vo 10 of the, goo
bier with her knitted jacket while she
dumped him, his foot still entaniled in
the net, into an empty sack.
It was Thanksgiving morning. In
the daikest corner of the Tatem collar
was a heap of uronze turkey feathers.
Up on the hills.de was an acrid smell
of smoke from the bonfire where Em
Tatem had cremaated other evidences
of her crime.
A delicious smell of roasted turkey
pervaded the Tatow house.
Em moved a little round table to her
mother's bedside and spread a snowy
linen cloth. There were a glass of
grape jelly, some light biscuits, a dish
of boiled rice, a pot of fragrant tea
"Em Tatem," gasped her mother as
Em, pale and smiling, sat down at ta
ble, "where did you ever get that tur
"Never mind," evaded Em mysteri
ously. "All you've got to do, ma, is to
"You're not eating a mite, Em," pro
tested Mrs. Tatem after awhile. "That
turkey's better than the one your pa
bought from old Deacon Pepper for
our silver wedding anniversary. That
wias a delicious turkey. Old Deacon
Pepper always did have flue turkeys.
When Sadie Denton was here yester
day she told me that young Deacon
Pepper has raised and sold a tilne
flock. They said he made $75 clear off
the whole lot."
"Yes," murmured Em.
"I never hear you speak of Ned Pep
Mrs. Tatem looked shrewdly at her
daughter. It was somethlilg of a shock
to her to discover that Em looked sick.
"Like enough she's worked herself to
death sewIng for Mrs. Meek, so's she
could buy the turkey." she told her
"There, Ei," she said cheerfully,
"that's the best Thanksgiving dinner I
ever ate in my life!"
Whilo her mother was taking her aft
er dinner nap Eiii cleared away the
dinner dishes and afterward went up
the hill to the locust grove. She was
heartsick and wearyand she threw her
Aelf down on the 10dead leaves anud. put
ting her hands to her face. sobbed
From the Pepper homestead caie
strains of music. There was the sound
of laughter and presently a man's voice
MI want to tell you somothing, Deacon
sInging "Annie Laurie." Long years
ago young D)eacon Pepper-Nedi Pepper
--had( sungl that song to IEm Tatem, but1
she had( beeni shy and1( cold, and1( some
how Ned had felt rebuffed and1( drifted
away to singe hIs wings at othier
"I wonder what he would say if he
knew i was a thief, anid I've got to tell
him," wvhispered Em to herself.
A step soun~ded oni the frozenz ground
and a big bronzed mnan with trouled
gray eyes lea n-ed ov'er the fence and
looked dlown ait poor 10m Taitemi.
"Em," lhe venitured aftter awhile.
Em jutnplled up, her blue1 eyes drown
ed in tears. "Ned-Ned. 'Ppper!" shle
cried in a frightenled tone. Th'len, sud
denly recovering herself, shle said in
a frozen voie:~
"I want to tell you somethIng, D~ea
con Pepper-nio-no-pease don't in
terrup~t 1me. You mlissed your big tur
key, didn't you?"
'fHe nodded. "It dilsapp~eared1."
"You dIon't know where it wenti" she
"Oh, but I did, Em," lhe corrected
"I stole it, 'and I came up here to
confess to you"
"You needn't say a word( unless you
want to, Em," he inlterrupted1 <uickly.
"I happened to be upl r'epair-ing the arm
On the wviInmiill ad I had my fildh
glasses along. I always like to glimpse'
theo distant viewv whlen I'm up) 00 tile
tower, and I happened to be looking
tihroulgh the glasses whlen-whenl thle
turkeys-went up to you-and tile gob.
tiler didn't coyne back again; so I knew
that you hand it, Em, and( I guessed you
needed it hadly; so thle instant yeou took
him I made you a presenlt of' hlin; so
he was yours' after aIlh"
Em poured out tile story of the dle
layed dividlends and of their pinching
poverty anid ho6w she hlad stoleni the
turkey feor her mother. "I couldn't
touch a morsel of it," sh10 shuddered.
Ned lIstened antd offer'ed to wvrite to
the gas compnyn cnnrnine her, rnot.
or's sto1k. 10 was a director In the*
bonaldsville bank, and his name would
give weight to the inquiry.
"You are too good to me," faltered
Em, looking very pretty and animated
with the 1)1iIk1 iII her thin cheeks.
