Ottawa County news. (Port Clinton, Ohio) 1931-1956, 1952-03-28
THE FLOWING TIDE
BY Florence Kennedy

in the yard of Mr.. and Mrs. Will
liam Gwinup, at 420 West Third
Street. Not only do they have
pretty flowers at their house, but
the other day they had beauti-
ful great-granddaughter sitting
sitting big as you please in the
parlor chair. She's just four
months old, and by using the
right combination of words, you
can force mighty pretty smile.
She's Edna Lynn, daughter of Mr..
and Mrs. Roy Henderson When
two ladies have dinner they sell
dom expect to be caught up in
the midst of businessmen's din
ner. That's just what happened to
a friend and l last week at the
Island House. Starting out calm
iy and sedately we soon found
ourselves, at about the third
course, being referred to as 1.-THE
ladies in the corner" 1t was
rather nice, though, for there we
saw Mayor Becker, Carlton Schwan
and Milton Hersberger and some
other nice gentlemen whom we're
not acquainted with working very
hard to map out bang-up Vac
ationland Program Two OF
the cutest tykes around are the
twin blonde daughters of Mr. and
Mrs. George Nichols, Alb Jackson
Street. Even though you can hard
ly tell them apart, you may find
out which is which by calling
one SANDY" and the other "Pamy"
They are going to reach the ripe
old age of six in April, / un-
derstand 1t seems pity
that someone can't come up with
a cure for the blight which is hit
ting our beautiful elm trees. |
was really quite sorry and sad
when the beautiful elm in our
court house yard was cut down.
There's something about an old
tree, which has stood through
years of storm and sunshine and
acted as protector and shelter to
the passing generations, which
makes you feel as if you've sud
denly lost a very good friend
when it's suddenly removed from
YOUR view one of my favorite
peeves at the moment is that silly
advertisement for national
shampoo with sickeningly sweet
voiced fellow telling you that
you're not being fooled by him,
that if you use "Soapless Hope
less" you'll be everybody's sweet
heart. Well, all / want to know
is: Just who wants to be every
body's gal, anyway? Why can't
national advertisers come up with
some sort of come-on which
doesn't insult the intelligence OF
their listeners? Somehow, | can't
help but feel that they think the
public has no brains at all or
that we're all grasping at any straw
which may make us popular. !
can't imagine what would happen
if every girl walked down the
street, a stereotyped example OF
the modern, raving beatty. Men
would be jumping out the win
dows, shooting their wives and
children, and no woman would
be safe on the streets. Or at
least that's what the advertisers
would have you believe. What
type of world are they trying
to create, these presumptioIs
hucksters?????? It's nice
sight to see the fishing boats
| leaving and entering the harbor
after their long winter of inactiv-
ity. Understand the commercial
fishermen won't be out for awhile
though too much floating
ice 1t was a pleasure
to watch the nigh school students
having such fun with their play
"Our Miss Brooks" last Friday
night. The enjoyment they had
in giving the play was trans
| mitted to the audience which gave
everyone a good feeling as well
as a nightly entertaining evening.
A swell job, kids It's quite
a sight to see water Up over the
banks at the river, but it's a
headache to keep it pumped out
at the Port Clinton Lumber Com
oany basement and at the Lund.
ard Elevator. Waters nice until
t forgets to keep its place as
hose caught in the inundaticn
asst weekend can painfully agree
Can't you almost feel the
glow among people when the sur
shines and mild breezes blow in
from the lake, almost making you
feel as if old Mother Earth knew
what beautiful garb her earth
lings appreciate most. Budding
trees, little green blades oi
grass and peeking violets all
90 to make Up a beautiful world
and you really feel you're glad
to be alive Excuse me
please, I've got to run out and
sae ahout Snring chanaau