City Directory.
MUNICIPAL officers
Mayor, M. L. Arnold,
Recorder, E. VV. Madness,
Treasurer, O. F. Craig,
Marshal, Walter Pascoe,
Aldermen:- F. C. Hoyt, 11. B. Ad
ams, G. O. Madness, C. M. Edwards
and W. C. Mims.
Council meets first Monday night in
each month.*
CHURCHES
Methodist church, services at 11, a.
*n and 7:30 p. m. the second and fourth
Sundays in each month. Kev. C. II.
N'ewmau, pastor.
Baptist church, services at 3 p. m.
Satur • be fort rst Sunday, and
•a. m. lirst Sunday in each month.
Rev. V/. p. Jackson, pastor.
Christian church, services lirst and
third Sundays in each month at 11 a.
m. and 7:30 p. ru. Rev. J. 11. McDon
3el, Pastor.
fraternities
Dannelly Chapter H. A. .VI. meets
third Saturday night. 1. C. Nuckolls.
E- H. P.; T. II. Dealing, Sec.
Newark Lodge F. A A. M. No. ‘J4>
meets second Saturday night. R. K.
McHenry, W. M.: J. T. Tharp, Sec.
Newark Encampment I. (). (). F. 42
meets second and fourth Wednesday
nights. O. O. Moss, C. P.: G. L. Fink,
Scribe.
Newark Camp W.O.W. No. 2<s> meets
second and fourth Tuesday nights in
month. O. .1. Magness, C. G; O. K.
A'raig. Clerk
Newark Grove IV. No. S7 meets
‘liistaiuJ third Tuesday nights. Mrs.
A. M. Edwards, Guardian; N. A.
Speed, Clerk.
Newark Lodge I. O. O. F. No. 263
meets the tirst and third Wednesday
« nights. .). W. Stone, N. G ; T. M.
Harrelson, Secretary.
Banner Rebekah Lodge No. 13 ,
meets every Saturday afternoon at 3
o’clock. Mrs. T. .1. Raney, N. G.; Miss
Eucy Lawton, secretary. ,
Independence Lodge No. 2379 IC. & 1
E. of II. meets first and tnird Monday t
nights in each month. E. M. Edgar,
Protector; Zed Griffith, Secretary
v L Pascoe L. o Poe
fe^hone No. 10 Phone No. 24
9-“ PASCOE & POE
Physicians and Surgeons
Office with Newark Drufj Company,
Front Street. Phone No 17
Office hours8 to 12 a. in., and 1 too p. m
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GRIFFITH & MORROW
Paxley was very fond of children.
Everybody knew that, from the scrub
woman, who invariably did him out
of sundry dollars when there was an
extra cold spell in winter or a par
ticularly unhealthy spell in summer,
to the chief himself, who always
showed him the latest pictures of his
own small flock and let Flossie, the
smallest, go to the big outer office to
kiss “her Paxie whenever she came
downtown to visit.
At the same time, Paxley abhorred
women, and insisted that he would
never marry. People said it was too
bad. for Paxley made a good, com
fortable salary, was well enough to
look at, and as st ady a chap as one
would care to meet. Paxley himself
always declared that he was going to
devote himself to an orphan asylum,
and actually haunted two or three un
til scared off from each by a succes
sion of wily and designing nurses, who
made his life a burden. Then he fell
back on newsboys and stray acquaint
ances of the parks and street cars,
until one morning he electrified the
office with the news that he had ac
quired a baby.
“I really suppose I ought to feel
mournful,’’ said he, as he explained
matters to the interested but bewil
dered crowd that gathered about him;
but I m not—I'm gleeful! You see
it s this way. The baby's my cousin's.
You rc member, maybe, that I had a
cousin who died last spring? Well,
this kid was oniy about a month old
at the time. Now, eight months later,
the mother dies, too. She had no pa
rents. My cousin hadn’t any. There’s
no one for that blessed baby to fall ;
back on but me! And I’ve got him!”
Paxley went systematically to work
•o enjoy his new blessing. ,
He left his comfortable bachelor ]
ipartments, where he had been en- (
Wheeled Around and Nearly Knocked
Haines Down.
sconced for years, and set up a small
house In the sqburbs because he said
that city air was bad for children.
