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.
PCTBUSHID THCRSDAT OF 1ACH WEEK 41
McCROBY, ARKANSAS.
WALTER W RANEY. Editor.
Entered at the Post-Office at McCror>
Arkansas, as Second-Class mall.matter.
June 11th. 1909.
SUBSCRIPTION RATES.
One Year. In advance. 91.0C
DEVIEW.
By Our Regular Correspondent.
Corn gathering has commenced
and is turning out O. K.
The farmers are making good
use of this hue weather, gathering
their crops.
Jordan union is on the boom,
having taken 5 new members at
last meeting.
Jeff Ford has made over one
thousand gallons of molasses with
his mill and he is not through yet.
Isam Harris, and family, who
left here several years ago to make
Texas their home, returned last
Friday.
Mr. and Mrs. J. H. Proctor are
mourning the loss of their little
twiu girl, who died Saturday, Oct.,
10, ’08.
Mrs. J. M. Haggard was called
to Wynne Saturday night to at
tend the bedside of her father,
Rev. J. W. Knight. Rev. Knight
passed away early Sunday morn
ing. The deceased was once a
citizen of this neighborhood.
Arthur Mitchell planted 3 quarts
of peas on less than ^ acre of land
and he has gathered 846 pounds
of peas. That is equal to 8 bush
els, $3 per bushel is $24. That
beats cotton. If one union man
can do that, why not others follow
suit!
J. D. WILDER, DEAD.
With a heavy heart we would
drop a tear to the memory of J. D.
W ilder.
His death, which came Sunday
morning about four o’clock, Oct.,
11. 1908, has brought the bitter
cup of sorrow to the lips of friends
and relatives. His was a heart of
gold. He was one of nature’s
nobleman in its truest sense, brave,
generous, manly. His was the
j soul of honor, and his friends and
friendships were sacred to him.
i J. D. Wilder the subject of this
memorial, was born in Alabama
and at the time of his death, was in
his thirtyeighth year.
It is sad at any time to stand
beside the bed of the dying and
watch life’s ebbing tide drifting
the loved one slowly, perhaps, but
surely into the great ocean of
eternity, but when there comes
whispering from parched lips -
j “Though I walk through the valley
I of death, I will fear no evil; for
Thou art with me; Thy rod and
Thy staff they comfort me,” it
brings a balm to the wounded
heart. Thus closed the life of this
noble man.
I Prof. Wilder had devoted his
entire life to educational work.
I
i'l was partly tnrougn ms eliorts
! that we now have setting, as it is,
! in the most eonspicious location of
our city our magnificient school
i building which is the idol of our
entire people. He served as
Principal of our school daring the
terms of 1903—4 and 1904—5.
Among other schools that he was
Principal of were those of Tip,
Beards, DeView. Roe and Haynes.
Prof. Wilder left here Sept., 15,
I to begin a nine months school at
the latter place. He had taught
; only four days when he was taken
very sick. For about three weeks
he lingered between life and death,
the latter claiming him last Sun
day morning.
A father, brother and three sis
! ters of the deceased reside near
Florence, Ala , at which place his
remains were shipped for inter
ment. J. W. Wilder, an uncle of
i this city accompanied the body to
■ its last resting place.
To the broken-hearted father,
; brother, and sisters, who sit in
! sorrow where his footsteps shall
never again find echo, we extend
the sympathy of one who loved
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him as a brother. When thev
have drained the cup may the
peace that passeth all understand
ing come to them fiom One who
cares for each little sparrow that
falls.
Wedding invitations for sale at
the News office
Just received, a car-load of
lumber aud shingles.
Hackney & Raymond.
Miss Virgie Folsom, of Brink
ley, is the guest of Miss Ruth
Powell.
Every member of a community
aud especially every parent should
take a deep interest in the public
school. It is not enough to pay
your school tax without complain
ing, or to know that the teachers
are qualified, nor is it even enough
to keep your children in school
regularly. If you are really inter
ested in the subject as you should
be, you should visit the school
regularly and persistently. Few
people have any idea what an in
centive it is to both teacher and
scholar to know that parents and
outsiders are taking a lively in
terest in their work. We believe
the “little folks” at school appre
ciate such interest more perhaps
than the larger ones. Still the ef
fect is not lost on any of them,
and we hope every parent will take
a hint from this and place the
public school on their visiting list.
