The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1938-07-28

Main Street." ). There, pals, wear
that for your bouteneire. +. Come
in again, Jack. Reading the New
York papers gather that Sinclair
Lewis is donning grease paint and
preparing to tread the boards.
He also stated that his previous ex.
perience consisted of amateur thea.
tricals in Minneapolis" "Leo
Schoenhoff and Jim Caughren
aren't far from here, but / never
seem to get time to visit them, but
we Main Streeters should stick to-
gether!" -. And He winds up with
p. Sim still raving about my
nephew" :. And ibegorra, the lad'll
probably grow up to fine Irish
man, too. Thanks, and come
again, Jack. -.
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES 21st seems
like an early date for Christmas
shopping to most of you out there.
And what's Christmas doing in a
July column anyway. Well,
right now, dearies, the entrepren-
eurs along the main stem are bus
Ter than hive of bees and doing
just that very thing. 4. B. Doing
Your Christmas shopping early. ;.
Those frowning countenances you
may see them wear are not theirs
for keeps. Only for display pur-
poses to keep their sales resistance
down, so they don't become over
bought Now theirs is real
problem. They have to temper the
community's wants six months in
advance. They have to allow for a
public's tickle changes of heart for
half year and expect you to buy
them out. Supreme optimists,
they have to be. ;. +. I'll stick to the
newspaper racket.
Label-Enterprising lad is young
art student Bob Dowswell. A short
time ago Bob drank a bottle of cool
ing drink. AS he slipped, the label
more and more clashed with his
artistic sense. Shortly, he sat down
earnestly, drew out his interpreted
ton of what the label should be.
Then in a brief correspondence with
the company, he hoped a bus with
his project under his arm. The
company was in no market for a
new label for their drink, but Bob
came home that evening happy as
a kitten. 1t was not only his first
sale in commercial art but he sold
it purely and solely on his own in
itiative. Now Bunnell and Camp
bell, Detroit Lakes bottlers, have a
brand new label. Bob got a few
sheckels and the knowledge that it
can be done and by his own fin
gers. The payoff is that he
learned the company is planning a
distribution program that will send
his labels into 81 states of the I'm
ion. What that may mean to a
struggling young artist, can only he
comprehended by those who have
gone thru the mill before. So
hang onto them fingers, Bob, and
happy days.
Tintype-Into local barbershop
the other late afternoon walked
Ferd Borgmann, friendly farmer.
announced he had turned in "a
sharpened fence posts at the end
of a few leisurely afternoon hours.
And proved what many have
often held that Ferd has lost neith-
er his ability to work nor his soft
spoken friendly ways in the advanc-
ing years. In the old days Ferd
pointed out, 100 fence posts sharp
ened was a mean days task.
don't pretend to know how old Mr..
Borgmann is, but his warming
chuckle, and his twinkling eyes can
have no date. He comes up to his
friends with smile wreathing his
face and above it those provocative
ly pleasant eyes. You can't help
wanting to be a friend of his. His
sons, too, have captured much Of
that friendliness.