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The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1912-05-03

Ampley went upstairs to bed a lit
tie later, murmuring contradictory
things under his breath about the
green leaves plucked by his wife a
few hours before out at the club.
Then presently he yelled. So weird
and alarmed was his cry that Mrs
Ampley came running to his assist
ance.
When she got the room light turned
on she discovered Ampley crouching
with blanched face near the bed. on
which he evidently had placed his
hand. And he had thrust 1t into the
midst of a bunch of warm, furry, live
things-four cats ensconsed upon
Mrs. Ampley's carelessly bestowed
sweater, the pockets of which they
had been contentedly rifiing. One cat
was chewing a leaf and it winked al
Ampley joyously. All of them were
purring in a dissipated fashion.
Turning. Ampley met his wife's tri
umphant eye. "We-e-ell," he SAID
weakly, maybe it is catnip."
The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1912-05-03

bother about it,
Miss Connolly included the group in
a comprehensive wink.
"Girlies," she said, "aiI't il funny
how bein' in love makes some folks
get sore so asy? Now, thought when
Name really got her hooks on Joe
she'd be so tickled that she'd be
sweetern pie. My I'm disappoint-
ed"
Miss Peterson bit her lip angrily
Miss Frizkie broke into the converse
ton with the laudable object of
smoothing the troubled waters.
Say, girlies," she cried, eagerly,
you'd ought TO see the couple Of
swell willow plumes Name got of the
sale W, in the millinery today. Peach
est"
Willow plumes!" calculated Miss
Larson, who up to this time had been
giving her undivided attention to her
luncheon. Say, you are goin some,
amt you, Name? Who's goin' to get
| Joe's supper while you're settin' round
In your pink net tunics and willow
plumes?"
why, amt you ashamed of your
self, Stell Laron?" broke in Miss Con-
nelly. Where did you get such com
mon ideas? Didn't you know Joe s
took suite at the SWEETEST hotel in
town for the winter? You don't sup
pose he expects Name to do anything
so unladylike as her own cookin'
You'd better confine yourself to max
in noises like a deaf and dumb party
If you don't know nc better'n that"
"Oh, pickles!" shifted Miss Larson
You talk like fish, Nell Connolly
But, on the square, Name, | should
think you'd rather wait while on
the chance of locatin' a fellow who
could, maybe buy you some clothes
after twenty years or So instead OF
stockin up for the rest of your life"
We'll, if it comes to that, Stell Lar.
son." said Miss Peterson, tensely, Il
don't know as that pinhead see you
comm down on tho car with ever
day looks like he was goin' to be able
to buy swell clothes any more than
other folks friends"
"Oh, cut it, folks" interrupted Miss
Frizkie. Seems like this bunchid
ought to be able to get together once
In while without scrappin'."
Miss Connolly nodded approvingly
That's where you soaked the tack on
the bean, Jen," she said. Merry lit
tie sunbeams like us ought to be able
20 have a quiet, friendly meet without
endin' up in sluggin' match. But
on the level, Name" she added, turn
ing to Miss Peterson, when are you
and Joe plannin' to pull off that LITTLE
matrimonial celebration"
II don't knows you need worry
about it," snapped Miss Peterson
"Oh, | amt goin to bother none,
returned Miss Connolly. But it hurts
me to see nice, industrious girl like
you work so hard to land fellow and
have such awful poor luck. There
amt anything / wouldn't do 10 helr
you. Now, if you get a strange hole
on him some time and don't dare LEI
go for fear he'll ditch you, you sent
me hurry up call and I'll be ticklet
to come around and hang on to hin
while you run and get the preacher.
Miss Peterson rose so suddenly tina
her chair fell over with crash.
Look here, Nell Connolly" she
said, furiously, some day you'll fine
you're altogether too smart. | wan
you to understand that | don't picl
fights with nobody. because that ain
my nature, but when | do scrap
The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1912-05-03

Miss Peterson rose so suddenly that
her chair fell over with a crash.
Look here, Nell Connolly" she
said, furiously, some day you'll find
you're altogether too smart. | want
you to understand that | don't pick
fights with nobody, because that amt
my nature, but when l do scrap
scrap to a finish. It's about time for
you to quit this funny business. :.
suppose you think you make a terrible
hit with your smart remarks, but /
could tell you some different
Anyway, when | get as old as some
folks maybe I'll have to call in some
body to help me land a fellow. When
| get as old as some folks | hope III
know enough to mind my own bust
ness"
With this luminous speech Miss Pc.
terson gave the PROSTATE chair a kick
and flounced away.
"Meanin everybody excepted excep.
present company" remarked Miss Con,
nelly, calmly. Girls. pass me Name 6
pie that she forgot to eat"
Norwich bulletin., 1912-06-01
THE TROUBLE WITH BUsYBooYTs
 HENS.

