The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1940-09-12
SAGE and SOIL
BY Mrs. Paul Schdner

The two super-deluXe, beau
tiful, saleS-supreSSing ads OF the
month were in all the so-called
ladies magazines.
The first depicts a man hold
ing his ears and warning his
wife to please buy a sewing ma
chine. All that the world could
be so sweet! Personally, I've
seen too many males sleep SON.
orously as the wife clickety-
clacked down the long seam
on Grandma'S hand-me-down
sewing machine. Life is just
that way.
The other ao that struck me
with anlazement is one in which
the shining white refrigerator is
shown boasting a whole roast
chicken very much in evidence
on the middle shelf. What kind
of an American family is this
that is able to keep a whole
roast chicken in the refrigerat-
or? Take us for instance. We
raise chickens. Mother is the
sole catcher, butcher and dis
pensor. Should there be a wing
or a neck left to make Bill a
tasty "samitch" for school, I
have to camoufalge it thus:
carefully wrap it in waXed pa
per and then put it in a bowl
with a lettuce leaf or two on
top. Even then, more often
than not. Bill takes a peanut
butter sandwich the next day.
want to know what has been
the matter - it has been a
deep, dark secret, but I've sur
vived that three miles of mag
nificent, shining, smooth, vel
vety oiled road out our way.
The other night after they
had finished it, I came to the
end and just sat there. 1t
seemed as though I couldn't 60
on. And while I was sitting I
thought of a lot of arguments
I could put to the various peo-
pie who say, What do we need
roads for?"
My first thought was, "Whee
this is sure smooth sailing for
that Smith man who is running
for commissioner against our
commissioner, Mr.. McCarty.'
All we can say is that Mr.. Nc
Carly was certainly a good fell
low to help get the road paved
to his opponents door.
noticed that Quinn, Maddox
and several others had been
able to get out that far to put
up their placards. They are such
good takers when they put up
an argument - why not sick
them on someone for ten more
miles of oil?
Then why can't we answer
the dig objection of expense by
putting the situation up to some
of these corporations which
have so many big trucks trans
porting things over this road
Ten Thousand dollars sure
would help on ten miles of tina,
black oil.
There are a lot of American
citizens out our way that would
be mighty anxious to keep W
| with the Joneses" and Woule
sing the song - you've got ter
! miles of oil, we're going to have
it tool" So we could have TWEEN
ty miles of oiled road - if -
I suppose you are wondering
if I ever got up nerve enough
to go on home. I certainly did
I drove to dead mans corner
at the rate of about 20 miles
an hour and then I took to the
dirt road. Anything is better
driving than a WORKOUT boul-
der highway.
I got home in time to fine
that about 20 women in the
Home Demonstration club want
to sponsor good roads out oul
way. I've never seen a woman
road crew, but if it has to be
done, it has to be done.
I think one of the most sat
isfying tasks done by all farm
women is the canning of al
surplus. Unless you do a grea
deal of canning, you can neve:
know how hard a woman works
When the silk is right OF
the corn, the ironing must wait
When there is a buShel of to
matoes, the sox just can't b
mended.
Nature doesn't run on SEIZED
ule in the farm garden, so afte
canning, comes that catchin
up period.