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By., Jim' Osborne
Attention..,G. I, Joe and G. I, Jane,
In a,recent issue we tried to promote the
idea of establishing a window display of
souvenirs, v/hich were to be sent in by
n* gals, who are overseas.
Again we will state the idea and you are
requested to send in such items as you
C:an obtain. We will display these sou
venirs to their best advantage, tagging
each article vdth the scndors name. Re
member we only vjant to borrow the souvenir
and we will keep them for you until you
return or if you wish them delivered to
some relayive or friend we will do so.
; Wc gratefully acknov/ledge several inter-.
csting items which hr.ve already come in
and Burt Brackctt is preparing the vdndoiv
now for their display and wc hope to have them ref?.dy for the
public in the next few days - we have gotten a German Flagi a
Swastika, a German soldier^,s armband vdth the swastika emblem, JapanesQt Rifles,
some money, and a fev/ other articles. Now you knovj vje wouldn*t object to having
H itlcr*s Hide for Jerry Caldwell to stuff and Tojo’s Ears to mount on a small*-
sized jack-ass. So send the souvenirs rolling in and we’ll show them off to advan
tage , . . ,
I pe;rsonally enjoyed Mrs.- Fred Richard’s article in a recent issue of the Hoover
Rail, describing life in 0}ar coonu^iity in the days gone by. It brought back many
fond recollections of the horse and buggy days, reminding me of a few tall tales
that I had almost forgotten. They arc of the variety usually concocted around the
Cracker Barrel in the old General Store, but perhaps some o'f you younger boys have
not her.rd them, so stand by;'
Many years ago when Cleveland Hill & Power Company wad first established, our
only.method of travel was the old ”Gray Marc”, A)3out this time one of the Store
Clerks ddcided to take a day off and saddling old Dobbin, started for the South
Mountains, At that time these mountains had no*'passable roads, only narrov/ w5_nding
trails. This young man had almost reached the top of the mountain. It was in the
heat of the day, so he decided'it was time to- rest and eat. He hitched his horse in
the shade of a large tree and gave him his regular ration of oats and nubbins of
corn — then he settled dcwn on a cool moss-covered rock beside the trail, and pro
ceeded to fish out his can of sardines and crackers for a quiet and enjoyable lunch.
But the quiet solitude was suddenly disturbed by the^sound of another visitor who
was ”Hot-footing’! it up the steep trail. This-'traveler turned out to-be"a t;^?pical
ravjboned mountain woman, dressed in a-Mother Hiibbard drSss'of gingham, that would
have ordinarily dragged the ground. But in order to make top speed ''she had pulled
her skirt up so that h^r high-top buttoh shoes were extremely obvious. Her long
st ride that carried her so sv/iftly tip the steep trail had caused her old-fashioned
sun-bonnet to fall off the back of her head and was only kept on by the conventional
chin-strap. She did not give the stran^r beside the'trail even a passing glance
and W/J.S -soon cut of sight, leaving 'the fully bevaldered young clerk wondering just
what'in the h—- was happening. 'She had hardly passed out of sight when'a one-man