REVELS.
By Our Regular Correspondent.
The Mercantile here is just
about completed.
Miss Dollie Smith spent Sunday
with Miss Mary Boyce.
Lee Miller, and family, spent
Sunday with Mrs. Moore.
Mr. and Mrs. Roy Boyce are the
proud parents of a baby boy.
Mrs. Yarbrough, and little son,
Darious, are on the sick list.
Miss Liunie Mowe, of Riovesta,
is visiting Miss Murv Boyce this
week.
C. C. Ward, and wife, spent
Sunday with Victor Stephenson
and wife
Mrs. Short and two sons, Ollie
and Robert, spent Sunday with
her sister, Mrs. Yarbrough.
Mr. Bird’s children, of River
side, spent Sunday with Master
Pleas and Richard Matthews.
Misses Ethel Rubottom and
Myrtle Devow spent Saturday and
Sunday with friends in Judsonia.
A. A. Douglass, of Memphis,
who has been visiting Mr. C. E.
Eaker left Wednesday for Mem
phis on business.
J. P. Wade, of Augusta, is here
looking after the new mercantile
company. Mr. Wade is general
manager of the new concern.
KNEW NONE BY THAT NAME
Massachusetts Postmaster Misunder
stood Inquiry Made by a Pros
pective Tourist.
A certain well-known New York
banker was preparing to take an
automobile tour on the north shore
of Massachusetts. His objective
point being the quaint fishing vil
lage of Gloucester, it occurred to
him that it would be wise to find out
in advance if that place afforded a
garage where his touring car could
be sheltered when not in use and re
paired when necessary.
To that end the banker wrote to
the postmaster, courteously asking
for the desired information. What
was his surprise a few days later
when the card he had inclosed in his
letter of inquiry came back with this
written thereon:
“I find in our city directory tha.,
no one of the name of Garage gets
mail at this office. The nearest to
it is a family of the name of Gam
mage, living on the Neck road.
“Postmaster.”
The banker courteously sent a sec
ond note thanking the postmaster
for his information.
IN GOOD COMPANY.
The Turnip—Old Cauliflower must
be on his good behavior, he hasn’t
been drunk for some time.
The Carrot—Yes. he swore off and is
living with the watermelons.
THE IRONY OF YOUTH.
The party of adults going fishing
did not want any children among
them, and the little ones who had an
inkling of the project were satisfied
as to the falsity of their suspicions
of the real nature of the trip. But
little Jackey, on his father’s return,
spied a basket in which lay a for
gotten solitary fish. Immediately
he began to howl and would not be
comforted.
“Oh, oh, oh!” he bawled. “To
think my mother lied to me!”—Bal
timore American.
BLASTED HOPE8.
“Don’t you know that when you
6tart the new year off bv getting
drunk, as you did yesterday, you’ll
be drunk every day in the year?”
sternly catechised the judge, ad
dressing the bedraggled hobo;
“drunk every day! I’ll give you six
months’ sentence!”
“I don’t see how I’ll be drunk
•very day o’ th’ year,” muttered the
disappointed hero, “if y’ send me
up f’r six months!”—Illustrated
Sunday Magazine.
HE EXPLAINED.
Answering a charge of cruelty, in
court, a Billville citizen said :
“I never killed the mule until the
mule come nigh killin’ me. I some
times kills rattlesnakes for their rat
tles; an’ I ketches an’ sells mockin’
birds fer their songs. But that’s
all!”—Atlanta Constitution.
HOW HE TOOK IT.
“Every bit of food on this table,”
said the serving lady to Lamson, as
he sat down to eat at the church sup
per, “was cooked by your wife!”
“Oh, I don’t mind,” rejoined
Lamson, faintly; “I’m not a bit
hungry, anyway P’
AN ADAGE DISPUTED.
“Politeness costs nothing,” said
the man of ready-made wisdom.
“I guess,” answered Mr. Cumrox,
"that you never had any experiences
with these cafe waiters who regulate |
their politeness by the size of the
tip.”
WHAT IT MEANS.
