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Picture show Saturday night.
D. F. Collett was a visitor to
Littie Rock this w^ok.
Go to the Princess Theatre Sat
urday night.
L J. Etheridge and family of
Neame. La., are here visiting
friends and relatives.
Tom Millst-.ad is at Trout. La.,
filing at a mill there until Jauuary
1. and may locate there.
The Princess Theatre will open
Saturday night, Dec. 12. with a
good program.
G. S. Farmer left Friday morning
for Dubach. La., where he has ac
cepted a position as sawyer.
Orders taken at the News office
for Embossed Initial stationery
suitable for Christmas presents.
Geo. L. Milton, who has been
away for sometime, will be back at
his old place v/ith Seaman &. Sea
man this week.
Miss Ella F. Fox of Pine Bluff,
was here this week the pleasant
guest of her cousin, Mrs. F. W.
Scott.
Seaman & Seaman will start
their picture Saturday night, Dec.
-12. Look for small bill giving
program.
Mrs. P. H. Pitts, who has been
visiting relatives at Logtown. La.,
the past week, arrived home Mon
day afternoon.
Ma-vin McCoy and family have
moved into their new house which
they have just completed on their
farm on the northwest edge of town
We. sometimes wonder if men
don't get into breach of promise
suits once in a while through neg
lecting to say "no.”
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James Phillips, who has been
employed as assistant to Filer J.
F.. Ball at Arkansas City in the
Grayling Lumber Go. phnt. arrived
home Monday on a vi-it With his
parents. Mr. and Mrs. M L Phillips.
The plant there has closed down.
10c Per Hundred.
Old newspapers for sale
at the News office at 10c
per hundred as long as they
last, Come early as the
supply is limited.
Rev. W. R. M. Dollar of Cecil,
La., on last Sunday afternoon at 3
o'clock at the home of Mrs. Anna
Taunton near Sadie, performed
the ceremony which united in mar
riage Mrs. Georgia Bradshaw,
daughter of W. R. Dickerson, ana
Mr. J. M Dollar of Sadie. La. The
happy couple will go to housekeap
at once on a farm near Sadie.
Rev. S K. Burnett and family
arrived in Huttig Wednesday after
noon from Benton and found a
number of good things to eat at the
parsonage left there by the mem
bers of his church. He wil^ con
duct regular services a!, the Meth
odist church Sunday morning and
evening. E’*erybody cordially in
vited to attend.
Purchase Garbage tans.
The town ccuncil has purchased
and p!a. ed in convenient locations
about town one dozen large gar
bage cans and. they earnestly re
quest the public to throw all waste
papir. etc., in them and help keej
the streets free from litter of ad
kinds.
J' or O doses 6G0 will bt. tic
’ny case of Chills & Fever, Colds
& LaGrippe; it acts on the liver
better than Calomel and does not
tjripe or sicken. Price 25c.
We have round trip tickets to all
local points on sale at this office
and would be glad to sell you round
trip tickets, saving you money by
buying them and at the same time
make a better showing for our sta
tion in this manner. We sol; t
your business. D. A. Keasler.
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dread d disease that science has been
able to cure in all Its stages, and that is
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positive cure nmv known to th© medical
fraternity. Catarrh being a constitutional
disease, requires a constitutional treat
ment. Ila'i's Catarrh Cure is taken In
ternally, acting directly upon the Mood
and mucous surfaces of the system, there
by destroying t'.o foundation of the dis
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building up ti.o constitution and assisting
nature in <’n!'g V i work. The proprietors
have so mrh faith tn Its curative pow
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for any c re that i* frils to cure. S.nd
'or i' -t cf testimonials.
Address !\ J. CHEMllY .*s CO., Toledo, Ohio.
SoM hr r'l Dru'-'dn's, 7 ’.
Take Hall’s Family rills hr constipation.
Methodist Church Services .
