Palisadian. [volume] (Cliffside Park, N.J.) 1906-current, 1918-10-26
Thoughts Of Today
West Palisade, N. J.

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1t has long been my desire to write
a weekly letter to every boy know In
the service-all the Palisade and
Grantwood boys-with whom am ac-
Quainted. Nothing cheers like letters
from home. But it is absolutely I'M
possible for me to write them all with
out aid, and I am looking to you to
help me solve the problem. Now, most
of them know why I am not in KHAKI
and why I am even refused special
work. But even so, feel that can
do just wee bit of my duty by keep
ing the boys posted-to write as a pal
nonsensical, gOssipy. l
believe know every boy in Palisade
and Grantwood in the service and
Eddy Greer from Edgewater, though /
do not know their immediate relatives.
Offhand I know the Hackers, Elkan,
Lord, can't name them
all. So if the relatives of the boys in
service will but clip out my column and
mail it in an envelope it makes it more
like a personal letter than reading 1t
when the paper comes several days
later. / would like to hear by word,
letter or phone from relatives of these
boys just what they think Of this plan
and if they think well whether they
will clip out my letter and mail it be-
sides mailing the Palisadian separate
ly. I am merely trying to solve the
problem to the best of my ability and
besides promise to make my letter di-
gestible to local folks as well as the
boys, even as so many took kindly to
my western Breeze" Yours most
sincerely. ORRIN A.. Briefly.
Cut Out, and Mail to Your Boy in
Service.
Palisade, N. j.,
Sept. Is, 1918.
Dear Boys:
Sunday, as usual, is letter writing
day, and here am, propped up with
dozen pillows, swinging in the ham,
mock and writing these letters at
once-one to Conrad, one to Bob CAT
fall and one for the Palisadian Now,
what'll I write about? Let's think
hm-oh, yes, last nights sunset.
Well, there wasn't any; it rained.
Autumn is here. The leaves are be-
ginning to turn into heterogeneous col
ors. Get that word? It's a good one.
| found it in the dictionary. Kind of
stuck it in my memory for future use.
This is the first USE If you don't
know what it means I'll tell you. 1t
means No; I'll be hanged if will.
Look it up yourself. had to. Now,
what were we talking about-autumn?
Oh, yes; it's here. Didn't you know
it? Melancholy days. The trees are
shedding their feathers, undraped
branches visible all too soon. You
know that's one thing l can't under
stand. In the summer time, when
it's hot, the trees put on a pile of
clothes, and when it's cool they go
naked. But then everything is con-
trary with the seasons, as witness
from winter we spring to summer be-
fore we fall.
The Palisade postmaster is having a
lot of fun playing hide and seek with
the local people Every time he sells
a war savings stamp he moves the
P. o. to another corner in the building.
game of pussy in the corner.
No more than you get acquainted with
your lock box 1t changes it's mind and
hides around the corner. The present
of the whole Stabel store
(P. o. included) is enough to get any
one dizzy. In fact, understand they
are going to move the whole building
just as it is into the Amusement Park
and use it as maze. It's dangerous
to enter without guide, for if you
once get lost it would take day to
find your way out again. Not even the
genius of Mr.. Sibley or Harry Elkan's
engineering abilities could draw you a
diagram of the present shape of the
post Office and surrounding store. And
even if they could what would be the
use, for tomorrow it would be changed
around again. The only place it hasn't
been is in the cellar or on the ceiling.
It's shape changes as often as the bat
tie line. At present it is pointed to a
salient. A hefty push by chap like
Art Brady or Ross McClave would
knock it fiat. In the summer time it's
as hot as (whisper the word,
and in the winter it's like an ice box
How Bertha survives is beyond me.
A lot of the town folk are quite I'M
reasonable. They call up Bertha at
all hours Of the day and ask if there's
any mail in, and the kids, old and
young, hang around and try to get her
goat. She's doing the job Of two men
with hours from seven to seven. It's
about time people began to appreciate
her services. She deserves a medal
and vote Of thanks for thankless
Job. Give her three cheers-hip, hip,
hoOray.
Second Act.-Say, just learned of
a new process to make butter out of
grass. Honest. It's great. I never
realized there was so much nutrition
in grass before. Do you want to know