White Pine news. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1920-1923, 1921-04-03
BABBLING BROOKS
~ THE DESERT

''one Hundred Men Wanted-Ses
Bob Pohl Inside"
So Quoth a bulletin on the black
board of the Lincoln Highway garage
bright and early Monday morning.
How the news travelled, Hearts
that had sunk to despond quickened
eyes became bright and feet that ha(
fingered about the streets in tina
manner that is an infallible sign Of
unemployment, went scuffing ant
kicking along in the good old wa.
the same as IL their n hao
never been laid off. Several house
wives whose names could be men,
toned became allegorieal Mrs. Jiggses
aud forcibly marched Father down
to grab off a job. The garage was
beseiged and stormed. Inside was
Rob Ponl and hat grin OF his alone
made the terrors of unemployment
fade as the mists.
II came TO see about the )oD,
shouted dozens in concert.
s'Want'em 10 buy Ford cars. said
Dob, as the grin spread out like a
Kansas prairie fire. "Or copper tub.
ing-we got the tubing right here. :
Dui HOH bOh "a .oh1 49, -
in stock?'' about everybody asked.
No. but a carload on the way
Well get the cars.
BY night Bob said he had secured
only ninety-ive men for the ears but
hundreds for the tubing. though
the supply of The latter showed ne
signs of exhaustion.
Did any of them really fall fOI
/. ,hfoly - an tho cunara9R Rnh WpE
asked by your humble servant.
"Oh, yes, most of them. Lots OF
them came in expecting to get jobs
What did they say when you told
them"
On, they Just joshed.
But at that there are many es-
pecially among the Mrs. Jiggses. who
haven't tumbled to The copper tubing
Joke yet.
What is the copper tubing for.
I don't understand" literally dozens
nave asked.
Lars Runberg. the big husky who
acts as manager, master mechanic
and foreman at the Copper King
garage, formerly the Motor Shop, il
a believer in lucky DAYS and nnlucky
days, especially the latter.
Did you eve try to cut glass on
a day after breaking one in the
morning." asked Lars. When ]
was working at the Ely Motor Com.
pany Charley Osterlund asked me If
| would cut a lens for the headlight
of Mrs. car. ]
said yes and tackled 1t. The first one
broke in Two just as | had finished
the circle. Then another. | kept at
II and everyone broke until | had
glass all owe the table and floor,
breaking n after another. All the
glass in the garage was gone but ]
into the salesroom to see IL ]
could find some more and ran my
knee through the big glass show
case, shattering il. The pieces were
even too small. Three glass door
we're on the floor and ] sat down on
them. ! broke two OF the glasses.
Then / quit. There was no more
glass TO break. IL was about time. =
Lars has come to the conclusion
the hunter who starts out in
the morning and quits after a bad
and refuses TO shoot until he
can start n true one in the morning
has the right dope, and says he will
practice IL during these moderate
which. IL is said. are reflected
In the garage business
lis that tall fellow In the City
a brother OF the one in the
bakery across the street? They look
awfully alike"
This was asked by a rather observ.
ant wife of her husband the other
evening.
Have you yer seen the play
The Corsican Brothers. was the
parable offered in reply.
No? Well, The Corsican Broth
ers' is a play where n actor plays
two roles. takes the part OF each of
two brothers in Corsica, n of
whom is killed and his ghost appears
on the stage. In this case n tall
man plays two parts also. He IL
part owner of both places. II Is that
fellow Gus Weiss. He stays at the
market and takes In the sheckels
until, like shooting ducks. there's
no more sport in il. Then he goes
over to the bakery and does the
same until there is no more sport in
1t there. In that name he man.
ages to while off the days, but his
sporting blood is back to normally
next morning every time. He is the
'Corsican Brother of Ely
AL Kirkeby. Spring valley sheer
king. says: "Ole folks quittin' us,
don't come to dances no more.
Guess I'll haf Z jine the ole folks
Richard Swallow says: He who
steals my purse Is out o luck, but
he who confisticates my rep gifts that
which profteers him not an leaves
me up aginst tn real thing.
Under date of Somewhere in
Oregon Sam Patrick has written &c
me thusly. Il want y to tell me or
the dead square, Mr.. Brooks, how's
sassiety n Ely sense | cum away. I
course | hope its all right but I'm
'fraid it'll go L peaces. How is
anyway b. BROOKS.
INCOME TAN RESULTS.
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