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Harrisburg, February 12—Throckmorton P, Twillingford, an ardent
Democrat for lo these many years,
threw his hat on the floor in utter
disgust the other night as he listened to Grampaw Pettibone expound
on the advantages of a third party.
“Why there's nothing like it, Throck old boy,” Grampaw Pettibong :
was saying with his gray hair a-®
bristle. “Think of it - three candi-
dates to choose from instead of
just two. The more the merrier
and the more like our democratic
way of life. Wouldn't you rather
choose from three different suits of
clothes than just two? Surely you
can see—"’
“Pettibone, I'm one of those old-
line Democrats and I stand by the
party line,” Throckmorton P. Twil-
lingford cut in, his face red with
emotion, “and I don’t have any
hankering to see my party cut up
this-away and that-away by any
off-shoot trying to collect Demo-
cratic votes. I won’t stand for it,
I tell you, Pettibone.”
“Well then sit down,” shouted
irate Grampaw Pettibone.
“I won’t sit down,” Twillingford
retorted in a huff.
There was a pause while they
glowered at each other and then
Grampaw Pettibone with a shrug,
turned to his contemporary and
said:
“Now listen to me, Throck. I
was down at Republican head-
quarters yesterday chatting with a
few of the gents that claim they
run affairs in the GOP party in
Pennsylvania.
“They were chirping and glee-
fully slapping each other on the
back like a couple of school kids
who just let the air out of the tires
of the principal’s car. What were
they glowing over? I'll tell you.
“General Eisenhower has with-
drawn from the possibilities of a
Presidentiol candidate, and the
chances are if he had run, the Re-
publicans would have been in there
throwing their weight behind him
because they knew he was the best
candidate so far.
“But now the Republicans can go
their merry way. and select their
own gent to replace Harry. On
top of that the fact that Henry Wal-
lace had announced his candidacy
for President meant that there was
a good possibility he would make
a bid for Democratic, votes in his
third party support, having been a
Democrat himself at one time.
“Thus you can see where the
gentry in GOP headquarters have
a right to a little gloating. To them
it all looks like easy and sweet
sailing, which means they will have
the patronage platter well under
control in Pennsylvania.
“What you Democrats need is a
shot in both arms. Stop sitting down
and hollering. Get on your feet
and go into action.” :
“Pettibone, I've heard about
all—”’, Twillingford cut in with a
shake of his finger.
“Oh, stop blabbering and bend
an ear for a minute,” Grampaw
Pettibone roared, continuing:
“As I was saying, if you'd stop
yelling and do a little more work,
your Democratic friends might get
somewhere. Do you realize that
two years ago during the last legis-
lative election, there were more
than 20 counties where you didn’t
even have Democratic candidates
for the State House of Representa-
tives ?
“Think that over and then do
something about it. If you can’t
even put up candidates, you might
as well give up the idea of having
a Democratic Party. If I were you
and your Democratic friends, I'd
do less talking and more construc-
tive action!”
Lehman Parents Hear
Delet-Kanic On Alaska
Joseph Delet-Kanic, president of
Dallas Township Parent-Teacher As-
sociation, was the guest speaker at
the meeting of Lehman Parent-
Teacher Association on Monday
night. About 125 persons attended.
The speaker gave an illuminating
talk on Alaska where he was sta-
tioned during the war.
Other features of the program
were a cornet solo by Richard Weid-
ner; “Calliope Caper” by a group
of girls playing song flutes; and a
book report by Esther Ide, third
grade pupil.
The Letterman’s Club held a bake
‘sale in connection with the meeting
and made a profit of $75.
To Teach At Freeland
Rev. Harry Rundell of Noxen Tab-
ernacle will be the guest teacher
at Youth For Christ Rally at Free-
land Baptist Church next Wednes-
day, Thursday, Friday and Satur-
day.
erry
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OH, PROMISE ME
Dear Editor:
When you wrote the editorial in
last week’s Post (Oh, Promise Me”,
January 30th issue) you should
have had the attached. 4
It would be a good idea if every
newspaper printed this in each is-
| sue with a note that all promises,
Lif kept, will cost the taxpayers more
“than is gained.