The following services will b
held at Union church Sunday: Sun
day school at 10:00 a. m. Preach
ing at 1 1 a. m. and <T:30 p. m. by
the pastor. A cordial invitation is
extended to all to attend these
services.
Rev. S. K Burnett, Pastor.
The Magic Washing Sti'k.
“The Magic Washing St; :k i1
just fine. It did just what you said
it would do and the clothes w -re sc
nice and white with all that hare
rubbing left off." writes Mrs Saial
Good'Me. Preston, Texas. The
Magic Stick is not a so. p nor a
washing powder. Sold by drug
gists, tnree 10c sticks for 25c. oi
by mail from A B. Richards Medi
cine Co., Sherman, Texas.
Adjurned Term of Circuit Court.
An adjourned term of the Circui*
court held a few days session at E.
Dorado this week, adjourning Wed
nesday afternoon. The following
cases were disposed of:
State vs Elbert Williams: rape.
Verdict, not guilty.
State vs I. Johnston and Jerry
Slade: selling whiskey. Plead of
guilty as to 1. Johnston and fin'd
$100.00.
State vs Till and Frank Hill:
selling whiskey. Plead guilty and
each fined $100.00.
Seven cases against 1. Johnson
selling whiskey and three against
Till and Frank Hill, archived.
State vs Will Herndon and Jim
White: grand larceny. Plead guilty i
as to Herndon and sentenced to]
one year in penitentiary. Trial as
to J m White and verdict guilty
with two years in the penitentiary.
State vs R iben Fairchld; per
jury. Plead guilty and given one
year in the peni'e itiary.
State vs W, A. Postlewait; em
bezzlement. Plead guilty and giv
en one year in the penitentiary.
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Young Lady—Pleasn show me
some ties.
Clerk—A gentleman’s tie?
Young Lady- Oh, no! It is for
my brother.”—Tit-Bits.
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6 YNUt-olo.
CHAPTER I On Misery creek, a* the
foot of a rock from which he has fall n.
Sally Miller finds George Oeseott, a lar d
scape painter, uncons' ious. and after re
viving him, goes tor assistance.
He htuT anticipated impatient con
tempt for his artist’s impedimenta,
but to his surprise the mountain boy
climbed the rock and halted before
the sketch with a face that slowly
softened to an expression of amazed
admiration. Finally he took up the
square ol academy board with a ten
der care ot which his rough hands
would have seemed incapable and
stood stock still, presenting an anoma
lous figure in his rough clothes as his
eyes grew almost idolatrous. 1'hen
he brought the landscane over to Us
creator, and, though no word was
spoken there flesneo between he eyes
oi the artist, whose signature gave to
a canvas the value ot a precious stone,
and the jeans-clad boy whose destiny
was mat of the v: ••delta, a : abtie,
wordless meserre. it was the conn*
tersign of brothers -in blood who rec
ognize in each oilier the bond of a
mutual passion.
The boy and the eirl, under I es^ott’s
direction, packed the outfit and stored
the canvas in the ' vote'dlng top oi the
box. Then, while Saily turned ami
strode down creek in seat h of Les
eott’s lost mount, the two men rode
upstream in silence. Finally Samson
spoke slowly and diffidently.
“Stranger,” he ventured, "ef hit
hain’t askin' too much, will ye let me
see ye paint one of them things?’’
“Gladly,” was the prompt reply.
Then the boy added covertly:
“Don't say nothin’ erhmit hit ter
none of these folks. They’d devil rne.”
The dusk was falling now, and the
hollows choking with murk.
“We’re nigh home now,” said Sam-!
son at the end of some minutes.’ silent
plodding. “Hit’s right beyond thet
thar bend.”
Then they rounded a point of tim-:
b°r and came upon a small party of
men whose attitudes even in the dim
ming light conveyed a subtle sugges
tion of portent.
"Thet you. Samson?” ra'led an old
man’s voice, which was still very deep
and powerful.
