THE HliTTIG NEWS.
Published Every Saturday at tluttlo, Ark
C. A. BERRY, Editor and Proprietor
Entered as second class matter May 3, 1907 at
the postoffice at Huttig Ark., under the act of Con
gress of March 3. 1879.
Subscription Price. $1.00 per year in advance
Otherwise $1.50 per year.
Advertising rates will be Furnished on Application.
Saturday, October 6, 1917.
TOWN OMICIAIS.
Tne following are the duly elected of
ficials of the incorporated town of Hut
tig:
Mayor—C. T. Thompson.
Recorder—W. H. Moore.
Marshal—W. T. Terrell.
Aldermen—L. M, Despain, A. E. Lucas,
J. B. Crockett, T. B. Weaver and F. W.
Scott.
Board of Education—W. H. Moore, F.
W. Scott, C. A. Berry, J.C.Bridges, J. H.
Sehon and C. R. Duncan.
Any man can drink like a fish,
but only a few can stand up under
it as well.
Some men are like a bass drum:
they are good for nothing but to
make a big. noise.
Every man tells the truth once
in a while, but to some of them it
is an awful shock.
Love your neighcor as yourself,
and then you won’t have to lie
about him when he is dead.
Among the rich it is incompati
bility of temper, but with us human
beings it is just a plain family jar.
Mankind is prone to regard a
good memory as a possession be
yond price. This it certainly is
within limitations. Yet there are
conditions under which a short
memory would be much more val
uable. We would benefit by for
getting the ‘ptetty slights and in
sults;" by* ceasing to envy those
more fortunate} b'y wiping from our
rr.ind all traces of bitterness over
w rongs and injustice. Such a fac
ulty for forgetting would leave in
th 3 human heart memories the
-.a: tithesis of these, that would
bless and sweeten our lives and
the lives of those about us.
WHAT IS PATRIOTISM?
1 While all of us think we know
something about patriotism there
are few who can make much of a
su mess in telling what it is. Here’s
a definition which appeared recent
ly in Collier’s and is accredited to
Mrs. J. Ellen Foster of Washing
ton. D. G.:
Patriotism is such a loving
s .use of the unity and the vitality
of the national life as will lead one
| g!a lly to obey the law. to guard its
, • dig lity, to aid in its enforcement,
t to exerci.se a noble self-restraint,
.. to cultivate civic virtues and polit
ical wisdom, to sacrifice, to suffer,
and, if need be, to die for the coun
try.'’
1 his is the clearest and best
statement that we have seen.
1 .sibly some reader can produce
a butter definition of patriotism.
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We print ladies' calling °
R. E. Nash transacted business
at El Dorado last Saturday.
G. S. Prestridge of Shreveport
was here several this week on bus
iness. _
Duboyce, the little son of Mr.
and Mrs. T. K. Billberry. is on the
sick list.
G. C. Barnett of Sparkman was
here the first of the week visiting
his family.
For Sale - Barred Plymouth
Rock chichens. Dr. J. M. Perrine,
Felsenthal, Ark.
Mrs. W. J. Gulledge and children
arrived home Monday from a visit
with relatives near Strong.
Grady Everett, bookkeeper at
the First National bank, spent Sun
day with home folks at Marion.
Mrs. W. H. Jeffus is home from
Eunice, La., where she went on ac
count of the illness of her mother.
Mrs. C. Howard arrived home
last Saturday from Denver, Colo.,
where she spent the summer, much
improved in health.
Miss Blanche Parnell of El Do
rado has accepted a position as
stenographer in the office of the
Union Saw Mill Co.
Mrs. W. E. Chadwick left the
first of the week for a two weeks
visit with relatives at Texarkana
and Bokhoma, Okla.
We will buy Mutton, Pork and
all kinds of Cattle, Hides, Furs,
Beeswax, etc.
Union Saw Mill. Co. Meat Market.
E. H. Thompson has resigned
his position as salesman in the
Union Saw Mill Co., store to ac
cept a similar one with Pfeifer
Bros, of Little Rock and will move
to the capitol city next week.
Word has been received by Mrs.