Dear Sister Busybody: Your hens have Timber neck. The symptoms are:
 Fowls cannot hold their heads straight,
 they twist them around and stagRer. This condition is caused by the fowls eating putrid animal matter. It ia necessary that birds be confined so as to keep them from the original cause, and that the premises be diligently searched for dead fowls. animals, etc. and when found that they be burned
 and the immediate location be thor oughly disinfected and birds dying l from Timber neck should be burned
 at once At first I cut the heads oft when I found one with the disease, until I had a nice hen which l didn't
 want to lose, so thought I would try to save it and had the hen out of the hospital in a few days as well as ever. 1 gave nothing to eat at niEhA 1 and the next morning I gave a tabie- l spoon of turpentine to moisten the enE | tire inside of the crop. About 1e ] minutes after giving the turpentina
 pour warm water down the throat into crop until 1t is completely filled, then
 held the bird by the feet and gradually
 work the entire contents of the crop | through the mouth. l washed tho crop twice, then gave two tablespoopH castor oil and two of milk. Keep ln
 quiet place and feed lightly with
 Peggy Anne: Not yet. You will
 have to guess again. think you must
 mean my cousin, who Is a minister.
 Waterford. MA
Norwich bulletin., 1912-06-01
QUICKLY MADE WAIST BUTTONS.

Mir. Editor and Social Fvlksi Do nny of you know about necessity being the mother of invegtiogl7" Ny shirt buttons are a sRmple-wafst all finish ed but buttons! Invitation eat, other waist seiled. 1t being evening, pinned waist, toek empty spool and fun spool of white crochet cotton, long saendsr darning needle and small pair of sCls- sOrs and pasteboard box cover and dI pins ip my handbag. After sitting down tstuch the pins rotlnd one end of sp6ol, made loop of the thread rO2zA each pin, passed thread outside pins, took darning needle, pulled One loop at a time ever my thread, went around IA times, broke Of1 my t2Teed, put the thread into needle and p0Bsgd 1t loose ly through sach st1ABh at tho top. Th@ threaded the other thread at the etAeg end and passed it up through ths mi1- dle. cut ten pieces of pasteBoard size of a dime, pat my needle throuHA middle of two, then put noodle and thread through the stitches at top, same as I did the other thread, only the opposite way, making the threads meet; tied thread once and put toe needle and each thread thrUugn front side of waist the next morning and tied the ends. ! made i've butkonA ell l needed that evening. One can unite them when ironing and get a smoother | finish. 1 made a set this week from rayeiings of . siTk waist and stuffed them with the tiny bits which one l trims off round srmholes and neck. | Quite pretty. J. EFT. Yantfp
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ANSWERS AND INQUIRIES.

SYMPATHY-Th card was for warded as you directed. The Wide Awake Circle does not encourage dis honesty, and Uncle Jed is aware many stories are not original. but if they are expressed in the childs own way there is no objection to that. Our rule in re- gard to this is, if the manuscript is clean and neat and creditable to the child, to award a prize book. The Wide-Awake Circle prefers simple lit tie stories, as children tell them, of their daily life, and most of the books are awarded to these writers. The children make very interesting page, and very few of them are dishonest. The child who cheats injures itself, not The Bulletin. Let your little boy write If he desires to. No harm can come to him under the supervision of such a mother.
 A YOUNG MOTHER-The postal was mailed to you.
 DAUGHTER-Th postal card has been forwarded to Buttercup.
 F. E. P.-Papers left for mailing have remarks written on margin-a violation of the postal laws, and calls for letter postage.
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SOCIAL CORNER POEM.
Re a Friend to q Man.