Yours sincerely,
C. H. Matthews,
Dallas, R.F.D. 1
'@ The quotation which Mr. Mat-
thews encloses with his letter is
as follows: | —Editor
“It costs the powerful so little
to bestow mere words upon us, and
their power makes it so unneces-
sary for them to carry out the
fine promises which they have
made, that it is really true modesty
on their part not ‘to make even
more sweeping promises’
—La Bruyere.
NICE GOING
Dear Editor:
Papa says he will gladly exchange
the October 24th issue which was
inadvertently mailed him last week
for the January 23rd issue which it
replaced.
And the motto of this is, “Be
sure your sins will find you out.”
Your mailing crew would select a
pull a senanigan like this.
I want papa to get a smile out
of the old timers being set back on
their haunches as depicted in The
Pillar To Post and Barnyard col-
umns of that issue.
Mrs. T. M.. B. H.
Charleston, S. C. 7
FEELS CHEATED
Deat Mr. Risley:
Liked your column very much
this week. I have always felt cheat-
ed that I never knew any such
childhood. I was unfortunate en-
ough to have been raised in a sub-
urb where we didn’t have good
snow storms and I had no relatives
who lived on farms. I have always
felt very much cheated, so your
writeup this week fascinated me be-
cause I have never enjoyed scenes
such as you write about:
This typewriter is in a crazy
humor but I think you can read
most of it.
Yours,
Edith Blez.
February 2, 1948
@® But you did spend a summer
at that country hotel in New Eng-
land. It’s the same principle.
—Editor.
BRAVE WRITER
Dear Editor: # !
"It has long been 4 puzzle to some
of us why you ,6f all people, have
remained sileng’about the telephone
service in t community.. It can’t
ed your attention. This
nt service inconveniences
everybody and retards business.
As editor of the Post and presi-
dent of the businessmen you can
do nothing that would be appreci-
ated more by a patient public than
to agitate for decent service now.
Anon.
@ That's the trouble with the
public. It is so patient that it’s
even afraid to sign its name to
letters asking the editor to stick his
neck out. Just to prove that the
“patient” public is afraid to do what
it asks the editor to do, we'll pub-
lish next week every signed letter
we receive from a telephone user
who thinks the service isn’t what
it ought to be, but no more anony-
mous letters, thank you.—Editor.
Alcohol Never Did
To the Editor:
No man ever drank lard into his
tub, nor flour into his sack, nor
meal into his barrel, nor happiness
into his home, nor God into his soul.
No student ever drank himself
into a Cum Laude Scholastic Col-
lege Honor, athletic feat or skilled
art record in any field, whatsoever.
No person ever got his inspiration
for science or art from spirits.
The Russian pianist and singer,
Victor Seriff, said, “He had never
known ‘a single artist who used
alcohol as a source of help in per-
formance. The use of alcohol in
any form cannot be correlated with
art. That the drinking of alcohol-
ics within 24 hours of a concert
would render him unstable and un-
certain in his performance.”
No one ever drank himself into
the “Who's Who” column. It has
not been inherent with greatness
to drink as most of our great men
have been total abstainers, note
Lincoln, Gen. Robert E. Lee, Gen.
Harrison, Gen. Pershing, Gen. Mont-
gomery, Sergeant York, Capt. Colin
Kelley, Edison, Ford, Burbanks, Drs.
Mayo, Spencer Tracy, Jeanette Mc-
Donald, Lily Pons, Glenn Cummings,
Annette Kellerman, Amelia Earhart,
Miss Margaret Truman and the
new Miss America, neither smokes
or drinks.
(Continued on page three)
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MRS. T. M. B. HICKS
Mothers’ Club
Elects Officers
Mrs. Cedric Griffith
Is Named President
Officers for the coming ‘year were
elected at the meetifg of Kingston
Township :Footbally’ Mo s’ Club
held Tuesday evening at the home
of Mrs. Jacob Harrison.
Elected were Mrs. Cedric Griffith,
president; Mrs. Leo Carey, vice pres-
ident; Mrs. Fred Handley, secretary-
treasurer.
Reports were given on the recent
football banquet and on the sale
of Booster tickets. Plans were also
made for a Farmer Dance to be
held in the spring.
