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The Forrest City times., 1905-08-04
Miss DavIs to Wed,

n companions That do converse and waste the time to- Rether.
 whose souls do bear the equal yoke of love, There must needs be like proportion Of lineaments. of manners, and of spirit.'' Mrs. T. J. Davis and her daughter, Miss Lollie, sent invitations to several friends for Tuesday afternoon. Au- gust lst. The day arrived fair and beautiful. The air was fragrant with the odors of flowers, the birds were singing their happiest songs. Cupid was abroad that day-Cupid with his bow and arrow
 "Heralds high before him run
 He had ushers. many one He spread his welcome all along He touched the world with sweetest song. To the dear old country home of MT. T. J. Davis hied the friends. Mrs. Davis and her daughters gave them welcome in most gracious manner. Soon after all arrived and the usual greetings were over, Miss Hattie Mai Davis brought out her kodak and made picture of all grouped on the fair lawn. Now the guests were in- vited to a corner of the lawn under the shadow of the shining trees, there to be seated at long table adorned with pure white linen, shining silver and roses
 Roses. the sweetest flowers
 That ever drank the amber showers" Then the kodak was brought into service again. Fourteen were seated at this table, viz: Mrs. T. J. Davis, Mesdames W. c. Porter, N. W. Nor ton. J. D. Baugh, Pauline Goddard O. B. Rollwage, Edward Roleson, A. D. Mcdaniel, w. German, $. c. Neel Misses Lila Hood, Winfield, Lollie and Hattie Mai Davis.
 Soon dainty things to eat were served in the good old-fashioned way. First, salad and ice cold fruit nectar; then frozen cream. Cupid, moulded erect with bow and arrow, so like the ehiseled marble cut by master hand: cake, white as the frozen cream, sur mounted by silver arrow piercing a full heart. With delicious things the appetite was satiated. With merry talk and laughter time passed on, un- til Miss Lollie requested each guest to stand, at the same time take in hand the card in front of each plate, on which was engraved Miss Davis, 7 the upper side having two hearts pierced by an arrow: also written there the name of the guest. This was tied with white ribbon. The other end of ribbon led to the centre of the table where it was hidden under a | lovely embroidered piece and a cut glass Epergne. There was found a tiny envelope containing the follow ing:
 MRS DAVIS
 Announces the Approaching Marriage
 of
 Her Daughter
 LOLLIE
 to
 MIR. RUFUS KING FITZuUGH On Wednesday. September the Sixth, Nine,
 teen Hundred and Five. Methodist Church, Forrest City, Arkansas. Miss Lollie found in her envelope a beautiful solitaire diamond ring. This was passed around the mystic circle When it reached Miss Lollie again, she placed it where it be- longed, saying her happy thoughts aloud.
 Now there were smiles, shaking of hands, kissing, many expressions of pleasure, heart to heart talk, and the greeting she knew so well from those of the Cosmos Club who were present. The day was near it's close. Now it was time to say goodbye. The guests bid farewell to this precious hour and these dear friends.
The Forrest City times., 1905-08-04

If you want irst-class gut strings for your violin, get them al the Newsstand 25c each. Also the cheaper grades
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larger fish. Baxter grinned ironically
at the forbidding black letters on the
fence and climbed over 1t.
Halfway down the field was a little
elump of pines through which the
stream flowed. Baxter entered the
shadows of the trees, and scarcely had
he cast when his reel whirred merrily
and the line cut the water sharply.
His pulses quickened. Here was fish
ing worth talking about. The line
slackened, and he began to reel in
gently.
At that moment the bushes behind
him cracked, and a calm voice said:
Pardon me, but have you a per-
mit?"
Baxter gave no heed until he had
landed the trout; then he turned to
find himself face to face with a young
woman. She was regarding him stead
lily, with a little frown Of disapproval.
A creel hung from a broad strap across
her shoulder, and she carried an un-
Joined rod in a leather case.
Baxter had m~omentarily forgotten
the warning on the fence. Now her
words recalled 1t to his mind. He was
evidently caught %redhanded at his
%poaching, and the only thing to do was
to frankly admit it. He looked at the
girl before him. She was tall, well
formed and undeniably attractive. In
deed she was quite striking as she
stood there calmly awaiting his reply.
You have a permit. of c%ourse?' she
asked again.
Baxter smiled quietly.
Il regret to state" said he, Il am a
deep dyed poacher."
The girl lifted her brows.
You must have noticed the signs"
she said.
Il noticed one" said he, "but the
stream was too tempting to d man who
had landed but four small trout during
HE morning. l am very sorry that my
zeal got the better of my discretion, and
l offer every apology for my unwar-
ranted intrusion. Whatever the dam
ages are I'll settle. l plead guilty"
Il should be inclined to follow the
signs" she said, "and prosecute you to
the full extent of the law but for the
way you just landed that trout. 1t was
splendid and shows you to be an expe-
rienced angler. If you'd bungled it
should have let the law do it's worst.
If you promise not to trespass again
you're quite free to go this time"
Baxter bowed.
"You are very generous" he de-
elared, (which makes me doubly
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Music as a Profession,

