lift riLTTIG NEWS.
Published Every Saturday at Itutttg, Ark
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Saturday, May 8, 1915.
TOWN OfEICIALS.
Tne following are the duly elected of
ficials of the incorporated town of Hut
tig;
Mayor—C. T. Thompson.
Recorder—W. H. Moore.
Marshal—Thos. Ashcroft.
Aldermen—L. A. Bodine, A. E. Lucas,
J B. Crockett, T B. Weaver and F. W.
Scott.
Board of Education—W. H. Moore, F.
W. Scott, C. T. Thompson, E. N. Collett.
L. Q. Gibson and L. F. Magee.
Two heads are not better than
i one in the same family.
If a woman laughs at her own
troubles she doesn’t mean it.
The easiest way for a girl to
catch a husband is by not trying.
Some people who pretend to te
original are not even good imita
tions. _
Give some people their pick and
they will immediately proceed to
pick flaws.
Why pray to be delivered from
temptation and then go around
looking for it.
Lookout for number one if ycu
don’t want to be called a back
number.
The next best thing to making
light of your troubles is to keep it
in the dark.
How many people do you know
—including yourself—who can re
peat the Ten Commandments?
Of course, your neighbor has his
~ tllifts, buryou should nave enough
Belf-control not to mention them.
It must make a man feel pretty
small to be told he looks as though
he had been drawn through a knot
hole. _
You can find almost anything in
a woman's desk except pens, ink,
paper, envelops, blotters and
stamps. _
16-inch, 50-caliber guns had
been recommended for the new
fortifications at the entrance to
Chesapeake bay even before the
value of these powerful guns was
demonstrated in the reduction cf
the Dardenelles forts. A gun of
this size would fire a projectile
weighing 2,500 pounds and at de
grees of elevation possible it would
have a tremendously long rang. It
is being pointed out to Uncle Sam
that since the European war has
developed such remarkable in
creases in fighting ranges it would
be wise to mount some 16-inch
guns at all of his coast defenses,
particularly the most important
ones.
In using the telephone, some of
us overlook the fact that the invisi
ble young woman whom we ad
dress as "Central” is just such a
young girl as our pretty Edith
whom we watch so proudly as she
goes ofF with Fred and Harry to
play tennis. "Central,” poor dear,
is at the age to enjoy golf and ten
nis fully as much as Edith does,
but the fact that she has no time
for such' pleasures does not vex
her a particle. What does annoy
her is the singular state of mind
which leads the unseen person at
the other end of the wire to treat
her uncivilly, to call her stupid, to
threaten her with complaints to
the management, because she can
not always and instantly make the
desired connection for the party of
the second part. To be rude to
“Central” is the greater breach of
good manners, because she cannot
protect herself from insult.
f SELECTING A MODEL
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• By F. A. U88INO.
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The novelist sat at his desk witt
when his wife suddenly laid her
on his shoulder He looked up aA
“What Is the matter, dear?”
“Oh, It Is my family again. V\
Hans Peter's feelings have beea b
by your last short story."
“His feelings have been hurt?
not quite understand."
“Well, you remember that the a
of the villain in it is Hans Peter."
"And then?"
“That has been enough to hurt
dreadfully.”
“I don't quite understand yet.
Uncle Hans Peter then such a dUg
lng person as the type I describe f
“No, not at all. But recently
wrote another story In which on
the persons was a certain mere!
whom you called Theobald Otar
though you knew that Cousin £
bald—"
“Good Lord, 1 had quite forgo
that you had a cousin Theobald, i
never thought of it when I wrote the
story, but my merchant was a hypo
crite and a swindler and not the least
bit like your cousin.”
“Of course not, but one incident
chains itself to another. You remem
ber the story you wrote about the ille
gitimate child? Agnes thought that
was a slap in her face.”
"Once more I don't follow you.”
“You cannot have forgotten that her
first baby was born eight months after
her wedding."
“Now you must forgive me. dear. I
never for a moment thought of count
ing the months. I took the baby's
birth as a most natural event.”
The novelist's wife kissed him ten
derly.
“You will promise me never to use
ray relatives as models V’
“Models, darling. I never use mod
els. People think so in their own silly
minds. But I promise I shall be very
careful not to hurt the feelings of
either Uncle Hans or Cousin Theobald
ar Sister Agnes. I hope there are no
usurers in your family.”
“No."
"Good. Besides these three, my nov
el tells of a certain paper manufactur
er, who Is a most disgusting hypocrite,
who Is In love with the usurer's beau
tiful daughter and whom the usurer
favors because of his wealth. Then
comes the conflict and the young man
wins.”
The novelist wrote his famous book.
“The Usurer’s Daughter,” which cre
ated such a sensation In the literary
world. The magazine rights were sold
to the “Copenhagen Magazine.”
