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The Pageland journal. [volume] (Pageland, S.C.) 1911-1978, 1915-12-29
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Waxhaw Enterprise.

Waxhaw Enterprise.
Mr.. ]. E. Petty, VINO recently
moved his family from Wedding.
ton 10 the ]. E. Austin place near
Rehoboth. brought to this office
one day recently firearm that
was some gun" The barrel is
six feet four inches long. The
bore is nearly as large as a half
dollar. The whole thing weighs
about II pounds and it was
doubtless intended to shoot ele-
plants with. 1t was formerly of
the flint-lock variety but many
years ago Mr.. Petty had it chang.
ed to the then more modern
percussion cap system. On the
barrel are some letters which
pertain no doubt to the manufac
turer. We could ascertain moth
ing definite as to the age of the
weapon. but there is pretty well
authenticated evidence that it is
more than 200 years old. 1t was
formerly the property of Mrs.
Petty's great-great-grandfather
and has been handed down from
generation TO generation.
The Pageland journal. [volume] (Pageland, S.C.) 1911-1978, 1915-12-29
REASONABLE CARE FOR SHEEP
Host OF Success With Flock Lies With
inerease-Pastures Help Out
Feeding Problem.

To make the most Of sheep one
must give them reasonable care at
past. Most Of the profit lies In the
success with the increase, and II they
are allowed to 60 through the summer
in poor. scrawny condition, 1t will take
nore feed to finish them in the fall,
pd the ones that are kept for breed
ing stock will be unit to start into the
winter.
Our green pastures will help us out
greatly In feeding them, and in the
mll we will have our green corn and
Perhaps sorghum to feed, but no mat
TER how plentiful the feed, we should
not fail to supply them with plenty Of
dean water.
The Pageland journal. [volume] (Pageland, S.C.) 1911-1978, 1915-12-29
McBEE ITEMS

We had quite an excitablc
time here Christmas night when
the residence of ]. H. Lawrence
was t0Iahy u:slT0y cd by fifs:
The occupants were all asleen
when the the alarm of fire was
given. and The fire had gained
such headway it was impossible
to save any of the contents. The
residence including furniture
was partially covered by insur-
ance.
MIR. and Mrs. James Lucas of
Bethune visited relatives here
this week.
Mr.. and Mrs. julie Jenkins OF
Jefferson visited relatives here
Christmas.
Mrs. Sallie Rawlings has re.
turned to her home at Jefferson
after spending some time here
as the guest of her daughter,
Mrs. J. E. Middleton.
Miss Katie Lou Holder of Co.
ker College is spending the holi-
days with her parents here.
Miss Edith Curtice and little
sister left Friday to spend the
holidays with relatives in North
Carolina.
MIR. and Mrs. Lawrence Reed
of Cheraw, are guest of the lat
tiers parents, Mr.. and Mrs. K. b.
King.
Mr.. and Mrs. w. NJ. Phifer and
Master Joe are the guests of rcla-
'fives in Anderson.
Miss Stevens of North Caro-.
lima is the guest of her brother,
Mr.. Luke Stevens.
The Pageland journal. [volume] (Pageland, S.C.) 1911-1978, 1915-12-29
ONE WAY TO MAKE DECISION
IL Certainly Differs Widely From Mod.
ern Method Of AIl-Round
Snap Judgment

My practice has always been, and
l heartily recommend it, no matter
/ how long or how carefully ever
have been chewing the cud Of reAec-
tion, never to adopt final determi-
nation without shutting myself up in
. room for an hour OF two, and then,
with all the might and intellectual
force which I was capable Of eIcit-
ing, digging down into tsthe very
depths and remotest crannies Of the
/, problem, until the process had
evolved clear and distinct in my
mind's eye conclusion as sharp and
cleanly cut as the facets of q dia-
mond. Nor, whepfonce this conclu-
sion was arrived at have / ever al
lowed myself to yeconsider the mat
ter, unless some new element affect
ing the question, hitherto unnoticed
and unknown, should be disclosed ;
for if ono is wsak enough to get into
the habit Of going back on ones de-
cision, the chances are that your fac
ulties, being no longer so alert as
when you originally took the matter
into consideration, some one factor
in the case acquires, according to the
transitory mood or temper of your
mind at that particular moment, a
predominance and an Importance
which does not belong to it, and in
this way you are led into change of
opinion which in all probability
turns out to be . wrong one.-Ldrd
Dufferin.
The Pageland journal. [volume] (Pageland, S.C.) 1911-1978, 1915-12-29
PARIsIAN EASTER EGGS.