Luncheon was served to the fol-
lowing: Mrs. Cedric Griffith, Mrs.
Samuel Dilcer, Mrs. Lincoln Long,
Mrs. Leo Carey, Mrs. Philip Mosier,
Mrs. Fred Handley and the hostess,
Mrs. Jacob Harrison.
Valentine Dance
Girl Scouts of Carverton District
are sponsoring a Valentine Dance
at Kingston Township High School
Auditorium Saturday night. There
will be both farmer and modern
dances. Harry Waters orchestra
will play. Funds obtained from the
dance will be used to help send
worthy girls to Scout Camp this
summer.
~ Your Health _
A century ago, 92 out of every
100,000 people in the United States
died of typhoid fever.
What has occurred to this form-
erly serious health problem ?
There has not been a typhoid
death in Erie in twelve years.
Reading has not had a typhoid
death in five years.
The number of typhoid deaths
last year in 78 cities with a popu-
lation of almost 36,000,000 was
only 54.
Typhoid is not kept under con-
trol largely thyough proper sanita-
tion, sewage disposal, water purifi-
cation, pasteurization of milk, food
vaccination.
Most of the cases of typhoid fever
occur in the fall and in practically
all cases one attack gives lifelong
immunuity.
Typhoid is a prolonged disease
characterized by fever and. con-
siderable wasting and while deaths
occur, modern treatment has im-
proved the possibility of recovery.
Before pasteurization, many cases
of typhoid fever were the result
of milk-transmitted epidemics.
Oysters and lobsters were often
bred in sewage-polluted waters
which spread the disease.
Food-borne epidemics of typhoid
fever were frequently caused by the
infection being transmitted by a
“carrier”. :
A carrier may be a person who
has had the disease recently, or
some time in the past, or, possibly
who has no knowledge of having
had the disease.
“Typhoid Mary” was the most
famous of carriers, and, as a cook,
was responsible for more than 1300
cases of typhoid with many deaths
before it was discovered that she
was a carrier and had to be isolated.
In rural districts, the water sup-
ply is the chief source of possible
contamination with the typhoid
fever germ.
DO YOU KNOW 2.
In autumn and winter people re-
tire to their rooms to indulge in
reading, radio, or rummy.
The healthful recreations of sum-
mer give way to sedentary inaction.
The body needs exercise at all
times to give it tone and verve.
There is no better exercise for
everyone than walking, not merely
sauntering or strolling.
Not walking to break some record
—but to get out into the open,
breathe the fresh air, swing the
arms freely forward and back at
the sides and to have an apprecia-
tive look at one’s surroundings.
Walking is a fine leg conditioner;
it strengthens the stomach muscles,
reduces the waistline, and straight-
ens the back.
Start by walking, for the sake of
exercise, a mile the first day and
gradually increase the distance—
not too rapidly—until you are not
aware of how far you are walking.
Appetite will be improved and
sleep will be benefited.
Many philosophers, poets, and¢
statesmen have been ardent walk-
ers.
The mind clears as cares of the
moment are forgotten during a brisk
walk.
Truly, as the Poet Pope said, one
seems “to walk on wings and tread
on air.”
In All-State Band
Richard Glace, a senior at the
Kingston Township High School,
Trucksville, has won a position in
the All-State Band which is play-
ing at Elwood City, Pennsylvania on
Thursday, Friday and Saturday of
this week. Richard plays the clari-
net. Dr. Frank Simon will be guest
conductor for the concerts.
Hospital Patient
Isaac Elston is a patient at Gen-
eral Hospital where he is a patient
of Dr. Sherman Schooley in the
same room vacated by Mrs. I. L.
Brace on Wednesday.
Country Flavor
DRIED APPLE PIES
The countryman wishes to em-
phasize he is not fussy about his
foods — merely particular. He feels
he is justified in his adamant po-
sition in an era when the ladies
toss parsley indiscriminantly over
meats and mashed potatoes; when
they concoct doodaddish salads and
perch red cherries on the peaks.
