The Bluffton news. [volume] (Bluffton, Ohio) 1875-current, 1953-07-23
Mainly Personal

| AND WHERE HAS THE SUM.
MER GONE everyone is beginning
to ask as the word gets around that
in less than six weeks the youngsters
will be trotting back to school and
the siren song of the cicada reminds
there's only that long until one can
expect the first frost.
But for lovers of sweet corn,
king of the garden harvest, the
summer has just arrived. First
ears of the home grown variety
began to appear in front of the
Bluffton groceries this week, and
of course, many local gardeners
are now boasting of eating their
own succulent products. Sweet
corn is one thing we've heard no
one say should be "given back
to the Indians"
Of the vegetables in our own gar
| den plot, sweet corn seems to like
US most, and we return the compli-
ment. There just seems to be some
thing friendly about the big shaggy
headed fellows in our back yard
When the wind blows a little they
seem to lean over to be caressed, and
we oblige them by going from stalk
to stalk to feel the growing plump
ness of the ears they push toward
us.
Not that our string beans have
been snobbish or that the potato
plants have shifted when we ap-
preached with hoe in hand, but
they simply don't give us the
hearty welcome our corn does.
We try to be nice to them, too.
Our neighbor, Nelson Herr, says
they like to have the soil loose
and free above the roots, and
we've tried to cater to their ev-
cry wish, We've sprayed and
sprayed again to rid them of the
pests our birds don't seem to
care about, but we have the i'm
preston they are not too appre-
ciative.
On the other hand those rugged fell
lows in the corn patch are easy to
get get along with. They even cover
up some of our gardening shortcom-
ings. They dwarf the tallest weed
and make it look insignificant and
never complain when we're tardy
about routing out the intruder.
Yes, sir, we like our corn, and
when the day comes that the burden
of holding up those big ears be-
comes too much, we're going to re-
lieve the stalks and store the harvest
in the deep freeze.
WE'RE GOING TO KNOCK ON
WOOD before we say it, and we
certainly hope that it doesn't Of
fend any of our local mosquitoes
but their almost complete alb
sence this simmer is something
for which we want to thank
Mayor w. A. Howe and the viii
lage officials who seem to do ev-
erything possible to make mos
quitoes unwelcome here.
Perhaps the critters have gone to |
indian Take Of some other summer
resort or picnic grounds where an
outing would not be complete with |
put them. ..2.
We suppose some of Bluffton's ex-
GI's who spent their time in the
South Pacific occasionally get lone
some to hear the music of several
hundred mosquitoes in chorus outside
their bunk nets, but if nostalgia stirs
them too much, there's still time to
"re-up."
MRS. PAUL EMMERT recently
was the subject of feature story in
the house organ published by the
makers of Forney welding equipment
by whom her husband Paul is now
as a salesman.
The Bluffton woman was cited as
an example of how the wives can
help their husbands and incidentally
bolster the family pay check. She
was pictured beside a sign she re-
Gently painted for Paul, directing
prospects for Forney welding equip
ment to their home about quarter
mile west.
Mrs. Emmert, the article
stated, admits she's no Grand
ma Moses" and that she had
quite a time sketching on paper
and finally on the sign. How
ever it turned out to be a neat
job, and it must be help, be-
cause, according to another item
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