‘‘Hello, Uuc’ Spencer!” replied the
boy.
Then followed a silence unbroken
until the mule reached the group, re
vealing that besides the boy another
man—and a strange man—had joined
their number.
“Evenin', stranger,” they greeted
him, gravely; then again they fell
silent, and In their silence was evi
dent constraint.
“This hvar man’s a ftirriner,” an
nounced Samson, briefly. “He fell
offen a rock an' get hurt. I ‘lowed
I’d fetch him home ter stay all night.’’
The elderlj man who had hailed the
hoy nodded, but with an evident an
noyance. It seemed that to him the
Tamarack South.
others deferred as to a commanding
officer. The cortege remounted and
rode slowly toward the house. At last
the elderly man came alongside the
mule and inquired:
“Samson, where was ye last night?”
“Thet’s my business."
“Alebbe hit ain’t.* The c*d moun
taineer spoke with no resentment, but
deep gravity. “We’ve been powerful
oneasy erbout ye. Uev yc heered the
news?”
“What news?” The boy put the
question noncommittally.
“J see I’urvy was shot this morn
ing."
The boy vouchsafed no reply.
“The mail rider done told hit . . .
Somebody shot five shoots from the
laurel. . . . Purvey haln’t died yit.
. . Some sn>s as how his folks
has sent ter Lexington fer blood
hounds.”
The boy’s eyes began to smolder
hatefully.
“I reckon,” he spoke slowly, “he
didn't sit shot none too soon."
"Samson!’ The old men's* voice had
the ring of dotermin.-d authority.
“When I dies ye’ll be the head of the
Souths, but so long es I’m a runnin'
this hyar fam’ly I keeps my word ter
friend an foe alike. 1 reckon Jesse
i’urvv knows who got. yore pap, but
up till now no South hafn’t never
busted no truce.”
1 he boy's voice dropped its softness
and took on a shrill crescendo of ex
cite meet as he flashed out his retort.
“Who said a South has done busted
the truce this time?”
Old Spicer South gazed searclvngly
at liis nephew.
"I hain t a-wantin' ter suspicion ye,
Samson, but 1 know how ye feels
about yore pap. 1 heered thet Bud
Spicer come by hyar yistlddy plumb
full of liquor an' lowed he'd seen
Jesse an Jim Asberry a-talkin’ ter
getlier jest afore yore pap was kilt.”
lie broke off abruptly, then added:
“Ye went away from hyar last night,
an doln't uit in tv . 11 atter sunup—-1
Jest teevi ! the news, an come ter
look t'er ye “
“Air oi.-nii low In thet I shot them
shoots from tin: laurel?' inquired Sam
son quietly.
‘Sf weal: hr-in't 'lowin' hit, Sam
son \v< i- eh i.ib shore thet Jesse
Purvy's. talks ‘.oil low hit. They're
Jeat a-hcldin yore ife like a hostage
f< 'u: \ . '■ i- yhew Ki lie dies they'll
trj ter git ve. ’
I he hoy i . shed a challenge about
th: croup, which was now drawing
rein at picei South's yard fence Tus.
eyes were sullen, but he madt no an
swer.
One of the m°n who had listened in
6ilen< e now spoke:
“In th.* fust p’aci Samson, we hain't
fl-sayin' ye done hit In he ilex' place,
ef yr did do hit we hain’t a blemirt
ye—much Ju.t I reckon them dawgr
don't lie, an ef they trails in hyar
ye'll need us. Thet s why we’ve done
come.’
The boy Flipped down from his mule
and helped Lescott to dismount. He
deliherat' ly unloaded the saddlebags
and kit and laid them on the top step
of the stile, and, while he he'd his
peace, neither denying nor affirming,
his bhisiiien sat their horses and
waited.