"I couldn1't be too good to you, Em
my." he stid soberly, his eyes fixed on
tle distant lorizon. "If I'd had my
way Pears ago all that I had would be
yours. I wish you had cared enough."
"Ned." she protested in a frightened
tone, "I did care-always. I thought
Ned's eys 1lashed dangerously.
"Then-he-lied!" he growled. And
at the wonderiment in her eyes he add
ed, "Soie one who is dead now told
the that you coldn't care for me, and
There was a long silence. Ned star
ed straight ahead. Em's careworn
face had lost Its anxious lines.
"Et." he pleaded, "it isn't too late
now, is It?"
"It's niever to lato to be happyl" she
Mrs. Tatem is niever tired of telling
tliat the bi1g bronze turkey was Deacon
l'epper's eingagement present to Em
my. And -i;mmy and ler husband al
ways exchange understanding siles.
(ross lljI at. Winthrop.
Illanclie Pinson. '07, and Kato Man
leiin, '07, ate niow residents of Cross
Hll. lilanche is teaching while Kate
has added "I lanna" to hot' nameo, and
Is practicing Domestic Science. This
is Ilie way it hapopned that Kate is
nio long-er Mliss Maniheim. Oncee dur
lNg her College life, of the time of the
CIIistlias holidays, she visited
Bi'lnche. The two girls, one cold af
ternooni, iduilged hi a horse-back ride
over the iighboring hills. Suddenly
Kate's steed beeamiie frightened and
she was unable to iiianage hiii. As is
ever the cae1t, a hero appeared upon
the scene. His name was Lewis
IHanna. Mtr. ilanna rescued the girl
froim ier perilous situation-and,
incidentally from the life of a
teacher.-Winthrop Weekly News.
GE'T 1111) OF TIIIOSE POISONS IN
You will 1111d Dr. King's New Life
Pills a Imost satisfactory laxative in
releasing the poisons from yotr sys
Ivem. Accliuuated wasl1to and poisons
caitSe 1iaif 'old ailI ments untless Ie
leased. Dizziess, spots before the
eyes, blalkness anid a mitiscrabie feel
ing; genaerally are init(cations thatL yout
nieed Dr. King's New Life Pills. Take
t dose tonight 111d yout will experi
en1ce grateftil rieI' by morning. 25c.
BOO(Elt T. W.ASHiNGTON DEA).
.s Eduentor, Lectiurer andll] A utlthor lie
Woi liespect of Soitlerin White
Titskegee, Ala., Nov. 1 i.-nookcer T.
Washiigton, negro euilcatIor, leteurer,
autlior and recognuized leader of his
race In Amlterica, die(d at his hiome here
early today, foiu r hourn's after his ar
rival froiom New York.
Dr. Washinttgton had Iot beell in
good health for several months and
siffered a nervous breakdlown in New
York last week. lie had gone there
to at lend (te anal Ieetilig of the
Amiterleian .Missionary associatioti and
lie Nationial Cioference of Congrega
-lonal 11 Cimrhes.
I lie dhIl nOt reOslonid to treat mteat at
a hospital1 in New Yot'k anid deeldedl
to 'omle hack here. Ile had often
said t hat his work had bieen amiontg
Southernot negrotes, that he was a
Souttherin negro'( and1 that it. was htis
wIsh to lIve, die anid be burtied In Ithe
S'outhL. 110 letft New~1 Y'ork Fr'iday a f
tero tion. The trilp sented to sayp hiIs
remitaitninag eniergy anad Ito died q inietly3
soon1 1 a'ter r'ea('hinlg his home.
1(y hiis wrtin gs, 1octur tes antd act ivi
ties in bui1(lig u1p Tuskegee Iist itulto
Dr1. Washington tot' thle past 25 years
had comm1andelild the atltnt and
confldenco of leadinig men in nmany
walks of lIfe int the South and1( North.
It htas beeni sald that his work of bet
terinig the negro race mor'e neatly fit
sentLIiment. expressed in differ'ent par'ts
of' the country'3 than any other' man in
terecsted in suchl wor'k.
A ClHILD HATES OIL,
CALOMEL, PILES FOR
LIVER AND BOWELS
t,'I e "A(AlIforntia Syruptl of FIgs'" If
('ross, silek, feierlssh, conist I pated.
Look bac1k at y'ourt childhood days.
