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Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1902-02-12

"Glum" Halleck sat in his usual
attitude on the crumbling stone wall
which separated his land from the
parsonage His shotgun rested care
lessiy between his knees. He was not
hunter-he never hunted; but when
he stunned himself on the wall 1t was
lot prudent for rabbit to rise on its
launches and look at him. He never
fired at birds. They seemed to know
this, and hoped fearlessly above
him among the branches.
Today they were holding carnival
there; the sunshine lay warm on the
wall, the scent Of clover made the air
sweet. There was the road. a-wind-
ing dusty ribbon; beside it the pink
capped sea of clover, and beyond.
flash of blue where the Ohio turned
from the town.
Why did he love the gap, the dusty
country road, the crumbling wall
with its patches of ivy? Perhaps be-
cause these things limited his desires.
Through the gap, years ago, pretty
young bride had walked with him.
Soon she had died and he had been
"Glum" Halleck ever since. He was
a hardworking man. as the village ad-
mitted; but he had his days OF indlf-
ference, when he sat at the gap,
made whistles, shot at marks, and sui
lenly refused to recognize chance
rassers-by.
Today his solitude was broken. The
rafting of a detached bit OF masonry
caused him to turn and behold a. small
girl laboriously clambering to seat
beside him, dragging after her large,
meek cat. She was bareheaded, bare
footed, clad in sober brown. Settling
herself demurely, she drew up the
dangling pussy, and slouched over in
comical imitation of Halleck's
stopped posture.
Hello" he said, "Wbo are you?'
Not a word answered the intruder.
She hugged her cat and stared into
space. Looking more closely, he saw
undried tears on the brown cheeks,
an occasional tremor Of the set mouth.
He spoke more gently: What do you
want, sissy?"
Still she did not reply. Halleck
shrugged his shoulders. "Oh, WELL"
he growled. "Cat got your tongue?
You bother me-better run home"
But she did not run home She sat
there; they sat there together, and
ignored each other. BY and by Hal
leck got down Grossly, and went tow
ard the house. Then the child got
down and followed him. half dragging,
half carrying the cat.
Look here!" he demanded, fierce
ly. "What do you want?"
Terror loosed her tongue. Moth
ing!" she gasped, stirring at him help.
1oeelp L--l
Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1902-02-12
A Fancy Blouse.

The blouse that closes at the back
is d .favorite of fashion, and allows
specially effective trimming. The
smart May Manton model illustrated
is adapted to many materials, both
silk and wool, but as shown is made OF
white satin Sapho with trimming Of
Persian bands.
The foundation OF fitted lining closes
at the centre back, together with the
material. The waist proper is tucked
ut the back in groups which extend
from the shoulders to the waist and
produce a tapering effect The front
is novel and gives the square effect
now 50 fashionable. The tucks at
the centre extend to yoke depth only,
then fall free to form soft folds. but
those at the shoulders are extended
to the waist line, the trimming being
applied between to form the square
neck. The sleeves are in bishop style,
with velvet and Persian banded cuffs,
and at the neck is regulation stock
of velvet over which the trimming is
applied.
10 cut this waist for woman of
medium size, four yards of material
twenty-one inches wide, three yards
twenty-seven inches wide, or four
yards forty-four inches wide will be
required, with two and onc-half yards
of embroidered bands to trim as IL
lustrated.
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most powerful one. An electric
force hundred times greater than at
the ordinary stations is generated
there. Before he left England Signor
N1arconi arranged that the electrician
in charge of the station, which is To-
Gated at Poldhu, should begin sending
signals daily after certain date,
which Marconi was to cable to him
upon perfectins arrangements here.
Marconi arrived at st. Johns in about
two weeks. He selected Signal Hill,
at the entrance to the harbor, as an
experimenting station. and moved his
equipment there. The next Monday
week he cabled to the Poldhu station
orders to begin sending signals at p.
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his hands Shut tightly. Then the pow
er Within the spirit Of darkness which
prompts the trtel word, the brutal
deed, turned him short about and
brought him back to the woman and
the child, still on the grass in a close
embrace.
Yes, she was old, and she wanted
the child, but it did not matter. He
took the little one fiercely by the
shoulder in a grasp that swung her
clear of the protecting arms; and
shaking her, he set her down.
