THE BEST
COUNTY
IN THE STATE
VOL. I
McCRORY, ARKANSAS, SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 16, 1901
NO. 32.
“OUR LOSS WILL BE
YOUR GAIN”
We beg to announce to our CUSTOMERS and FRIENDS
and the PUBLIC generally, owing to the recent epidemic
in our town, the greater part of our trade was scared away
LEAVING US OVERSTOCKED in every department. Our
STOCK must be reduced. With that end in view, we will
make very low prices on all OUR FALL and WINTER
STOCK of General Merchandise.
Hailey & Atkinson.
McCRORY, Arkansas.
POST-DISPATCH PAIR MARKETS.
The Post-Dispatch refuses to
print markets furnished by the
a City Commission Dealers Com
I bine. The Post-Dispatch mark
1 ets are reliable.
I THE HALF-HEARTED MAN
BECOMES A DRIFTER
The world is full of people
who bemoan their bad luck and
are constantly pitying themselves
because fate is against them, be
cause they cannot succeed as
other people do. The real cause
of their failure is lack of heart.
They do not throw vtaeir whom
If souls into their work. They on
ly touch their employment with
the tips of their fingers. They
do not fling their whole life into
their vocations. They are half
hearted, and lack energy, push,
perseverance; they have no am
bition-fires to melt the obstacles
in their pathways, to weld togeth
er, into one continuous chain,
the links of their efforts.
Futile endeavor, half-hearted
effort, neveraccomplish anything.
It takes the fire of determination,
euergy, push, aud good judgment
to accomplish that which counts,
or life will be a failure, It is the
enthusiastic man, with fire in his
blood and ginger in his brain,
who makes things move, and
pushes to the front.
We see the half-hearted float
ing aimlessly with every current.
They have lost their grip, and
are pushed aside by the more vig
orous and determined; they loose
heart and cease struggling, and
then they become drifters, and
are tossed about on the sea of
life.—Success.
THE HOME IDEAL IS THE
IMPORTANT THING.
The location of the home is not
the important thing to consider
in establishing one; it is the
home ideal. American homes
are of a thousand varieties, from 1
the simplicity of the poorest, to
the luxury of the grandest; they
are detached and independent in
the country, standing one by one
amid fields and gardens, or they
are cells in a crowded hive in
city blocks and apartment hous
es. The home itself may be in
one room, it may be in a hut or a
houseboat, or in a dugout; or,
equally, it may be in a great
avenue mansion or a stately pal
ace, where, for generations, men
and women have been in the en
joyment of ease and culture.
The home ideal is everywhere
the same. Home means people
of kindred blood, congenial dis
position, and common endeavors,
gathered around one table and
under one roof. A boarding
house or an inn can never carry
the true home idea, since it
stands for the convenience of the
crowd, and not for the upbuild
ing of the family. Striking its
notes deep down into primitive
soil, the family signifies the per
manence of the race, and always,
for its perfect background, the
family needs the home. A true
home is earth’s best gift.
—Margaret E. Sangster.
NANCE—ANDEKSON.
The wedding bells have once
more pealed their anthems pf joy
and another page of history has
beer, written.
On Nov., 10th, at the residence
of the bride’s father, W. N.
Nance of Eight Mile and Mattie
Anderson were united in holy
wedlock. W. W. Best J. P. per
formed the ceremony with his
usual style of grace and dignity.
The groom is a merchant and
farmer and is said to be an in
dustrious gentleman worthy of
the love of any lady. The bride
is one of the most ladylike and
most modest young lassies of
our neighborhood.
After the ceremony, the
guests were invited to a sumpt
uous dinner; to which all did am
pie justice, especially Walter
Beede and W. W. Best. Mrs.
Anderson certainly knows how
to satisfy a hungry crowd, as
her well filled tables testified.
Some of the boys looked quite
sad and forlorn. Notably, Ed
gar Pritchett and Lonny Best.
Fred Hartin said he didn’t care
as he was going to Texas and
Mattie would not go with him.
Among the invited guests
were: W. W. Beede and wife of
Jackson county, Alex Simpson
of Cotton Plant, Mrs. Lizzie Huff
and family, A. C. Prichett, Mrs.
Cora Redding, A. J. Spradling,
Jeff Bronte and wife, Tom Ar
nold and his sister Ethel, Henry
Chappel, W. W. Best and family.
At 3 p. m., Mr. and Mrs.
Nance left for their future home
in Jackson county.
The News extends congratula
tions to the happy couple and
wishes their life may be as full
of sunshine and joy as the old
ocean is of water.
MCCRORY NUT HUNTERS.
The following company of
young men went out to gather
nuts: Messrs. Jurd McCrory,
W. E. Wilder, Galen Patterson,
John Atkinson, Rufe Comer,
Clay Gray and John Dixon (col.)
The objective point was Gre
gory’s landing and of course
they arrived there safely. Mr.
Wilder informed us that pecans
were plentiful, but hickory nuts
were scarce.
One of the most serious acci
dents during this whole trip was
that James E. got badly lost. He
began to show signs of reckless
ness fx-om the very word go and
by the time he arrived at the
destination of their journey, he
felt himself so jubilant that there
were no bounds to his frivolity.
The boys took after him one time
with ropes and began to tie him
hand and foot, but he would blow
his cork-head off in spite of all
restrictions. Mr. Galen Patter
son exerted himself so desperat
ly in trying to control the Hon.
