For The Little
Folks
You will find a nice line of
Toys, Dolls, Fireworks, Can
dies, Nuts and Fruits for Christ
mas at my store. Call and
leave your orders for Santa
J. M. MARTIN
Newark, Ark.
s
HE original cause
of the trouble was
about twenty
years in growing.
At the end of
that time it was
worth it
Had you lived
anywhere within
60 miles of Sun
down ranch you
would have heard
of it It possess
ed a quantity of
jet black hair, a
pair of extremely
frank, deep brown
eyes and a laugh
that rippled across
the prairie like
the sound of a hidden brook. The name
of it was Rosita McMullen; and she
was the daughter of old man McMul
len of the Sundown sheep ranch.
mere came naing on rea roan
steeds—or, to be more explicit, on a
paint and a flea-bitten sorrel—two
• wooers. One was Madison Lane and
? the other was the Frio Kid. But at
j that time they did not call him the
1 Frio Kid, for he had not earned the
honors of special nomenclature. Ills
name was simply Johnny McRoy.
It must not be Bupi»osed that these
two were the sum of the agreeable
Roslta's admirers. The bronchos of a
dozen others champed their bits at
the long hitching rack of the Sun
down ranch. Many were the sheeps’
eyes that were cast In those savannas
that did not belong to the flocks of
Dan McMullen. But of all the cava
liers Madison Lane and Johnny Mc
Roy galloped far ahead, wherefore
they are to be chronicled.
Madison Lane, a young cattleman
from the Nueces country, won the
race. He and Roslta were married one
Christmas day. Armed, hilarious, vo
ciferous, magnanimous, the cowmen
and the sheepmen, laying aside their
hereditary hatred, Joined forces to
celebrate the occasion.
But while the wedding feast was at
Its liveliest there descended upon It
Johnny McRoy, bitten by Jealousy,
like one possessed.
"TO give you a Christmas present,”
he yelled, shrilly, at the door, with his
.45 In his hand. Even then he had
some reputation as an offhand shot.
His first bullet cut a neat underbit
In Madison Lane’s right ear. The bar
rel of his gun moved an inch. The
!next shot would have been the bride's,
jhad not Carson, a sheepman, pos
sessed a mind with triggers some
what well oiled and In repair. The
guns of the wedding party had been
hung, in their belts, upon nails in the
wall when they sat at table, as a con
‘cession to good taste. But Carson,
with great promptness, hurled his
plate of roast venison and frijoles at
McRoy, spoiling his aim. The second
bullet, then, only shattered the white
petals of a Spanish dagger flower sus
pended two feet above Roslta’s head.
The guests Bpumed thcflr chairs
and Jumped for their weapons. It
was considered an Improper act to
shoot the bride and groom at a wed
ding. In about six seconds there were
twenty or so bullets due to be whiz
zing In the direction of Mr. McRoy.
. “TO shoot better next time,” yelled
johnny; “and there’ll be a next time.”
He backed rapidly out the door.
The cattlemen swept out upon him,
calling for vengeance.
But the sortie failed In Its ven
geance. McRoy was on his horse and
away, shouting back curses and
threats as he galloped Into the con
cealing chaparral.
That night was the birthnight of
the Frio Kid. He became the “bad
man" of that portion of the state. The
rejection of his suit by Miss McMul
len turned him to a dangerous man.
When officers went after him for the
shooting of Carson, he killed two of
them, and entered upon the life of an
outlaw. When he was. at last shot
and killed by a little one-armed Mex
ican who was nearly dead himself
from fright, the Frio Kid had the
deaths of 18 men on his head.
Many tales are told along the bor
der of his Impudent courage and
daring. But he was not one of the
i breed of desperadoes who have sea
sons of generosity and even of soft
ness. They say he never had mercy
on the object of his anger. Yet at
this and every Christmastlde it is
wall to give each one credit, if it can
be done, for whatever speck of good
! he may have possessed. If the Frio
Kid ever did a kindly act or felt a
I throb of generosity in his heart it was
once at such a time and season, and
this is the way it happened:
One December in the Frio country
rode the Frio Kid and his Satellite
and co-murderer, Mexican Frank. Thei
Kid reined in his mustang, and sat i
his saddle, thoughtful and grim, with
dangerously narrowing eyes.
