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Goods to Meet THE CHEAP PRICE OF COTTON Boys' Suits from $1.23 to----------.$ 7.50 Men's Suits from $8.00 to __ __15.00 Hats from 25c to--------- - --- _ 3.50 A lot of $1.25 Hats for ------------50 All 50c Shirts for- -------- 45 16~c per pound1 for frying chickens uip 35e; Hens~ 10c per poiud up to 40c. 25c paid for eggus.. * A lot of Chettanooga Plows and Points. T. ours for tra J. W. I1endrick~ The Trey A Novelized Version of the Motion Produced by the t By LOUIS JO! Author of "The Ftan Han*r." "TA IMastrated wiA Photogaphs copyright, 9. by I CHAPTER 1. The Message of the Rose. Lapped deep in the leather-bound -luxury of an ample lounge-chair, walled apart from the world by the venerable solitude of the library of London's most exclusive club, Mr. Alan Law sprawled (largely on the nape of his neck) and, squinting dis contentedly down his nose, admitted that he was exhaustively bored. Now the chair filled so gracelessly stood by an open window, some twen ty feet below which lay a sizable walled garden, an old English garden in full flower. And through the win dow, now and then, a half-hearted breeze wafted , gusts of warm air, sauve and enervating with the heavy fragrance of English roses. Mr. Law drank deep of it, and in spite of his spiritual unrest, sighed slightly and shut his eyes. An unspoken -word troubled the depth of his consciousness, so that old memories stirred and struggled to its surface. The word was "Rose," and for the time seemed to be the name neither of a woman noi- of a flower, but oddly of both, as though the two things were one. - His mental vision, bridging the gap of a year, con jured up the vision of a lithe, sweet silhouette in white, with red roses at her belt, posed on a terrace of the Riviera against the burning Mediter ranean blue. ' Mr. Law was dully conscious that he ought to be sorry about something. But he was really very drowsy indeed; and so, drinking deep of wine-scent of roses, he fell gently asleep. The clock was striking four when he awoke; and before closing his eyes he had noticed that its hands indicated ten minutes to four. So he' could not have slept very long. For some few seconds Alan did not move, but rested as he was, incredu lously regarding a rose which had ma terialized mysteriously upon the little table at,his elbow. He was quite sure it had not been there when he closed his eyes, and almost as sure that it was not real. And in that Instant of awakening the magic fragrance of the rose-garden seemed tcT be even more strong and cloying sweet than ever. Then he put out a gingerly hand and disebvered that It was real beyond all question. A warm red rose, fresh plucked, drops of water trembling and sparkling like tiny diamonds on the velvet of its fleshy petals. AnA when impulsively he took it by the stem, he discovered a mos't indisputable thorn -which did service for the traditional pinch. Convinced that he wasn't dreaming, Alan transferred the rose to his sound hand, and meditatively sucked his ill Wit Re IoeI t e et thm. hnhejmedu Aro h chiran gard usicoulyron therom. t as rte tata pac tialjoe ntht olm amophr Wathed ss. tHr et thumb.waseno ne umpdu frmelfi the lirom.Itwsrtthtapa PerpleokeeI tha exsolematopean fe ere alb thy uing hnbe till ther ou to annex the envelope he found ad-, ressed to him in the letter-rack. It was a blank white envelope of good quality, the address typewritten,' the stamp English, and bore a Lon don postmark half illegible. Alan tore the envelope open in ab sent-minded fashion-and started as f stung. The enclosure was a sim ple playing card-a trey of hearts!. As for Alan Law, he wandered omeward in a state of stupefaction. He could read quite well the message! f the rose. He would not soon for get that year-old parting with his Rose of the Riviera: "You say you love me but may not marry me-and we must part. Then promise this, that if ever you change your mindV you'll send for me." And her prom: se: "I will send you a rose." But the year had lapsed with never NORTH CAROLINA N RELIEF FROM DISO1 Mr. Wade Thankful He Read About Mayr's Wonderful Stomach Remedy E. T. Wade, of Williston, N. C.. was the victim of stomach disorders. He tried mzny remedies and took a great deal of medicine and treatments. Re ief seemed a long time coming. Then he found Mayr's Wonderful Stomach remedy, took a dose -and found relief at once. He told his opin ion of the.remedy in a letter in which he said: "Your m ecine has worked wonders. I feel so mu better. I am thankful to you, indeed,"b you advertising your wonderful remedy~ in the papers, as :therwise I might'never have known of Along mwih thisetter Mr. Wade or O' Hearts PicturS Drama of the Same Name Iniversal Film