G. C, Barnett that her brother, Asa
Ponder, who formerly lived but is
now cashier of a bank at Broken
Bow, Okla., is suffering from an at
tack of typhoid fever.
Hon. Hamp Williams, U. S. Food
Administrator for Arkansas, is in
sisting upon the obserance of
Wheatless Mondays and Meatless
Fridays. It will help conserve the
food supplies. People eat too
much, anyway.
J. D. Sims arrived in Huttig last
Saturday from Clenton, Miss.,
where he was working and Monday
morning took charge of the planing
mill as foreman. J. C. Benson,
formerly foreman of the planing
mill, became superintendent of
manufacture to succeed A. G. Fish,
resigned.
The Woman's Suffrage organiza
tions of the state are preparing to
secure the adoption of a clause in
the proposed new constitution, giv
ing full suffrage to the women of
the state. The legislature of 1917
passed an act permitting the worn
I en to vote in the primary election,
land when the Constitutional Con
vention meets, as provided by the
law, the suffragists will urge that
I the women be given equal rights
j with the mei>.
No. 666
This it a prescription prepared especially
for MALARIA or CHILLS &. FEVER, i
Five or six doses will break any case, and
if taken then as a tonic the Fever will not
return. It acts on the liver better than
Calomel and does not gripe or sicken. 25c i
L. M. Cartall arrived here Friday
to again accept the position as
cashier for the Union Saw Mill Co.
Mrs. Cartall, who is visiting her
parents at Pulaski. Tenn., will re
turn about the middle of the month.
lost —17-Jewel Rockford Indi
cator, open-face, 16 size gold
watch with chain attached and
locket with Masonic emblem. Re
ward of $10.00 will be paid for re
turn to E. B. Terry, clerk at the
depot.
A list of children who have not
entered school as required by the
new compulsory school law- has
been turned oyer to truant officer,
W. T. Terrell, and the law requires
that the child be started to school
within five days after he notifies
parents or they are subject to
prosecution and a fine.
The State Council of Defense is
calling upon the people of Arkan
sas to demand and eat unpolished
rice. Food experts assert that the
polishining process removes the
most nutritive portion of the grain
The unpolished rice is just as pal
atable and far more valuable as a
food.
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Methodist Church Services.
The following services will be
held at Union church Sunday: Sun
day school at 10:00 a. m. Preach
ing at 1 1 a. m. and 8:00 p. m. by
the pastor. Junior League at 3:00
p. m. Epworth League at 6:30 p.
m. A cordial invitation is extend
ed to all to attend these services.
Rev. A. Turrentine, Pastor.
\ Dishes From the Indians.
The early American colonists adopt
ed certain dishes from the Indians,
among them samp, which is coming
into popularity once again today. Roger
Williams is credited with having de
scribed this as “Indian corn beaten and
bolted and eaten hot or cold with milk
or butter.” “Hominy” was the term
itpplied to maize boiled with alkali,
which removed the outer skin of tlie
grain, leaving the Inner part soft and
good to eat. “Hoe cake,” popular with
the negroes? pf the South, is said to
have been adopted from the Indians
who once inhabited tjjat section of (ho
United States.
Not Qualified.
“See here, you little ruffian, I’ll teach
you to throw stones at my chickens,”
shouted the angry matron to the boy
next door.
“Well, if you want to teach rue the
same method you use when you throw
them at my eat I’ll go elsewhere for
instruction,” snickered the little ruf
fian, whose father was a college pro
fessor.
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Let I
and Found i
By VICTOR REDCLIFFE
(Copyright. 1916. by W. G. Chapman.)
It was his first ambitious venture in
literature, and Adrian Moore had be
gun the reading of his little screed
with tear and trembling. Then, as he
got into the soul of his subject, he for
got self and was alwost brilliant in
his delivery.
All his former trepidation returned,
however, as he came back to the harsh
realities with the last sentence en
nunciated. It was a little skit of
pathos, romance and description, the
result of a two-weeks’ vacation in "the
cider country,” downstate, just as an
tique and crude in the present as half
a century before.
