The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1940-07-11
sAUK CENTRE HERALD, Sank Centre MINI.

what But it was supposed to have been exciting
raised to the socket trembed Then into the gull
of war tumbled millions Of European peoples.
And for entire winter ively-hap
pened :. That anti climax. Then in thu
spring the old tempo began beating out new excit
ing throbbing rhythm. And people stopped once
more to cape at the awful thing going on. Wha
would happen now? And after another, in al
astonishing succession of things the unexpected the
really quiet things happened. Countries fell
crumpled from within. Countries everyone expected
rich ageold heritage, to stand unto death itself
into France. Frenchmen? They would fight to the
end with their backs to the wall. Paris would be
defended stone by stone. Over here people won
dered-since they had never seen it happen-wha
would occur when Paris did fall And then more
anti-climax. Into Paris marched the conquerors
and found-a dead city. Unpeopled And the arm
chair sitters all the world sat back once more
exhausted, frightened with it all little disappont
ed. 1t hadn't been what they expected. It's
not that people want killing, slaughter ruin and
destruction But they're completely out of harmony
with this new type of war. What they expect, on
the basis of old facts, doesn't pan out 1t leaves
them painting with fears, fewer hopes dazzling
senselessness. The anti-climax sends them SILVER
ing from unseen terrors. It's the unseen, the
unknown the strange intrigues that must be direct
ing this that frightens over here. If you
think this is the wild gamboling of a columnst
whose space to fill is bigger than his processes-thea
take look at cross section of public opinion as
you've it on the street. That's what we did
To point to it conclusively, the local Red
Cross has had at least calls asking to adopt war
event they penetrated this far west then there would
be opportunity But not at present
Herb Hanauer has canoe he's fashioned. 1t
NAV not be the best such craft made. But
it's his and the work of his own hands. It's odd
how the things men create become part of them.
In becoming that part it is not unnoticed as to its
flaws. . . He gets more critical than ever. May
ne doesn't that 1t.
known some who have.
Talk about changing faces This street changes
them fast it looks like page from the masquers.
:. We talked of it the other day standing on the
corner and noticing that only out of every TWEEN
ty-five, some such proportion, was more than a
passing acquaintance. . How many friendly
people be strangers is beyond me. It's
indicative of pace and FESTIVE atmosphere that
up in the last one Twenty years ago races
didn't change, they only aged and melowed, dis
appeared at death. Now they pass with the sud
denness of a storm. New ones move in to take their
places . 1t creates a type of personality for
city, For city does have one, you know.
Some colorless, negative. Some famboyant;
most today is that character of change. new
face for every mood Changing scenery; chang
ing faces
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Out on tree-flanked Birch Lake is a little COM
munity of transient jewellers that have jewel OF a
setting. A three sided bowl with wooded hills
etching a skyline, jagged and haZy opens to clear
water on the fourth. . We spent some time over
the holiday at the G. H. Vandesteeg cottage out
there =. &. 1t twenty years ago or so when son,
Bob was little shaver that epidemic of infan-
tile paralysis feared Cases cropped out in the
community, and doctors advised taking youngsters
to open air and away from the crowds in the town
Then it happened on the spur of the moment
They bought the cottage in the fear OF spread
of the disease to their own family. They consider
it yet wise and fun-filng purchase.
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Nate Underhill is a dog lover. mere are no
two ways about that. What's raore he knows
how to train them. His present one Betty, is
the perfection of obedience. She'll retrieve beaut
fully; she'll ride the running board of the car without
much a whimper. At mealtime she'll stand
has tucked her tumbling in the collar to keep
to- He had another that a good field dog.
He had his moments of forgetfulness when he'd dash
off scampering after a rabbit. Then midway
between master and object Of his pursuit, the dog
would STOP retrace his steps, His training over
coming his instinct. found such comments extreme
ly interesting There was another dog who at
six months was a real bench dog. Mr.. Underhill
showed him in Minneapolis on one occasion. He
stayed in the hotel with his master. When Mr.
Underhill went to the dining room he'd charge the
dog in the lobby. His obedience to the command
knew no bounds. One time the master was gone for
two hours the dog charged in the lobby. Passers-
by looked at him, whistled and called; but the dog
never moved. He just looked at them, raising
his head. But he stirred out of his tracks.