| City Directory^J
MUNICIPAL OKFICKKS
Mayor, J. II. Ilolderby,
Recorder, E. W. Madness,
Marshal. Walter Pascoe,
'1 reasurer, .1. T. Tharp,
Aldermen:- It. I-'. Husby, I!. It. Ad
ams, G. O. Madness, C. M. Edwards
and VV. Mims.
Council meets first Monday night in
each month.
CHUKCI1K8
Methodist church, services at 11, a.
in and 7:30 p. m. thesecond and fourth
Sundays in each month. Rev. O. II.
Newman, pastor.
Baptist church, services at ;$ p. m.
Saturday before third Sunday, and 11
a. m. third Sunday in each month.
Rev. J. L. Brown, pastor.
Christian church, services first and
third Sundays in each month at 11 a.
m. and 7:30 p. m. Rev. J. II. McDon
iel, Pastor.
KRATBRNITl K.S
Dannelly Chapter It. A. M. meets
third Saturday night. I. C. Nuckolls,
E. II P.; T. II. Rearing, Sec.
Newark Lodge K. & A. M. No. 248
meets second Saturday night. J. I.
Sturdivant, W. M.: J. T. Tharp, Sec.
Newark Encampment I. O. (). F. 42
meets second and fourth Wednesday
nights. G. A. Ashley, C. P: G. L. Fink
Scribe.
Newark Lodge I. O. O. F. No. 2<>3
meets the tirst and third Wednesday
nights (). (). Moss, N. G.; G. L. l ink
Secretary.
Newark Grove W. C. No. 807 meets
first and third Tuesday nights. Mrs.
C. M. Edwards, Guardian; MissSallie
Barksdale, Clerk.
Newark Camp W.O.W. No. 288 meets
second and fourth Tuesday nights in
each month. W. C. Mims, C. C.;
N. A. Speed, Clerk.
Banner Rebekah Lodge No. 174
meets every Saturday afternoon at :t
o’clock. Mrs. .1. T. Miller, N. G.; Miss
Lucy Lawton, secretary.
Independence Lodge No. 2379 K. &
L. of H. meets tirst and tnird Monday
nights in each month. <). F. Craig.
Protector; Zed Griffith, Secretary.
A. A. HENDERSON
Notary Public
Makes a specialty of
Writing and Correcting Deeds.
Office with II. E. Hawthorne
V. L Pascoe L. G Poe
Phone No. 10 Phone No. 24
PASCOE & POE
Physicians ami Surgeons
Office with Newark Drug Company,
Front Street. Phone No 17
Office hours8 to 12 a. in., and 1 too p. rn.
WASHINGTON
D. C. 5
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Through a well conduct
ed Telephone service.
Not only that, but it
saves and makes you
money. It is probably
the greatest of modern
conveniences, and it’s
cost is so low that any
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Less Than 5c a Day
You Ought To 1 lave One
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W. C. Mims, Pres. & Gen. Mgr.
To Cure a Cut, Sore or Wound
apply Ramon's Nerve & Bone Oil promply It is
antiseptic— stop* the pain and causes healing by
first inteution.iAeaml money back if not satisfied
MAN WITH THE HOE.
Say, how do you hoe your row. old chap?
Say, how do you hoe your row?
I >o j on hot- 1> fair,
l>o > ou hoc It square.
Do you hoe It the bent you know ?
Do you cut the weed*, an you ought
to do,
And leave what's worth while there?
The harvest you'll garner depends cn you;
Are y ou w orking It on the square?
Are you killing the noxious weeds, old
chap?
Are you making it straight and clean?
Are you going straight,
At a hustling gall?
Are you scattering ail that's mean?
Do you laugh hnd sing and whistle shrill,
And dance it step or two,
As the row you hoe leads up the hill?
The harvest is up to y ou.
You can reap the thing that you ought to
reap;
A pitiful, worthless dole
Or a harvest fair,
With a bit to spare
For another and way ward soul;
The Master who's waiting to garner 1b
Will credit you all y ou're due;
So hoe y our row with a song and grin
The harvest Is up to you.
—J. M, Lewis, in Houston Host.
WHICH OF
THETHREE
By JANE CARR
< < T) RAVERY,” said the clergyman
|j in his pedantic tones, “is a full
realization of danger, and yet a willing
ness to face the difficulty or the death
that providence has seen fit to place in
the road.’’
