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Toccoa New dT. n j- ril n l.tKl.t SATURDAY saYs-uj vy m -i irv.Yfi 1Y ». ... 11A I KS OF SUBSC »1 l’TI <JN. year in advunc * I .0 "Six months....... ,*0 Three months..... 2'» U-ubFcriptionc paid in A lvanc«. Tren 1 Voirey Order, Postal Note or Address, Tat Toccoa News, Ti-cona, Ga. TOCCOA,G A.: ^ATERDAY, NOV, 2G. 1892 AN ENGUSHMAN’9 TURKEY. *rho Thrilling Tula of a Fatal Thanks¬ giving Error. [Copyright, 1 S 93-1 ©ill Smiley? Voa're lrxjking for Smiley? Well, pardner, that strikes rue as strange. Say, where do you live that you didn’t know Smiley's gone over the range? He departed this life last November, on the evening of Thanksgiving day. And his farm is a range for the rattlers, hi? dugout is gone to decay. Foor Smiley! You see, be was British: a not. right from London, I s'ijosc; He used to go round wearing glasses and loud and excitable clothes; And that land that he owned he pre-empted and fanned it in glittering style. The mem’ry or which sort o’ makes me dis¬ solve in a vast, shoreless smile. One day all t'*- boys were u-sitting and talk¬ ing in Higgins’ store. And somehow the argument drifted to Thanks¬ giving dinners of } ore. -m'ffiSy :msL~ ) r- - j : , ,v.- - i 'i X p&WK n //< *’WF. GAVE HIM A VERBAL DF-SCKIPTION.” \Ve cacli told our lies about turkeys as large us the site of a town. And Smiley, ho sat there and listened, and swallowed the anecdotes down. It seems that in England the turkey is scarce as the horns on a dog— The bird wasn’t built for a country that’s made up of rainfall and fog- So Smiiey was overly anxious to know bow a turkey might look, And we gavo him a verbal description as clear as you’d find in a book. Then what did ho do but invite us to dinner on Thanksgiving day; “The turkey I’ll have,” he assured us, “and cooked in the old fashioned way. Yon tell me wild turkeys are met with some¬ times in the woods about here? All right; Pin a prince with the rifle. Remem¬ ber, don’t fail to appear.” Time passed, and it was soon November; the morning of Thanksgiving came; We hadn’t forgotten the turkey, and startod to tackle the same; Wo soon reached the Englishman’s dugout. and Smiley was there with hie feast; Ilia face was all lighted with pleasure and rosy as dawn in tho east; ”i killed it—a beautiful turkey” he cried “and plump f as as a grouso; 1 cooked H, and warrant the cooking: I was ■chef in a nobleman's house; Bit down to the feast, though it’s early; give thanks for the luck I have had; This Thanksgiving day is a feature that Eng- land should copy, egad!” Woll, stranger, we ate and we wondered; that bird bad a taste that was strange; We’d eaten tain turkeys so often a wild one went queer as a ciumge. The dinner was lengthy. 1 reckon; it took us two hours to get done, And then wo went out cf the dugout to loaf for awhile in the sun, And what should we see but the feathers that bird we had eaten had worn- Ah, well had it been for the Briton were his mother and .... father nu , er born! . , a't: i.i \ Him - ,- r , “JIM SMITHKRS EXPLAINED IT TO SMILET.” Jim Smithors explained it to Smiley, that while it v.as painful to do, We felt it our duty to hang him, and that when the swingintr was through We’d see that his body was planted; he’d cov- ered us all with disgrace. And unless he was hung we could never again look a man in the face. He acted tho man that wo thought him and lent us ; .3 clothesline, and said II0 hoped that wo all would forgive him and speak of him kindly when dead. The crime he committed? Wed, stranger, l nwesa 1 may toil it to you — The turkey he fed us was buzzard! We hung him: what else could we do? Walt Maso^. rpri illAMXMm 1 Vrf'Pn T, 1 ' ill , fHP T I II Afrn V rh v? ki UU| (Copyright, lSPtd.] EFORE the great V bakeoven built into the huge ■ stone chimney of m k I'irl 4sat Captain som’s on house ftur John a lowerv vounor there were Fol- ' morning of No¬ vember, 1 TTT. and . her. . basting \ near a fat goose on the \ ! ’vC & spit before a log fire, stcod anothe, even fairer that *. i she. These maid- ens. clad in coarse linsey woolsey garments of homespun their hair conwaled except for a "ew locks that wandered from beneath tue linen handkerchiefs wit a which it was pro- tected, the sleeves rolled to the elbows, re- v eating arms that were tair to look upon, io white were thev and of such exquisite fouadness, were busy with the preparation of a feast, and tho mu oral tint of their cheeks, which was as delicate as the peach blossom, tvos heightened by reason of the heat that tan. * *om fie WacV.ilng logs. f the Iv.ke- her neau ?