He faced his critics now—they were
five. The "Chosen Six" comprised a
club of newspaper writers who met
and ate—and drank moderately—once
a week in the rear room of a Greek
restaurant. There, when they got
warmed up, more than one of the
group forgot stern unpractical routine
stuff and for 4he first time a poem, a
scenario, a magazine effort would see
the light.
"It's just a dash-off,” observed
Moore almost apologetically as he sat
down, and blunt Jerry Gowan, who
wrote leaded editorials, in his usual
unaympatlffetic way made the com
ment:
“Forget it.”
Clyde Winston, who was allowed to
act as critic of second-rate books, sim
ply yawned. There was Dan Cheever.
"Great!” he declared, slapping
Moore on the shoulder in his inevi
table way. “Lengthen her out and
give her a. spin with the magazines."
"You’ve acquired some style,” ob
served Jack Whistler. "It’s refresh
“It’s—Just a Dash-Off.”
lng, and tastes—fine local color, and
all that—but more like a soda than a
good bracing snifter.”
All this was of no moment to Moore.
Ho glanced anxiously at Rorke Vivian.
He was the oldest of the party. He
had done Loudon, Paris, New York in
a journalistic way, had written three
books, spoke little, and then to a pur
pose. He sat now. his finely chiseled
face half hidden by his hand, and said
—nothing!
There was where the whip scourged,
there lay the bitter sting for Moore!
One word or look of approbation from
Vivian would have been more to the
aspiring young writer than all the
others might put in volumes.
‘‘Guess last night’s extra has used
me up,” spoke Vivian at length, aris
ing with a yawn. Then his lips set
close, as though all this were a mask
to conceal some unusual emotion. He
rather evaded Moore, the latter
thought. When Vivian was gone the
group broke up. Moore was glad of it.
His soul was bruised. He wished to
be alone, to think.
‘‘It fell flat,” he soliloquized as he
reached the outer air. ‘‘I won’t try
again.”
He thrust the manuscript into an in
side coat pocket with a savage punch
of his fist Then he braced for a long
walk. He was emptying out of his
mind all the grand plans he had for a
story, if his colleagues had given him
the least encouragement—especially
Vivian.
A favorite stroll of his was along
the city edge, -where a broken stretch
had been developed into striking pic
turesqueness, and a number of fine
residences had exclusive location. At
one spot a pretty rustic bridge
spanned a gully with a w-ayward
stream trickling through. He paused
there, leaning »n the railing of the
bridge.
The surroundings were magically
entrancing in the clear white moon
light, and conducive to quiet thought,
but Moore brooded. Something had
gone out of hi* life. The first child
of his brain had been ruthlessly ban
ished.
‘‘It's the humdrum dog trot and the
bread and butter after this,” he ut
tered, almost bitterly. "Good-by!”
He jerked the roll of manuscript
from his pocket in a resolute way and
gave it a vehement fling far as he
could beyond the bridge. A breeze
was blowing, and the leaves separated.
He watched them moodily skither
here and there and finally settle down
along the edge of the ravine. Then
he turned his back upon it all.
‘Forget it!” that was the admoni
tion of practical Jerry Gowan. Yes,
he would do that. The thing was done
with, but there was an aching void
at heart, not so much of disappoint
ment as because the memory of the
incidents he had grouped to form the
screed were still cherished as lovely
bits of naturalness and suggestion
that he would have loved to exploit.
His rest was broken that night, and
he overslept the next morning. Just
as he arrived at his accustomed res
taurant he found Rourke Vivian. The
latter sat drumming his fingers on
the table before him, as though he
had been there for some time.
‘‘Wanted to see you, Moore,” with
a casual manner obviously affected.
“You stirred me—some.” He laughed
mirthlessly. “That screed of yours—
1 couldn't get it out of my mind all
night.”
“It didn’t seem to impress you much
wrhen I read it!” observed Moore, quite
spicily.
“I’m not given to wearing my heart
on my sleeve, as you ought to know,”
retorted Vivian gravely. "It hit me
hard. You know I came from ‘the
cider country,’ and you’ve caught its
spirit famously. Bring me those
pages, will you? I can do something
with thorn as a starter. In fact, you
want to go on with them.”
