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McCRORY. ARKANSAS.
WALTER W RANEY, Editor.
Entered at the Post-Office at McCrory
Arkansas, as Second-Class mall,matter.
June 11th, 1902.
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THE B SHARP CLUB.
The B Sharp Club met on Fri
day afternoon December the 4th.
The members of the club enter
ed the auditorium to the time of
a beautiful march in dnette form,
rendered by Miss Mattie Wood
and Mrs. Taylor, the Director. A
great deal of enthusiasm was dis
played wheu little Miss Jonnie
Harris stood head in the question
match, thus winning the reward,
which was a badge of the club
colors, lavender and white.
The beginners contest proved
equally interesting. Miss Grace
Porter was the fortunate one, she
too received a badge of the club
colors. The original composition
on the “Life of Liszt” by Mr.
Maynard Wherry displayed very
vividly the sterling qualifications
of this grand master. The “Life
of Beethoven” by Miss Linnie
Kyle was indeed interesting ; the
facts which she presented shows
us very plainly that this favorite
composer lives in the hearts of
every musician.
Miss Ida Tarplev’s paper on
“Oriental and Ancient” music
was exceedingly interesting and
instructive. She told of many in
stances where music existed long
before instruments were invented.
Mr. Wade Jeffries delighted all
with his violin solo. ’Most every
pupil was on the Special mention
list thus giving evidence of the
most excellent work that is being
done. Miss Jonnie Harris received
the reward card.
The next meeting will be on
the afternoon of January the 8th.
at two thirty o’clock.
HRS. R. A. JONES
Again are we called to chron
icle the death o f one o f the
South’s grand and noble women,
this time in the name of Mrs. R. A.
Jones, who was formerly Miss
Fannie Ridgeway. ’Twas only a
| few months ago that she and her
| now mourning husband were
! married and at that time their
hopes and ideas were great and
full of happiness. But today a
different scene presents itself. The
home which she once filled with
j kind words and heaven’s sunshine,
is now a sad place of refuge for
j our esteemed friend and honored
i citizen, Mr. Jones, which is made
so by her absence. Mrs. Jones
for many years has been a resident
of this section and to know her
was to love her. She was about
35 years old and leaves one
brother, Mr. A. E. Ridgeway. The
end came Sunday evening at eight
o’clock. Burial services were
held at the Fakes Chapel cemetei-y
Monday evening at 3 o’clock. The
News joins the many friends in
extending their heartfelt sympa
thies to the bereaved husband and
brother.
—
The sad news of the death of
Mr. W. M. Ball, a very much re
| spected citizen of Pumpkin Bend,
was received in this city Sunday,
: he having died at his home at 9
1 o’clock on the morning of the
! above day. A wife, two sisters
| and three brothers mourn his un
timely loss. He was married to
! Miss Arizona Taylor last February.
| He was a member of the F. E. &
I C. U. of A. aud was liked by all
who knew him.
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Dr. E. L. Chaffin,
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where a Full line of Millinery Goods can al
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WE DO CLEANING AND PRESSING.
NEW MEAT
MARKET.
I have bought H. Veazey’s
Butcher Shop and moved it
just across the street one door
south of Howell’s drug store
where I am rea$y to serve
you with anything that is kept
in a First Class Butcher Shop
I will pay the Highest price
for all Country Produce. If
you have anything to sell see
me before going elsewhere.
My appreciation of your
patronage will be shown by
giving you good fresh pro
ducts and courteous treat
ment.
E. L. Pritchett
DeWitt’s Carbolized Witch
Hazel Salve has many imitators.
There is one original, and the
name DeWitt is on every box.
Best salve for burns, scratches aud
hurts. It is especially good for
piles. Sold by Howell Drug Co.
Every case of backache, weak
back, bladder inflammation aud
rheumatic pains is dangerous if
neglected, for such troubles are
nearly always due to weak kidneys.
Take DeWitt’s Kidney and Blad
der Pills. They are antiseptic and
soothe pain quickly. Insist upon
DeWitt’s Kidney and Bladder
Pills. Regular size 50 cents. Sold
here by Howell Drug Co.
