The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1939-03-16

from Spencer Tracy Mickey Rooney Margaret Sui
Ivan, and others. But best Of all was one from
Sank Centresidents Atty. and Mrs. v. T. Conklin,
now in the warmth of Wichita Falls Texas. . (.
hope it's warm. St. Pat tem-Keeper of the
librarys books, Bernce Finnegan who is just Irish
enuf to have been born st. Patricks Day-and
that IS Irish enuf-met Cardinal Pacelli, the
new Catholic Pontif. The aIdinal in his visit to
St Paul in 1887, itinerated to St GATHERINGS where
she was student IT,.
Perhaps Mrs. Dewey OGara should win the fur
lined pie plate. When George OGara was in the
restaurant business this daughter-inaw supplied the
pies. The day she made the 30O0th two-cruster she
resigned. But the payof is that once when she
daily quota of nine for two days. An 1S-pe
oughta get some award too. Some have
look-aike for Bette Davis the screename, in Patty
Hamilton. YWelcome, Patty.
Interesting are the things that keep people as
individuals Not often their work, but their hobbies
and their playtme their fascinating traits Take
Pete Michels, otherwise good operator for the
railway He dabbes in floral culture; varies it with
a bit of gold fish raising. hunter of some parts
he mourns the loss of a dog with whom he had
hunted for 10 years. Mrs. Irve Nelson, working
wife of oil Nelson, rates the title of longest
commuter in this hamlet-perhaps she is the only
one. Each m. she pilots her car from this city
to Greenwad where she works in the banking house
of Ted Wurst. And is back each evening. Mrs
w. H. Parker-Just to CAD about to see what they're
nine pairs of mittens and two of gloves AS she
says, she sits listening to the radio.
In the long winter evenings hunting never dies
Its hot stove league bois with the cronies
conjures up tales at Gus Ottos. There amphtheatred
before the front window, you might find the boys
swapping yarns blasting the dome of politics. mould
ing bullets for 80 cabre rifles shooting the bazes
out of targets, arguing who the match when
somebody hid the target. Gus showed couple
of guns the other day. One muzze loading shot
gun, had wicked character and oozed history from
its darkened muzzle. 1t of vintage 112 summers
ago. Another he displayed with pride. One of
the first breech block types, it the first gun
Gus ever owned. favorite hunk of memory.
And by way of contrast: Ferdinand Weiner, the
nurseryman, has never shot gun. -.
Smiles AS conspicuous a woman in Johns
Place.
There's fellow out here who makes violins as
little sideline. While his escapes me, 1
of his creations the other day. According to
standards, perhaps they not equal to Strads
Commercially fortune-getter still he supplies
many of the farm lads, who have yen to fiddle
And talk swung to tornadoes the other day.
farmer in the crowd had the best He told of
a twister that lifted herd of sheep in the funnel
carried them short way, then deposited the sheep
without harm, as carefully mother lays baby
in its crib. Marvellous the ways of nature;
and terrible too. Speaking of March winds
as who was-the guy fellow who blew the
schoolhouse 120 feet with estimated II 900 toots
They're suspecting Buck Potter's handiwork On
neat little mound in front of the now-closed Oxford
Theatre rests marker, crude cross, with sprig
OF evergreen GROWING it. So this doesn't happen
every day: Pete Reinardy has to pick up his liquor
store and move because when the school addition
to the east is completed His store will be too
close to the educational seat according to law :.
Sure signs of spring: The kids breaking out the ola
marble sack. And your correspondent getting
yen for buds Whadda they do in places
where it's never spring-yearn for new back cover
ings eternally? ...
Courage rises in the oldest places, comes in I'M
expected quantities. Yet it to blossom strong
er when one is pressed to point that courage might
seem impossible. Through such courage rides
a vein of happiness that is more than those less
pressed ever seem to attain. In University hos
pital has been for more than year, Eleanor Conkey
think she must be about 16 II. Hers is an af-
Fiction that struck suddenly infection that
settled in the bones. Now inactive for more than
year, Eleanor wrote to her father George, here
a statement that buoyed him end. She said simp-
ly: If everyone felt good 1 do inside they
would be happy"
At the j. V. Nelson home is growing a strange
friendship bowl Of goldfish; and a cat The cat
sleeps, curling his furry body around the gold fish
bowl At times he'll arise, stretch up his front
paws, lap from the bowl to assuage his thirst .
But he never harms hair-pardon, a scale-on the
fishes heads. Wel-mannered pets in South
Pine mansions. And the George Aldous' moved
the other day. And the second night their dog
Duke failed to appear. Next day, when they had
given him up for lost he discovered in the porch
OF the house they had vacated. He had gone
home; SWITCHED his way into the opened porch door;
the door had closed behind him. :.
Mrs. Andrew Nelson and her sister and brother
who returned Saturday from Cal, had fine trip by
motor Everything fine until they landed on
their own street here where they got stuck on the
ice Larry Cooper and Bud Carpenter arguing
about the date of Easter this year. Topping remark
TO end the argument was Buds: why Easter
doesn't come on Sunday this year." Allan Megs
denying with exclamation points, rumor floating
around that he might lose the Greyhound bus depot
spot. Just fourteen days after he had met her.
Gordon Morse gave Mrs Morse the ring. sales
man in town the other evening took slot machines
in this countryside for fifty bucks. :.