Co. EPH VANCE - Bm &wl." 4The Black Ba."d.e. from the Picture Production ouis Joseph Vance a sign from her, so that he had grown accustomed to the unflattering belief that she had forgotten him. And now the sign had come-but what the deuce did the trey of hearts mean? When morning came, London had lost Alan Law. No man of his ac quaintance-nor any woman-had re ceived the least warning of his dis appearance. He was simply and suf ficiently removed from English ken. CHAPTER 1l. The Sign of the Three. Out-of-doors, high brazen noon, a day in spring, the clamorous life of New York running as fluent as quick silver through its brilliant streets. Within-doors, neither sound nor sun beam disturbed a perennial quiet that was et not peace. e room was like a wide, deep well of night, the haunt of teeming shadows and-sinister silences. Little, indeed, was visible beyond the lonely shape that brooded over It, the figure of an old man motion less In a great, leather-bound chair. His hair was as white as his heart was black. The rack of his bones, clothed in a thick black dressing gown with waist-cord of crimson silk, from the thighs down was covered by a black woollen rug. He stared un blinkingly' at nothing: a man seven eighths dead, completely paralyzed but for his head a d his left arm. Presently a fain clicking signal dis turbed the stillness. Seneca Trine put forth his left hand and touched one of a row of crimson buttons embedded' In the desk. Something else clicked -this time a latch. There was the faintest possible noise of a closing door, and a smallish man stole noise lessly into the light, paused beside the desk and waited respectfully for leave to speak. "Well?" "A teiegram, sir-from England." "Give 'it me!" The old man seized the sheet of yel low paper, scanned it hungrily, and crushed it in his tremulous claw with a gesture of uncontrollable emotion. "Send my daughter Judith here!" % Two minutes later a young woman in street dress was admitted to the chamber of shadows. "You sent for me, father?" "Sit down." She found and placed a chair at the desk, and obediently settled herself in it. "Judith-tell me-what day is this?" "My birthday. I am twenty-one." '-And your sister's birthday: Rose, too, is twenty-one." "Yes." "You could have forgotten that," the old man pursued almost mockingly. "Do you really dislike ~your twin-sister so intensely?" The girl's voice trembled. "You know,". she said, "we have nothing in common-beyond parentage and thia abminable resemblance. Our natures differ as light from darkness." "And which would you say was light?" "Hardly my own: I'm no hypocrite. Rose is everything that they tell me my -mother wvas, while I"-the girl smiled strangely--"I think--I am more your daughter than my mother's." A nod of the white head confirmed he suggestion. "It is true. I have :atched you closely, Judith, perhaps more closely than even you knew. Before I was brought to this"-the wasted hand made a significant ges ture-"I was a man of strong pas sions. Your mother never loved, but rather feared me. And Rose is the mirror of her mother's nature, gentle, unselfish, sympathetic. But you, Ju dith, you are lika second self to me." An accent of profound satisfaction informed his voice. The girl waited in a silence that was tensely expect ant. "Then, if on this your birthday I were to ask a service of you that might injuriously affect the happiness f your sister-?" The girl laughed briefly: "Only ask it!" "And how far would you go to do my will?" "Where would you stop in the serv Ie of one you loved?" Seneca Trine nodded gravely. And after a brief pause, "Rose is in love," ie announced. "Oh, I know-I know!" the father affirmed with a faint ring of satisfac ion. "I am old, a cripple, prisoner of this living tomb; but all things I hould know-somehow-I come to know In course of time!" "It's true--that Englishman she craped an acquaintance with on the Rviera last year-what's his name? Law, Alan Law." - "In the main," the father corrected nildly, "you are right. Only, he's not ~nglish. His father was Wellington Law, of Law & Son." She knew better than to interrupt, but her seeming patience was belied ,y the whitening knuckles of a hand :hat lay within the little pool of blood -ed light. And presently the deep voice rolled )n: "Law and I were once friends; FAN FINDS QUICK LDERS OF STOMACH lered more of the remedy. The first lose proves-no long treatment. Let :ers like this comes from all parts of :he country. - Mayr's Wonderful Stom ich emedy is known everywhere be :ause of its merit. Mayr's Wonderful Stomach Remedy :lears the digestive tract of mucuoid icretions and removes poisonous mat :er. It brings swift relief to sufferers from stomach, liver and bowel troubles. lany say it has saved them from dan ;erous coperations and many are sure it 1as saved their lives. We want all people who have chronic stomach trouble or constidation, no mat ter of qow long standing, to try one dose >f Mayr's Wonderful Stomach Remedy -one dose will convince you. This is the mdicine so many of ou'r people have been taking with surprisiug results. The most thorough system cleanser ever sold. [Viayr's Wonderful Stomach Remedy is now sold here by Pickens Drug Co. and ir.gist everywhere. - Adavertisement. 