Unless a man is rich he ought to be
regarded as a criminal II he permits
his sons or daughters to become must
clans. In the musical profession there
are a few prizes not of the largest, but
for the largest number of interpreta-
tive artists the life is one of drudgery-
the drudgery of learning, the drudgery
of pushing oneself into notice and
after all the continual drudgery of play
ing or singing just the music the public
wants. l recommend no one to enter
such a profession unless he or she loves
music to such a degree that the drudg-
cry is a pleasure.-John F. Runclman
in Saturday Review.
, 1905-03-08
Trespassers
By Arthur Cottonwood
Copyright. 1904. bu T. C. Mcclure
By Arthur Cottonwood

Baxter had followed the stream all
the morning with Indifferent success.
-Four trout, by far too small to make
matters at all interesting, had risen to
the fly and now slid about in the creel
as he made his way through the under
brush to the open field, where the
stream widened and d%eepened and gave
promise of better sport.
At the edge of the field was a wire
fence, and posted con%spicuously upon
it was the notice:
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"ONCu LILY duulCuCe
tremendously, but l remember one
night in Birmingham when a coster
with one little witticism turned my
outcry and the darkness and the old
earPs tragic fall into ridicule and
laughter. l have never seer that CO.'S
ter, but | remember his voice well. 1t
was a slow, dry voice, like Mark
Twain's, and it manifested itself Just
after the fall of my aged and noble
antagonist. The old earl had dropped
heavily, and in the silent obscurity 1
had cried, Great heavens, what have 1
doneT when the coster spoke up:
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A Disappointed CannibaI.

A pathetic story of a disappointed
cannibal is told in an English religious
paper. zone day" says a missionary
Il was eating some canned Sleeps
tongues that had been sent from home.
One of my natives, seeing me, jumped
with delight. He thought they were
mems tongues. His gloom on discoV-
ering that it was not a religious re-
vival, after all, and that the missionary
remained nnconverted would have
touched the hardest heart"
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"'Strike a light, young fellow, and
We'll have a look"

Francis Wilson, whose new cousin
Billy" by Clyde Fitch, is a success in
New York, says that Maurice Barry.
more once made the rounds of the of.
fees of the theatrical managers in Lon.
don trying to get them to put on a new
play that Barrymore himself had writ
ten. One of the managers to whom
Barrymore had read the play seemed
much impressed. Before their inter.
view had ended, says Harper's Weekly.
it had been decided to give the piece
an early production and to have Barry
more do the leading role. About a
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legs again, then closed his eyes and
dropped. He was picked up supposed
ly dead, but recovered consciousness at
the hospital and in a few days was out
on crutches.
why did you drop, PATTI" some one
asked him. "YOu should have waited
for a fire net"
sol wuz afraid the wore 'ud break,
sor," was Pats reply.
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gested that she
would like to hear
the Pierrot song in
the second act of
"Babette'' synco-
pated. But the
negroes had not
heard it. So she sat
down at the piano
and sang it. The
eyes of the colored
men expressed some
as well
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cry, Out there was
certain business of
the play that de-
manded some kind
of preparation
namely, the burial
of Ophelia. There
was no trap through
which to lower her,
and yet she must be
got rid of some way.
So permission was
obtained from the
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week after what
Barrymore had sup
posed was the def
initely agreed upon
arrangement had
been reached the
actor received a
note from the man.
age asking him to
call. When Barry
more responded to
the summons the
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theater fire. When
the fire was first
discovered Pat was
up in the scene loft.
He yelled "Fire!'
then opened a win
dow and went out
over the alley, hand
over hand, on an
electric wire. He
held there but a
moment, swung his
legs a bit, looked
down, swung his
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By Wireless
From the
Footlishts