The soldier laughed out of his cyni
cism, and, turning to the third travel
ing companion. he asked pointedly : “Is
that your definition of heroism?"
The man who had not spoken or
taken any part in the conversation
looked up with a quick, sidelong glance
that had something of the hunted ex
pression that one sees in the creature
wounded to the death, in the eyes of
the criminal before the trap is sprung
or i he enemy at bay.
“No.” he said, slowly; "bravery is do
ing something for somebody else with
out thinking of yourself. Providence,
to my way of thinking, doesn’t take a
hand in the game. Now, suppose”—he
shifted in his seat and his regard was
speculative and keen—"whajt would
you do if Jim Ruggles were to come
right into this car and hold the gun to
your head—would you”—he turned to
the man of cloth with a contemptuous
scrutiny—“would you preach a little
Bermon, parson, or dig up your loose
coin?”
The exponent of holy writ flushed an
indignant scarlet, and. ignoring the
questioner, addressed the soldier of the
jovial, bland countenance.
"Have you ever experienced fear—
been conscious of the terror of unseen
things, by the laity called unexplained
phenomena, by the children of faith
the manifestation of spiritual power?”
The scar on the old soldier's cheek
gathered up into the wrinkles of his
smile, and with a wink out of the corner
of his fearless eye. he replied soberly:
“Well, to shame his majesty the devil
by a truthful statement, I must con
fess that I have. I’m an old fighting
man; I’ve seen the blood and battle of
the civil war and the sham blood-let
ting of modern conquests, and no mat
ter where I've been, whether in the
thick of the real thing or when play
ing at arms down with the Cuban nig
ger. there it has always been—the sick
ness at the pit of the stomach, the
grip of the heart and the rise of goose
flesh all over the body. If that’s being
a coward—then I’m one.”
“And you experienced that at the
approach of mere physical danger!”
There was a covert sneer in the
unctuous inquiry, and the divine turned
his glance upon the veteran full of a
lofty pity for such human frailty.
“But you never balked or turned
heel, did you?”
The soldier smiled into the grinning
face opposite. “No.” he answered. “I
always went right on into the very
thickest of it.”
“That’s what 1 call bravery. The
mealy beggar without imagination
never realizes what’s coming and
sticks by the post, and if he gets killed
every one calls him the hero. Now the
man who can keep from running when
he has the feeling of the ball stinging
in his breast, when all of the brute in
him wants to save his own life, when
he realizes the giving > in the wink
of an eye. and when 1 !; nlthy 1 ’ >o !
pounds all through hi Miur.g' 1 < bdy.
when he can face the music of famine
or fire or sword. Ihen don’t tell me that
that man isn’t a hero when he gives
up the game for the sake of some
weaker devil whose life isn’t worth the
blowing out.”
“That’s my idea.” said the soldier,
beaming his satisfaction at such plain
speaking, “it’s the brave man who has
suffered agonized fear and conquered.”
“Don’t you think.” said the clergy
man. stiffly, “that we might close the
window. The sparks from the burn
ing snowsheds are rather disagree
able.”
The three strangers sat for awhile in
silence, and the coach, empty but for
the casual acquaintance, moved over
the hoi rails, and the night grew fit
fully bright with ominous fireflies that
flew out from the consumed sheds
along the way. The heat became in
tense.
The clergyman and the soldier sat in
unspeaking discomfort, but the third
! traveler moved restlessly. At length
he rose and threw up the window.
There was a scorch of burning breeze
laden with particles of charred wood.
Far out into the night be thrust his
; body, steadying himself by the window
! frame as the onrushing train leaped
headlong for the bridge. There was the
sound of hurrying waters and the shrill
call of a whistle. There was a sudden
burnp and wrench, and the three men
came to their feet simultaneously.
“Good God!” breathed the clergyman,
and the soldier blanched under the ugly
red of his scar. The third man rushed
to the platform, followed closely by
the other tw'o. There they were met by
a sheet of flame spreading upward, and
the raucous scream of a departing en
gine.
“The baggage cars have caught fire
and they have uncoupled us.” cried the
stranger as he caught at the n c ltcn
brakes; then in a stifled voice he :
| "The air brakes have collasped. \.'e
can do nothing and the chances are
! that the bridge has given way.”
The clergyman stood on the first step.
■ ready for a plunge. “Man,” cried the
others, “are you insane? You would
be dashed to death at the speed at
which we are going!”
