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PA ill ,, i fl WHERE WOULD YOU FIND JJ PARTY FUN It EDITORIALS UNCLE EB SAYS Mount Pulaski Times.Ne w s i] WAYS TO MAKE PIN ANECDOTES ODDS 'N ENDS ,i MOUNT PULASKI TIMES-NEWS MOUNT PULASKI. ILLINOIS i ll Published and entered as second class matter in the postoce at Mount Pulaski, Illinois, Nov. 17, 1960, under the Act of Congress of March 9, 1879. |ii (Joined with Mount Pulaski New, August 1, 1932) HARRY J. WIBLE Editor and Publisher ii ',m ox Subscription: Three Months 40c; Six Months 75c; One Year (in county) $1.50; One Year (outside county) $2.00. Published every Thursday. THURSDAY, MARCH 27, 1941 "Sounds of the It is difficult to understand how Boston policement will Rude World" ever untangle traffic jams hereafter without the aid of the hornblowers-- but Eoston will have to do the best it can. Its City Council has just enacted an ordinance, ef- fective immediately, specifically forbidding sound- ing the horn on a motionless motor vehicle. And now how will Annabelle's young man ever let her know he's waiting with the jalopy? Playing a radio so loud as to disturb the "qui- et, comfort, or repose" of neighbors within fifty feet likewise is forbidden. What are city apart- menf dwellers to do after 10 p. m. without the us- uat jazz band accompaniment? Will they, like the dweller in the shadow of the elevated who went to the country for a vacation, be unable to sleep in the unwonted stillness? It may seem strange to some that a city must legislate against "unreasonably loud, disturbing, dnd unnecessary noises," including dogs that bark excessively. But probably it is a matter of educa- tion. As the Duchess said to Alice, "Take care of the sense, and the sounds will take care of them- selves." The Editor Takes Some newspapers are giving publicity to a new A Bride type otmarriage report- ing which was insfroduced, it seems, by a small newspaper in Iowa called the Augusta Union. The editor of the Union, remembering that bride- grooms usually receive little attention at the hands of the society news reporters, decided that he would vary the rule a little when it came his time to marry. Under the caption, "Ye Editor Takes HimseH a Bride," he wrote as follows for his own newspa- per: "Clarence Rogers, son of Mr. and Mrs. George Rogers of Osseo, became the husband of Margaret Gilbertson, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Marhn GJ=bertson of Augusta, m a beauhfu ring ceremony Saturday noon before a justice of the Peace at Waukon, Iowa. "Blushing prettily, he replied to the questions of the Justice in low but firm tones, never indicat- ing that he noted the omission of the 'obey' in the bride's answers. "He Was attractively aHired in a three-piece suit of bladk pin-striped woolen material, consist- ing of coat, vest and pants. The coot was charm- ingly festooned wffh a white flower in rhe left "The vest was sleeveless, closed in the front fhioned with pockets. It was held with a strop and buckle. "His' neatly pressed for the occa- sion. Hose  ecktie added just the right dash .... of color to complement the effect. Shoes were of leather, laced with strings of the same giving a chic effecf."Montgomery (Ala.) Advertiser. WISDOMETTES: Flowery language is permissible only when the i flowers are perfectly fresh. Men are generally true to their first love; is why many wives are so unhappy. The girl who thinks no man is good enough for her, may often be right, but she is more often There are women whom one feels a curiosity about. One does not want fo kiss them so much as wants to know what they would do if one did. The art of life is to get the credit of knowing more than one has ever learned. If at twenty the girl wife ties her husband to apron strings, at forty she will have lost eithe i or her husband. mn grow hopeful when they see a pretty. BY LILLIAN SPRING CLEANING--it's here again! Some dread it; others view it wistfully; and others accept it as just another job that needs to be done. All of us ore tired of looking at scuffed floors, dingy curtains and walls. A few warm, sunshiny days put us in the proper mood and we grab our long-suffer- ing dwelling by the scruff of the neck--figu'ratively speaking-- end joyously, ferociously, we begin shaking, pounding, brush- ing, washing, patting, and worrying the dirt out of it. The family is confronted by unlovely smudges of dust on our cheeks and nose. Husbands fall into pails of soapy water in unexpected Ices: trip over mop handles and rolled-up rugs: even become marooned in their own living room among ghost- ly white-sheeted chairs and tables, as the little Missus wields the varnish brush and wax applicator over the floor and says "don't come through that door 'till this is dry." Their mascu- line wits seem to be in a muddle. Not understanding the com- motion, they cell it a "feminine whim"this cleaning spasm that grips us ere winter ;s scarcely gone. Maybe they grum- ble a little, with their head behind the newspape, but we nev- er hear them, for our