He imported an aged relative of the
feminine persuasion to look after the
baby, and hired a waiter with whom
he had grown familiar at his restau
rant. to go out and do the cooking and :
fire building.
Most of the people in the office felt '
rather sorry for Paxley, in spite of his :
evident joy. But he bore the hurried
rush for his suburban cars, the long
rides, and the lack of many of his old
I amusements with a smile, and, if he
minded, he never told. In some ways
Paxley was a hero.
When the baby first arrived upon
the scene he had remarked to his
cronies, inside the office and out of it,
that as soon as the youngster became
interesting they should come out.
It was Jenkins who first noticed the
change in Paxley. Jenkins was too
busy, both at home and at work, to
! much of the other fellows, so when
he did happen to wake up and look at
them he was the more apt to notice
slight changes. And in July he an
nounced that Paxley was looking tired.
hen Jenkins spoke of it, the rest re
alized that it was true.
“I don’t think very much of that
kid of yours. Pax.” announced Haines
one day with a sounding thwack on
Paxley’s shoulder. “He can’t be very
bright—”
Paxley. red as a turkey gobbler,
wheeled round, and nearly knocked
Haines down before that astonished
gentleman could conclude—“or he'd be
saving of the strength of his guardian
angel.”
When Paxley heard that he calmed
down and apologized to Haines, and
took the whole crowd out to dinner.
The boys told him his outlandish
nervousness was only another proof
that he was worn out and needed a '
rest. Paxley said he guessed they
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were Jolly near right. and the aex
<la.j he asked for his vacation H
got It In August and went away Bu
every one groaned when they hear,
that he had not gone to the country
hut to New York?; and that he had tak
on the ancient relative and the bain
along with him.
Most foolish thing I ever heard of1'
stormed Haines one night, as a crowc
of I axley’s friends hung about th<
cool club library.
Of all things to take a kfd alone
on your vacation! And then, to go to
a hot, jammed-up city' What’d you
let him do It for, Hoc?"
r- But Dr. Donald McArthur, Pax’s
r, chum for 20 years and family physi
s clan for seven months, only shook his
is head.
Don’t ask me.” he remarked brok
0 enly, as he ate the ice from the bot
e tom of a tall, cool glass, “the move
ments of Paxley, and of young James
d ( hesterley Braden are quite beyond
1 my authority. But I tell you what,”
0 and the doctor rose and stared across
the table at the rest impressively,
3 Dax knows what he’s about. Don't
r* meddle.” And he stalked away.
When Paxley came back, it was easy
3 to see that the vacation had done him
. not the least particle of good. He
wras not only tired—he was thin, and
there was something fierce, and yet
* pitiful about his eyes. The boys got
1 over joking with him as they had
• done, and nobody spoke of his private
■ affairs, especially after little Cummins
suggested that it was time the great
and only James Chesterley Braden
should be put on exhibition.
Paxley glared at him so darkly, and
turned the subject in such a queer, !
unhappy sort of way, that after that
nobody mentioned the child again,
till Paxley himself began to do it
It was after Jenkins had been tell
ing of some of the funny sayings of
his little brood.
“Jim gets off a good thing occasion-"!
ally, now he’s beginning to talk,” said
Paxley, and every one felt better. It |
was so unusual not to be able to talk j
about anything and everything with j
Paxley.
The next day he had some bright
saying to retail, that made the boys
laugh heartily and honestly—not the !
conventional giggle that is generally j
I reserved for such accounts of juvenile !
! wit.
Paxley smiled. In fact, Haines, still !
resentful, asserted that he smirked ;
like a self-satisfied woman. But j
things were easier at any rate, and |
from that time on, Paxley talked of j
the boy freely, and told a store of j
funny things that became famous I
throughout the office.
The respect for “Paxley's kid” grew, i
That he was an exceptionally bright j
and clever little fellow everybody ad
mitted, and Cummins, who went out
with Pax and the doctor one Sunday
night and saw the boy in his crib, ga^e
an enthusiastic account of his beauty.
The crash came one stormy Decem
ber night, when Paxley had been a pa- j
rent-in-law, as the boys expressed it, '
for about a year.
