City Directory.
M r NIC II* A I. OFFICERS
Mayor, -I. U. Holderby.
Recorder, E. W. Madness,
Marshal. Walter Pascoe,
Treasurer, J. T. Tharp.
Aldermen:-It. I'. Busby, R. B. Ad
ams, W. J. Cooper, V. M. Edwards
and W. (’. Mims.
, Council meets first Monday night in
each month.
CHURCHES
M ethod 1st chureh, services at 11, a.
rn and 7:30 p.m. the second and fourth
Sundays in each month. Rev. C. H.
Newman, pastor.
Baptist church, services at 3 p. m.
Saturday before third Sunday, and 11
a. m. third Sunday in each month.
Rev. L. Brown, pastor.
Christian church, services first and
third Sundays in each month at II a
m. and 7:30 p. rn. Rev. .1. II. Me Pon
ied, Pastor.
. FKATEKXI 11 KS
Pannelly Chapter R. A. ML. meets
third sit urci.i\ night. I. C. Nuckolls.
E. II. 1’.; T. II. Hearing. Sec.
Newark Lodge 1’. ,v A. M. No. 24s
meets second Saturday night, .j. 1.
Sturdivant. W. M.;.J. T. Tharp, Sec.
Newark Encampment l.O.O. F. 42
meets second and fourth Thursday
nights. A. Ashley. C. P: U. L. Pink
Scribe.
Newark Lodge 1. O. O. F. No. 2<i.‘l
meets the first and third Wednesday
nights O. O. Moss, N. G.:G. L. Kink
Secretary.
Newark < 'amp W.< ).\V. N >. 2VS meets
second and fourth Tuesday nights in
each month. W. C. Mims, C. C.;
N. A. speed. (llerk.
Banner Rebekah Lodge No. 154
meets every Saturday afternoon at 3
o’clock. Mrs. J. T. Miller, N. G.; Miss
Lucy Lawton, secretary.
Independence Lodge No. 2:179 K. &
L. of II. meets first and tnird Monday
nights in each month. O. F. Craig,
Protector; Zed Griffith, Secretary.
THE SONG OF THE PLAINS.
No harp have I for the singing, nor fingers
fashioned for skill,
Nor ever shall words express it, the song
that is in my heart,
A saya s\Vi pt from the distance, horizons
bt yond the hill,
Singing of life and endurance, and bidding
me bear my part.
For this is song, as I sing, the song that I
love the best.
The steady tramp in the furrow, the
grind of the gleaming steel,
An ant item sung to the noonday, a chant of
the open West,
Echoing deep, in my spirit to gladden and
help and heal.
And this is life, as 1 read it, and Life, in its
fairest form.
To breathe the wind on the ranges, the
scent of the upturned sod,
To strive and strive, and be thankful, to
weather the shine and storm
I Penciling over the prairies, the destiny
planned by Hod,
And no reward do 1 ask for, save only to
work and wait.
To praise the (io«l of my fathers, to labor
beneath His sky,
To dwell a.om in His greatness, to strike
and to follow straight.
Pi.< nt. ami strong, and eonti t.ted—the lim
itless plain and I.
—H H. Hash ford, in N Y. Mail.
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(Copy ri>rht, 19u6, by W. G. i l.apman.)
IT all took place in the small room
next to the court room. Percy, be
; ing an enterprising young reporter, had
strayed into the ante-room in the hope
| that he might pick up some informa
tion before the court opened for the
! (fay. He was addressed by a person
behind him.
“I would like to see you and Mr.
Hopkins alone, sir. Is he here?"
The speaker was a short, fat-legged
gentleman, evidently one of the law
yers in the approaching case, who had
mistaken Percy for some one else. Here
was a great chance to get inside in
formation under false pretenses, so
he replied, non-committally: "No, I
haven’t seen him lately."
The little man glared angrily.