Tkere are hermit souls that live with
 drawn Fn the place of their self f-content; There are souls like stars, that dwell apart
 In a fellowless Armament; There are pioneer souls. that blaze
 their paths Where highways never ran But let me live by the side of the
 road,
 And be friend to man. Let me live in house by the side of
 the road, Where the race of men go by, The men who are good and the men
 who are bad As good and as bad as I. would not sit in the scorner's seat, Or hurl the cynic's ban Let me live in a house by the side of
 the road, And be a friend to man. see from my house by the side of the
 road
 By the side of the highway of life. The men who press with the ardor of The men who are faint with the
 strife; But turn not away from their smiles
 nor their tears, Both parts of an infinite plan Let me live in my house by the side
 of the road, And be a friend to man.
 Sam Walter Foss. (Sent in by Getrrude)
Norwich bulletin., 1912-06-01
PIGS AND OTHER THINGS
By Ma

Say, how does yer hens lay this spring? Well, she wus tu heme, and we went way down town to MT. Swartzberger's meat market to git sum pig pork to salt down. It's real nice to cook with greens an garden sass. It tastes real good-not like hog pork.
 Wien we get there we went right in an sez!
 +Geod mernin'; MT. swartzberger, Got any nice little pig pork tu sell? had sum last year from MT. Bullinses' farm. I like MT. Bullinses' pork. It's So sweet an nice. When will yeu be havin' any of MT. Bullinses' pork?"
 He sez: Lady, that's Mir. Bullinses' pork, right there, you're leokin att Turnin' to my sister, 1 sez:
 Now, ain't that nice? I can get 1t today an not bother cumln' down again"
 sez: How much is it?" an I thought the price was a little steep, so sez: I guess you'll shade that little, won't you?" (Pa allus sez that when he's buyin' kows an horses.)
 MT. Swartzberger sez: Now, lady you don't want no swil-fed pork, do you7"
 No; course notl" lnGS6 are EId4u-A anu 9l course cost little more"
 Well, thought I'd better look aroun a little to see If 1 couldn't do better, We went into another store an ] was wise on the feed business SC after looking at sum l sez I like MT. Bull linses' pork, it is so sweet.
 He sez: Lady, that pork you're look in at right there's Mr. Bullinses' pork l sez: You don't say2"
 An sez tu my sister Now, ain't that nicer"
 When he told me the price 1t wa, | higher than MT. Swartzberger's, an then I put on wise look an sez: What was these pigs fed on?"
 He looks at me minnit an sez: | "Oh, chestnutsl"
 I sez tu my sister: Did you evel | hear tell O chestnut-fed pigs?" 1 She sez: "No. but we've ct acorn -fe( i pigs. l s'pose there ain't much differ. | ence."
 We'll, I went back to MT. swartzber ! gers an bought sum O Mir. BulIinses', l porlS-it Is so sweet It didn't seen | to be quite so good as usual, so wher l l met MT. Bulllns I sez:
 Say, your pork wasn't quite sC good this year. ] guess cause you fec | 'em on chestnuts."
 He sez: Why, what do you mean 9 I sez: 'T mean that I bought some O your pork of MT. Swartzberger."
 He sez: T didn't sell no pork thi spring."
 An I sez: "As my boy would say What do you know about thatT"
 P. S.-Read carefully. Say. we've 20 a little calf. He's soIcunnin' he make us laff. He's a winner. We've name ] him Taft.
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of the June crop of balls of varying sizes, sold at fancy prices, and as un- fit for human consumption as so many wax marbles. They are drenched with melted butter, to get the flavor they lack in themselves. Then mothers marvel that the rate of infant mortal ity and illness in general runs up so high in the 'leafy month of June.'
 Nature is a faithful teacher to one who has studied her methods, her moods and lenses. In nothing is she more faithful than in indicating what men and women should eat at certain times and seasons. As plainly as if she had made audible proclamation in the market place, she ordains that the | first course of the spring menu shall be salads, trifle tart; they correct biiary secretions, or throw them off, and quicken appetite. Next come | fruits and berries, easy of digestion, pleasantly alterative, delicious to the palate; they at once supply a "course of spring medicine and gratify our longing for something more delicate and stimulating than the grosser foods upon which we have lived for half a year.
 (To be continued1
 CENTENNIAL SQUARE.
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Pas sister, what lives in the city says there must be times in a farmer s he when the outside world calls loudly But me and pa ain't seen no such time Nit, maybe. we will.
 We wouldn't go off the farm if 1t Warnt for gittin feed for the critters and sellin aigs and vegetables. When we do go the llows is allus gittin' out, or suthin' or nuther gits upset.
 We'll last week wus one O them times. I had to do go to town to du a lot O tradln'. Well, jest as I got onto State street and took my weight out to hitch, as I allus had, policeman comes up an sez:
 Cant hitch here. You're headed the wrong way. You're on the wrong head up, left side head down."
 We'll I didn't know what he was talkin' about, anyway. I sez:
 T guess I know what side O the street I want to be on, without you tellin' me. I allus have hitched here. Where shall l hitch when I cum to town?"
 He sez: "Over on some side street."
 Well" I sez, If body's got to back all their bundles they'd better leave their teams to home. I spose you want the room for them old au- tomoTbiles that kills folks off so We can't take no comfort ridim no more sense they come round here"
 Say, cows Is high, ain't they?' says he.
 Well, l sot there quite a spell-jest es longs I wanted tu, and then l drove acrost the street an staid there till 1 got good an ready tu go; and he dldn | say nuthin'. neither.
 There was sum young fellers stand in there. They wus grinnin' to hear me taIkin' to him. Course they didn' t laff; but I guess they thought I wus good for him. I was mad. but-gosh! ]! wus too much of lady to show it.
 Now, If it had a-been anybody like pa I'd a-sailed into him. l heard a man talkin' an wavin' his hands in front of a. crowd, an I heard him say sumethin' about "our beautiful har- bor." Jest then I went into store tn procure some sassage, so l sez to the feuer I wus tradin' with:
 What they goin' tu du. fix up the herbor? There's a man out there said sUmpthin about our beautiful harbor"
 No" he sez, that's one O them city fathers spoutln'-they alters say that"
 Well, then I went down tu git my sister to go out with me an show me aroun', as I wouldn't ask no police man where I wanted to find a street No, I'd git lost first, besides I wouldn't want 'em to know I was frum the country. I brace right up in the city and you'd never know but I knew all the city ways. I did git lost two or three times; once when I wus lookin for GaIloWs lane.
Norwich bulletin., 1912-06-01
A USE FOR WORCESTER SALT
 BAGS.

