The Semi-weekly leader., 1912-02-07
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70 Wander on Home 4tbIs
and Foreign Shore

Some say it is and some say it
amt" Some say you can and
others say you can't Some say
you shall and some say you shan't.
Now what are you goinq to do?
The longer we live. the older we
are. and the closer we observe the
more we learn. But we have solv.
ed the one important question of
getting through life without a lot
of unnecessary bitches. Have .
few simple, commol-sense rules
and adhere strictly to those rules.
and you will escape many bump
and glide through life much easier
than those who have no rules to
| live by.
Yes. it's funny! But it is not
the part of the we'll bred to laugh
at the fellow who is sore But
contidentiaIly. we laugh. when all
alone, until the tears trickle down
our face and saturate our shirt
front, at the fellow who. perched
on the limb of a tree with saw in
hand, deliberately saws off the
limb between himself and the body
of the tree. Many supposedly
shrewd fellow has done that same
trick.
While some things are funny.
other things are curious and even
wonderful You will find no two
individuals of the big human fami-
ly exactly alike in every respect.
You Will find no two communities
identically the same in customs.
No two periodicals have the same
style and appearance No two
writers have the same construction
and expression. Every writer has
his peculiar style. and the style.
like the hand writing, is easily
recognizable if you have become
acquainted with it. Even if there
were no heading or nom de plume,
we would easily recognize the style
and ingenious construction of a
correspondent for the Lawrence
County Progressive Star. We
shivered with laughter when we
read it
We've seen the comedy. the
farce. the circus, with its ring
master" and several other enter
tainments. but we saw the whole
thing combines last Saturday when
we attended the farmers and busi-
ness men S boil weevil cotton PROV
ing meeting held at the City Hall
But grown-ups are nothing but
children after all. You know how
children are; they seldom remain
together any length of time with
out fuss" over their play house
or little games. Now, you boys
must play nice. You are playing
farmers and business men and some
of you want to play making cotton
to- sell as one enthusiast insisted.
even it it brought only two cents a
pound! He evidently believes in
selling cotton at any price Under
weevil conditions you need 16ieUHts
per pound to cover a part of the
expense attached to making the |
stuff. But do as you please, that's |
what we're going to do so long as
we're not owing the other fellow.
One report comes to us that the |
farmers are well fortified finan-
ciaIIy. But it's the same old |
thing Reports will vary Some |
say it is and some say it amt 1T
is" sounds smooth aud pleasant to
the ear. but we are inclined to
think that amt" is the most ap-
propriate as applies to the above
subject But suppose that every
farmer in Lincoln county had
money in the bank; is the bank
the place for it if the investment
pays better on your farm? Any 40
acre farm demands an expenditure
of from 10 to Is thousand dollars
for improvements. Your little
bank account is not much credit to
your business management unless
you pay back to the farm at least
as much as you took from it. Your
bank certificate pays you per cent
while the farm would pay you Is
per cent for the same amount. If |
Lincoln county soil is as good as
boosters claim that it is. then it
can be made as good again as it is
now if you will give to it what is
due But again. we tell you to do
as you please. We're not your
boss; and, thank goodness. you're
not ours.
We are anxiously awaiting one
of those balmy sprlDg days with
cloudIess sky. and the verdure shyIy
peeping forth and all nature has a
dreamy appearance; when the in
dustrious hen comes from her nest
cacklIng loudly, "One-one-one
eggl one-egg H. When the blue
bird sounds its modest note as it
flies to the ground and picks1np a
worm that is exposed to view by |
the plow; when the imprudent
black snake rears its head high
above the ground and darts its
forked tongue in a bullying manner
at you; when all living things are
stirring and the dead lie peacefully |
ID the friendly earth. Such day
seems to harmonic all things, and
it is stony heart that does not
melt at the great love and wondrous
work of Almighty God. /