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The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1895-02-22
could take him and y what they

could take him and y what they
pleased with him.
He never resisted us ant when we
told him to get on a horse he did it.
Worley was tied with his hands be-
hind him and rode in the middle OF the
crowd crowd ofSn on horseback. He never
road, throJ n Bloodtowon to Blood
town gorgeN
Describe," said some one, "how
the hills are here"
THE hills on each hand almost
straight up thousand feet high, a
creek runs bstween, and tne road for
th"ee miles runs through this creek.
Its awful da here in tie night time.
the Bloodtown sSSse we e01ey baitapd paFt tbe os
horses and selected persimmon tree
to hang Worley to. Somebody led the
horse under the tree and tied rope
around Worley's neck. The other end
OF the rope was thrown over strong
limb, and three men caught hold of the
end that hung down and we strung
him up, got on our horses and rode
down the gorge apiece. Worley was
swinging backward and forward when
we left him there to die. The last
man had gotten almost out OF sight of
him when he was seen to knock up
against the tree and wrap his legs
around the trunk. Quick as lightning
he managed to get his hands loose,
united the moose from his neck, and
lighting on his feet, ran faster than any
man ever saw. a yell went up from
the crowd and the men fired ifty shots
at him Us he ran. They nt yer caught
up with him, and that was the last we
saw of him that night"
when Black had completed his
story, there was complete Silence in
the courtroom, the full ghastliness OF
the crime having sunk deep into the
breasts of every one.
The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1895-02-22

dwight l.. Moody, the evangelist,
celebrated his tifty-cighth birthday re.
Gently in San Antonio, Texas. On the
same day his mother, Mrs. Betsey Hol.
ton Moody, celebrated her nincticth
birthday In the house in which she
brought up her children, and in whicn
she has lived sixty-siX years, in East
Northfcld, Mass. She is in good
tn, and supcrintCnds the work OF
her house every day.
The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1895-02-22

1t is said that whcn Geo. du Mau-
rier and the iiarpcrs were ncg0tiat-
ing about "Trilby,' the author d,
clined the publishers offer Of arCyalty.
and decided in the favor OF a lump
sum. This was something handsome.
no doubt but he would probably have
got more on the royalty plan: not less
than S3O,OOO on the sale OF 100 600
copies.
The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1895-02-22

The rice planters are unable to do
anything towards preparing their
lands-espccial!y those who plant in
land ricc-on account of not being able
to drain, too much water.
The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1895-02-22

Gen. James N. Bethune, for many
years owner and manager OF Blind
Tom, has just died in Washington aged
81 years.
The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1895-02-22

More than two years ago a. B.
carpenter OF ST. Louis. stole a kiss
from Mrs. Sarah NJ. Pierce. A Jury
has finally concluded that he owes her
-, 800 for it.
The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1895-02-22
= .tSh Nss'7'' va sIVs -. ~
as as full of electricity as

dcr storm, of which she stood in
-<Loral dread, but she perscvcrcd in her
effort notwithstanding, and in few
weeks could manipulate the instru-
ment so as to receive and send mes
sages as correctly, if not quite as
speedily, as her teacher.
Pleased with her progress, the
brother secured two secondhand in
strumcnts and coil Of wire and put a
line from the house to the station, so
that she might have practice without
having to walk to the Office during
cold weather.
Fearing that the otficious lineman
might object to the instrument on his
end Of the line being in the office,
Jack put it upon one side Of the big,
empty frcightroOm, and here, when
the weather was not too cold, he spent
many Il lonely half hour in convcrsing
with the little sister at home.
One night about the middle of
February, there was terrific thunder
and wind storm. with binding fall
OF rain and hail, a very unusual thing
at that season OF the year. 1t came up
suddenly about II o'clock, after the
west-bOund train had passed and an
hour before the eastern one was due.
Above the roar of the thunder and
window, he heard the clattcr of horses
feet. a moment later there came a
loud knocking ut the outer door.
Thinking they were people from a
distance to wait for the train. he in
quircd, more from habit than from
suspicion who is there ,"
Passengers to take the midnight
tram" was the quick response
We're wet to the skin anG half
frozen"
Without moments hesitation Jack
drew back the heavy bolt and threw
open the door, when in crowded half
dozen rough-lOOking men muflled TO
the ears in furs and woolen comfortcrs.
He was seized by one OF the stall
warts and hurled unccrcmOniOusly to
the floor. Then. while two OF the
number held him down, the others
busled themselves in binding his hands
and feet.
He supposed, of course. that they
would go through his pockets in search
of the key of the safe, but they didu't !:
instead, they carried him into the
frcightrOOm and laid him down against
the side Of the building, with the in
JUNCTION to keep mum. if he valued
his bacon"
His thoughts were interrupted by
one Of the men opening the door and
inquiring:
SIS the train on time, sonny?
st was at 10 o'clock" answered
Jack, and then. with wild hope in his
heart he added; Let me loose and
I'll find out"
" Not much, my hardy responded
the rough. Let you at that Internal
instrument and you'd send the train
through like lightning, and so cheat
Us out Of the pile Of gold we're after"
He understood now why they had
not asked him for the key of the safa.
1t was not the paltry sum that might
be found in the little country depot
they were after. They intended to
rob the train.
He tried to loosen his hands, but in
the darkness he could accomplish
nothing.
Just at that instant an opportunc
flash Of lightning revealed to him the
blessed fact that in their haste his
wouldbc captOrs had failed to draw
the knot on the cord with which his
hands were bound as tight a. they
doubtless intended.
The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1895-02-22
THE PRIVATE LINE.

