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M USICII’AL OKKICKIIS
.Mayor, J. II. Holderby,
Recorder, K. W. Madness,
Marshal, Walter Pascoe,
'J reasurer. .1. T. Tharp,
Aldermen:- R. F. Itusby, 1>. !>• Ad
ams, G. O. Madness, C. M. Kdwards
and W. (\ Mims.
Council meets first Monday nltfht. in
each month.
CHURCHKS
Methodist church, services at 11, a.
ni and 7:110 p. m. the second and fourth
Sundays in each month. Rev. C- II.
Newman, pastor.
Baptist church, services at 3 p. m.
Saturday before first Sunday, and 11
a. m. first Sunday in each month.
Rev. W, P. Jackson, pastor.
Christian church, services first, and
third Sundays in each month at 11 a
w. and 7:30 p. m. Rev. .1. H. Mcl)on
iel, Pastor.
KHATKItM I I KS
Danneily Chapter R. A. M. meets
third Saturday night. I. C. Nuckolls.
E. 11. P.; T. II. Dealing. Sec.
Newark Lodge F. A. M. No. 248
meets second Saturday night, it. k.
McHenry, \V. M.; J. T. Tharp, Sec.
Newark Encampment I. O. <). F. 42
meets second and fourth Wednesday
nights. (). o. Moss, C. 1\: G. I.. Fink,
Scribe.
Newark Camp W.< ).W. No. 288 meets
second and fourth Tuesday nights in
month. C. J. Magnetos, C. C.: J. T.
Tharp, clerk.
Newark Grove W. c. No. sot meets
first and third Tuesday nights. Mrs.
< . M. Edwards, Guardian; MissSallie
Barksdale, ('lerk.
Newark Lodge I. O. O. F. No. 20.'1
meets the first and third Wednesday
nights. .1. W. Stone, N. G : '1'. M.
Ilarrelson, Secretary.
Banner Rebekah Lodge No. 154
meets every Saturday afternoon at 3
o'clock. Mrs. T. .1. Haney, N. G.; Miss
Lucy Lawton, secretary.
Independence Lodge No. 2379 K. A
L. of 11. meets first and mini Monday
nights in each month. E. M. Edgar,
Protector; Zed Griffith, Secretary.
A. A. HENDERSON
Notary Public
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Wee Macgreegor’s
Piece o’ Putty
By J. J. BELL
(Copyright. 1905, by Joseph B. Bowles.)
“When I'm a man,” observed Mac- j
gregor, leaning against the knees of
his father, who was enjoying an even- !
ing pipe before the kitchen fire— j
"when I'm a man, I’m going to be
a painter.”
”A painter?” echoed John. ”D’ ye
hear what Maegreegor’s savin’, Liz
zie?” he inquired of his wife.
Lizzie moistened her finger and
thumb, twirled the end of a thread, and
inserted it into the eye of a needle ere
she replied. “What kind o’ a painter?
Is it pictures ye're wantin' to paint,
Macgreegor?"
“Naw!” said her son, with great
scorn. "I’m goin’ to ha e a big pot o’
paint an’ a big brush, an’ I’m goin’ to
stand on a ladder, an’ paint with white
paint, an’ red paint, an' blue paint.
An’ I’m goin' to ha'e big dabs of
putty fur stiekin’ in holes. I like
putty. Here’s a bit!” And Macgregor
produced from his trousers-pocket a
lump of the grayish, plastic substance.
“Ugh!” exclaimed Lizzie, in disgust.
• XAVV!”
“Where did ye get that? Ye’ll just
soil yer clothes with the nasty stuff.”
"Willie Thomson sometimes gets
putty from his paw. Willie's paw's a
joiner.”
“I thought you an' Willie was out,”
said John. "Ha’e ye been makin’
friends wi’ him again?"
"Naw. But 1 seen him wi’ the put
ty, an' I asked him for a dab.”
"It was real nice o’ the laddie to
gi’e ye a bit," remarked Lizzie, looking
up from her seam.
"He didna gi'e it, maw. I took it
from him.”
"Aw, Macgreegor! ” said Lizzie, shak
ing her head, reproachfully.
"Willie's bigger than me, maw."
