Norwich bulletin., 1917-03-07
Danu Reads The Bulletin.


 MT. Editor: There ain't no better paper in the United States than the Norwich Daily Bulletin, 'cordin to my way Of thinkin. It's clean and whole some and right up to date and just enjoy myself when I can draw a chair up to the fire take off my shoes | and toast my feet in the oven while l read The Bulletin. That is when I l get it. Sometimes I don't get none fer a day or two, or more, mebbee, and then they all come to onst in one mail and it takes me so long to read 'em that Betsey scolds some on account l Ietins ain't to blame for 1t and I ain't a blamin' 'em none. I think morn like I ly some of them folks that writes for the scrapperS column on the 4th page, holds it .ups till they can think of things mean enum to say to them they don't agree with. I bleve they call it Letters From the People, but "Scrappers' Column is more descrip- tive seems to me alters read that column. It's jest like a dash of pep per sass on your dinner. Say! want to know what that Voluntown woman has got again the Cloud Digger? Bet sey sez, '1 bet he was her bow some time and gin her the mitten-that's what makes her pitch into him so fearse."
 Then there's lot of others diggin' in to each other over nothin' seems ter me. But it's real fassernatin' to read
 
 Then there's the Farmers Talk to Farmers Say That's the most sensiblest talk I ever red about. Most talk and advice to farmers is writ by somebody that source ever see a farm let aIon Twin on one. But this felier knows all about hired men, too. And a feller that can run a farm and keep a hired man at the same time orter have a gold medal for efficiency. Believe mel I hain't never been able to do both at the same time. Then The Bulletin tells about what the leg islater is doin' or a-tryin' to do. I've they're tryin' to make. About mug zlin' cats. now!, and keepin' em home nights. A boy with a gun will kill and wound more birds in an afternoon than leave 'em to suffer when they do catch lem neither. Then I haw-hawed right out when that was brot up about protectin' skunks.
 The way twas put, I couldn't make out whether twas the four-iegged skunks or the two-legged ones that was to be protected I got a nest of four-legged ones right under by barn and if that law passes I spose I've got to protect 'em. Gosh Can't touch 'ern until they catch some of my chick ems, and then I couldn't identity the one which ct 'em, unless had The Bertillon system of measurements. And there ain't a soul in the neigberhood would help me measure 'em or even be a witness! So there you be. I dun no what's goin' to be done. But if the two-legged skunks was ment. l. guess we got laws enuff already to protect them. They're in most every conSnuni- ty doin sneakin' rnderhand things. They haint got half the courage the four-legged ones have either for they let you know right off when they're round if you've got any kind of a nose, but the two-iegged ones don't even put up smell till they've hn- ished their Job! They don't need any law to protect them for they're too big towards to break a law they oni7 sneak round it! legislator is awful funny taken all round.
 Don't seem as if winmen could be much foolisher, does 1t? hope they won't never legislate agin' The Bull- etin.
 What with chilIblains and rume- tizm about all the comfort take is a readin' one.
 DANIEL WHITAKER
 R. F. D., March 5, 1917.