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6 THE CHARLOTTE NEWS FEBRUARY 2. 1911 THEMAIH HIGHER UP We oJ^dTfm A/mrk^ HENRY RUaaELL rtllllE^ CapgrrifM. >»i«, TIm MerriD Ompa«r Bock Three, IN THE MOULD. CHAPTER VI. The Beginning of the End. It w,'*r before sleep came to ivn. In tl.o ..f (lonth that niRht. I'n i:: .i; it i’' not come until the fir t :i- , ■ of sliowed in tho er -t. ^'h Ii'v u' ' il h v:r . ■ - h.- . ■ ; .-"M ^ ■n ff'll into ri light, r ‘hat lasrod only ul il. yl!;:ht !ind come. She i- nod *!v tiio si’.n shinino: into ; "hr Mil’'', iho v iiiihnv she '■n . .'ky of u olnir r. r.in. The llocting fra- r tl. , 0- *n, gathfiod up by 1 i' \vandeiinc:s over a of I'lHldlUiV life, came r.;. :inu: ilmo; from Mitiu cnll i!f biid cTittMitc'.lly. it . iid I'oi) :m.*- t’’t' sanii roof. ]( to be untrue to the best in you on my account. You won’t tempt me, will you?” she pleaded, her voice growing more and more imsteady. “ Because 1—I am so happy in just beinj; near you—when I am with you something keeps pulling, pulling me to you—I am almost past the resisting point. Don’t tempt me—yet I want you to tempt me—you must be strong for both of us. “And remember," she went on. try ing to be strong, “remember that it is harder lor me than for you. Tomor row, after the fiineral, I go back to mj' little work, which, after all, Is only a scanty rei'nj^e. While you go on to your grout ta?k that often will shut me out of your mind and heart. It will always be that—your work al ways lirst, 1 always second." I am praying for 3'ou .... and loving you ... as you will be Jov- ing me. . . ” The tempttion flew away from them, If not at peace, with a new courage. Once he turned to her and cried, “I would not be without this love, even though it means heartache! ” “Nor would I. . . And somehow— now—this happiness is so real, so won derful , . . the heartache so far away—so impossible. ... I have faith!” CHAPTER VII. The Triumph of the Fore®. Sometimes the two on the veranda spoke, in low, hushed tones they had not used even at Murchell’s bedside; broken, detached sentences—of what they could not have told. They came very near to each other in that hour. ... l^p the street tramped a figure, still powerful if a bit too large of girth, with the rolling, swaggering gait that misfortune never taught. He puffed as he walked, his wind not being what it had been when l*e pomelled the great Donnelly to a draw. Dia mond in ring and stud ca^t back the monung's sunshine juh’Iantly. his red face beamed with good will, if no Famoas **Pint of Co^gh Syrzsp** Receipt o i > FTo Better Hennedy at Any Price, i > ^ Fnlly Cinarantecd. ^ ► Make a plain syrup by mixing' ona Pirit of granulated 8u§rar and % pint of warm water and stir for two min utes. Put 2% ounccs of pure Pinex (jRity cents’ worth) in a pint bottle, and fill It up with tho Sugar Syrup. This gives you a family supply of tha best cough syrup at a saving of It never spoils. Take a. teaspoon: every one, two or three hours. The effectivenpss of this simple rem edy Is surprising. It seems to taka I’.old instantly, and will usually stop the most obstinate coufrh in 24 hours. It tones up the jaded appetite and Is just laxative enough to be helpful In a cougrh, and has a pleasing' taste. Also excellent for bronchial trouble, throat tickle, Bore lunps and asthma, and an unequaled remedy for whooping' cou^h. This recipe for making coug-h rem edy with Pinex and Sugar Syrup (or straino«d honey) is a prime favorite In thousands of homes in the United States and Canada. The plan has been imitated, though never success fully. If you try it, use only genuina Pinex, which is the most valuable concentrated compound of Norway white pine extract, and is rich in guiaicol and all the natural healing pine elements. Other preparations will not work in this recipe. A guaranty of absolute satisfaction, or money