You Read the
Other Fellow’s Ad
You are reading this one.
That should convince you
that advertising in these
columns is a profitable
proposition; that it will
bring business to your
store. The fact that the
other fellow advertises is
probably the reason he is
getting more business than
is falling to you. Would
it not be well to give the
other fellow a chance
To Read Your Ad.
In These Columns.
WOODRUFF CO. NEWS.
PUBLISHED THURSDAY OP BACH WBBK AT
MCCROBY. ARKANSAS.
WALTER W RANEY, Editor.
Entered at the Post-Offloe at McCrory
Arkansas, as Second-Class mall,matter.
June Uth. 1901.
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CITY MARSHAL KILLS
DEPUTY SHERIFF.
Tuesday evening Oct , 20, 1908,
about 2 ’30 o’clock news spread
over our quiet little city like a
flash of lightning that City Mar
shal John Piather Taylor had shot
to death Deputy Sheriff, Jas. I.
Cain, a brother of Sheriff W. R.
Cain of this county. From the
facts in the case that we have se
cured from witnesses of the trag
edy the trouble came about over
the removal of some 25 feet of
wire fencing. The two men have
been neighbors for more than a
year, only a division fence, to
which the above wire fencing was
attached, separating their yards.
Last week Mr. Cain purchased a
home of Mr. Clayton Hailey sit
uated in the central part of town
and only last Monday was it that
he moved from the rented home
adjoining that of Mr. Taylor’s in
to his newly purchased residence.
The above fencing and a few
boards were not removed until
Tuesday morning when Mr. Cain
who conducted a liverv business
sent one of his wagons and two of
his employees after the fencing.
When they reached the house aud
began removing same Mrs. Taylor
objected The employees returned
and informed Mr. Cain asto Mrs.
Taylor’s objections. Mr. Cain
then went to see Mr. Taylor aud
learn why his wife would not con
sent to the fence being removed.
Mr. Taylor remarked that his wife
did not object and Mr. Cain told
him that she had for the employ
ees said that she did. Mr. Taylor
remarked that the employees had
falsified and that he could whip
the one that said it. Cain remark
ed to Taylor that he need not get
“raw” about it for he might have
to take a whipping. This quarrel
took place in the morning aud no
trouble resulted from the same.
After the above quarrel Mr.
Cain went with Oscar Bishop and
Lewis Best, the employees, to re
move the fence and when they did
so Mrs. Taylor apologized to Mr.
Cain and they parted friendly.
Later Mr. Taylor asked :4r.
Cain to go to his, Taylor’s, home
and they would [consult his wife
and thus settle the dispute. Mr.
Cain told him that his wife had
already apologized and that the
dispute was settled entirely and
after a few other words they sep
arated.
THE KILLING.
The men again met iu front of
Cain’s livery stable about 2:30 in
the afternoon and asto the exact
words leading up to the following,
we are unable to learn. The first
words that were heard bv witness
es were when Taylor asked Cain,
“Do you mean to say that my wife
lied,” to which Mr. Cain replied,
“yes.” Taylor at once struck
Cain in the face with his list.
Cain staggered backward from the
blow and reached for his pistol
which was in a scabbard under
neath his left arm but it is thought
could not get the same out because
of the hammer hanging to his
clothing. Taylor drew his pistol
and fired five times four of which
were deadly shots. As he fired,
Cain remarked, “Hot don’t shoot
me,” and began retreating.
The first bullet struck Cain’s
right arm about three inches be
low the shoulder, entering the
body just underneath the arm.
Another penetrated the side about
three inches below the first wound.
Another entered the trousers at
the right thigh and came out about
three inches to the left. This bul
let did not enter the deceased’s
body. Two other bullet holes
I were found, one entering the right
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shoulder blade aud the other en
tering in the ceuter of the back
about two inches to the right of
the spinal column. Four bullets
were sent through the man’s body
two passing out near the left
breast. None of the bullets en
tered Cain’s body from the front,
all the entrances being found in
his side and back. He ran to the
wagon a few feet nearby and ex
claimed, “I’m dead, I’m dead”
and with a turn fell across the
side-walk dead. Taylor went at
once and surrendered to Deputy
Sheriff, June Dallas, who took him
in custody.