“You are in earnest?” challenged
Moore, forgetting breakfast.
“Very mucb so.”
‘Til try to see you some time this
afternoon,” spoke Moore flutteringly,
and bolted.
There was but one thought in his
mind—to recover the abandoned man
uscript. With eagerness and rapid
ity he reached the spot where he had
scattered the leaves in desperation.
He climbed down into the ravine. He
searched in vain. Moore could not
find a trace of the sheets. He climbed
up an incline, the top of which was
lined by a hedge, to rest and Ifefcik.
He had kept no copy of the screed
nor had he preserved the original
notes. Could he reproduce it? Not
in its original freshness, he discon
solately decided. He fell into a
■dreamy maze.
What was that? Quite dozing,
Moore started up. From the other
side of the hedge a sweet, mellow
voice was reading. He could scarce
credit the evidence of his senses—the
last sentences of his screed!
Moore peered through the hedge.
An old gentleman and a lovely young
girl occupied rustic chairs, and the
girl held in her hands the lost sheets
of his manuscript.
The old man was wiping his eyes.
His voice was full of emotion as he
spoke.
• it. >11 A It
is exquisite!” and the girl did bo.
Moore thrilled to listen to that voice
retraversing his poor composition.
**It is like a sweet breath from the
past!” murmured the old man. "Who
could have written it? How came it
here?”
“It is like a letter from home, isn't
it, dear?” smiled the girl. “I found
two of the leaves littering the ravine
walk; read them, was interested and
gathered up the rest. Why, grandpa,
whoever wrote it must have lived in
and loved the dear old cider country!”
“It has taken me back to the old
homo!” sighed the old man. "I wish
I knew the writer.”
Adrian Mocre disclosed himself. He
could not resist the lmpuso. Oh, what
was the vague, casual opinion of his
casual newspaper friends to the heart
felt appreciation of these new ac
quaintances!
Before he left these latter, the
wealthy old man had his promise that
he would at once go on with the story
of the cherished “cider country."
Vivian listened to the exploits of
Moore with an indulgent smile.
“Found a patron and an heiress,
eh?" he observed. "Well, accept the
gifts of the gods gratefully.”
Which Adrian Moore did—with fame
and the pure, sweet love of Angela
Marston concurrent.
Twelve Men With a Story.
A raft from the Hampshire lived
through the boiling seas that swamped
her boats and bore 12 battered men to
land. When the admiralty unseals
their lips what a tale they will have
to tell!
The world waits to hear how h - Ul
mer died. In Germany the man who
Is called “ruthless” and “the scourge
of the Boers,” but for all that “a
man in the largest sense,” is claimed
as a victim. In the words of the Kreuz
zeitung, “at the hands of our navy.”
Is it true? Did the British navy per
mit Greut Britain’s greatest war lead
er to be pickl'd off by a submarine for
lack of destroyer watchdogs, near the
very fold of the dreadnought fleet? Or
is it true, as has been supposed, that
(lie cruiser was sunk by a British mine
broken loose or a German mine sown
broadcast in the sea and floating aim
lessly to a shining mark?
Some of these 12 men may have been
on deck, where the path of an ap
proaching torpedo might be described.
They may be able to end suspense, to
establish the probable if not the cer
tain cause of the disaster. When their
silence is broken they will not lack
an audience,—New York World.
Change Is Needed.
Don’t be content to live in a room
which has the same appearance year in
and year out. A change of articles, cov
erings, draperies will have a wonderful
effect on the room ns well as yourself.
Very Much Restricted.
Knicker—“Is Jones on a restricted
diet ?" Bocker—“Terribly; he is con
fined to what he can afford and his
wile can cook ’’—Judge.
Colored Column
Naomi Reddix, assistant teacher
in the Huttig school, arrived from
Monroe Monday.
Prof. P. A. Cook spent Saturday
and Sunday with T. S. Waters at
Lapile.
Mattie Smith left for Shreveport
Tuesday.