stage doors
of the play
houses in which
Richard Mans
field and Ada
Rehan were ap-
,pearing in Bos-
ton opened on
the same street,
and the two
players met one
morning while
Mr.. Mansfield
was %hurrying
tn a rehearsal
of Ivan the
Terrible"
''HOw Ishould
like to see your
portrayal of
s hylock! !" re-
marked Miss
Rehan. II have
wanted for a
long time to get
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dark stage. In this
darkness fought
with an old earl,
threw him heavily,
and, when he did
not rise after the
loud thud of his fall,
| cried out:
"'Great heavens,
b have | done?'
Usually t i s
scene impressed and
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as delight at the beautiful voice OF
the prima donna. After Miss Seheff
had sung the number two or three
times they reproduced it in ragtime
with happy effect. Their the party
went on. At the close of the vaudeville
entertainment, when the ragtime men
were leaving, one of them whispered to
Miss Scheff's husband, Baron Won
Bardeleben: Say. mister, that wife of
yours is all right. If she had her voice
cultivated she would be good enough
for the stage"
Maclyn Arbuckle of Henry w. Saw
ages 1.-The County Chairman compa-
ny has played many parts during his
career on the stage and has ranged
from Hamlet down to musical comedy
of the slap stick variety. AT one time
he essayed the part of a lovelorn tenor
in an opera company. A certain high
note was quite beyond the reach of
A%rbuckle, and after several Intellectual
efforts to reach it during rehearsal the
conductor glared at him and said, Ar
buckle. after this when you come to
that note | guess you had better dance
it."
"Things that actually occur on the
stage are often more ludicrous and
startling than the invented incidents of
the press agents" said James Young,
who is appearing with Miss Viola Allen
as Sebastian in Twelfth Night" and
as Florizel in "'The Winters Tale 81
was playing a Shakespearean repertoire
throughout the south and received an
offer of a guarantee to put on Ham
let at the little town of Cristield, on
the eastern shore of Maryland. The
theater in Crisfield was not a theater,
but a long, narrow hall with a platform
at one end for us and rows of benches
for the audience. We could use no seen
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Baxter read the sign and grunted.
There was no one in sight, and the
stream twisting through the field was
decidedly tempting. Moreover, four
small trout are very unsatisfactory in
a creel made to accommodate more and
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~ 1ihtic 40 tbtot ifi tift III I
Russian small boys have plenty of good
ashamed of my trespass. Rest assured
l shall not repeat the offense. May l
ask to whom I'm indebted for allowing
me to go unmolested?'
Something in his eyes made the girl
flush.
"Oh-it's--it's all right she said
haltingly. Nov please goat once"
Still Baxter hesitated. He was not
given to pretty speeches nor to staring
at young women whom chance threw
in his way. but some indefinable charm
about the girl made hin Go the latter
and regret his inability to do the for
mer.
"I'm very grateful" he said lamely
enough, "and-and"-
"And what?" she said almost sharp
ly.
"Td like very much" said he, 'some
time in the future to express my graft
ruue TO you wnen we stood on an equal
footing-that is, you understand, when
I'm not poaching your stream"
He spoke sc earnestly that the girl
flushed again.
Its all right" she reiterated. you've
been quite grateful enough. Now
please go!'
some plausible excuse for %prolonging
the conversation, reeled up his line and
began to ~unjoint the rod.
Suddenly a nan came crashing
through the bushes and stood before
them. The girl gave a little startled
cry of dismay. Baxter noticed the man
wore leather leggings and was clothed
IN tweeds.
GAS the marster given you fishin'
permits" he asked, glaring at Bax-
ter.
NO" said Baxter, "but the LADY,
The man wheeled to the girl.
"'Ave you got one?" he asked.
"N-no," she said humbly, and, with
out looking at Baxter, she added, evil
IDENTITY for his benefit, "I'm-Tm a
poacher too"
Baxter's heart jumped at the words.
He mastered ar overpowering desire
to laugh and turned to the girl.
"Well, by George!" was all he man
aged to say.
Its the marster's order to take YOU
to the house them" said the man sol
EMMY.
See here Baxter began protest
ingly.
For 50 apiece I'll let you go this
time the man said insinuatingly.
Baxter handed him a SIS bill, and, aft,
er warning them to leave at once, the
man departed.
AS the man stumbled back through
the bushes Baxter turned to the girl
Her face was scarlet and her eyes re
fused to meet his.
at was frightfully mean of me-" she
explained. Il thought it would be a
great joke to frighten you off by pre-.
tending / owned the stream and ther
fish it myself. Then that frightful
MAI came-and-and-to tell the truth
l should have been dragged to the
house, for l hadn't a cent of money
with me-
She lifted her eyes to his.
"Oh, what must you think of mer
she cried contritely.
But Baxter was laughing happily.
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lbdliuSCl " saw Jul
a bit of the stage for the purpose of
improvising a trap. After this was
done we found that it was twelve feet
to the ground underneath, but this diff
ficulty was overcome by piling dry
goods boxes under the stage to form a
platform upon which the g~ravedigger
was to stand. The box of dirt, the
skulls and bones all being placed in po-
sition, the trap was replaced, and we
were ready for the performance. Night
came, the play proceeded ~uneventfully,
we arrived at the churchyard scene,
the trap was taken up, thrown aside
and the curtain rung up. The dialogue
between the clowns being over, one
went with a 'stoup of wine," and the
first gravedigger, merrily singing, "a
pickaX and a spade" leaped into the
open grave, but instead of landing up
on the boxes that had been placed there
he disappeared. We heard a splash
and a yell, for the fellow had jumped
into the Chesapeake bay. He was down
under the building in impenetrable
darkness and splashing waters eight
feet deep. The hall was built on piles,
and the back extended far out on the
shore. During the night a high tide
: came in and washed the boxes away,
together with Jul useful props the
bones and Yorick's skull. The poor
clown was finally rescued, but it was
probably the first time on record that
Hamlet ever furnished the principal
sensation of a modern tank drama"
Sir Henry Irving, at a reception that
was rendered to him in Philadelphia by
a literary club, narrated some of the
memories of his youth.
"My transforming days" he said,
''seem very distant, and yet very dear
to me now l recall with particular
pleasure a melodrama of crime in high
life wherewith l transformed the prov
inces for two successful seasons a long
time ago.
"My part called in the first act for a
, 1905-03-08
Not Caught.

