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Lamps. ; flaring’s . , -â€"" The widower sheriff, whose only child Apple Parers. she .was. kept house in a wing of the - . . jail and, owing to the poverty of the NOW 15 the t1 9 ’50 buy an AP‘ 3 county, was allowed only one turnkey. D18 .Parer W419 we have the 3 This was old Roberts, .who was almost Vfil‘leW- ga cripple and a partof whose work ~â€" - :Was often done by the girl. It fell to - . her to carry the daily meals to Red Apple P 101:8] 8' Pete, and he at once discovered that he had a friend in her. They did not i depend upon the brick walls and iron bars of the old jail to hold such a “ man as had been run to earth. They i‘litts. 5 chained him to the wall, and they put on an extra guard to pace the corridor We have a great variety of Mitts all night 10mg- w Oar Apple Pickers are worthy of inspection. Mallet-s. Charcoal Irons. ises of the undersigned on or about i Sunday, Aug. 10th, a red cow. horns turned ’ in, giving milk at time of leaving. Any' person giving information that will lead to ? her recovery will be suitably rewarded. « .’\ u ,‘I. 24thâ€"3. Writing Paper! School Books and Sup TRAYED FROM THE PREM- A few more Charcoal Irons now going at $1.00. We have a. great variety of Mitts and Gloves suitable for the fall ploughing and threshing. Every man that knows how to use tools should get one of our Lignumvitae Mallets. A. clearing sale of Lamps now going on to make room for our new importation. Do not lose this opportunity. Hardware Tinted and Embossed Writing Paper seems to be in vogue these days. Of course we have it and every other kind of fash- ionable Correspondence Station- ery. \Ve flatter ourselves that we keep up-to-date. and, more- over, supply Stationery of the worth-while-sort. If you have never before patronized us, see what we have to offer. plies of all kinds. See our stock of“SCRIBBLERS. the largest in town. Prices right. Chemist‘and Druggist. ' '0. A. DARLING COW Estray. CHAS. MCKINNON, Durha DRUG STORE {was the sheriff’s daughter, a girl of sixteen. Unfortunately for her, she .was motherless. “A natural born tough,” was the popular verdict at Sunset City, but among the few females who could not rid themselves of the feeling of ro- mance his adventures had called . up It was only when she carried his meals to him and opened the Wicket of his door that Susie could pass a few ,Words with Red Pete, but he made full use of every opportunity. He praised and admired and asked for sympathy, and long enough before he was put on trial he felt that he could reckon on her aid whenever he asked for it. {With his feet lashed together under the saddle and his arms tied behind him. He was a young man of twenty- tour, long haired, low brewed. The sentiment of chivalry had never been awakened in his breast, and, as for Joe- lng a hero, he had robbed cripples and shot men from ambush. There had been a great deal of ro- mancing ove; Red Pete. He was a Robin Hood to many men and a cheva- liar and a hero to most women. There :Was a general disappointment when he was brought in by a sheriff’s posse Outlaw, thief, robber and murderer, they had him safe in jail at last Red Pete, as he was generally called, had rendered himself a terror for years, but the law had finally laid hands on him, and he was tried for his life. ' It took weeks to get Witnesses to- gether, and there were technicalities WITH SPADE AND IRON BAR SHE WORKED " Fina on FOUR HOURS EACH NIGHT. of law to create further delay, but when the trial came on the prosecu- tion made short work of the terror. by the neck, and he was ietmned to his cell and his chains to await the day of execution. The verdict had filled the sheriff’s daughter with horror. It seemed to her as if all the world was against one man. That man might have been somewhat wicked, as she would admit, but he had been led astray by evil counsel and was more to be pitied than blamed. Her natural sympathies, fed by the lies and protestations of the ; man behind the grated door. finally i brought her to promise her aid that he g might escape a disgraceful death. They were to ride away together. They were to ride far, far away, and he would make her his. girl wife and love and n l I I cherish her and‘become an honest man. ; A mother would have destroyed his plot in a moment, but there was no 1 | . v 4 mother to speak. She listened. sym- 5 pathized, admired and loved. In help- 3 ing him out of the hands of the law she was helping him to reform; in go- ing away with him she would encour- age him in his new resolves. The jail was without a cellar. On the west side, where Red Pete was confined, was an old shed used for fuel 1 and storage. Every night for twenty- . eight nights the girl rose from her bed ‘ when the jail had grown quiet and slipped outdoors and into the shed. With spade and iron bar she worked for three or four hours each night to tunnel under the walls to the prison- er’s cell. She found heavy walls, car- ried far down, and there was a bed of cement as hard as rock and a stone floor to the cell. It was hard. cruel work for a girl. but she. was incited by romance and love to persevere against all obstacles. Each night she toiled Few .women could have carried that secret through the long day without betrayal, but the girl gave no sign and aroused no suspicion. At 9 o’clock at night she passed out of the jail, made everything ready and then waited at the mouth of the tunnel. The con- demned man above settled himself for sleep, but removed his chains with the file she had passed through the wicket as the guard paced to and fro in the corridor, let the stone sag under his weight and two minutes later was in the old shed beside the trembling girl. Two horses stood near by, and she put money, food and a rifle into his hands. Only then did he speak, and his words were prefaced with a sneering laugh. â€" 'vâ€"wgv- to pray with him, and they found him contrite. It got to be common talk that he had