THE HLTTIG NEWS.
Published Every Saturday at Huttlg, Ark
C. A. BERRY, Editor and Proprietor.
Entered as second class matter May 3, 1907 at
the postoffice at Huttie. Ark., under the act of Con
gress of March 3. 1879.
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Saturday, Dece mber 26, 1914.
TOWN OffICIALS.
Tne following are the duly elected of
ficials of the incorporated town of Hut
tig:
Mayor—C. T. Thompson.
Recorder—W. H. Moore.
Marshal—Thos. Ashcroft.
Aldermen—L. A. Bodine, A. E. Lucas,
J B. Crockett, D. A. Keasler and F. W.
Scott.
Board of Education—W. H. Moore, F.
W. Scott, C. T. Thompson, E. N. Collett.
L. G. Gibson and L. F. Magee.
You may lead a fool to talk, but
you can't make him think.
A man with a peck of trouble
rarely hides it under a bushel.
Many a preacher exhausts his
congregation before he does his
subject._
Love of country is a fine thing,
but it gets people into a lot of
trouble. ___
He is a fortunate man who can
catch up with his ambitions and his
debts._
A woman who js perfectly frank
about her age is not the kind in
wnom it is safe to make a confidani
When a man ge ts into trouble, he
finds his friends are always liberal
— with advice.
One can’t always judge a man's
importance by the angle at which
he wears his hat.
Some men would be very fortun
ate if, when they lost their temper,
they would never be able to find it
again. _
It’s funny what inconveniences a
man will put up with in his own
house that he wouldn't tolerate in a
rented house.
Mistakes are like missing stitch
es in a fabric. Easily ayoided in a
majority of cases, \heir occurence
ruins a choice product
A man has a right to be a fool
about two or three things; but if he
is a fool about everything, the peo
ple have a right to criticise him.
No matter how much fault we
find with human nature, there is
no getting away from it, and we
must be content to liye right alontT
with it. _
When a man begins to see how
little he knows about his business,
h 3 is in a first rate condition to be
gin to learn. The most hopeless
man is the one who thinks he
knows everything there is to be
known. _
The young woman who marries
the young man who*gets 20 cents
an hour as wages and spends 40
cents an hour at billiards may find
it expedient to redecorate her
spring hat for winter purposes
several years hand-running.
More than $300,000,000 is in- ^
vest in the moving Dicture industry
in this country, and it is added at
least thirty brand new names to the
list of Americans millionai res.
Royalties to Mr. Edison alone are
said to amount to $10,000 a week.
Every man, woman and child in
this country, represents an annual
expenditure of $4.85 for the
movies.
Lute Lorkins is so disappointed
he is nearly sick. The postpone
ment of the fiddlers’contest makes
him cross. He has worked harder
than ever before in his life getting
his old violin fixed up. after having:
got it out of pawn, and now that
the contest has been postponed'two
weeks, he knows (and so do his
friends) that within a very short
time it will be back in hock, requir
ing more effort than usual to get'it
out again in time for the premier
event of Lute's life. To tell the
truth, it is enough to make Lute
Lorkins almost sick.
: AT THE GRAY CASTLE
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J By CORA A. CLAUSSEN.
“Why don't we go on?"
Marjorie leaned forward anxiously.
It was too dark to see the road. Only
the broadening pathway of light
thrown out by the car's lamps showed
ahead of them.
"Neri!" she called again, quickly.
“What Is it?”
From the side of the road came
Neri’s voice, soothing and musical, In
his own Palermese dialect.
“Some one has been hurt, signorita.
We very nearly ran over him, but I
stopped in time. He is half dead,
stabbed, a little below the heart.”
“Oh, Neil, and we’re miles from a
town. Can you lift him In here with
me?"
“Signorita, he is very badly hurt.
There are lights on the mountain yon
der. Let me go for help.”
“And perhaps find the very people
who stabbed him. “No,” shivered
Marjorie. “1 hate your Sicilian neigh
borliness. Lift him in, and I’ll sit way
over on this side. How far is Aresti?”
“Too far for tonight. He would not
live. There is a castle on the farther
side of this mountain. The Rassalioni
family live there. We might find some
help there. A village lies below it,
possibly a surgeon and a priest. He
will need both before morning.”