*i- listened. Then tossing her hand gently, as though to inm ate that her ears had been misiea, pern:r~ s ny tue wma witr.out, sne opened the « --11 door and smiled as she pefeelved the fragrant odor which came from ‘the cavern witliin. With a broom splint she penetrated the crust which sur- mounted a great pie that she might learn whether the baking was well done, and then she turned to hercompanion and said: “’Twill boa fine feast for Uncle John when he returns today. Surely he said he would be back by noon.” The maiden who had the spitted goose in charge paused for a moment in her task of anointing it with rich gravy and said: “Father will be here, I know, if the Lord permits, but in these dark days that are upon us, Abbie, who can tell what may happen to our militia, parading here and tramping there that they may observe the redcoats. Father had, I think, some seri¬ ous business which led the company away last night, and mayhap he will cot come to sit at dinner with us. 'Twill he a sorry feast for us if we must eat alone. How i3 the e pi e?” Tis nearly done,-f think, and such a pie we never made. ’Tis full of giblets, for you know that Uncle John delights to eat them covered with the gravy of "For some moments the maidens con- tinned these preparations, and then she who was called Abbie went to the window, and peering wit for an instant turned and opened the door, which creaked with w«««c mighty moans as it turned upon its rusty “W hat is it that you hear, Abbie?” said the other. “It seems to me that I hear the march of the company, and still I do not know but ’tis the wind. See, the snow has begun to fall a little.” The other maiden arose and w«;nt to the door, and so they stood side by side peering out far down the highway to the turn of the road where it skirted the Long Island sound. And such a picture did these fair rnaitlens make as they stood thus framed i y the tloorsill and jamb as would have delighted the eyes of any of the young men of that town. “ ’Tis true, Abbie, 'tis true. I hear their step, and surely that is Ephraim’s fife.” Abbie returned to the kitchen and made preparation for the great table to receive the bounty with which that day was to he celebrated, while the other maid stood awaiting the coming of her father. She saw the company as it marched around the bend in the road with her father at the head, and she was going forth to meet them when of a sudden she halted. The look of joy upon her face was changed to one of wonderment,-and she stood, her head bent slightly forward, that she might the better see, perplexed and hesitating. j± Wi ) 1 ff r Riv. __ r ; . m WBm. 2 1 Auy ,1 i i [j. M l !ji W \\ "HASTING A FAT COOSE ON THF. SPIT.” The company had come .is near to the farmhouse as the meadow which adjoined it on the west, and there they halted, and the maiden saw that one was with them who was not of the company when they marched away the night before. He stood alone, erect, constrained, and she per . ccived that his hands were tied with thongs liehind his back. She saw father talking earnestly and seemingly di- recUng some two or three of the company to take this man in charge, and scarcely 1 ',,, '*“«. 7 wo«th^h^SSiTl il? Ill ^ put he h , * 1 u P on hls shoulder before he . S Xo:!! >»’ " ere h CH ’ f 8 red / ™ hm f \ ,. ne8 % lth X’ « ut - ou « P J*™ a «a and^ having t0 no authority W,th to be there to yOU ‘1 the commander , of our army, who is in the C ; U “P U ^oy.cm nutis or so beyond. He will ^^ave'strayed .