Died : Saturday night, Dec. 5,
at 11:15 o’clock at her home on
Mr. J. M. Brooks’ farm in Pump
kin Bend, Mrs. Mary Taylor, aged
about 56 years. Mrs. Taylor
moved to the above farm four
years ago from Alabama. She
leaves three sons, six daughters
and a brother, Mr. D. C. Todd, to
mourn her death. She was a good
Christian woman and her enemies
were none. Her remains were
laid to rest in the Pumpkin Bend
cemetery, Monday morning at ten
o’clock.
DEVIEW.
By Our Regular Correspondent.
Henry Harris, Jr. after a stay
of a few weeks in west Texas, re
turned last week.
G. T. Hay is a citizen of De
View, he having bought the Hen
ry Harris place.
After a visit to her parents at
Trenton, Tenn., Mrs. Henry Har
ris returned to her home, Satur
day.
Mrs. Mollie Chappell, and two
little boys, left last Wednesday
for Jackson, Tenn., to visit the
former's parents. She was ac
companied as far as Memphis by
her son, Jim.
Moving will soon be the order
of the day. It is a great deal of
trouble and expense to move, we
should get a place and stay there
as a “rolling stone gathers no
moss.”
The birthday dinner given by
Mr. and Mrs G. T. Hay, in honor
of the latter’s mother, Mrs. S. A.
Bishop, was quite a pleasant affair.
Only a few friends were present.
Mr. and Mrs. Hay certainly know
how to entertain their friends.
Dr. J. W. Morris was m Mem
phis on business for the Farmer’s
Uuiou last week. The Jordan
Local Union has changed its time
of meeting. Instead of meetiug
at night it will meet the 1st. and
3rd. Saturday morning at 9 o’clock,
The people of the east part of
this school district are building a
school house. That is the third
one in that district. A box supper
was given last Tuesday night at
the home of Mr. and Mrs. Sprad
lin’s for the benefit of the school
house. All report as having had
a glorious time.
The Blizzard
By M. B. ALEXANDER
(Copyright, by Shortstory Pub. Co.)
Wolf-Eater was an old white
haired Indian. His broad dark
face, seamed and wrinkled, was as
calmly terrible as is the dread mask
of the Sphinx, which the lances of
generations of Arab vandals have
failed to move. Wolf-Eater’s cabin
stood on a hill slope hardly a spear’s
throw from the site of the old Oto
village on the Little Nemaha. On
the top of the hill was a huge heap
of bones—trophies of the gray
wolves and coyotes which he had
hunted out of the country for miles
around.
One day I sat in front of the lit
tle cabin, watching the old man
fashion the toy bows and pipes which
he sold to the farmers for parlor
ornaments.
“Wolf,” I said (his name was so
shortened by his white neighbors),
“you have never told me why it was
that when the government took your
people to the reservation you stayed
behind?”
For some moments Wolf-Eater
did not speak. He dropped his
work and gazed out over the prairies
with that terrible, immutable
Sphinx-like gaze that belongs to all
eyes accustomed to peer across far
plains. Finally he told his tale.
There was once a woman of the
Otoes who was mother of twinB. The
girl she named Omona, the Rain
Wind, for to the mother she came as
the fresh sweet wind that blows be
fore a summer rain. And the boy
also had a name, but it was changed
before he left papoose straps.
The winter after the twins were
born was a winter of many snows.
One day Kah-i-nee—that was the
woman’s name—went over the hill
from her village to cut willow twigs
for baskets. The children were in
the papoose hood on her shoulders.
There was snow on the ground, but
the day was sunny and clear.
By and by little gray clouds be
gan to fly past through the sky, but
Kah-i-nee did not notioe them. She
was busy with the willows. Then
out of the north came the sudden
blizzard wind. The light snow
was swept from the ground and
whirled about in a stinging, blind
ing cloud. Kah-i-nee dropped her
willows and started for the village.
She walked on and on, straining
her eyes for the lights of the fires in
the teepees, but she saw only the
gray rushing snow. Soon she knew
that she was lost, but she dared not
8top walking lest she should freeze.
She wrapped her blanket tighter
about the twins and trudged on, al
ways straining her eyes for the vil
lage fires.
