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flagration and the peoples’ final in terpretation, it took a multi-million aire to be any kind of a gentleman. But, under the New Deal era with its Democratic adjustments, any fellow with a little business efficiency and some grit soon becomes somebody and a great hit. NEWS AND VIEWS The more money some people get the less they are worth. Trouble about political dark horses they are usually light weights. Solomon ought to have been wise with 700 waves to warn him. The “open door’ in China is sim ply something for the Japanese to go through. Nobody loves his neighbor as him self and nobody but a hypocrite claims to. The bigger front some men put up the less they have to back it. Don’t expect a woman to be an angel and work like the devil all the time. Nobody cares for an old tight wad, not even another wad that’s tight. • “The way of the transgressor is hard”—hard on the one thats trans gressed upon. One swallow doesn’t make a Spring, but several swallows are good for a fall. Among many creatures that live on green things are the bulls and bears of Wall Street. The torch of truth never shines more brightly than when waved among a multitude of liers. If the race for naval supremacy continues long, the world will be sunk by its floating debts. It is true, there isn’t much to be seen in a small town, but what we hear makes up for this. Experience teaches a dear school, consequently there is a fool at the foot of every class. The fellow who is the most “puffed up” gets the most wind knocked out of him sooner or later. It is odd, but we observe that the most rain comes in a season when people are not praying for it. According to a doctor, singing warms the blood. We have heard some that made ours postively boil. “Ye are all brethren” is the essence of pure Democracy and a League of Nations all unto itself. Any fellow can easily hide his light under a bushel, because few people want to see it anyway. Nature is stubborn and will con tinue the policy of evolution, even though some people get mad about it. American aristocrats can’t trace their ancestry back far before they run across a wash tub and a cross cut saw. About the easiest way to meet the “best people” of a community is to get a job as bill collector. It isn’t hard to live on a small sal- ery if you don’t spend too much try ing to keep the size of your salary a secret. The farmer has always been the fool who grows the grub that specu lators buy and sell back to Henry Dub. Little did our grandparents think the day would come when the steer ing wheel would formulate the family circle. , No matter what happens now-a- days, you can find a man or two loaf ing about the streets who knew it would. The sign, “beware the dog,” is not hung up that “he who runs may read,” but that he who reads may run. A man who bites iron bolts seeks a job in the U. S. A. This, sounds like the long lost teeth of the law, by Ned. “It is better to give than receive.” The only trouble with that is, the re ceivers are invariably the ones who call our attention to the matter. There is only a short step between the New Deal and Democracy and nothing at all between Bourbonism and Republicanism. Economic laws are funny. When more eggs are laid eggs are cheaper, but when more bricks are laid bricks are higher. In some sections the bootleggers have a brand new drink called bull frog gin. You drink some, hop some and then you croak. “Still water runs deep” some one reminds The Hornet. But, according to our observation, still water does not run at all. Our idea of a real sport is a fellow, who, knowing that he can’t have everything he likes, proceeds to like everything he has. Political parties split sometimes and it is a wonder candidates don’t too, the way some of them attempt to straddle issues. There has been so much cross-fir ing and talk back and forth in this country of late that nervous fellows are about ready to proclaim “damma everybody.” Some people in the white nations hate the yellow race, many in the yellow nations hate the white race and a few in all nations hate the hu man race. A spiritually inclined brother writes and asks us if we believe in communion of spirits. You bet we do. We have communed with lots of fellows who have communed with spirits. We recently read an account of a man who slept past the time for his wedding. That’s nothing. Scads of men never wake up till after the marriage. Hope must be a false affair. We know of many men who have been full of hope for years and years and none of them have met up with any thing yet. When the second man appeared on earth, the rights of the first were cut in half. Now divide yours by the total population and that explains everything. A federal judge declares that any school boy should be able to under stand the constitution. Perhaps they can do it. It seems to be the understanding of it by learned judges that puzzles everybody. There is one thing The Hornet has never understood and that is why the folks who are anxious to grant you a crown of gold in the next world are not willing for you to have one in this. LITTLE SERMONS. The long face was not modeled in Heaven. Blind belief always swallows With out chewing. All trains of thought should carry reason for a headlight. Pure Democracy is the saw-dust trail to a Heaven on earth. The “straight and narrow path” is plenty wide for its traffic. Here are all the commandments in one—mind your own business. POLITICAL INFIDELS A certain state court has decided in an assault case that a punch on the nose is worth 52,000. Possibly you have seen or kfiow of persons to punch whom on the nose would be worth this amount. Just for instance “them” that rode in our New Deal bandwagon all the way to Washing ton in 1936 and then jumped out and immediately began making complete asses of themselves by fighting the interests of the people and party that landed them. IN THE STIR This is election year again, and since the ladies have the ballot, things soon will be in a stir; the old woman will be a-running for sheriff and the old man will be a- voting for ner.
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