i^romptly refunded, goes with this recipe. Your druggist has Pinex or will get it for you. If not, eond to The Pinex Co., Ft. Wayne, Ind. -I '11. M peace, to all; and why net? The night ' Sol ' he said roughly. “It will never had brought him no sense of personal be that. You are first—you always {loss and he dreamed dreams of great shall bo." • i power and lively “scrapping.” That -Ah: I wanted you to say that. But' tho power was to be another's dimin-j somethiir that made him think he’d . you musn't. And it inusn’t be true. I i^hed the primitive ardor of his gloat-; be in your way if he stayed. Thought d I ( TittMitc'.lly. it I’jijit wolfish pait i.>f my love 1 j ing soul no 'whit. Anoi If the struggle | his coinin’ back'd remind people of nnit^l alwiiys l’i‘;ht ro keep do\^ n—even ' was to be in a great cause—why,! that Henienway business. But when if -even if we must not always be i though a reformer by grace of his j Miss F'linn told him it was me—not i'Pai t. You niusn’t let me be sellisb i chiefs conversion, he still loved fight-j you—was Angel of Charity to them t- lier bath. to|jj> ji}r,oe mo I’ust, if you don't i;ac-! ing for fighting’s sake. | delegates, that changed his mind some. ' Vil',’" '*’ ' I'iliC'i' lilt' when it is right, you can't Bob saw him. With a keen pang j That’s why they sent for me. be true to yourself, you won't be—my ! Eleanor saw Rob come forth from his j “He never says a word while I’m iiian. . . . You are so strong. . dreaming into realitj'. ^ j rough-housin’ him. When I got . . You mustii t come to wealviiess! “It’s Haggin. Soir^ething’s wrong.” through, he says, sharp, “Haggin, through me." j Tho hushed, gentle tone had given { Miws Flinii tells me j ou bribed those “Vet you say you are not good!’’ he j place to the crisp, curt voice of the delegates.’ ‘That’s straight,’ says I. c; i«.(i. ! man oi:' affairs. 1‘What are you goin’ to do about it?’ Tho vlnr-W'paihcd veranda hid! ‘IMoinin’. (iovernor.” (for a year | He never batted an eye—he ain’t a 'f. Tiu • ,l«';;th ..itll ;i- rr it:' bit' rni >t rt'.!.i?s a feeling Mi ; - t ' find tlie h i;l .-It'p y nt.iiJ- . a'’.\Pii hini. : I'.o answer- *■; .-till*’ a niaclain. lie's tlii ill ironj tho world. She went to a I Hasgin. confident in his liege’s inviiici- (iiiiir. fe’l iato it and ’ouri»'d h^n- face ih^id called him nothing but Harsh, drv sobs shook ' "Covernor.’') “Special brand of day W in lar haudr her. ' you ve ordered, eh?” was ht Ipless to comfort her. i dered uncomfortably His eyes wan- toward Bob’s I." v'i,h'. viiii- lu' ; u; ' 4 I, I- ' I’!; vv i •• . . T ;o nhy. .r in c\ .’:‘ V-.1 (. .!-> ;o : .h' 10 'mJI . i i' t ■ .he ■’Ui tOf a.', oiu' undspd to caress. |‘^^^mpanion. he imt out his irpon her hair. tf'-.icl' M'lit liie VI in.'. ‘■I'U’unor:" he hand an.l lot it rest Tiio unrjrcustomed racing through hia muvniured hoarsely. ••V.’hat are you dolag here, Tom?” “?ifiss Fiinn sent me—” “Kathleen! What’s wrong? Is Pat- liek—” roui-jiiisher, Governor. ‘There's just one thing to do,’ he says. An’ we done it!” ^ Haggin straightened up triumphant- "There won’t be so much talk'about that convention business now, I guess. I took him to a reporter an’ he give iinuthcr interview, tailin’ all about i that convention an’ about how you yXaw! Xnthin’s wrong. Every-; rook the blame that belonged to me. She cau'-,hi h.is big hand and p>e^s-; thing’s right. Pat's all right, too, ■ it's a bully story. The reporter got il it to her check. i aia not good. *^'>-cei)l he's in a spliv ^tick whether to , it straight an’ knew how to write it I am ('ul\ weak and sliame!e- s. You '’‘ang critne on his hu/.zum because he';^' v]i. It';; in all the mornin’ papers, hiu.-c ^-iron.i, . . . ov uii-. nu\" , dead, or ily a flag because you’re t’le j liere ic i.s.” He sat dc'v n beside her and took ;-Joss now." ^ j Ho puUed a newspaper from his ’)(;■> 1. 