The Norfolk weekly news-journal. (Norfolk, Neb.) 1900-19??, 1911-12-15

edition Of The News goes to press
we're just little bit balder and a
little bit greyer than We were before.
One might logically conclude from
| that, that the only way to keep from
getting bald completely, would be TO
stop the presses. But when we think
OF several million anxious readers,
! going without their meals until the pa.
per comes, we're willing to let the
pressman turn on the motor and grind
! out our hair Now that's what you
| might call sacrifice.
It's queer what indications will inn
press ones mind in connection with
| certain dates. We never can think Of
| Dec. IL without remembering that
| twenty years ago it was Bobby Why
mans birthday We always felt ser
iousy handicapped by the fact that he
was twelve days the older, and it made
| a profound impression that still sticks.
But even at that, i'm spite of his
| twelve day advantage in age we sue.
| ceeded at the age of . in beating
him out of his girl-if we do say It
ourself. Her birthday was still few
| days latcr-Jan. 4, to be exact.
We got his goat at a stilt-walking
party one Saturday afternoon. SHE
wore little red coat that afternoon.
We've always nad a sneaking notion
that the fact that we owned camera
that could take good pictures, cut quite
! figure in the battle.
We tremble as Sunday morning
| draws near-Sunday morning break
| fast, with the battle to be fought out
over the issue: ITO eat buCkwheat
| cakes or not to eat EN- that is the
question. To dream, perchance to die
etc"
We don't know as it's hardly fair
to tempt us by having EN- on the
table at all, but we have grave fears
| they'll be there.
There's this to be said, of course,
| about eating EN-: Having played golf
all week, the stomach in question
| might be better able to take care of
| EN- now than last week. Still, were
solved not to touch 'em again-not
ever.
We rather live in Norfolk than in
California or Italy, from a climatic
| viewpoint, if this would only keep up.
When you see man dragging his
! feet down town at 8 a. m, his Shout
| ders dropping, his eyes sunken, his
| face pale and his spirits gone, it's a
sign that he MAY have been walking
the floor with the baby all night, but
| he PROBABLY has been trying for
| half an hour to crank his car-and
has given up from exhaustion.
No, that didn't mean us. Owing to
that November freeze we haven't had
| month. And we hate like the deuce to
miss out on all this fine weather, take
it from us.
We no sooner get out of one polit-
| ical campaign than We get into an
! other. Here they're already announc-
ing themselves for governor, etc, in
Nebraska, for the next primary.
| ctil nj In
one man in our neighborhood, on the
strength of the first daughter az his
house several months ago
! Now that just shows how much, or
how little, these darn resolutions
amount to. Here we are, in spite of
everything, back on the buckwheat
cakes again. And with clenched fists
we vowed for a week that we'd never,
never, never touch 'em again.
1t makes us feel sympathetic for the
poor cuss who tries to stop drinking
and cant-only we presume the wa
| ter wagon is even harder to ride, af-
ter you've been used to falling Off
1t shows, too, just what man will
do in the face of temptation. We have
less disregard for old man Adam than
We had week ago.
| We could forgive him completely, if
it had only been b. c., instead of a Cal.
ifornia apple that Adam fell for.
Here's "YeIIoW" journalism.
It's on us Cor rather it was), but we
have to tell it.
At a. m. linotype operator said
you didn't have buckwheat cakes this
morning. You had soft boiled eggs"