Jack English was ticket agent, bag
gage master and telegraph operator at
the little station called Ranchman' S
Center. 1t was Il new station, far out
on the prairie, fully half a mile from
the nearest habitation. but, being
situated in the midst Of a wild belt of
excellent grazing country, it already
did more business than many places on
the road boasting Of several hundred
inhabitants.
There were two freight trains day
each way-the through and local, the
latter of which carried the passengers.
Then there were the two accommoda-
tions going in opposite directions, and
the daily express and mail east and
west, which passed through the lonely
place between the hours of 10 and -
at night.
AS the last train-the eastbound eX-
press-passed he locked up the station
and crossed the prairie to the little
cottage half a mile away, where his
mother and sister Lizzie kept q pleas
ant home for him.
Lizzie was a bright, active girl of
fourteen, but with all her intelligence
and industry she was an invcterate
coward. She was afraid of everything,
and often made herself miserable by
imagining danger when none existed.
When he took charge Of the little
'own at the crossing she an
Qetcrm inutiOn of Studvi p
The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1895-02-22
GuruenSeed

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you want seed that will come up and
give you satisfaction. We have them
from one cent a package up.
ONION SETS.
We have the Northern Sets which
are the best and the only ones that
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SEED POTATOES.
We have the best Eastern Potatoes
which are superior to all others. We
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young man. lie s the Ifarlof Pembroke, an his property is very handy foparts of your native Leinsther. You have asay-- port called Wraxford or Waxford, or something that way, haven't you?o
 "Oh, the port an harbour of Wamord is in my kingdom, sure enough" says ould Mac, completely bamboozled by King Henery, who we'll knew the name of the place, for he had the chart of Waxford harbour of by heart.
 '"'You might do great thrade wud the County Pembroke, you know" says the English monarch. "A line of pack ets'ud be sure to pay, an they'd be very handy for yourself when you wanted to run over to see your daughter now an again in Wales. Think it over, Mac" says he, Gan maybe you'd feel inclined to let me lend you helpin hand to re- cover your own, for it goes again my grain to hear of a man bein thrown out of his land by parcel of sthrangers who have no right or title to it" "I accept your mighty kind offer on the spot," says ould Mac. "Eva is dutiful daughter, an she'll be only proud to marry any man I'll pick out for her, an if Lord Glare takes me fancy I'll make bould enough to threspass on your kindness for the loan of them throops. "
 "Don't mention it, cousin," says King Henery. "I feel as if you wor quito an ould friend already. You'll be sure to take fancy to the Earl of Penn broke, for, like yourself, he's powerful built man, an likes to the like is an ould savin.''
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coorse l have no right to meddIe in the matther at all, but if you ax me as a friend I'll feel bound to sacrifcegme feelin's on the sacred althar of friend ship. How many throops would it take, in a friendly way, to get you back your own?'' 4. %-I -..-@ 1
 About 10, GOO men at arms could do the thrick, " answers old Mac. sIeTay
 "Of coorse in friendly way, "7says King Henery. . =.sa pa.a @tsOh, of coorse, ,' says ould Mac, hu- morin the British sovereign. -
 'To tell you the thruth, I don't like meddlin in Irish affairs at all, ;" says King Henery, who was, l needn't tell you, only palaverin ould Mac, for at that very time he held an ordher for the counthry, signed, s'aled and delivered by the pope of Rome himself, an was only waitin for a proper opportunity of cash in the ordher, or, in plain language, of saisin on the Emerald Isle from the cen ther to the say.
 II wouldn't blame you for that, says King Mac, "for you an yours are not too we'll liked in ould Ireland" . ''That's only bekase they don t know us, " sighs King Henery. "But I'll tell you now an idaya that occurs to me. Whats Leinsther, afther all?'
 Whats Leinsther, after all?" roars old Mac, forgettin himself for the min ute.
 'The Lord save usP' says King Henery, crammin his fingers into his ears. "You have a terrible voice alto
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CHAPTER ",