James E.-that he fell in
the river perfectly exhausted. If
it had not been for some of the
less exhausted crew, he might
have drowned. While this tussle
with Rev. James E. was going
on, one of the mules became
alarmed and thought a tragedy
was being enacted of which he
was not desirious of being an
eye-witness for fear of being
called into court to testify. He
thei’eupon began to try the
strength and elasticity of the
rope with which he was bound.
He soon found it was either
break a rope and fiee or testify.
He chose the former; broke the
rope and left. We have not heard
from this intelligent mule since.
And by the way, Uncle Bill, you
had better give your hen some
extra lessons or some of the
mules will step ahead in this
progressive age. But now back
to the nut hunters. James E.
was very well fatigued and worn
out by this time and the merry
nut hunters although they en
joyed themselves immensely, yet
they were ready to return home!
without a very great supply of
nuts. They placed all their be
longings m the wagons and as one
mule was gone, they were com'
pelled to fasten one wagon be
hind the other.
These nut hunters did make a
picture long to be remembered,
as they drove in town. The
boys all sitting in the front wag
on as quietly as you please while
behind them sitting on a spring
seat in a wagon to himself sat
John Dixon. He had a double
barrel shot-gun in his hands and
from all appearances, he had all
the boys in the first wagon well
under his thumb. If we had a
picture of this street parade, we
would be ready to retire from
active life and enjoy the rest we
have earned.
THE FISHERMEN AND HUNTERS
OF LAST WEEK CONTIUED.
The readers of the News will
remember that Dr. Fakes and Col.
A. J. Marsh were hid in the bush
es watching the maneuvers of
our star yarner while he remain
ed perched upon his chosen log;
which to him was becoming a
“Betenoir.” Mr. Will Dilliard
was still out shooting birds. Mr.
Phillips who is usually a good
man, began to think humanity
had forsaken him and knowing
there was a God upon whom one
could call in time of trouble, he
knelt down in prayer on that log
surrounded by water. Those
who heard this prayer, say it
was the grandest supplication
they had ever heard fall from
the lips of mortal man.
Will Dilliard happened near
this lake in his search for birds
and hearing an unsual noise, he
drew cautiously nearer. Will
soon found to his utter astonish
ment, that Mr. Phillips was
pouring out his soul to be saved
from that surrounded log. Will
said our star reminded him of
“Jupiter tonans” and thinking
Mr. Phillips might soon go into
hysterics, he called Mr. Phillips
and told him to be quiet, he
wrould get a skiff and come after
him. When Mr. Phillips heard
a human voice once more he
seemed as happy as Robinson
Crusoe was when he found Fri
day. Mr. Dilliard finally landed
John safely on dry-land and took
him to camps.
Of course Dr. Fakes and Col.
Marsh were cooking supper like
two good fellows. They knew
nothing about this occurrance,
so they said. After eating a
hearty supper, John slipped out
and whispered to Will Dilliard
not to say anything about this
matter, as no one seemed, to
know it, but Will. He readily
promised to keep mum on this
subject. After the dishes were
washed and camp set in order,
the “big four” No. two took their
seats about the camp-fire and be
gan to tell their yarns again.
Oar star was rather slow about
turning loose, but soon took
heart and began to spin them by
the mile. In one of these yarns,
(continued on last page.)
To The Public.
Allow me to say a few words
in praise of Chamberlain’s Cough
Remedy. I had a very severe
cough and cold and feared I
would get pneumonia; but after
taking the second dose of this
medicine I felt better, three bot
tles of it cured my cold and the
pains in my chest disappeared
entirely. I am most respectful
ly yours for health, Ralph S..
Meyers, 64—Thirty-seventh St.,
Wheeling, W. Va. For Sale by
Dr. J. B. Neal of McCrory and
A. S. Thompson of DeView.
We sell all kinds of
FURNITURE, STOVES,
FLOOR OIL CLOTH, MATTING,
TRUNKS, CUTLERY,
COTS, DOORS,
TINWARE, SHELF HARDWARE,
WINDOW'SHADES, CURTAIN POLES,
CHAIR BOTTOMS, WOVEN WIRE,
WINDOWS, WINDOW GLASS,
EASELS, MATTRESSES, SPINGS, SEWING MACHINES,
We have the best sewing machines on the market. Call and
•ee me and I will try to interest you.
E. L. HAMILTON.
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Rich man,
Poor man,
Beggar man,
Thief—
Never mind,
but remember
’T1S BUS1
NESS WE WANT.
H. T. RANEY,
THE UP-TO-DATE
Undertaker, jf
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For Fine Wines, Liquors, Cigars
Tobacco, etc.,
-GOTO
VACCARO& WILDER,
We handle the James E. Pepper, Richland liquors, and our
Jessie Moore and North Carolina Corn, both favorite $3.00 a gallon
can’t be beat.
flcCrory, - Arkansas
TO THE COTTON GROWERS:
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We are ginning and wrapping Cotton at the Round
Bale Gin for 30 cents per hundred. We also buy the
cotton giving from i to i more than square cotton brings. Our
Gin is one of the largest in the County, capacity 85 to 100 Rolls
daily. Respectfully inviting you to try our Gin and insuring per
fect satisfaction, we are, Very truly,
The McCrory, Cotton Company