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THE COMMONWEALTH, SCOTLAND NECK, N. C. The Hollow J. E. Woolard Transfer Com'y Cars for Hire, Cars Repaired PHONES Residence No. 45. Office No. 66 Polite Attentien Qnick Service of Her H Pr Georcfe Barr McCutcheon Finn SYNOPSIS. Her hand stole upward and caressed his brown cheek and throat. Tears of joy started in his eyes tears of ex quisite delight. "Good God, Hetty, I I can't do" without you,' he whispered, shaken by his passion. "Nothing can come between us. I must have you always like this." "Che sara, sara," she sighed, like the breath of : the summer wind as it sings in the trees. The minutes passed and neither spoke. His rapt gaze hung upon the glossy crown that pressed against him He could not see her eyes, ask me to tell you, for I cannot. I I bring her home with you?" asked Sara, am so happy in knowing that ypu love as they moved off in the direction of me, and that you still love me after the porch. I have told you how mean and shame- "She seemed to be taking Brandy less I was in deceiving " out for his morning exercise," said he He drew her close and kissed her surlily. "Far be it from me to full on the trembling lips. She gasped Umph!" and closed her eyes, lying like one in Sara repressed the start of surprise, a Bwoon. Soft, moaning sounds came She thought Hetty was alone, from her lips. He could not help feel- "She will bring him in for luncheon, ing a vast pity for her, she was so I suppose," she said carelessly, al- gentle, so miserably hurt by some- though there was a slight contraction thing he could not understand, but of th eyelids. "He is a privileged Knew to De monumental in its power character. U7 to oppress. Challis Wrandall Is found murdered in a road house near New York. Mrs. Wran dall is summoned from the city and iden-i-ries the body. A young woman who ac r'linpanied Wrandall to the inn and sub f .nuently disappeared. is suspected. Mrs. "Wrandall starts back for New York in an auto during a blinding snow storm. (n the way she meets a young woman in thf road who proves to be the woman who killed Wrandall. Feeling that the rirl had done her a service in ridding her of the man who though she loved him l.-eplv. had caused her great sorrow. Mrs. Wrandall determines to shield her and takes her to her own home. Mrs. W randall hears the story of Hetty Cas :lton's life, except that portion that re flail. This and the story of tliP tratredv she forhlds the girl ever to so eentlv ''v -. - . 1 - w I -"v, -st-4. sk)V. DQ1U. X U I -" Tallin III. IIIIViIIHII M 1 1 I I nd surity Se?linoGeof the but somehow he felt they were tightly long silence; "I understand this much, warm. She was alone, and she had tragedy. Mrs. Sara Wrandall and Hetty snui, as ii in pain. at least: you can't talk about it now. been walking rapidly. ?iler ef hu nVr wrandd 1 love He"y- Nothing can Whatever it is, it hurts, and God "Oh, I'm sorry to be so late." she 11 ' ' " - " " - I xa i A . . . I - . and Hetty return to Mew Yonc aiter an maaer, ne wnisperea ai last, xeii Knows i don't want to make it worse apologized, darting a look of anxiety me what it is." for you in this hour when I am so at Sara. "We crew careless -with She lifted her head and gently with- selfishly happy. Time will show us time. Am I shockingly late?" drew herself from his embrace. He the way. It can't be insurmountable. She was shaking hands with Mrs. did not oppose her, noting the serious, Love always triumphs. I only ask Redmond Wrandall as she spoke. Les- almost somber look in her eyes as she you to repeat those three little words, lie and Vivian stood by, rigidly await turned to regard him steadfastly, an and I will be content. Say them." Ing their turn. Neither appeared to unwavering integrity of purpose in "I love you," she murmured. be especially cordial. their depths. "There! . You are mine! Three "What is the passing of an hour. She had made up her mind to tell I little words bind you to me forever, my dear," said the old lady, "to one "I say, Sara," broke in Leslie, "you i begged. "Don't look at me like that! could go up to Bar Harbor with the Williamsons at that time. Tell her about the invitation, Vivie." "It isn't necessary," said Sara cold