1h r hands in his lirm, strong! i’ob smiled sadly. “We may all beijiocket and flourished it before Bob’s , sorry. Tom.” 'amazed eyes. “I told you, I’d get that • Right!” Haggin answered, sobering I pu])lished straight before I was instantly. “He was a big man. But—| through,’’ he chuckled, you're a bigger.” | “Ami then?” Eleanor suggested. f'ob shook his head. He ttirned toj Ha-gii; had almost forgotten her in i-r:eanor. “Mrs. Gi;'oort, I want to in-jliis intcre^^t in his tale. Nov/ he n^ trcd:icc one of my best friends.” Withirioed tears in her eyes; he "wondered a woman's quick eye for details, she! why. noted his manner as he introduced j “Vv'hen we got back to the house, tiaggin to her, so simple, so frank, j Tvlips Fiinn asiced him. ‘Will vou stay 'virhcut a hint of the patronage many '' • men alYect in similar situaticns. the river—and count the stars and wonder what they all mean, up there —and forget that there is any one in the world—except just wo two—” He caught her closely. “I haven’t kissed you yet—** They had forgotten death. After a time he remembered. She saw that his thoughts were afar off. She wMidered what he was think ing. He was looking into the years ahead, looking with the sure knowledge of the man who has seen the test applied. He saw the struggle, for he knew the enemy. He saw the temptations fought and overcome, for he knew him self at Jast. He saw the ultimate vic tory, for he knew his people. His heart filled with his longing and purpose. He, who had done so little, had re ceived the reward of the faithful ser vant. Hencefgrth he would measure his pervices to the richness of the re ward that was his. She saw his lips move, but no sound fell. She read the words. “Let me serve! Let me serve!” “Ah!” she cried.’' “You are forget ting me already!” He looked down into her eyes and drew her more closely to his heart. She was content. “Let us serve!” The death of Murchell brought to the harassed Interests no relief, neith er did it bring fear to the people of that state. For both knew that, on guard, between them, stood Bob Mc- Adoo. THE END. Start the New Year Right by getting a Monitor Radiator and having a warm home. It’s five ra diating flues give more heat radiation for the amount of fuel consumed than any other stove on earth. 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It was done for me ; * ■' ' • i'ad 1 a"Cfi)ti:d the benefit, r.ut n\\'j ’ ■ •' ' ‘ p-ii le 'ii.n’t Iviiov,- ii.. Nevertheless. 1 ' '.’•'j'' ir t-'od me. They have helped! in ,.t.;r i-,. mx)W f^tronger. at home and j -cr ill;- state. Tiie good peoilc hero.' I djidn’t say nuthin’ fer . . j Avnile. Then heSsLraighterod up an’ ilagfMus hat came Oit awkwardly; Iwiu, ‘If Bob v,ill let me.' These v/ere red face turned purple. his very words. You il let him, won't •m;ia I ■■Th.:i i.^ ■pleased i> meet ye, ma’am.” he .'anaged to stammer, f^ho held out her hand, which Hag- : on, vrovc: nor?” Haggin was A'ery ear nest. “lie’s been up against a tough i game, an I alv.'ays did like him an’ il’.o> i’,a\e t lasted me and strength-1 Ki*' surveyed doubtfully, then!—if yoti’d seen him, you’d know. He’ll l;i a f^'w we-ks 1 am to lie | gingerly into hU ov\’n big fist. ; go to hell s'raight, if you don’t keep '•n-il u'n : lit n.(:..tf(i ;or governor. I can lie .-i. I t'Pink. firear. power bas :i tilaoed in my hands. I am uu- tUr nio.'t sacred cbiigciions to p opu of tl:'=^ state, to .John Dun- •i . > hi-'' V. ho is dead. I can do h. . . . The.u two years I • r'f'd to atone. I have tried to tlio illy :;e]f' .'hut ruled me. I v.An I had sucecpded. And nov/ iin't a preacher, Haggin ■'I um very glad to meet you, Mr. j he’d of him. I Haggin. And I think, from what I've I bur.—'’ heard, you’re a friend worth having.”! Bob held cut his hand. Haggin released her hand and began i took it. TO i'?n iiimse’if vigorously with his der-l Haggin rurned to Eleanor.'