The Norfolk weekly news-journal. (Norfolk, Neb.) 1900-19??, 1912-02-16

| ISllnS OF tramp information III Nero
glyphics, are often meeting places for
| hOboes that attract many restless
boys. There they hear glowing tales
from the knights of the road, the fas
cination of which drags many boys
yearly into the great and growing un.
| derworld.
AROUND TOWN.
How would YOU like to get as close
as Hook got to the supreme bench and
then get the hook?
But, on the other hand how would
you like to have your case reviewed
by female supreme Judge? That's
where handsome lawyers could get a
return on their beauty.
We don't see as the longer days
have much effect in cutting down
light bills.
The morning sun is getting to look
month ago.
A Norfolk church society held a
birthday" party. Each member con-
tributed as many cents as she had
years to her age. There were forty
present and the fund amounted to S19.
That would make them average about
40 years each. Perhaps that's the first
time they ever told the real truth
about their ages in all their lives.
We can't imagine race war con-
tinuing for fifteen minutes on Norfolk
avenue without interference, in the
reign of M. Kane.
What's become of the o. f. man who
parted his hair in the middle?
This is good pneumonia weather, If
you allow that sun to tempt you to
leave off your overcoat.
The shoeman just about told the
truth when ne said you'd have to buy
two pairs of rubbers this winter. It's
pretty near time for the second pair.
If you want to know every detail
about every automobile that's made,
ask 15-year-old boy He'll give it
to you straight.
A Norfolk woman got a telephone
message the other day that there was
a special delivery letter for her at the
pOstoffiCe. She sent a girl to the
postoffice to get it, though she
thought it queer the postoffice didn't
deliver it. The postoffice said there
was no letter. Then she sent man.
Again there was no letter. Come to
find out later, the telephone message
had been from the grocer and had
said he had head lettuce" for her.
One woman is beating us to it,
She's got three of 'em made for next
Christmas, and it isn't even Valen-
tines day yet.
Forty other women are aching TO
beat us. The forty who gave their
ages at that birthday" social.
When a man Is FOND of salads. we
suspect him of being a sissy in other
respects.
If there isr't pretty substantial rea-
son for mans popularity, it won't
last long.
Some mothers are so anxious to get
their daughters married Off" it is a
wonder they don't print a card Of
thanks after such an event.
Everything doesn't come to those
who wait, and the loafers who say it
does should cast about for another ex-
cuse, of which there is such a large
variety.
We are in favor of Woman's Rights
to this extent No woman should take
in washing to support an bodied
husband in the luxury to which he
has been accustomed
deem dTTeSteu yet IN connection
with the Mcnamara dynamite conspir.
acy? If you should see a strange man
in street clothes walk up and tap you
on the shoulder today, that's probably
what's up. Here's hoping you escape.
Did you get those violets that your
Valentine sent you? Thoughtful of
him, wasn't it?
If we had had our way about it,
we'd have had all our Valentines
come this year in the shape of coal.
Speaking of coal, we no sooner got
word from the weather man that win
ter was over, than down came anoth-
er five-inch blanket of snow. Now, if
the grounding and the weather man