“Oh, be cheerful, Nerl, please. It’s
quite dreadful enough without burying
him already. Can I help you?”
She leaned forward, but Neri had
lifted the man in his arms, and
brought him to the tonneau. He was
unconscious. As Neri propped him
back on the seat, Marjorie saw he was
young, and no peasant type. The car
rolled along at top speed, taking the
rise of the road easily without jolting
"The castle, signorita,” Neri called
back over his shoulder. Above them
Marjorie saw a lonely mass of mason
ry, clustering piles around one huge
tower.
Neri stopped before a postern door.
Above it hung a lantern lighted. Aft
er repeated pulling at an iron ring
fastened to a bell rope at the side the
door opened, and an old Italian peered
out anxiously. Neri spoke rapidly to
him, and he took down the lantern to
hold it before the unconscious face.
"Santa Maria’.” he ga'-ped. “Where
did you <flnd him?"
"Don’t ask questions,” Marjorie ex
claimed. "Get some help. He has
been stabbed. Carry him in.”
Marjorie waited, a silent, restless
figure swathed in gray silk motoring
coat and gray veil, while they bore
the limp form into the shadowy court
yard. She followed slowly, under an
arched door into a dim old hall, low
ceiled and spacious. Here they laid
him on a couch, and Neri talked In
low tones with the old man.
"What is it, Neri?” asked his mis
tress Impatiently. "Does he know
him?”
"Know him? Signorita, we have had
the fortune to rescue the Marchese di
Rassalionl. He has been set upon by
certain roaming banditti whom he had
threatened. He would have died if
we had not happened by. The mar
chesa, his mother—”
“I know all about her, Neri," Mar
jorie smiled in a tantalizing fashion
all her own. Deliberately she went to
the couch and looked down at the face
there. She had been evading meeting
the marchesa for days. Lady Moore
parke had talked of no one else.
"He says It is dangerous for us to
return tonight,” continued Neri. "Per
haps if you would stay here with the
marchesa, signorita, I could make the
trip, and relieve your father's mind."
"I think I will stay, Neri,” she an
swered.
The following day Ira Bradshaw;
convoyed by Lady Mooreparke, called
at the old castle. Marjorie was in the
garden.
Bradshaw stopped under the heavy
flowering vines of the pergola to look
at her. She sat beside a couch, lean
ing forward and talking eagerly. Her
lap was filled with roses. She had
tucked a dark red one over her ear
like a Sicilian girl, and another, its
mate, lay on the marchese’s breast.
"You saved my life last night,” he
was saying. “It lies in your hands,
signorita, like your roses, to do with
as you please.”
Marjorie raised the roses to her lips,
and smiled down at him.
"You are to stay here as our guests
for awhile, did you know that?” he
added.
“I know. I told Neri last night to
tell dad I wanted to stay,” she said
"And all the rest is, right cn the knees
of the gods. They've started some
thing that interests me."
He reacht*l for both her hands im
petuously, but Marjorie rose, letting
the roses fall.
“When you are well,” she warned.
"You musn’t make love with a wound
in your side. And see, it is only one
day.”
"It is the day of fate,” he said husk
ily. "If you are not kind, I shall hope
to die from the wound.”
She bent over him teasingly, yet
with tender eyes.
“Which wound, Guido?” she whisp
ered. "Love's or the banditti's
Haven't I said I wanted to stay? Get
well just as soon as you can. I will
wait until you can ride down the
mountain with me, before I go away.’
“But you will never go.”
"Oh, yes, I will, signor,” she smiled
“because, you see, I always wanted to
be married in my own land.”
(Copyright, 1914, by the McClure, Newspa
per Syndicate.)
Activities of Women.
Women of Alaska have full suffrage
without opposition.
English women are rapidly taking to
the game of la crosse.
Mi3s Charlotte McAuley has been
acting as city attorney in Butte, Mont
The Illinois Central railroad will
employ women as gatemen at their
terminals.
Miss Eleanor V. Barnard, who came
to the United States to study Ameri
can types, says that the American
children excel in form and are a
sturdier lot than those of her country.
Since Mrs. Cora W. Stewart took
the position of superintendent of edu
cation in Rowan county, Kentucky,
two years ago, she has succeeded in
reducing the number of Illiterates
from 1,152 to 23.
The first woman to take up the
diplomatic service as a profession has
i just been appointed in Christiania.
