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" PAGE SIX. 3 THE GASTOXIA GAZETTE. GASTOXIA IS A BUST TOVTS. .FRIDAY, OCTOBER 10, 1813. Representative Henry George, of New York, who desired to recom tnend several negroes in his district for appointment to Federal offices, railed at the White House to learn President Wilson's attitude on Burn appointments. Mr. Wilson told me New York Representative to ascer tain the sentiment of members or the Senate on that question. Timothy L. Woodruff. former Ileutenant Governor of New York. Republican, was stricken with paral ysis Monday night of last week Just as be had concluded a speech at a political meeting in Carnegie hall, Jew York city. The Leopard's Spots By THOMAS DIXON Copyright 1901 by Poublwlay, Pa A Co. CHAPTER XXIV. WHILE ;;is:on jiml the men were carry i i ; vr I" r; mid Tom to the li'i'.ise. another search) iii; party was formed. There were no woinr.v iul children among them, only visiiired. silent men and a pair of little mild eyed, sharp nosed bloodhounds. All the morning men were coming In from the country and joining this silent army of earchers. Dr. Graham came, looked long and grarely at Klora and turned a sad face toward Tom. i The old soldier grnsed bis arm le fore he ioke. "Now, doctor, wait don't say a word yet I don't want to know the truth. It It's the worst. Don't kill me in a minute. Let me live as long as there's breath In her body after that well, that's the end there's uothin' after thatr The doctor started to speak. ; TVait, pleaded Tom. "let me tell you something. I've leen praying nil night I've seen God face to face. She can't die. lie told me so" : He paused, and his grip on the doe fox's arm relaxed as though he were .boat to faint but be rallied. , The kindly old doctor said gently, Bit down. Tom." lie tried to lead Tom away from the bed, but he held on like a bulldog. The child breathed heavily and moaned. Totn's face brightened. "She's comin so, doctor-thank God:" The doctor paid no more attention to blm and went on with his work as best be could. Tom laid his tear stained face close to hers, and murmured soothingly to ber as he used to when she was a wee baby in his arms: "There, there, honey, it will be all right now! The doctor's here, and he'll do all he can. And what he can't do. God will. The doctor'll save you. God Will save you. He loves you. He loves me. I prayed all night. He beard me. I saw the shlnin' glory of bis face. lie's only tryin' his poor old errant" The broken artery was found and tied and the bleeding stopped. When the wound in her head was dressed. tbe doctor turned to Tom: That wound is bad. but not neces sarily fatal." . "Tlral.se God!" rnlTT . L- - . , a .... iveei me uouse quiet ana aon i lei ber see a strange face when she re gains consciousness." was his parting Injunction. The next morning her breathing was regular, and pulse stronger, but fever ish; and about 7 o'clock she came out of her comatose state and regained con sciousness. She s7oke but once, and apparently at the sound of her own oice immediately went into a convul sion, clinching her little fists, scream ing, and calling to her father for help. When Tom first heard that awful cry and saw her terrified eyes and drawn face he tried to cover his own eyes end stop his ears. Then he gathered the little convulsed body into his arms and crooned Into her ears: There, papy'g baby, don't cry. Tapy's got jwi now. Nothin' can hurt you. There, there, nothin' shall come nigh yon: lie covered her face with tears and kisses, while be whisered and soothed ber to sleep. When the noon train came up from Independence. General Worth arrived. Tom had asked Gas ton to telegraph for him iu his name. Tom eagerly grasped his hand. ."General. I knowed you'd come you're a man to tie to. I never knowed yon to fail me In your life. You're one of the smartest men in the world too. Ton never got us boys in a hole so deep yon didn't pull us out' Wbat can I do for you?" interrupted the general. ,"Ah. now s the worst of :i, general. Fin in water too deep for me. My baby, the last one left on earth, the ppie of my eye, all that holds my old aukfa" body to this woridsne's-about ""-fa-dle! 1 can't fet her. General, yoo must save her for me. 1 want sore doctors. Tbey say there's a great Awtor at Independence. 