MUNICIPAL OKKICKK8
Mayor. .1. n. Holderby.
Recorder, E. W. Magness,
Marshal, alter Fascoe,
'1 rensurer. .1. T. Tharp,
Aldermen:- B. F. Bushy, K- !>• Ad
ams, G. O. Mairness, C. M. Edwards
and VV. (’. Mims.
Council meets tirst Monday night in
each month.
CHURCHKS
Methodist church, services at 11, a.
m and 7::S(> p. in. the second and fourth
Sundays in each month. Kev. C. II.
■Newman, pastor.
Baptist church, services at J p. m. |
Saturday before Iirst Sunday, and 11
a. m iirst Sunday in each month.
Kev. W. F. Jackson, pastor.
Christian church, services Iirst and
third Sundays in each month at 11 a
in. and 7: Jo p. m. Rev. .1. II. McDon
iei, Pastor.
KttATKKNI11 US
Dannelly Chapter K. A. M. meets
third Saturday night. I.. C. Nuckolls,
E. H P.: T. H. Deal ion, Sec.
Newark Lodge F. & A. M. No. 248
meets second,. Sat unlay night. H K.
McHenry, !'/• M.: J. T. Tharp. Sec.
Newark Encampment 1. O. <)■ F. 42
meet.second and fourth Wednesday
nights. (). (>. Moss, C. 1\: G. I.. Fink,
•Scribe.
Newark Camp W.O.W. No. 288 meets
second and fourth Tuesday nights in
month. C. J. Magness, C. C.: J. T
Tharp. Clerk
Newark Grove W. C. No. 807 meets
first and third Tuesday nights. Mrs.
C. M. Edwards. Guardian; Miss Salih*
Barksdale. Clerk.
Newark Lodge l. O. O. F. No. 2f>.'i
meets the tirst and third Wednesday
nights. J. . Stone, N. G : T. M.
Harrelsnn, Secretary.
Banner Uebekah Lodge No. lf>4
meets every Saturday afternoon at .'!
o’clock. Mrs. ’I'. J. Kaney, N. Miss
Lucy Lawton, secret ary.
Independence Lodge No. 2.'I7!> K. &
L. of II. meets tirst and tnird Monday
nights in each month. E. M. Edgar.
Protectin'; Zed Griffith, Secretary
A. A. HENDERSON
Notary Public
Makes a specialty of
Writing and Correcting Deeds.
Office with il. 10. Hawthorne
V. L Pascoe L. (i Por
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Office with Newark Drug Company,
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Office hours8 to 12 a. m., and 1 to.} p. m.
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WeeMacgreegor
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By J. J. BELL
(Copyright, -905, by Joseph B. Bowlea.)
“Maw!” said the small boy. for the
twenty-third time since the Robinson
family began their perambulations in
Argyll street—■"maw!"
“What is’t ye're wantin' now. Mac
greegor?” asked his mother, not with
out irritation in her voice.
“Maw. here a sweetie shop."
“Well, what about it? Ye’ll get yer
candy In the morn, my mannie.”
"I want it now. maw.”
“ Deed, then ye'll jist ha'e to want.
Ye might think shame o’yersel’. wantin'
candy after ye’ve ett two apples an' a
pie.”
“But I’m hungry yet."
This seemed to amuse his mother,
for she laughed and called to a big
man in front of her, who was carrying
a little girl: “John, Macgreegor's
fayin’ he’s hungry.”
“Are ye hungry, Macgreegor?” said
John, halting and turning to his son.
with a twinkle in his eye. “Ye'll be
wantin’ a scone, maybe.”
Macgreegor looked offended, and his
mother remarked: “Not him! It’s
the sweetie shops that's makin' him
hungry. But I’ve tell’t him he’s to
get no candy till the mornin’.”
“D’ye hear what she's savin', Mac
greegor?” said his father. Then:
“Come on. lizzie, an’ we’ll get him a
bit sweetie to taste his mouth."
"Ye jist spoil the child, John," said
Lizzie, moving, however, with a good
natured smile to the shop-window.
“But mind, it's to be barley-sugar.
I'll no ha'e him fillin’ his stomach
wi' fancy things. See an' get barley
sugar, John, an' wree Jeannie 'll get
a bit of it. Will ye not. my darlin'?”
she demanded sweetly of the child in
her husband’s arms. Wee Jeannie ex
pressed delight in sounds unintelligi
ble to anyone but her mother.
"I want tablet.” said Macgreegor to
his father. In a whisper rendered
hoarse with emotion at the sight of
the good things in the window.
His mother was not intended to hear
him, but she did. "Tablet!” she ex
claimed. “Children that gets tablet
gets ill after.”
