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GETTING ACQUAINTED :
By ALLEN BROCK.
Bob, who had just got home from a
week’s visit with the Farringtons at
their cottage on Black lake, wrapped
his feet securely around the porch
rails and started an after-dinner cigar.
“Isn’t it funny,” he remarked, re
flectively, after a meditative puff oi
two, “what a difference a summer cot
tage makes?” _
The little group on the veranda
looked at him lazily, awaiting further
exposition of his theme.
“You know,” continued Bob, “I’ve
always been a little afraid of the Far
ringtons, especially of Nell.”
“That's because you’re badly
nicked,” said Sam, with brotherly can
dor. “A fellow’s always afraid of a
girl when he’s really nicked.”
“No such thing,” said Bob. “I’ve
never been one of the diffident, self- j
effacing kind that thinks he’s a worm
in the dust whenever he compares
himself with a girl he happens to
like.”
“No, I’ll say that for him,” admitted j
Sam. “Excessive modesty has never ;
been one of his afflictions.”
“When you get through roasting,” ;
said Bob, pleasantly, “I’ll go ahead
and tell you some more about my
visit.”
"Yes, let’s hear about the Farring
tons,” said Jessie.
“Well, what I meant by being afraid
of them was that I never felt quite as
though I could go to their house with
out making a kind of set piece of it
—gloves and stick and visiting cards
and ‘Is Miss Farrington in?’ with my
politest accent. It wasn’t that they
were stiff or ceremonious or anything
of that sort. If they had been the
kind of people that sentence you to
one chair when you come to call I
should never have gone near their
house. They were always cordial and
informal enough, but somehow even
their informality always had such a
polite little finish to it that I used
to feel as though I never could be
quite so nice as they were, no matter
how hard I tried. Mrs. Farrington
would come in and put me at my ease
with just the correct little social
formula and Nell and I exchanged
amenities according to the precepts
she had learned at Miss Winter’s
finishing school. Mr. Farrington was
friendly in a dignified way that seemed
to call upon me to address him as
‘sir.' He would offer me cigars that
I never felt quite free to smoke until
Bert took me down to the billiard
room, though Nell and her mother al
ways insisted that they liked cigar
smoke. Somehow I used to feel that
they would all be corking people to
know when I really got to know them
well enough not to be so polite, but
Bert was the only one with whom I
was on real comfortable scrapping
terms.
“When they invited me to go up to
their cottage last week of course they
told me the usual story about their
informal, primitive way of living—
back to nature and all that sort of
thing—but I’ve been bluffed like that
before and wasn’t prepared for the
Pleasant reality.”
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I went up with Bert Saturday
Eight,” narrated Bob. “When we got
to the place Sunday morning the first
person I saw was Mr. Farrington. He
Was on the dock in a bathing suit in
dustriously trying to untangle a fish
•ine. ‘Hello, boys,’ he said. ‘Hello,
Heaton! Give ^ me a hand with this
blankety, blank line, will you? Say,
have either of you fellows got any
makings? The only thing I don’t like
about life in Lonsomehurst is that
its so confounded hard to get a smoke
when you want one.’
Then he took me into the boat
house and showtd me confidentially
^isht black, Jiass. that , he had bought j
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Statement of the Condition of the
BANK OF McCRORY
at the Close of Business Dec. 31, 1915
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RESOURCES
Loans ..$ 47,850.37
Overdrafts. 31.42
Real Estate. 5,053.47
Furniture & Fixtures. 2,959.08
Cash and Due From Banks.. .. 148,894.70
County Script. 318.69
$205,107.73
LIABILITIES
Capital.$ 20,000.00
Surplus & Undivided Profits Net 2,175.95
Deposits. 182,931.78
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$205,107.73
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We, E. T. Wherry, President, and H. W. Jernigan, Cashier, of the above
named bank do solemnly swear that the above statement is correct.
Signed: E. T. WHERRY, President.
H. W. JERNIGAN, Cashier.
the
Subscribed and sworn to before me, a notary public in and for
County of Woodruff and State of Arkansas, this 5th day of January, 1916.
Signed: G. W. BARBER, Notary Public.
My commission expires December, 6th, 1917.
Statement of Condition 10 Years Ago
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RESOURCES
Loans.$ 35,420.56
Overdrafts. 12.14
Bank Building and Lot... 1,464.04
Furniture and Fixtures. 1,584.10
Cash in Vault. 7,265.42
|| Due From Banks. 31,563.66
^ $ 77,309.93
LIABILITIES
Capital Stock Paid in.$ 10,000.00
Surplus and Undivided Profits.. 2,149.24
Demand Deposits.. 61,695.54
Time Deposits. 3,465.15
$77,309.93
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past, we extend our thanks for their patronage; and
to them, as well as to the many whom we will serve
usefully for the first time in 1916, we extend our best
wishes for an increase of health and prosperity during
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from a boy that morning and that he
was going to catch after breakfast.
By that time Nell came to the door of
the cottage. •
‘“Hello, kids!’ she called out. I’m
so glad you’re here! Breakfast is
ready, and I’m starved.’
“Collars and stiff clothes were rig
idly barred, and it didn’t take me long
to get into a sweater, where I stayed
“After breakfast Mrs. Farrington
asked me in a matter-of-fact way to
turn the ice cream freezer, and as
Nell helped I didn’t mind. Once,
when we were tasting the cream, we
bumped our heads together and after
that we felt a lot better acquainted.
“Then we went in swimming and
dried in the sun on the dock, and Nell
and I stumped each other to hop over
the cracks on one foot. After that
she showed me how she could ride on
the flying Dutchman, a contrivance
that some children had rigged in the
back yard. It is a long board that
spins around on a pivot, and you have
to straddle it, jockey fashion, to stick
on. When I asked Nell whether she
had learned that accomplishment at
Miss Winter’s, the suggestion over
came her and she rolled off.”
“I suppose when she gets back to
town you’ll go around there to call
with gloves and stick and visiting
cards?” asked Sam.
Bob grinned. ‘‘Not on your life,”
said he. "After this I go around to
the back fence and whistle.”
All Right, but—
A Scotch servant shortly after her
marriage met her former mistress and
on being asked how she was getting
on she replied: ‘‘I’m getting on fine
mem; but ah, I canna bide the man.”—
Boston Evening Transcript
Dr. J. R. Piercey was in Little
Rock last week where he wit
nessed the great movie play,
j “The Birth of a Nation.” \
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me the past year and in
a spirit of True Thank
fulness 1 wish all my
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