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U. D. C. Friday afternoon at the home of Miss Emmie Heame Horton, Mrs. Wyche sand Mrs. Horton organized a Junior U. D. C. They started with a good number. The officers were elected as follows: President, Emmie Heame Horton; Vice-President, Cora Lillian Pattjer- son; Secretary, Nell "Wthitworth; Treasurer, Mary LfOuise Patterson, Historian, Hazel Truett; Press Re porter, Claire Huneycutt. At the close of the party apples and bananas were served. They all had a delightful time. It was de cided to meet once a month. Next month It will meet wibh Miss Claire Huneycutt. Last Thursday afternoon the Mac- Dowell Music Club met at the audi torium of the high school building. Quite a number of the pupils played the piano, a few being from our room, namely: Eleanor Mann, Mary Louise and Cora Lillian Patterson. (By Cora Lillian Patterson.) snr.Tjki. JNRWft of milk a day, also two grind-stones, one set of harness and a hayrake. Some cow! ——^ -♦ Maby So. Max B.—“I wonder if he meant anytTning by it.” Henry L.—“By what?” Max B.—^“Doctor HooSoo made a lecture on ‘F6ols' and I bought a ticket. It had on it ‘admit one’.” —Lamar M. ^ Teacher in Hygiene—“Why should you keep your house clean all the time, Claire?” Claire—^“Because . company may walk in at any time.” Othor—“What are you crying about, Hoyle?” Hoyle—“I have to go to the dentist and have a tooth pulled.” Othor (Boastfully)—“Shoot, my mother takes out all her teeth every night.” ■ ♦— Didn’t Have to Worry. An old colored man was burning dead grass when a “wise guy” stop ped and said efor'' ■ Miss Stephenson entertained Miss Sara Burns, a friend from Charlotte, Saturday and Sunday, October 18th and 19th. On Friday afternoon at 3:10 o'clock Miss Stephenson gave the room a Hallowe’en party. The room was decorated with orange and black paper and Jack-'o- lantems, cats and moons. Refreshments consisted of peanuts and apples. All present had a good time. Last Friday night Miss Stephenson was delightfully entertained at a bridge party, given by Mrs. Harward at her (home. • By The String. ■Grocer—We have some very fine string beans today. Mrs, : Newbride—'How much are they a string? ^; Some Cowl An advertisement appearing in a newspaper reads as follows: For Sale—A cow that gives 5-qts. iOu*-2‘e foolish to do that, Undo Eb, it v\'ill make the meadow as black as you are.” . “Don’t worry ’bout dat sah,” res ponded Uncle Eb. “Dat grass will grow out an’ be as green as you is.” Tit For Tat Once a Chinaman was asked, “Why do you place food on top of your graves? You know the man in the coffin can’t come up and eat it.” ''All-ee same ’Melican man put flowers on top of his glaves,” re plied the Chink. “He no come up and smell-w^e ’em!” “Oh, he’s had it a long time. I guess maybe that’s 'his first patient.’^' ■ ♦ Hardly Expected Judge—How old are you ? Culprit remains silent. Judge—I- asked you when your birthday is. Culprit—What do you want to know for? You ain’t gonna give me no* present. ♦— Too Few; Too Few. Mrs. Gabb (reading)—Do you know^ mjr dear, that there are approximate ly 700,000 words in the English lan guage? Mr. Gabb—Only 700,000! Why, I thought you used a great deal more- than that every day! Bench and Bar. Judge—Your face is familiar. I’ve seen you be- foi’e. Prisoner—Yes, your honor. Six or eight years ago. Judge—I thought so. And what pliarg-p the last time you? ' '■ Prisonet'^—I think it was fifteen cents. I mixed a cocktail for yoar honor, if I remember right.—Boston Transcript. . A prominent gentleman of the moist persuasion says the end of prohibi tion is in sight. Then it did begin? —Macon Telegraph. — ♦ Rural Blessings. About the Size of It. 23—^^She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. 22—(Gazing toward the lady)—It must have been a table spoon. : ♦—^ ^ His First Patient. The Doctor’s small son was ente-’- taining a prospective patient in his father's office, and they were look ing at the articulated skeleton in the closet. “Where did he get it?” asked the timid patient in a whisper. The spendthrift Autumn sows her wealth of gold Broad-cast, upon the hills, with lavisht hand. And where the corn, like sea-green billows rolled In Summer’s breeze, the i*ows of harvest stand. In child-like faith we turned fche moist mould, And now beneath a sky of flawless blue We raise our songs of praise as we behold Our cherished dreams of al! the year come true.
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