April 22, 1940
CHATHAM BLANKETEER
Page Three
AROUND THE MILL
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Studebaker Official Examines Cloth
Mr. Jack Wilder, of the Cloth Department of Studebaker, ex
amines some of our own Chatham cloth, headed for Studebaker.
Mr. Wilder visited us April 3 and 4.
BURLING DEPT.
Mr. and Mrs. J. T. Carlton spent
Saturday shopping in Winston-
Salem.
Mr. and Mrs. Bill Wagoner spent
Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Charles
Spencer of Benham.
Mr. and Mrs. E. B. Walker were
uhe Sunday guests of Mr. and Mrs.
Carson Freeman.
Mrs. Jettie Armstrong and
daughter, Eva, spent Sunday with
Miss Mozelle Freeman.
Mary and Ruth say they are
sleepy since they are “night owls.”
Mr. and Mrs. Sam Ray went
shopping in Winston-Salem Mon
day.
Mr. and Mrs. Curtis Sechrest
spent the week-end visiting in
Pilot Mountain.
Mrs. Fae Reavis is on our sick
list this week.
SIWNING
A Shift
We are glad to have Mr. J. L,
Powers back on the job again.
Mrs. W. O. Key, (Rose) under
went an operation Wednesday at
the local hospital. We are glad to
report that she is getting along
nicely.
Note to the farmers; “The price
of produce is to go up within the
next week. Rev. Mr. Powers is
able to be out again and able to
take nourishment once more. So
says Jack Terrell.
Walter Worth motored to
Greensboro Sunday to visit his
sister.
Clyde Cothern motored to Yad-
kinville Sunday to visit Noah Hol
brook who is holding a revival at
the Yadkinville Holiness Church.
Several of the T. C. U. boys
haven’t eaten since Monday night.
They are getting ready for the
hamberger supper next Monday
night at the club.
Baker says that he has not had
the calls for goat milk that he was
expecting after the last issue of
the Blanketeer and would like to
say again that “Goat Milk is for
Sale.”
Boots Amburn hasn’t much to
say these days. However, he did
get to the club Monday night and
that is much better than most of
the newly married boys can do.
The mystery of the owl still re
mains unsolved.
Several of the boys in the mule
room were making up for a wreath
of flowers for Russ Powers but
found that Russ had only gone
fishing.
Clyde Cothern has a new Ford,
and now, we wonder, how you do
it, Clyde?
Walker Luffman ihas put an
electric fence around his farm.
Walter Worth says that some day
the state of North Carolina is
going to be trying him for fist de
gree murder.
NAPPING DEPT.
A Shift
Sister says it time for the gossip
•heet again. I sure do hate that
cause that “new and better re
porter” hasn’t been selected as
yet and I’m still behind the eight
ball.
Finding gossip (I mean the kind
you can print) for this department
is just like searching for a needle
in a hay stack.
Gilliam has found out to his
sorrow that this is a man by the
name O’ Paul in that saucy “Red
head’s” life. Don’t give up, Gill
iam. Faint heart n’ere won Fair
Lady.
Frank Duncan ihas also learned
that the cute little blonde at the
hospital isn’t on duty all the time.
Hard Luck.
The Sherrill twins are very
happy to be working together
again.
The Napping Room office
equipment (2 desks and 2 chairs)
has been moved from the west side
of the building to the east side.
The office force (Big Jake) reports
that they are charmed with their
new surroundings—especially the
wall paper and the view. It is fa
miliarly known as the office with
a view.”
The S^herrill twins and Dot spent
the week-end in Winston-Salem
(me too). Believe it or not, we
were glad to get back home. It
just doesn’t seem right down there
any more. This is home to us now
and we like it.
Well, it’s signing off time again.
So once again, ladies and gentle
men, we bring to a close another
scries of the Gab Fust, featuring
Babe Poole as your noisy news re
porter. So long, folks.
FULLING MILL
This issue closes the year for
the Blanketeer as well as for the
reporters. It has been a swell
time for me and I hope everyone
has enjoyed his Blanketeer as
well as I have mine.
Louis Tuggle, of the Piece Dye
department, is to enter the hos
pital for an operation sometime
during the week of Api'il 15-22.
We hope you have a speedy re
covery, Louis.
If anyone in the mill has a
suggestion as to a means of num
bering the piece dye mills please
report to T. A. Redmon. We just
can’t get them numbered satis
factorily.
Mr. Hatch told Lefty to go
home one afternoon a few days
ago because it seems that Lefty
is trying to build up the hour
basis. Lefty said In reply that he
was only trying to make a liv
ing.
Can anyone tell me anything
finer than finding two swell girls
at the grill when you go to eat?
They surely do help the supper
period move swiftly on. The bad
part is that you have to return
to work and leave them to more
lucky fellows . Oh well, those
things are to be expected when
one works on the second shift.
The boys from the finishing
plant certainly did have a swell
time at the hamburger fry given
them by the Elkin members of
the T. C. U. club Monday night,
April 15.
Anyone wanting to learn how
to dry summer blankets should
ask Bob Newman of the first
shift dryers. Oh boy, they are
just a breeze with him. Eh. Bob?
During the conversation con
cerning telephone voices around
the mill Babe Poole says that the
voice that she enjoys most is that
of T. A. Redmon of the piece dye
department. She says that she
likes the way that he answers the
phone. T. A., maybe you have
something there.
Say . . . They tell me that Russ
Burcliam of the Wool depart
ment, is spending most (if not
all) of his spare time in Jones-
ville these days. Now let’s see if
we can find out her name. Russ,
could her name be Ann ? ? ?
Dot Samuels told me tonight
that some of the cotton coming
from the dryer had rolled selvage.
I just can’t understand why un-
les it rolls itself because we don’t
have anyone in the finishing
plant on that job.
Fred “Possum” Kimel told me
that the sole reason for his con
dition during the past few weeks
was pure and simple “mistaken
identity.” It’s plain to see that
he was telling the truth, because
we haven’t seen anyone else in
like condition.
Rotten Night
Marie (dreamily)—Oh, George,
remember, it was on just such a
night as this that we met.
George (married to her)—^Yeh,
rotten night, ain’t it?
Pershing’s Place
Veteran—I’d like to take Per
shing’s place in the army.
Recruit—What do you mean?
Veteran—I’d like to retire from
it for life.