'then-it came to pass that We luv -d one woman, your mother. I won 1 -all but her heart: too late she real ized it was Law she loved. Fe never forgave me, nor I him. Though he married another woman, still he held from me the love of my wife. I could not sleep for hating him-and he was no better off. Each sought the other's ruin; it came to be an open duel be tween us, in Wall street. One of us had to fail-and I held the stronger hand. The night before the day that was to have seen my triumph, I walked in Central park, as was my habit to tire my body so that my brain might sleep. Crossing the East drive I was struck by a motor-car running at high speed without lights. I was picked up insensible-and lived only to be what I am today. Law tri umphed in the street while I lay help les: only a living remnant of my fortune remained to me. Then his 0 We Both Loved One Woman. chauffeur, discharged, came to me and sold me the truth; it was Law's car with Law at the wheel that had struck me down-a deliberate attempt at as sassination. I sent Law word that I meant to have a life for a life. For what was I better than dead? I prom ised him that, should he i escape, I would have the life of his son. He knew I meant it, anA sent his wife and son abroad. Then he died sud denlyof some common ailment-they said; but I knew better. Qe died of fear of me." Trine smiled a cruel smile: "I had made his life a reign of terror. Ever so often I would send Law, one way or another-mysteriously always-a trey of hearts; it was my death-sign for him; as you know, our name, Trine, signifies a group of three. And every time he received a trey , of hearts, within twenty-four hour's an attempt of some sort would be made upon his life. The strain broke down his .nerve. . . . "Then I turned my attention to the son, but the distance was too great. the difficulties insuperable. The 'Law millions mocked all my efforts; their alliance with the Rothschilds placed mother and son under the protection of every secret police in Europe. But they dared not come home. At length I realized I could win only by playing a waiting game. I needed three things: more money; to bring Alan. Law back to America; and one agent I could trust, one incorruptible agent. I ceased to persecute mother and son, lulled them into a sense of false se curity,dand by careful speculations repaired my fortunes. In Rose I had the lure to draw the boy back to America; in you, the one person I could trust. "I sent Rose abroad and arranged that she should meet Law. They fell in love at sight. Then I wrote inform ing her that the man she had chosen was the son of him who had murdered all of me but my brain. It fell out as I foresaw. You can imagine the scene of passionate renunciation-pledges of undying constancy-the arrange ment of a secret code whereby, when she needed him, she would send him a single rose-the birth of a great ro mance!" The old man laughed sardonically. "Well, there is the history. Now the rose has been sent; Law is already homeward bound; my agents are watching his every step. The rest is in your hands." The girl bent forward, breathing heavily, eyes aflame in a face that had assumed a waxen pallor. "What is it you want of me?" "Bring Alan Law to me. Dead or alive, bring him to me. But alive, if you can compass it; I wish to see him die. Then I, too, may die content." SThe hand of hot-blooded youth stole forth and grasped the icy hand of death-in-life. '"I will bring him," Judith swore "dead or alive, you shall have him here." CHAPTER Ill. The Trail of Treachery. But young Mr. Law was sole agent of his own evanishment; just as he was nobody's fool, least of all his own. The hidden meaning of the trey .of hearts perplexed him with such dis trust that before leaving London, he dispatched a code cablegram to his confidential agent in New York. What do you know about the trey of hearts? Answer Immediately. CatarrI; Cannot B3 Gured with LOCAL APPLICATIONS. mi: cannot reach the scat of the disca.se. Ca tarrh is a blood cr constitutil ic :. and in order to cure it you mus-t tl in ternal remedies. Ihails Catarrh Cur'i taken Internally, and acts directly. the blood and mucous su rac. IL Catarrh Cure is not a' quale mec e-n. I was pirescribed