"I don't know what I been thinking
about. Mex,” he remarked in his usual
mild drawl, “to have forgot all about a
Christmas present I got to give. I'm
going to ride over tomorrow night an
shoot Madison Lane In his own house.
He got my girl—Roslta would have
had me if he hadn’t cut Into the game.
I wonder why I happened to overlook
it up to now?”
Ah, shucks, Kid,” said Mexican [
"don’t taik foolishness. You know you |
can’t get within a mile of Mad Lane's i
house tomorrow night. 1 see old man 1
Allen day before yesterday, and ho j
says Mad is going to have Christmas '
doings at his house. You remember
how you shot up the festivities when
Mad was married, and about the j
threats you made? Don’t you sup
pose Mad Lane’ll kind of keep his eye ]
open for a certain Mr. Kid? You
plumb make me tired, Kid, with such
remarks."
“I’m going,” repeated the Frio Kid
without heat, "to go to Madison Lane’s i
Christmas doings, and kill him. I
ought to have done it a long time j
ago.”
"There’s other ways of committing
suicide,” advised Mexican. "Why don’t j
you go and surrender to the sheriff?" j
“I’ll get him,” said the Kid.
Christinas eve fell as balmy as
April. Perhaps there was a hint of j
far away frostiness in the air, but it I
tingled like seltzer, perfumed faintly !
with late prairie blossoms and the
mesquite grass.
When night came the five or six i
rooms of the ranch house were bright
ly lit. In one room was a Christmas
j tree, for the I-anes had a boy of three, j
I and a dozen or more guests were ex
pected from the nearer ranches.
The guests had arrived In buck- .
boards and on horseback, and were ;
making themselves comfortable Inside ;
The evening went along pleasantly j
j The guests enjoyed and praised Rosi
ta’s excellent supper, and afterward
the men scattered In groups about the
rooms or on the broad "gallery,’’
| smoking and chatting.
The Christmas tree, of course, de
j lighted the youngsters, and above all
were they pleased when Santa Claus
himself in magnificent white beard and
furs appeared and began to distribute
the toys.
"It’s my papa," announced Billy
Sampson, aged six.
Berkly, a sheepman, an old friend of
Lane, stopped Rosita as she was pass
ing by him on the gallery,
“Well, Mrs. Lane,” said he, "I sup
. pose by this Ohrlstmns you’ve gotten
over being afraid of that fellow Me
BB
-
-Oh, Thank You!”
Roy, haven’t you? Madison and I have
talked about it, you know.”
“Very nearly,” said Roslta, smiling,
“but I am still nervous sometimes. I
shall never forget that awful time
when he came so near killing us.”
“He’s the most cold-hearted villain
in the world,” said Berkly. “The citi
aens all along the border ought to turn
out and hunt him down like a wolf.”
“He has committed awful crimes,”
said Rosita, "but—I—don’t—know. I
think there is a spot of good some
where in everybody. He was not al
ways bad—that I know.”
Rosita turned into the hallway be
tween the rooms. Santa Claus, In muf
fling whiskers and furs, was Just com
ing through.
“I heard what you said through the
window, Mrs. Lane,” he said. “I was
just going down in my pocket for a
Christmas present for your husband
But I’ve left one for you. instead. It’s
in the room to your right.”
“Oh, thank you, kind Santa Claus,”
said Rosita, brightly.
Rosita went into the room, while
Fnnta Claus stepped into the cooler
air of the yard.
She found no one in the room but
Madison.
“Where is my rresent that Santa
said he left for me in here?” she
asked.
“Haven’t seen anything in the way
of a present,” said her husband, laugh
ing, “unless he could have meant me.”
The next day Gabriel Radd, the
foreman of the X O ranch, dropped
into the post office at Loma Alta.