"Ay; but he’s very weak in the
legs.”
"1 hit him, an' he tumbled; an' I
jist took half his putty," said Mac
gregor, unconcernedly.
John was about to laugh, when he
caught his wife's eye.
"An’ how would ye like," she said,
addressing her son, "if yer paw gi'ed
ve putty, an' another laddie came
an'—"
“Paw hasna ony putty.”
John sniggered behind his hand.
“Well,” said Lizzie, casting her hus
band a severe look, and turning again
to her son, "how would ye like if yer
paw gi'ed ye tablet, an' anither lad
die cam' an’ took half o’ it awa ?”
“1 would gi’e him one on the nose
twice!” said Maegregor. boldly, going
over to the window to see the lamps
being lighted.
“But if he hit ye an' knocked ye
down?”
“I wudna let him. Paw hasna gi'cd
me tablet fur a long while,” said the
boy over his shoulder.
"Macgreegor,” said his mother, sol
emnlv, "I'm thinkin' ye're gettin
worse every day.”
"Aw, the boy's all right, Lizzie,” in
terposed John, softly.
“Hold yer tongue, John,” retorted
Lizzie, quietly. "The (toy’s not all
right. An' instead o' laughing at him
an’ makin’ a pet o' him, ye ought to
be gi’en him a good whipping."
"I've never whipped a la 1 yet. an’—"
“It's easy seen ye’ve never whipped
Macgreegor. John. Ye jist let him get
his own way, an' he does not know
when he’s misbehavin' hisself.”
“Well, what do ye want m > to do.
Lizzie?"
“I want ye to punish Macgreegor for
hittin' that poor laddie, Willie Thom
son, an’ stealin' his putty," said Liz
zie, in an undertone.
Maegregor came back from the win
dow with the putty plastered over his
nose.
“Paw. see my nose!” he said, gayly,
unaware of the conversation which had
just passed concerning him.
John laughed loudly. “Dod, but
ye’ve a fine nose to-night, Mac
greegor!”
“Take It off this nrtwiite!” cried Liz
zie. “John, ye ought to be ashamed
o' yersel’ to sit there laughing at his
nasty tricks?- D' ye no1 mind how Mrs. I
Cochrane's man ttell ‘t us his nose
was always bent wi’ him puttin’ putty
on 't when lie was a child? Take ft
off, Macgreegor,. or 1 11 spank ye!”
Macgregor, bwt little abashed, re
turned to the window, removed the of
fending plaster, rolled it into a ball
and proceeded to squeeze it through
his fingers with undisguised relish.
“John," said Lizzie, “do what I tell ye.’’
“I canna,” returned John, miserably.
“It might waken wee Jeannie,” he
added, a little hopefully.
"I did not exactly say ye was to—
to whip the laddie,” said his wife, “but
ye might gi’e him a lesson he'll not
forget. I'm not goin’ to ha'e him
boastin' an’ ill-usin' oilier children.
D’ ye see?”
"But what am I to do. Lizzie?”
“I’ll tell ye, John. Ye go over to tire
dresser an’ open the wee drawer, an’
ye take out the tablet ye brought home
for Macgreegor— Are ye listenin'?"
“Ay. woman.”
“An’ ye tell Macgreegor ye bon 't
the tablet for his Saturday treat, u. ..- !
in’ he deserved it, hut ye’ve found o.it
he does not deserve it, an’ ye eauua i
gi’e him any.”
“Aw, Lizzie!”
“An’ ye tie up the parcel, an’ make
him take it round the corner to Willie
Thomson, an’ gi’e it to Willie Thom
son, an’ gi’e him hack his putty as
well.”
“Maybe ye’re right, Lizzie. But it’s
a hard thing ye’re askin’. Wud it
not do to gi’e him half the tablet to
take to Willie Thomson?"
“No. no,” said Lizzie, firmly. “Here,
Macgreegor!” she called to her son. j
“Yer paw wants to speak to ye. Now,
John!”
With a huge sigh, John rose, went
to the wee drawer in the dresser, and
returned with the poke of "tablet.”
“Paw,” said Macgregor, absently, “I
like tablet better than putty.”