Both men were deputy sheriffs
and Taylor was city marshal. The
pistol Cain wore was a 38 S. & W.
Special and the one Taylor used
was of the same make and kind.
In our town woman’s clubs are
becoming quite numerous, and
while they are criticised by some,
they are certainly beneficial in
many ways. In small towns and
villages the club has been a special
providence to many a weary
mother or to the woman of few
early advantages and large aspir
ations. In our great cities wo
men’s clubs have been the first to
institute social reforms and to
call public attention to crying
evils. They have controlled
superficial and selfish social cus
toms until such customs have be
come obsolete. In home govern
ment and the training of children
they long ago struck the key-note
of a grand cnoral of reform which
will become more and more har
monious as the years roll by. Out
of the selfish “ego” tht, have
evolved the progressive “we.”
They have strengthened two weak
hands with the combined power
of twenty or a hundred; they have
taken a dull uncut gem of thought
and polished it until it has been
fit for the purest setting in refined
gold; they have mastered great
difficulties, conquered absurd
prejudices, and solved difficult
problems; and the grandest work
of all has been to the women their
own possibilities and the glory of
their own heritage.
There are times when purse
strings are tightened where there
is a proposition of a public nature
calling for contributions. Men
will talk of their past contribu
tions, of the failure of this and
the other project, and will refuse
to pay money for further plans
which they say will not bring
money to their pockets. There
are some of these men to be found
in every community, just as there
are small potatoes in every hill.
But when this condition becomes
general, when men to whom the
community has a right to look for
a slight return for the benefit and
the prosperity which they enjoyed
refuse thus to discharge one of
their plainest duties and when the
number of such men becomes so
great as to threaten the success of
movements in the public interest
that condition is an evidence of a
species of dry rot which, if not
speedily removed will land the
community in the commercial
graveyard.
Every man talks in an impor
tant way about his mail. He has
to go down town Sundays to get
his mail; hates to leave town be
cause he misses his mail, and all
there is in it is a bill or two and
circulars advertising a mining
scheme. If he chances to be at
home when he opens it, “hush,”
the mother will tell the children;
don’t disturb your father while he
is reading his mail.
There are few towns where the
stores present a more pleasing ap
pearance than those of our town.
Our merchants take a pride in the
appearance of their respective
places of business and such pride
is certainly commendable. That
is not all, they carry good, clean
stocks df merchandise and their
reputation for fair dealing draws
a splendid patronage from the
surrounding territory.
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Farmers Educational
—AND—
Co - Operative Union
Of America
Our Mainstay, the Farmer.
Let trusts and corporations burst
Like bubbles in the air,
And every Bull in Wall street’s length
Be swallowed by a Bear.
The land Is safe, while rising up
At cock-crow in the morn
The farmer drives his furrow straight
And plants his golden corn.
Let banks close up their iron doors,
And bank officials flee
With all the trusting public’s cash
To lands across the sea.
There’s nothing in the world to fear.
We'll have enough to eat,
While in his broad and fertile fields
The farmer sows his wheat.
Though railroads should forget to pay
Their dividends when due,
And men promoting wildcat schemes
Look very glum and blue.
There is no need to feel alarmed
(Remember what I say)
Unless the farmer should forget
To gather in his hay.
—Leslie’s Weekly.
Figures Show Farmers’ Prosperity.
The remarkable progress in power
of production in the agricultural
world was uniquely summed up by
the president of the National Farm
ers’ Congress, Mr. John Stahl, in
opening his address at the last annual
convention at Rock Island, when he
said:
l congratulate you, as representa
tives of the United States, on ma
terial prosperity. To the nation's
production the farmers of the United
States this year contributed six bil
lion dollars.
"We hear much of the Standard
Oil Company, and ita wealth, but our
annual exports—not production, but
export—of cotton alone has a value
four times as great as all the petro
leum produced in the United States
is a year.
"From the attention given disturb
ances in coal mining one might con
sider that coal is a very important
production in this country.
"But year after year the farm prod
ucts of the United States have on
the farm a value more than sixteen
times the value at the mine of all the
coal dug in the United States.
"We have become the greatest pig
iron producing country in the world,
yet each year the grain of one crop—
corn—has a value five times greater
than all the pig-iron produced in this
country.