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one or two more from the office, and
others who were members of his club,
were gathered again in the library as
they had been the summer before.
As usual, Haines started the conver
sation. “Paxley’s clean daffy over
that kid of his, isn’t he? Can’t hire
him to go out this winter, and he's
| thin as a wire fence.”
The others grunted. Then little
Cummins, rather red and altogether
j embarrassed, spoke,
j , "Well,” sputtered Cummins, ‘‘you
know that story he told about the
boy’s asking if the clouds were God's
i dust cloths?”
There was a grunt of assent. “Too !
j precocious—too precocious by far,” j
muttered Jenkins, who had got a night j
oft, and was enjoying the society of
adults unmixed with children.
“I don’t know about that,” went on !
Cummins, “for I don't know anything
about children. But I do know that
that’s an old story. I read it myself
in a magazine last night. And the
magazine was dated more than a year
■ago.” • j
There was an odd, strained silence. ;
"Yes,” said another man, “I—I've 1
had my suspicions myself. I told two 1
or thiee oi Pax s stories at a dinner 1
not long ago. and the people just «
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■ how lea—sain tney were every one of
them sray-bearded with age.”
“I’ve done that. too,” remarked
Haines, “but I thought maybe two kfds
could say the same funny things—
they’re capable of anything, you
i know.”
The doctor rose and walked undecid
edly up and down the room a few
times.
Then he stopped by the table, lean
ing forward, with his long fingers
resting lightly on the polished wood.
“Boys,” he said, and there was some
thing solemn in his voice which made
the others lay down their cigars and
; look expectantly at him. “Boys, I am
! going to do something I’ve never done
before—I’m going to betray the confl
| dence of a friend.”
The men sat very silent, gazing un
at him.
“If you would stop and think,” the
j doctor went on slowly, as though
! choosing his words. “I would not have
to tell. You would understand. But
you have not seen, and you must—for
your own good, and Baxley’s—and lit
tle Jim’s. Do you remember when he
flew at Haines when he said, jokingly I
he didn’t think much of the boy? The
strange trip to New York? The anxi
ety and the sorrow in his face for
months now? And these stolen sto
ries? For they are stolen, every one.
He’s stolen them for Jim. He’s heen
learning them for months. They’ve '
been his last weapons in the hardest !
fight he’s ever fought. For he’s been !
fighting against God this year. And |
he has not won. Oh. don’t you under- , :
stand?” For the first time the doctor I
raised his hands and threw them out
as though asking help and strength ,
from the men before him. “Don’t you
see? Little Jim will never say any *
bright things of his own. Because”_j
and unconsciously the doctor lapsed j
into the Scottish tongue of his boy- i
hood days—“because, lad’s Baxley’s
found his wee lamb is one of God’s '
poor Innocents.”
And only the waiter, who had Just
come in, noticed how blindly the doc- 1 (
tor walked across the room. i ,
For all the other men were itrange- J
ly blinded, too. j ,
RESOLUTIONS OF RESPECT
I o the Noble Grand and breth
ren of Newark Lodge No. 2(53 I.
O. (). F., Newark, Ark. We,
your committee appointed to draft
resolutions on the death of Broth
er W. B. Tomlinson, beg to sub
mit the following.
\\ hereas it has pleased the grand
Architect to remove from oui*
midst our beloved brother, W. B.
Tomlinson, who departed this lifa
Nov. 5th, 1006.
Resolved, That while we meek
ly bow to the will of our most ex
cellent Grand Master whose laws
are immutable, we desire to ex
press our deep sense of the loss
sustained in the death of our
brother.
Resol veil that this lodge has
lost a good member, the commun
ity an honorable citizen and the
family an affectionate husband and
father, and that we extend our sin
cere sympathy to the widow and
orphans of our deceased brother.
Resolved that a copy of thesa
resolutions be sent the bereaved
family, a copy be sent The New
irk Journal for publication and
hat these resolutions be spread
ipon a page of our records as an
‘vidence of respect for our belov
“d brother.
O. O. Moss,
A. H. Saylors,
T. M. Harrelson.
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\\ e have 680 acres timber laud
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>er acre. White and red oak tim
>er on land will pay for it. Craig
s Moore,
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