The New Era (Hughes Springs, Tex.), Vol. 30, No. 7, Ed. 1 Thursday, January 7, 1932 Page: 3 of 4
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Charter No. 6922 Report of Condition of
First National Bank of Hughes Springs
in the state of Texas, at the close of business Dec-
31st, 1931 '
Loans and discounts
U. S. Government Securities owned:
Other Bonds, Stocks, Securities owned
Banking House, I2.250.0J Furniture and Fixt. $2.50.00
Reserve with Federal Reserve Bank
Cash and due from banks
Outside checks and other cash items
Redemption fund with U. S. Treasurer and due from
U. S. Treasurer
Capital Stock paid lu
Reserve for Dividends and Contingencies
Circulating notes outstanding
Due to banks, including certified aud cashiers’ checks
United States deposits
Bis payable and rediscounts
State of Texas, County of Cass, V
I, A. G. Daniel, Cashier of the above named bank, do solemnly
swear that the above statement is true to the best of my knowledge and
b®hef. A. G. Daniel. Cashier.
Subscribed and sworn to before me this 5th day of Jan. 1932.
G. E. Goolsby, Notary Public.
Attest: R. M. Kasiing, i
L. D. Keasler, J- Directors.
A. E. Starnes, j
Office over Foster’s Store
Hughes Springs, Texas
Mrs. R. O. Daniel Entertains
Under the new 1 iw we can not
issue license for a truck uuti!
same bas beeji weighed fully
equipped for use but containing
no load thereon, giving the old
license number, i ngme number
and sworn to before a notary
Forms for making this affidav-
it ran b > scoured at the Tax Col-
Heacilights must be tested as
heretofore Everyone who
drives v truck,of more than one
ton caoacty must have a Chouf-
Flease comply with the above as
is required by law before making
application at the Tax C 1 lector’s
Office for license
R. W Daniel.
Mrs Bur ke Warrick of Pitts-
burg visited her pire.iia H. G
Aoernathy and wife Sunday.
Ou V ednesday a ternooii Dtc.
30, Mrs, R. O lJ.ir.iel was a de-
lightful lioness to the members of
the Ei. U, G. Club.
The house was beautifully de-
corated with flowers, the tab ee
were laid with pink carnatiot &
V delicious salad course wa-
The afternoon was enjoyed in
p'aying “42.” Mrs. (J. C. Lane
won high score.
The clot) will meet with Mrs,
Ira Glass Wed. Jan. 13.
Nolly’s Beauty Salon
Wishes you much happi-
ness and success for the New
Year 1932. To my custc-
mers of 1931 bringing this
ad to Salon will be given a
Molly’s Beauty Salon
Posted—Positively no hunting
^ or tresspassing on my fai ms oi
lands, any tresspassing will b.
prosecuted, T. C, Lj.ster
i* ‘ ' ' * '
Posted—Positmh no hunting
f or tresspassiug on the C. E
L M Watson.
The New Era and Dallas ejeu
Weekly Farm Ni wn,
MARK EVERY GRAVE
Bloomburg Maible Co.
T. J. HOPKINS, Prop.
Write or Phone for Prices.
The only shop in the county. Save
agents commission. Buy from home
folks. Large stock on hand.
District- Attorney Henry
Pharr, wife and two sons of
oreenvilie were guests of H. V
Drinker aud wife Sunday.
E. Church South
Sunday school will meet at
10 a. m. The pastor will preach
at 11 a. m. aud 7 p. m. The Ej -
worth League will meet at 6 i .
Prayer meeting and choir
practice Wednesday at 7 p. in,
H E Ledbetter, Pastor-
Hobart ftdey o Athens visited
Hugh' Meredith and wife this
Wade Bentley who has b en
with Cook Drug Company for
the past 16 months as prescrip-
tion clerk has accepted a simi-
lar position with Ryle Drug Co
and assumed his naw duties on
January 1st, where he will oe
pleased to have his old friends
as wtli as new ones call on him.
8. C- White Leghorn baby
chicks now ready, see J, R.
