THE HOME NEWS
EDITED IN THE INTEREST OF McCRORY AND WOODRUFF COUNTY
VOLUME 2.
McCRORY, ARKANSAS, FRIDAY, DECEMBER, 15, 1916
NUMBER 20
Senator Vest’s Famous
Eulogy of the Dog
“Gentlemen of the Jury-The
best friend a man has in this
world may turn against him and
become his enemy. The son or
daughter that he reared with lov
ing care may prove ungrateful.
Those who are nearest and dear
est to us, those whom we trust
with our happiness and our good
name, may become traitors to
their faith. The money that a
man has he may lose. It flies
away from him, perhaps, when
he needs it most. A man's rep
utation may be sacrificed in a
moment of ill-considered action.
The people who are prone to fall
on their knees to do us honor
when success is with us may be
the first to throw the stone of
malice when failure settles its
clouds upon our heads. The ab
solutely unselfish friend that man
can have in this selfish world,
the one that never proves un
grateful or treacherous-is his dog.
a man s aog stands Dy mm
in prosperity and poverty, in
health and in sickness. He will
sleep on the cold ground, where
the wintry blasts blow, and the
snow drives fiercely, if only he
may be near his master’s side.
He will kiss the hand that has
no food to offer; he will lick the
wounds and sores that come in
encounter with the roughness of
the world. He guards the sleep
of the pauper master as if he
were a prince. When all other
friends desert he remains.
When riches take wings and
reputation falls to pieces, he is'
as constant to his love as the sun
on its journey through the heav- j
ens. If fortune drives its mas
ter forth an outcast in this world,
friendless and hornless, the faith
ful dog asks no higher privilege
than that of accompanying him,
to guard against danger, to fight
against his enemies.
Arm when the last scene of
all comes, and death takes the
waster in his embrace, and his
b°dy is laid away in the cold
ground, no matter if all other
nends pursue their way, there
by the graveside will the noble
og be found, his head between
ws paws, his eyes sad, but open
o alert watchfulness, faithful
and true, even in death.”
he late United States Senator
eorge G. Vest made this speech
w court in a country town in
issouri many years ago, when
ained at the last moment as
oiinsel for a man suing for dam
ages for the death of a dog. The!
ln iff alleged the defendant
WE ARE PREPARED
To Supply Your
Wants for Gift
Goods.
We now have on display
the best assortment of
jewelry ever in McCrory
and we want a chance
to supply you with your
Xmas Gifts.
We hope to have you
visit us.
W. D. HINSON
Jeweler
McCrory .\ Ark.
shot the dog in malice, while the
defendant denied he shot the
dog. The jury returned a ver
dict for the dog owner for five
hundred dollars, which was three
hundred dollars more than sued
for. __
Woodman Circle Elects
At the first meeting in Decem
ber of Grove No. 65, the follow
ing officers were elected for the
year 1917: Gaurdian, Mrs. E.
T. Wherry, re-elected; Advisor,
Mrs. W. T. McCain; Banker,
Mrs. T. C. Bull; Clerk, H. W.
Jernigan; Chaplain, Mrs. J. F.
Morgan; Attendant, Mrs. T. J.
Fakes; Inner Sentinel, Mrs. W.
B. Kyle; Outer Sentinel, Mrs.
Milton Huff.
Five new members received
and four to follow, and five offi
cers to be elected.
There will be a call uieeting as
soon as the certificates of new
members are received.
D. E. Cummins of Presscott,
arrived Friday for a visit to his
daughter, Mrs. J. R. Piercey.
Born: Monday, Dec. 11,1916,
to Mr. and Mrs. R. M. Johnson,
a boy.
Help the Carriers.
Patrons on a rural route
should remember that it is im
posing very much upon the mail
carrier to ask him to stamp let
ters. You should provide your
self with a supply of stamps and
place them on your letters before
mailing. Remember you may
be only one of probably 50 others
and if you were the only person
asking such favors, the carrier
would not mind doing the accom
modation, but it is very disagree
able when there are no doubt 49
others asking the sam9 favor of
him. Of course, he will tell you
that he does not mind doing
these little favors for you, but
just place yourself in his stead
and you will no doubt at once
want to make his work lighter
by affixing the stamp yourself
instead of dropping a couple of
pennies in the box which neces
sitates his having to remove his
glove and causing unnecessary
delay.
Mrs. S. E. Lewis of Cherry
Valley arrived Thursday to spend
the holidays with her daughter,
Mrs. S. E. Fountain.
High School Notes.
Is your boy in school?
Those who voted for Amend
ment No. 12 think as much of
their children as they do their
money—and then some.
Here’s the human cycle to a
great extent: As is the teacher
so is the school; as is the school
so is the parent; as is the parent
so is the teacher—all cogs one of
another. Are you a broken cog?
Lost: Somewhere between
the age of ten and twenty years
one golden opportunity to pre
pare for LIFE, set with diamond
hopes of success and prosperity.
No reward is offered, for it is
gone forever.
The world is calling for your
boy and girl through the medi
um of the SCHOOL. Have you
succeded without much educa
tion? Well, they may not. Have
you failed. Then don’t, oh,
don’t, drag them dawn with
you!
If your boy plays truant there s
something the matter either with
him or the school. If it’s with
him, suppose you change your
attitude and win his confidence.
Maybe, he isn't getting a square
deal. Maybe you, like so many
parents, expect him to be a man
and act like a man. Maybe you
are not providing anything for
his amusement at home. Wouldn’t
you like for him to belong to a
wide-awake Boy Scout organiza
tion? If the matter lies with
the school, then help remove the
deficiency. Why not help pro
vide playground apparatus for
him? You remember your own
school days. Possibly the school
you attended didn’t run *nine
months in the year, and besides
this you may have had nearby
trees to climb, and grapevine
swings galore; or a brook to dam
up and boats to sail; or a cliff in
which to dig and fashion prehis
toric homes; or a sand bank in
which to delve and build imagi
nary castles; or a woodland in
which you and your comrades
chased the imiginary wild and
ferocious beasts or became
savage tribes upon the warpath;
or the “ole swimmin’ hole” in
which you cavorted many and
many a day. What’s your boy
doing for these things? He needs
the same diverson you did, but
HE’S penned up on four sides
by a wooden fence and iron rules,
longing, yes, yearning for the
natural legacy due him as a boy.
And this penned-in playground
of his is almost as barren and
unsightly as the Sahara. Would
you contribute anything to aid
in supplying these playground
necessities?