It is getting to the place where a
man cannot be sure that his beef
stew will have sweet potatoes in
it or his bean soup have just a
dash of maple syrup to bring out
that subtle, bland deliciousness. One
has to argue to insure a peal of
crisp-fried, flour-covered sait pork,
milk gravy and boiled potatoes. A
bowlful of hulled corn in hot salted
milk for supper is a rarity today.
The final straw is the low estate
to which dried apple pies have
descended in the culinary scale.
Of course one wants fresh apple
pies most of the time but occa-
sionally a man gets a hankering
for a quarter of a deep-dish dried
apple pie made the way Mother
knew how. Each fall she planned
to peel, quarter, core, slice and
dry two or three bushels of North-
ern Spies. The apples had to be
prepared at just the right moment
before they were too ripe, yet full
makes the Spy the best of all the
2,500 named varieties of apples.
The slices were strung on linen
thread and hung on the porch to
dry and wither in October's sun
and frost. Then they were stored
in paper bags in the attic near the
chimney.
An artist’s touch, an understand-
ing heart and cheerful disposition
are necessary to the perfect amal-
gamation of a topflight dried apple
pie. The slices must be soaked for
several hours in cold water. Both
top and bottom crusts must be
rich and short. Plenty of maple
sugar must be spread on the bot-
tom crust so it will be crisp, sweet
and crunchy. Make the pie deep,
at least an inch and three six-
teenths. Be generous with the cin-
namon and nutmeg. Use a little
lemon juice to bring out the apple
flavor. Spread a whiffle of flour
and white sugar over the apples
and just before the top crust is
tucked on, scatter half a ‘dozen
pieces of sharp cheese the size of
a bluebird’s egg. Puncture the top
so the golden-brown rich juices
can bubble up. Serve piping hot
from the oven and pour over the
wedge a half cupful of rich cream.
When a man ends a day with a
piece of that kind of apple pie he
of flavor and deliciousness that
can face the future with equanimity.
inspection, and by means of typhoid |’
3 Barnyard Notes |
Ralph Rood was definitely puzzled over the weekend. Flicka was
off her feed. Friday night she nibbled indifferently at the oats in
her iron manger. ‘Feeding two”, Flicka has a robust pony appetite.
Usually she licks the platter clean. When she refused to eat her
oats again on Saturday, Ralph was worried. Maybe a thorn had
lodged in her gums making eating painful. He led her from the
stall and tried to examine her mouth; but Flicka shook her stub-
born head and refused to open up. os
Again on Sunday she backed away from her manger, pawed with
her front foot and refused her oats; but on Monday she ate every-
thing except a thin coating which she left on the insidé of the bowl.
“That's odd,” thought Ralph, “why doesn’t she eat them all?” It
was the same at the next feeding, and the next, and the next.
Flicka continued to leave the last of the oats in the manger. Not
once did she stick out her long pink tongue, lick up the final rem-
nants. Then it became clear why Miss Stubborn refused her oats
on Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Somewhere in her experience
she had burned her moist tongue against the sides of the frigid iron
manger. With temperatures below zero, the cruel metallic chill had
trapped her tongue and torn off some of the surface skin. That was
a new experience, one not usually associated with her delicious oats;
and Flicka remembered it. If they had bitten her tongue once, they
might do it again. She let them alone testing them out cautiously
until hunger forced her to take a longer chance. She had learned
her lesson well.
The man who installed those iron mangers in our barn must have
had a protected boyhood or he would never have been so thoughtless.
The iron railing near Dr. Tewksbury’s dental office in Tunkhannock
taught us that lesson one frosty morning more than forty years ago.
Part of our tongue is still there—or was—when we ran yelling home
that bitter winter day. Like Flicka, it was a lesson we had te learn
—the hard way.
Here we go again boys, we just ordered another twenty-five pounds
of sunflower seeds. Feeding the birds costs money. :
To date Burpee’s have sent us twenty-five seed catalogues. ‘We
wish they'd send us fewer catalogues and cut the prices of tuberous
rooted Begonia Bulbs. Seems to us that would be sense.
“Man does not live by bread alone.” Bernie Williamson thinks
we're nuts. Every Saturday afternoon when he delivers an extra
supply of manna for the Sabbath we're listening to the opera. Like
the Israelites we've been wandering in the wilderness for forty years;
never listening to the opera and concentrating instead on an extra
loaf for Sunday. Funny how unimportant bread becomes when its
delivered in the middle of a Lily Pons aria.