1 want "em A Tell 'em lti a poor, old, one-legged soldier who's shut nil to pieces nnd lot his wife and all Ills children all but ( this one baby. And I can't lose her! They'll came, if you ask "em" His voice broke. I ll do it. Tom. I'll have them here on a special in three hours, or may!e sooner." ivlutntd the general, pressing his hand and hurrying to the telegraph ollit v. The doctors arrived at .'t o'clock and held a consultation with ir. Graham. They decided tli.it the loss of Mood .i(l hecn so great that the only chance to save her was iu the transfusion of blood. I'll give her the blood. Tom." said Gaston, quietly, removing his coat and baring his arm. The old soldier looked up through grntcful tears. "Next to the general, you're the best friend God ever give me. boy!" The general turned his face away and looked out of the window. The doctors Immediately performed the operation, transfusing blood from Gas ton Into the child. The results did not seem to promise what they had hod. Her fever rose steadily. She became conscious a'-'.'iin and Immediately went into the inot fearful convulsions, breaking the torn artery a second time. .lust as the .m sank behind the blue mountain peaks in the west her heart fluttered and she was dead. Tom sat by the bed for two hours, looking, looking, looking with wide. i staring .eyes at her white, dead face. There v as not a traee of a tear. His mouth was set in a hard, cold way and he never moved or spoke-. The preacher tried to comfort Tom. who stared at him as though he did not recognize him at lirst. and then slowly began: "Go away, preacher. 1 don't want to see or talk to ymi now. It's all a .swin dle and a lie. There is no Coil!" "Tom! Tom!" groaned the preacher. "I tell you I mean it." he continued. "1 don't want any more of God or his heaven. I don't want to see God. For if I should see him, I'd shake my fist in his face and ask him where his j almighty power was when my poor j little baby was screamin' for help while J that damned black least was tearin' : her to pieces! Many and many a time I've praised God when I read the Bible ; there where it said, not a sparrow i falleth to the ground without his j knowledge, and the very hairs of our j head are uuniliercd. Well, where was he when my little bird was tliitterin" her broken, bleedin' wings In the claws of that stinkin' babhoon damn him to everlastin' hell! It's a swindle, I tell you!" The preacher was watching him now with silent pity and tenderness. "What a lie it all is!" Tom related. "Scratch my name off the church roll. I ain't got many more days here, but I won't lie. I'm not a hypocrite. I'm going to meet God cursiif him to his face." The preacher slipcd his arm around the old soldier's neck, and smoothed the tangled hair back from his fore head as he said, brokenly; "Tom, 1 love you. My whole soul is melted in sympathy and pity for you!" I The stricken man looked up into the face of his friend, saw his tears and I felt the warmth of his love flood his heart, and at last he burst Into tears. "Oh, preacher, preacher! you're a pood friend. 1 .know: but I'm done. I I can't live any more! Every minute, day and night. I'll hear them awful screams her n-callin' me for help. I can see her ly in' out there in the woods all night alone, moanin' and bleedin'!" His breast heaved and lie paused as if Iu reverie. And then he sprang up. his face livid and convulsed with vol canic passion, that half strangled him while he shrieked: "Oh! If I only had him here before me now. and God Almighty would give me strength with these hands to tear his breast open and rip his heart out! I could eat it like a wolf !" When they reached the cemetery the next day and the body was about to be lowered into the grave, Tom sud denly spied old I'ticle Reuben Worth leaning on his spade by the edge of the crowd. Uncle Reuben was the gravedigger of the town and the only negro present. "Wait!" said Tom. raising his hand. "Don't put her in that grave. A nigger dug it. I can't stand it." He turned to a group of old soldier comrades standing by and said: "Roys, humor an old broken man once more. You'll dig another grave for me. won't you? It won't take long. The folks can go home that don't want to stay. I ain't got no home to go to now but this graveyard." His comrades filled up the grave that I'ncle Reulx't) had dug and opened a new one on the other side of the graves where slept bis other loved ones. Gaston took Tom to his home and stayed with him several hours, trying to help him. He seemed to have set tied Itito a stupor from which nothing could rouse him. When at length the old man fell asleep. Gaston softly closed the door and returned to his oflice with a heavy heart. As he neared the center of the town he heard a murmur like the distant moaning of the wind In the hush that comes before a storm. It grew louder and louder and became articulate with occasional words"that seemed far sway and unreal. What could it be? lie had never herd such a sound before. Now it became clearer and the mur mur was the tread of a thousand feet and the clatter of horses' hoofs. Not a cry or a shout or a word. Silence and hurrying feet Ah! He knew now. It was the searchers returning, a grim, swaying, voiceless mob with one black figure amid them. They were swarming Into the courthouse square under the big oak. where an informal trial was to be held. He rushed forward to protest ngabis' a lynching. He could Just catch a glimpse of the negro's head (waving back and forth, protesting innocence- !: a singing monotone, as though he were already half !ead. He pushed his way roughly throu the excited crowd to the center, when Hose Norman, the leader, stood with one end of the rope iu bis hand and the other around the negro's neck. The negro turned his head quickly toward the movement made by tl crowd as Gaston pressed forward. It was Pick. Kick recognized him at the same mo meiit. leaped toward him and fell at his feet crying and pleading as he held his feet aiMl legs "Save me. Charlie! 