That evenin while the Prince of Bref- ney was at the monsther meetin King Mac dhressed himself up in his best an went out an hired side car to be in readiness at the avenue gates at 9 o'clock.
 Punctual as bailiff, he was undber the princess windy at 9 o'clock, an aft CT fxin his fingers on the holes of the tin whistle an settin his mouth proper ly he started to play, "Home, Sweet Home" the only tune he knew, on the insthrument He hadn't got quite through the first bar when Deyorgi1la's windy was thrown up, an putin her head out of the windy she cried in a hushed voice: "Whisht for the love of heaven, or you'll have wan of the sarv ents out to throw you copper. There's blind tin whistler that plays Home, Sweet Home, regularly here, an they'u be seen to think 'tis him you are."
 "Are you ready, me darlin?" says the king, putin the tin whistle into his pocket. not too we'll plaised Ut the idaya of his bein mistook for blind musician or.
 "I don't know what to say at all," says the princess.
 Don't say anything" says he, "but put on your bonnet an shawl an take sthroll wud me as far as the avenue gates''
 "I'm a pres 'ner here," says she.
 "A what?'' cries the king.
 "A pres'ner," says she. "Tiernan locked me into me room before he went ont"
 "He's a mane scamp" says King Mao, "to do the like.'
 Maybe you'd best come in out of the night air an have your supper?" says the princess.
 Deed an Iwon't, says the king. Me mind is med up about you, an if you put any obstacle in me way I'll not laive you a screed of characther to clothe yourself wud"
 "Would you do that?'' says she.
 "Iwould, says he, eff I was dhriven to it, but where's the use of bein con- thrairy? I know you'd rather be queen If Leinsther than anything else that 8
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CHAPTER VI

King Dermot, who was supposed to be negotiatin wud the Irish kings about some way of sett1in his affairs wud pace an honour, came back to Waxford quick ly. He pretended he'd found great bene- fit to his health in the thrip across to France, but he kept it dark that he'd been colloguin wud the English mon- arch in parlez vous counthry.
 It wasn't long until Dick Glare turned up in Waxford an tux up his quarGhers at King Dermot's house. Just in friendly way he brought fine handful of Norman throops, an ISbegor, the first thing he did was to sack the town of Waxford.
 Faith, Dermot's eyes wor opened then, but he saw there was no use in dhrawin back now. His daughter Eva had fallen in love with Masther Sthrong- bow, as the Earl of Pembroke was nick named, an as Sthrongbow said to him wud 8 laugh:
 You're in for it, Mac, ould boy, an in for penny in for a pound, you know. The Irish kings wouldn't touch you now wud 40 fut pole, so far as negotiatin is consarned-that game ism t to be played any longer. Waxford is in my grip, an all your own people slaugh- thered. Let us join hands, ould boy, an make 8 clean sweep of the counthry be- tween us, beginnin wud the rascally Danes. ' t..
 Begor, King Dermot saw he was fair lX in thrap, an he buried his face in
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"The Lord sGUe aGsP' s0ys Ktng Hencry. gether. What meant is, what's Lein- sther in comparison wud all Ireland?" takin his fingers out of his ears an dhrop- pin his eyes to the ground. <.
 ''I'd rather have it than all the rest of Ireland, '' says King Mac in more raisonab1e voice. s...... z..,.. :.>.-
 ''But why not have it together wud the rest of all Ireland-D Danes settle ments an all?" murmurs Henery.
 ''Is it thryin to hnmbug 1tne you are?'' axes ould Mac.
 ''Not at all, my dear fellow ? says King Henery. "Just let me tell you what's in me mind. You have very handsome daughter, Eva-don't inter- rupt me-" putin up, his hands an liftin his eyes from the ground. esWen, Ikave a very handsome an desarvin friend, an earl. uppose-just for the sake of ar- gument-that yon married your daugh- ther to my earl, he'd be the future king of Leinsther. Then suppose you m your son-in- law thought it would be we'll to collar the whole counthry, I wouldn't mind lendin you the loan of about 10, 900 tEroops- s-in a friendly way, of coorse, 7 Vays he, seein that ould Mao cwas begin Rin to look terribly onaisy. E" An what nd you be axin for the loan of %so many men?'' inquiries King Dermot. a,4 .9 .. Iii ss..fssss s
 :'Nothin, my dear boy, 7 ]. answers King Henery. "A matther of friend ship an principle. Ton might, if you felt inclined laither on, invite me over to have ramble through the counthry. I'm towld there's some fine. scenery an good salmon, fishin in it. itt.s'3s. M
 Don't be talkin, ' says ould Mao, ''but 'tis generosity itself you are An who is this earl-the friend of yours?''
 "DiCk Glare. 1" says he. An elegant
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his hands an moaned, sweet bad luck