* i 5 ! as you 1 haTe ‘ said ’ 1 within ^Yh-U has" - . he'do'ne, ; father?” the girl asked, for she was filled with pity for this man who , seemed , proud , and yet so r J so pleading ...... in ins manner. “What, Thankful, is it }ou? Why are you here, my daughter?” said the captain. “I came to welcome you, father.” “But this is no place for you. We have a prisoner.” “A prisoner? Surely lie can do no harm. He is not like an army and he seems well favored.” “Nevertheless we found him wandering within our lines, and there are spies about, and he may be one of those.” “A spy? Surely 1 think not.” And the girl went to the prisoner and stood before him in the innocence of maidenly con ft- dence and looked full into his eyes, lifting her head to do so, for he was tall and seemed to tower far above her in his splen- did presence. “You are no spy,” she said at last. “No, my child, not a spy. I am an officer ©f the king’s army who has strayed by ac- cident within your lines. Thank you for your sympathy. You have beauty in your face, my child, but you have what is bet- ter-you have sympathy” 1 lie girl went back to her father and she said: “Father, suppose my brother John, who is somewhere in the Jerseys with Washington, should by accident be cap- tured by the redcoats. It would break your heart and mine if they took him for spy. Surely there is truth in this man’s words. Come, bring him with you. Don’t you remember that it is Thanksgiving day, and that we are to have a roasted goose and a chicken pie, and Abbie has baked a glorious pumpkin pie? Ijet him come and be our guest, and I’ll warrant lie ’ n promise me that he will make no effort to escape until you hear from the general wnat shall be done with him. ’ The captain seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then turning to his prisoner he saiu: “Sir, I am myself impressed with your dignity of manner. It may be that you speak the tinth. My daughter s in- tuitions are that it is so. I have changed n.y mind. 1 shall send a messenger to the general 1 Witu -.1 «x „ iii>*patcn riiav.-v*-. ’-w ♦ teiiiii^ ,n;„ of ^c _ yoai capture v and then wliatevcx lie commands— r d 0 . Meanw hile, sir, it is our feast day. J We are accustomed every rear after the . r harvest ^ to gne thanks to tue Lord and to eat a great feast and make merry in our families. I will ask you to share this with us. Yoiiwi.l be a nns oner, but I will take your parole that you will make no effort to escape.” You do me honor, sir. I give my parole to yon, and, if I may be permitted, to this fair maiden who has interceded for me.” They nnJ. sed his thongs, and when Ills ban.is vevc 1 * he stepped up to Mistress Thankful : :■ * took her hand and l**nd- ed over • w—' the courtesy and grace of one who . -c l een accustomed to places where high breeding and gentle manners prevail. They had a fine feast at Captain Fol- som’s table, and the British officer, being no huger under great constraint, be- came most companionable and even ven tured gentle jest with Thankful anil her ve-usiu. Misvess Abbie, who served the meats and bounties with gentle dignity and .unconscious grace. And wlifn he ) m /MX /S/JJ y /%sxvw«,' ( ! / i * r y <rv^ v.\ i - syi y: •o t JR W' v wti - fr Awffl mmW > "j\‘ 1 : Y w ' y jifyii&'-hW sfiJH I ' fg % -jgTA * l //Vi,-’aiti' ' \-t / \\ A 03 waS? - SSI .. , (,W\ v dy } 1 • 'fi n M / r r tt m . 'll I ■ If ^*5 W h'Y M ]Mj ^ fS”' ~ty ^ p- jj j'Jl j.’ 1 \' ^1 u ■fc' %/m 'mSM y p %'W® 1« V-4 h m . Atiti /, K p ’Mil tw ________ ' ——— -- turnea to converse more Verlousiy witu Captain Folsom upon the war and its bat- ties they—Thankful and Abbie—under pre- tense of some engagement for the prepara- tion of the dessert, glanced furtively at him and exchanged confidences that he was a handsome man and well favored and moreover very young for one of his stature and of his rank, for it was plain that he was a high officer. In the afternoon there was gentle mer¬ rymaking, and Captain Folsom, being greatly impressed with the manifest honor and nobility of his prisoner guest, had such confidence that he at last said: “Sir, I do not know whether your rank would permit me to call you captain or major or colonel, for one of these offices I know must be yours. "You do not care to tell us your name or your rank, but I have that coofi- dence in you that I am willing to leave you for awhile with these gentle guards, my daughter and my niece, for I have a mis- sion of some consequence in the village, which is a few miles away.” “I am grateful for your confidence, sir, and shall not betray it. While these maid¬ ens guard me 1 shall protect them until your return.” “Will you promise to obey us?” asked Thankful in merry mood, “In all things,” he replied, bowing with grace and yet with the mock dignity of gentle sport. “I exact only one promise, sir,” said the ca P tain ’ ‘‘ ;in(1 that is that you will not 1 ! ls !on..e anti-m\ leturn. P 1 ^ nuse " 1UU1 ^ ® - • AfterCaptam . Fo som had gone away the offic f f°? lg f eVen t ne nior 5 ‘' ar ' pertly nt, tlou f to entertain tl these maidens, t! 