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"BUB" and the FIREMEN By Carl Churchill BUB OVERDOES A GOOD THING "Folks don’t change much,” ob served Bub Skinner as he shambl ed into the engine room at the fire station and slumped his bony frame onto his favorite chair. "What’s rattling around in your head now?” inquired Assistant Fire Chief Bruce Camp. “You ain’t tryin’ t’ be funny, air you Mister Camp?” snapped the fire-house loafer. “Nope,” calmly replied the assis tant chief, “I’m not.—I’m no come dian.” Mister Skinner looked at the of ficer for a long moment. He knew that the assistant chief was a man of few words; that these few words usually came straight from the shoulder and seldom, if ever, carried the least hint of jocosity. T were jest fixin’ t’ tell you fel lers somethin’ whut happened t’ me when I were a young feller, an’ somethin’ whut tuck place th’ oth er day t’ remind me o’ it,” said Mister Skinner. "All right,” snapped the assis tant chief, “your mouth stays open all the time and you shouldn’t ex perience much trouble, so go a head and tell it!” Mister Skinner stammered for a moment in confusion before lie could get started. “Th’ other day I were in a store and whilst I stood there I lissen ed t’ a young feller whut works in there argyin’ with his boss. He were talkin' kinder uppity an’ smart-like. Right then an’ there I th’ot ’bout th’ time I uster work fer oP man Bummelstein, way back ’bout thutty-five years ago. It happened like this:’’ Old man Bummelstein was a good-natured, enterprising merch ant in a small town in Northamp ton County, North Carolina. He had in his employ one Bubbert Skinner who was somewhat of a small-town cut-up—a clown in a circus parade once called him the "town fool” much to young Skin ner’s amazement. Young Skinner, better known as Bub, had been employed by the old merchant soon after Bummel stein opened his store following his arrival in this country from Ger many. Young Bub had advanced through the years in a steady climb from lowly clean-up boy to the exalted position of “head clerk”. In making these steady climbs from one rung of the ladder of success to a higher one, young Skinner’s salary had increased in keeping with his promotions. One is never satisfied, however, and young Mister Skinner was no ex ception to the rule. Of course the high title of “head clerk” carried with it many re sponsibilities connected with the business as well as the usual so cial obligations of an executive in the Bummelstein establishment and, for that reason, as the years past, it was increasingly neces sary for him to demand more and more pay. His requests for addi tional salary had been granted by his good-natured, easygoing em ployer until young Skinner was a bout the highest salaried young gentleman of the younger set. One bright, sunshiny morning, Mister Skinner appeared at the store rather late. He had been looking to his social obligations of the night before and felt he was making quite a concession in showng up for work at all. ‘‘Goot mornig, mine friendt Skinner,” said his employer who had opened his place of business long before the rest of the town had rubbed its eyes and scowled at the alarm clock. “Vy shouldt you pe late dis fine mornig? Der headt clerg shouldt set der goot ogsample py peing der first von on der chob effer day—not der last von!” Young Skinner had been think ing of demanding another raise. Business had been good enough to justify such demand but he had held off because of the fact that his present salary was “tops” al ready when compared with that of other young men of his ac quaintance. And that young woman over at Garysburg was always wanting to go to this place and that place, and running hither and yon every night in the week and all day on Sundays ran up quite a bill at the livery stable. Now, he’d put the old man on the spot while he, Mis ter Skinner, was hot under the collar and in the right mood. He felt worse than Heck anyway. Karly er late, Mister Jtsummei stein, I’m worth more money t’ this here business than I’m gittin’ out o’ it,” he snarled. “I want not less than ten dollars more on th’ week!” "Vy, Pub,” said Mr. Bummel stein, “I dinks I bays you pooty veil alreddy yet; vot for shouldt I bay you more dis time?” "Well,” said young Skinner, ex panding his chest importantly as he winked at another employee, “I’m your head clerk here. I k'nows th’ details o’ your biznuss better’n you do yourself—s’matter o’ fack I don’t reckon you c’ud git ’long th’out me here in th’ store!” “Iss dot so-o-o-o?” said Mr. Bum melstein calmly. "Vy, Pub, vot in der vorld vould I do suppose you I vas to die?” Young Skinner was stumped for a moment. He hadn’t thought of an answer for that. And too, this was the first time the old man had ever put up much of an argu ment when confronted with his demands for more and more pay. He hardly knew what to say. His usually quick-functioning appara tus wasn’t working so smoothly this morning, anyway—that was rotten stuff he’d drunk last night. So he stammered and stalled, and finally blurted: “In—in sich a case, Mister