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THE ECHO
CHILDREN SHOULD BE SEEN... NOT HURT
. . . Reprinting a Classic Open Letter from
A Dallas Father to His Fellow Motorists
A LAWYER’S LAST
WILL
Dear Motorists:
Today my daughter, who is seven years old, started to
school as usual. She wore a dark blue dress with a white collar.
She had on black shoes and wore blue gloves. Her cocker
spaniel, whose name is “Scoot”, sat on the front porch and
whined his canine belief in the folly of education as she waved
goodbye and started off to the halls of learning.
Tonight we talked about
school. She told me about the
girl who sits in front of her . . .
the girl with the yellow curls
. . . and the boy across the aisle
who makes funny faces. She
told me about her teacher who
has eyes in the back of her
head, and about the trees in
the school yard . . . the big girl
who doesn't believe in Santa
Claus. We talked about a lot of
things . . . tremendous, vital,
unimportant things. Then we
studied spelling, reading, and
arithmetic. And then went to
bed.
She’s back there now .
back in her nursery . . . sound
asleep, with “Princess Eliza
beth” (that’s a doll) cuddled
in her right arm. You guys
wouldn’t hurt her, would you?
You see. I’m her daddy. When
her doll is broken, or her finger
cut, or her head gets bumped, I
can fix it. But when she starts
to school, when she walks
across the street, then she’s in
your hands.
She’s a nice kid. She likes to
ride horses and swim and hike
with me on Sunday afternoons.
But I can’t be with her all the
time ... I have to work and pay
for her clothes and her educa
tion. So please help me look out
for her. DRIVEi CAREFULLY.
Drive slowly past the schools
and intersections. And please
remember that children run
from behind parked cars.
Please don’t run over my little
girl.
WE MAKE ’EM TOO!
A newspaper in reporting a
collision between a train and a
cow ended its report by saying
that the engineer “put on full
steam and dashed into the cow,
literally cutting it into calves.”
Another paper spoke about
a would-be suicide as attaching
a “horse to his car’s exhaust
Dipe and then putting the other
end in his mouth.”
A contrite correction read
“There was a mistake in yester
day’s item that said Joe
entertained a party of men
friends at crap shooting. It
should have been ‘trap shoot-
*999
mg.
^ In writing of a society wed
ding, the unfortunate bride was
described as wearing a “gown
of white satin and lice.” Just to
make things still worse, the pa
per said in speaking of the re
ception afterward that “many
arrests are expected,” when
they meant “many guests”.
Please remember though that
This strange will was left by a
young- lawyer who died several years
ago in the ward for the insane in
the Almshouse of Cook County,
Illinois. The will was found in his
coat. On a resolution of the Chicago
Bar Association the document was
sent to probate and so was spread
on the records of Cook County.
I, Charles Lounsberry, being
01 sound and disposing mind
and memory, do hereby make
and publish this, my last will
and testament, in order, as just
ly may be, to distribute my in
terest in the world among those
succeeding me: That part of
my interest which is known in
law and recognized in the sheep
bound volumes as my property,
being inconsiderable and of no
account, I make no distribution
of this in my will. My right to
live, being but a life estate, is
not at my disposal, but these
things excepted, all else in the
world I now proceed to devise
and bequeath.
Item: I give to good fathers
and mothers, in trust for their
children, all good little words
of praise and encouragement
and all quaint pet names and
endearments and I charge said
parents to use them justly, but
generously, as the 'needs of
their children shall require.
Item: I leave to children in
clusively, but only for the term
of their childhood, all and
every flower of the field and
blossoms of the woods, with
the right to play among them
freely, according to the cus
toms of children, warning them
at the same time against thistles
and thorns. And I devise to
children the banks of the
brooks and the golden sands
beneath the waters therein, and
the white clouds that float high
over the giant trees.
And I leave the children the
long, long days to be merry in
a thousand ways, and the night
and the train of the Milky Way
to wonder at, but subject, nev
ertheless, to the rights herein
after given to lovers.
it isn’t always the printer.
Sometimes the copy is unread
able and it’s often the way sen
tences are worded. One editor
wrote that the local Chamber
of Commerce was “losing a
good man in its retiring secre
tary; one whose work could
not be possibly underestimat
ed.”