'f • , the and tn«r ! had “ found favor ! Ins en ' sight, , f for ! he r c looked in “P° n tbe "\ "X T* 1 bI “ C6S ’. a1 ,’ ( > u go , \\ i. i .i.e g.e.t t.. coui^sy . am , they were pleased to hear, ami of j ife among t j ie nobility there and tin , wavs of tliose titled neonle diffeud frOTn the simple customs of their kindred in the American colonies, and he asked the nia i,l e ns many things about their manner of life, and it was plain to see that Mistress Thankful had already he! won his high regard. “Tell me,” said ’> “how is it that they „ j T h ankfal? T is a ^ pretty / name. d n £ ^ { h ](X , njt , before I heard them call . it .„ “ But jt is »ot my name,” she said. “I have heard my mother sav that on one Thanksgiving day they sent t o my father who was ,n the church HIld ° ade 1,:m hurry home, and when he came he found mo there, though I was not there when he —- m \ c; ■ '■hj ay. T~A Ju 1 y y’ D ■0 y r n m m _^JI ju «\/| ] i-ir pXy re/y i<-\ 'yf'y. | Jr O fW&t Xfi'jt lihtV ? ‘“'i- jjSl <J/M LV tW WvX'XyA \T ffifl 1 J y MEwi mBilV- ltti li 7*^ 11 » I ^ \j| ^ Hi'il ■» | ■ V |f,\l /2 >: S|iSL®J M i( ‘~w. jf / fi/‘j “J~~ 3 i \ • gpj® RSI ' MW. U fir, J If )i ^ ^ '> J “TOU ARE NO SPY,” she said. went away, and so he said as he held me «p: ‘It is Thanksgiving day. The Lord has been good to me these many years, but he has been best to me today. So her name shall be Thanksgiving, since she is bom upon that day;’ and that, sir, is my name, although they call me, for the sake of shortness. Thankful.” She said this with such modesty and with such delicious suggestion of grace, and her cheeks were so gently flushed and her eyes so bright, that the young officer could not conceal the admiration for her which had seized him, and when she per- ccived it she turned away with gentle co- quetry. Thus this Thanksgiving «frcr- noon, which Lad promised lobe so dreary a time for him, \,ns one of Joy, and when shades of evening came and the candies were lighted tee^muidens and the young omcef w ere iTi'.tf i-juo6 who iicici ‘OGcn loui^ . , Ia lb f the girls . brought ... apples . and nuts and cider, and they were having a merrv time when of a suaden Abbie arose ' and we Jt to tJje door . Her quick ears had detected Xx a st-anm> Auxins «onnd -\ mo-nent ‘ 1 -tr ' a Iad CA e | intothe romn. ..j ook t Tliankful *i they are comin*' to aU -ick von kf ” he brcYti’..... sa : scarcely able to sneak for Uxik -Thev? YYiio? Who can attack us?" ** ’Tis Ben Williams and hisgang. ’Twas l_ yesterday that the cowboys captured a lad a cousin of Ben Williams—and for some reason thev hanged him, and now Ben is bound to have-revenge, and he has heard thatthere is a British officer here, and he swears he’ll have him banged to a tree for revenge.” A moment later a young man with a mnsket in his hands entered the door and he said: “Mistress Thankful, your father left me here on guard unbeknown to you. There's trouble brewing, I fear. They are coming to take the officer away aud to do him harm. Let him go with me and I will hide him.” Thankful brought the officer’s.eloak and hat and bade him go, our to 'her amaze¬ ment he refused. “I cannot go,” he said. i it y$ i 1 'A 1 Hi *i m m*m UILj, ■MjL 7/y> *-r “Of!. MY DAUOIITLR, THEY HAVE KILLED Yoi: *T gave your father my word of honor that I would not leave the house till he re¬ turned.” “But you must. Ben Williams is a brute. He will take you out and kill you, sir Go under tlie escort of the guard, and he will take you where you can he con¬ cealed.” But the officer would not stir. He would only say that he had given his pledge and he ryould not break it. In an instant Thankful seemed changed, and the officer. even in t he suspense and terror of the me ment, perceived that she had assumed the manner of one who has authority and can exercise it. She stood erect, her head thrown hack, her eyes very bright, hei cheeks now somewhat pale, and she said: “You must go, sir; I command it. Go with him. Hark! Don’t you hear that mob shouting? You have not a moment to lose.” And then as he did not stir she went up to him pleadingly and with