When he received his check from
the editor of the magazine he present
ed his wife with a diamond ring and
took her tc the Royal theater In the
evening.
Two months later the book came
out, and the next day a distant relative
of the author's wife called to see her.
She received him very coldly, hav
ing always disliked him most cordial
ly, but he did not seem to notice It.
He walked straight up to her and
threw a copy of the Copenhagen Maga
zine on the table In front of her.
”Is your husband In?" he asked.
“No, he is not,” she replied.
"He Is a scoundrel,” he hissed. "In
this story he calls me a usurer. There
Is not the slightest doubt that he
means me. As if I were not entitled
to charge a miserable 2 per cent a
month on the security I get. I don’t
see that it Is any of hts business, and
I hope you will please tell him so.
Good-by.”
While the young couple were at the
breakfast table the bell rang out
sharply. It was the father-in-law of
the novelist, the well-known minister
of a fashionable church, a stout,
smooth-shaven man with gold-rlmmed
spectacles.
“You miserable hound,” he hissed,
and his eyes shot fire.
“What Is the matter?"
The reverend gentleman threw a
cony of the book on the table.
“A gentleman does not us^ models
for the person In his books, you rascal.
You write here that I am a hypocrite
who goes to church In the morning and
spend my evenings with girls of the
streets In private rooms of night res
taurants. You cannot deny It. You
mean me."
The novelist stared at the angry
man, dumfounded.
The minister went on:
"What you write Is true enough,
very true Indeed, but It Is the duty of
a minister of the church to study vice
In order to be able to denounce It from
the pulpit, and that Is what I have
been doing. How could I speak of Im
morality unless I had studied It close
by and gathered experience? But
words fall me to express what I think
of your conduct, sir.”
He rushed out of the room.
In the evening a letter came from
Cousin Theobald, who wrote:
“Tomorrow I shall sue your husb«-»d
for once more making uBe of my nanto
In his novels and insinuating that my
father-in-law is a usurer, when as a
matter of fact, he has never charged
more than 14 per cent interest on the
few loans be has ever made.”
Here the novelist threw up his
hands in despair and vowed that he
would go abroad with his wife ter a
year while writing his next novel.
Gentle Sarcasm.
She—W'ell, perhaps I am Indian 1 te
be hasty In my speech, dear. I (flail
try in future to weigh my wards.
He—Yes, do. and don't five f »o*
generous measures.
By BRADLEY VANDAWORKER. J
ONE MATINEE TICKET
(Copyricht.)
The worthy Mr. Francis Scarlet vgas
one of the city’s most brilliant law
yers. Petite Pa
mella was hie
wife. Both were
fond of a little
Joke.
Mrs. Scarlet had
a mania for clubs.
She was an active
member of sever
al, which she at
tended religiously.
Mr. Francis
Scarlet’s one
source of recrea
tion was comic
opera, for which
he had a weak
ness; particularly opera of a spec
tacular nature requiring a large and
good-looking chorus.
Upon the billboards there appeared
the flaming pictures and large type
announcing the coming Of a much
talked-of musical extravaganza. Pass
ing the box-office Mr. Scarlet was un
able to resist the purchase of a seat
The next morning as he donned
his waistcoat a single thread broke
and a button fell to the floor.
"Great Scott!” he exclaimed. "I
can’t go into court with a button off."
"Perhaps I can fasten it,” smiled
Pamelia.
With a sigh of relief he tore off the
waistcoat, handing it to her as she re
turned with needle and thread. Then
he went to the library to collect some
papers.
After sewing on the button, Mm.
Scarlet gave the waistcoat a shake.
A small envelope containing a mati
nee ticket fluttered to her feet.
Snatching up her scissors she cut
down a postal card to the exact size
of the ticket. Inserting the counter
felt she sealed the envelope.
Precisely at two o’clock Francis
Scarlet, with a flower in his button
hole, entered the theater lobby. Tear
ing open the envelope he drew out the
bogus ticket.
"What in thunder lp this!" he ex
claimed.
For some weeks small articles and
loose coin had disappeared from the
office. Suspicion lay between the
clerks and the janitor.
Having an acquaintance with the
opera house manager he explained the
circumstances, with a view to catch
ing the thief.
"Do you remember the location ol
your seat?” he inquired.
"No. 5; Row 1; Center.”
"Go in and enjoy the show,” sug
gested the manager. “I’ll watch foi
the culprit.”
Shortly a well-dressed lady present
ed ticket No. 5; Row 1; Center.
At a sign from the manager an offi
cer approached.
"Guess you’ll have to come long
with me, lady."
“Sir!”
"You’re under arrest,” he affirmed.
By this time the attention of the
late comers was attracted and a crowd
blocked the entrance.
"Come, hurry her out of here,” com
manded the manager.
