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DEAR FOLKS: Wonder why It is people-think that nothing ever happens in a small town? We stay so busy and so excited over happenings in our town, that when the day is done, so are • we. K '•
Honestly__if people could realm* they can’t judge things, or people, from the outside, that no man knows what goes on in the other man’s house, so stop and think before criticizing arid remember you don’t really know . always what you are thinking or talking labout, but have just been is^ening to “that grape vine again-” . The other day I went down to the post office, I was waiting for Arthur to come back with the car. Dump Massfo.wa*--wiring bf Elizabeth DeBergh to go to Fran s Kitchen for Lundt/ (WWeVasn't5 Home) Dump was getting very, impatient and .very hungry, f told Elizabeth to go on. I would stay in the office, but she just wouldn’t leave until Arthur returned. Finally, after Dump had left and Arthur returned, Elizabeth just sat on ’the stool at the window. AH of a sudden out of a dear blue sky, Elizabeth said “Arthur, the best looking, man and Arthur, his voice. I never heard such a pleasant voice since Mr*Jim Fletcher. Arthur, he was the best looking man. now I mean Arthur he, was the best looking man, now Arthur he really was — but his two son were so ugly. I bet he has an ugly wife”—That’s our Mrs. De Bergh.
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