Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1941-11-07
"Chirps''@
from the
Democrats Pen

would be a good idea for the city
fathers to strike out the word mot"
ON the "Do-not-enter" signs, and may
he then some of these either "neah-
sighted" or "no-sighted" or "don't-
care-if-I-do" people would go the
proper way just to be contrary. The
sign as it reads seems to be equlva-
lent to an invitation to turn the prov
Of their boat right against the tide.
The humorous situations still con-
tinue to spring up. Last Saturday
night a car was proceeding east on
Clarke Avenue between Vine and Lin
den-proceeding just as if there was
never anything more comfortable
than to violate the law-and right
ahead were two or three cars head
ing the right way-west.
There was a jam of course, there
being cars parked on both sides OF
the street. Those heading west knew
they were right; the car heading
west, maybe didn't know or didn't
care: anyhow in both directions the
cars set up a horn-blowing and, I'm
here to tell you, there was some noise.
There was quite some delay in unrav-
cling the knot, and don't know how
the ships that passed in the night
ever got by without side swiping.
How-some-ever, there's a Biblical
Injunction to the effect that it is we'll
to remove the mote from ones own
eyes before seeing the beam that is
in thy brothers orb of vision, and I'm
ready to "fess up" that myself re-
vealed some of the characteristics
which I am accusing other people of
possessing, when I turned the wrong
way up a one way street in village
not so far away. We all make mis-
takes at times, and sometimes the
situation is beyond ones control.
This was evidenced by the man in
the story I heard not long ago. This
man started to turn into a one-way
street against the signs. It happened
miraculously that a cop was nearby
and saw what was going to happen
and, in a rather sarcastic tone he
bawled out to the driver:
"Who told you, you could enter
that street the way you're going?"
In a rather weak, tremulous, sub
dued voice, revealing rather strained
domestic relations, the poor man an
swered: st~@
"My wife, here, Sir"
go on! brother, and if you should
happen to get smashed into smither-
Gems, I know it will be happy re-
lief. Hail and farewell, unhappy
SOUL" This was the reply of that
hard-hearted minion of the law.
Whether the trip through the forbid
den street resulted fatally, history
sayeth not.
But, I'm going to tell the truth a
bout it, my trip the wrong way up
or down-the street was not the re-
suit of any back-seat driving by my
better seven-eighths; so all the evil
in the world can not be laid at the
door of the weaker 90 sex.
And, speaking of the widespread
violation of the one-way street ordi-
nance, seems to me good lesson for
some of these people who, apparently,
are unable to read, would be to de-
prive them of that two-dollar bill the
said ordinance mentioned something
about. Come to think of it, it would,
probably, be more effective to collect
two one-dollar bills, because some
people hate a two-dollar note worse
than "pizen" and would consider it
blessed relief to get rid of it. They'd
surrender it without a sigh and go
on just the same.
It is said, and very truly so, that
man can be easily touched through
his pocket book; and when a mans
wallet is attacked, I wager that the
signs Will look more like they were
painted in English and not in Greek.
The ordinance is a good one, and it
was the opinion lately expressed by al
member of the city police force that
the traffic conditions on Saturday
nights had been much better of late,
although there are still many who
prefer to poke their noses in a di-
rection opposed to the law. There's
where the two-dollar dose would re-
lieve Indifferent persons from going
where they were not wanted. How
ever, all things come to those who
wait, and, maybe, and perhaps the
good things are just around the cor
ner-provided, one turns in the right
direction.