J D. Boon and wife of
were visitors in the R.-H.
home last Thursday.
Lois Johnson of Atlanta, candi-
date for Sheriff was a visitor
here the past week,
666 Liquid or Tablets used internally
and 666 Salve externally, make a com
plete and effective treatment for Colds
$5,000 in Cash Prizes
Ask Your Druggist fur Particulars
Ball Game Called Off.
Since printing the advertise-
ment on the front page of thi>
paper about the ball gume b"
tween Plano and Hughes Spg’s,
Plano telephoned.it would be m -
possible to play here Friday ani
Sheriff Nat Curlrigbt and JeP
Bridges of Linden were v s tor
here Wednesday afternoon.
W D MeVIi 1 in was a
in Daingerfi Id Frida y,
Dr- Wirt Alim of DjiIas visit-
ed Lane Allen aud wife the pa*i
B. J. McMillan weLt to Aus-
tin Sunday where lie will re-
sume his work is inspector for
the State Health Department.
G, A. Wimberly and wife and
Miss Cleclice McMillan returned
to their home in Beaumont Sun-
T. .1. Cook was in Austin Sat-
urday where he rried Misses
Mary Cook and George Edra
Williams where they resume
duties a* teachers
M r8. H A Welch. M E Re;d
and wife were guests of Barney
McDaniel and wife Sunday.
Vance Hargiss tias returned
rom a vis t with his parents C.
0. Hargis.* and wife in Dallas.
Jack Marini and wife Fort
Worth visited ~‘E W Turner and
downcast face, did not wonder ttmr «n«
vu desired of-two men.
! "Jean,” rite aald auddenly, "why
don't jroa spend your vacatlcn with
Aunt Carol f Go away from both
tlMao estimable young men and think
things out for yourself.” .
, Tm afraid,” said Joan, “that if I
do that, I’ll surely want Milt. Juat a
glimpse of that sort of life—”
i “As you like,” said her mother In-
j In the end, Joan went to Boston,
•he was met at the station by her
Iaunt’a brown limousine and brown-
sutted chauffeur. She was driven to
the solemn brownstone-fronted house
in Back Bay; then shown to her room
and told by a precise white-capped
maid that her aunt would be home at
j At five promptly, Aunt Carol magni-
ficently furred and gowned, came hur-
rying Into the room and took Joan
in her arms.
“Your mother wrote me," she said
archly, “that you’ve run awuy from
two ardent admirers. And meanwhile,
,we must see that you have the finest
Mrs, B. J- McMillan, Miss
vlaude Stewart and Mrs. R (J-
Truitt were in Commerce Sun-
day, they carri d Miss Carri:
Stewart back to bur work after
a visnt with homefoltis •
J. B-Wbitakerof Nava Visa,
N. M- a former citizen of Hughes
Springs, is visiting his sister
Mrs T. M. Cook at Turkey
Creek and hi< daughter Mrs. H,
D. Nelson in Linden.
ADVICE FOR JOAN
By H. LOUIS RAYBOLD
(ffl by McClura Newspaper Syndicate.)
TTER problem was as new to Joan
*1 as If no other girl had ever tried
to solve a similar one. Which to mar-
ry—the poor, beloved young man or
the rich young man whom she respect-
ed and liked and might, in time, come
j There had come into her life two
linen. One, young Milton Arnold, son
of the president of the local cotton
The other, Barry Mason, principal
of tho school whero she taught
Milt would inherit thousands. Barry
had an invalid mother dependent ou
him and prlnclpalships are seldom
stepping stones to a fortune.
! In a burst of confidence, she told
her mother all about it “They've botb
asked to marry me," ahe confessed.
[“But I don’t know—I don’t know—”
i Her mother, watching Joan’ajovely,
; Not even Sally Arnold, Milt's deb-
utante sister, could have whirled
through more gaiety than did Juan la
the following days.
