The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1922-12-11
30, SEE HOW THE
MONEY COMES IN"


Do you remember that old song, so
popular forty years ago? If you don't,
do not try to remember any more
than is in the foregoing headline 1t
IL not Sunday school song, but we
thought of it after a sprint around the
square Saturday afternoon.
Saturday was a good day anyhow.
Even before breakfast we raided the
Marion Hardware Company, where
Messrs. G. D. Pasteur, w. P. and J. r.
Preer handed out the dollars as fast
as we could take them. Hardware and
hard hearts seldom go together. While
we scrambled with our eggs at the
Harrington Cafe, Carlisle Izlar, who
sat next to u.s., peeled bill off his roll
and said he guessed we knew what it
was for. We did. In the courthouse,
we met our always generous friend,
Don McIver, who extracted picture
of an 100 per cent American &C.
Washington), from his wallet, and
told us the Girls Industrial School al
ways had place right next to his
heart. Just outside the courthouse we
met two citizens, who from what we
know of them we think were trying
to each get the better Of the other in
some sort of trade, and they give US
a dollar bill apiece to say nothing. We
are keeping our word. Along about
noon, the always cheerful Clarence
Camp came climbing up the dark
stairs and into our gloomy sanctum,
which he irradiated with a smile and
two dollar bills. Returning from our
frugal luncheon, we were overhauled
by w. w. Condor, who ran us down in
order to transfer bright, new green
back from his hand to our opcket. In
our postofice box we found an en-
velope containing dollar bill, but
without a speck of writing to tell
from whom it was. 1t must have come
from a Summerfield friend, the en-
velope bore the postmark of that town
And just as we were watching "Cap.'
McCants lift the last page of Satur-
days paper from the imposing stone
in came Rev. J. J. Neighbour, with a
bright smile and brand new dollar
bill. He had just married a young
couple and brought us generous pei
cent of his fee. Gosh, young folks
Wish lot of you would get married
this week. You are losing a lot Of
joy putting it off.
1t was with no intention of making
a collection that we strolled upstreet
shortly before dark Saturday This
accumulated laziness of week bow.
ed us down, three days growth Of
whiskers needed the brush hook, anC
we yearned for cup of chickory ane
a small section of Florida cow, almost
burnt. At the M. & c. Bank corner
we met the one-time Izaak Walton Of
Ocala, our old friend, Judge Lester
Warner, who under stern demeanol
conceals much wisdom and kindness
The judge first worsted US in 8
theological argument, and then gave
US a shinplaster to cover the sore
place in our self-esteem. In the Court
Pharmacy, few minutes later, we
met Sovereign Fl. Gilbert of Citra
whose working hours are divided be.
tween promoting the interests of his
orange-scented home town, and length
ening the membership rolls of the
Woodmen of the World. 1t surely does
him good to stick bunch of smiles
on the face of the earth, and he slid
US a dollar so quick it made our head
swim. Tom Sexton--good old Tom
contributed in one time and two mo.
tiens. Ben Rheinauer saw US coming
ten yards off, and ran for US, dollar
bill in his fingers and smile stick
ing out six inches on each side of his
lace. Ben also said come back If we
needed any more. Nathan Mayo, just
rolled in from Sun1merfield, had bill
out before he stopped his car Nathan
mas not forgotten the time he used to
say his prayers to Santa Claus. That
good scout, Martin Luther Reynolds
to whom the laugh of a little child is
the sweetest of music, came right
after Nathan with glossy silver GER
tlficate for 100 cents. B. c. Webb OF
kendriek gave a dollar for himself
and then, saying his good-looking bet.
ter half would also want to be in on it
passed over one for her. We hintec
to Jake Goldman that we'd like tc
have dollar. Jake said he hadn't the