"What!” he cried, "what, sir? This
is outrageous!” He shook an official
looking document in his companion's
face as though by that act he abjured
Mr. Hopkins and his sort forever, and
then drew confidentially closer. "Your
, lawyer, sir. seems bent upon nothing
but to secure a large fee."
So Mr. Hopkins was his lawyer, and
Percy himself was the hard-hearted
defendant! He rather enjoyed the sit
uation. “I know no reason why he
should see me." he said.
The lawyer, after puffing and blow
ing for some time, wiped his perspir
ing forehead with a large handker
chief and smiled benignantly. "I am
Bowden, of Bowden & Johnson,” he
said, ‘‘representing the plaintiff. I can
not believe, sir. after what I have
heard of you, that you are the sort
of a man which your attitude in this
unfortunate case seems to imply.”
Percy admitted that he was not.
“You have been made a victim,” re
sumed Mr. Bowden deliberately, tap
ping his companion upon the breast,
“of a designing person—of a counsel
lor-at-law who worships Mammon. He
desires an exorbitant fee, sir.”
Percy did not wish an injustice done
to the absent. “You forget that you
have not explained yourself.” he said.
“True.” answered his companion,
very thoughtfully rubbing a bald spot
on the top of his head; “very true.
But Mr. Hopkins agreed to speak of
it. and I had forgotten that he did
not do so. To be brief sir. my client
is not actuated by any mercenary
motives in bringing this action for
breach of promise against you. She
still loves you. sir.”
Percy was visibly affected.
“She has money of her own, sir. as
you are aware; and has recently come
into possession of a still larger amount.
You cannot plead poverty either on
her side or yours as an excuse for
this -this—<*r—-amatory rupture. Did
you not love her once?”
A direct answer to this question
would have been liable to involve the
l young man in difficulties from which
I
he might not be able to exiricate him
self; but he was too much interested
in the case to make a confession of his
identity.
“I have never loved anyone else," he
answered.
This being considered equivalent to
an acknowledgment, the lawyer for the
plaintiff closed the door between the
court room and the little room in
which they stood. Then he turned
toward Percy with the air of one about
to make an important disclosure.
"Her mother.” he said softly, "died
last week. She will be alone in the
world. A beautiful creature, sir, and
alone in the world."
Beautiful creature—money—affec
tionate—alone in the world! Percy’s
heart began to warm toward the poor
girl so basely deserted by the object
of her affections. He longed to have
the fellow there before him. He felt
that garroting. hanging, guillotining,
or any of the other well-known
methods of shortening human life
would he too good for such a wretch.
He conceived a great pity for the
plaintiff; and he began to realize that
pity was akin to a much mure emo
tional passion.
"Sh!” said the lawyer raiding a
warning finger.
There was,the sound of a light foot
step and a sharp rustling of feminine
garments. P« rev gasped and looked
around. A slight girl who answered
the description recently given stood
in the doorway. Her full, clear eyes
were turned upon him with a look of
sweetness and reproach that made
him keenly aware of the absurd lack of
taste in the defendant whom he evi
dently was representing.
"Sh!" said the lawyer again; and
with that tact for which his profes
sion is noted, he tiptoed to the door
and closed it behind him. leaving the
two alone.
That something must be done was
evident. What it should be was an
other question The fair plaintiff
stood still, not venturing to advance,
and not willing to retreat. Her eyes
were downcast, and her breast was
heaving tremulously. Percy, in a still
more perplexing situation, stood gaz
ing at her until their eyes met. Then
she spoke:
“Oh, Fred!" she cried, “hyw could
you!”
Not being sufficiently acquainted
with the facts in the case Percy
couldn’t have answered if his life de
pended on it; but he saw that the
time had come to dispel the illusion in
regard to his character.
“There seems to be some—some ter
rible misunderstanding,” he stam
mered.” I—I—”
"Dear Fred!”