She is Miss Henrietta Hoeg and is to
be first secretary of the Norwegian
legation Ip Mexico.
Scared to Go Home.
"Do I look like a milkman?” asked
a tango dancer of a patron, as he was
leaving bis temple of tango about four
o’clock thft morning. “Why, no;
what an idea.” was the response
"Well, I’m glad of it,” said the tan
goist. "My wife took a shot ?t a m<n
man the o^h*-. morning, and I’m kind
of skRIsh about going home at this
hour. Best little woman in the world
you know, but hasty, and I’d regret
any mistake in my case.”
What He Left.
"Who has been into this bag of
cakes?” asked Mr. Homebody
"I didn't touch one,” exclaimed
Johnny.
"Well, how is it that there is only one
left out of six I had in there?” de
manded Mrs. Homebody.
“That’s the one I didn’t touch,” ex
plained Johnny.
The good things of life are not to be
had singly, but come to us with a mix
, ture, like a schoolboy’s holiday, with a
1 task affixed to the tail of it.—Charles
Lamb.
When You Take a Trip
whether it’s for business or
pleasure the Bell Telephone
will keep you in touch with
the folks at home.
It’s comforting to know that no
matter where you may be you can al
ways reach home in a minute or two
by Bell Telephone.
You have a Bell Telephone, haven’t you?
The Southwestern Telegraph
and Telephone Company
C. H. NORWOOD, Manager,
El Dorado, Ark.
The gir! had stood silently at the
window for some few minutes watch
ing the long slanting lines of rain
that came driving down from the dun
colored clouds in the sky. With every
savage gust of wind the dead leaves
came swirling down, and the giant
elms in the street tossed their
branches in wild distress.
The strife of the storm without
seemed typical of the stormy com
bat that was going on in her heart—a
warfare between her inclinations and
the dictates of sane, calm judgment.
The man sat quietly by the library
table, his keen eyes fixed steadfastly
on the girl, and a grim expression,
half expectancy and half iron determ
ination, curving the corners of his
mouth.
The girl turned from the window,
and from her eyes he learned the
conflict was not yet brought to an Is
sue. She spoke slowly, with some
thing like appeal in her tones.
“Must you go tomorrow?” she
asked.
"Tomorrow,” he replied, inexorably.
"And—and you want an answer be
fore you go?”
“An affirmative answrer,” he cor
rected, smilingly.
“Don’t go out there, Tom,” she said
with a queer little quaver in her
voice.
“I must,” he said, simply. “It’s a
magnificent field. It offers everything
I want—money, power and position.”
His eyes burned as he spoke, but
they softened as they rested on the
girl’s face. “Think what it means,”
he finished.
“You’re sure you want all this—
the money and the power?” she
asked.
“Absolutely certain,” said he, cheer
fully.
She turned to the window again and
watched the leaves driven hither and
thither in the wind; then she faced
the man at the table with a pathetic
smile on her lips.
“Tom. I—I—can’t,” she said.
He sat quite still, as if the words
had stunned him. Hia eyes stared
blankly at her.
"You don’t love me, Helen—is that
it?” he asked very slowly.
‘‘It’s not that," she confessed.
“Don’t you have faith in my ulti
mate success?” he asked.
“All the faith in the world,” she de
clared.
“Then tell me, Helen, what makes
you hesitate?” said he. I
“1 don't know Just what it is, but
something makes me afraid of you,”
she replied. “I think it’s because 1
know you’ll have money and power
and all that goes with it. I'm afraid
I shall become just a side issue in
your life.”
“Never!” he maintained stoutly.
She held out her hand deprecat- I
tngly.
’T’ve watched you rise,” she went
on;"Tve watched you climb up, up—
always up. But you are never satisfied.
You are bound to go on and on and
on. You speak of money; you have
an amount now that many a man
would envy. You talk of power; it
is yours here. And yet it isn’t
enough. You must go to other fields
with greater opportunities. Tom,
dear, it’s hard to say, and yet I must;
you bow down to the golden calf and
you always will. In the years to i
come you would think more and more i
of your ambitions, aad corresponding- ;
ly less of me. That Is why I say I
can’t marry you.”
She sat down opposite him and rest
ed her head on her hand. He rose
quietly and came round to her, his big
hand resting very gently on her
brown head.
