The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1880-08-05
MEME.
August 3rd. 1850.

August ORD, 1851.
Many reople are here from Chicago,
Milwaukee and other southern cities,
frustrating during the hot spell.
st. Isidor's church is without q pastor
since the death of Father Cory in May
last. People here think that it is about
time that their spiritual welfare should
be looked after.
School meetings in the rural districts
will take place the last Monday of this
month. Light taxes, small wages and
short terms will probably be the order of
the day. The failure of the crops viii
be urged as an all powerful excuse for
this programme.
People hereabouts are watching with
great interest the fortyday's fast of DIR.
Tanner. "What man has done man can
do, is a motto as old as the hills. If
Tanner succeeds in fasting six weeks
others can do the same and probably 60
him one better when they get used to it.
Then we can say to the chinch bug, "do
your d-est, well live in spite of your
teethl"
Mr.. Walterbach contemplates resign
ing his position as postmaster of Osman.
This is to be regretted as he made very
efficient and obliging officer. Small pay
and heavy assessments for the election of
the Rev. Mr.. Garfield are the reasons
which will cause the preparation of the
rash act.
Many of the teachers who have attend
ed the institute in Manitowoc have re-
turned, neither wiser nor better men.
They claim that angles, triangles, paral-
kilograms and diagonals were taught in
stead of the four cardinal rules of arith-
metic. They think it would be much
better for teacher to know how to ''add,
multiply and subtract" than to be able
to waltz through the mazes of ''higher
mathematics, beneficial only to devout
astronomers and reckless seacaptains.
And perhaps they are right.
The few scattering republicans who re-
side in this locality are thoroughly dis
gusted with the nomination of Garfield.
They say that for the paltry, insignificant
sum of 1929, he 'soId out" Sir Horace
Walpole once SAID that ''every man had
his price" but we gods, what would he
have said had he known that the standard
bearer of the great republican party
should barter his sacred honor for such a
miserable amount of filthy lucre. The
intelligent republicans of this locality
will not support man with such dam
aging record.
In the almost universal ruin of the
wheat crop it is pleasing to note the name
of one whose intelligence and knowledge
of his profession enabled him to prove
more than match for the willy, little
chinch bug. Peter Brady is the man.
Last spring he scattered salt over his
ample wheat fields while his neighbors
looked on and laughed. But Peter let
them laugh and kept on shaking the salt.
He knew what he was about. The salt
took effect from and after that date.
Time rolled on. The chinch bugs final
ly appeared as numberless as the sands
of the sea. They got in to Peters fields.
They staid there oyer night. They ate
of the earth and things that were ;mpreg
mated with salt. A tremendous, mex
tinguishable thirst seized every mothers
son of them. In the morning they took
a bee line for the nearest water. In due
season they got there. And there thew
drank and drank and drank again until
abused nature could hold out no longer.
Every one Of them busted And their
carcasses can be counted by the billion
on the banks of that fatal stream. But
Peters wheat was saved. He has a
splendid, old fashioned crop, the only
one of any comparative value within a
radius of many miles As a natural con-
sequence there will be o great demand
for salt here next spring.