Nov you clear out!" he command
ed. IF ever catch you this side the
gap, Ill"
The threat left all possibilities open.
The little seeker of love fed from be-
fore his face
At a little distance Puff stood on
the defensive, with tail erect and wav-
ing. Halleck flung clod which mar
rowly missed its mark; then he turned
to his mother. She stood in defect
ed attitude. the slow tears running
down her cheekS.
"There!" he said, gruf1y. 81 reckon
that will settle Willetts little game.
If he aims to foist his beautiful plan
of benevolence on to my shoulders |
guess he'll change his mind. shall
report this pauper at headquarters in
the morning, and see if the community
has to be pestered any longer. And
Willett needn't apply to rue when
the church needs money!"
Mrs Halleck did not answer. Long
submission had made revolt impossi-
BILE. She went silently to the kitchen.
and set out the food prepared the day
before. Then she and her son ate to-
gether-still in silence.
1t was always thus, but today a
new element entered in. Each was
subdued by discovery. The woman
had learned that her Davy was coarse
and brutal, and the man had learned
that his mother was old and in need
of love!
Furtively he studied her face and
uS VI Z Inc ny Inc SlSSho iieiN
faded, the brown eyes had lost their
Slaughter, the worn hands their
sdimplcs.
His glance rested on the little chair
in the corner. He remembered day
when she had brought in manikin
nodded of butter and set it on the
liable, pretending to be Indifferent, but
delighting in his delight. Then laugh
ing, she had picked out the Glove eyes
land given them to him, because she
knew his fondness for cloves.
"You shall have the top of his head,
tool" she had cried, buttering slice
of bread. And then the two had
laughed, so foolishly and happily, just
| because they were all the world 10
each other!
Now Halleck drew his shirt-sleeve
roughly across his face. 'It's mortal
hot!" he grumbled. There's storm
| in the air. l don't believe I'd go to
I Sunday-school, mother if "
Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1902-02-12
SILENCE RoiszsuARsHlPs.
The Absence Of Noise Lends Efficiency TO-


the service.
In an address delivered before the
American Medical association at its
last annual session, Passed Assistant
Surgeon ]. A. Guthrie of the United
States navy made some very interest
ing remarks on the subject of Noise
and Nerves." speaking of the great
value of silence on board the modern
man-of-war. He said:
"rn certain land-locked harbors l
have heard the inhabitants complain
inc of tugs and other noisy boats
blowing off their whistles, especially
those known as calliopes. The would
be waggishness, or towhat-purpose de-
sire of these tug captains, deserves
compensation suited to the perpetra-
tor. Have not the cartoonists discov-
cred the tired and irritated visitor
from the provinces racking his brains
in the uproarious city, unable to col,
lect his faculties; and has the father,
night shirtt1 and capped, marching the
colicky infant in the small hours OF
the night, escaped this artists humor-
Gus vein? All these things call to
light the necessity for scientific in
vestigation of useless noise. In few
cities it has been proposed passing ar
ordinance against the ringing Of
church bells-this may to some disturb
the day of rest"-but why not include
in. this an ordinance for week days;
the shouting of street hawkers, the
changing of other varieties of bells, the
steam whistle Of the factory
How much better is the silent signal,
both in war and in peace; take the
popular football game and we find that
the teams under better control are
those who have mastered the silent sig
nails of command. One reason the
modern war vessel is so deadly may
be said to be because it is absolutely
as accurate as floating battery can
be; and is not the cause Of this ac-
curacy due in great measure to the
!. silent commands sent from the coming
tower by the captain to each of his
subordinates, shut off from him and
each other by walls of steel? When
an order is indicated upon dial man.
ipulated by electric transmission one
receives the same in tranquil state
of mind; but if the order is shouted
at him by one, two, three or more in
rapid succession (as of yore), then
there is excuse for confusion"
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.uuSGI W uCt oIiCi
afraid l can't keep her for good" nc
said. "You know what uphill work
i. is for me. But she is SO little and
helpless, surely some of you can save
her from the poorhouse-some of you
childless ones! Think it over and see
what you can do. In the meantime I'll
give her her bowl of porridge. y
But Rosy did not take kindly to the
porridge or to the parsonage. There
were children there who stared at
her and teased her cat. From the
gate she could see Halleck on the
wall, and in her childish way she had
gone to sit beside him.