#“Didn’t : y. -Ithough the morning was pleas-1 I say he's on the square? He’s my arJly cod. j i.ind o' man!” •'0, we re all glad enough to be his | Then Haggin noted a singular phe- friends, dov. n our way.’ Haggin grin-1 nomenoii. Neither Eleanor nor Bob ned. “It pays. Though,” still fanning] were paying the least attention to his not: V.'^ . . I find I have failed. . , . i vigorously, “that ain't the only reason, i words. They vrere standing, each lost m r^ady, at :• our v.-ord, to forget ev- Ult*'s—he's on the square. There ain’t I in the othei-'s eyes. He shifted un- ryii iiiL h:\\ ?.:y;.e!f . . . but you! I many men I’d say that for—aft’ he | comfortably in his chair, then arose :i ^ lin;l;]or!V;!T A ' n> b;; y may our ^ ..II i e. ii/tliiTiL,? t The grin afraid I .a h \vj' M met f'ti • . . l.i>:ccn! You must know what M'-nccked me out once, too.” 'hat n)eaiis. . . . \\'e must start a Returned. !if‘V liio togeilier. _ The wealth that, “Knocked you out? I'm Mi’.' cheU ha.^ h ti me. I v. ill give to i don’t understand—” Diinnv aue. All tlie knowledge I have | “Put me into the clear.” Haggin de- , , . gained, all the pov. er I have won, all j fined, illustrating by punching himseli iKill. i cant hclij'Tho j)f;\ver that has ’)een given to me, i iigl^tly on the point of the jaw., , . ^ tMirnose n - n.;/ ovn, must bo > “Oh! He hit you? Hard?” ■ " thtov/n a;;id‘. All MurcheH‘s work | “Yes, ma’am,” he answered soberly. will h;-vr g(,no for nothing. .Tohn j "Ife hit me awful hard.’’ He winked . ■ V r>unmeade. left alon*^, will be beaten, i ponderously at Boh. ■i 'Aitli his. l uiiv The iieoiile who have trusted me will! “P>ut he was generous enough to|Flinn said to him, ‘Paul, do you know I-::; h( r eves. helplc: s. I must give these things i forgive me,” Boh smiled. I Mrs. Gilbert is with the Dunmeades u;t b'>fause, I.Nving been weak once, j “I had to. An’I ain’t ever been sor-1 now?’ I was sorry for him". It had I dare r,-)i faco the resi>on.sibility of! vy f^^r it, neither.” Haggin returned j been a tough night fer him an’ he :ikjH»;s in ;)Owcr. ... I would j to his awkward embarrassment. “He’s j v. as tired an’ v/hite as a ghost He bo ^'asy. Jh-. ry nerve in me aches to | been on the square with me always.” 1 seemed to think a bit, then he '^aid If you say the word, I will give! "Sit down, Tom,” Bob commenced, j to me, ‘Tell Bob to tell Mrs. Gilbert 'heso Things for you. . , . And |“And tell us what you came for. | that there is no reason in theWorld-^ ■ '. s steadily, i vill never reproach you, never blame i Please don’t go,” he srid to Eleanor, j none at all—why I should stand be- coughing loudly. ‘ ^ Suess I’ll be goin’. If you’re goin down to see him. Governor, I’ll meet you at the ’leven-forty.” “At the eleven-forty—” Bob mum bled mechanically. “O, yes, of course, :ne eleven-forty. I'll be there, Tom.” “Weil—why, bless me! I nearly forgot. Before I left—I knew you'd want to hear about it all an’ I told em I was comin’ up here. 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Tryon Street. li; (tiled do it wo may ■ ' ^haring > o'irs—aad ti;a; fr nn nr.] aw'iy n. lii !U ’is.' on )ii 111 !ie 11 t:;'’; ‘ i: I III Sl'Uvlv i;. ‘■:iM f Tiii-. will bull 1; y-iii l' > ;‘>11 think la.-.t i! i'.v drr;::;, 1 ij:ivr‘ [ir: vc'l ihnt . I1-. t., , I,. woaiv t n ju"ii 'f ; not. Wt- ra: turt. f'-HV i;it Hf'f n; ; HOW. cowardly Imppinr cU'r.u r-)u! ■ I’lilV, he 1 be r«*ally Ft aiu Hi'lilshness II'- ptiusf d questioningly. While he was Si,: aking. her eyes had not loft hi", shr wjis verj’ white, i “My answer is—I love you!” th^‘ angitish of^ ‘ \nd that means—No?” >-'>d.. tr nrded.; “And that means—No!” as he sj.ol.e. i Tlioir eyes fell away. She leaned Il * ,':ivfMii) honor in her chair and looked out into . Iiow n;>w easy :sr:ue. lf;;lf unconsciotisly, she freed iii> \ >‘\ei \thing j one hand from his clasp and with