Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1942-01-02
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from the
Democrats Pen

MarylanQer-Herald, hung at us III d
recent edition of that paper, publish
ed in Princess Anne, if you know
where that is:
The Editor of the Worcester
Democrat got the jump on every
newspaper in the country last
week when he pulled scoop"
that must have made Walter
Winchell blush with shame. Not
ing the entire front page devoted
to a Yuletide Greeting, we close
iy scanned the rest of the edition
for a news story announcing
that the President had changed
the date of Christmas this year.
OH well, they were always little
slow in that county seat of Somerset;
things and people generally are when
law and politics reign supreme. They
don't believe in taking time by the
forelock, Sufficient unto the day is
the evil thereof" is their motto.
These Somerseters are carried along
with the tide; their course is as
straight as the tree-bordered ave
nue leading through their quiet a.
hodes.
Why, I think those ink-slingers up
there ought to give me vote of
thanks for advanced signals 1 threw
out as to the coming of the Christmas
festival. They may never had heard
of it, nor would they, perhaps, have
ever "heralded" it, had not they seen
it in the Democrat" That first page
was bearer of good tidings, in that
case.
How-some-ever, the little squib at
/. the head of this article refers to only
one page. I think the writer might
have said something about the other
fifteen. That was a 16-page paper
was chock full of Christmas advertis
ing. Old Santa heard about what we
were going to do that week, so ne
made an official trip over to POGO
moke, said trip altogether unknown
to the world at large, dropped down
en- the roof of our office, and asked
TO see some of the copy we were go
ing to use. We were glad to accom-
snodate the old soul and he perused it
with great care. His judgment was
that everything was OK. and so much
so he wanted to give recognition to
the wares about which we told. the
public, by having his picture accom-
pany the edition. That's the secret
of the whole thing, believe it or not.
His generous old face was splendid
endorsement of the coming satisfac
ZION and real pleasure to be derived
from purchase of the goods adver-
tised in that issue; and these same
goods sold, too, don't you forget that.
But talking about being fore-hand-
ed or fore-minded, have to take off
my hat to the Snowhillers. They got
me beat to a FRAGILE. So, Princess
Anne, you know where that puts you.
went up there recently and when
got to that part of the village street
where there are intersections enough
to give it five corners, my jalopy
was halted by man standing in the
center, turning around like top and
waving his arms like a windmill. Be
lieve you me, he had to do some quick
work watching five ways to keep
from being run down by an auto, and
know he must have gotten dizzy.
Of course, brought my old boat
alongside, and sort of eased her up to
where he was standing. He came up
to the window of my so-called car, and
said:
'sYou can't go any further with
your contraption."
"Why?" 1 meekly queried.
"Snow Hill is having blackout!"
Well, Sir, l unconsciously ducked,
but soon came to myself. Inasmuch as
the time was shortly after o'clock,
p. M, said:
"a blackout?"
"Yes!"
looked out to see whether the sun
was about to be eclipsed, but there he
was doing business at the same old
stand. 1 thought possibly I was a
bout to see some miracle. Seems to
me / read somewhere about a man
named Joshua, Il forgot his last
name) who had the temerity to COM
mand old Sol to stand still. reckon
the luminary was so shocked at
the patriarch's audacity, it actually
did come to a halt, and l wondered
whether 1 was to see a second edition
Of that event, and, indeed, a new YER
zion. Not only would the Sun halt but
these Snowhillers were about to make
it stop shining. That's the only way /
could conceive of black-out at al
most mid day.
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