“Did you ever stop to think why I
fought so hard to rise?” he said.
She Bhook her head.
“It was because of you,” said he.
“Flvery ambition, every motive I owe
to you. If I conquered the world and
laid it at your feet I should still feel
unworthy of you.”
He stood silently looking down at
her. The wind whistled shrilly and
the rain beat sharply against the
window panes. She felt the hand on
her head tremble.
“Helen, do you love me as I am?”
he asked.
“Yes,” she said.
“Would you love me If I were penni
less ?”
She looked up at him with a smile
that transformed her face.
"How I should love you then!” she
said simply.
He caught one of her hands in his
and fell to laughing softly.
“My ambitions are really of your
making. Do with them as you will,”
said he.
“You mean you won’t go out there?”
she asked.
“I mean I have ceased to worship
the golden calf you mentioned.” said
he. “No man can serve two masters,
and I think I make a wise choice In
serving you,” he laughed.
He bent over her and saw there
were tears In her eyes.
“What on earth are you crying
for, Helen?" he asked.
“Well, I have a sneaking sympathy
for the golden calf,” she said, smiling
happily through her tears.
In Arkansas.
Judge—If the state has closed I'll
discharge the prosecuting witnesses.
Prosecuting Attorney—Please, your
honor, there is one witness whom I
wish to use'ln identifying a postage
stamp.
mums?*
gamma
All He Wanted.
Newly arrived from the High’ands,
Jack McTavish wandered about tht
big city until fairly tired out. Long
had he hesitated about entering any
of the brilliantly lighted restaurants,
hut at length he mustered up courage
and was ushered to a table. The
waiter handed him the menu card,
which was a foreign language to Me
Tavish. Finally, in desperation, he
said to the hovering waiter: Ah’m no
hungry, no hungry at a’. Just bring
me a piate o’ whisky an’ a wee
spoon!” ,
Ancient Terms of Forestry.
Conan Doyle, in his "Sir Nigel," the
scene of which is laid in the four
teenth century, mentions the following
terms used in forestry at that time:
A cele of badgers, a skulk of foxes, a
pride of lions, a singular of boards, a
sounder of swine, i. nye of pheasants,
a gaggle of geese, a b. tiling of ducks,
a fall of woodcock, a wisp of snipe.
Musical Ou^ry.
Another thing we don't understand
about a grand opera orchestra is why
all the fiddlers finish at the same lime
when they are playing different tunes.
—Dallas News.
Must Be Lover of Virtue.
No one who is a lover of money, a
lover of pleasure, or a lover of glory.
Is likewise a lover of mankind; but
only he who is a lover of virtue.—Epic
tetus.
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at the News office at 10c
per hundred as long as they
last. Come early as the
supply is limited.
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Colored Column
JEWEL TABERNACLE, No. 4!?,
meets every 1st and 3rd Tuesday.
Augusta Steverson, H. P.
Tena Harris, C. R.
Spanolia Camfs No. 261 C. W.. W. 0
W. mee every first and third Thursday at
7:30 o’clock. J. C. Ellis, Gov.
S. G. Crayton. F. S.
OBLIGE GALE CIRCLE No. 213
meets every first and third Saturday at
1:30 o'clock. EmmaBarns.Gov.
Mary Adkins, Secy.
HOUSEHOLD RUTH. No. 2990. of
G. U. 0. of 0. F., meets the first and
third Thursday in each month at 1:50
p. m. Carrie Averett, M. N.G.
Eva Fittman. W. R.
STATE LINE TEMPLE NO. 337
meets every 2nd and 4th Friday night at
8 o’clock. C. S. Scatbs, C. M.
W. B. Barnes, C. S.
ELECTRIC LIGHT COURT OF CA
LANTHE, No. 70, meets first arid third
Tuesday in each month at 1:45 p. m.
Lizzie Oliver, W. C.
Ever Pittman. R. D.
BLUE LIGHT LODGE No 153 K.ofP.
meets First and Third Tuesday in each
month. J B Francis, C. C.
A. Lewis, K. of R. S.
Lodge Directory.
Roosevelt Chapter, No. 1 88, Order of
the Eastern Star, meets every second
and fourth Tuesday in each month.
Mrs. C. Williams, W. M.
Emma Bearl, Secy.