? Dinners, dances, luncheons, shopping
tours, opera—it wa* a wonder If
either Barry or Milt were ever spared
; And yet, lying in the exquisitely-
draped four poster, Joan’s thoughts
ulghtly traveled home. This sort of
Ufa would be hers forever If she mar-
ried Milt, If she married Barry—well,
of course, It was absurd to think she
would know abject poverty or anything
remotely approaching it What she
would know would be doing her own
household tasks, careful, economy, do-
ing without this to obtain that, and, if
tli^re jdiould be a family, a constant
speculation as to where dentist bills,
music lessons and college educations
were coming from.
Joan didn’t gee a great deal of her
aunt. Once Introduced to the bevy of
young people that were daughters *nd
eons of her aant’s friends, she was
swept along without effort on her part
on the surge of various social activ-
It was the last night of her stay that
Aunt Carol came into her room as she
was undressing before the cosy little
fire that burned in the grate.
“Have you settled that momentous
question of yours?" she asked with a
; Joan shook her head.
“I take It for granted,” went on her
aunt, "that both are fine young men,
and that their Incomes being equal—
Joan, do you love one of them?"
A rosy flush suffused the sweet con-
tours of Joan’s face. “I—I think so,”
Her aunt came over and laid a hand
heavy with shining rings on Joan’s
slender shoulder. "Take the one you
love, Joan. If it’s the rich one—well
and good. If the poor one—take him.
Life brings hardships and disappoint-
ments that only love will withstand.
You see, I know." She paused, then
went on gravely. "I’m going to tell
you a little secret, Joan. I once had
the same decision to make that you
have. I loved a poor young man and
I married the rich one. I haven’t been
altogether unhappy, but I stepped In-
to somebody else’s life and have nev-
er had time to live my own. I’d swap
my limousine, house and position In
society for a sweet young thing like
yourself and all the joys you are go-
ing to bring your mother—a good son-
in-law, grandchldren and—” she leaned
down and kissed her pretty niece and
Joan’s father met her at the station
in the old car that had to be cranked
before It would go. “Hope life with
the plutocrats hasn’t spoiled your
taste for home, Joannle^” he grinned.
“Between you and me, I owe your
Aunt Carol a lot. I was once quite
sweet on her but she turned me down
for a young man with a million. If
she hadn’t, I should never have got
Joan said “Yes” to Barry that very
Evening. "It’s love that counts.” alie
told him gravely. "Life brings many
hardships that only love can with-
stand. Better marry a poor young
But Barry, who did not realize what
it was all about, shook her gently by
her slender shoulders. "I’m not so darn
poor, Joan!” he said. “And I'm due
for a raise next year I” And he won-
dered, as he took her In his arms, at
the funny little smile that lingered on
Joan’s cupid-bow lips.
SILKS AND TUBS
By DORIS M. THOMPSON
by McCfure Wew»ptp«r Byndfr*‘.« )
y <TVNV 8«1 vlc*>
Ayf IL straightened up from the tub (
■*•*•1 of soapy water and shook a hand ,
free from tlie warm suds to brush i
some straggly liair off her fate as ahe
wutched a sedan come up the road.1
Then she wiped her haods on the aUJ*'
of her apron and picked up thd basket
j of clothes to carry to the lines strung ;
across the yard.
She was tired and in a few minutes i
Bee Williams would he there with an-1
other new’ silk dress and more raleet
of her wonderful life In the city. Al-‘
ready the car was turning Into the'
Inne. Mil surveyed the wash flapping
on the line;,heavy flannel shirts, col-
orless aprons and house dresses. No;
silks there. Her eyes were bitter aa
»he turned to greet Bee. '
"Hello, Mil. Why, honey, what’s the,
matter? You look as If somethin’ ter-;
rible was goin* to happen.”
| Mil shrugged, "Nothin’ now could
i happen around this here place.”
I "Aw gee, Mil, why don’t you come'
back with me? We’d have a grand
time In the city. Frank could find a
Job for you easy.”
Mil’s eyes looked almoet hopeful,
but she shook her bend. "Oh, I couldn’t1
j take a chance. I’d never get away!
without pa knowin’ It, and If he did.