“I’d like a riferenee, ma’am,” I
said the cook, who had been request
ed to resign.
“You mean,” replied Mrs. Hiram
Offen, “you’d like a letter in which
there should be no reference to any
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Farmers Educational
—AND—
Co-OperativeUnion
Of America
Farming Is Farming.
Farming is farming for all the year
'round
Plowing and planting and working
the ground,
'Tending the crops and heeding each
call,
Buying and selling and planning for
all;
But the fullness of life comes with
hearty good will
If you give good measure of labor and
skill.
This good work goes on ‘neath the
Lord’s blessed sun
In the country’s pure air each day’s
course is run;
And the man grows athletic and
brawny of arm.
Independent and strong when he lives
on a farm,
While success holds a prize for the
wideawake man,
Who plans out his work and works
to his plan.
And farming is farming all the year
'round,
When clear brains and muscles bring
out of the ground
The food for all nations in various
ways.
And the farmer is “monarch of all he
surveys;”
Then all hail to the farmer! all hail
to the farm!
The mainstay of nations, the coun
try’s right arm.
Story of a Rural Revolutionist.
The World’s Work: It is hard to
“bring home” to the readers of print
ed pages the extent and full mean
ing of the work that is going on in
the United States to build up rural
life—to make farming pay; for this
is a kind of work that a man must
see to understand it, to measure its
full value, and to know what it will
mfean in the near future to the peo
ple. Here, for example, is a little
story from life:
The best small farmer in this
neighborhood sent his only son to an
agricultural college. When the boy
had finished his studies he had a plan
to go away and to begin life for him
self, but his father was eager to keep
him at home. He would stay only
if his father would give him complete
control of the farm. Since the old
man himself was the best farmer in
his part of the world, he yielded to
the boy’s wish, with reluctance, but
he yielded.
"Now what do you suppose John
did?” he asked, as he told the story.
“He hitched all three of the mules
to one plow. I had never done that,
but I pretty soon saw that he was
right. Then he spent a lot of time
and care in selecting seeds. I had
never done that so thoroughly, but 1
coon saw that he was right,” and so
on, item after item.
The result was that, although the
farm had for years made a larger
yield than any other in the neighbor
hood, the yield the first year of the
young man’s management was 30 per
cent larger than it had ever been be
fore; and the second year 50 per cent
larger. Within a few years the meth
od of farming in the neighborhood
had become so much better that the
farmers now receive $50,000 more a
year in cash than they received be
fore John took his father’s farm in
hand.
Similar changes are taking place
in many parts of the country. The
difference is the difference between
a life of hard struggle and a life of
independence, between good roads and
bad, between good schools and bad,
between hard lives for women and
comfortable and refined lives, the dif
ference between stolidity and a glad
intellectual existence.
A Great Help.
“That old sow is not a purty bird,”
said the farmer, "but she’s done
more'n her share t'ward supportin’
my fam’ly. Raised two litters last
year, 19 pigs. Made our meat from
her pigs, kept four of the best ones
for breeders an’ sold t’other ten for
'nough to clothe an' shoe th' children.
Over an’ above all feeds I reckon the
profit on her pigs last year was
more’n $100. B’gosh! that’s not bad
for an' ole sow wuth mybe $20—an’ I
got my ‘principal’ yet.”—Rurallst.
Dignity In All Work.
A great many hired men refuse to 1
milk cows. They seem to think it is
a woman's job and beneath their dig
nity. That's foolishness. There’s no
work of any kind on the farm that is
beneath the dignity of any roan.
Ignorance is sometimes mistaken ror
dignity.
Do not frighten your hens. Go
about the yards and houses where
they are, quietly and gently, and your
bens will soon learn to know you
and not scamper away in a great
iriight as we have often seen them
do on many farms, when the chick
ens were considered a kind of neces
sary nuisance that had to be- toler
ated, and it often becomes necessary
to set the dogs on them from being
too familiar. With such treatmeiit
you will not get the eggs that would
coma to you if you treated >o«tr fowis
with cv* and kindness.
Who Says Hard Tlmss?
Chief Statistician Clark of the agri
cultural department estimates that
the ninth successive good harvest u
practically assured to the American
farmer and that the crops of 1908
will be worth nearly $8,000,000,000.
