Some more articles copied from film on file at the Calico Rock library. Izard County Register a newspaper of Melbourne, Izard County, Arkansas These weren't on the roll of film I found later. Mar 10, 1898 A “wee” girl arrived at Walter Hardaway’s in Franklin, Tuesday night. Mar 10, 1898 Died: In Lunenburg, Monday, March 7th 1898, Mrs. Hanna ___ aged ___. (DOES ANYONE KNOW WHO THIS IS?) Died: Near Mt. View, Sunday March 6th 1898 Mrs. India Jeffery, wife of Ambrose Jeffery, Sr. aged 56 years. Died: Near Newburg, Sunday evening at 5 o’clock, Mar 6th, 1898, Mrs. Mollie wife of John W. Cone aged about 40 years. The remains were buried at New Liberty, Violet Hill Township, Monday a very large concourse of people being present. Elder Henley conducted the funeral services. End 1898 Jun 4th, 1908 - Tribute of Respect In memory of Sovereign Drew Reynolds, who was made a Woodman of the World at Mt. Olive, Ark. Sept. 21, 1907 and who was called to the Grand Camp above Apr. 24, 1908. Dear Sovereigns of Mt. Olive Camp, No 570 – for the first time in the history of this Camp, Grim Death has visited us and claimed for its victim Sov. Drew Reynolds. Sov. Reynolds was an exemplary, energetic, industrious young man; just blooming into vigorous young manhood and his death was a severe shock to the entire community in which he lived. We as mortal beings, cannot understand why God, in His goodness and mercy plucks from amongst us the sweetest flowers and most precious jewels: but some day we will understand why it is thus. The death of Sov. Reynolds reminds us that we will be called upon to answer the summons, “Come up higher,” and may it admonish us to live, that when it does come, we will be prepared to meet “Him who gave his life, that we, though His name might have life eternal.” Be it therefore. -------That we bow in humble submission, to the will of “Him who doeth all things well.” That woodcraft has lost a faithful exponent. That we set apart a page in our Record Book to the memory of Sovereign Reynolds, and that these Resolutions be spread at length upon same; and a copy be sent his bereaved and sorrowing mother and a copy to each of our county papers for publication. Respectfully submitted: Knox Hayden, Chas. E. Jeffery, Jeffery Dixon Jun 4th , 1908 - Family Reunion >From the Batesville Guard, 29th’ult an interesting family reunion was held in this city last Saturday, consisting of the Hunt, Holmes, Kennard and the Trevathan families. They met on the hill just below Lock 1 and spent the afternoon picnicking, a splendid supper including the outing. The following persons were present all of them being related by blood or marriage. Mrs. Kennard, mother of J. A. Kennard: Mrs. Hunt, mother of Mrs. J. A. Kennard, J. A. Kennard and wife, Blanch, Hugh and Shelby Kennard; Mrs. J. A. Holmes, Ed, Clarence and Ruth Holmes; Lucian Crutchfield and wife and Freece and Clyde Crutchfield of Izard County: T. D. Hunt and wife and Lois Hunt of Mammoth Spring; J. F. Hunt and wife and son of Mammoth Spring; O. T. Hunt and Clarice and Lucile Hunt, Jeffery Dixon and wife and Blanche, Joe, Carroll and Nellie Dixon; Mrs. H. L. Miller, Miss Emma Hunt and Geo. H. Trevathan and wife and Jared, Mary, John, Nellie and George Trevathan. The occasion was made more pleasant on account, the day was the birthday of Mrs. J. A. Holmes. A delightful time was had. Jun 4th, 1908 - In Memoriam Millard Cecil son of Dr. E. A. and Mrs. Maggie Baxter, at an early age of 8 years, 7 months and 13 days departed this life May 31, 1908. His last illness of three weeks duration was painfully severe, but he bore it patiently. We have every evidence of his happy transition to that better land where pain is no more. His stainless spirit winged its flight back to its native sphere, the bosom of its God, on a bright beautiful, Sabbath morn, and is now realizing the bliss of eternal glory. Cecil was a remarkable child—always cheerful and happy, ever having a smile and pleasant greeting for all. Fourteen months ago he told his parents he wanted to join the Methodist Church, and with their consent he did so the first opportunity. He came calmly forward of his own accord and gave his little hand for membership and was received into full fellowship by his pastor, S. L. Cochran. It seemed he had a bright future here but God saw best to call him away to a brighter future in glory. He is gone! His voice will no more be heard here, but in heaven it is attuned to divine harmony. Where it will forever, with the---angels, sing eternal praises around the throne of God. Cecil was young but lives are not measured by the length of years. Though so young, his life has left a gentle impress upon the hearts of all who knew him; and though he is dead may his good influence live and shine on in the lives of the friends he has left behind. His bereaved parents and relatives have the deep sympathy of the whole town and a wide circle of friends elsewhere. The funeral services were held Monday at 10 o’clock a. m. June 1, at the Methodist Church, conducted by the pastor. The church was most beautifully decorated with white flowers by the young ladies of Melbourne, and filled to its up most capacity with a large concourse of friends, who followed the remains to the cemetery, where Cecil will rest until the resurrection morning. “Darling Cecil has crossed the river, ‘Round his new made grave we stand, And there comes the silent whisper >From the happy spirit land: ‘Father, mother, sisters, brothers, classmates. Friends and kindred, weep no more, Grieve not o’er my sleeping body, Meet me on the other shore.” F. C. Jun 4, 1908 - Obituary In loving memory of Maggie May, little daughter of T. B. and Emma Williams, aged 2 years 3 months and 13 days. On Thanksgiving morning, Nov. 28, 1907, the sad news came that little May is dead. Her cold and lifeless body was found in Strawberry River, one half mile from home. How little did loved ones think while listening to her sweet baby words at breakfast time that when the family came together at noon that baby would be lying cold in death. It is supposed that little May followed her papa to the barn. She called to him two or three times but he did not answer, thinking she would go back to mama. Oh! How he regrets not answering her last call, but God knows best. She has only paid the debt we all have to pay. Dear parents, your hearts are almost broken but weep not; you precious babe has gone to live with Jesus and the many loved ones gone before, where she will know no heartaches, pain or sorrow. It is so hard to give her up, for she was the joy and light of the home. You miss her morning, noon and night, her sweet kisses and fond good night. Me thinks I can hear her calling from the beautiful---------(rest is missing)----- (cemetery book shows she's buried in the Hills Chapel Cemetery)