"Why, the corn grown each year
by the farmers of Illinois alone, has
a value about equal to our entire pro
duction of pig-iron.
“Every time our miners dig a dollar
from our gold mines, we farmers dig
(70 dollars from the ground, and
every time our miners dig a dollar of
silver from our mines, we dig $165
from the ground.
“The farm products of the United
States have a value more than twelve
times greater than all the gold and
silver mined in all the world.
“With their products of one year
only, the farmers of this country
could buy at par all the stock of all
the national banks of the entire coun
try, not once or twice, but eight
times over, and they could pay all
the wages and salaries in our great
Iron and steel industries thirty-four
times and have money left.
"During the past sixteen years our
exports of all articles have exceeded
our imports by $5,092,000,000. In the
same period our exports of farm
products exceeded our Imports of
farm products by $6,636,000,000.
“The fanner is responsible for our
enormous favorable balance in inter
national trade.
"In all the world no other class in
any country produces as much wealth
as the farmers of the United States."
Learn How to Sell.
Alone the farmer has no more
chance with the market combine than
a rabbit has with a hungry bulldog.
Collectively he may hold his own and
get a fair price for his product.
Figure a bit: Five cents a bushel
added to the price of wheat means
a gain of $1 to $1.60 per acre. One-half
a cent per pound means a gain of $5
in every 1,000 pounds of beef or pork
or mutton. Co-operation in selling
will bring these advances and more.
Twenty-five cents a bushel added
to the sweet potato crop in four years
has raised the growers of Tidewater
county Virginia, from poverty to re
spectable wealth. Southern cotton
growers have made $3,000,000 a year
clear profit above the average by
sticking together. Organization is the
“big stick” of commerce and it is
time for farmers to learn to use it.
If the farmers undertake to finance
their cotton through ' a certificate
plan their greatest opposition may
be expected from the bankers, who
can issue bank scrip based on their
promise to pay, or banknote currency
based on watered railroad stocks and
bonds. But the merchant who ac
cepted bank scrip last year will find
himself hard pressed to give any good
reason for not accepting cotton scrip
this year.
It doesn’t pay to cut burdock with
a hoa. Use a spade and cut deep.
NOT DRESSED FOR OCCASION
Niceties of Englieh Etiquette Exem
plified by Incident in Sport
ing Field.
Richard Harding Davis, one of
Westchester county’s new deputy
sheriffs, came into White Plains
with his kennel master the other
day, says the New York Times.
While awaiting his kennel master
outside a dog biscuit shop, Mr.
Harding Davis discussed sport.
“Sport is as good here as it is
abroad,” he said, “but abroad they
are more punctilious. Your Eng
lishman must always be correct. He
has a wardrobe of smooth, sleek,
dark clothes for town; a wardrobe
of knickers and thick woolens for
Alpine winter sports; a wardrobe
of flannels for the seashore, and so
on, with other wardrobes for deer
stalking, for fox hunting, for driv
ing, even for smoking and drinking.
“I remember once, in my early
youth, I was shooting over a duke’s
covers. A very grave and elegant
young marquis was stationed near
me. Suddenly the duke shouted to
the marquis:
“ ‘There goes a hare! Let him
have it!’
“But the marquis shook his head.
“ ‘I can’t, duke,’ he said. I’m in
my pheasant costume.’ ”
FIRST MUNICIPAL GOLF LINKS.
Bournemouth was the first local
authority in England to start mu
nicipal golf links. The charge there
is 25 cents a round. Last year the
receipts were $13,990. Nottingham
has also some fine municipal links,
wmcn are paying well, oneineia
has just been considering a scheme
for its own links, and the Brighton
corporation has the formation of
golf courses on its list of municipal
undertakings. At Edinburgh a
charge of four cents only is made,
although the two links are among
the finest in the country. Some of
the Scottish burgs have made the
pastime the most popular in their
list by affording cheap facilities for
the game to be played.
TWO GREAT ORATORS.
As an orator Demosthenes was
head and shoulders above the Ro
man. The great Athenian stands in
a class all by himself, if we are
to believe the consensus of learned
opinion. Cicero, it is said, prided
himself on his facully of extempor
iz’ng at need, but probably trusted
little to it on great occasions; while
with Demosthenes it was the rule
never to speak without the most
careful preparation. The speeches
of both were spoken without manu
script. They would never have
made the reputation they did if they
had been tied down to their notes.—
New York American.