Even to Lescott it was palpable that
some of them believed the young heir
to clan leadership responsible for the
shooting of Jesse Purvy, and that
others believed him innocent, yet none
the less in danger of the enemy's ven
geance. But, regardless if divided
opinion, all were alike ready to stand
at his back and all alike awaited his
Aral utterance.
Then, in h - th'ckening gloom, Sam
son turned at the foot of the stil*
and faced 11“ gr ihering. He stood
rigid, and h s eves flashed with d’
passion. Ills hands, hanging at thi
scams of 1 '; jeans bree-hes, clinched
and his voice cn le in a slow utter
itice throe, h which throbbed the ten
sity of a soui-absurbing bitterness.
‘‘I knowed all 'boat Jesse Purvy’t
bein’ shot. . . . When my pap lay
a-dyin’ over tbar at. his house 1 war
a little shaver ten years old . .
Josse Purvy hirrrj somebody ter kill t
him . . . an’ 1 promised my pap
that I’d find out who thet man was,
an’ thet I’d git 'em both—some day.
So help me, God Almighty, I’m a-goin
ter git ’em both—some day!” The
boy paused and lilted one hand as
though taking an oath.
‘Tin a-teilin’ you all the truth . . .
But i didn't slicot them shoots this
mornin . I haiu't no truce buster. I
gives ye my hand on hit. . . . Ef
them dawgs come hyar they'll find me
hyar, an’ ef they hain’t liars they 11
go right by hyar. i don t low ter run !
away, an' 1 don't low tor hid i out. I'm
a-goin tor stay right hyar. Thet's all
I've got ter say ter ye.”
For a moment there was no reply.
Then the older man nodded with a
gesture of relieved anxiety.
“Thct’s oil we wants ter know, Sam
son,' he said, slowly. ‘‘Light, men an
come in.'
CHAPTER III.
Tn days when the Indian held the
Dark and Bloody Grounds a pioneer
jelling o. k and poplar logs for the
home he meant to establish on the
! anks of a purling watercourse, let his
ax slip, anc the cutting edge gashed
his ankle. Since to the discovered be
longs the christening, that watercourse
became Crippleshin, and so it is today
set down on atlas pages. A few miles
away, as the crow flies, but many
weary leagues as a man must travel
a brother settler, racked with rheuma
tism, gave to his creek the name of
Misery. The two pioneers had come
together ft m -Virginia, as their arres
ters had come before them from Scot
land Together they had found one
ot the two gaps through the mountain
wall. wh'‘ch for more than a hundred
miles has no other passable rift. To
gether, and as comrades, they had
made their homes and founded their
race. What original grievance had
st rung up between their descendants
none of the present generation knew—
perhaps it was a farm line or disputed
title to a pig. The primary incident
was lost in the limbo of the past; but
for fifty years,_ with occasional inter
I ■
vals of truce, lives had been snuffed
out in the fiercely burning hate of
these men whose ancestors had been
comrades.
Old Spicer South and his nephew
Samson were the direct lineal descen
dants of the narner of Misery. Their
kinsmen dwelt about them: the Souths,
the Jaspers, the Spicers, the Vtileys,
the Millers and McCagers. Other fam
ilies. related only by marriage and
close association, were, in feud align
ment, none the less “Souths.” And
over beyond the ridge, where the
springs and brooks flowed the other
way to feed Crii pleshin, dwelt the
Hollmans, the Purvises, the Asberries,
the Foliisos and the Daltons—men
equally strong in their vindictive
fealty to the code of the vendetta.
By mountain standards old Spicer
South was rich. His lands had been
claimed when bracts could be had for
the taking, and. though he had to make
h's cross mark when there was a con
tract to be signed, his instinctive mind
was shrewd and far seeing The tinkle
of his cowbells was heard for a long
distance along the creek bottoms. His
hillside fie’ds were the richest and his
coves Dm most, fertile in that country.
Some cay, when a railroad should bur
row through his section, bringing the
development of coal and timber at the
head of the rails, a sleeping fortune
would yawn and awake to enrich him.
