City Directory.
MUNICIPAL OFFICERS
Mayor, M. L. Arnold,
Recorder, E. W. Magness,
Treasurer, O. F. Craig,
Marshal, Walter Pascoe,
Aldermen:- F. C. Hoyt, R. B. Ad
ams, G. O. Magness, C. M. Edwards
and VV, C. Minis.
Council meets first Monday night in
each month.
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CHURCHES
Methodist church, services at 11, a.
hm and 7:30 p. m. the second and fourth
Sundays in each month. Rev. C. H.
Newman, pastor.
Baptist church, services at 3 p. m.
Saturday before first Sunday, and •
a. m. first Sunday in each month.
Rev. VV. p. Jackson, pastor.
Christian church, services first and
third Sundays in each month at 11 a.
m. and 7:30 p. m. Rev. J. 11. McDon
tel, Pastor.
FRATERNITIES *
Rannelly Chapter R. A. M. meets
third Saturday night. I. C. Nuckolls,
E. H. 1’.; T. li. Hearing, Sec.
Newark Lodge F. & A. M. No. 248
meets second Saturday night. R. K.
McHenry, W. M.: J. T. Tharp, Sec.
Newark Encampment 1. O. (). F. 42
meets second and fourth Wednesday
nights. (). (). Moss, C. P.; G. L. Fink,
■ Scribe.
Newark Camp W.O.W. No. 288 meets
second and fourth Tuesday nights in
j month. C. .1. Magness, C. C.; J. T.
Tharp. Clerk
Newark Grove W. C. No. '7 meets
first and third Tuesday nights. Mrs.
(. M. Edwards, Guardian; N. A.
Speed, Clerk.
Newark Lodge 1. O. O. F. No. 203
meets the first and third Wednesday
nights. ). W. Stone, N. G ; T. M.
Harrelson, Secretary.
Banner Behekali Lodge No. 13
meets every Saturday afternoon at 3
o'clock. Mrs. T. .1. Raney, N. G.; Miss
Lucy Lawton, secretary.
Independence Lodge No. 2379 K. &
L. of H. meets first and mi i d Monday
nights in eacli month. E. M. Edgar,
Protector; Zed Griffith, Secretary.
A. A. HENDERSON
Notary Public
Makes a specialty of
Writing and Correcting Deeds.
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THE DEATH’S
HEAD MOTH
E y H . G. WELLS
(Author of the “The Mtfrtions,*
‘‘The Food of the Uod*," etc.)
(Copyright, by Joseph B. Bowles.)
Probably you have heard of the
great feud between Hapley, the en
tomologist, and Prof. Pawkins.
It began years and years ago, with a
revision of the microlepidoptera
(whatever these may be) by Pawkins,
rTi Which he extinguished a new sj>e
cies created by FTapley. Hapley, who
was always quarrelsome, replied by a
stinging impeachment of the entire
classification of Pawkins.
It was a long struggle, vicious from
the beginning, ami growing at last to
pitiless antagonism.
In 1891 Pawkins, whose health had
been bad for some time, published
some work upon the “mesoblasf" of
the Death’s Head Moth. But the work
was far below his usual standard, and |
gave Hapley an opening he had cov
eted for years.
In an elaborate critique he rent
Pawkins to tatters, and Pawkins made
a reply, halting, ineffectual, with pain
ful gaps of silence, and yet malignant.
There was no mistaking his will to ■
wound Hapley, nor his incapacity to
do it. But few of those who heal'd
him realized how ill the man was.
Hapley had got his opponent down, ;
and meant to finish him. He followed :
with a simply brutal attack upon ’
Pawkins, in the form of a paper upon !
the development of moths in general, j
The rejoinder of Pawkins was to catch
the influenza, to proceed to pneumo* !
nJa, and to die.
In his private thoughts Hapley .
could not forgive Pawkins for dying. 1
It left Hapley’s mind with a queer 1
gap in it. For 20 years he had worl/ d j
hard, sometimes far into the night,
anJ. seven days a week, with micro
scope. scalpel, collecting-net and pen,
and almost entirely with reference to
Pawkins. It had killed Pawkins; but
it had also thrown Hapley out of gear. :
so to speak, and his doctor advised j
him to give up work for a time and
rest. So Hapley went down into a ;
quiet village in Kent, and thought i
day and night of Pawkins, and of
good things it was now impossible to
say about him.
At last Hapley began to realize in
what direction the preoccupation
tended. He determined to make a
fight for it, and started by trying to
read novels. But he could not get
his mind off Pawkins, white in the
face, and making his last speech.
it was on the third day afterwards
that Hapley became aware of a novel
addition to the local fauna, lie was
working late at tho microscope, and
the only light in the room was the
brilliant little lamp with the special
form of green shade.
One eye was over the instrument.
With the other eye Hapley saw, as it
were, without seeing.
Suddenly his attention drifted from
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FAR INTO THE NIGHT.
one eye to the other. The table-cloth
was of the material called tapestry
by shopmen and rather brightly col
ored. The pattern was in gold, with
a small amount of crimson and pale
blue upon a grayish ground. At one
point the pattern seemed displaced,
and there was a vibrating movement
of the colors at this point.