Dear Editor: A happy thought has struck me regarding that piReouhole. Just offer a prize for the StcrteSt let ter. and t would look hungry in no time for, of course, all the cornegftea will wish to compete.
 Betsy BObbett: AIlUw me to eOn- gratulats you. Your story waS fine. Also, Shut-Ine "sky Hlds to Maine Sorry you did not call for me. though. Hulda: You did not soswer my questions. Is it because guessed right?
 What has become of Frozen? It must be warm down tl1nt way now.
 Sisters: Let me tell you what I do with Worcester salt baes. Tho 10 and 16 cent sizes. I wash them in cold water and put to boil in cold water and hard soap to take out the print then hem or machine and have nice soft handkerch1efs for the chIldren's 2 use. Just as good as better ones to lose. My children are always losing their bandkerchiefs This letter is brief, not because of conscisntiuus thought of that stuffed pigeonhole, but because l haven't time to write more.
 MAINE LOVER.
Norwich bulletin., 1912-06-01
FRANKS DELIGHTFUL RIDE.

Editor Social Corner and Sisters: do enjoy all the letters and stories of the Social Corner.
 Granite State Shut-In: We are giad to have you in the Social Corner.
 Dear Shut-In: I was over1oyed with the sky ride. It was grand. We Shut 1ns, seated side by side. sailing around the stars that twinkle so at night Three cheers to the Professor s0d bis a1rship
 Ready. dear: Thanks for Willipnantin card. If a rap comes at your door it is l, be not afraid. Shall be just de- lighted to wipe your dishes.
 Ma: I have some little chicks. IF they take on age to be gsrnished in sage, you are all invited.
 1 close not forgetting any of you CorneTites FRANK.
 Moosup.
Norwich bulletin., 1912-06-01