There were black outcroppings along
the cliffs, which he knew ran deep in
veins of bituminous wealth. But to
that time he looked with foreboding,
for ru had b'wn raised to the stand
ards ol his forefathers and saw in the
coming of a new eg:nie a curtailment
of personal liberty For new-fangled
ideas he held only the aversion of
deep-rooted prejudice. He hoped that
fie might I've out his days and pass
before the foreigner held his land and
Hie law became a power stronger than
the individual or the clan. The law
was h.s enemy because it said to him,
‘Thou shalt not.’’ when he sought to
'ake (hr- yellow corn which bruising
labor had coaxed from scattered rock
trewn fields to his own maeh vat and
ill It meant, also, a tyrannous
ower usually seized and administered
by enemies, which undertook to forbid
the persona! settlement oi personal
quarrels. But his eyes, which could
not read print, could read the signs
of the times. He foresaw tlie inev
itable coming of that day. Already he
he had given up the worm and math
vat, and no longer sought to make or
sell illicit liquor. That was a conces
sion to the federal power, which could
no longer be successfully fought. State
power was still large'y a weapon in
factional hands, and in his country
ilie Hollmaur were the office holders
To the Hollmans he could make r.o
concessions. In Samson, born to b«
the fighting man, reared to be the
fighting man, equipped by nature with
deep hatreds and tigerish courage,
there had cropped out from time to
time the restless spirit of the philos
opher and a hunger for knowledge
i That was a mutter in which the old
I man found his bitterest and most se
cret apprehension
It was at this house that George
Lescott, distinguished landscape paint
er of New York and the world at large,
arrived in the twilight.,
Whatever enemy "might have to be
met tomorrow, old Spicer South rec
ognized as a more immediate cal!
pen his attention the wounded guest
of today. One of he kinsmen proved
to have a rude working knowledge of
bone setting, and before the hall’ hour
had passed Lcscott s wrist was in a
splint, and his injuries as well tended
s possible, which proved to be quite
well enough.
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While Si'irer South and his cousins
had been sustaining themselves or
building u?> comj>eten< es by tilling
their seil the leaders of the other fac
tion were basing larger fortunes on
the profits of merchandise and trade.
So, although Spicer South could nel
iher read nor write, his chief enemy,
Micah Hollman, was to outward seem
ing an urbane and fairly equipped man
if affairs. Judged by their heads, the
clansmen were rougher and more illit
erate on Misery, and in closer touch
with civilization on Crippleohin. A
deeper scrutiny showed this seeming
to be one ot the strange anomalies of
the mountains.
Micali Hollman had established him
'Olf at Hixon, that shack town which
had passed of late years from feudal
ounty seat to the section's one point
of con act with the outside world; a
town where the ancient and modern
rders brnehed shoulders; where the
new was tolerated, but dared not be
~ome aggressive. Directly across the
street from the courthouse stood an
mple frame building, on whose side
wall was emblazoned the legend,
"Hollman’s Mammoth Department
Store.” That was the secret strong
hold of Hollman power, lie had al
ways spoken deploringly of that spirit
(if lawlessness which had given the
mountains a bad name.
When the railroad came to Hixon
it found in Judge Hollman a "public
spirited citizen.” Incidentally, the tim
ber that it hauled and* the co^i that
its flat cars carried down to the Hlue
grass went largely to his consignees.
He had so astutely anticipated coming
events that, when the tirst scouts of
capital sought options they found
themselves constantly referred to
Judge Hollman. No wheel, it seemed,
could turn without his ncd. It was
natural that the genial storekeeper
should become the big man of the
community and inevitable that the one
big man should become the dictator.
His inherited place as leader of the
Hollmans in the feud he had seem
ingly passed on as an obsolete pre
rogative.