$50 you are Rosy" he said. What
are you aiming to do with yourself,
any way? What business had you to
be born, without dollar anead to
grow up on? The parson don't want
you, and the big ones don't want you,
and l don't want you. What are you
aiming to do with yourself?"
Rosy looked down. The sparkle in
here eyes suggested intelligence, de-
spite the slow-moving tongue.
1.-The old lady has supper about
ready he added. did you want to
visit me?"
Without a moments hesitation, the
plump, brown fingers clasped his. So
in solemn silence they entered the
kitchen.
There the religion of cleanliness
made itself felt. Rosy sat down con-
tentedly in the chair that Halleck had
used as small boy, the pride of his
mothers heart 1t had never been
removed from It's favored corner.
Now as his mother turned from the
stove, her tired face paled. Why
she faltered. why, who is this,
Davy?"
He tried to frown. Its that bit
OF a youngster-the Artwell kid. She
has-sort of adopted me-"
A moment Mrs. Halleck hesitated;
then she stopped to the tacituIn ba-
Ey. Poor thing" she said, impulsive-
ly. Poor little thlng.
Supper was eaten in the usual sill
ence-cheerful conversation had per-
ished with that young life that failed.
Artwell's Rosy ate her bread and but
ter in the old high chair by his moth
er's side, blue mug and painted
plate before her. 1t was on his lips
TO ask for what reason these relics
were resurrected. hut he held his
peace. Still he looked at them curl
ously, something tugging at his heart;
and at times it was a chubby, flaXen-
haired boy he saw in place of the
stoical baby.
After supper the quiet little guest
played on the floor. while Mrs. Hal
leck "tidied up" TIE child gathered
about her sundry little odds and ends
and constructed a playhouse. Then
she began to whisper to herself, and
once she laughcd--a natural, sponta-
neous, quickly suppressed outburst
When the lingering sun had quite
dropped behind the parsonage hill
and the frogs began to croak in the
marshes, Halleck raised h..:j head.
Here. you!" he said, surlily. Get
your cat and start"
Rosy got up, Gismayed. The bits
Of broken crockcry tumbled from her
lap. and in the darkenins brown eyes
silent tears gathered
20, Davy," Mrs. Halleck remon-
strated, don't frighien her 1t is get
ting dark nov. Como. mother will
20 piece with you. Get your kitty,
cosy"
She obeyed silently. pulling the cat
ON under the stove by the tail. The
Il offered no resistance, but pressed
Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1902-02-12
Life is like walking through Paradise

Life is like walking through Paradise
with peas in your shoes.
To live in the past is to have re-
grets; to live in the present, pain; TO
live in the future, hope.
AS we grow old every house, every
tree. and even every tlagstone that is
familiar becomes monument to some
memory.
The ambitious live TO leave track
behind them, a track which is like
that of a steamer on the sea, pass
ing mark, upon the waters.
He that writes for tomorrow will
seldom be understood today; he that
writes for today will seldom be under
stood tomorrow.-London Truth.
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- y
You were always pretty child, Davy.
Folks don't dress little boys that way
now, but I think they used to lock
natural and wholesome-like."
"You made the stuff yourself" he
said. 81 watched you. You've worked
pretty hard in your day, guess. You
don't feel any too timber these times,
either. If Min had lived"
He stopped, and she looked blindly
into her plate, trembling. When life
is almost done, all one ASKS is that
its service be remembered. He was
remembering! Out of sorrow and
loneliness sprang sudden joy. The
faded cheeks blossomed anew, the
sacred fire rekindled in her eyes.
Don't hurry your dinner" How
gently he spoke! "I'll just step out
and see that things are snug. We're
going to have a regular pour-down!
We'll-why, good evenin. Mis- Will
lett! Come in! The storm is on u.s."
Little Mrs. Willett fluttered in, as if
blown by the gale. Her face was
troubled and anxious.
"Well, the land!" Mrs. Halleck
pushed her neighbor into chair.