Belle-What did you tell him when
he suddenly asked how old you were'
Estelle-I refused to tell him anything
You see, l couldn't for the life of me
think Of the number l had given hin
when he asked me before!
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manager SAID: f"ANoiS WILSON.
81 like the play, old fellow, and I'm
going to give it a fine production; but.
really, l don't see how I can use you in
the cast. Your beastly American ac-
cent won't do at all, you know. They
don't like it here"
"That's odd" said Barrymore. "'They
tell me on the other side that l won't
do on account of my beastly English
accent. What on earth am | to do
give r~ecitations on the transatlantic
steamers? ?"
Tody Hamilton, the circus man, tells
a story about an English show which
had been playing to poor business.
Finally the performers, with a tumbler
named Zeno at their head, went to the
management and insisted ON receiving
their back pay. They were put off re-
peatedly. A definite date was at last
promised, but the time arrived, and
still there was no money. Zeno expos
tulated, whereupon the management
explained that it had begun to pay
salaries, commencing with the names
beginning with A, and SO on, but that
the money had run out somewhere in
the SIS. The company walked home.
A year later Zeno appeared at the Of
fees of the circus and asked for an en-
gagement.
Certainly" said the manager. "We
will take you on at an increased salary.
Now let me enter your name. Mr..
Zeno, is it not?"
zone moment" said the performer.
'This year my name is Ajax"
Bruce McRae, the English actor, who
is Ethel Barrymore's leading man in
her new play, Sunday" tells a story
about an Irishman's experience in a
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of the part, but never found an oppor.
tunity to do So"
Come in when l play The Merchant
of Venice tomorrow evening"" suggest
ed Mr.. Mansfield.
How can 1? My acting will keep
me busy"
Would you like to see me act the
part now!' asked Mr.. Mansfield. Miss
Rehan, somewhat surprised, replied in
the affirmative. The actor led her to
the stage of the theater, where his
company had gathered.
81 will defer the rehearsal Of Ivan
the Terrible until this afternoon" said
Mr.. Mansfield. I'VE will play The
Merchant of Venice this morning for
Miss Rehan."
Thus Shakespeare's comedy was per-
formed in its entirety during the morn
ing, with the distinguished actress as
an audience of one.
One night FRITZ Scheff gave a party
to a few intimates in her apartments,
Among the performers were two negro
singers who are prominent in vaude-
vile. They had no idea of the iden-
tity of the hostess of the evening. Their
ragtime selections made a great hit
with the party, which included Max
ime Elliott, Ethel Barrymore and Cos
mo Gordon Lennox. Miss Scheff sug-
, 1905-03-08
TROOPS ON THE MARCH IN ST. PETERSBURG AND ONE OF
THE ClTY'S CANALS.