“Well, the Frio Kid’s got his dose
of lead at last," he remarked to the
postmaster.
"That so? Mow’d it happen?”
"One of old Sanchez's Mexican
sheep herders did It—think of it! the
Frio Kid killed by a sheep herder!
The Greaser saw him riding along
past his camp about twelve o’clock
last night, and was so skeered that he
up with a Winchester and let hi. :
have It. Funniest part of it was tha!
the Kid was dressed all up with white
Angora-skin whiskers and a reguiai
Santy Claus rlg-out from head to foot
Think of the Frio Kid playing Santy!”
(Copyright, 1910, by F. L. Nelson.)
LIKED FI RE9.
Cohen—My mudder-ln-law talks Just
like a house afire.
Nathan—Dot ith vy you don’t put
h#r out, eh?
Christmas Cracaers.
Ho "plant#" for making pretty girt#
grow up to Christmas trees?
And are “the sea-sons' greetings” sent
by salt sons of the seas?
Are Yule-logs rut from snowdriftwood by
Yule-tlde washed ashore?
And eon Id you stub a mistletoe against a
parlor door?
If Eve had tried from holly-twigs a par
ly-gown to weave,
Do you suppose that Adam would have
called her "Christmas Eve?"
Saint Nicholas In autosleigh defies police
and laws:
Do regulations ns to speed contain a San
ta clause?
—Dippineott'a.
Yule Cake.
On Christmas night, if a maiden
place a piece of the Yule-cake under
her pillow she will dream of her fu
ture husband. Also a portion of the
cake should he kept for the next year,
as it brings luck in the house. The
plum pudding must always be kept
and again partaken of on New Year s
day if one would have a successful
year.
Burring the Yule Log.
The ancient Saxons burnt the yule
log a a mbol of the turning of the
sun toward spring.
1 A MERRY CHRISTMAS
We Wish You a Merry Christmas and Present
Herewith Report Showing Condition of This
Bank, and Our Ability to Serve You :: • • ::
REPORT OF CONDITION OF
FIRST NATIONAL BANK
-- NO. 9022
Of Newark, Arkansas, at the
Close of Business Dec. 5, 1911
RESOURCES
Loans and Discounts_$47,585.43
Overdrafts, secured and unsecured- -82
U. S. Bonds to secure circulation- 25,000.00
Bonds, Securities, etc_ 230.10
Banking house, furniture and fixtures- 1,500.00
Due from National Banks (not reserve agents)- 1,940.83
Due from State and Private Banks and Bankers, Trust
Companies and Savings Banks_ 1,468.45
Due from Approved Reserve Agents_ 34,792.46
Notes of other National Banks_ 1,150.00
Fractional paper currency, nickels and cents_ 89.33
Lawful Money Reserve in Bank, viz: Specie_..$5,776.75
Legal Tender Notes_ 740.00— 6,516.75
Redemption fund with U. S. Treasurer (five per cent of
circulation)_ 1,250.00
Total.........$121,524.17
LIABILITIES
Capital stock paid in_
Surplus fund_
Undivided profits, less expenses and taxes paid
National Bank Notes outstanding...
Individual deposits subject to check-$57,770.92
Demand Certificates of Depssit_ 3,859.98
Time Certificates of Deposit_ 3,421.30
Cashier’s checks outstanding_
Liabilities other than above stated
$25,000.00
. 3,000.00
1,406.77
25,000.00
• 65,052.20
565.20
1,500.00
Total
$121,524.17
State of Arkansas I
County of Independence f b
I, E. B. Chesser, cashier of the above-named bank, do solemnly
swear that the above statement is true to the best of my know
ledge and beiief.
E. B. CHESSER, Cashier.
Subscribed and sworn to be
fore me this 11th day of Dec.1911.
John Austin, Notary Public.
My commission expires Nov.7,1914.
Correct—Attest: G.M.Fields,
F. C. Hoyt,
R. B. Adams,
Directors.
i The First National Bank
1 OF NEWARK, ARKANSAS
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