ly. "I scarcely know the William eons." She hesitated an instant and then went on with sardonic dismay: "They're in trade, you know." "That's nothing against "em," pro tested he. "Awfully jolly people really ripping. Ain't they, Viv?" "I don't know them well enough to say," said Vivian, turning away. "I 'Listen, dearest," he said, after a when Hetty came in, flushed and It was long past the luncheon hour I only know we're all snobs of the worst absence of a year lr. Europe, lesue Wrandall. brother or .nams. manes nim FPlf useful to Sara and becomes greatly interested in Hetty. Sara sees In Les lie's infatuation possibility for revenge on the "Wrandalls and reparation for the wrongs she suffered at the hands of Challis Wrandall by marrying his mur deress into the family. Leslie in com ranv with his friend Brandon Booth, an artist visits Sara at her country place. T eslie confesses to Sara that he is madlv iA 'avp with TIettv. Para arranges with naJnngeeUngethat he has seen him a part of the truth. "Brandon, I am I will wait until the barrier is down, who is young and can spare it? Hetty before. Looking through a port- Hetty Glynn." Then I will take you." 1 did not expect you I mean to arntheP finds0 onV of Hetty. He speaks He started, not so much in surprise "The barrier grows stronger every say. nothing was said about luncheon, to her about it. Hetty declares it must as at the abruptness with which she day," she said, staring out beyond the was there, Sara?" She was in a "vJct"l J , ,r verv much, made the announcement. tree-tops at the scudding clouds. "It Ptty state of confusion. j Pii' Wrandall becomes impatient and "I have been sure of it, dear, from never can be removed' "No," said Leslie, breaking in; "we ?1"TJ "InVrttv at the beginning," he said quietly. "Some day you will tell me every- butted in, that's all. How are you?" vi:ire nt- 13 f-i", k -- - , , . , . tt i i i i .1 , . v,p f!rst opportunity. JViucn to ms rna- iiibu uer tongue was looseu. 1 ne tning i Lic iopcu uer uauu uua uenc over It. fr:n. I'es!lf.Jl " '!T?LS "iVro'nmu1: word3 rushed to her lips. "I was She hesitated long. "Yes, before Sne was regarding him with slightly tuai affection has grown up. tries to per- Hawkright's model for 6ix months. God, Brandon, I will tell you. Not now, dilated eyes. He misinterpreted the Fuade the girl that she should not jet me j D(Sed for all those studies, and for hut some dav. Then vnn will see steady scrutiny. "Oh, it will all neel the big canvas in the academy. It why why I cannot " She could not oa m a day or two ne explained, go r.HiPTPR XI. Continued. was euner tnat or starvation, un. complete the sentence. m8 a ButtUH reuuer, "vn dr. irnnw it don't vou?" he you will hate me you must hate me." "I don't believe there is anvthine w nen aia you return .'' she asked. nnt rn xits ictiu ma uuuu uu ucr nail , a you can ten me tnat win alter my wVi4VvT v v.. 1 . ... 1 - 1 11 1 'Tr,nd knows I don't want you to calm smile on his lips. I can't love feelings toward you." he said firmly. "!8"e never nas any tomorrows, love should herself tragedy prevent her from marrying. me I never meant that you and hate at the same time," he said. "The barrier may be insurmountable, Miss Castleton." explained Vivian 3" she was saying, as if to "There was nothing wrong in what but my love is everlasting." "He alays does tomorrow's wort you did for Hawkrigkt. I am a paint- "i can only thank you, dear, and I suppose it's hopeless," he said er. vou know. I understand. Does love you with all my wretched heart. dumbly, as her voice trailed off in a whisper, "Yes. it is utterly hopeless," she eaid, and she was white to the lips "I I sha'n't say anything more," eaid he. "Of course, I understand hov it is. There's some one else, Only I want you to know that I love you with all my soul, Hetty. I I don't see how I'm going to get on without you. But I I won't distress you. dear." . ' "There isn't anyone else, Brandon," she said in a very low voice. Her fin gers tightened on his in a sort of des peration. "I know what you are think ing. It isn't Leslie. It never can be Leslie." "Then then " he stammered, the blood surging back into his heart "there may be a chance " "No, no!" she cried, almost vehe mently. "I can't let you go on hoping. It is wrong so terribly wrong. You must forget me. You must " He seized her other hand and held them both firmly, masterfully "See here, my look at me, dearest! What is wrong? Tell me! You are unhappy. Don't be afraid to tell me You you do love me?" does Mrs. Wrandall know all this? 