Hapley suddenly moved his head
back and looked with botn eyes. His
mouth fell open with astonishment.
It was a large moth, or butterfly,
its wings spread in butterfly fashion!
It was strange it should be in the
room at all, for the windows were
closed. Strange that it should not
have attracted his attention w'hen
fluttering to its present position.
Strange that ft should match the table
cloth. Stranger far that to him, Hap
ley, the great entomologist, it was al
together unknown. There was no de
i lttsion. It was crawling slowly toward
the foot of the lamp.
Hooking around him for some
means of capturing the moth, he rose
| slowlv out of his chair Suddenly the
! insect rose, struck tne ease or the
lampshade—Hapley heard the “ping" )
i —and vanished into the shadow.
In a moment Hapley had whipped j
off the shade, so that tlie whole room :
was illuminated. The thing had dis- j
appeared, but soon his practiced eye
detected it upon the wallpaper near
the door. He went toward it, poising
the lampshade for capture. Before he
was within striking distance, however,
it had risen and was fluttering round
the room.
The third time he overturned the
lamp, which very luckily, went out j
Hanley was left in the dark. With i
a. start he felt the strange moth blun
der into his face.
It was maddening. He had no
lights. If he opened the door of the j
room the thing would get away. In
the darkness he saw Pawkins quite
distinctly, laughing at him. Pawkins
had evor an oily laugh. He swore
furiously and stamped his foot on the i
floor.
Hapley very suddenly decided to
give up the moth and go to bed. But
he was excited.
Then he found the moth crawling
over his counterpane. He sat on
the edge of the bed in his shirt
sleeves and reasoned with himself.
Was It pure hallucination? He knew
he was slipping, and he battled for
his sanity with the same energy he
had formerly displayed against Paw- |
kins. So persistent is mental habit,
that he felt as if i„ were still a strug
gle with Pawkins. He was well versed
in psychology. He knew that such
visual illusions do come as a result j
of mental strain. But the point was,
he did not only see the moth, he had i
heard it when it touched the edge of
the lampshade, and afterward when it
hit against the wall, and he had felt j
it strike his face in the dark.
It was a dim. gray night; an almost
unbroken sheet of watery cloud was
sweeping across the moon, and the i
hedge and trees in front of the house
were black against the pale roadway.
Hapley’s landlady, hearing strange
noises, looked out of her window and
saw Hapley, like a ghost in his shirt
and white trousers, running to and fro
in the road and beating the air. Now
he would stop, now he would dart very i
rapidly at something invisible, now he
would move upon it with stealthy
strides.
“Mrs. Colville." said Hapley, nailing
down the staircase next morning, “I
hope I did not alarm you last night.”
“You may well ask that!” said Mrs.
Colville.
“The fact is, I am a sleep-walker.
There is nothing to be alarmed about,
really. I am sorry I made such an 1
ass of myself. I will go over to Shore
ham. and get some stuff to make me
sleep soundly.”
Half-way over the down, by the
chalk-pits, the moth came upon Hapley
j again. He went on, trying to keep
his mind upon chess problems, but it
was no good. The thing fluttered into 1
his face, and he struck at it with his
! hat in self-defense. Then rage, the obi
rage—the rage he had so often felt
against Pawkins—came upon him
again. He went on, leaping and strik
ing at the eddying insect. Suddenly
he trod on nothing and fell headlong.
There was a gap in his sensations,
and Hapley found himself sitting on
the heap of stones in front of the
opening of the chalk-pits, with a leg
twisted back under him.
Late that night, after his broken leg
was set, he was feverish. He was
lying flat on his bed, and he began
to run his eyes around the room to
see if the moth was still about. H*
tried not to do this, but it was no
good. He soon caught sight of the
thing resting close to his hand, by
the night-light, on the green table- j
cloth. The wings quivered. With a
sudden wave of anger he smote at it
with his fist, and the nurse woke tip
with a shriek. He had missed it.
'That moth!” he said; and then,
j *it was fancy. Nothing!”
All the time he could see quite eloar
i ly tlie insect going tyound the cqrnice
and darting across the room, and he
could also see that the nurse saw noth
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ing of it and looked at him strangely.
Ha must keep himself in hand. He
knew he was a lost man if he did
not keep himself in hand. But as the
night waned the fever grew- upon him,
and the very dread he had of seeing
the moth made him see it. About five,
just as the dawn was gray, he tried to
get out of bed and catch it, though his
leg was afire with pain. The nurse
had to struggle with hint.
Because of this they tied him down
to the bed. At this the moth grew
bolder, and once he felt it settle in
his hair. Then, because he struck
out violently with his arms, they tied
these also. At this the moth came
and crawled over his face, and Hap
ley wept, swore, screamed, prayed un
availinglv for them to take it off him.
Now Hapley is spending the re
mainder of his days in a padded room,
worried by a moth that no one else
can see. The asylum doctor calls it
hallucination; but Hapley, when he
is in his easier mood, and can talk,
says it is the ghost of Pawkins, and
consequently a unique specimen and
well worth the trouble of catching.
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A tall woman, pressed in black, and
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madam, .lust allow me to show you
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