Remi~ilebe the '"dose" miother' inisisted
0on-castor' oil, calomnel, calthartics.
Iliow you hlatedl thiem, howv you fought
agaInst taking thema.
WithI oiur children it's t fferecnt.
Mloes wh'lo cling to the elk formit of
physsic simtply dlon't reallzo htat they
(do. ''Te chlildreni's rev'olt Is well
founded. 'Teir tendi litt "'insides"'
If yourt chtildl's stat ne , liver' anid
howels need cleanising e only (loll
clous "ClifornIAl Syt iof Figs''. Its
;ietion) is posItive, buit entle. AlIlIIlionis
or 1m101hers keep Itis htarmtless " frult
laxative'' handy;' they kniow chtildr'en
love to take it; that it never falls to
elea n the liverci and bowvels and sweeten
Sthe stomach, andl that a teasp~oonfll
givent today saves a sick chtild Icemor
Ask your' dr1ugglst for a 50-cent bot
il of "Califor'nla Sytrup of FIgs,"
whicht has full idirections for' babIes,
cildren of all ages and for grown-ups
llaintly pu each bottle. fleware of
counlte'rfelts sold hoere. See that, It is
madchey "Califori'ta F'ig SyrupI .Comi
ipany." Reofuso any other kind with
Prepare for '
Thanksgiving Day is close at hand.
to be well dressed on that important fes
chase wearing apparel and dry goods ol
prices await you at this store. ONE P1
but that price is always a low one. Cor
A SALE OF .
RUN AS d
$32.50 nize i
Our. showing of table lintenis is very (olln
'plete and ourt prices are .hased onl close
.huying and sma1ll profits.
'72-inch ilOMPRTEI) A,\E A
MASK in 12 hnIsom( (1 n . . .59
72-inch AI bb IbINEN TAB LE DA
MASK. bull bleach, heavy quality 1.25
'72-inch IR1811 _I INEN DAMASK,
extra heavy, full bleach, 6 good de
sign s .... .... .............. 1.50
70-ineh A L IJCJI*\T1, N IIA 'N
DAMASK, silver bleach ...... . ....89
!9-inch A LI IN EN NAPKINS, per
dozell .... .. . . . . . .. 2.50
22-inclh A bb LINEN NAP KINS, ex
tra hearv,, good patlerns, dozen. . 3.00
} To the Parents i
Educate their CI
All true fathers a
to give their chil
few can spa re ti
comes. To-day il
plan ning and th
is to invest a sm
'The Home Buildiji
And soon you w
sary to give you
*PAY IN ONE DOLLAR
EACH MONTH, FOR 7 6
WE GIVE YOU BA C
EACH MONTH ANDY
An Easy Way to
Though every nm
are able to pur
Building and Lo
problem. For ft
C. Hi. Roper at E~
And who is there that does not like
tival? Splendid opportunities to pur
all kinds at unusually advantageous
UCE TO ALL is our invariable rule,
ne to Greenville this week. Come and
'UITS AT $25
have gone through our entire stock
gh-girade suits and carefully picked
:e one that could possil)ly be sold at
poderate pri ce. The showing is in
excellent. All this season's best
N elvets, broadcloths, gabardincs,
unong the fabrics. Fur trinmnings,
11ry brail and buttons are skillfully
>yed. They are truly BARGAIN
'S in every sense of the teri. Your
Dresses and Coats.
Dresses for any occasion and at any
price is our11 boast. From neat and ser
viveable dresses at $5.98 i) to handsome
reception gowns at $40.00, each dress is a
miiodel of' its kind. Combination dresses in
silk, cha rmiieuse, chilfoni and serge may be
haid in wide assortment. EVENING
(lOW NS made from the daintiest fabrics
m1iay be had as low as $15 and as high as
r purse will allow.
Coal. weather is close at hand. We have
them inl all styles and lengths from $8.50
uip. llandsome PLUSH COATS at $30.00
vho desire to
-ildren in College
md mothers are anxious
d a good education but
e money when the time
; the proper time to begin
e easiest and surest way
all sum each month in
tg and Loan Assn.
ill have the money neces
ir child that admirable
N9W A f A DOLLAR
00.00: OR $5.00
own a Home
an desires a home, few
chase one. The Home
an Association solves that
irther particulars see Mr.
nterprise National Bank.
ng and Loan>
C. H. ROPER,
Sec. and Treas.