'Yes everything. She knows and understands. She is an angel, Bran don, an angel from heaven. But," she burst forth. I am not altogether a work today. That's why he never has any troubles ahead of him." What rot!" exclaimed Leslie. Where is Mr. Booth?" inquired Sara. "Wouldn't he come In. Hettv?" I I didn't think to ask him to stop for luncheon,' she replied, and then hurried off to her room to make You are not pledged to some one else?" "No. "That's all I want to know," he said, with a deep breath. "I thought it sham. I am the daughter of Colonel might he Leslie." Castleton. and I am cousin of all the "Nr. no!" she cried out. and he herself presentable. Mureatrovds the noor relation. It raneht a note of horror in her voice. Hetty was in a state of nervous ex- isn't as if I were the scum of the "Does he know this this cltement aurmg tne luncheon. The earth, is it? I am a Castleton. My thing you can't tell me?" he demand- encounter witn uootn naa not resulted father comes of a noble family. And, ed, a harsh note of jealousy in his L as SUB uu ianciea " wouia. &ne Brandon, the only thing I've ever done voice. in my life that I am really ashamed She looked at him, hurt by his tone Sara knows." she said. "There is of is the deception I practiced on you when you brought that magazine to me and faced me with it. I did not lie to you. I simply let you believe I was not the the person you thought I was. But I deceived you " "No, you did not deceive me," he said gently. "I read the truth in your dear eyes." "There are other things, too. I shall not speak of them, except to repeat that I have not done anything else in my life that 'I should be ashamed of." Her eyes were burning with ear nestness. He could not but understand what she meant; Again he stroked her hair. I am sure of that," he said. "Mv mother was Kittv Glvnn. the tone arew a long Dreatn tnrougn ner actress. My father, a younger son, half-closed lips. Her eyes darkened with pain. AO. 1 aon t love you. un, I am so sorry to have given you " He was almost radiant. "Tell me the truth." he cried triumphantly. "Don't hold anything back, darling. If there is anything troubling you, let fell in love with her. They were mar ried against the wishes of his father, M-ho cut him off. He was in the serv ice, and he was brave enough to stick. They went to one of the South Afri can garrisons, and I was born there. Then to India. Then back to London, where an aunt had died, leaving mv me snoulder it. I can 1 will do any- father auite a comfortable fortune tuing in me woria ior you. Listen: Rllt hls 0id friends would have noth- I know there's a mystery somewhere. in. to do with him. He had lived "She Doesn't Seem Especially Over joyed to See Me." had betrayed herself in a most discon certing manner, and now was more deeply involved than ever before. She had been determined at the outset, she had failed, and now he had claim an incontestable claim against her. She found it difficult to meet Sara's steady, questioning gaze. She wanted to be alone. After luncheon, Leslie drew Sara aside. "I must say she doesn't seem espe cially overjoyed to see me," he growled. "She's as cool as ice." What do you expect, Leslie?" she demanded with some asperity. I can't stand this much longer, Sara," he said. "Don't you see how things are going? She's losing her heart to Booth." "I don't see how we can prevent it." "By gad, I'll have another try at it tonight. I say, has she said anything?" "She pities you," she said, a ma licious joy in her soul. "That's akin to something else, you know." Confound it all, I don't want to be pitied!" Then I'd advise you to defer your 'try' at it," she remarked. "I'm mad about her, Sara. I can't I have felt it about you always. I well ne had made life a hell for my no one else. But you are not to ques- sleep, I can t think, I can t yes, I can have seen it in your eyes, I have al- mother in those frontier