Rev. E. Muse passed through
here Sunday going to Farmerville
to preach the K. cf P. Memorial
sermon.
Rev. John Smith, Emma Barnes
and C. S. Scates attended the as
sociation at Wesson.
Lillie Polite left for her home at
Monroe Sunday.
Charlie Brown, brother of Amos
Brown, was brought here from
Deering, Mo., Wednesday very
sick.
Rev, H. G. Giyens arrived Wed
nesday with his little daughter who
entered school.
Mose Hudson received notice to
report at Little Rock and he left
Wednesday.
The mock Sunday school con
vention last Sunday was a success.
Collection $23.75.
Methodist Church.
African Methodist Episcopal church
preaching every 4th Sunday.
Rev. Robt. Lillie, Pastor
E. W. Stewart, Clerk
The A. M. E. Sunday School meets a
2:50 each Sunday evening. All welcome
to attend. G M Averette, Supt.
Sadie Pierce, Secy.
C, M, E, church, preaching every 3rd
Sunday at 1 1 a m and 7:30 p m, Pray
er meeting every Tuesday night, Sun
day school at 9:30 a m every 3rd Sun
day, Rev, S, Coleman, P C,
Beatrice Colemam, R H Sheppard
Secretary Supt,
Baptist Church.
Huttig Baptist church has services
every 1st and 3rd Sunday morning at 1 1
o’clock. J S Smith, Pastor.
The Baptist Sunday School meets ev
ery Sunday morning at 9:30 o’clock. All
welcome to attend.
H B Lewis, Supt.
Sallie High, Secy.
The B. Y. P. U. meets every Sunday
afternoon at 5:30.
Sallis High, Secy.
H B Lewis, Pres.
Smith s Chapel Baptist church has
services every 3rd Sunday at 11a. m.,
and 7 p. m. W. M. Rodgers, Pastor.
Smith s Chapel B. Y. P. U. meets ev
ery Sunday afternoon at 5:30.
Hanah Ellis, Pres.
Smith Chapel Sunday school meets
every Sunday morning at 9:45.
E. H. Holly, Supt.
Lodge Directory.
GOOD LUCK LODGE No. 259 F. &
A. M. meets Second and Fourth Tuesday
night. All visitors welcome.
W. M. McCormick, W. M.
J. E. Bradford, Sec.
LEBANON, Chapter No. 41, R. A. M.
meets every 2nd and 4th Thursday night
at 7:30. Emmett Holly, H. P,
H B Lewis, Secy.
ELECTRIC LIGHT COURT OF CA
LANTHE, No. 70, meets first and third
Wednesday in each month at 1:45 p. m.
Carrie Averett, W. C.
Mary H'udson. R. D.
EAST LAKE LODGE No. 6362 G.
U. O. of 0. F. meets First and Third
Thursday in each month.
H. B. Lewis, N. G.
T L Moody, P. S.
BLUE LIGHT LODGE No 163 K. ofP.
meets First and Third Tuesday in each
month. R N Sheppard,C. C.
M Hudson, K. of R. S.
Roosevelt Chapter, No. 188, Order of
the Eastern Star, meets every second
and fourth Tuesday in each month.
Mrs. C. Williams, W. M.
Idabell Driver, Secy.
HOUSEHOLD RUTH, No. 2990, of '
G. U. O. of O. F., meets the first and
third Thursday in each month at 1:50
P m. Emma Barnes, M. N. G.
Carrie Averett. W. R.
R. A. WILLIAMS, No. 324, R. C. of F.
meets every first and third Monday night
at 7:25. W, A. High, President.
Rosie Fuller, Secretary.
JEWEL TABERNACLE, No. 416,
meets every 1st and 3rd Tuesday.
, , „ Mary Moody,H. P.
Lula Glenn, C. R.
Just Eetween Themselves.
Maude Elizabeth, not quite three
years old, had been told by her grand
pa that he would give her a Shetland
pony If she would be his girl. After
she went home she was In the barn
with her daddy, who was milking the
cows, when she said to hlrn, “Daddy, I
am yours and mother’s girl, too, but
we will keep it a secret,”