THIS THING CALLED LIFE
In all walks of life and op
portunity, I wonder just how
many of us are appreciative
enough to make the most of
what we have. In meditating, I
wonder why most of us do not
strive just a little harder—be
more interested in what goes
on around us—and within our
selves.
Time stands still for no man.
So wake up. No matter how
monotonous your life or work,
there is pleasure in every small
thing, if you will find it so. No
matter who you are, or what
y9u are, you’ve been given the
divine spark of life to live, to
create within yourself, and to
give service to the world.
There’s nothing so wonderful
as health and opportunity. So
do not throw it aside. Make the
most of what you have no mat
ter how small or how great.
In working conditions of to
day, with most industries close
by, there shouldn’t be any ex
cuse for poverty or dire need.
I find there is always someone
kind enough to make the load
just a little easier, if you strive
and try hard enough.
YeSj sir! Work is any man’s
salvation. I’ve traveled south
and given my time to the cotton
fields. I’ve watched the timber
go down in Mississippi. I’ve
skimmed over the waters of the
Gulf, and I’ve listened to the
mighty roar of hundreds of
machines going through the
process of making rubber tires
and in separating cotton to
make thread and cloth. I’ve
listened to the hum of a hun
dred machines stitching pillow
cases and sheets. I’ve felt the
mighty heat from furnaces
where steel goes through many
processes. I’ve done my share
in mixing a tempting drink—
called “soda” to hundreds of
people daily—and in days gone
by—^to help create beauty and
give rest to the weary after a
hard day’s work — called
“Beauty Salon”. Yes, sir! all
walks of life, north, south, east,
west, prove mighty interest
ing. I’ve sailed on the beautiful
river between New York and
Canada. I’ve watched the Ni-
agra Falls from the American
and Canadian side—people at
work and play, all nationali
ties. I’ve watched the process
of curing tobacco in Virginia
and the making of cigarettes.
I’ve walked the sidewalks of
New York and the people—
Chinese, French, Greek, Ital
ians, Swedes, Polish, Ameri
cans—all mingle together. The
Singer Sewing Machines are
bought by people all over the
world _ and covers one entire
floor in the Empire State. Ci
gars are made in the windows
by Chinese. I’ve ridden through
the Holland Tunnel crossing
the Hudson where thousands
pass daily. Yes, sir! it’s mighty
stupendous this thing called
'ife. It’s all around you. My
CHAMPAGNE MA'
SHOP
We aren’t quite s
er those boys who
noon-hour ping pong-
tween W. Straus and
ders are actually wa
game or waiting for'
hit Walter’s “after {
gar”. At any rate, ?
tinguisher isn’t a bod!
games get rather ’
times.... Now listeij
your son certainly
that tall! Anyway, |
certain of it when yj
the machine shop.
lows have rulers lo?
you think! Not mentii
names but one of the
shop boys went
other day and came
plenty—of chiggers!
PULP slilFT “C” ^
Shift “C” was ratji
represented at
Hendersonville on th^
Sept. 26-27. Charlie
was seen trying to
lady in one of the
shows, but it looked'
Brown had her V^\
dated up Elmer'
ports that he will
harvest of pop-corn ;
and would like for e'^
place their orders t
will be able to handlja
along about Chris^j
Since Avery Ensley [ _
trip to Florida last
as if he has develw. ,
trouble. From last
was clicking oflf at
Der minute. Seems ,Jc
was not a business tnfto
after all Paul %c
ports there was frosfwi
Mountain one morji’si
week. He could not D®)e
for he left home ,
early so he could catj.cc
his work before the sf i.
ed. . . .Hovey Waldnst
pre-washer beater hp
in on leave from '
From his report j;.
around Fort BragI? et
bad.... Pre-digestei't i
Kilpatrick thought
for a telephone pole.„
the middle of the
suit — one good f,, .
“gone with the win^-oi
Don’t brood. You’^‘^
not a hen.
Lp
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Executives whose ^
most enthusiastic^
are the ones who ^
they want, and can
quest concisely and
ly.
time may be short,
But the most wonde^^.’
tunity I’ve ever ha^'j ®
taking it as it comeS»Pl'
constructed and fo^t. i
here in the Blue R^'^frd
tains. Beautiful mo^^^
waterfalls, giving
that can use it. Th®
only “E'custa” of
States, the only cig^r^^,
plant in the world,
—An Ecusta ^