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Full set of Teeth on Rubber, Very BcEt
Materials, 355-00 to $10.00
Gold frowns, 22K. 30G $4.00 to $5.00.
Crowns and bridges, per tooth S4 to $5.00
Gold Fillings, $1,00 and up
Amalgam and Cement fillings, 50 cents,
w prices I give you the best wcrk
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Let me make you an estimate, Free of charge,
Or. H. F. Ha mil,
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A rough bro^ra dog sat at the
very edge of the tumble down break
water. He was looking st
ward. He was evidently old, and
he was scarred by many fights, but
his sunken mouth, from which ha
had lo3t many teeth, showed that he
would not fight again victoriously.
Sometimes he turned from his
gaze at sea and glan.-eci behind him
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Mountain City
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Mills Products
Bainbridge,Ga.
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SKI ME TELEPHONE CO.
Apalachicola Northern Railroad
Elegant Daily Service Betr^s Rffsr Jaaetioii n\ ApilaTaicjl,
gar Trams running on follow schedule (Central Tiir>6):
f Trein'No, 8—Souihbouad.
Train No. 2—Narthbonni.
ve River Junction
4.20 p m
Ler
“ Apalachicola
7.30 a m
Doian
445 p m
U
teverly
8 05 a m
Greensboro
p m
<4
Sumatra
8.35 a ro
Juniper
5 10 p m
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Trump
9.25 a m
Guest
5.20 p ns
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Evans
9.40 a m
Hosford
5.45 p m
u
Hosford
9.50 a m
Evans
5.55 p in
u
Guest
li.20 a m
Trump
6.10 p m
u
Juniper
10.30 a m
Sumatra
7.65 p m
Greenshere
H).40 a m
Beverly
7.35 p in
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Dolan
16.55 a m
eApaiachieola
8.15 p m
Arrive
River Junction
11.3* a m
gbT Connects with all Ball and Boat lines at River Junction
the bojU lines at Apalachicola.
J. N. HODGES, Passenger Agent.
at a child who was
wheelbarrow a few feet
time he glanced thus
waggod bis stump of a
child smiled, or Bhe sc
voice:
“Good Boss!” ' *-*• r
And then Boss wagged harder,
but he could not give much atten
tion to Ms companion, for his whole
heart was wilti that boat old woman
who was up to her waist in the wa
ter by the outemost ledge. It was
them that the Irish moss grew, and
at low tide the woman could gather
It. She thrust her arm down to the
shoulder each time for her handful
of moss. She was wet, sodden wet,
save for a small place across her
back.
She had a man’s straw hat fasten
ed by a small rope tightly nm er her
chin. Her face looked 100 years
old—it was in truth seventy—old,
seamed and leathery, and it was a
face you loved to look at.
Every few moments she raised her
head and put her dripping hand
up over her eyes as she turned to
ward the land. She was at first
dazzled by the glare of the water.
When she looked up thus, the little
girl in the wheelbarrow always
waved her hat. Ti en a dim, beau
tiful smile would come in the faded
eyes.
George N. White,
First-class Painting and Decorating,
and Sign'Writing.
KNOWIN i HOW is the main thing in Painting for Du-
rability, as well as knowing what materials and how to mix
and apply them for prolonged service.
POT IN A TELEPHONE
It multiplies your neighbors.
Serves as a Messenger Boy
It is a Protector,
Saves time and labor,
Keeps you abreast of the times,
In touch with the markets, the greatest of allrnodern
conveniences.
You cannot be without it if von value your time.
The cost is small. Service is unexcelled.
It’s jest a-doin’ of her lots of
good,” she would say aloud. ‘Tm
awful glad I wheeled her down,
wish now I’d brought her down
oftener this summer.”
Twice as she looked shoreward
Bhe called out shrilly:
“Boss, yon take care of her.
Won’t you, Boss ?”
Then Boss pricked up his ears
and shook his tail, and the girl
laughed and said she “guessed she V
Boss could git aioug first rate.”
“We’re used to it, ain’t we,
Boss ?”
When she said this, the dog got
up, came to her side, gave her a
swift lick across the cheek, then
hurried back and sat down on the
edge of the planks again.
Once the woman out in the water
slipped and fell splashing, and Boss
jumped up, whining in a piteous
quaver, and would not be comforted
even when the child said soothing-
“Never mind, old fellow!”
But when the woman floundered
to her feet again and cried “All
right!” the dog sat down.
The child sniffed the bracing
odor and stretched out her hands,
sFulmg. happily.
To be sure, she could walk, but
granny wheeled her to the breakwa
ter where she could see the moss
gathered.
It was a low course of tides, and
now the water had gone far out so
that one could get to one of the
ledges where the moss grew.
Granny had no boat, as most of
the mossers had—there were some
boats now farther along, and little
Moliv could see the men put their
long handled ropes down and draw
them up full. She knew that those
men made more money than her
grandmother, but then she didn’t
know much about money.
“I guess they don’t know much
about a dog,” she told Molly, “’n*
I guess’s long’s we got anything to
eat Boss ’ll have some of it. Eh,
old feller?”
Molly sank back on her pillow
in the barrow. She amused herself
by almost closing her eyes so that
the sea seemed to come up nearer
and crimple in sparks of fire. Then
she would open her lids wide, and
the great, stretch of water would
flash blindingly on her vision. She
played at this for a long time, and
always in front of her was the dog.
