Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1942-06-26

and get your thinking caps on to tell
= bigger one:
Parkersburg, Wa. Va, May
3O.-H. j. Meeks thought log
had got tangled up with his trot-
line in the Little Kanawha river
when he started pulling in that
fifty-one-pound catfish.
When he first started pulling,
the line wouldn't bulge, and he
went for help. He and George
Crowder nearly fell out of their
boat when the mudcat's head sur
faced. That head was ten inches
in width-six and half inches
between the eyes.
Now, l want somebody better ac-
uuainted with the piscatorial profess
sion than l am, to tell me what sort
of bait those fellows had along that
day. Did they have it in tin can
or bottle? Did they dig it up from
the ground in the shape of worm, or
was it the article more attractive to
the fisherman than to the fish. Were
they fishing when they saw that
"catty," or were they dreaming off
the effects of the bottle bait. They
were really "seein' things"
There's just one thing, however,
one must give those fishermen credit
for: they didn't tell US the big one
got away. They saw him all right
and got him in the boat. He measured
10 inches across the head and six and
one-half inches between the eyes. It's
a wonder their own eyes didn't pop
out of their heads; and it's still great
er wonder they didn't change places
with the fish and go overheard. 1t
won't do for the good old Eastern
Shore to lag in fish story, as many
rod and reel men as are in this vi
cinity. Help me to fill this column
with better one.
\
Well, Sir, l see by the papers that
Uncle Sam has once more postponed
the day for gas rationing, but moth
ing was said about increasing the
value of the units on our cards. I
think each unit ought to be worth
about II gallons, don't you? And
that reminds me of little squib, that
was handed to me along that time:
Indianapolis mail brought
this to the Marion county ration
ing board:
"And when l die please bury me
Meath a ton of sugar, under
rubber tree.
Lay me to rest in a new auto
machine
And water my grave with good
gasoline"
And I suppose if some one came
along and struck match to the gaso-
dine, the destination the one be-
meath the sod might be most fitting
" emblemized. How-some-ever, i
wish the war were over. l haven't
had a comfortable ride in my car
since they scared me to death about
tires and gas. My coffee and iced
tea acted sorta like they were
ashamed of themselves when they
came to my right hand, and every
dog-goned thing is topsy-turvy, up
side-down, left-handed, hind part be-
fore, and altogether rotten. I'd like
to have had the pleasure of putting
the hit in Hitler before it did get
there. | wouldn't have missed.
And now, people, getting down to
something more serious, there's al
town on the Western Shore that
boasts of the name of Mt. Rainier;
further some more it boasts of hav-
ing four new parks and Fairgrounds
which were opened to the public on
Sunday, June IA. Nothing was said
about any of the old parks the town
had-these were four new ones.
Now, Mt. Rainier is place with
a population slightly under 5000; to
be exact, 1884. The opening of these
parks will be attended with parades,
speech making, and flag raising.
There will be over 70 organizations
in the parade, and the American
Legion will raise Old Glory. Mt.
Rainier will have big Notification
over the acquisition of four new rec
reation spots. The fact that these
are costing them some money, isn't
causing them to lose much sleep.
If town of Mt. Rainier's size can
rejoice over the possession of four
new parks-to say nothing of the old
ones-why should Pocomoke cause so
much grief in having one little teensy-
weensy one? Why, some peoples
faces get as long as horses when
they see golf stick; and log cab
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