b:. cue of tect '-.' scians in this coun:ry f r" -'-l'U a r-uar prescrirtiin. It ic cmpi the best tonics 1:nown. com nd '1 best blood puritibrs. rectin~' r rec't c , mucous surfaces. T>.pe tion of the two in~rdierA i Tke HaIr's Faatily PiZl forz com'i tot Noticc of Final Settlement and Discharge Notice is hereby given that I will make application to J. B. Newbery. Esq., Judge of Probate for Pickens county, in the State of South Carolina. on the 19th day of November, 1914. at 11 o'clock in the forenoon, or as soon thereafter as said application can be heard. for leave to make final settle ment of the estate of Harriet B. Mur phree. deceased, and obtain discharge as administrator of said estate. W. M. MURPHREE, 27 Administrator. ,1 ~ h!im overseas to this mortal pass. Fea ture for feature, even to th hue of her tumbled hair, she counterfeited the woman he loved; only those eyes, aflame with their look of inhuman ruthlessness, denied that the two were one. He sought vainly to speak. The breath rustled In his parched throat like wind whispering among dead leaves. Thrusting the Indian roughly aside, the woman knelt in his place by Alan's head. "No," she said, and smiling cruelly, shook her head-"no, I am not your Rose. But I am her sister, Judith, her twin, born in the same hour, daughter of-can you guess whose daughter? Put see this!" She flashed a card from within her hunting shirt and held It before his eyes. "You know it, eh? The trey of hearts-the symbol of Trine-Trine, your father's enemy, and yours. and-Rose's father and mine! So, now, perhaps you know!" A gust of wind like a furnace blast swept the glade. The woman sprang up, glanced over-shjulder into the for est, and signed to te Indian. - "In ten minutes." she said, "these woods will be your funeral pyre." She stepped back. Jacob advanced, picked Alan up, shouldered his body, and strode back into the forest. Ten feet in from the clearing he dropped the helpless man supine upon a bed of dry logs and branchee. Then, with a single movement, he disappeared. CHAPTER IV. Many Waters. Overhead, through a rift in the foliage, a sky was visible whose eb6n darkness called to mind a thunder cloud. The heat ias nearly intolerable; the voice of the fire was very loud. A heavy, broken crashing near by made Alan turn his head, and he saw a brown bear break cover and plunge on into the farther thickets-forerun ner of a mad rout of terrified forest folk. deer, porcupines, a fox or two, a wildcat, rabbits, squirrels, partridges -a dozen more. . . . Two minutes had passed of the ten. Something was digging uncomfortably into Alan's right hip-the automatic pistol in his hip pocket, of which Jacob had neglected to relieve him. Then a sharp, spiteful crackling brought him suddenly to a sitting posi tion, to find that the Indian had thoughtfully touched a match to the pyre before departing. At Alan's feet the twigs were blazing merrily. It would have been easy enough, acting on instinct, to snatch his limbs away, but he did not move more than to strain his feet as far as their bonds permitted.' Conscious of scorching heat even through his hunting boots, he suffered that torture until a tongue of flame lioked up, wrapped itself round the thick hempen cord and ate it through. Immediately Alan kicked his feet free, lifted '(o a kneeling position, and crawled from the pyre. As for his hands-Alan's hunting knife was still in its sheath belted to the small of his back. Tearing at the belt with his hampered fingers, he contrived to shift it round until the sheath knife stuck at the belt-loop over his left hip. Withdrawing and conveying the blade to his mouth, he Sawd te CrdsAintheRzr aains the CaorshAapt thaeRzr Before Alan could turn and run he saw a vanguard of flames bridge 50 yards at a bound and start a dead pine blazing like a torch. And then he was pejting like a mad man across the smoked-filled clearing, and in less than two minutes broke from the forest to the pebbly shore of a, wide-bosomed lake, and within a few hundred feet of a substantial dam, through whose spillway a heavy volume of water cascaded with a roar rivaling that of the forest-fire itself. Two quick glances showed Alan two thIngs: that his only way of escape was via the dam; that there was a solitary canoe at mid-lake, bearing swftly to the farther shtore Judith The Southern Railway Premier C urier of the South. N. 1. The foilowingt schedule figures are pulilshed as information ard( are ot guaranteed: No. Leaving Easley Time 2 From Seneca to Charlotte 8.28 a mn 2 " Atf anta to Charlotte 1.3:l p m 0 -- Atlanta to Charlotte (.25 p mn SaCharlotte to Atlanta 12.01 p mn 1 " Charlotte to Atlanta 4.00 pin 41 " (harlotte to Atl:mn'a 9.535 pm 9* -- Washliingtoni to Rham 7.37 am ~Stop on signal to receiv'e passer~gers for Atlanta. For complete in formation write W. R. TA BER. P. & T. A . Greenviller'S. C, i. E. McGE;E. A. G. P- A., The answer forestalled his arrival in Liverpool: Trine's death sign for your father. For God's sake, look to yourself and keep away from America. But Alan had more than once vls.' ited America incognito and un1qiown to Seneca Trine via a secret route of his own selection. Eight days out of London, a second class passenger newly landed from one of the C.