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THE PRINTING PRESS I am the printing press, born of the mother earth,, My hear^isgf steel, my limbs am of iron, ana my’fingers are of bra* * 1 sing the songs of the world, the oratorios of history, the symphonies of all time. I am the voice of to-day, die herald of to-morrow. I weave into the warp of the past the woof of the future. I tell the stories of peace and war alike. I make the human heart beat with passion or tenderness. I stir the pulse of nations, and make brave men do better deeds, and soldiers die .... ' I am the laughter *nd tears of the world, and I shall never die until all things return to the immutable dust. I am the printing
press.
—Robert Hobart Davis
Flint Hill 4-H*ers In Summer Projects ;!•
Enjoy Picnic
A picnic at Dickey Ridge was. the culminating activity for girls taking summer projects in 4-H, Some of the food for the supper was prepared by the! girls taking food preparation and breads projects. Jean Lillard j made yeast rolls to eat with weiners; Paula Miller prepared potato salad and Dorothy Ann Moore baked cookies.
There were seven girls: Jean and Judy Lillard, Lorreta Anil and Marlyn Sutphin, Dorothy Moore, Frances Wood and Doris Atkins and their leaders, Mrs. Paul Miller, Mrs. Frank Cary, Mrs. Barbara Gentry and twp guests, Mrs. B. J. Mrs. Louis Moore.
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