Dosts. He de- tion her. I demand it of you." eat. but it doesn't taste right to me. ways sensed it stealing over me when serted us in the end, after he had "I will wait for you to tell me." he 1 ve Just Sot to have it settled. Why, I'm with you this strange, bewilder ing atmosphere of " "Hush! You must not say anything more," she cried out. "I cannot love you. There is nothing more to be said." "But I know it now. You do love me. I could shout it to " The mis- squandered the fortune. My mother said gently made no effort to compel him to pro vide for her or ror me. sne was proud. She was hurt. Today he is in India, still in the service, a mar tinet with a record for bravery on the field of battle that cannot be taken from him, no matter what else CHAPTER XII. people are beginning to notice the change in me. They say all sorts of things. About my liver, and all that sort of thing. I'm going to settle it Sara Wrandall Finds the Truth. touigni. it s Deen neany tnree weens Sara had kept the three Wrandalls now- bne s surely had time to thinK over for luncheon. 1C over; now mucn pester every tning "My dear," said Mrs. Redmond wiU De for ner- and a11 tnat- Sne 8 erable, whipped expression in her eyes may befall I hear from him once or Wrandall, as she stood before Hetty's no fool Sara And do yu know what checked this outburst He was struck twice a year. That is all I can tell portrait at the end of the long living- Vivian's doing this very instant over sort." "Just a minute, Viv," he called out. What does Miss Castleton say about coming?" It was an eager question. Much depended on the reply. ' I haven't asked her," said his sis ter succinctly. "How could I, without first consulting Sara?" "Then you don't intend to ask her?" "Certainly not." After the Wrandalls had departed, Sara took Hetty off to her room. The girl knew what was coming. Hetty," said the older woman, fac ing her after she had closed the door of her boudoir, "what is going on be tween you and Brandon Ecoth? I must have the truth. Are you doing anything foolish?" Foolish? Heaven help me, no! It it is a tragedy," cried Hetty, meet ing her gaze with one of utter despair. "What has happened? Tell me!" "What am I to do, Sara darling? He he has told me that he he " "Loves you?" "Yes." "And you have told him that his love is returned?" "I couldn't help it. I was carried away. I did not mean to let him see that I " "You are such a novice in the busi ness of love," said Sara sneeringly. "You are in the habit of being carried away, I fear." "Oh, Sara!" "You must put a stop to all this at once. How can you think of marry ing him, Hetty Glynn? Send him " "I do not intend to marry him." said the girl, suddenly calm and dignified. "I am. to draw but one conclusion, I suppose," said the other, regarding the girl intently. "What do you mean?" "Is it necessary to ask that ques tion?" The puzzled expression remained in the girl's eyes for a time, and then slowly gave way to one of absolute horror. t how aare you suggest such a thing?" she cried, turning pale, then crimson. "How dare you?" Sara laughed shortly. "Isn't the in ference a natural one? You are for getting yourself." "I understand," said the girl, through pallid lips. Her eyes were dark with pain and misery. "You think I am al together bad." She drooped percept ibly. - "You went to Burton's inn," senten- tiously. "But, Sara, you must believe me I did not know he was married. For God's sake, do me the justice to " "But you went there with him," In sisted the other, her eyes hard as steel. "It doesn't matter whether he was married or free. You went." Hetty threw herself upon her com panion's breast and wound her strong arms about her. "Sara, Sara, you must let me ex plain you must let me tell you every thing. Don't stop me! You have re fused to hear my plea " "And I still refuse;" cried Sara, throwing her off angrily. "Good God, do you think I will listen to you? If you utter another word, I will strangle you!" Hetty shrank back, terrified. Slowly she moved backward in the direction of the door, never taking her eyes from the impassioned face of her protector. "Don't, Sara, please don't!" she I promise I promise. Forgive me! I would not give you an instant's pain