Three years ago the city of Paris
presented the car with a wonderful
Easter egg. 1t was incrusted with
precious stones and rested on a
cushion of the finest silk. The egg
was surmounted by a golden crown,
in which was an almost invisible but
ton. When the button was pressed
the egg flew open and revealed a
charming portrait of the czarina.
The Pageland journal. [volume] (Pageland, S.C.) 1911-1978, 1915-12-29
Shooting at Fish Fry Near
Heath Springs.

Lancaster News.
The inhabitants OF the Van.
ghn section, about two miles
north Of Heath Springs. were
RECALLED Tuesday night with the
music of about $50 pistol shots
fired by negroes who were pull
ing off "fish fry" Curlcy
Crockett, one Of the victims,
who was shot in the abdomen, is
not expected TO live; Lewis Roll
ings was also shot. He and Sam
Reeves, Leroy Perry and Robert
Perry have been lodged in iail,
Sheriff Hunter sW0re ONi jho
warrants,
The Pageland journal. [volume] (Pageland, S.C.) 1911-1978, 1915-12-29
Old Folks in Union

Monroe Enquirer
There is in this county one
survivor of the Mexican war, Mr..
J. M. Sweat, of Buford township.
He draws pension of $50 a
month. The widow of MIR. c..
.. Lemmond and the widow of
Mr. Fletcher Ray both live in
Vance township and draw SIP
each aSmonth as pension of wild
ows of Mexican war soldiers.
The Pageland journal. [volume] (Pageland, S.C.) 1911-1978, 1915-12-29
Choice leIcesters,

from dung being lodged in the wool,
1t Is well to clip this soiled wool of
before they are loaded. This should
De done because the close crowding in
the car causes the sheep that are foul
10 soil the sides OF those that are
clean. There are also other reasons
Tor Clipping away this soiled wool. It
detracts from the appearance of the
animals and from their value when
considerable in amount.
The Pageland journal. [volume] (Pageland, S.C.) 1911-1978, 1915-12-29
Men Who Marin A Town.

Men Who Iarm A Town.
Highway Standard
l. Those Who oppose i'm.
provements.
2. Those who ''knock" strang.
ers and who 'knock" the town
to Strangers.
5. Those who show hospital.
Iity to no ole.
4. Tbose who hate to see
|other succeed.
Those who distrust public.
|spirited men.
s. Those who oppose every
movement which does not orig.
mate with themselves.
Z. Those who. oppose every
enterprise that does not appear
to benefit themselves.
8. Those who enjoy the ben.
efits that come from the work
of public-spirited. broad-minded
men, but who give nothing but
criticism in return.
1t is a splendid thing to be q
part of a wide-awake city. It is
a splendid thing to know that
your own strength is infinitely
multiplied by the strength OF
other men who love their town
as you do. 1t is a splendid thing
to feel that the wholesome blood
of a community can be united
in common purposes. and that
by frankly looking one another
in the face and taking counsel
with one another preiudices will
drop away. handsome undertak.
ings will rise, a universal spirit
|of service will be engendered,
and that with this increasing
sense of community purpose will
come a vastly enhanced lndivid
ual power Of achievement; for
we will be lifted by the whole
g seAlst y 9 aaslisa &
The Pageland journal. [volume] (Pageland, S.C.) 1911-1978, 1915-12-29

"What caution was that your ia
ther gave you with your bundle of
fireworks
"He told me to remember that fin
aers AFa aomething one qhapld eIways
sssp M haaA" 49,
The Pageland journal. [volume] (Pageland, S.C.) 1911-1978, 1915-12-29
PURE MEANNEsS.

"He thinks women should pro-
pose."
"But what difference does it make
to him, he is already married?"
Perhaps it can be accounted for
on the principle that misery loves
COMPANY"
The Pageland journal. [volume] (Pageland, S.C.) 1911-1978, 1915-12-29
CAUSE AND EFFECT,

"Mrs. Dubwaite seems to think
tho suffrage rally was a big success"
VI shouldn't wonder. shs was the
hsshaFeHsea woman here
The Pageland journal. [volume] (Pageland, S.C.) 1911-1978, 1915-12-29
ITS TROUBLE.