-P. steamships, he walked the streets of Quebec-and dropped out of sight between dark and dawn, to turn up presently in the distant Canadian liamlet of Bale St. Paul, ap parently a very tenderfooted American woods-traveler chaperoned by a taci turn Indian guide picked up heaven knows-where. Crossing the St. Lawrence by night, the two struck off quietly into the hinterland of the Notre Dame range, then, crossed the Maine border. On the second noon thereafter, trail-worn and weary, as lean as their depleted packs, the two paused on a ridge-pole of the wilderness up back of the Allagash country, and made their midday meal in a silence which, if normal in the. Indian,,was one of deep misgivings on Alan's'part. Continually his gaze questioned the northern skies that lowered porten tously, foul with smoke-a country wide conflagration that threatened all northern Maine, bone-dry with drought. Only the south offered a fair pros pect. And the fires were making southward far faster than man might hope to travel through that grim and stubborn land. Even as he stared, Alan saw fresh columns of dun-colored smoke spring up in the northwest. Anxiously he consulted the impas sive mask of the Indian, frontwhom his questions gained Alan little com fort. Jacob recommended forced marches to Spirit lake, where canoes might be found to aid their flight; and withdrew into sullen reserve. They traveled far and fast by dim forest trails before sundown, then again paused for food and rest. And as Jacob sat deftly about preparing the meal, Alan stumbled off to whip the little traikside stream for trout. Perhaps a hundred yards ipstream, the back-lash of a careless cast by his weary hand hooked the state of Maine. Too tired even to remember the ap .propriate words, Alan scrambled ashore, forced through the thick un dergrowth that masked the trail, fqund his fly, set the state of Maine free-and swinging on his heel brought up, nose to a sapling, trans fixed by a rectangle of white paste board fixed to Its trunk, a trey of heartsrof whicj each pip bad been neatly punctured by a 22-caliber bIl let. He carried it back to camp, mean ing to consult the guide, but on sec ond thought, held his tongue. It was not likely that the Indian had over looked an objiect so conspicuous on the trail. So Alan waited for him to speak and meantime determined to watch Jacob more narrowly, though-no other suspicious circumstance had marked the several days of their association. The first half of the night- was, as the day, devoted to relentless prog ress southwardi thirty minutes of steady .iogging, five minutes for rest and repeat No more question as to the need for such urgent haste; overhead the north wind muttered without ceasing. Thin veils of smoke drifted through the for est, hugging the ground, like some weird acrid mist; and ever the cur tained heavens glared, livid with re fected fires. By midnight Alan had come to the bounds of endurance; flesh, bone and sinew could no longer'stand the strain. Though Jacob declared that Spirit lake was now oJsix hours distant, as far as concern .Alan he might. have said 600. His blanket once uq~ rolled, Alan dropped upon it like one drugged. The sun was high when he awak ened and sat up, rubbing heavy eyes, stretching aching limbs, wondering what had come over the Indiani to let him sleep so late, Of a sudden he was assailed by sick ening fears that needed only the brief est investigation to confirm. , Jacob had absconded with every valuable item of their equipment. Nor was his motive far to -(seek. Overnight the fire had made tre mendous gains. And ever and anon the wind would bring down the roar of the holocaust, dulled by distance but not unlike the growling of wild animals feeding on their kill. Alan delayed long enough only to swallow a few mouthfuls of raw food, gulped water from a spring, and set out at a dog-trot on. the trail-to SiIrit Lake. For hours he blundered blindly on, hoding to the trail mainly by instinct. At length, panting, gasping, half blinded, ha staggered into a little nat ural clearing and plyinged forward headlong, so beawilderede-that he could not have said whether he was tripped or thrown; for even as he stumbled a heavy body landed on his back