A woman fell asleep, one New Year’s
eve, and dreamed a strange dream.
And when she woke, she told a neigh
bor about it, in some such words as
these:
“I thought I was in a strange coun
try,” she said, “which belonged to us
4 all. There was no king. And I
thought that in that country shoes
were ready-made, not fashioned
clumsily of leathers, as we fashion
them now, and that the flax was all
spun for us, and the flour all ground.
I thought that the very cows were
milked without our aid, and that we
lived in cities with clean pavements
between clean, bright houses, and that
milk and meat and bread and eggs
were brought to our doors, dav after
day. I thought that there was some
thing called gas, that made our cook
ing clean and quick, and things called
cars that carried us safely from place
to place.
“And in my dream w*e were all
taught, taught to read and even to
write, as only the scribes do now, and
that we read books, books about
strange things and wonderful places—
and saw pictures—the greatest in the
w orld !—and that we could hear music
whenever we chose. And there were
wise doctors to keep us well, and to
give us magic sleep in our pain.
“But best of all.” she said, in a low
tone still tinged with the radiance of
her dream, “best of all, was that the
children were safe. There were no
nobles to seize our girls for their own
pleasure, and to send our boys like
cattle into the wars. No man could
kill another, and even women were of
value, and children were beloved. It
seemed to me a world of peace, and
sunshine and safety!”
“You dreamed of heaven!” said the
listener, her incredulous laughter
changed to wistful awe. The other
sighed and shook her head.
“No,” she said sadly, “for in that
country they were all mad!”
“Mad?” came the astonished echo.
“Well, better our hardships than such
a state. Better the village well that
poisons our children and the tax that
holds our men in bondage, and the pes
tilences that sweep us! Better the
dark houses, and the smoking coal
fires, the heats of summer and the
freezing winters, better even the aconv
and terror of bearing, unhelped. But
tell, how were they mad?”
“They do not see the sunshine, they
do not hear the music, and they do
not taste their freedom,” said the
dreamer. “Their thoughts are chained
to little things—the stitches in a skirt,
the chopped nuts that must go into
a dish they cook, the shape of a chair.
They long for idleness—who have
nothing to do! They long for pleas
ure, who live in a world that might be
heaven! They look at this one envi
ously because she can come and go to
another city at will and at that one
enviously because her picture is print
ed in the books they read. They weep
because they must buy flax spun on
their side of the ocean rather than that
which comes to them in ships, and
they weep because the papers they
have pasted on the walls of their
rooms are too green or too blue!”
“Mad—quite mad!” agreed the
neighbor, struck. “Did they live long
ago?”
“No, their time has not yet come,”
the dreamhig woman answered. “They
will not live for another thousand
years. They will spring from us, who
live and work apd die without the
touch of fine linen on our bodies, or
the help of a single hand with the
planting and roasting and spinning and
brewing, the bearing and rearing. We
are their mothers, who will never read
a book or write a letter, or enter a
playhouse. Let us muke them a New
dear’s wish, that their eyes may be
opened and that they may see!”
They knelt down together.—Kath
leen Morris in Pictorial Review.
Resolutions Each Day.
At each New Year tide it is common
to make new resolutions, but in the
true life of the individual each day is
the beginning of a New Year if he will
only make it so.—William George Jor
dan.
STRANGE OCCUPATIONS.
The British Tommy has always
been famous for the brilliance of his
powers of romance, if asked ques
tions he did not want to answer by
people who had no right to know.
The latest illustration is afforded by
a repatriated soldier of a Welsh regi
ment. He had been a prisoner in the
camp of Gutrow, where the German
authorities, with a view to securing
skilled labor, were anxious to learn
the occupation of the prisoners. But
surely never before were there such
callings—a treacle bender, a watch
maker’s striker, a milestone inspec
tor. The Germans gave it up.—
Christian Science Monitor.
THE HUN-HARRIED SEA.
Lord North cliffe told a sea story
at a banquet in New York.
“Thanks to the hun,” he began,
“the sea to all of us is as hateful now
as it was in peace time to the Burn
ley chap.
“A seasick Burnley chap on the
Isle of Man boat was heard to say to
his son:
“ ‘Jimmy, I’ve gotten a stick wi’
a silver knob on’t a’ whoam. Tha
can have it. There’s two or three
quid i’ the bank, an’ that’s for t’
buryinh And, Jimmy, bury me in
t’ Isle of Man. I can’t stand this
trip again, alive or dead.’ ”
EXPLAINED.
“What is the price of white tape ?”
asked the lady.
“Five cents per yard,” said the as
sistant.
“That’s very dear,” said the lady.
“Well, you see,” said the hopeful
assistant, seeing his master’s eyes
upon him, “it’s on account of the
scarcity of tapeworms.”
Wiville
- Mr. Edgar Marsh was a Me
Crory visitor this week.
Cheer up Bryan, cameo rings
will never go out of style.
Mr. Paul Parnell is home from
Little Rock for a few days.
Miss Irene Murray is visiting
relatives in McCrory this week.
Mr. and Mrs. W. J. Robertson
motored to Cotton Plant Monday.
Mr. and Mrs. Cook were guests
of her mother in Howell for din
ner Sunday
Mr. C. C. Campbell is visiting
homefolks at Clarendon this
week.
Mr. and Mrs. E. B. Matkins of
Gregory were guests of home
folks here Monday.
Mr. J. H. Jones and two child
ren are visiting homefolks in
Palestine this week.
Several of our young people at
tended the Xmas tree services at
Howell Monday night.
The people of this town are
glad to learn that Edgar Gillen
water was not seriously hurt
Monday when a shot gun in the
hands of Edgar Johnson was ac
cidently discharged.
Road Overseer George Smith
of Hillemann was a McCrory
visitor during the holidays.
Mr. and Mrs. Aus Lewis of
Little Rock arrived Monday for
a visit to his mother, Mrs. R. A.
Cartwright, and other relatives.
Lieut. Walter B. Huff of the
13th. Machine Gun Battallion,
5th Division, Fort Sam Houston,
Texas, spent Xmas with home
folks here.
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Warning Order
In the Woodruff Chancery Court
for the Northern District, Jan
uary Term, 1918.
Will Campbell, Plaintiff,
vs
Julia Campbell, Defendant.
The defendant Julia Camp
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court within thirty days and
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Plaintiff Will Campbell.
Witness my hand and seal as
Clerk this 4th. day of Dec., 1917.
A. L. Hutchins Atty. for Pltf.
12-7-4t L. W. Winfree, Clerk.
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Baptist Church
Preaching every 2nd and 4th
Sundays at 11:00 a. m. and 7:00
p. m.
Sunday school at 9:45 a. m. and
B. Y. P. U. at 6:00 p. m.
R. P. Bain, Pastor.
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