The society for the prevention of cruelty to dumb animals is going: to get Bill Lyne.
To begin with, he jumps the poor, innocent, hard - working, well-meaning-but-limited editor of the county paper because that item about brush fires got overlooked. One of the printers at the News office says now whenever he sees a burned-over field, he blushes with guilt as if he had struck the match himself. In fact, all of us may develop inferiority complexes (or something) if Lyne doesn’t stoP-jicking on-whThe
latest piece of his heckling comes with the question: “What has Janet Sollenberger got that I haven't got?” Of course, he got a quick answer to that one: “I wouldn’t know, but you might ask over at the bank.”
Then Lyne continues. “Home demonstration news gets put on the front page all the time and my writings get stuck back in some corner and completely hid.’’
There ain’t no answer, Mr. Lyne.
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It always seemed so nice and refined when ladies could have nervy s breakdowns. Of course, I once heard of the brother who reported that he had never seen his elderly maiden sister have a ner
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