for all the world. You would suffer, you would " Sara suddenly put her hands over her eyes. A single moan escaped her lips a hoarse gasp of pain. "Dearest!" cried Hetty, springing to her side. Sara threw her head up and met hur with a cold, repelling look. "Wait!" she commanded. "The time has come when you should know whut is in my mind, and has been for months. It concerns you. I expeot you to marry Leslie Wrandall." Hetty stopped short. "How can you jest with me, Sara?" she cried, suddenly indignant. "I am not jesting," said Sara ler- elly. "You you really mean what you Insurance ! Fire! Life! Accident! Automobile ! We represent the big gest companies in the United States, and the oldest in the world. Hill & Shields. A. B. Hill. J. E. Shields. Scotland Neck, N- C. by it, even dismayed. "My dearest ore, my love," he said, with infinite tenderness, "what is it? Tell me?" He drew her to him. His arm went about her shoulders. The final thrill "Some Day You Will Tell Me Everything?" ecstasy bounded through hie veins. The feel of her! The wonderful, subtle, feminine feel of her! His train reeled in a new and vast whirl of intoxication. She sat there very still and unre sUiing, her hand to her lips, uttering no word, scarcely breathing. He wait fd. He gave her time. After a little while her fingers strayed to the crown of her limp, rakish panama. They &und the single hatpin and drew it O'it. He smiled as he pushed -the hat away and then pressed her dark little h.ad against his breast. Her blue eyes were swimming. "Just this once, just this once.'she murmured with a sob in her voice. i v,s M-ir mr.tv.of fhmn rnnm "I must srv tnat Hranrlon has wio wiuci . years ago. after two years of invalid- succeeded in catching that lovely little her to spend a fortnight over at our ism. During those years I tried to something that makes her so what Place- If she comes well, that means renav her for the sacrifice she had shall I say? so mysterious? Is that e engagement wm ue announceu ai marie in eivine me the education, what I want? The word is as elusive once the" She choked un for a second, as the expression." ara. did not marvel at nis assur ' I . I . .L - - 1 i 1 J 1 nnrl then went hravelv on. "Her old "Subtle is the word you want: ance in me tace oi wuat nau Buu ue- mnner made a nlace for me in one mother." said Vivian, standing beside tore, sne Knew mm too wen. in spite of his companies. I took my mother's Leslie, tall, slim and aristocratic, her of the original rebuff, he was thor- name, Hetty Glynn, and well, for a hands behind her back, her manner ougniy sausnea in nis own mma tnat Reason and a half I was in the chorus, one of absolute indifference. Vivian tietty uastieton wouia not oe sucii a t rnnld not stav there. I could not." was more than handsome: she was tool as to reruse nim tne secona time "It is barely possible. Leslie," she it u n after mv mother's death. I was "There isn't anything subtle about saia, tnat sne may consiaer uranaon fairly well equipped for work as a Hetty .".said Sara, with a laugh. "She's Booth quite as good a catch as you, children's eoverness. so I eneaeed mv- auite insenuous." and infinitely better looking at the spif to " ' Leslie was pulling at his mustache, present moment She stonned in dismav. for he was and frowning slightly.- The sunburn It s this beastly sunburn, he la laughing. on his nose and torenead nad begun memea, ruuuing ms nose gwuuy, umm- And now do vou know what I think to neel off in chappy little flakes. ing nrst oi nis person. An instant of vou. Miss Hettv Glvnn?" he cried. "Ripping likeness, though," was his later ne was tninKing or tne otner " " I i xt ttrrt j. . a seizin? her hands and reeardine her I comment. nail or tne aeciarauon. inatsmbi with a serious, steadfast gleam in his eyes. "You are the pluckiest, sandiest girl I've ever known. You are the kind that heroines are made of. There is nothing in what you've told me that could in the least alter my regard for you, except to increase the love I thought could be no stronger. Will ypu marry me, Hetty?" She jerked her hands away, and held them clenched against her breast, "No! I cannot. It is impossible, Brandon. If I loved you less than I do, I might say yes, but no, it