“There is but one chance.”
The soldier and the divine clung de
spairingly to the last hope, and their
eager eyes pierced the darkness for a
sight of the speaker’s face. By a pow
erful thrust they found themselves
back into the coach and heard the slam
of the car door. The interior had be
come a furnace. The insensate mass
| gathered momentum as it slid down
| the incline to the bridge below. The
i men’s faces were drawn into centuries
j of horror at the hideous fate ahead of
| thrm. Nevertheless, the man of God
| sank int6 the nearest seat and covered
his eyes. With true martial instinct he
j had discovered the commander.
The stranger stood w ith his back to
i the door, a smile on his lips.
"We will plunge down into the river.
It is a drop of only 20 feet. The engine
and the baggage cars have passed over
| it. I think, in flames, but at least
| saved from the watery grave.” His
j glance rested upon the shivering frame
| of the seated passenger, and then he
: continued: “We must take our turn in
i getting out of the window before the
1 cars fills, and of swimming to the sur
j face of the river. It is only deep enough
to cover the car. but the current is
swift and strong.”
They took their places at the closed
w indow . * * - There was a horrible
downward rush and a hissing sound.
* * * At the window there was a
r
1
THERE WAS A STRUGGLE.
struggle. The abyssmal brine was up
permost. and Us strife was that of one
i of the wild things that prowl and
| snarl and leap in the jungle.
The stranger's gray ness gave way to
| :■ me inner illumination, and he fell out
o. the ring. He pushed the clergyman
It: ward and said, hoarsely:
ou go first. Save yourself and
ler: . to teach men how to die.” Then
he . ned to the soldier. ‘.‘You deserve
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"But you. man—how about you?”
"Oh. I'm only Jim Ruggles running
away from the law—”
"The stage robber! You don't
mean—”
"Yes. that’s me. I’ve had many a
chanre. You can have this one. Don't
waste a second; the car will fill with
an awful rush. Say. don’t forget—”
• * *
There was the feel of cold waters, and
the lights went out.—San Francisco Bul
letin.
CIGARS KEPT SINCE 1361.
Manufacturers, Unwilling to Pay
Tax on 18,000. Now Dead—Rev
enue Officials Puzzled.
Reading. Pa.—The attention of the
local interna! revenue office has been
called to an unusual case. Reuben
Keinert. a cigar manufacturer, died re
cently in Hereford, this county. Stored
at his home are 18.000 cigars that were
made before the civil war. and the ad
ministrator of his estate is now won
dering what to do w ith them. In addi
tion to the cigars there is sufficient leaf
tobacco to fill a four-horse wagon.
Keinert had the 18,otH> cigars on hand
when the government, needing money
to carry on the war, passe 1 the revenue
law which made it necessary to put sev
eral dollars' worth of stamps on each
1.000 cigars. Mr. Keinert was opposed
to this and declined to buy stamps. As
a result he could not sell his cigars and
for 45 years they have been stored.
About the time that the stamp law
was passed he was offered $2,000 in gold
for the cigars, but he declined to sell,
thinking that as soon as the war was
over the revenue law in regard to the
cigars would be repealed. With each
recurring congress he expected this to
happen, but each time the aged cigar
maker was disappointed.
After nearly half a century he died,
with the revenue law in force and his
18.000 cigars in storage. They are in
excellent condition. Friends of the de
cedent say he was a stubborn man and
would never dispose of anything unless
he secured his price.
Since Mrs. Clarence Mackey became
school commissioner in Roslyn, she
wished to make a birthday present
to one of the children, a little girl.
“I’ll give you a doll,” she said. "Thank
you.” "And what kind of a doll?”
“Twins, please.” Twins it was.
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Photographer
SITLlMUJlt ROCK, :: ARKANSAS
Alt classes and sizes of photo work
done. Views and groups made, any
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work done day or night. Crayon and
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frames. It will pay you to call on me.
S. A. MOORE
ATTORNEY - AT - LAW,
and Notary Public,
Land titles, administration, damage
cases and collections a specialty. Will
pract ice, in all courts of the state.
Office in Post Office Building,
N K W A HK , - A UK ANSA 8.
M. H. OWENS,
I’liysiciiin and Surgeon,
And Dealer in Drugs, Stationery*
Toilet Articles, etc.
Wagness, . . Arkansan.
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