We'll admit, we know nothing of the opera and can’t understand
a word the artists sing; but we never will if the Saturday traffic and
telephone calls continue as they have at the Barnyard.
We have a friend who every Saturday afternoon stuffs the door
bell with cotton, takes the telephone off the receiver, gives his two
kids a dollar a piece to go to the movies; tells his wife he'll ehoke her
if she runs the vacuum cleaner; locks the doors to the Living room
and turns on the radio. It’s a good system but twice, now, his wife
has had to hammer the door to wake him up for supper. Culture
comes high in the hinterland.
If you've grown a little tired of “Take it or Leave It”; “People are
Funny” and “Soap Opera”, send four bucks to the Metropolitan Opera
Guild, 654 Madison Avenue, New York 21, for Opera News, the little
magazine that will guide you through the Saturday afternoon Opera
Broadcasts. Don’t be like the fellow who said he didn’t like bananas.
He’d never tasted them.
The harder our stoker grinds through the last ton of coal Narti
Berti delivered to our bin, the louder sings our family of crickets.
Before our mother-in-law left for the fairer land of Florida, she gave
us parting warning: “Get rid of those crickets or you won’t have any
clothes.” She shoved the flit.,gun in our hands. : !
We don’t subscribe pho: | philosophy that everytiing t ‘sings
or moves should be shot with a gun, sprayed with Flt, or weighted
with a brick and thrown in the river. i : 2
We're fond of those crickets, although we'll have to admit we
bargained for one and now have a couple of generations.
How we got the first cricket is a story in itself. Christmas Eve
when two husky New York truckers delivered a new living room
chair at our house, we unpacked it in our excitement in the front
room. Excelsior and bits of paper scattered all over the floor. It
was our painful chore to sweep up the debris and in the process we
found a half starved cricket. ‘Step on it” shouted Granny. We
rebelled. Showing our masculine indifference to her command, we
swept him carefuly on the dustpan and carried him gently to the
cellar. There we put him carefully in a crack in the whitewashed
wall. He took to the place quickly, brushed his feelers, and scamper-
ed away. Born and bred in New York City, he was as much at home
in the country as the spring peepers in Warren Reed’s swail. :
Where we made our mistake was in our snap judgment of the
critter’s fecundity. Within two weeks there were a dozen small
crickets in the cellar. Now the whole family chirps its hearts out
whenever the stoker runs. We can hear them nights singing there
in the coal bin while we're reading in the library. The harder the
winter winds blow, the more cheery is their song. ; :
Folks who use Flit guns can spend their winters in Florida swatting
mosquitos. As for us we find contentment at home listening to our
family of crickets. = 1
Ralph Sands called us out of bed Monday night. Orchard Lane
Rag Apple Belle, his prize two-year-old Holstein, had given birth
to a pair of twins; Sandsdale Rag Apple Jack and Sandsdale Rag
Apple Jill. If Ralph, himself, had been the parent of triplets he
couldn’t have been happier. Rag Apple Belle’s record is 14,176
pounds of milk and 529 pounds of butterfat. a
“Never stick your tongue on metal in the winter.”
“
Principals Meet
‘Supervising principals of Back
Mountain schools and their wives
were entertained for their monthly
meeting at the home of Prof. and
Mrs. Dallas
Township. Attending were: Prof.
and Mrs. H. L. Hendricks of Leh-
man; Prof. and Mrs. George Taylor,
Lake, and Prof. and Mrs. Charles
James, Dallas Borough.
Raymond Kuhnert,
Entertains Card Club
Mrs. Clifford Ide of Parrish street
entertained her pinochle club on
Wednesday afternoon. Prize win-
ners were Mrs. William Wilson and
Mrs. Zigmond Harmond.
Attending were: Mrs. Charles
Stookey, Mrs. Edwin Nelson, Mrs.
Walter Davis, Mrs Henry. Welsh,
Mrs. Joseph Adametz, Mrs. Sterling
Mead, Mrs. Zigmond Harmond and
the hostess.
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