p his hands an moaned, Sweet bad luck to you. Gilly O'Rorkep'
 "Come, ould boy, says Sthrongbow, clappin him on the back, "don't sit Qroanin and moanin there, but pluck up courage an let us start out immayjetly for Watherford City an pelt the daylight out of the Danes wud bows an arrows an all the delicacies of the sayson. ''
 'sI suppose may as we'll be hanged for sheep as a lamb, sighs King Der mot, hftin his head, "but don't ever spayke to me of friendship or armed neuthralities again! There is no mis- take, you re murdherin blagyard-the only question is, which of us is the big ger blagyard?'
 "Laive that to posterity,' laughs Sthrongbow. "Come an let us have slap at the Ostmen now, just to keep our hands iD. "
 ''I see therc's no use in my thryin to dhraw back now,'' says King Dermot. ''I'll go wud you, Richard, an when l throw i'll my lot wud man do it like man."
 "That's right. father-in-law, says Sthrongbow.
 "Don't, Richardl'' says the king. "I'm not fit to stand bein father-in- lawed Ly you just yet. An as you are going to marry my daughter let me, as an experienced hand, give you wan piece of adv .ce. Never bolt wud another man s wife; it's onlpcky, believe me. "
 So the pair of warriors discussed plan of campaign there an then an de- cided that the best way to get quietly to Watherford was to march the throops down by night to New Ross, on fut, an to saise ill the mornin on the littlo river steamboat that thradcd between Wather- ford an Ross. They could also collar the burges belongin to the Barrow Navigation company, put the throops aboorl of 'oln, all cover ill the "cargo" wud tarpaulins, an i'll this way they could get right into the heart of Wather ford city before any warnin could raich the ears of the onsuspectin Danes.
 "Laive the rest to me, Mac, ould boy" says Sthrongbow, when the plan pf tho campaign had taken 'em as far as 5he quays of Watherford. eff there's wan thing I lave wakeness for, it's Danes. Gev me good bow an arrow Ill a handful of Ostmen caught in 8 ;hrap. an you never saw natter pincush- ons made in your born days" Gro be continued.)
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CHAPTER V

There was holy desolation all through the connthry when the news was spread of the flight of Devorgilla wud ould Macmurrough.
 Poor O'Rorke took the news very bad ly an could think of nothin but the de- sthruction of the schoundhrel that had run away wud his wife, an of he thrav- eled hot fut to Roderick O'Connor, the king of all Ireland, an laid his case be- fore him. King Rory summoned all the other kings together, an vengeance was vowed against the Ould reprobate men- arch of Leinsther.
 There's no mistake ould Mao was stag gered at the storm he'd raised, but the pluck didn't laive him at vance, an he detarminedto fight the whole of Ireland rather than gev up the girl
 Fight lie did, an licked he wasI His palace was burnt to the ground, an he was banished out of the counthry by good King Rory. ..,
 Devorgilla was sent back to her hus- band a saddher an 8 wiser woman, but poor O'Rorke was heartbroke altogeth- CT an wouldn't receive her at any price,
 