Who'd have thought of seein' you in
the teeth of storm?"
~ was so uneasy had to come" :"
Sac - visitor Its that dreadful
baby! She mt at the parsonage, and
supposed she mad run away again,
but l wasn't sure. If anything were
to happen to the little thing"
Halleck paused in the doorway.
mot at your house? l started her
back an nour ago."
"She didn't come"
A curious pallor crept over the
mans face. He shut his lips together.
"Tll look after her." he said. stay
here with mother. Mis- Willett.
He went headlong down the path,
looking right and left as he ran. For
the first time since his wife's death,
he found himself praying: MY God,
help me find the baby"
At the parsonage the children were
securing the premises unsuccessfully,
their fathers absence adding to the
general dsmay. Back Halleck hur'
ried, still praying: Help me, my
God, help mel"
Turning his face to the wind, he
Started for TIE cemetery. perhaps
the little outcast had remembered her
fathers burial. Breathlessly he fol-
lowed his hearts leading, until ne
stumbled over an object at his wife's
grave-stumbled and fell to his knees.
The object got up, holding desper-
ately to a frightened cat that claWed
and struggled
Don't whip mel" the object plead
ed. I'm Rosy"
81 won't" said Halleck, taking her
and the cat in his arms and soothine
them as the storm burst. Don't De
afraid. either of you. III be good
Minnie-I'll be like you! Don't cry
Rosy! Put your arms tight around
fathers neck-that way. Be still, kit
ty! There-close, it will be over soon
Father will take care of you.
In the clearing shower they came
dripping into the immaculate kitchen
"Hello!" called Halleck, cheeriiy
depositing his burden on the table
Here she is, all right, and the cats
done swearing Not hurt a bit
Haven't you got some Of my old dud'
to put on her. mother? Tell Mr.. VII
lett he needn't bother any more; rVt
I decided to keep the youngster. She'
yours, mother; coddlc her all yol
want to. And" he laughed. as he shu
the door, 81 guess the cat can stay
too!"-Youth's Companion.
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HUMOROUS.

The lawyers version: MY clients
may they always be right; but-my
clients, right or wrong!"
Hoax-Well, there's one thing that
can't stand prosperity. Joax-Whats
that? HoaX-Hard times.
Hook -Queerly is always doing
something odd. Nye-What's he doing
now? Hook-He isn't writing book.
Sillicus-I don't believe you have any
aim in life. Cynicus-Oh, yes, l have.
My aim is to live near people who live
= glass houses.
Nell-Did you ever see really good
man? Belle-Lots OF them; but some
other girl had always seen them first.
They were all married.
Tommy Pop. what is remorse:
Tommy's Pop-Remorse, my son, is
what we think other people ought to
ieel for their wrong-doings.
Wigwag- did you move? Sour
grapes-I couldn't stand the neighbor-
hood Wigwag-Well, they tell me it
has improved wonderfully since you
moved away.
Now" said the judge in conclu-
sion, "have you anything to offer the
court before sentence is pronounced?"
NO" replied the prisoner. Il gave
my last cent to my lawyer"
Miss Gusch-Poetry, of course, comes
natural 10 you. l suppose it's really
''the breath to your nostrils." Rimer
Just about that substantial. 1t GER
tainly isn't the food to my stomach.
They tell me-" remarked the man
with the furrowed brow, that you bar
bers are very proficient in the study
of physiognomy." That's right" re-
piled the barber; I'VE can generally
size up a man by his mug"
Mr.. Goodman-Your little playmate
seems sad Willie-Yes, sir. He had
ter stay home from school yistid'y-.
'The idea! And he's sad on that ac-
count?" mo, sir; it's because he had
ter come back ter school terday."
81 put up a good joke on Barker
last night" Did you?" "Yes; I told
him my wife was out of town, and
that if he would come down I'd chow
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s1asca>maRco,N1.

M. daily and to continue them until &
D. m, these hours being respectively
11.3O a. m. and 2.30 p. M, st. Johns
time.