The boy’s nether lip protruded and
trembled ominously.
“Oeh, Lizzie." said John, "ye're aye
thinkin’ about the future. A wee bit
tablet ’ll do the laddie no harm.
Indeed, no! An' fine 1 think ye like
c. bit tablet yersel’."
“Ay, that's right. John. But ye've
surely not forgot what the doctor said
when Macgreegor was lyin’ badly
after ye had him at the exhibeetion.
He said Macgreegor had a weak di
gestion, and we was to be awful care
ful what he ett. An’ I was readin’
in the Companion jist the ither night
that there was nothin’ worse fur the
digestion than nuts, an' tablet's jist
full o' nuts.”
“Oh, well,” said her husband, evi
dt ntly overcome by her reasoning. “I’ll
get barley-sugar. Wait a bit, Jeannie.”
And he entered the shop.
When he rejoined his family ho
hai\!ed the "wholesome sweetmeat” to
hi wife, who first of all extracted a
short stick for wee Jeannie, wrapping
one end of it. in a scrap of paper torn
from the "poke." Macgreegor accepted
his share in gloomy silence, and pres
ent!' the party resumed their walk,
John again carrying his daughter,
who from time to time dabbed his
countenance with the wret end of her
barley-sugar in a filial desire to give
him a taste.
Having proceeded west about 100
yards, they wpre called to a halt by
Lizzie at the door of a big warehouse.
"I’m goin' in here. John," she said.
“I’m wantin’ a hit of red flannel fur
a gown fur wee Jeannie.”
“Nothin' fur yu-self, Lizzie?”
His wife looked at something in one
of the windows rather wistfully. "It's
over dear.” she murmured.
“It's not so dear,” said John,
thoughtfully.
“Weel. it’s good stuff. But I'm
right unwilling to pay so much fur
what I might do without. • An' Mao
greegor's needin’ a new bonnet.”
"His bonnet’s fine. Jist you go in,
Lizzie, an’ buy what ye’ve got yor
eye on. We’ll see about a bonnet
after. Dod! ye might as well ha’e
, yer New Year's day. woman, like ither
folk. Away with ye!”
"I'll tak’ wee Jem, : with tm\"
said Lizzie, looking pleased. "I'm
sure yer arm’s tired wi’ handlin’ her.
She's gettin’ a big lassie—are ye not,
my dear?” She stepped into the door
way. but returned for a moment. “See
an' keep a grip on Macgreegor, John,”
she said.
“Oh, ay! Him an' me 'll jist take
a bit of a stroll up an' down till ye
come oot.” Having wiped from his
face the sticky traces of his daugh
ter's affection, and set his pipe going
with several long breaths of satisfac
tion. he held out his hand to his son,
with “Come on, Macgreegor.”
Macgregor slipped his small fist into
the big one, and they set off slowly
along the crowded pavements, stop
ping frequently to see the sights of
the street and the windows, while the
youngster asked innumerable ques
tions, mostly unanswerable.
‘Have ye ett yer barley-sugar?"
asked his father, during a pause in the
childish queries.
"Ay. I've ett it—it's not as nice as
tablet, paw.”
"But ye'll no' be carin' fur tablet
new?"
'Tablet's awful good," returned Mae
gregor, guardedly, with a glanee up
ward at his parent's face. "Willie
Thomson’s paw gi'es him tablet som*
times.”
"TABLET S AWFUL GOOD."
“Aweel, Macgreegor, I’m not going
to give* ye tablet. But if ye was put
tin’ yer hand in my pocket ye
might—Ye’re not to let on to yer
maw. mind!”
The enraptured Macgregor’s hand
was already busy, and a moment later
his jaws were likewise.
“Ye’ve burst the poke, ye rogue,”
said John, feeling in his pocket.
"Now. ye're to get no more till the
morning. Yer maw Aould give it to
me if she kent ye was eatin' almonds.”
“I’ll not tell," said Macgreegor, gen
erously.
As they approached the warehouse
once more, John carefully wiped his
son's mouth, and vainly endeavored to
assume an expression of innocence.
However, when Lizzie joined them |
she was too pleased and proud for the
moment to suspect anything.
“Give Jeannie to me,” said John.
“No. no! I'll carry her a wee. I
got a seat in the shop. But I’ll gi’e
ye my parcel. It'll maybe go in yer
pocket.”
“Jist,” said her husband, as he j
stuffed in tne long, brown-paper pack
age. “Did ye get what ye wanted?”
"Ay. John, an’ I beat them down
a shillin'.”
"Ye're a real smart woman! Come,
an’ we’ll go an' see the wax-works.”
"Paw,” put in Macgregor, “I wudna
like to be a wax-work when I was i
, dead.”