It grew colder and colder. It
was white-dark in the rush of the
snow. She would have cried out,
but the roar of the blizzard choked
her voice. Suddenly she noticed a
gray beast trotting by her side. She
thought it was a village dog, and
her heart leaped. Then it uttered
it* long wailing cry, and her heart
stopped. There were many wolves
that winter.
Kah-i-nee plunged on desperately
through the storm, not daring to
look around. When she did look
there were two gray beasts trotting
beside her. She tried to cry out,
but the roar of the blizzard choked
her voice. At times she heard the
food-cry of the wolves beside her.
She knew that there were three now.
Soon there would be four, five—
many! Soon they would feel strong
as well as hungry.
A coyote snapped at her heels.
With her stiffening fingers Kah-i
nee grasped the hatchet which she
had brought to cut the willows, and
struck one fierce blow. Then she
ran on as fast as she could, stum
bling against the wind. When she
stopped for breath she was alone.
She drifted on with the storm, still
hoping to find the village. But al
most immediately a gray wolf leaped
up out of the darkness. Then an
other and another and another. The
taste of meat had strengthened their
hearts. They tore her blanket and
skirts with their teeth, sometimes
biting through to her flesh. Again
Kah-i-nee struck with her hatchet,
but it flew from her frozen fingers.
This time the wolves were many
and they crowded close. The battle
spirit was in them; they had tasted
blood. With one hand Kah-i-nee
4nw the papoose hood to her breast,
for her blanket was tom to ahreda.
With the other she seized her knife.
! She thrust it into the breast of a
j wolf that leaped up at her, but she
J could not draw it back. Then she
knew that she must die. She tried
to sing a death-song, but the yellow
eyes and red throats of the wolves
tied her tongue and the thought of
Rain-Wind and the boy papoose
choked down her words.
Then, suddenly, with one long
moaning rumble the storm Wakanda
swept away to the south. Kah-i-nee
was on a hill within a spear’s throw
of the village. She could see the
fires of the teepees shining through.
The wolves had dragged her to her
knees, but she tried to rise, fighting
them off with her hand. Their teeth
and the weight of the papoose hood
held her down, for she was weak
from exposure and wounds. Again
Kah-i-nee saw that the Death Wa
kanda had doomed her, even in sight
"Again Kah-lnee Struck with Her
Hatchet."
of her village. It was then that the
twin papooses began to cry. A ter
rible thought came to the mother,
and her heart broke. She might
save one! Once more she tried to
beat off the wolves and tried to
rise. This time the papoose hood
lay on the ground and her arm
guarded but one child. Kah-i-nee
stood up; the wolves no longer
rushed upon her. With a scream
which was like laughter she flew
down the hill into the village and
fell down dead at the door of heT
teepee.
The warriors ran out and drove
the wolves from the stained and
trampled snow.
Wolf-Eater paused, and picking
up his knife resumed his carving,
a little unsteadily, I thought.
‘‘That was many winters past,”
he added. “Up there is the spot
where Rain-Wind was left to th«
wolves to save the boy papoose”—
indicating the heap of glisteining
bones.
MARVELOUS WOOD SAW.
It makes the man who is interest
ed in the salvation of the forests of
the world gasp for breath when he
enters a shop in Paris where the
paving blocks for the city’s streets
are being made. Paris is a very large
city, and it takes a great many
blocks to keep the streets in good
condition. A recently invented and
established sawing machine turns
out as many as 240,000 blocks a
day. An endless chain receives the
planks, which are already cut to a
certain required length and thick
ness, and carries them on to a sys
tem of 17 saws, where they are
quickly cut up into blocks of the
right size for paving and are then
turned out at the other end of the
monster machine.
A ROD IN PICKLE.
Bess—You met Miss Borem
through Mr. Stringer, I believe. I
didn’t know he was a friend of
yours.
Dick—He isn’t.
Bess—Oh, I thought he was.
Dick—So did I.
SHOWS HIS STRENGTH.
“He’s a man of strong character.”
“Of just how strong character?”
“Well, he doesn’t submit to bay!
rum, hair tonic, lavender water,
pomade and brilliantine every time
he climbs into a barber’s chair.”—
Houston Chronicle.
LOOKING AHEAD.