“I'm Mr. Scarlet’s wife,” Informed
Pamella.
"You can tell that to the sergeant,"
sneered the policeman.
Before she knew It she was rattling
down the street in the patrol wagon.
At the station-house she failed to con
vince any one of her identity. Dire
threats of vengeance, and pleadings
that would melt a stone made little
impression upon the sergeant. The
most she gained was permission to sit
in his office until Mr. Scarlet ap
peared.
"Hello! Yes, this is the police sta
tion. That you, Mr. Scarlet? We
got her safe enough. Says she is
your wife. What’s that? Wife gone
to a club meeting. Oh, yes, I’ll hold
her till Monday morning. Good-by."
Calling the matron, the sergeant
gave orders to have the prisoner held
for trial.
Back to his seat went Mr. Scarlet
for the final act. By the time he
reached home it was nearly e'ght
o clock. The telephone bell was ring*
ing furiously as he entered the house*
“Hello!”
‘ This is the police-station," an
swered the sergeant. “The lady has
club membership cards with your
wife’s name—”
“Why didn’t she show them in the
Best place?" interrupted Scarlet
“She’s trying to fool you.”
“Says she didn’t think of it,” con
tinued the sergeant. “Of course, she
is lying, but you’d better come down
and see about it."
Securing a cab Scarlet drove to the
station at breakneck pace.
When he entered the sergeant’s of
fice Pamella threw herself into his
arms, exclaiming:
“Francis! how could you do It?
Take me away from here.”
“It’s all a mistake, sergeant. Come,
Pamella.”
Not a word was said till they were
nearly home.
Pamelia's hand stole quietly into
his. Cautiously he gave it a gentle
squeeze.
“Pamella,” said Francis, “did you
take that ticket out of my pocket?”
“Yes,” she timidly replied.
“Well, I guess after this, if you can
spare the time from the clubs, we'd
better attend matinees together.”
“I’m going to resign from every on*
of them,” she replied.
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MONROE, LA.
Specialist on Diseases of Eye, Ear,
Nose and Throat.
Adenoids and Tonsils Removed.
Glasses Correctly Fitted.
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DENTIST
Postoffice Building
jjHUTTIG, ARK. «
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DRS. MAGEE & MAYFIELD
Physicians and Surgeons
At Company Hospital
Office Hours—8 to 12 a. m., I to 6pm
Sundays—9 to 11 a. m., 3 to 5 p. p. m.
Residence Phone 12; office 18
HUTTIG
ARKANSAS
LODGE DIRECTORY,
ROWLAND LODGE No. 5-94 F. &, A.
M.meets every second and fourth Satin
day evenings at 7:30 o'clock. Visiting
Masons always welcome.
C. T. Thompson, W. M.
C. A. Berry. Sec’y.
HOWARD CHAPTER. No. 122. R. A.
M.—meets every first and third Thurs
day evening at Masonic hall. Visiting
companions welcome.
L. F. Magee, H. P.
R. W. Beede, Secy.
HUTTIG CHAPTER No.. *2<0, Order of
the Eastern Star, meets every first and
third Friday evening at 7:30 o'clock.
Visiting brothers and ■sisters welcome.
Mrs. C . A. Berry, W. M.
Mrs. L. G. Gjbs<\n> Sec’y.
HUTTIG L0D 3E No. 348 I. 0. 0. F.
meets every Tuesday evening. Visiting
brethern cord ially invited to attend.
A. P. Holts ford, N. G.
E. L. Ware, Secy.
HUTT'iG REBEKAH LODC.E No, 66,
meets every Monday night at 7 :30 o'clock
Visiters are invited.
Mrs. Dona Holtsfor d, N. G,
Mrs. May Claybaloh. Secy,
SWEET BAY CAMP No. 41 1 W. O. W.
meets every first and third Sat urday evi*
nings. Visitors made welcome .
L. M. DeSpui in, C. C.
J. C. Bridoes, Clerk.
NEILL C. MARSH
Lawyer
Practice in All Courts. Rocms 15 and
16, Postoffice Building
EL DORADO, - ARKANSAS
Warning Order.
In the Mayor’s Court, Town of Huttig.
Union County, Arkansas, April 6, 1915.
Union Saw Mill Co. j
vs.
R. L. Burford )
The defendant. R. L. Burford. is here
by warned to appear in this Court May
1 9th, 1915. and ans wer complaint of the
plaintiff herein.
Given under my hand this 6th day of
April, 1915. J. W. Perritt,
Deputy Sheriff.
RAILROAD TIME TABLE
St. Louis, Iron Mountain & Southern
LITTLE ROCK & MONROE RY.
South North
5:25 a. m . . . Huttig 3:23 p. m
7:55 a. m. Monroe 1:00 p.m
local. *
Leaves Arrives
] 1:55 p. m.Huttig 1 2:15 p. m.