it Jiapinnoss I raroHsr ,] tiie backs of his hands. He II ' verything watche l the gesture sadly. , i ■''fter a while, “We need each other ne turned 1^0 be strong, don’t we?” she said ' lie gave no answer, n 't 1a* ^ ' , . ' ' ■ ^ afraid,” slie went on, ' 11 t I t me OH ; later, in dreamy, detached phrases, “I I df'ti t Know. ; an) afi-aid to hopo. . . . i have nl- t-.v-* y ai, ways felt that he would return and It Iw v/fak . thought that with his coming every- •u.d I riiiL,,)t be , thill'' w^'.nld be right. '>nt wi rii-isljdaro not hope It " '(uhin't hr- as Is cleat 11 v'f)uld bo a tb'it’ It I •. 1 ' not our It v'ouldnt b^: own. ” i^' found and w ' oM nil 1.1. And his eyes added, “I can’t bear to lose these minutes v/itli you.” Haggin deposited himself in a chair and leaned hack comfortably. “Pretly, ain’t it?” He waved his hand toward the lawn. “You’ll like it v/hen you come here next term.” Then he added casually, “Paul Remington come back last night.” “Paul Remington!” cried two voices. And Haggin suddenly became aware of two white, strained faces turned to ward him. “He has come home,” Bob repeated slowly, dazedly. “How?” Haggin shook his head. “On the bum. Too much—” He executed a gesture that was Intended to indicate the act of taking a drink. “I’ve been afraid of that,” Bob tween her and her happiness. She will understand.' He made mo say it ever again. Tliose was ‘ his verj' words. ‘There is no reason in the v,(Orld why I should stand between her and liappiness.’ ’ Onco ’more Haggin noted that strange forgetfulness of his presence. And if he smiled to himself, at least being soaoething of a gentleman, he did not let the smile appear. After a long moment Bob came to his senses to remark: “Tom, the governor has some very particular, as I have heard. If you will go into the house, tlie butler will attend to your case.” Tom v.ent. Bob turned to her. Through the leaves of the vines a shaft, of spring sunshine fell upon her face and hair. Professional Cards DR. A. D. GLASCOCK OSTEOPATH. Office* Sixtn Floor of Realty BIdg. Hours 9 to 1; and 2 to 4. And by Appointment. Office ’phone 1073. Residence 1037. Consultation B!ree. roclnirriul. no could , ^^’'dd*nly he caught her hands to I’-aur.v ihf're wonlH ''“I'l eovcrcd them with rough, on our^vrs Vowh-^' *.iiow wnat, v\p u,.p not our own. . . . And muttered. “Tell us.” . . . Now I j “Well, last night. Miss 71inn called I But it was not the sunshine" from All at once it | me up an’ told me to co-iie up to the ' above tl^at transfigured her to his eyes. I can’t hear to think of house quick. "When I got there, 11 He reached out and touched her hand found him. Guess I wa^ kind o’ rough | gently, reverently, with him. Asked him what he was “I can’t believe it. . . . It has doing there.” Haggin grinned rueful ly. Miss Flinn told me wlf&re to get off at. Said where should he go but hwm to the peiMd- of thi/.«tau? rllul n «'>nin^ing. 6, everything! . . . fal.-.o happincMs would cri-.plo you be-! cu'.iBe you ’.vould alv nvt; ’ h i’ ' *' bitternns.s and its knowledge that yni hadr't been tnu-iuv^ ‘ ‘ ’ lo yoursflf, how can vf)u h- true to your tru:,t? ... 1 ^vant it—I n(,-Ml You Office 'PhOk,^ 326. Residence 962-JL !• W\ «Ja.mie^on DENTIST, /09 Realty Building, Chariouo, N. C.* Ah! we had to his friends. I guess you’ll back that j low and husky come so soon. . . so little faith. . . “Eleanor! Eleanor!” His voice was up? And to know that strong. . . . And Jt—more than you do. I5ut I—I rare for you too much «-ver tj want yoti have bern {ilways shall bo. “Eleanor! Eleanor!” And wo shall always be together. • . . For always you will know that friends ^Vhllo tlio mmor thot our R^^hnni !e« ^ j i leading. It is trtu* that wo have a . If it Is mis- able, and can comfortably accommodSn Kchool, yet we are comfort every graduate. M.iin ^ situation is assured every graduate. Male