“Now, Pat, would you sooner
lose your money or your life ?**
“Why, me loife, yer reverence; I
want me money for me old ag**—
Philadelphia Inquirer.
Farmers Educational
—AND—
Co-Operative Union
Of America
Farmer* Who Farm.
The San Antonio Express believes
that farmers' organizations should be
only for farmers who farm, as will
be seen by the following:
An organization of farmers has been
formed at Indianapolis of representa
tives of several states, which em
bodies practically all of the basic
principles of the American society or
equity. A prime requirement Is that
every member of the association shall
be a producing farmer, and this means
that the association will exclude the
, political farmer who has a purpose
to serve that has no relation to the
farming interests.
j In the old days of the farmers’
alliance the controlling factors In that
organiz- tion were not of the farming
class. Men who did not know whether
tomatoes were to be classed as fruit
or vegetables were active in the coun
cils of the alliance, and particularly
loud in their denunciation of the
wrongs done to the farmer, without
an Idea of practical suggestion as to
the remedy for any of the real Ills
of which he complained. And so It
happened that the farmers’ alliance
quickly developed into a purely politi
cal association In which the greed for
office overshadowed every other con
sideration, and not long thereafter It
j went to pieces.
The Farmers union, which now
boasts a large membership in Texas,
distinctly disavows any political char
acter and is neither putting forward
any candidates for office of its own
nor giving the support of the organ
ization to any political propaganda
now pending. It is seeking to aid the
cotton grower in the matter of secur
ing better returns for his labor through
concert and co-operation. Whether
its plan of operation appeals to the
j Judgment of the conservative business
man or may be regarded as visionary
and ineffective, there is no question
as to the sincerity of purpose and the
ultimate good that may be accomplish
ed through persistent effort and a
growing understanding of the prob
lems of production and distribution.
The ethics of equity suggest wis
dom and moderation along lines which
the night rider or the spirit of grasp
ing commercialism could never under
stand. Agrloulture is largely the basis
of all prosperity, therefore the mer
chant and the business man, the pro
fessional man and the citizen gener
ally must feel a keen interest in the
welfare of the farmer, but only the
practical farmer or the student of
agriculture knows the fanner’s needs,
as the farmer does or can be in close
sympathy with his efforts for such
improvement in farm life and farmer
aspirations as pertain to the every
day problems which confront him
on the farm.
Important Collateral Forces.
Some very important collateral
forcses have, since the election begun
to work in aid of the farmers' efforts
to advance the price of raw cotton to
a profitable level, and the monster
meeting of planters, merchants, bank
ers and business men held at
New Orleans Nov. 11-12 is hereby as
sured of a greater degree of co-opera
tion and assistance than has been
counted on. These forces have their
origin among the 6pinners of both
America and Europe, and spring from
the fact that with Federal politics
out of the way the mills of the world,
and particularly of the New England
and Southern states are preparing for
a great augmented trade. This means
an increased demand for raw cotton,
which in turn means greater effective
ness for such plans as the farmers
may adopt for the pupose of market
ing slowly and withdrawing cotton
from the market when prices are too
low.—Dallas Times-Herald.
“Price l« Going Up."
Harvle Jordan, president ol the
Southern Cotton Association, speaking
at Atlanta, Ga„ on the outlook for the
marketing of the present cotton crop,
said; .
“The National election is past ana
millions of dollars of orders for manu
factured aoods have been placed In the
last few weeks. Raw cotton will fe®
the Impetus given to other lines
Industry. While the ginners’ report
Indicate a larger amount of cotton
ginned to date than at any previous
period In the history of the Census
Bureau, the ginnings for November
and the succeeding months of the ye
will Indicate a heavy and continuous
falling off. The total yield of this
year will. In my opinion, fall short
the two big crop years of 1904
1$06." #
Mr. Jordan emphasised bis he c
that the price of cotton will
speedily.
If your county has no warehouse
rest not until one Is built. The cot on
warehouses of the 8outh have
for themselves several times over
ready and this Is only the b®^n“ “eD
The business world realises th ■
If some farmers do not.
Keep those coops well ^ntilated.
or perhaps we should say, g ^
ventilated, but do not leftV®
open for cats, skunks, weasel, ^
Use • little screen and y»«
aafe.