 the rest of her life, she had plenty time to reflect on the folly of ambition an twin souls an on the wickedness of ould men wud gray boards.
 Dermot-beaten, banished, degraded an hated as he was-didn't lose heart in himself. He went to Wales for spell an returned, via Holyhead, wud some corner boys he'd picked up in Wales. He had another struggle then wud the kings of Ireland, an again he was de- fayted, an then they clapped writ on him for $500, the damages that the coort had given the husband of Devorgilla. Ould Mac had to stump up, an then he hooked it to Great Britain again, for he was determined to fight for the recovery of his lost kingdom while health an stren tn remained to him.
 This thrip he didn't spend his time pickin up corner boys, but went sthraight to headquarters for help. It so happened that the king of England, Benery II, was in France, so ould Mac, bein told this in London, thraveled - over by the Belong packet an inthroduced himself to King Henery.
 The king of England purtended he thought the ex-king of Leinsther had been very badly thrated an towld him he'd thry an do somethin to help him in recoverin the province he'd been evicted from. | "Fixity of taynure,'' says King Henery, Sis wan of the great principles I'm in favor of, an as they haven't giv- en you any compensation for disturb ance, Cousin Dermot, I'm inclined to think 'tis case for a little coercion. Of
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For ten years Hon. SamI B. Page. of Haverhill, N. H., has been member and leader in the New Hampshire Legislature, and for twenty-five years has been that state's ablest lawyer and foremost citizen, being recognized throughout New England as most brilliant orator and statesman.
 Everybody knows MT. Page, and when he tells the people everywhere to take Dr. Greene's Nervura blood and nerve remedy to regain their health and strength, when he tells the weak, tired and nervous that this wonderful medicine will make them strong and we'll, all know that he means just what he says that they will be cured if they follow his advice and take, this remedy.
 'I have used Dr. Green4's Nervura blood and nerve remedy" says MT. Page, ''and take pleasure in recOmpending it's. use to all sufferers from any d.'rang' neht or disturbance of the nervous system. It is peculiarly valuable ss a nerve tonic, and can recommend it to all as all ex- cellent tonic for the system"
 Other prominent and well-known peo- pie endorse and recommend Dr. Greenes Nervura blood and nerve remedy as the greatest, best and surest cure ever dis covered. Such famous and distinguished men as Hon. John F. Dever, BostOn's
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 Heed their advice. Use Dr. ,Greene's N rvura blood and nerve r, medy and get well.
 It is not patrnt medicine, but the pre- scription of the most successful living specialist i'll curing nervous and chronic diseas"s. Dr. Greene, of 35 West 14th St., New York City. He has the largest practice in the world, and this grand med ical discovery is the result of his vast ex- perience. The great reputation of Dr. Greene is a guarantee that this medicine will cure, and the fact that he can be consulted by anyone at anytime, free of charge, personally or by letter, gives ab- solute assurance of the beneficial action of this wonderful medicine.
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On the Garden City cement track, at San Jose, Cal, last Thursday, H. Down ing and V. A. Benson, of the Garden City cyclers, rode a mile unpaced, flying start, against time, in 203, which is the worlds record, the former mark having been 2O7. The attempt was under sanc- tion and league rules.
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There is one medicine which every fam fly should be provided with. We refer to Chamberlain's Pain Balm. When it is kept at hand the severe pain of burn or scald may be promptly relieved and the sore healed in much less time than when medicine has to be sent for A sprain may be promptly treated before infiamma- tion sets in, which insures cure in about one-third the time otherwise required. Cuts and bruises should receive immedi- ate attention, before the parts become swollen, and when Chamberlain's Pain Balm is applied it will heal them without matter being formed, and without leaving a scar. A sore throat may be cured in one night. A piece of flannel dampened with this liniment and bound on over the seat of pain, will cure lame back or pain in the side or chest in twenty-fouI hours. It is the most valuable, however, for rheumatism. Persons afflicted with this disease will be delighted with the prompt relief from pain which it affords, and it can be depended upon to effect complete cure. For sale by w. w. LathrOp, Staf- ford Springs; c. L. Phillips, South Cov- entry.