Eight billion dollars would pay the
net interest bearing debt nine times
over.
Or it would pay the national debt
and leave enough to buy at par the
stock of all the railroads in the
country.
It would nearly pay ofT the entlis
bonded debt of every American rail
road.
At assessed valuations It would buy
every acre of land in New York City
and replace every building in it with
a little remnant over equalling the
combined assessed valuations of Chi
cago, New Orleans, St. Louis, Seattle
and San Francisco, says the New
York World.
Corn does not travel far from the
place where it is raised, which is
lucky, as there are not enough rail
roads to carry it.
A crop of 2,700,000,000 bushels
would load 2,520,000 thirty-ton cars,
540 more freight cars than there are
in the country of every sort.
The freight cars of all the world
would not carry out wheat and corn.
If there were cars enough and if
the wheat and corn were loaded into
thirty-ton cars, forty to a train, and
trains were run at two-mile intervals
at a speed including stops of thirty
miles an hour, night and day, it
would take nearly six months for the
procession to pass a reviewing stand.
A bin built the- size nf a eitv
600x200, would need to be more than
six miles high to hold this wheat and
corn alone.
The hay and cotton crops and the
stupendous annual egg yield of the
American hen are in bulk and value
equally amazing..
Rural Schools.
After the pilgrim fathers had land
ed in 1620, the very first act of the
English colonists was to establish a
high school, but these were for very
few people. In 1636 Harvard was
founded, and soon after that Yale and
Princeton. About 150 or 160 years
after that Thomas Jefferson, who was
the father of the country school sys
tem; Washington, the great promoter,,
and Alexander Hamilton, the great
teacher, gave time and thought to
this cause, and made It possible for
education to reach the masses of tile
people. Washingtou said: "Lay broad
and deep, then, the foundation of the
general diffusion of knowledge.” The
old method of teaching is pretty near
ly eliminated. The education of to
day has come to our homes through
the rural schools. Very often the
rural school children do not go to
high school or to college; therefore,
we must give our rural school child
ren every advantage.
Wo believe that the country schools
are doing a great work, but we must
add domestic science and agriculture..
Good results will come then through
the little school house In the country,,
and It will bring sunshine, prosperity
and good citizenship into the future
homes of these children.
Agricultural Statistics.
This is a very pretty story, very In
teresting,—this report of the govern
ment on the conditions of other peo
ples' crops and prognostications of
good yields; but the bureau of the
Department of Agriculture which gath
ers and issues the information is a
large and expensive bureau, and some
may ask, ‘what is the real use of It?
How does it help the farmer?' Well,
we all know about the ''pit"—the “corn
pit” and the “wheat pit” in Chicago
and elsewhere, where they get cor
ners on grain and other commodities
and maintain the prices to the detri
ment of both the producer and the
consumer. Were it not for reliable
government statistics on crop produc
tion, the manipulations would be far
worse than they are, and at certain
seasons the big speculators would “get
logeuier ana praauu*ui*
prices. The official statistics keep them
largely in check. If there were no gov
ernment statistics, the speculators
would simply agree on a policy and
then manufacture crop statistics to
enable them to carry out that policy
and the farmer and the bread wlutt
of the country would suffer.
Cotton Industries in the South.
In the great cotton belt of the
South are 848 mills engaged in crush
ing cotton seed for its oil and otfiej
products. In these mills are 2,
presses and in connection with them
2,752 ginstands and 3,126 linters.
is estimated that in the production
of cotton seed oil and by produc
more than $85,000,060 Is invest^
The mills annually use about 4,00«jW
tons of seed, costing about $00.00 , -
When made in oil, cake, hulls
linters and other products, its v **
is about $90,000,000. At the pr*s«
time but little more than half
total seed produrt of the country
crushed.—Popular Magazine.
"I believe In a spade and an asrs
it good ground. Whoso cuts
traight path to his own living W
lelp of God, in the eun and rain a»
prouting grain, seems to uie a
ersal working man. He *olv«* .
>roblem of life not for one. u
ill men of sound body."—Emert
The day of the educated .
upon us. Aijather generation
[he fellow who believes that all
ki owledge of farming needed «*“
gained upon the farm itsnlf ^
hard to And. *
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