gentle man¬ ner, not knowing seemingly wlmt it was she said or did; she put her hand upon his arm with gentle touch, and she said, “Go, go; for my sake, go.” “For your sake?” he murmured, and seemed to hesitate, and then she turned to the guard and bade him lead the officer forth. But at that moment t he cry of the mob was so distinct t hat it revealed that escape was impossible. Thankful bade the guard step i:i and holt the door, and commanded him to use his musket if any otlL ‘ shuU d ‘LV to force an entrance. And even as she spoke the door was forced and an ugly face was protruded, and some one shouted, “Come out, you redcoat!” and would have said more had he not been felled by the butt of the guard’s musket. The door was closed and bolted, and the guard stood with the manner of defiance, In an instant Thankful had made disposi- tion of the officer. Before he was aware what she was doing she had led him to the settle in the chimney corner, and she bade him to be seated there. None too soon, for the window was forced open and some one shouted, “Come out, you cur, or vve will shoot you where you are!” “Oh, you coward—you coward, Ben Wil- lianis! He has done you no harm and he is unprotected,” and Thankful speaking thus placed herself so that she stood directly before the officer. There was a crash, a confusion of sounds, for they were trying to force the door. The officer, then realiz ing that this fair maiden was protecting him with her body, pushed her aside, say lug: “No no I cannot permit this You must not be Injured Let me pass.” At that moment a musket was discharged and the officer, perceiving that Thankful was reeling, supported her In his arms, She had received the shot intended tor him. A moment later there was a mighty shout, a great rushing noise, the door was burst open, and Captain Folsom and some c f j,i s company entered. “What is this? What is this?” he said. “Ah, uncle, Ben Williams and his gang are trying to capture the officer, and they have shot Thankful as she tried to prevent it,” said Abbie, crying bitterly ‘‘Williams? Take him away; hind him, pot him in the guardhouse with his gang!’’ t he captain shouted, and then kneeling down over t!ie 1)0t]y ot - his daughter he moaned, saying, “My Thankful, my Thank- f u j. ltl y daughter, they have killed j-qo!” “They have killed her, sir, while she was trying " ^ to save inv life,” said the officer, and lie wept like a child. But she was not dead. They lifted her tenderly aud carried her to her bedroom under the gable roof, and when they saw that , opened , , her and , that her bps eyes njOVed tbt, v ,vere rejoiced, and there wasa - Prayer of thanksgiving to God that he had spared her life that mgut. A few days later the order came from the general instructing Captain Folsom to de- liver the prisoner under bis charge to the outposts of the British array at the Bronx in exchange, for it was demonstrated that he had told the truth when he said he had strayed within the patriot lines by accident. As he was about to go away he said to Captain Folsom: “I have one favor to ask. May 1 see Mistress Thankful for an in- stant alone?” It was permitted. He went and stood by her bedside and took her hand. “Thankful,” said he, “I am going away. It is not right that I should speak to you except in thanks, for 1 am an officer in an army opposed to yours, but I may say this: I heard yonr unconscious confession when you bade me go foryour sake, and your sweet words then uttered will be in mv memory until I come back again when these battles are over," ana tnen ne kneeled tenderly over her ami touched his lips to her forehead. When he looked at her he saw the glance of exquisite joy which she could not con¬ ceal, and he perceived that gentle tears were cotirsing down her cheeks which she did not care to wipe away, and he knew that they were tears of joy. A’-fiyV, ■><) U- n. V -n /"link* 4 Ajtf* s / 3 . y t< v i m f ! >1 g !