THE FRIEND IN NEED.
Small Boy (to old gentleman who Is
afraid of wetting hjs feet)—Carry you
across for ten cents, sir.
PRACTICAL APPLICATION.
“Ah, kind friend,” said the moral
ist, “it is deeds, not words, that
count.”
“0, I don’t know,” replied the
woman. “Did you ever send a tele
gram?”—Stray Stories.
HINT TO A TARDY LOVER.
Papa (from the next room)—
Ethel, aren’t you going to light the
gas in there?
Ethel—Yes, papa; we were just
speaking of-er-striking a match.—
Stray Stories.
THEY LOVE EACH OTHER SO.
Cora—Have you seen my new
photographs, dear? Every one says
they look exactly like me.
Dora—What a shame! Can’t
you get another sitting?
A PATIENT SUFFERER.
Boy (to tramp)—Don’t you get
awful tired of doin’ nothin’, mister?
Tramp—Terrible! But I never
complains. Everybody has thpr
troubles!
•I. I. CAIN
Jas. I. Cain, aged 39 years li
months and 29 days, died in ’ this
city Tuesday evening about 2 -30
o’clock Oct. 20, 1908.
The deceased was born in Pump
kin Bend Oct. 21, 1868, and was
married Dec. 29, 1890 to Miss
Olivia Anthony, of Stone county
to which union there has been bora
ten children four of whom are liv
ing, Annie, Myrtle, May and Wil
lie.
Mr. Cain moved his family here
from Morton two years ago and'
purchased the livery establishment
of Wood & Son and also a third
interest in the Jeffries & Marsh
meat market. His career in these
lines has been one of success.
For about eight years he uae
been a devout member of the
Methodist church. He was also a
member of the Woodmen of the.
World and an Odd Fellow, the
burial services being under the
auspices of the latter order..
The services were held in the
Fakes’ family cemetery north of
town Wednesday evening and
the scene at the grave was the
most heart-reudiug ever witnes
sed by the writer. Both saint and
sinner wept as though they had
lost a dear relative and we feel safe
in saying that not a single face
out of a procession of over 200''
people was left uumoistened with
tears. On the day following his
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'*uuiu nave uctju ^rv/ vears
old but the fatal moment came the
day before.
The dear wife not only mourns
the death of a true husband but
also of a sweet little baby boy that
was born to her Wednesday, the
day that the husband’s remains
were laid to rest. The child lived
only a few hours when death took
its soul for a visit to its father
who had a few hours before pro
ceeded it to that world beyond.
There is no* language at our com
mand by which we can fittingly
portray the sincerity of this gen
tleman's Christian character; and
in the experience of a lifetime,,
the writer hereof can safely say,,
he never met one who seemed to
more nearly walk hand in hand
with God. Conscience guided
every act. He was a model of
mental industry in his efforts to
entertain and instruct his people.
He was strictly honest in the ser
vice he rendered. In short, he
was not only a model Christian,
buthe was an honorable gentle
man, in the highest sense that
term implies. To man, woman
or child, saint or sinner, he al
ways extended a cordial greeting,,
that lent a ray of light to brighten
their pathway in the journey of
life. He commanded the respect
of all sects and classes of people,
as the attendance at his funeral
fully verified. It was so perfectly
natural for him to do right. We
did not fully appreciate his true
worth, until after the thread of
life was severed. But as we
caught a glimpse or me
white sail that bore him away
to the distant shore,, we awakened
to the realization that a good and
A father and mother, Mr. and
Mrs. N. N Cain, a wife and four
daughters, one sister, Mrs. John
Mitchell, and two brothers, A. D.
Cain, of Morton, and W. R. Cain,
of Augusta, are left to mourn his
death.
CARD OF THANKS.
To the friends who eame to us
in our hour of trouble, and con*
tributed all that human kindness
could suggest, to help and com
fort, we return most heartfelt
thanks, and although such devot
ed friendship cannot remove t »
sad memories that linger aroun
our vacant chair, it brings in
view the brightest side of huroau
righteous man had been taken
from our midst.
nd throws the pure light of
unselfish friendship into “