The Glenwood post., 1915-11-27

Here is wishing you had at least one
thing to be thankful for this past
Thanksgiving Day, and if you had sew
eral things to be thankful for so much
the better.
Our notion of real thankfulness is
plenty of pumpkin pie and a good appe
tite to get away with this delicious pie
fruit.
Perhaps you have another notion
but this is free country, and thank
goodness for that.
Said an old friend of ours the other
day: ~ wish you would put in your
picked column something real strong
in regard to those who come to fel
low IS house and tell him what he ought
to do, and how it should be done, aud
yet they never will offer to help fel-
low to do the work as they advise it
done.'
Now, we are always real glad to ca
ry ont any suggestion given for this
column, and will say that our friend is
only one of the many millions who gst
lot of advice and mighty little help
in this vale of high priced gasoline.
Picked Souls: Those who are ever
lastingly giving out advice and never
offering to help fellow out.
Can't see how w. j. Bryan can call
himself an advocate of peace when he
is always trying to kick up a fuss with
some one. If he really wants peace
why don t he go back to Nebraska and
settle down on farm Pueblo Chief
tain.
1t is plain to see that the writer Of
the above never came from the farm.
For with pigs squealing for their. morn
ing and evening feed; calves bawling
for milk and for pure cussedness; cows
doing the same, and the whole shebang
in the barnyard in one big, noisy com
motion-verily the farm is the last place
bliss and peace.
N n re that w ba va hnn
clinging to this sphere of ours, it has
been orr lot to see many sad and pa
thetic sight, such as watching Boston
folks eat and brag about beans, to OBJ
serving and seeing the fearful sight Of
defeated candidate trying to smile
the day after being showed in by po-
litieal landslide, but never did We see
anything which touched our heart as
did the sad sight of seeing wagon loa
of turkeys being hauled to market the
other day With their heads sticking
out of that wagon and their solemn,
black eyes mixing in such somber as
pect-it just about got our goat-for
is there anything living that can ex-
press 10 much sorrow in their ewes as
turkey cam We doubt it. And 1t
struck ue at the moment tpity it WASH t
brick that struck us) that if those
birds could look so sad and unaware
of the AK that was coming their way,
what would be the outcome if they lid
and could realize that their heads were
due to come off in the course of a few
short hours. Truly there is food for
thought in this, and for a fact, food for
a turkey dinner in all those birds of
the oven that we passed that day.
And there is man. How he struts
about and initiates a turkey in his
lordly way of strutting about as the
chief cook and bottle washer of the
universe. and all the time mere man
knows that a day is coming when he
will have to turn up his toes and cease
his snobbish ways. A turkey knows it
not and can be excused-man knows
and there is no excuse for his high
perching over his fellow men.
The hankering for the pomp aud
power of being boss by many boy
leads but to the woodshed.
A note from Rifle says; ~ am sure
disappointed in you. l have been read
ing your column, and was under the I'M
preston that you were a dignified and
scholarly appearing fellow, but were
you were pointed out to me as A. q.
Cumber, you were real disappoint-