"The infant industry James start
ed seemed to languish."
"Yes; it appeared to have infant
paralysis"
The Pageland journal. [volume] (Pageland, S.C.) 1911-1978, 1915-12-29
AutomobileN Given to Horace
Moore

AutomobileN Given to Horace
Moore
The friends of Chief Horace
Moore, of Charlotte, gave him a
handsome 6.cylinder Buick road
ster as christmas present. Mr..
HI. A. Murrill made the presen-
tation speech and said aznOng
other things:
Horace" said Mr.. Murrill,
heretofore when I have faced
you in this temple of justice Z
have been on the mourner1
bench and you have towereI
above me in all your gold 16ee
and official dignity while wait-
ed sentence from the cSdrt for
driving too fast or for passing a
street car which had Stopped to
discharge passengers.
'But, my friend. it is a short
alley that has no automobile
without a Tail light burning and
the tables are turned. While
yQRt>se not waiting in fear and
trembling for sentence you are
here to receive at nv hands
from your officers and friends a
token of their esteem and friend
ship which you justly merit for
your actions as q man and an
officer.
d Twice today you have ap-
peared before an audience in
this hall of justice. This morn
ing, and many other mornings,
no doubt, your official duty was
disagreeable and caused you
more than one heartache.
This evening. I feel sure, will
be remembered only with
pleasure and your heart may
well beat with pride when it is
recalled. l.
"A polIceman's life is hard,
disagreeable and dangerous aad
as his official duty often makes
anh unp< sa:ar he 81 Il
and CLEAN carefully for those
personal friendships which make
life worth living.
"As a child the policeman IS
the boog-a-boo that quells the
passionate outbreak of un-
governed temper. AS we grow
older even though inclined to
travel the straight and narrow
path, the policeman is still a
menace. Only when we have
arrived at the age of discretion
and sound judgment do we
recognize the policeman as the
guardian of our homes, our per-
son and our property.
In you are combined person
al characteristic and official
ability which have won for you
close personal friendship and the
confidence and admiration of
the citizens of Charlotte.
You have surrounded your
self with competent and loyal
men and the entire police force
is on higher plane of efficiency
than it has ever been. You
have a force of men that love
you and will fight with you and
for you.
For the work you have done,
and the man that you are. ham
requested by your friends and
officers to present you with d
memento which we trust will
be a personal Joy and an aid in
your work--a six.cylinder
Buick"
Mr.. Moore accepted the gift
IN a neat speech in which he ex.
pressed his great appreciation of
the car both for its high intrinsic
value and because II indicated
that he had sincere friends
than which there is in life, he
said, no more priceless asset
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ing to her. She transcribed it with beating heart:
 o. K. Coming.
 The guard swung open the wicket in front of Quests cell.
 "Young woman to see you, Quest, !" he announced. Ten minutes, and no loud talking, please"
 Quest moved to the bars. It was Laura who stood there. She wasted very little time in preliminaries. Hav- ing satisfied herself that tho guard was out of hearing, she leaned as close as she could to Quest.
 Look here," she said, 'Lenora's crazy with the idea that Craig has done these jobs-Craig, the profess sor's servant, you know. We used the phototelesme yesterday afternoon and saw him burn something in the pro- fessor's study. Lenora went up straight away and got hold of the ashes"
 Smart girl" Quest murmured, nod ding approvingly. "Well?"
 There are distinct fragments" Laura continued, "of embroidered stuff such as the Salvation Army girl might
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was still sitting. His usually good humored face was a little clouded.
 Professor" he began Whats the matter. Miles?"
 A plain-clothes man from the street had come hurrying into the room.
 Say, MT. French" he reported. "our fellows have got hold of a newsie down in the street. who was coming along way round the back and saw two men enter this house by the side entrance. half an hour ago. One he described exactly as the professor here. The other. without 8 doubt. was Quest"