During these hours on the following
Wednesday Signor Marconi elevated 4
kite, with the wire by means OF which
signals are sent or received. He re-
mained at the recorder attached to the
receiving apparatus, and, to his pro-
found satisfaction, signals were re-
ceived by him Mt intervals, according
to the program arranged previously
with the operator at Poldhu. These
signals consisted Of the repetition at
intervals Of the letter 49," which in
Marconis code is made by three dots
or quick strokes. This signal was re-
peated so frequently and so perfectly
in accord with the detailed plan ar
fanged to provide safeguards against
the possibility of mistake that Signor
Marconi was satisfied that it was
genuine transmission from England
Again on Thursday, during the same
Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1902-02-12
A FAvORITE BLOUSE.

many materials, but in the original IS
made of pale blue cashmere, Wltn
collar of blue silk and trimming Oh
black velvet ribbon.
The waist portion is laid in DoA
pleats and is arranged over body
lining. The skirt also is laid in Dox
plears; but wider than those OF the
waist, and is joined to the lower edge
OF the body portion, the seam being
concealed by the sash. At the neck IS
Il becoming pointed collar that flares
apart at both front and back. The
sleeves are short and form full pufts
;hat are gathered into bands. Ihe
closing is effected invisibly beneath
the centre box pleat at the back.
When desired the flock can be worn
over q guimpe, thus making the high
neck with long sleeves.
To cut this dress for child OF six
years Of age. six yards OF material
twcnty-one inches wide, four and one
half yards twenty-seven inches wide,
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say Mrs. WHEEL 10 relJ u....-~J --~--
YOU"
Mrs. Willett was not uneasy; she
had not missed the child. She had
seven children of her own, and mani
fold duties to perform. Taking the
truant in charge, she child her.
You mustn't run off, Rosy!" she
said. "You might get lost; something
dreadful might happen to you" Then
turning to Mrs. Halleck, she added,
"Mr. Willett will have to turn her
over to the town. l don't think any
one here wants her. He should have
done so in the first place-but there!
You know Mr.. Willett I should
think" and the minister's wife
looked wistful-"you might find her
company"
Mrs. Halleck flushed painfully.
"Davy doesn't like children" she fall
tered. "It's-it's quite out Of the
question! And I must beg you not to
let her bother him any more
Mrs. Willett sighed. "Ill try not to.
I'll watch her. And something shall
be done for her at once. suppose
she can be put in the poorhouse-but
it is too bad!"
"Yes, it is too bad," Mrs. Holleck adj
mitted. In her heart she kne" i was
very bad. She was desperately lonely
sometimes. The gruff, harsh,, selfish
man, who seldom spoke save to give
commands, was not the son of whom
she had dreamed.
81 declared" she said, rising hur-
riedly. "'I shall be late at meeting,
and I'm OBTAINING you. Good-by.
hope you'll-do something for the lit
tie one Good-by, Rosy You mustnt t
come back to my house any more
mind"
After the service Mrs. Halleck
started home by way of the gap.
There she came upon her son and
Rosy and the cat.
Well" said Halleck, angrily, "she's
come back! l haven't spoke to her
You can. You can tell her to light
out"
Rosy got down obediently at a mo-
ton from her friend. Her little face
shouldn't she sit on the wall with the
man and watch the crows? Why
should he De angry and stamp his foot
at her? She laid hold of Mrs. Hal
leck's dress, and kept close to her on
NOV tn tho hOnCa
Il told you not to come back" Mrs
Halleck SAID, when they were alone
Didn't l. Rosy?"
"You are a troublesome baby. And
if you don't mind what is said, they
will send you off to the poorhouse."
Without warning, down went Rosy
on the grass, and the walls of broken
hearted childhood rent the air.
Mrs. Halleck stood above her, per
picked.
Rosy" she said. presently; Rosy
Yes, maam," sobbed the stricken
child.
What do you want of us?"
81 want to love you," came the an
swer.
Mrs. FIalleck sat down on the grass
took the child in her lap and rocked
silently to and fro. Just then hel
son passed, unnoticed. Something II
the sight checked his irritated steps
something in the droop of the thir
arms, the faded cheek against tht
round, tinted tear-stained one. A worlt
of helpless loneliness expressed itsel
in the posture.
willy, she's old!" he thought. "Ant
she's coddling the child; she wants
to keep it."
He walked on to the clump of lilac
near the door. His brows were knit