is im possible." His eyes narrowed. A gray shadow crept over his face. "There can be only one obstacle so serious as all that," he said slowly. "You you are already married." "No!' she cried, lifting her pathetic eyes to his. "It i6n't that. Oh, please be good to me! Don't ask me to say anything more. Don't make it hard for me, Brandon. I love you I love you. To be your wife would be the most glorious No, no! I must not even think of it. I must put it out of my mind. There is a barrier, dear est. We cannot surmount it. Don't 'Oh, perfect," said his mother, what I've been afraid of," he said. "I told you what would happen if that portrait nonsense went on forever. It's your fault, Sara." "But I have reason to believe she will not accept him, if it goes so far as that. You are quite safe in that direction." "Gad, I'd hate to risk it," he mut "Really wonderful. It will make Bran don famous." "She's so healthy-looking," said Vivian. "English," remarked Leslie, as if that covered everything. "Nonsense," cried the elder Mrs-. Wrandall, lifting her lorgnette again. "Pure, honest, unmixed blood, that's tered. "I have a feeling she's m love what it is. There is birth in that with him. girl's face." Vivian approached. "Sara, you must "You're always talking about birth, let me have Miss Castleton for the mother," said her son sourly, as he first two weeks in July," she said se- turned away. renely. "It's a good thing to have," said his "I can't do it, Vivian," said the other mother with conviction. promptly. "I can't bear the thought '"It's an easy thing to get in Amer- of being alone in this big old barn ica," said he, pulling out his cigarette of a place. Nice of you to want her, case. but It was then that Sara prevailed upon "Oh, don't be selfish, Sara." cried them to stop for luncheon. "Hetty al- Vivian. wavs takes these lone walks in the "You don't know how much I de- mornine. and she wiil be disappointed pend on her," said Sara. if she finds you haven't waited" "I'd ask you over, too. dear, if there "Oh as for that" becan Leslie and weren't so many others coming, stopped, but he could not have: been don't know where we're going to put more lucid if he had uttered the sen- them. You understand, don't you?"- tence in full - "Perfectly," said her sister-in-law. "Why didn't you pick her up and "But I've been couriin$ on Hetty, 'If You Utter Another Word, I Will-- Strangle Youl" have just said?" The puzzled look gave way to one of revulsion. A greut shudder swept over her. "Leslie Wrandall must pay his brother's debt to you." "My God!" fell from the girl's stiff lips. "You you must be going mad- mad!" Sara laughed softly. "I have meant it almost from the beginning," sje said. "It came to my mind the d jy that Challis was buried. It has nevur been out of it for an instant since thit day. Now you understand." If she expected Hetty to fall into a fit of weeping, to collapse, to plead with her for mercy, she was soon no find herself mistaken. The girl straightened up suddenly and met hjir gaze with one in which there was the fierce determination. Her eyes were steady, her bosom heaved. "And I have loved you so devotedly so blindly," Bhe said, in low tones of 6corn. "You have been hating me all these months while I thought you were loving me. What a fool I have been! I might have known. You couldn't love me." "When Leslie asks you tonight to marry him, you are to say that you will do so," said Sara, betraying no sign of having heard the bitter words. "I sll refuse, Sara," said Hetty, every vestige of color gone from her face. There is an alternative, an nounced the other deliberately. "You will expose me to him? To his family?" "I shall turn you over to them, to let them do what they will with you. If you" go as his wife, the secret is safe. If not, they may have you as you really are, to destroy, to annihi late. Take your choice, my dear." "And you, Sara?" asked the girl qui etly. "What explanation will you have to offer for all these months of protection?" Her companion stared. "Has the prospect no terror for you?" (TO BE CONTINUED.) Frcsi Fflsl v mm qGood prices paid for country produce, eggs and chickens. IGood prices paid for old brass and rubber of all kinds. 