 French turned swiftly toward the professor.
 You hear what this man saysr- he exclaimed. Mir. Ashleigh. you're fooling me! You entered this house with Sanford Quest. You will have to tell us where he is hiding"
 The professor knocked the ash from his cigar and replaced 1t in his mouth His clasped hands rested in front of him. There was . twinkle of some thing like mirth in his eyes as he glanced up at the inspector.
 MT French" he said. MT Sanford Quest Is my friend. am here in charge of his house. Believing as ! do that his arrest was an egregious blunder. shall say or do nothing like ly to afford you any information"
 French turned impatiently away. Suddenly light broke in upon him; he rushed toward the door.
 That d--d Dutchie!" he exclaimed
 The professor smiled henigNly.
 CTo n QQ9TzNVRQA >-l'
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reflection on the mirror faded away Lenora started up and hastily put on her coat and hat. which were still ly- ing on the chair.
 "I am going right down to the pro- fessor's," she announced.
 What do you think you can do there?" Laura asked.
 T am going to see if I can find out what that man burned" she replied. 'I will be back in an hour"
 Laura walked with her as far as the street car and very soon afterward Lenora found herself knocking at the professors front door. Craig admitted her almost at once. For a moment he seemed to shiver as he recognized her.
 Well, young lady" the professor said, have you thought of something l can do?"
 She took no notice of the chair to which he pointed. and rested her hand upon his shoulder.
 Professor" she begged. Ego and see MT. Quest! He is in the Tombs prison. It would be the kindest thing anyone could possibly do."
 The professor glanced regretfully at his manuscrapt, but he did not hesi- tate. He rose promptly to his feet.
 If you think he would appreciate it, will go at once." he decided
 Her face shone with gratitude.
 That Is really kind of you, profes- sor," she declared
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T win send for my coat and we will go together, if you like." he suggested. She smiled.
 "l am going the other way, back to Georgia square," she explained. No, please don't ring. l can find my own way out"
 She hurried from the room. Outside in the hall she paused for moment, listening with beating heart. By the side wall was a hat rack with branch ing pegs, from which several coats were hanging. She slipped quietly be- hind their shelter.
 A moment or two later she heard the professor leave the house. Very cautiously she stole out from her hid ing place. The hall was empty. She crossed 1t with noiseless footsteps, slipped into the study and moved stealthily to the fireplace. There was little heap of ashes in one distinct spot She gathered them up in her handkerchief and secreted 1t in her dress and quietly left the house.
 At Georgia square she found Laura waiting for her, and a few minutes af- terward the two girls were examining the ashes with the aid of Quests mi croscope. Among the little pile was one fragment at the sight of which they both exclaimed. It was distinctly a shred of charred muslin embroidery. Lenora pointed toward it triumphant ly.
 Isn't that evidence?" she demand ed. Let's ring up Inspector French"
 Laura shook her head doubtfully.
 Not so fast" she advised. French Is good sort in his way, but he's prejudiced just now against the boss. I'm not sure that this evidence would go far by itself"
 ''It's evidence enough for us to go to Craig, though! What we have got to do is to get confession out of him, somehow"
 Laura studied her companion, for a moment, curiously.
 Taking some interest in MT. Quest, kid. ain't your"
 Lenora looked up. Then her head suddenly sank into her hands. She knew quite we'll that her secret had escaped her. Laura patted her shoul- der.
 That's all right. child" she said soothingly. Well see him through this, somehow or other"
 Laura" exclaimed Lenora, i've will save Mir Quest and we will get hold of Craig! l have plan Listen!"
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SYNOPSIS.