St. Louis, Iron Mountain &, Southern
,'ARMERVILLE * SOUTHERN RY.
North South
4:42 a.m... -. Huttig 3:54 p. m
3:15 a.m. ..Farmerville 5:20 p.m
local, t
10:16 a. m..........—Huttig. 2:25p.m.
tArrives Monday, Wednesday, and Fri
day from Monroe ant* goes to Farmer
ville.
*Arrives Tuesday, Thursday and Satur
day from Farmerville and ^oes to Mon
roe,
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Colored Column
Rev- G. B. Collins of Monroe will
preach the closing sermon of the
Huttig school Sunday. May 16.
Rev. John Smith will preach
here Sunday.
The closing exercises of the
Huttig sthool will be on May 15,
16 and 1 7.
Rev. Walker of Monroe preached
here last Sunday.
The Odd Fellows will have their
mnual sermon preached Sunday
by Rev. Scates.
James Boyd Francis and Miss
Lula May Oliver, daughter of Mr.
ind Will Oliver, were wedded in
Union church Thursday night
April 29, at 9 o’clock. For the oc
casion rainbow colors and lillies
were used to decorate the arches
md green and white for the alter.
The pews were marked by three
irches decorated with white and
green; the wedding music was in
charge Mrs. Henry Steward. Mrs.
E. M. Riley heralded the coming of
the bridal party by singing "Love’s
Dream.’’ The ushers were R. H.
Shepard, Robt. Fairchild. Joe Brad
ford and H. B. Lewis: the grooms
men N. W. Hughes, T. L. Moody,
Isaac Turner and Lonnie Poole.
First to enter was Mrs. Henretta
! Dunn, gowned in lavender satin
carrying white roses, and walked
with Isaac Turner; Mrs. Viola
Bradford, gowned in blue satin and
chiffon, carrying cream roses and
walked with Lonnie Poole; the
maid of honor, Mrs. Robt. Fairchild
gowned in pink satin carrying pink
roses and walked with T. L.Moody;
the matron of honor, the bride's
neice. Mrs. B. B. Davis, wearing a
beautiful grown of white satin and
chiffon, carrying white roses; the
bride was dressed in a handsome
suit of spangle net over satin,
carrying a cluster of brides roses
and lillies of the valley, walking
with her father. At the altar they
were met by the groom. The little
flower girl preceded the bride. The
ceremony was performed by Rev.
Hill of Monroe. A reception was
held at the home of the bride’s
parents following the ceremony.
The out of town guests were Mrr.
A. W. Harper of Graysonia; Mrs.
Belle Francis, Mrs. Eernesteen
Scott, Mrs. Callie Hall and Franklin
Francis of Bastrop, La.; Prof. L. S.
Scroggin and Mrs. Willie Turner
of El Dorado.
Baptist Church.
Huttig Baptist church has services
every 1st and 3rd Sunday morning at 1 1
o'clock. T H Evans, Pastor.
Preaching every third and fourth Sun
day at Smith Chapel.
M F Holley, pastor
Lizzie Brown, secretary
Women's Home Mission meets every
Monday at 1:30 p. m.
J. M. Collins, President
Susie Mayo, Sceretary.
The Baptist Sunday School meets ev
ery Sunday morning at 9:30 o'clock. All
welcome to attend.
J S Jones. Supt.
Tena Harris, Secy.
The B. Y. P. U. meets every Sunday
afternoon at 5:30.
Prof. L. S. Scroggins,Pres.
Miss Lula Oliver, Secy.
Methodist Church.
African Methodist Episcopal church
preaching every 2rd and 4th Sunday in
each month. D. A. Hardon, Pastor.
Tlie A. M. E. Sunday School meets at
i 2:30 each Sunday evening. All welcome
to attend. G M Averette, Supt.
Clint Royston, Secy
JEWEL TABERNACLE. No. 412,
. meets every 1st and 3rd Tuesday.
Augusta Steverson, H. P.
Tena Harris, C. R.
Spanolia Camps No. 261 C. W., W. O.
W. mee every first and third Thursday at
7:30 o’clock. J. C. Ellis, Gov.
S. G. Crayton, F. S.
OBLIGE GALE CIRCLE No. 213
meets every first and third Saturday at
1:30 o'clock. EmmaBarns.Gov.
■ Mary Adkins, Secy.
HOUSEHOLD RUTH, No. 29S0. of
G. U. 0. of 0. F., meets the first and
third Thursday in each month at 1:50
P- m. Laura Simms, M. N. G.
Carrie Averett. W. R.
STATE LINE TEMPLE NO. 337
meets every 2nd and 4th Friday night at
8 o'clock. C. S. Scates, C. M.
W. B. Barnss. C. S.
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