1 nebber dom it! I nebber done it! For Cod's sake. help me! Keep cm off! I ey gwim burn me erlivc!" Gaston turned to the crowd. "Men there's not one among you that loved that old soldier and his girl as I did Rut you must not do this crime. If this negro is guilty, we can prove It in that courthouse, and he will pay the penalty with his life. Give him a fair t rial" "That's a lawver talkin' now!" said a man In the crowd. "We know that tune. Tiie lawyers has things their own way In a courthouse." A murmur of assent mingled with ortths ran through the crowd. "Fair trial! sneered Hose Norman. snatching licU from the ground by tin rope. "I.iok at the black devil's clothes solotched all nvcr wiih her hi Mid. We found him under a shclviu' rock when he'd got bv wadin' up the branch a ijuarter of a mile to fool the dogs. We found his track In the sand some places w here he missed the water, and tracked bin. clear from where we found Flora to the cave he was lying in. Fall trial-hell! We're just waitin' for er can o' oil. You go back and read your law IxMiks we'll tend ter this devil." The messenger came with tl II and the crowd moved forward Hose shouted: "Ihiwn bv Tom Camp's, by his soring: down the spring branch to the Flat Rock, where he killed lier!' On the crowd moved, swaying back and forth, with Gaston In their midst by Pick's side, begging for a fair trial for him. A crowd that hurries and does not shout is a fearful thing. Then is something Inhuman iu its uncanny silence. Gaston's voice sounded strained .'Hid discordant. They puid no tnor atten tlou to his protest than to the chirp of a cricket. They reached the spot v ljere the child's ImmIv had leen found. Tliej tied the screaming, praying negro to a live pine and plied around his body a grfat heap of dead wgod and satu rated it with oil. And then they poured oil on his clothes. Gaston looked around him. begging first one man. then another, to help him fight the crowd and rescue him Not a hand was lifted or a voice raised in protest. I here was not a negro among them. Not only was no negro In that crowd, but there was not a cabin in all that county that would not have given shelter to the brute, though they knew him guilty of the crime charged against him. This was the one terrible fact that paralyzed Gaston's efforts. Hose Norman stepped forward to apply a match and Gaston grasped his arm. "For God's sake. Hose, wait a min ute!" he begged, "poti't disgrace our town, our county, our state and our claims to humanity by this Insane bru tality. A boast wouldn't do this. You wouldn't kill a mad dog or a rattle snake In such a way. If you will kill t It Was Dick. him. shoot him or knock him In the head with a rock don't burn him alive!" Hose glared at him and quietly re marked: "Are you done now? If you are. stand out of the way!" He struck the match and Dick ut tered a scream. As Hose leaned for ward with his match Gaston knocked him down, and a dozen stalwart men were upon him in a moment. "Knock the fool in the head!" one shouted. "Tin his arms behind him!" said an other. Some one quickly pinioned his arms with a cord. He stood in helpless rage and pity, and as be saw the match ap plied, bowed his bead and burst into tears. He looked up at the silent crowd, standing there like voiceless ghosts, with renewed wonder. Under the glare of the light and the tears the crowd seemed to melt Into a great crawling, swaying creature, half reptile, half beast, half dragon, half man. with a thousand legs, and a thou sand eyes, and ten thousand gleaming teeth, aad with no ear to bear and no heart to pity! All they would grant him was the HE - - Mml ' r i HAIR HINTS Worthy the Attention of People Who Wish to Preserve the Hair. Never use a brush or comb touna In public places, they are usually covered with dandruff germs. Shampoo the hair every two weeks with pure soap and water, or a good ready prepared shampoo. Use Parisian Sage every day, rub bing thoroughly into the scalp. This delightful and Invigorating hair tonic, which J. H, Kennedy & Com pany sell in a large 50 cent bottle, is guaranteed to quickly abolish dand ruff to stop hair from falling and scalp from itching or money refund ed. To put life and beauty Into dull, dry of faded hair and mako It soft and fluffy surely use Parisian Sage it is one of the quickest acting hair tonics known. Adv. 3-10 The Southern Brokerage Compa ny is a corporation in Charlotte, Mr. J. A. Glenn, formerly of Gastonta, being one of the principal stock holders. At the annual meeting of the board of trustees of he Methodist Children's Home held in Winstom Salem Tuesday, both the superin tendent. Dr. H. K. Boyer, and tne assistant superintendent, Rev. W. O. Goode, submitted their resignations, which were