“Hold yer tongue, Macgreegor,” said i
his mother. “John, ye should check I
him when h^ says such awful things.”
"Aw, the boy's all right, Lizzie.
Macgreegor, ye're not to say that
again,” he added, with an attempt at
solemnity.
“Why is folk made into wax-works?”
inquired his son, not greatly abashed.
"Oh, jist to amuse ither folk.”
“But why—” Macgreegor’s inquiry
was interrupted by his colliding vio
lently with a hag carried by a gentle
| man hurrying for his train.
"Ye see what ye get fur not lookin
where ye’re goin’,” said his mother.
“Put his bonnet straight, John. Poor
mannie, it was a very bad knock."
; she added, gently.
“I'm no cryin’, maw." said Mac
t" gor. in a quavering voice, rubbing
hi eyes with his cuff.
"“hat's a brave lad!” said Lizzie.
‘"'ever heed, Macgreegor! Ye’ll be
a 1 : afore yer mother!” said John.
T consoled, the hoy trotted on
wit!' is parents till they reached tbe
caudv entrance or me wax-works.
"Now, I'll take .leannie,” said the
husband.
"Ay; that'll he the best way to go
in. An' I'll take the parcel, fur it’ll
he in yer road." So saying, Lizzie
handed her charge to John. Then she
pulled the parcel from his pocket; and
lo and behold! it came out accom
panied by sundry fragments of tablet,
which fell on the pavement.
John would have dropped anything
else hut his present burden. Mac
gregor gazed at the dainties at his
feet, hut did not dare attempt to se
cure them. Lizzie looked pitilessly
from one to the other. It was a
tableau worthy of wax.
But who can follow the workings of
the childish mind? Two tears crept,
into Macgregor’s eyes as he raised
them fearfully to his mother's face.
"Paw never ett ony,” he mumbled.
The expression on Lizzie’s face
changed to astonishment.
“What’s that ye say?"
“P-p-paw never ett ony,” the boy
repeated.
And then, of a sudden, Lizzie’s
astonishment became amusement.
“Deed, ye're jist a pair o' children!”
And she laughed against her will.
“It was all my fault, Lizzie," said
John.
“Av; ye should have put the tablet
in yer ither pocket! Eh? No, no,
Macgreegor, ye’ll jist let the tablet
lie,” she exclaimed as the boy stooped
to seize it.
“There’s no mud on it, maw.”
“Ay, but there is. Come awa'!”
And away Macgreegor was pulled to
see the wax-works.
But why did “paw" wink at his son
and point stealthily to his “pooch?”
Silk Skirts Not a Necessity.
Silk skirts are run a necessity for
wives, and husbands cannot he com
pelled to pay for them. Judge Gates,
of Kansas City, ruled in a suit in the
circuit court. The suit was brought
about by Carleton King’s refusal to
pay a bill of $16.JO for a silk skirt
purchased by his wife.
Should Play Santa.
It is estimated the sultan could pre
sent every man, woman and child in
his country with an ultimatum from
his large collection and still have
enough left to lay under all the car
pets of his royal palaces.
It vo" are troubled with piles
mum can’t find ;i cure, try Witch
1 laze I Salve. Inil lx* '-ur** you get.
Unit made by K ('. |)<*uitt & (’o.,
* hieago. It is tlie original. If
v(»u have used Witch Hazel Salve
without beinSf relieved it is prob
’1 '• I«* that you got hold of one of
tie many worthless counterfeits
hat are sold on the reputation of
'he genuine Dewitt's Witch Haz
‘*1 Salve. Sold l»y ,1.1. Sturdivant.
THE ORIGINAL
U ATIVE COUGH SYRUP
Cu 3 all Coughs and
as ists in expelling
Co .'s from the
System by
ge;: ly moving
the bowels
A ce“» - in cure
for croup and
whooping-cough.
(Trade Mark RegUtered.)
The Red
Clover Blos
som and the
Honey Bee
is on every
bottle.
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in Prevent Siclc-Haadache
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i U if r .'em*.
The Kind You Have Always Bought, and which lias heea
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and has been made under his per
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All Counterfeits, Imitations and “ Just-as-good as ; >u
Experiments that tritle with and endanger the hca 1
Infants and Children—Experience against Experinien
What is CASTOR!A
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contains ;<her Opium, Morphine nor other Nareotl©
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Colic. It relieves Teething Troubles, cures Constipation
and Flatulency. It assimilates the Food, regulates tho
Stomach and Bowels, giving healthy and natural sleep.
The Children’s Panacea—The Mother’s Friend.
GENUINE CASTORIA ALWAYS
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In Use For Over 30 Years.
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Worn-Out
If you arc in this- condition,
your nerve force is weak—the
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