The Butler County press. [volume] (Hamilton, Ohio) 1900-1946, 1927-06-24
TheCherry
" Where with our
roo Little Hatchet
O~ we tell the truth
about many things, sometimes pro-
foundly, sometimes flippantl-,
sometimes reeklessly. -.

President Coolidge, having welcom-
ed Lindbergh home, goes to the Black
Hills for the summer, getting away to
an early start because the weather
(or Climate" as the Californians say)
of Washington doesn't agree with
him.
It's cool in the Black Hills in the
summer. 1t is much cooler than it is
in Washington, where the democrats
strive to make it as hot as possible for
Coolidge. 1t is suspected that there
are not as many democrats in the
Black Hills as there are in Washing
ton. Furthermore, it may be that
publicans.
Those who want what this ad-
ministration doesn't want to give them
can, as rule, be depended upon to be
too poor to have train fare enough to
get to the Black Hills. Those to whom
a little more train fare means nothing
will doubtless find the some old well
come on the mat.
There is practical aspect to this
Black Hills business, and 1--WE are
practical men" in the White House
these days and don't forget that.
A big corps (not pronounced as
spelled) of newspaper correspondents
will go along with the president and
will be delightfully."- quartered in fine
hotel right on the very edge of
charming lake. If the lake were to be
moved any nearer the shore the cor
respondents would all fall in and get
all wet
In the Black Hills there will be no
news for these energetic men, except
the news made by the president.
These men are not going to be sta
toned there for nothing. They MUST
send out at least one story per day.
The bane of their lives will be to dig
up that story each day. They MUST
There is for them no alibi.
The news, if you must know it, will
be all about Coolidge-and it will also
be all FOR Coolidge, because the
president is an adept at letting no
other kind of news happen in his vi
cinity.
It's really interesting the way black
seems to run through the affairs of
this and the preceding administration
We have today the Black Hills In
the period of Mr.. Coolidge's appren-
ticeship as vice president, there was
the little black bag. It's true that the
little house on K street was green, but
they later put mourning on the door
knob, which was black. There have
been a good many black marks chalk
ed up, for one discrepancy or another,
for one misadventure or another. And
it has been very black for the farmers
of the Middle West. The gentlemen
of Wall street have been in the black,
too. That is, they have been "out of
the red" these gentlemen being wise
in their day and generation, with
very good hunch as to when to play
their money.
But be all these incidental things
as they may, the president goes to the
| Black Hills to fish and forget, if pos
sible, about the flood down South and
about the demands for a special ses-
sion of congress so that this great
devastated region may be given some
assurance of future protection. The
president, having hustled Lindy home
so that the medals could be pinned on,
goes to his Black Hills retreat, hoping
that retreat may be changed into ad-
vance before the deep green of early
summer has been turned by the ele-
ments into the sere brown of advanc-
| ing autumn.
Grandfathers of those now living
tell of days when an expedition to the
Black Hills country was a brave under
taking Only those of stout heart went
| into that then desperate section of