lost his sand and would fail to die game. He had a part to play, and he played it. On the morning of the third day before the execution he knew that he was entering upon his last day in the cell. The tunnel was completed, and his weight resting upon one particular spot would sink a stone in his cell floor and give him liberty. The sherifi’s daughter would rob her father that day of money and firearms and food, and when night “Well, little fool, you have done well,” he said. “Didn’t you suspect that I was guying you? Do you imagine I would be idiot enough to be burdened with you. Sit down and keep your mouth shut or I will do it for you. I’m off, and if you raise an alarm for an hour I’ll choke the life out of you before they hang me.” Each word struck the girl like the blow of a hammer, and she stood there dumb with amazement While Red Pete strapped the rifle to the saddle and mounted. and one horse, and the other animal would be taken from a nearby stable. With the help of the man everything .was figured out, even to the theft of a rifle and revolver. 0!. They must have horses. food and money for their flight. She would rob the jail or food, her fathef of money He turned the horses and started away, leading one so as to have a fresh mount. But he had not gone a hun- dred feet when the girl raised a re- volver she had not given up to him and took careful aim. As the report rang out on the night air led Pete throw up his hands and lurched from his saddle. “Ain’t youâ€"you going to take me?” she appealed at last. “Bosh!” he sneered in reply. “Do you mean that you don’t love me, that I’m to 'be left behind, that you haven’t meant What you said?” “Don’t be a fool!” he hissed at her. “I was working for my life, and I’ve won the game. Sit down and cry it out. I’m off!” “W'hat is it? \V'hat is it?” shouted those who first reached the spot. “I have just-just killed him because he “as going to 109. \'0 me behinc, ” she said as she looked up throu "11 her tears. A Debt of Honor. The inconsiderate creditor pressed for immediate payment of his promis- sory note. “But I have no money.” said the debtor voarily. “I saw you pay that man who just went out.” retorted the creditor indig- nantly. “Tliat was a debt of honor,” replied the other, with hauteur. The creditor immediately tore up the promissory note which he held in his hand and threw it in the fire. So far so good, and the matter is pro- ceeding along the proper lines for such cases made and provided; The debtor assured himself that the promise to pay had been really con- sumed. “So is mine a debt of honor,” marked simply. “Pardon me,” he then politely said, “but you tore up that note voluntarily and from mercenary motives. I cannot therefore recognize it as a debt of hon- or.” 1r Which proves that a nice sense of honor is a good thing to have lying about handy. The creditor smiled indulgently. "011. that was only a copy I tore up,” he re- plied. He took another note from his pocket. “This is the original. you see." he remarked, with pardonuble pride. Which proves again that a careful man before burning his bridges assures himself that the ferry is still doing business at the same old stand. Flight of the Spirit. A case recorded by Plutarch would seem to support the theory that during periods of protracted insensibility the spirit of the sleeper, freed from the body, wanders away to realms and scenes not conceivable by the ordinary senses. A man named Thespius. he tells us, fell from a great height and was picked up to all appearances dead. There were no external wounds about him, but the physicians were satisfied of the fact of the decease. Arrangements were made for his burial. but on the third day after his fall he revived, much to the consterna- tion of his friends. In a short time it became quite evident that the whole tenor of the man’s life had changed. Previously his character was that of a reprobate and a vicious man, but after his insensibility he ever followed after virtue. On being asked the reason of the change, Thespius related that dur- ing his long sleep his spirit had been liberated from his body and had soared away to a strange land, where it had joined a whole company of other spir- its. His past life was disclosed to him in all 113 hideousness, and the glorious capabilities which were before him were revealed in such a manner as to the horses would be ready at M were admitted he re- A Vest Pocket Kodak you might almost call Let us Show you this wonderful little instrument. MaCFarlane Co. IDSâ€"No. O. 1 and No. 1 A Fdlding Pocket Kodak No. 0 FOLDING Pocket Kodak 0“... :, u‘-u“‘T‘ ‘1'?” -:r‘.' “-mfim- -3 _'_ â€".,.- .w'-I ‘o‘ows...: ,‘Ll-m We have just added to our stock four new lines of Gent’ 5, and two of Ladies’ Sovereign Shoes. All stamped prices of sole. These goods are equal to, if not superior, to the well-kdown Slater Shoes at same prices. 'We’re Clearing out the balance of our Colonial Slip- pers at reduced prices. New Boat and Shoe Stole SHOE DRESSINGS. Threshers’ filitts in Trunks. Telescope- Valises. Club Bags. Shawl Straps and School Bags always in stock. and repairing promptly attended to. Remember the placeâ€"Next to D. Campbell’s Implement Wareheuse. Shoes Made 5.10 Order J. S. Mcllraith Hello! E. A. ROWE has just turned his Bakery business over to his baker, G. H. Stinson, who wishes to announce to the many patrons and the public in general, that the business will be carried on in the same way as though nothing had taken place. A special. line of Confection- ery, Bread, Cakes and Pastry will be on hand as usual at E. A. Rowe’s store, where you will always get the best of everything at a reason- able price and same to all. WE MAKE A SPECIALTY of every- thing we bake, no matter what it is, as baking is always a _ Specialty with us. Wedding Cakes made in proper style to order on shortest nOtice. Call and give us a trial order. - \Vhat are you looking for? 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