V.E. Wilkinson is making arrangements to spend the winter in Arizona, but he may just journey on over and join the Arkansas colony in southern California.

Big Sim Luper and grand-daughter, Miss Lola Luper, are spending the Thanksgiving holidays with relative in Springfield, Mo.

George Hendrix just had a lot of luck and fun on that duck hunt recently away down in the rice growing district of Arkansas, and Mully thanks George for three fine ducks that helped out mightly at noon-day at our house last Thursday.

William L. Stuckey was laid to rest in the Seymour cemetery, on the Stuckey farm, last Sunday evening after funeral services conducted at the home by Rev. B.H. Greathouse. Mr. Stuckey had been in failing health for a long time and died Saturday in Little Rock where he had been in a hospital for several months. He is survived by his wife, Mrs. Josie Stuckey, of Johnson, and three daughters, Mrs. Margaret Cole, of Little Rock, Mrs. Helen Hughes, of Russellville and Mrs. Willie Pasphala, of Idal, Colorado. He was a lawyer by profession, but had retired from active duty some years ago and had lived on the Fern Dell farm where he had been engaged in truck growing and the poultry inductry and where now after sixty-seven years of joys and sorrows he sleeps peacefully, in the valley of Clear Creek, far away from the turmoil of business and troubles of earthly life.

John B. Vernon passed into the Jordan of Death at his home in Elsinore, California, November 17, 1929, and was laid to rest in Fair Haven Cemetery at Orange, California, on Tuesday, November 19. He was born May 6, 1861, at the old Vernon Spring homestead, just north of Johnson, and of a family of seven children only two are now living. Mrs. Nancy McKinnon, of Jordan, Montana, and Mrs. Mary Holland, of Berryville, Ark. Old timers here remember John Vernon well, as his life was spent in this section until some twenty years ago when he moved to New Mexico and from thence to Elsinore, Cal. As farmer, merchant and postmaster he spent these early years and folks were sorry when he went west with Mrs. Vernon, Charley, George, John, Carl, Bessie and Gladys, all of whom survive him. Mrs. Vernon was Edna Johnson, daughter of Jacob Q. Johnson, for whom this little village was named, and the many friends at the old home send condolences across the miles to her and the bereaved children who grieve for their loss of the dear one who had been sick and ill so long and whose fervent wish for renewed health so that they could come back to the hills and valleys of Arkansas was denied him that Sunday morning, when as he was passing into the shadow, he opened his eyes, smiled and spoke "Dear Jesus, I am coming."

Carl Mayes is seriously ill at his home in Fayetteville, and his friends are apprehensive of his condition, which steadily grows worse. Heart trouble and other complications afflict him.

George Brooks was a welcome caller down to our place a day or so ago. George is about the best posted man in the country on local folks, affairs and doings, especially of long time ago days, and we do enjoy talking over those doings with him.