Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1935-09-27
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Do any of you people know young
fellow around here by the name OF
George Twilley? Well, just want
to tell you that whenever he comes
up to you and asks you question:
with a face as long as a horses, as
inscrutable as the Egyptian Sphinx,
and as innocent as new born babes,
you'd better look out; he's going to
break something off into you clean up
to the hilt.
The other day, he wanted to know
of me what was the day of the month.
Now, you know, the simpler the ques-
ton, the more difficult it is to get me
to bite, I've had a mouthful often
enough to be suspicious. So I just
looked at him as if I had lost the
best and only friend had on earth.
Then he had to smile, he couldn't help
it. And then I didn't care whether
/ got stung or not. So, I told him
what he already knew that it was
September %.
Well, he said he thought maybe he
had been asleep for several days as
the Worcester Democrat" had pub
lished the news that last Friday was
September 81. I told him he ought
to be glad he can sleep these days
when bills are pouring in and dollar
bills are provokingly scarce. 1t was
a good sign of his financial stability
that he could go to his little bed at
night. tuck himself in, and sleep
sweetly.
But there's another evidence of the
wide spread acquaintance of the
Democrat" as with people. Why, I
had q man from Box Iron to call me
up and ask me if the paper we pub
lished last week were going to be used
again this week. If soShe wanted five
cents substracted from his subscrip-
ton payment. I told him if he'd pay
his subscription, I'd be glad to make
the deduction. And I Immediately
heard the receiver click back on the
telephone hook.
And then I had a brother editor
to write me asking me if anybody
had called my attention to mistake
made in the date line of last weeks
paper. He was in a sort of consola-
tory state Of mind, too. He seemed to
think that misery loved company, so
he very kindly told me he had in the
dark, dim past made the same mis-
take. Then I wrote him very SYM
pathetic letter and advised him to go
and sin no more.
Now, 1 want to call the attention
of those sharp eyed readers that in
that date line, I had Pocomoke City
and Maryland and Friday, ad 1885
printed right side up with care, and
not dear soul noticed it; if they did,
they never said word about it. But
that's the way it goes. You know,
Shakespeare said, "The evil that men
90, lives after them; the good is oft
inferred with their BONES" So it is
that the good is taken for granted;
it's the evil that attracts the most
attention. Seldom it is, that we news
papers make such display of every
day goodness as we do of the one
explosion of badness. True it is, but
sad.
In the days when the Roman Church
considered the time had come for a
cleansing Of its garments, it seemed
to plunge itself into final orgie of
secular excuses. Historians We'd with
one another in denouncing the worldly
seas of pleasures into which the
church had launched. But it was bad
only in contrast to the long centuries
of good that made up the existence of
the Church. The good was taken for
granted; the evil was exposed to all
the keen criticism of the scribes, and,
after all, it was not so bad.
So the casual mistakes of the poor
printer are bad only in contrast to
the general good work of the weekly
or daily, as the case may be. We
take the criticisms all in good part,
and are glad that people read our
paper so very, very closely.
FORMER STREET CLEANER