*V i li 0 Wk; r > 3®f l r.r r T ' It Hi ' '! M ' "THANKFUL, MY THANKSGIVING , I nAYE COMB.” Six years later, on the afternoon of Thanksgiving day, a traveler dismounted from his hors, in front of Captain Folsom’s forge—for the captain was a blacksmith in time of peace. The traveler looktul curi- ously about, as though not sure that this was the place he sought, when his eyes rested upon a maiden who was standing in the doorway. It seemed to him as though the picture which he had seen in that identical spot six years before on the day of his capture was there again. He went up to her anti raid: “Thankful, my Thanks giving. I have come.” “I knew you would,” she said, and with such gentle sweetness of manner that he took her to liis arms. If was a grievous sorrow to Captain Fol som that his slaughter Thankful was com¬ pelled to leave him when she married this man whose life she had saved, but it was a joy for him to know that she had a husband worthy of iier. She had married Sir John Sterling and he took her to his estates in England, which were great, and there, as long as they lived, and to this day among their descendants, the last Thursday in November in every year is celebrated as a thanksgiving ceremonial, and in the even¬ ing to the children every year is told this romance of the day when their grandfather and great grandfather met his Thanksgiv¬ ing. E. Jay Edwards. A Horn Diplomat. V ip| H m mSSm L- ffi §/ ~llfp Ld v, j m 3 B ;’ii I Little Bobbie Bingler—Mrs. Sway hack, do you know what 1 would do if you should ask me to have another piece of that mince pie? Mrs. Sway back—Why, no, Bobbie. What w ° l ^ ou Little . Bobbie I would say no, as my mamma told me to, and then I would weakly smile. An Old Friend. Tl i! ; Jt sex imtC iww? tiJlp fC- -ry •<y. Mr. Old boarder—Mrs, Grinder, haven’t I seen that turkey before? Mrs. Grinder (the landlady)—Why, no, sir, Wlrnt put that idea Into your head? Mr. Old boarder— I thought 1 recognizee |t as the same one we had last year. --------- As, -A'ax—------ 2 , 2 . 3 , 3 ; 2 . „ . the 1.umber of b, ...... ' ’ "X Kii mo y 101 C i. |„! (* ,i U gh-an!i 1 , which ere sol 1 h, Unite Stat-s •in March, in \! r !•, •; . ! wo T o liiidreil «i d T v r.t 1 igbt'lh usand. Mx liui dre am! Se/eoty-Two bottles s Id n o u* ’ ' a . nnd “TheS^ t of i> suc .,. ss is bed p]; , n . ft neve-dti.p, oin? and c n nlway- pended o> a r e very 1 o st rein- A. e dv for c'lighs and eo’ds. Pic? 5 k* »i,d Ai . U II it J Davis’s Drugstore. ( ncnf the mo t Tool is 1 men 5 s th w j, 0 worries about tliiiv^s he can’t . * "* Bucklen s arnica A LTii. bos; salve in tie world for cu’s bruises, sores, ulcers, salt, rheuu fc\*»r sores, teller, cliapf-ed hiirul- i*i utiaitis. coins and all skin erup: ions and posihvelv cures piles, o rm p a required. I t is <iuarai,teed to - v © perfect sati-iattion or mancy re¬ fun.led. Price 25 cents per box. For sole bv W* U. & J. 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I c« ugratu-uie you on doing wiiai n<> one else bus d.o e ‘n jintting out two (•Djues at ii<* jiii* hi i-ers ct.:. ige Im «• i. • — it is ha l 11.%* I i : i<« oi ot her no bel¬ ter tuaojijM i s.” I.! s V. a s ,v t ii t ice v. 5 <! * til t he v*in*u— latio. l.as rovv; so large t at s ~ a - • al-e n t.] t'O, aid linve ma ie i! I d',i-i ami M ii :• a X 1 i ti li ~ r sal that it was *iIn* > i*st mn-.azioe m e Keg i l:u. > . o t g ’ > id it ; > better to flay r: an e\e . ert su • i ii>- s Sd d II i «•; all's Glove Pitting Patt» ms KI LE i uil : unu'in. i i oj } ID clud- ing a {> u a • id v oi t i “5 > it s j, nit free lor !. s; a Lock L’o.v 'Ifn virii. uj ‘2 j<L lhhit*# i l p ;r t>j y ;Ko »'i ;n ... til. %i. X! i-. Til a-:io*. e nLigajMi- a > a I ]<i>-i q •: zryt * i CO V; ; ? 1 a ( 3 f A ! :; r tf n-u ca- ;y/ r } /.- >* Tho pate-: v wted consists cf a depress i : M ; « oiling tec .*; ; . iuil..; lo hiic, tiles rcuio*. all ; N ; in u. gi*. ...g stroa to ie:*.*ii and lacrcasi• t bilk/ Ox *.bo t. !,t Ml T’la V, ,.W. ■; f c^q’ssCiag the JtA: >i’ -? Vi?: 1& \ f/fti i'i u % ri yv ?>, . : v*v -f il Si siiriYi ySi A’i titi* a At li , X Silver Stod. nf.iti?; 57 ->r-''r* ot. Stc(‘t, Mitinnit £ iatiiii- ■1 iOoX. BEWARS OF m\7&ynOU$. The large demanu for the ATKre- Concave Tooth Dexter Saw has led competitors to make inferior Saws ’. hich they claim "as good as the Dexter ’ These imitation Saws are made from a lower grade of steel, inferior workmanship, and -without the patent concave tooth. Ask your hardware dealer for the “Atkins Df.xtep.” and take noother. If the dealer w 'l not order it for you, remit amount with order direct to us. E.C. ATKINS & cQ Indianapolis, Ind. Memphis. 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