"Macgreegor,” said John, with a
l>ainful effort, “why did ye strike poor
Willie Thomson?”
“I wanted a wee bit o’ putty.”
“Ay,” murmured John, and paused
for a moment. “Are ye sorry ye hit
, him?”
"Naw. I got the putty, paw.”
“But ye should be sorry, Mac
; greegor.”
Maegregor's visage began to assume
an anxious expression.
“Yer maw,” continued John—“yer
maw says ye eanna—”
“John!” murmured Lizzie, warn
ingly.
“Yer maw and me thinks ye eanna
get ony tablet tomorrow mornin’.”
“An’—ye've got to gi’e the tablet to
; Willie Thomson, an’ gi’e him back his
putty, too, an’—an’—oh, Lizzie, 1
| eanna say ony mair!”
It took a few seconds for the dire
truth to dawn upon, Macgregor, but
when it did a low wail issued from
him. and the tears began to flow.
John was about to lift him onto his
knee, but Lizzie interposed.
“Put on yer cap, Macgreegor,” she j
said, quietly, “an’ take the table*, an'
putty round to Willie Thomson. It’s j
not dark yet,” she added, glancing out j
of the window.
“I’m not wantin’ to gi’e the tablet
to Willie Thomson,” sobbed the luck
less youngster.
“Ye’ve jist to do what ye’re told.”
returned his mother, calmly, but not
unkindly. “Ye’re not to be a softy
now,” she went on, endeavoring to dry
his eyes. “Ye're to be a man. What
wttd Willie Thomson think if he seen
ye crying? Eh, Macgreegor?”
Lizzie had struck the right note.
The sobs ceased, though the breath
still came gustily. He mopped the
tears with his cap, and replaced it on
his head.
“Am l to gi’e him all the tablet an'
the putty too?” he inquired, plain
tively.
'Ay. An’ ye’re to say ye’re sorry
fur ’”’rtin’ him. He’s not a big, strong
lad i like yersel’, Macgreegor—mind
that! Yer paw an' me wudna like it
ye was weak in the legs like poor Wil
lie. Now, just go round an' gi'^ him
the tablet an' his putty, an’ see if ye
■car.na make friends wi' him again."
“I’m not wantin' to be friends, ' . aid
Macgregor, rebelliously. "I'm not
wantin' to go.”
“Are ye feart of Willie Thomson?"
asked Lizzie. Another clever stroke!
“I’m no feart! I'll go!”
“That’s the boy!” cried John, who
had been listening in gloomy - Hence
“I knew ye wasn't feart.”
Ten minutes dragged slowly past.
“Did ye expec' he wud da;- ’t?' asked
John, presently.
“Och, yes!” with affected careless
ness.
“I wisht I had went wi' him,” said
John.
Lizzie put in half a dozen stitchc* in
silence. Then she said: “Ye might
go round an' see what's kceptn’ him,
John.”
“I'll do that. Lizzie. Do ye tnink 1
might buy him a bit tablet when i’m
out?” He asked the question rtiiTi
dently.
His wife looked up from her s-am.
“If ye like, John,” she said, gently.
"I'm thinkin’ the laddie's had his les
son now. He’s very proud fur a child,
is he not?”
“Ay,” said John. “There’s not many
like Macgreegor.” He nodded to hts
wife, and went out.
About 20 minutes later father and
son reentered the house together.
Both were beaming.
“I couldn't get Macgreegor awa’ from
Willie Thomson. Lizzie,” said John,
smiling.
“Well, well,” said his wife, lookin?
pleased. “An did ye gi e Wiilio the
tablet an’ the putty. Macgreegor?”
“Ay, maw.”
Whereupon his mother .-'aught and
ruddled him. “Gi'e him a bit o’ tablet,
John,” she said.
John did so right gladly and gener
ously, and Maegregor crumped away to
his heart’s content.
"An’ what kept ye waitin’ at Willie’s
all this time?” inquired Lizzie, pleas
antly.
“He gi’ed me a big piece o’ putty,
maw,” said the boy, producing a lump
the size of an orange.
"Oh!” exclaimed Lizzie, trying not
to look annoyed.
“An’ him an’ me ett the tablet,”
added Maegregor
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