T. T. McFall
AUTO
LIVERY
DAY OR NIGHT
Office at Waverly Hotel
PHONE 18.
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| We Pay Cash ^
this week for
Hens, per pound,.08
Cox, per pound,.06
Dux, per pound,.08
Geese, each,.40
Goslings, per pound,.08
Fresh Eggs, per dozen, ..25
Tow Sacks, each,.0234
Turkeys, per pound,.. .1234
McCrory Feed & Produce Co.
L. W. Sturdivant, Manager
WARNING ORDER.
Woodruff Chancery Court, Nor
thern District:
Alrody Dickson, Plaintiff,
vs
Arthur Dickson, Defendant.
The above defendant, Arthur
Dickson, is hereby warned to ap
pear in this court within thirty
days and answer the complaint
of the plaintiff, Alrody Dickson.
L. W. Winfree, Clerk.
Hutchins & Hutchins, Attorneys
for Plaintiff. Dec. 27, 1915.
1-23 Adv
We are glad to see Geo. H.
Proulx back at his Lunch Room
after a few days’ illness.
Earl Winfree went to Langton
Tuesday where he will work in
the store of I. P. Phillips.
4*
4»
4*
$
$
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4*
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IN WINIFRED ’S NAME
By ELLIS GRAHAM.
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4*
$
4*
Dot regarded the telegram in her
hand in utter dismay. It was there
in simple letters, the message of her
fate.
“Arrive Tuesday. Gould.”
And it was directed to Winifred, of
course, and Winifred was down at Old
Point Comfort with the Beverlys on
their yacht. She would have to meet
him at last, confess the whole thing,
and protect Winifred somehow.
Winifred had met Clive Gould in
Washington, and he had taken a fancy
to her. He had written to her from
San Francisco the day before he
sailed, and Dot had listened to the
letter as she had to with every new
correspondent of her roommate. But
there was something about the letter
that held her—an underlying faith in
things, a sense of humor, something
that told the real man behind the
pen.
“I won’t answer it,” Winifred had
said, airily. “He’s too dignified and j
slow, Dot.”
un, you must answer it. we ex
pects that. Wait, I’ll do it for you.”
‘‘You old dear thing,” Winifred
laughed over at her. “You never write
to any boys at all. Go ahead. He’s
perfectly safe, bound for Australia,
and I don’t mind. H<31d a star up for
him to see his way by and tell him
to cheer up.”
But Dot had answered the letter
in her own way, and it had started a
correspondence that had slipped out
of her reach and control before a
year had passed. Now he was back,
and in the letter she had received the
day before he told her it was her let
ters that had drawn him over the
seas to her, and she must fulfill all
they meant to him.
The evening was rather cool. Clad
in a white woolen dress, with white
sweater and no hat, she watched from
the veranda until she saw a figure
start across the green from the street;
then she went fco meet him. Oh, yes;
it was he. She knew him in an in
stant from his picture, and she went
straight toward him without compro
mise.
“You are Mr. Gould, aren’t you?”
She gave him a firm hand clasp. “I
am Winifred's best friend, and she has
gone to Old Point Comfort. Won’t
you visit with me awhile? I am Doro
thy Page.”
Up on the veranda they sat, while
she listened to him talk of the voy
age and trip over the continent.
Couldn’t he guess at all of how her
pulses were beating, how she was
trying to keep her nerve still and lis
ten to him ? And all at once some
thing seemed to snap the tension.
She lifted her head and looked at
him, at his wide, uncompromising
eyes, so direct and true in their gaze,
&nd she told him, the truth as she
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had intended to do.
“And that’s all, you see.” Her
hands put away from her an imag
inary something, when she had fin
ished. “I did it, and I am not sorry
either. Winifred never needed you
and I did. I never had anyone to
write to that I liked, and somehow I
could tell you everything.”
“Except this.”
“Don’t. I am sorry in a way for
you, but you won’t mind. Winifred
has always cared for Bob.”
“I’m not thinking of them. I’m sure
I only wish them the greatest happi
ness.”
“She hasn’t been here much the last
term, not since they were engaged.
She was taking a post-graduate course
anyway. Oh, I know—” She rose and
stood before him, rebellious, worried,
and still in a way penitent. “I know
you must think it was awful of me—”
“No, I don’t.” He rose, too, and Dot
wondered how he could leave her so
soon, with just a word of ordinary
courtesy. After all, the letters had
been theirs, and they had grown to
know each other so well in them. But
Clive continued:
“Those letters, whoever wrote them,
gave me courage and a new grip on
life just when I was worried and los
ing my grip. Remember that line
of Browning—
‘Drop heart’s blood where life’s wheels
grate dry,’
“That was what they did for me.
Did you feel all the time really imper
sonal toward me, Dot?”
Dot laughed softly, a bit unstead
ily.
“No, I felt as if you belonged to
me.”
“Just that. And so did I. They
pulled me back thousands of miles to
you—”
“Not to me. To Winifred.”
“Winifred wrote to me six months
ago, as soon as she was engaged to
Bob, and told me the truth,” he said.
“I have come back to you.”
“When you didn’t even know what
I looked like?”
“Winifred sent me your portrait aft
er I had asked her for one.”
Dot smiled, a funny, half shy smile,
biting her under lip.
“We’ll miss the letters terribly.”
“I’m not going back,” he said. “Not
for all the letters in the world, i
like the original.”
“Dear old Win,” Dot breathed ten
derly. “Wasn’t it clever of her?”
Across the campus the chapel bell
began to chime. Clive held her hand
close in his, drawing her nearer to
him.
“Half a world away, dear, and I’ve
come to you for a welcome.”
(Copyright, 1915, by McClure Newspapei
Syndicate.)
HIS POSSIBILITIES.
Physician (to magnate)—Seek
some quiet, secluded place, where
you can sleep well and where no one
will pay any attention to you.
Magnate (in doubt)—Er-r, doc
tor, I say, how will going to church
do?
HIS IDEA OF IT.
“What,” asked the fair maid, “is
your idea of happiness ?”
“Being ‘next'* in a crowded barber
shop/’ answered the practical young
man.
SECRET SERVICE.
“T wish that waiter would stop
staring at us.”
“Yes, I don’t like his policy of
watchful waiting.”—Judge.
POSSIBLE REASON.
“Why is the stork picked out as
the bird to travel with the doctor?”
“I think it must be because he’s
got such a beautiful bill.”
PROFESSIONAL CARDS
W. D. HINSON
OPTOMETRIST.
Will call at residence and make
examination for glasses
McCRORY, ARKANSAS.
DR. G. F. MAYNARD
Licensed Deputy State
Veterinarian
AUGUSTA, ARKANSAS
Sick and emergency calls answered
Promptly
B. BREWSTER
PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON.
Office phone 39, Residence 16
Office in rear of Farmers &
Merchants Bank building.
H. P. HARGIS
PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON.
Phone No. 49
Calls answered day or night.
J. H. WEST
PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON,
Calls answered promptly
day or night.
Grays, Arkansas
McCRORY DRUG CO.
Everything in the drug line
PHONE NO. 42.
L. B. WINFREE, J. P.
CONVEYANCES
G. W. BARBER
NOTARY PUBLIC
AND INSURANCE
BLACKSMITHING AND
HORSE-SHOEING
Reliable Workmanship at
Reasonable Prices.
T. E. DYE
I don’t make any
thing but meal.
W. B. DOUGHERTY
The Corn Grinder
PLEADS GUILTY
Singer Leads, Other
Strifes to follow.
D. E. CLARK,
“The Singer Sewing
Machine Man.”