“No, no!” he cried, “not that! You
seem to have made the mistake of
thinking—thinking—”
“I know it!" she cried generously,
“it was all my fault.”
Unconsciously he took her extended
hand, and a thrill passed up his arm
and lodged somewhere beneath his
left shoulder; but presently he re
gained his self-possession and released
his grasp.
“You don't understand me!” he ex
plained hoarsely. “You don’t love me
—you love another.”
She placed her head between her
hands and sank into the chair, sob
bing. "It was all that cruel letter,”
she cried. “1 only wrote it—in—in
fun; and—besides—didn’t you know—
Arthur was my cousin?"
“Excuse me. ’ said Percy, laying his
hand tenderly upon her shoulder, "you
are stiil laboring tinder a wrong im
pression. I don’t know Arthur, and 1
never saw any letter.”
She arose and brushed the hair from
her forehead with a pathetic motion.
“Then." she cried despairingly, “it was
something else. Oh. Fred, tell me—-tell
me—what was it?”
Percy drew himself up resolutely.
“'1 lie fact is,” he said, "that 1 am not
the man you think I am.”
font say that.” she cried. “I have
for iven the past, long, long ago. You
are .he man I have always loved, and
that is enougn for me.”
“Y< u are still wrong,” said Percy,
brut. lly. "I mean that I am not the
def< lant in this case.”
She looked at. him quickly, and as
she gazed th“ humor of the situation
forced itself upon her face. Then in
a hysterical sort of a way she laughed,
and pressed a tiny handkerchief to her
eyes. "You took very much like him,’’
she stammered.
“I hope," he replied with some gal
lantry. "that I am not like him.”
Mr. Bowden, of Bowden & Johnson,
bustled in at this juncture. "Your
counsel." he said significantly to Percy,
"has asked that the case be held over
until the next term of court. I am
happy to hear it. sir."
“So far as 1 am concerned,” returned
that young man, and it is a note
worthy fact that he smiled at the
young lady as he spoke, “the case may
be absolutely dismissed.”
Mr. Bowdeu beamed upon the de
fendant, and then beamed upon the
plaintiff, and then ended all by reso
lutely turning his back to them both
and beaming out of the window while
he wiped the moisture from his heavy
spectacles.
"Mr. Bowden,” said the plaintiff,
softly.
"At your service.” replied that gen
tleman. whirling sharply around and
still beaming.
“I think you may—you may—”
“Drop the case altogether.” suggest
ed Percy.
“Yes,” she said, coloring at the sug
gestion and looking very much enibar
rassed. and very delightfully charming,
"you may drop the case altogether.”
Mr Bowden watched them as they
left the room. Then he chuckled
wisely and tore up a legal document he
had in his pocket. In all probability
he beamed again as he did it.
The Judge and the Ass.
One day Curran, the famous Irish ora
tor. was addressing an English court,
when the bray of an ass was heard out
side, and the judge could not resist the
temptation of saying: "One at a time.
Mr. Curran, please.” But the good ass
gave Curran his chance. As the judge
summed tip, the bray was heard again,
and the great lawyer, jumping up from
his seat, asked the judge: "Does not
your lordship hear a remarkable echo
In court?”
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Apply to Craig & Henderson.
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take a Ramon s Rill at first indication—arouse
the liver, quicken the circulation and go alone
about your work. Any druggist will refund the
price li not satisfied. 26 cents.
To Cure a Cough
take Ramon's English Cough Syrup in small
doses ‘luring the day, then site pat night. A pine
tar balm without morphine. 'S'C ut all dealers.
A. A. HENDERSON
Notary Public
Makes a specialty of
Writing and Correting Deeds.
Office with II. B. Hawthorne
V. L Pascoe L. G Poe
Phone No. 10 Phone No. 24
PASCOE & POE
Physicians and Surgeons
Office with Newark Drug Company,
Front Street. Phone No, IT.
Office hours8 to 12 a. m., and 1 too p. in.
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