accepted, to take effect December 1st. Mr. Walter Thomp son, who has been at the head of the Stonewall Jackson Training Scnoot at Concord, was elected to succeed Dr. Boyer as superintendent, while the selection of a successor to Kev. Mr. Goode was deferred until tne November Retting. privilege of gathc ing Dick's ashes and charred bones for burial. The morning fallowing the lynching the preacher hurried to T m Camp's, to see how he was bearing the strain. His v as wide n, 'Mi. the bureau drawers pulled out. ransacked, and some of their coiflcins were lying on the Hour. "Poor old fellow. I'm afraid he's gone craz !" exclaimed the preacher, lie hurried to th cemetery. There he found Tom at li e newly made grave. He had worked through the night and dug the grac open wiih his bare hands and pulled the colliu up out of the ground. He had broken his linger nails all "IT trying to open it. ami his fingers were bleeding. At last he had given up the cfTort to open, the cotlin. sat down beside it. and was arranging her toys he had made for her beside the box. lie had brought a lot of her clothes, a pair of little shoes and stock ings, and a bonnet, and he had placed these out carefully on top of the lid. He was talking to her. The preacher lifted him gently and led him away, a hopeless madman. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Comolete a Manufacture Rack of the KIM HALL is the complete manufacture of the instrument in all its parts In the great factories of the W. W. Kimball Co. This means that the complet ed Kimball piano grand or up right and the player piano, with its wonderful adaptability either manually or pneumati cally are of Kimball manufac ture throughout. The Kimball Plant is devoted to the manufacture of Kimball instruments. It Is a unit made up of parts, each of itself an important industry. From such unrivaled facili ties buyers of Kimball Instru ments are assured of getting the most for their money. One Price To All means that the price tag shows the lowest price at which that instrument can be sold. The Inexperienced and shrewd buy er here obtain the same value. Sold on Partial Pay ment Plan if Desired W.W.Kimball Co. Established 1857 S. W. cor. Wabash Ave. and Jackson Blvd. A. J. Kirby & Co. Gastonia, N. C till Tkmson Our store is now in the height of its glory every department is complete with the season's latest and most fashion able offerings in every line. We have anticipated the wants of our customers and have spared no pains or trouble to stock our big store with the cream of the goods from he great centers of style and fashion. New Silks We have just received a big assort ment of new silks fancy vestings, bro cades, Roman stripes, bulgarians, moire, etc. Prices from $1.50 to $4.00 yer yard. Don't fail to see these. Millinery You will find 'in our millinery depart ment the most fashionable creations in headwear of the season. Our trimmers are experts and can give you just what you want. Now is the time to visit this department and get your new fall hat. Coat Suits In this department you will find a magnificent assortment of coat suits in all the latest styles and fabrics. You should by all means see our coat suits before you buy, THOMSON' MERCANTILE CO. Our Flower Bulb? are Here T0RRENCE DRUG COMPANY. MOX THK e Wide Open 4th Series Opened October 4th Come in before HOME BUILDING AND LOAN ASSOCIATION Office with GASTONIA INSURANCE AND REALTY CO. In Realty Building C. B. ARMSTRONG, President Horses and saddles, hay and oth er feed stuffs Intended for the Mexi can Federal army or the revolution ists, are not munitions of war and may be exported from the United States Into Mexico without restric tion. This decision was given by Assistant Secretary of the Treasury Hamlin in Interpreting of the Presi dent's proclamation of March 4, 1912. forbidding the exportation or munitions of war to Mexico. The latest effort of the govern ment to checlt the present scarcity of beef consists In enlisting the aid of the RedMan to raise cattle for the market. Not only la Commis sioner of Indian Affairs Sells atocK Ing the big Indian reservations witn large herds of fine breeds of beer cattle, bat he is mapping oui plans for Improving and developing all or Mercantile Co, CORNER." the series gets old E. B. BRITTAN, Secretary and Treas. the live stock of the Indians. In many instances the Indian has shown considerable aptitude for handling live stock and in order to encourage him the commissioner has authoriz ed the purchase out of Indian funds of beef cattle herds for a number of reservations. Struck In the head by the hoof of one of the Salisbury fire department horses, Cal Evans, one of the color-, ed drivers, was Instantly killed at Salisbury Tuesday afternoon. He was leading the animal hitched to a dump cart, a wheel of which struck an obstacle causing the cart to tarn over. This caused the horse to throw out his feet to avoid being thrown down and Cal was dealt a death blow In the head.
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