stenographers are i^ grSitTemand! Charlotte, N« C. (iBoorporMed.) an d Raleigh, N. & Phone 1530—Job Printing Yes! Go on. “I’m glad o ’that. I His hand fell from hers and his 1 went tij) bravely. I always did like, “I have been newsboy, mill-hand, him—he was such a nervy; good-look- j heeler, grafter—please God, that last in’ CUSH. An’ I always had a notion i at east, is ended! I don’t know what they got him foul on that convention I crime stained my birth. I don’t even bu.'siness somehow.” Bob heard Elea nor draw a quick, gasping breath. Im- pulsively he put out his hand and let it rest on hers for a moment. Hag gin discreetly looked the other way. “He had a kid with him—his sis ter’s—a little girl that—ahem!—that oughtn’t to a’ been born. It seems as he’s been hittin’ it up gay, when he run into his sister. She was sick an’ broke, an’ he took care o’ her till she died. Then he took care o’ the kid a while. An’ then, I guess, he couldn’t stand It no longer, so he brought her over to Miss Flinn.” “Thank God!” breathed Eleano^ “Yes, ma’am,” Haggin agreed po litely. “I didn’t know this till after words. It made me feel sort o’ cheap. I don’t know aa I could a’ come back, if I’d been In the same place an’ con- stitooted the same. He ain’t all piker. Governor. You think so?” “I know he Isn’t, man.” “Guess he intended to stay, if he could square things with you. But on the train he heard some feller say know that I have a right to the name I bear. But—I love you.” “And that is all I want,” she an swered simply. “There is no reason why we should wait, is there—Eleanor?” “There is none. You are all I have in the world—Bob, dear.” As she spoke his name, he thrilled. “You never took a vacation, did you, dear?” “Yes, once. When I was sick.” “O, that doesn’t count, you know. Will you take one this summer—with me? Just one little week—if the cam paign will allow it?” “We’ll make the campaign allow It.” His laugh rang boyishly. “There’s a place I know, in the woods. It is on a river, such a beau tiful river, so cool and clear and deep. The woods are always deliciously fra grant. You sit in your canoe and float and dream a‘ll day long. And at night you light your camp-fire on jthe J water’s edge and sit by it and watch Dr. H. JR. Ray OSTtO^'Al K . . . Ktiuii».’ £B£0 Realty Building. Hours d to. «2; 2 to 5. Phone, Otfice, SaC; H»sldenco 371>J. Ccn»uitatlon ^t O^ce, gratis. We Are Ready | With the largest stock of WATCHES, DIAMONDS and .TEWEI^ ♦ ^ RY that it has ever been our pleasure to show. Two stores de- | ^ Voted exclusively t' Jewelry, Cut Glass and Art Goods, gives u.g one of Y ^ the largest c’ playc of Holiday Goods to be found iii Soutb. A J ^ visit to loth stores from our friends and customers will be appre- | ^ ciated. | I Garabaldij Bruns & Dixoii * I 12 AND 1^ SOUTH TRYON ST. | 1V1« AlcAlichiael ARCrilTfcCT Rooms &U5-&06 Trust Bulldinj^ CHAKuw I i b, t>(. i;. Dr. H. C. Henaerson. Dr. L. I. Qidney. HENDERSON & GlUNii V 0ENT16T& Office, Hunt btdg., N* Tryon su 'Phone 215. expectations sls to the F’na.be Piano cvere even sur- ^ pa,^sed by the reality/^ ^CARRENO WE invite you to experience *'tn^ r^^ality” in the form cf Uprights and Grands nov.? shown at our warerooms. If you are yet unacquainted wit i famous KNABE TONE t ^ F.LBONFOEY ARCHn bCT. Supervision of ConstructioHi OflTce 211 N. Tryon. Room HUGH W. HARRIS ATTORNEY the rippling path of gold it lays along 1 Law Building. C^iarTclt«^ N. !» take the first opportunity when down t to hear its wonderful sweetness and its richness and power* Piano Tone vHU a new meaning for you and you will kno>^ why the KNABE is regarded as the reigoir Queen among pianos. 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The Charlotte Observer (Charlotte, N.C.)
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Feb. 2, 1911, edition 1
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