. . .’’ she sliruddered. «
I But he won't have to know. Yon
can fix things up on the sly and slip •
off during the day w’lten he and Eric
are In the fields, l’a will lend you
money enough to get there. I know;
what I’ll do; when I get back Frank
and I'll look around for a place for
you and let you know when to come.
How'll that be?"
Half afraid to agree, Mil nodded as-
“I must he gettln’ back with the
car now. Don’t forget to come to our
party tonight. We’re going to have
the Baxter boys over to play,” she
called as she walked back to the car,
her cheap red silk dress blowing
around her knees.
Mil remained seated awhile looking
over the barren areas of Dakota farm
land which stretched on every side.
Scrubby bushes poked up here and
there. She pictured without turning
about the scene behind her. A three-
room shack, hideous and unpulnted,
four rooms, If one counted the place
above set between the rafters which
served as a place for Eric to sleep.
She thought of Eric and wondered If
he ever felt as she did.
Her thoughts passed on to her fa-
ther; hard Hank Hanson he was
railed. For thirty years lie had clung
to hts claim, thirty lonesome years of
hard labor for his women folk. First
her mother, whose more genteel rear-
ing, unahle to stand the grind, had
made her leave twelve-year-old Mil to
carry on her work. Now after sixteen
years of It . . . Mil rose as she
saw her father approaching from a
nearby field. She finished hanging the
wash and went Into the shanty to pre-
pare the noonday meal. Her father
entered but she did not look up.
“Sorta late gettln’ dinner, ain’t ya?”
"Yuh, I guess so," she answered list-
“Suppose Bee Williams kept you
talkin’ all mornln’. Saw her car from
Mil finished the supper dishes early.
She had nothing nice to wear to Bee’s
house but she wanted to go. It would
he her first party In three years. When
she put on her old voile she looked
clean, nothing more.
Her father watched her prepara-
tions. "Hope you ain’t plannln’ on
tukln’ the horse any place, Mil. I’ve
got to go over to Simon’s to borrow
She turned without a word and re-
entered her small bedroom.
Every day she waited for word from
the nig city In the bordering state and
always she was preparing for her de-
parture, little things ut a time so lie
wouldn’t notice. Finally a letter came.
Hnnk Hanson met the mnllnmn him-
self and brought It In.
“See you got a letter from Bee.
What's she up to now?"
Mil went to h: r room to rend It.
“Come ns soon as you cun," she rend.
"We have found a lady who will wait
Bee had planned everything. The
next morning Mil sent a note to Mrs.
Williams with the mailman saying that
arrangements were all right for the
Everything was on the table at sharp
noon the next day. Mil tried to aje
pear calm but her eyes bad a really
anticipatory look for the first time
In years. At 1:30 she was ready to
leave nnd taking n Inst look at the
only place which had been home to
her she set out for the linrn. Half-
way there she was stopped by an ex-
cited clnmrnerlng of voices near the,
road. A group of men were huddled
together as If they carried something.
"Your father's, hurt, Mil. He was
out by the road when Henry Crahb’e
team of runaway horses caught him.
Will you get a bed ready?"
She stood as still as stone. “Don’t
take It so hard, Mil. I know It’s a
shock but maybe he won’t be so bad1
off," Simon tried to console her.
*8he turned to re-enter the hut. “I’ll
fl* his cot," she said In a tonelesej
voice, .v ]
That night Mil weut out to the bar\|
lifted a straw suitcase from the rljl
nnd brought It Into the hon-e. Hnnlcj
Hanson’s eyes gleamed ueriev al her!
In the lamplight as he lay on his cot
near the wall. The doctor said he
would He there the rest of hi* lifts
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Callaway, C. H. The New Era (Hughes Springs, Tex.), Vol. 30, No. 7, Ed. 1 Thursday, January 7, 1932, newspaper, January 7, 1932; (texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth543441/m1/3/: accessed February 16, 2019), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Atlanta Public Library.