Sanford Quest, master criminologist of the world, finds tbat in bringing to jus tice Macdougal, the murderer of Lord Ashleigh's daughter. he has but just en- tered life-and-death struggle with a mysterious master criminal In a hidden hut in Professor Ashleighs garden he has eeen an anthropoid ape skeleton and a living inhuman creature. half monkey. half man, destroyed by fire. In his rooms ct intervals have appeared from nowhere two black boxes with sarcastic and threatening notes signed with a pair of armless. threatening hands. representing those which have already figured in diamond robbery. With his secretary. Laura, and his assistant Lenora, he fol- lows the trail of Macdougal, who escaped on his way to prison. and finds Macdou- gals dead body in 8 cave on a lonely hillside. After a thrilling escape from two thugs who try to kill him he returns to his rooms to find his valet, Ross Brown. and Miss Quigg murdered. and Police Inspector French Investigating. French, puzzled. half suspects Quest of the crime.
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Come round and see me in the Tombs, one of you"
 The ambulance men came and de- parted with their grim burden, the room on the ground floor was locked and sealed, and the house was soon empty except for the two girls. To- ward three o'clock Lenora went out and returned with a newspaper. She opened 1t out upon the table and they both bored over it.
 Justice Thorpe has refused to con- sider bail! He's a guy, that Justice Thorpe, and sos the idiot who wrote this stuff" Laura exclaimed, thrust ing the paper away from her. "I guess the professor was dead right when he told French he was locking up the one man who could clear up the whole show"
 Lenora nodded thoughtfully.
 "The professor spoke up like a man." she agreed, but Laura, l want to ask you something. Did you notice his servant-that man Craig?"
 Cant say did particularly" Laura admitted.
 Twice" Lenora continued, "I thought he was going to faint. I tell you he was scared the whole of the time"
 What are you getting at. kid?" Laura demanded.
 At Craig, if I can," Lenora replied, moving toward the telephone. Please give me the phototelesme. am going to talk to the professor"
 Laura adjusted the mirror to the in- strument and Lenora rang up. The professor himself answered the call.
 Have you seen the three o'clock edition, professor" Lenora asked.
 "I never read newspapers, young lady," the professor replied.
 Let me tell you what they say about MT. Quest!"
 Lenora commenced rambling ac- count of what she had read in the newspaper. All the time the eyes of the two girls were fixed upon the mir TOT. They could see the professor oSabCo III HIS Wllu lWO uuSe NOl- umes by his side, pile of manuscript and pen in his hand. They could even catch the look of sympathy on his face as he listened attentively. Sud denly Lenora almost broke of. She gripped Laura by the arm. The door of the study had been opened slowly and Craig, carrying bundle, paused for a moment on the threshold. He glanced nervously toward the profes sor, who seemed unaware of his en trance. Then he moved stealthily to ward the fireplace, stopped down ant committed something to the flames The relief on his face, as he stood up was obvious.
 All can do for MT. Quest, young lady. will" the professor promised.
 He laid the receiver down and tho
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whatever the penalty may be-! N R out of prison and that am trying tS keep free. The wisest thing to do, | from my own point of view would bA to give myself up. can't bring my- self to do that without knowing what has become of her."
 The professor nodded again. "A charming and well-bred young woman she seems" he admitted. T fear that I should only be bungler in your profession. MT. Guest. but if there is anything can do depend upon me. Personally, am convinced that Craig will return to me with some plausible explanation as to what has happened" Quest. for the third or fourth time moved cautiously toward the window. His oppression suddenly changed. He glanced suddenly downward. frowne6 slightly.
 They're after mel" he exclaimed "Sit still. professor"
 He darted into his room and reap peared again almost immediately. The professor gave a gasp of astonish- ment at his altered appearance His tweed suit seemed to have been turned inside out. There were no lapels now. and 1t was buttoned up to his neck. He wore long white apron; a peaked cap and chinpiece of astonishing naturalness had transformed him into the semblance of Dutch grocer's by.
 I'm oil. professor" Quest whis-, pered. You shall hear from me soon l have not been here. remember!"
 He ran lightly down the steps and, into the kitchen, picked up 8 basket, filled 1t haphazard with vegetables and threw a cloth over the top. Then he made his way to the front door, peered' out for a moment. swung through 1t on to the step, and, turning round. commenced to belabor it with his fist. Two plain-clothes men stood at tho end of the street. A police automo- bile drew up outside the gate. Inspec-' tor French. attended by a policeman, stepped out The former looked search. ingly at Quest.
 well, ny DOy, what are you OOln8 here?" he asked.
 T cannot answer yet" Quest re- piled. in broken English. Ten min uts already have wasted. have knocked at all the doors.'
 French smiled.
 You run along home" he said, "and tell your master that he had better leave of delivering goods here for the present"
 Quest went off, grumbling. French opened the door with a master key and secured it carefully, leaving one of his men to guard 1t. He searched the rooms on the ground floor and finally ascended to Quests study. The pro lessor was still enjoying his cigar.
 Say. where's Quest?" the inspector asked promptly.
 Have you let him out already?" the professor replied. fin tone of mild surprise. T thought he was in the Tombs prison."
 The inspector pressed on without answering. Every room in the house. was ransacked. Presently he came back to the room where the professor