The upper picture of soldiers marching through the streets of ST. Peters
burg is a grim reminder of the recent outbreaks, when unarmed strikers were
ruhessy shot down. In the lower cut is shown one of ST. Petersburgs numer
III canals. As these canals and the river Neya freeze during the winter, the
Russian small boys have plenty of good ice for skating purposes
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1905-06-10
OLD NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
Unique Composition Upon the Grave
stone Of Once Good Son of
New Hampshire.

''Franklin's epitaph, where he com
to all OF u.s." said an antiquary, &C
cording to the Philadelphia Bulletin
"Here is a copy Of less famous cpl
taph, the epitaph of matchmaker
George Ritter, who compared himself
to watch that had run down.
The man took out his notebook
George Ritter" he said, "lived in
New Hampshire, in the town of New
port He died in 1922"
Then he read
Here lies, in horizontal position,
the outside case of George Ritter,
whose abiding place in that line was
an honor to his profession. Integrity
was his handspring, and prudence the
regulator of all the actions Of his life.
Humane, generous and liberal his
hand never stopped till he had relieved
distress. He never went wrong, ex-
cept when set a-gcing by people who
did not know his key. Even then he
was easily set right again. He had
the art of dispensing of his time so
we'll that his hours glided by in one
continual round of pleasure and de-
light, till an unlucky minute put an
end to his existence. He departed this
life September II, 1922 His case rests
and molders and decays beneath the
sod, but his good works will never
die"
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1905-06-10
CLOTH MADE FROM WOODS.
Factories for New Industry Estab-
Hshed in Several Cities Of
Europe.

United States Consul Atwen writes
from RoubaiX, France, the state depart
ment:
Justin Muller read a paper recently
before the Industrial society of MulhouSe
on certain printed goods, the warp of
which is composed Of cotton and the
wool of thread made from wood pulp
These goods were introduced almost four
years ago. At the outset sheets of WOOD
pulp paper were cut into finest shreds
and twisted into thread by machines
made for the purpose. Lately the paper
process has been abandoned and the
wood pulp is passed directly over
grooved metal sheets, forming very thin
ribbons, which pass in turn over ma
chine that twists them into a regular
thread of any desired length.
''These threads of wood fiber are
known as xyloline, silvaline and iicella,
and are numbered like any others. The
dynamo metric resistance of this thread
In dry state, taking 100 as the resist
ance of jute threads, is equal to about IS;
that of cotton thread in a dry state is
1876. The difference is widely in favor
Of jute and cotton, but it is thought that
improvements may increase the resist
ance of the wood pulp thread AS it is to
be used only in mixed goods great re-
sistance is not of essential Importance
''Dishcloths are made of. this thread
in connection with hemp and the mixture
is washed, dyed and printed While wet
the wood pulp softens, but RECEIVERS its
resistance in drying. There are already
manufactures for the production OF
wood fiber thread in Germany, Spain
and Netherlands, and France will short
ly have factory. 1t is thought that
this thread may be used advantageously
in the manufacture of passementerie
and that it may replace jute and cotton
in the composition of many articles"
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1905-06-10
cARVES OUT A LOCOMOTIVE
Convict in Connecticut Prison Makes
Perfect Model of Wood
with Jack-Knife.s

One Of the convicts at the Wethers-
field prison has recently finished two
wooden models of locomotives. These
models, states the Hartford Conn
COurant, are about 10 inches long, in
Guiding tender, and are perfect in ev-
cry detail.
Nothing except wood is used in the
models. They may be operated by
turning crank under the engine. The
wheels go around, the pistons slide
back and fourth, the cab windows may
be moved, the bell rung and the en-
CINE and tender uncoupled. The con-
vict had nothing to work by except
his own memory. He is locomotive
fireman and so knows the engine we'll.
One OF the models is a replica of
regular passenger engine, such as is
used on the Consolidated, and the 9th
er is of the Atlantic compound type.
1t is said that the convict took four
years to make the models. All he had
to work with was common jack-knife
with blade al inch long.