Vet, in business matters, he was
I
found to drive a hard bargain, and
men came to regard it the part of
good policy to meet rather than com
bat his requirements. It was essen
tial to his purposes that the officers
of the law in his country should be in
sympathy with him. Sympathy soon
became abject subservience. When a
South had opposed Jesse Purvy in the
primary as candidate for high sheriff
he was found one day lying on his
face with a bullet-riddled body. It
may have been a coincidence which
pointed to Jim Asberry, the judge’s
nephew, as the assassin. At all events,
the judge's nephew was a poor boy,
and a charitable grand jury declined
to indict him.
In the course of dve years several
South adherents, who had crossed
Holman’s path, became victims of the
laurel ambuscade. The theory of co
incidence was strained Slowly the
rumor grew and persistently spread,
though no man would admit having
fathered it, that before each of these
executions star-chamber conferences
had been held in the rooms above
Mieah Hollman’s "Mammoth Dapart
| rnent Store." It was said 'hat theee
exclusive sessions were attended by
i Judge {Tollman, Sheriff Purvv and cer
I tain other gentlemen selected by roa
i son of their marksmanship. When
one of these victims fell John South
had just returned from a law school
| "down below,” wearing “fotched-on”
| clothing and thinking “fo‘ched-on”
thoughts He had mnated the ccm
munity by demanding the right to ts
■ tst in probing and prosecuting the
affair. Ho had thn shocked the com
munity into complete paralysis by re
questing he grand jury to indict not
alone the alleged assassin, but also
lis employers, whom ho named ns
udge {tollman and Sheriff Purvy.
Then he too, fell under a bolt fn m
the laurel.
That was the first public accusation
against the bland capitalist, and it car
ried its own prompt warning against
•epetition. The judge’ high sheriff
mil chief ally retired from office and
went abroad onl" with a fc idygunrd..
Jesse Purvy had built his store at a
crossroads 25 miles from the r;.il
oad. Like Tollman, he had won t
reputation for open-handed charily,
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Them Things?”
nss liked-—and h"*od H|»s friends
were legion. His enemies were so nu
merous that he apprehended violence*
not only from the Souths but -llsai
from others who nursed grudges ini
no way related to the line of feud
cleavage. The Hollman-Purvy combi
nation had retained enough of its old
power to escape the law's retribution
and to hold its dictatorship, but the
efforts of John South had not been
altogether bootless. He had ripped
away two masks, and their erstwhilcs*
; wearers could no longer hold their oiiT
i semblance of law-abiding philantliro-•
• pists. Jesse Purvv’s home was the»
show place of the countryside. Com
modious verandas looked out over
; pleasant orchards, and in the same
! inciosure stood the two frame build-'
ings of his store—for he, too, com
bined merchandise with baronial
powers. But back of the place rosr»«
I the mountain side, on which Purvjr
j never looked without dread. Twice,
■ its impenetrable thickets had spat at.
him. Twice lie had recovered from:
wounds that would have taken a less
charmed life. And in grisly reminder
i of tiie terror which clouded the peace
of his days stood the eight-foot log
stockade at the rear of the place,
which the proprietor had built to
shield his daily Journeys between
house and store. But Jesee Purvy waa .
not deluded bv his escapes. He knew.
that he was "marked down."
The years of strain worn telling im
him. The robust, full-blooded fare
was showing deep lines; his flesh was
growing flaccid; his glance tinged
with quick apprehension. He told lr-3
intimates that he realized “they’d get
him," yet he sought to prolong his
term of escape.
Yesterday morning Jesse Purvy ha ig
risen early as usual, and. alter a sf/
isfylng breakfast, bad gone to h’s.
store to arrange for the day’s bush
nets. One or two of his henchmens,
seeming loafers, but in reality a body
guard, were lounging within call. A
married daughter was chatting with
her father while her young baby
played among the barrels and cracker
boxes.
CONTINUED IN NEXT ISSUE.
Narrowness.
A little mind often tees the
lief without seeing the beii i a.
urge one.—Holmes. w >