The Springdale news., 1912-10-11

port, on Red River. where We cross ed the line into Texas. 31 years of the 42 We lived in the Lone Star state coming to Arkansas in March. 1901.
 Get all the enjoyment and com fort you can from the babies while they are babies. for they will not be babies always. The time will come when they won't want to nestle down in your lap for you to sing childish lullabies to them while you rock them to sleep as they snuggle their sweet little faces against your breast. The time is coming when, like Don't Worry is doing this afternoon, you will look back over the past and long for the babies that are babies no more, and like Rachel you will weep because they are not
 Don't Worry was pleased to meet Geo. Henry Brown i'll South Spring dale Monday morning, an old Texas friend from Mesquite, Dallas Co. Mir. Brown came to Springdale sev- eral years ago and opened up a shop not far from the depot where he worked at his trade, that of haf- ness maker. Some few years since then he traded out for a farm near Goad Springs where he is getting rich farming. He has land that pro duces 25 bushels Of wheat to the acre, 62 bushels Of corn to the acre, has big drove of hogs, nice herd of cattle and little bunch of horses. Mr Brown has good farm of hundred acres on the public road leading to Springdale and is doing Well.
 When Don't Worry was | small boy he worked one summer for his uncle. One day my uncle put ne on horse, put a=jug in sack and told ne to take 1t 10 store a few miles away Git Was country store1 and get it filled with. what do you reckon 1 took il to the store. and the store keeper filled it for me and put me on the horse and 1 logged on back home, and when got there my uncle took tie jug from the saddle and set it under the head of the bed where he slept. What do you guess it was? It was a jug of Whiskey. He kept a jug sitting there all the time, and every morning when he got out of bed the first thing he did was to turn that jug np and take d swal low Of Whiskey, no more then till next morning That man lived to be so odd years old. He raised two boys, honorable and upright men they are today He was one of the hardest working men in all Of that country. and if he was ever drunk in his life We never knew it Whiskey in those days, 60 years ,b.a the running spring Anybody who wanted to made it, anybody who wanted to sold il and anybody who hardly ever made drunk from the use of it. There were no saloons and there We're no little devils turk
 ag in it 10 set d man crazy as soon as he took swallow of it. It was pure and good and harmless. It Mas cheap, too, only 35 or a0c q gallon.
 Now We are no whiskey man. We woald be glad if 1t could be got ter rid Of. IL is curse to the human race. It will never be got ten rid of while the government con tinues 10 license saloons to sell the vile stuff As long as there are sa- l0ons just that long there will be drunkards and our Uncle sam will be to Elame for it.
 Lei Us get back to the old ways when whiskey was as pure as spring "ater, when he that wanted to made it, when he that wanted to drank 1t and was not made drunk and crazy as is too often the case now a days.
 Anv +ou,n ca,, kaap ont eaIao1e fl they try, any community can keep out whiskey if they all work togeth- CT as unit Take Springdale for instance. She has no saloons, nev- CT has had and never will have. and Wny2 Simply because her people sand together on the saloon ques- sion and won't have it. that's why. Uncle sam himself couldn't put a saloon in Springdale, license or no license. Now if Springdale can keep out saloons why cant other towns do a. well?Simply they don't try and don't want to. Were We to live to be five hundred years old, We would have no fears of Spring dale ever betraying our confidence In her on the saloon question. What better recommendation could any town give than Springdale holds out to the world No saloons, no bil- lard halls, no pool tables, no bowl ing alleys can be found in our lit tie town to disturb the peace and quietitude of our homes and lead our young men and boys away from their business and homes of nights into ways that are dark and wick ed. The citizens of Springdale are not as proud of their quiet little town as they ought to be. May she eyermore keep her hands clean of saloons is the wish of
 Don't Worry
 If the child starts in it's sleep, grinds it's teeth while sleeping, picks at the nose, has a bad breath,