and. crushed him savagely to earth. In less than a minute he was over- - come; his wrists hitched together, his ankles bound with heavy cord. When his vision cleared he found Jacob within a yard, regarding him with a face as immob e as though it had '>een cast in the lionze It resem bled. Beyond, to one side, a woman In a man's hunting costume stood eye-. ing the captive as narrowly as the In dian, but unlike him with a .counte nance that seemed aglow with a fierce exultancy over his downfall. But for that look, he could have be leved hers the face that had brought Notice to Debtors and Creditors All persons holding claims against the estate of the late Julius E. Boggs must resent the same, duly proven, on or efore the 15th day of November, 1914, r be debarred payment; and all per ons indebted to said estate must make ayment on or before the above dete to he undersigned. J. E. BOGGS, 26 :Administrator PICCKEN CapitalI&6Sus J. McD. BRUCE, Presid1ent Trine and the Indian-the la ing the paddle. In the act of turning dam- he..saw Jacob drop th The next instant a bullet fro' chester k:30--icked up a sp bles:only -.s 'few feet in. a Alan. ge luickened his pace, b bullet fell closer, while the tually bit the earth beneath ning feet as he gained the' Exasperated, he pulled up, out his pistol and fired witho At the same time, he noted distance between dam and can 4--x ent, t .) .i ho e wide but alot/n .............. ... . stnt. 'hs . nge closed agi -. .. ......... A Treme ndous Weight Tore/at 'His Arm& lessened perceptibly, thanks to the strong current sucking through th e spillway. His shot flew wide, but almost in-. stinctively'. his. -finger closed again upon the trigger, and he saw the pad die snap In twain, its blade falling overboard. And then the Indian fired again, his bullet dronink past Alan's ear. Ashe fired In response Jacob start ed, dropped his rife and crumpled up in the bow of the canoe. Slmultaineusly earth and heavens rocked with -terriflc der. He turned again and ran swiftly along the dam,.toward two heavy tim bers that bridged the torrent -of the spillway. Then a glance aside brought him up with a thrill of horror; the suck of the overflow had drawn the canoe within a hundred yards of the spill way. The dead Indian in Its bow, the living woinan helpless in its stern,k It swept swiftly onward to destruc tion. His next few actions were- iWholly unprem'eitted. e was conscious only of her white, staring face, her strange likeness to the woman that he loved. .He ran out upon the bridge, threw' himself down upon the Innermost tim her, turned, and let his body fall back ward, arms extended at length, and swung, braced by his feet beneath the outer timber. With a swiftness that passed 'con scious thought, he, was aware of the canoe hurtling onward with the speed of wind, Its sharp prow 'apparently - aimed directly for his head. Then hands closed round his wrists like clamps; a tremendous weight tore at, his arms, and with an effort of incon- ~ cevable difficulty he began to. lift to drag the woman up out of the foam ing jaws of death. Somehow that Impossible feat was achieved; somehow the woman gained a~hold upon his body, shifted it to his " belt, contrived Inexplicably to clamber over him to the timbers; and some- i how he in turn pulled himself up to safety, and sick with reaction sprawled prone, lengthwise upon that foot-wide . bridge, above the. screaming abyss. - Later he became aware that the woman had crawled to safety on the farther shore, and pulling hirnself to-.; gether, Imitated her' example. Solid earth undertoot, he rose and stood swaying, beset by a great~ weaknes Through the gathering darkness-a ghastly twilight In which the flaming forests on the-other shore burned with mu uneart'tly glare-he discovered the an, writhen face of Judith Trine lose to his and he heard her voice, a scream barely.audible above the comi~ ingled voices of the conflagration and the cascades: "You fool! Why did you save me? tell you, I have sworn your death!" The utter grotesqueness of It all roke upon his intelligence like the eelaion of some enormous funda ental absurdity In Nature. 'f aughed a little hysterically. Darkness followed. A flash of ing seemed to flame between them ike a fiery sword. To Its cria hunder, he lapsed into unconsci ess. When he roused, It was with a r and a shudder. Rain was n torrents from a sky the hue. slate. Across the lake dense v~ f steam enveloped~ the fires ainted 'beneath the lleluge. A lssng noise filled the world, ven. the roar of the spillway. He was alone. But in his hand, tattered and y the downpour, he foun (ontinued Next W DR. R. A. PHYSICIAN ANOM )ffice over Keowee Pharm dence, Attaway Hongs )ffice Phone 24 -:- Residence "S.C. o u eposits FR