She had grown up in the conviction
that all was well if he was near.
Soon everything grew deliciously
dim and then clear, and the salt
smell was sweeter, and she was walk
ing lirer the hard sand as straight
as hut body, holding her head up
stros'gly. She did not know she was
asle&t*. It was real to her that she
Wdtflking.
^jikBjienly she sat upright in her
y ie-cabarrow, clutching the sides of
it. Boss was not there. Had he
barked? Or had some one called?
She looked off to the ledge. She
6aw Boss leaping frantically over
the weedy rocks. He went as if he
were a,young dog. He went like a
creatutf? possessed. He seemed not
to leap, but to fly from one rock to
another over the'stiil, green poolB.
. Molly*! could see the dog and.
beyond him shining water. Where j
was granny ? {
The child tried to scream, but she •
-felt as if in a nightmare and could
not make a sound.
Oh, there was something down ;
between the rocks on the far side of
dily sea- I tlie ied g e! -R vas tliere ^at Boss
J was going. And there was the moss-
er in his boat, putting his rake down
just as he had been doing when the
child had gone to sleep. For an in- ;
slant she thought she was dream- j
ing. But Boss was gone, and—yes J
—there was something among the
rocks. It was gsamny’s hat sticking j
up, and she did not move.
Molly tried again to scream, and
it was as if her heart would break
in the trying. Her voice was only a
hoarse kind of a whisper.
Bui there! Boss mb reached his
friend. He tried te pail her oat.
He coaid not. Between Ms attempts
he barked, he. howled. 51 ay, he
sceeamed. Was his heart breaking
aW?
Ai last the mosaer out Uk h
his rope just above the wa.
gitaed* toward the shone Hbu.
The wind waifdfe the sen, and sou
from the land did not come clear -
The man saw little Molly Town
on the breakwater. Had tfhe cried
out? And was that the Towne dog
carrying on so on the rocks ?
Boss was down by the still figure
that was lying in the shallow pool.
He was struggling with it, making
frantic efforts to pull it from the
water.
Outlined on the breakwater
against the dazzle of the blue sky
the man saw Molly rise up in her
barrow as if she would walk and
then fall back again.
“Good God!” he cried. He drop
ped the rope into the water, caught
up his oars and rowed to the ledge.
All the time he rowed he saw Mrs.
Towne’s motionless form lying
there and Boss trying to help her.
As he stepped out of his beat and
began slipping and jumping over
the rocks the woman moved and
raised her bead. He saw her reach
out her hand to the dog. He saw
the dog throw himself down and
lick her face eagerly.
“That you, Jim Stowell?” she
asked. “I guess I've broke my leg.
I slipped. I’ve mossed twenty year,
’n’ I never slipped to speak of be
fore.”
She spoke tremblingly, but with
pride. “I s’pose I fainted or some
thing.”
“I’ll git you right into the boat,”
said Jim Stowell briskly, "V take
you home in no time.”
Boss stood close by watching the
man.
Mrs. Towne looked to the 6hore,
saw the child, waved her hand and
called cheerily, “All right!”
And Molly shook her handker
chief feebly, though she tried to
shake it vigorously.
I do hope she didn’t see me fall,”
said the woman.
It was not.easy to get her into the
boat, and she winced and grew pale,
but she helped all she could and
made no sound.
When she was in at last, Jim
took up his oars to go round to the
sandy landing. There stood Boss
shivering on a rock. All at once he
appeared older than ever. It seem
ed as if he could hardly stand.
Take him, too,” said his mis
tress.
No, let him walk.”
I want you to take him, I tell
you;” almost fiercely. “He’s too
old ’n’ stiff to walk on the rocks.”
“Oh!” with a laugh. “You
oughter seen him goin’ it after
you!”
The man began to row. Tears
came into Mrs. Towne’s eyes. Her
voice was choked.
“You’ve got to take him,” she
said, “or you needn’t take me.”
“Oh, if you feel like that”— Jim
lifted the dog into the boat, and
Boss crouched down by his friend,
who put her hand on him. He lean
ed more and more heavily on her,
His eyes were fixed on her face.
She had flung up her hand again
to the child.
Lying there on the wet moss at
the bottom of the boat she could
look without moving into the dog’s
face. He pressed yet closer.
With a curiously quick movement
she managed to draw him even near
er. She bent her head to his head.
“He lays too hard on'ye,” said
Jim. “Le’ me pull him away.”
“Don’t touch him!” she cried in
a sharp voice.
The next moment she said hoarse-
ly:
“He’s dead.*—Maria Louise Pool
in Chap Book.
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is better than sticky plasters. It penetrates—
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relieves congestion, and gives permanent as
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Sloan’s
Liniment
has no equal as a remedy for
Rheumatism, Neuralgia, or any
pain or stiffness in the muscles
or joints.
Price 25c., 50c., and $1.00.
Dr. Earl S. Sloan, Boston, Mass., U- S. A.
Sloan’* boob on horses, cattle, sheep and poultry sent free.
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Side Light on History.
Romulus and Remus were having
a pillow fight when the wolf, who
would not be kept from the door,
happened in.
“Don’t fight,* said the wolf, ad
monishing. “It*s naughty.”
‘This is only a sham battle,” said
Romulus oe Remus hit him again.
This cher p wit was too much fox j
the wolf, > ho went out and i
Rome howl —Chicago Journal.
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