thoughts are on color schemes, curtains and chair covers; we wonder, should we try to tint the old drapes in the front bed-room and make them do another year, or put them upstairs in the girls' room. Past experience has taught husbands it is sheer folly to remonstrate when house- cteaning fever has the women folks firmly in its clutches. Their faces light up as we inform them "we've only the cellar left": they know the crisis is over. The next few days wll be spent in getting acquainted with the new arrange- ment of furniture; for the desk which stood by the window is over in the corner: the bed and chest have exchanged places; and the piano bench is standing where their favorite chair used to be. The men folks declare they feel like strangers in their own homes: they sit around pouting, muttering into their beards that they are "victims of feminine whims". While the ladies, convalescent after a few days, go about with an ethereal light in their faces and a deep feeling of satisfaction in their hearts. $$ W $$ Hint For the Home-Maker: "The hall of your home is like your first smile of welcome to a guest; make it as inviting as possible." (Mrs. M. C. H., Latham) $* $ $$ "BUSY DAY" CAKE 1 and two.thirds cups flour two-thirds cup milk 1 cup sugar one-third cup shortening % tsp. salt 1 egg 2 tsp. baking powder 1 tsp. flavoring Pour milk into measuring cup to "two-thirds" mark; then add shortening until milk reaches "one cup" mark. Sift flour, sugar, salt, baking powder together. Add shortening, milk, unbeaten egg and flavoring all at once. Beat all ingredients together well with rotary egg beater for two minutes. Pour into greased pan and bake 25 to 35 minutes in moderate ov- en (3SO degrees). (Miss M. T., Mount Pulaski) Miss T. says to hav the milk and shortening at room tem- erature and mixing will be much easier.Serve warm and fresh am the oven. YOU CAN'T BE ANC-.-.-.-Y tN A GARDEN Two gardeners, who had disagreed, Were very, very cross indeed. One pruned the roses, while her friend Was digging at the other end; This sort of thing went on for hours, They pottered 'round their favorite flowers. Until at last those ladies met Beside a bed of Mignonette; When each one begged the other's pardon-- You can't be angry in a garden. (Mrs. Oswald Breaker, Mount Pulaski) Tlought foe the Day: "To your own self be true; and it must follow, as the night and day, you cannot then be false to anyone." : (MrL Donald H'uston, Mount Pulaski) LIKE MOST OF 'EM Two negroes were attending a ing where a candicafe was making a In a few minutes one said, "Mose, man .'" "1 don't know," Mose answered, do recommen' hisself." WHAT POSSIBLE HARM? "i'm sorry, madam," said the the movie, "but you can't fake that docJ theater." 'How absurd," protested the harm can pictures do a little dog like Tourist--Don't stand there like a Run and get the village doctor] Native--Sorry, mister, that's him over. Rea--Js your community lighted ity? Hayton---Only when there's a th at night. NOT SUCH A HORSEY IDEA If seems that Doris Watson's bitious and each one wrote her a letter. student proposed that she ride in a or some appendage to the horse. Not idea, when you notice the condition of appendages. IN THE SMOKER We play brCdge from morning fill nig And write out our Spanish, but if Once every hour we order a coke, Until in the end we find we are broke: And when we are finished theolce But to keep it open we put up a fight. ak  IT CAN'T HAPPEN HERE Dear Tom: Come tomorrow evening sure. Dad but he is laid up with a very sore foot. Dear Mary: I can't come tomorrow evening, rm account of your father's sore foot. See. ") COMFORTS OF FRIENDSHIP ..... 'OhChe c6rrrfort, the inekpreslble comfort of feeling safe with apersov[ng neither to weigh nor measure words, but urircj them lrriTht out:just as they are, chaff and grain    :    , , . gefhe.;:..i....f e faffhful hand w, II fake and s,ft thpm, keep f- i keepincj, and wif the breath of cam- and says, "Bd, these grasshopper I smell and taste just like chicken Do you know what he said? He said, 'You re either drunk or they ARE chicken legs." Once when I was out west in the spaces, they had one of those of g[arrf grasshoppers. There were gr as big as chickens--yes, sir, that big, at even resembled chickens. It got to be and good target practice, too, to see of those pests a fetbw could shoot drove. Someone suggested that grassi mght make just as good eating as I didn't relish the idea, but one da, restaurant and on the menu they sticks." Well, 1 almost got up I felt sure that those would be grass But curiosity got the best of me, and self, I says, Ebenezer, you'll never chance to find out if grasshoppers victuals, and besides, if they've to cook them, you ought to have 'em once, anyhow. So I ups and tar of drumsticks. Well sir, I socked one of those drumsticks, fully expectir second, but the goshdarned thing at all. I took a good look at it. You just like a ctl[IFken leg. I smelled it, an smelled llke afried chicken leg. I tasted similar to chicken. I called the bride