9$ All kinds of hydes and skins bought at the highest prices. E. A. ALLSBROOK The Fish Man. FELT SHE HAD BEEN FAMILIAR Horrible Discovery by Mrs. Flint Had Considerably Disturbed Ker Composure. Ellen Terry, the famous English actress, tells this story: "Mrs. Flint came home from a call one day in such a disturbed condition that it was evident that tears were not far in the background. Her hus band gazed at her inquiringly for a moment but she made - haste to ex plain before he could advance any questions. " 'Will, said she, T am so morti fied that I don't know what to do!' "'What's up, little one?' Mr. Flint inquired flippantly. " 'I have just been calling on Mrs. Boutelle. You know her husband. Major Boutelle?' " Voa garden, he heard loud shouts and roars of: 'Murder! Oh, heavens! Help! You're killing me! Murder!' "It was the work of an instant for Lecoq to vault the crumbling fence, tear through the weedy garden, and thunder at the door of the mysterious house. "A young girl appeared. "'What's wanted?' she asked po litely. " T heard dreadful cries and yellV panted Lecoq. 'Tell me what Is wrong!' "The young glil blushed and an swered with an embarrassed air: " 'Well, sir, if you must know, ma's putting a patch on pa's trousers and he's got 'em on.' " Go Deeper for Plumbago. In the plumbago district of Ceylo, the supply near the surface has be practically exhausted, and the min- Well, I just learned today that owners in going aeeper are confronts "Major" isn't his tittle at all. 'Major" is his first name." "'Why, sure it is. I've always known that. What is there so morti fying about itr " 'Nothing,' Mrs. Flint answered, with a groan, 'only that I've been calling him "Major" every time I've met him for the last six years!" Good Reason. William J. Burns, at a banquet in New York, told a number of detective stories. "And then there was Lecoq," said Mr. Burns. "Lecoq, late one night, was pursuing his homeward way when, from a dark, mysterious looklnjt house set in a weed-grown with the water problem, which tho now recognize means the installation of modern machinery, including pow erful pumps. The picturesque will be come a matter of memory, for buckets and hand pumps operated by coolie la bor will be discarded. Plumbago Is the most important mineral export from Ceylon, and more than half of the total output comes to the United States. Each a Law Unto Himself. Men are like trees; each one must put forth the leaf that is created, in him. Education Is only like good cul ture; it changes the sizs but not th sort. H. W. Beeches , NEW TRAIN TO Augusta and Atlanta. Commencing: May 3rd the Atlantic Coast Line will inaugurate through sleeping car service between Wil mington, Florence, Sumter, Augus ta and Atlanta, in connection with the Georgia Railroad. Following is the schedule from Sc.otland Neck in connection with the new service: Lv. Scotland Neck 10:02 a. m. Ar. Florence 7:35 p. m. Lv. Florence 8:00 p. m. Ar. Sumter 9:20 p. m. Ar. Orangeburg 10:35 p. m. Ar. Augusta 1:40 a. m. Ar. Atlanta 6:00 a. m. Passengers may remain in sleeping cars until 7:00 a. m. Returning the train leaves Atlan lanta 8:(0 p. m., Central time; and arrives Florence 9:00 a. m., and Scotland Neck 7:28 p. m., Eastern time. Sleeping cars are operated be tween Wtldon, Rocky Monnt and Florence, in connection with the above service. Connections are made in the Union depot Atlanta with the Dixie Flyer, L leaving there at 8:00 a. m., which is iV l: J a. : j. H- : ; a suiiu irain to omcagu, carrying sleeping, dining and observrtion cars; al&o through sleeping cars to St. Lcuis; and with the South At lantic Limited, leaving at 7:12 a. m.. a solid train to Cincinnati, carrying sleeping and dining cars; also through sleeping cars to Louisville and Indianapolis. Connections are also made in At lanta with the Atlanta & West Point R. R. fyr Montgomery, MobileNew Orleans and the Southwest: with the Southern Ry. for Birmingham, Mem phis and the West and with other diverging lines for points in South Georgia, etc. For reservations, tickets and schedules to any Western destina tion by this new and attractive route by old and reliable lines, apply to Epp L. Brown, Ticket Agent of thr ATLANTIC COAST LINE. Standard Railroad f the South.