EAST LAKE LODGE No. 6362 G.
U. O. of 0. F. meets First and Third
Thursday in each month.
G. W. Smith, N. G.
T W Scates, P. S.
GOOD LUCK LODGE No, 259 F. &
A. M meets First and Fourth Saturday
night. All visitors welcome.
Geo. Kelso, W. M.
S. L. Glenn, Sec.
OMEGA COMMANDERY No.4 Knight
Templars meet every 2nd Thursday
night in each month.
J. H. Law, E. C.
E. Brooks. Recorder.
SPINOLA Lodge No. 261, C. of W.
A., meets every first and third Wednes
day night at 8 o’clock.
J. C. Ellis, Gov.
S. G. Crayton, Secy.
LEBANON, Chapter No. 41, R. A. M
meets every 2nd and 4th Thursday night
at 7:30. Emmett Holly, H. P.
W. A. High, Secy.
Royal Circle of Friends. R. A.Williams
No. 324, meets every first and third
Fr.day night. All visiting friends are
welcome. G. W. Smith. President.
LULA Oliver, Secretary.
Parrot Made Trouble.
The entire street railway system of
a city in Australia was tied up win n
a pet parrot, escaped front its hi tue
and dragged its chain across two
wires, causing a short circuit.
Left Eye for M'crorccpe.
In microscopic work use the left eye
rather than the right, cays the Aine l
ian Machinist. Astigmatism and other
eye troubles occur more frequently in
the right eye.
Patience a Costly Vlrt"e.
Patience is one of the costly virtues.
If the value of a thing is to be meas
ured by its cost, then this virtue is to
he ranked among the very lirst.
DR. G. SURGHNOR
MONROE, LA.
Specialist on Diseases of Eye, Ear,
Nose and Throat.
Adenoids and Tonsils Removed.
Glasses Correctly' I itted.
DRS. MAGEE F, MAY PI ELD
Physicians and Surgeons
At Company Ho.-pital
Office Hours—8 t« 12 a. m , 1 to G p m
Sundays—9 to 1 I a. m., 3 i p p m
Hesidence Phone 12; of.ice 13
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ROWLAND LODGE No. 594 F. & A.
M.meets every second and fourth Satur
day evenings at 7:30 o'clock. Visiting
Masons always welcome.
F. O. Mahony, W. M.
D. F. Collett. Sec'y.
HOWARD CHAPTER No. 122. R. A.
1 M. meets every first and third Tlv rs
I day evening at Masonic hall. Visiting
companions welcome.
D. F Collett, H. P.
C. A. Berry, Secy.
HUTTIG CHAPTER No. 320. Order of
the Eastern Star, meets every first and
third Friday evening at 7:30 o'c'ock.
Visiting brothers and sisters welcome.
Mrs. A. FI. Lucas, W. M.
Mrs. L. G. Gibson, Sec'y.
HUTTIG LODGE No. 348 1 0. 0. F.
meets every Tuesday evening. Visit.ng
brethern cordially invited to attend.
M. H. Claybaugh, N. G.
E. L. Ware. Secy.
HUTTIG REBEKAH LODGE No. 06.
meets every Monday night at 7:30 o clock
Visitors are invited.
Mrs. Chas. Saxe, N. G.
Mrs. May Claybaugh, Secy.
SWEETBAY CAMPNo.411 W.O. W.
meets every first and third Saturday eve
nings. Visitors made welcome.
C. M. Caldwell, C. C.
J. C. Bridges, Clerk.
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RAILROAD TIMfc TABIL
St. Louis, Iron Mount/ in & Southern
LITTLE ROCK & MONROE RY.
South Ncrth
5:25 a. m .Huttig 3:23 p. m
?:55a. m Monroe 1:00 p.m.
local. *
Leaves Arrives
| 1 1:55 p. m. Huttig 12:15 p. m.
St. Louis, Iron Mountain & Southern
FARMERVILLE II southern ry.
North South
4:42 a.m. Huttig 3:54 p. m
3:15 a.m. Farmerville 5:20 p. in
local, t
10:15a.m. Huttig 2:25 p.m.
tArrive* Monday. Wednesday, and Fri
day from Monroe and goes to Farmer
ville.
‘Arrives Tuesday, Thursday and Satur
day fron Farmerville and goes to Mon
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