him this time; and shall treasure my first earnings from writing.
 Glenwood: Have tried to get q elew from your letters now wonder if your initials are R. R.? And did we attend a little kitchen dance in.-the winter of 1905. Am sure 1 knew Faye Verna.
 I do think children should have chance to earn their spending money. My 10-year-old boy has regular amount of work to do each day, and receives a given sum each week. For extra work he has a few extra pen nies, and when he fails te do his work we make reduction accordingly, thereby avoiding any tendency to shiFk.
 I was greatly troubled since he was very small by careless habit of leav- ing his clothes on chairs CT Heer, though I have always had him put them away since be was old enough to do 1t; and right there came the trouble-must I always tell him in or der to have it done? Sc told him was going to deduct a cent each time had to hang up his coats, etc. At first I got a good many pennies but now seldom get one from him It is giving him a good habit. and also JGdCulDS ullu lO lHalA 4OI 4iAI4lSS1La
 I would like to ask the sisters If they approve of the Wide Awake Cir cle in The Bulletin. i allowed my boy to write, at the beginning of this de- pertinent, but as time went on I saw so many copied stories which were supposed to be original, that l have decided not to allow him to continue writing, lest the temptation to copy comes to him also In the desire to win book, the boys and girls should rot copy word for word, as one story in this mornings paper was. Little original stories and letters written are 8 great help to the chill dIen; and the talks Uncle Jed gives to them each week ere fine and in struetiye too. l think the mothers should be very watehful of the writ | ings; and even then the opportunity comes so easily to copy as the school readers have so many Nnice little stor- | ies which most mothers have not read {: and so do not realize that they are | copied.
 Elizabeth: Many thanks for the pretty card.
 do not seem inspired with any helpful ideas, but We cannot all be alike 80 l get help from the other sisters letters, and enjoy a privilege l of writing once in a while. SYMPATHY.
Norwich bulletin., 1912-06-01
WILD WEST.
LITTLE THINGS THAT ARE NO
 TRIPLES.

Dear Sisters of the Social Corner:- Now I am thinking of the statistics of infant mortality in the Month of Roses, and wondering which of the mothers are with me in thought. Do You know that more babies die in June than in any other month of the year?
 Our doctors bills are heavier, too, during these perfect thirty days than for the rest of the entire year, or half year. l wonder why?
 Today l am prepared to discuss the question from a practical standpoint. Our American winters are long and trying. We have an absurd way of counting March among the spring months, all the time knowing in our shivering souls that it is, for the most part, winter at it's wfntry worst
 April has gentler moods, and "the long season in May" has in the mid dle states the prettier name of the blossom storm"
 In the three months I have named we have had no protracted period of warm weather to act continuously up on systems congested by six months of winter and bile making foods. For those six months we have been laying in caloric, as we put in coal and wood in the late autumn. Red meats, pork in all It's varieties, buckwheat and grid dle cakes of ali shapes and sizes. de- voured by the dozen at meal when made saTory with sausage and butter or sweetened by syrup: naince pump kin and apple pies: all sorts of cakes and outspoiken "devifs food:" Welsh rabbits as nigttcaps. and deughnuts by the dozel-these have been the chief of our diet while the mercury coqnetted with Zero for weeks at g time. A bile-makihg dietary all this which may do n6 visible harm while the system Is keyed up to concert pitch by chilled ozone,
 The languorous heats of June loosen the tensions of all organs The diges- tive apparatus acts sluggishly and is inadequate to the task of throwing off morbid and pestilent humers; com. plexions are sailowed by bilious secre- tions diverted from their legitimate functionsi one Is oppressed in the morning, and sometimes all day, by low, duIHfs nausea, ApPetiteless ant listless, we drag ourselves in a sort o purposeiess fashion about our daily tasks, and complain of %sPFiag fever, and all the while we ge on with tn, same bill of fare we used all wintei long. We eFder and cook as mIci meat anu tift Sd4f{E hlHklS we serve aHi swallow as much pastry.
 We might cool the blood seaewha and purify the alimeRtary canal witl freshly gathered berries; but we cleo 10 cook strawberries and entrants an, early chergieg in crust, made falzy ant crisp with plenty gf bl!tter. Our soup must have an added touch of saxoli ness to tempt jaAed appetites, ani what so sazoTy as meat? New pota tees arc EreediIy depoured. We ar uezry of the rank old tuHoers and hai Nath icy ths appearance Ill the marke
Norwich bulletin., 1912-06-01
A WORD OF COUNSEL FROM
 SYMPATHY,

Bear Bditer and Friends of the Se= ciaI Eerner: I heRe ne one Wiil think my interest is waning because I've not written for months. You see, I read, but cannot write (eften), and with so many letters waiting to be printed guess the editor won't miss mine very much.
 How we de enjeF the Social Ger nerl FWo neighbors with myself have some lively discussions on the various subjects from time Ie time.
 Now, I must tell you what pleasant surprise I had a fey days ago.
 Some weeks age sent lR (faE the Social Cornerl. a little sketch, haral ' daring to hope it might even be print . ed; my delight was genuine when 1 beheld it at the top of the Social Cer- ner page; then came a bit of fun for my better half tat my expepsel. say ing He supposed I would receive a small fortune for the story" A fen days ago came 8 check frem The Bulletin office and l had the joks aa