The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1939-05-25
The COmmon-tater
----ByC Chuck Rattle
Springayotte On a KEYBOARD
By Chuck Rattle


Sim Wiener has found the real solution for get
ting out of bed mornings. His alarm clock dings for
forty minutes; so he must shut it off. Il bought
it for myself for Christmas" he tells. Lulu
Kriesel and Anne Pflipsen, who about to
again, like the birds they say. They move each
spring and fall across what is probably typical
of the traveller this year: going to the Fair
He from st. Paul and he stopped in local firm
for few groceries. He talking to the pro-
prietor Education isn't only in books; it's travel
too" said he. His with him, and he put
it his had come to him saying, Dad you and
haven't had trip since was s; I'm p now"
So off they were going to San Francisco and the
Golden Gate Exposition. Judge r. r. kells, who
is a kindly gentleman with whitening hair, has sat
the municipal bench in this city for sixteen years
resident here for fifty years. he came with his
parents from Wisconsin. Fifty years is long
time when you look back" he commented to
one day as he was telling of his family. I'm the
Oldest of tweve-and the only one left" His parents
made their way east to Wisconsin early 1849
lingering small, brown pamphlet, for which he
rummaged through the upper draw in his desk, he
showed me the history of the Kels family. Be-
lieved have first sprung in the Piedmont region
in Italy early Kells made their way to Ireland where
the name has become imbedded deeply in its myth
ology and legend One, by name of John Kells is
believed to have first brought the name to America
He listed in New York early as 1850. The
credited him with wife, children five slaves
Now Mr.. Kells is at his office each day, lives
with Mrs. Kells here at their home Pine Street
Saturday night in the business world of these
small cities where the rural right to the
OutmoSt streets, is strangely coSmopoltan-tne most
hurry bury period of the entire week. In winter
it takes shape, for the deepening SHOWS hold up
the rural traffic. But in summer when the roads
clear and the work for the week is done, Satur-
day night transforms even the most tranquil Of viii
lagos into hodge podge of ebowing, showing people
In to see-in to buy few weeks ago the first
of the big Saturday nights began. Cars lined the
streets in double lanes, the uptown alleys filled
eople josted in the street, talked in small knots,
cuttering the walks The smell of popcorn
in the air. There seasons in the summer, like
threshing time, when the night is the only buying
splurge of the week. With the farmers rushing few
erishly take the rpened grain at its best and the
shock rings moving from farm to farm, spewing out
the countryside great heaps of yellow straw
there's time for dawdling in town during the
week. During those seasons the jam along the
sidewalks of the Main Streets would rival that of
Times Square It's colorful day in our community
life.
Drat my hide, if I haven't gone and stirred up
a feud with coumnist way down Oklahoma way.
Get out my fowng piece, Emile If this Europe
it would be international incident; but since it's
Oklahoma and Minnesota and friendly sort Of
squabbe between columnists, wellnothing will come
of it Down below the Oolagah Oozings is