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Newark, Independence County, Arkansas, Friday, November 22, 1912
Vol. 12, No. 33
The Men Who are Today Lifting the World Upward and Onward are Those Who Encourage More Than Criticise
THANKSGIVING NIGHT
By WILBUR D. NESBIT.
"l Last night I got to
) thinking, when I
couldn’t go to
s sleep,
Of the way Thanksgiv
• lng served me in
the days when joy
was cheap—■
Of howr we’d have a tur
key, and of how I'd
beg a taste
l Whenever they would
open up the oven
door to "baste”
The bulgiii^ breast, and how then
from the oven came a drift
Of tantalizing odor, such as only boys
have sniffed.
I got to thinking of
it—for I couldn’t
go to Bleep—
Of mince pies in the
pantry, where
I'd sidle in and
peep.
And jelly and plum,
butter, and the
peach preserves
and cake—
And then I got to
thinking of how
fine 'twould be
to take
A trip back to the ~
old days, when
the dancing candle light
Played pranks with all the shadows
on the wall, Thanksgiving night.
The boys I used
to play with!
1 could shut
my eyes and
see
The whole troop
of them wait
ing, and a
waving hands
to me;
All freckled, rag
ged-trousered,
with their
scarfs and
--- milieus, xoo,
They made a splendid picture—but
the picture wasn't true;
For they've grown up, as I have, and
strange paths have Sured our
feet—
The paths that find Tomorrow, and
that never, never meet.
i wondered if they also
\ were not lying
/ half awake
A And thinking of the
turkey, and the
/ jelly, and the
cake;
And if they had their
fancies of the lazy
little street
That leads beneath the
maples where the
\ topmost branches
ft meet—
R And suddenly I heard
them — heard the
1 murmurs low and
clear,
mat toia me tney
were with me, and were very,
very near.
And then I
curled up
b o y 1 ike,
with m y
cheek up
on my,;
hand,
And shut
my eyes ■ 1
and whispered—to myself, you un
stand—
Our little “Now I lay me,” clear to
its "My soul to keep.”
Just as I used to say it when I hurried
off to sleep.
And something seemed to touch me j
like a hand held out to bless—
And all at once my heart throbbed to
a hymn of thankfulness!
Some Cause for Rejoicing.
In addition to the general occasion
for thanksgiving, every life has its
own joys and every soul its own de
lights. There are many who appear to
be barren of rejoicing, some into
whose homes calamity has come and
from which have gone those whose
faces were the love lights of the do
mestic circle. But even here may be
found some cause for rejoicing, and,
in any event, a reverent faith may
take up the triumph of the uncrushed
spirit of Job—“Though he slay me,
yet will I praise him.” God does not
willingly afflict the children of men,
and when the misfortunes come he
stands ready to comfort and to protect
THE TURKEY THAT
CAME TOO LATE
By TEMPLE BAILEY.
HEY stood to
gether In the bare
grayness of the
November foresti
"Thore's snow
In the sky," said
the man, and
smiled down at
the girl whose
Bcarlet shawl was
as red as her
lips.
"I want snow,”
she said, "for
Thanksgiving. It
seems as if the
snow Is as much
a part of the day as a turkey dinner."
For a moment he hesitated, then he
blurted out the truth, "I’m afraid
there won t be any turkey, honey.”
"Oh,” she looked up at him quick
ly, "but you Bald—you said that you
would get one, Jed.”
“I know, but there don’t seem to be
any wild turkeys in these woods; I've
hunted and hunted,” said her lover,
with some dreariness.
“It Beems as if you couldn't have
hunted very hard.” She drew away
from him. “Think how disappointed
the children will be—Jed.”
“I know. Itut if there ain’t any tur
keys, there ain’t any-”
"But you promised.”
"Yes. I said I’d get one if there was
I one to be got, but they don’t grow
on trees, you know.”
But she did not smile. "Sometimes
I think,” she said, wearily, “that you
are just like dad. All my life he has
promised and promised that he'd do
things, and he ain't ever done them.
And when I promised to marry you, I
thought that I’d found a man that was
different, and I loved you because you
were strong, and because you weren’t
lazy like dad—but sometimes lately—”
His lips were set In a straight lina.
"Weft, what have you thought late
ly?” he demanded.
"That—that as you grew older
you’d be like the rest of the men of
Staggered Suddenly Out of the Dark
ness.
the mountain. You'd juBt let things
elide and not care-"
“And all this because you won't
have turkey for Thanksgiving," he
flung out.
Her eyes met his squarely. “You
know it isn’t that.” Bhe Bald. “You
know it's because I want you to show
that you are different from the others
before I marry J%u, Jed.”
Her hand was on hia arm, muteiy
asking hlB forgiveness for her criti
cism. Hut he Jerked himself away.
“Hefore I'd make such a fuss about
a turkey," he said, and was gone.
That afternoon he tramped the
woods in futile search. He raged at
her arraignment of his* manhood. In
the depths of his soul, however, he
knew that she was right. He had
let the days before Thanksgiving pass
without worrying himself mightily
about the turkey, and now, at the
last moment, he would have to dis
appoint her.
And all her life little M&ndy had
met disappointment. Motherless, and
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FIFE & MOORE
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Rosenthal Hardware Company
Batesville, Arkansas
Having bought the stock of hardware of the
Lewis Hardware Co., our place of business has been
removed to the former stand of the Lewis Hardware
Co., three blocks north of our former store, on Hain
Street.
Our own stock together with the goods bought
from the Lewis Hardware Co., gives us a very large
and varied assortment, seldom found under one
roof.
You are cordially invited to look over our goods
and prices, whether you want to buy or not, we be
live it will pay you to do so.
Respectfully yours
Rosenthal Hdw. Co.
WE HAVE BEEN 34 YEARS IN BUSINESS
IN BATESVILLE
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