The Monroe journal., 1921-05-13

ming yourself. REMINDS me:
Keep ON humming. although the
skies are gray,
Keep on humming till troubles flies
away
Bright days are coming. sunshine
and cheer,
Just keep on humming. sadness will
disappear.
Keep on humming. the world will
smile at you.
Sunbeams your loye-dreams will
Just hum a song as you travel aolng.
Keep right on humming with me.
THE wind is tempered to shorn the
lamb.
Is this true or a sham,
1t can never be forgotten,
The frost killed the early cotton.
There is still some two and half
million bales of cotton unsold, that
are held in points around us from
North Carolina TO Mississippi and a
big part of this will be sold during
the summer. Many are waiting the
full report of acreage planted before
selling. But line farmer is impr wing
his land tina has been cottonei 10
death By painting other crops and by
magic, as II were, TO Produce stuff
that is feeding thousands of hogs and
cattle.
Words are like leaves when they
most abound
Much fruit of sense. beneath Is
rarely found. Pope
The bears, during the week have
disappeared and are as mild us little
sheep. Reminds me:
Diffident lover: Il knew that | am
a perfect bear in my manner.
She: sheep, you mean. Bears hlg
people; YOU do nothing but bleat.'
We are happy to note some new
buyers in the market. They are really
net new, but old ones revived. There
are still a few dead exporters who
have not bought a bale this entire
season, but maybe soon. they will all
come back TO life again. Reminds me:
He twalkiag by slavcyaId):
Wouldn't IL be ghastly II all the
dead people here came TO life again "
She tyawning): mo itaeeu. wish
one of them would"
The bulls have been rampant. ard
doing good service during the week
and are feeling fine and Ia good shape
for more strenuous attacks ON the
bear element or anything else that
gets in their way. Reminds Lac:
Along the country fodi walkel 4
man aud a woman rtc latter was
tullying the mee3 little fellow who
in front of her with down
cast head Suddenly the woman saw
a bull racing down the road behind
them. She took refuge in the hedge,
but her companion kept on, uncon-
scious of aught but his woes. The
bull caught him up and sent him
spinning into muddy ditch. Then It
continued on its wild career As ihe
woe-begone figure crawled out of the
mire he saw his better half coming
toward him. Plucking up a little
courage. he whimpered:
MN Maria, IL you hit me like that
you'll really get my temper
up, so ! warn you!"
The farmer Is now encouraging and
10 get back, and not spend
ing a cent. In the days of prosperity
he farmer spent his money freely and
not knowing where he
spent 1t or how. One of them named
Bill. in the West. like most of the
farmers was wont TO work faithfully
'or the greater part OF the year. and
then blow into town and waste his
substance in riotous living. Return
ng from one of these trips. broke.
his employer asked him.
"Bill. you left here with four hun
ired dollars. What became OF it?"
Bill studied minute and replied:
: "Waal, reckon lost about hun
ired and fifty in stud game. must
rave left bout hundred at the Faires
Dance Hall. an reckon I spent close
o a hundred for booze.
what did you do with the other |
lfty?" persisted his boss.
Cant remember exactly" replied
Bill, after due reflection. II guess I
must of just natcherally fooled that