Bum melstein, I reckon you’d jest have to git ’long th’out me!” and he rolled his eyes to see who had overheard. “Dot’s vot I peen dingkink,” said the old merchant. “Veil, Pub,” he said sadly, “I guess you petter gon sider yourself deadt!” —u “An’ that’s th’ way she goes,” said Mister Skinner as he grinned at Assistant Fire Chief Camp. “You c’n over-do anythin’ like I did way back there in them good ol’ days I jest told you 'bout. I lost th’ best job I ever had by Christian Science Society » - 930 Roanoke Ave. Sunday service, 11 a.m. Wednesday evening testimony meetings, 8 p.m. Reading room open every Tues day and Friday from 3 to 5 p.m. You are cordially invited to at tend our services and visit our reading room. Subject Sunday: “Unreality”. “Reality” was the subject of the Lesson-Sermon in all Christian Science Churches and Societies on Sunday, September 25, 1938. The Golden Text was from Psalms 45:6. "Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever; the sceptre of thy kingdom is a right sceptre.” Among the citations which com prised the Lesson-Sermon was the following from the Bible: “But in the last days it shall come to pass, that the mountain of the house of the Lord shall be established in the top of the mountains, and it shall be exalted above the hills; and people shall flow unto it. And many nations shall come, and say, I Come, and let us go up to the mountain of the Lord, and to the house of the God of Jacob; and he will teach us of his ways, and we will walk in his paths: for the law shall go forth of Zion, and the word of the Lord from Jerusa lem.” (Micah 4: 1, 2). The Lesson-Sermon also includ ed the following passage from the Christian Science textbook, “Sci ence & Health with Key to the Scriptures” by Mary Baker Eddy. “All reality is in God and His crea tion, harmonious and eternal. That which He creates is good, and He makes all that is made. There fore the only reality of sin, sick ness, or death is the awful fact that unrealities seem real to hu man, erring belief, until God strips off their disguise. They are not true, because they are not of God. We learn in Chistian Science that all inharmony of mortal mind or body is illusion, possessing neither reality nor identity though seem ing to be real and identical.” Mrs. Louis Dickens Funeral Is Sunday Funeral services for Mrs. Louis Dickens, 79, who died Saturday night at her home near Aurelian Springs, were held Sunday after noon at 3:30 from the residence with the Rev. Wade Johnson of Halifax. Burial was in the family burial ground. Several children are surviving. Active pallbearers were Will Hux, Matt Hux, Bush Hux, Lester Hux, George Hux and Macon Hux. knowin’ more’n th’ boss an’ bein' fool enough t’ keep remindin' him o’ it.” SERVICE - Whenever you drive up to any one of our six stations you’ll find prompt service, courtesy and gas oline economy. PROMPT DELIVERY ON KEROSENE! Order Kerosene from our Central Station on Roanoke Avenue. We’ll deliver it promptly from tank wagons, insuring you of correct measure and low cost. ROANOKE RAPIDS OIL COMPANY 6—Economy Stations to Serve Yon! J. SPIRE, Mgr. Dial R-315 Teachers Bridge Chib Wednesday evening Mrs. T. L. Martin, Mrs. Thelma Daughtry, Miss Mary Hix and Miss Jennie Walton were delightful hostesses to the Teachers Bridge Club at the home of Mrs. Martin. Flowers at various places throughout the house were both lovely and effec tive. A pair of hose was presented to Miss Betty Gates as winner of the high score prize. Mrs. Clay ton Gurley was winner of the floating prize which was a vase. A salad course was served at ten thirty to the following players: Misses Ruth Dean, Martha Carson, Virginia and Betty Gates, Sara Cannon, Kathrine Reid, Thelma Garriss, Mary Cannon, Marjorie Cannon, Amanda Tillman. Mrs. Clayton Gurley and Mrs. John Marcus Smith. Miss Hazel White hurst and Miss Olive Gilbert were elected new members of the club. Walton Brewer of Emporia, Va. spent Sunday in town. The Teapot Club The Teapot Club was delightful ly entertained this week with Mrs. John Dunn and Mrs. Edwin Akers as hostesses. Two prizes were given, one to the club member holding high score and to the guest having highest score. Mrs. T. L. Martin won club prize and Mrs. Roderick Meikle won guest prize. A refreshment course of salad was served at five o’clock. Flowers in fall colors of yellow and purple were effectively used for decora tions. Those enjoying this after noon with Mrs. Dunn and Mrs. Akers were: Mesdames T. L. Mar tin, W. H. Proctor, R. E. Kimball, Lyle Wilson, Fred Wilmer, Roder ick Meikle, D. C. Clark, Clayton Gurley, J. M. C. Covington, J. C. Williams, J. M. Jackson, Howard Hancock, Dick Brown, Tom Cheek, M. S. Benton, and W. S. Batton. Mrs. Thomas Carter of Littleton is a patient at the Roanoke Rapids Hospital. Beginning Our 79th Anniversary Monfh Of Values ( COFFEE — MILD AND MELLOW 8 O’CLOCK lb. Package 15c i MILK White Hone Evap. TaH Cans 23c CHEESE Fine Flavor Pound 15c PEACHES '«> h sm 2 L*eca"« 25c i OLEO Golden Maid 2 Pounds 21c SUNNYFIELD FLOUR 'ancake or Buckwheat 0 Pkgs. 20c SYRUP Rajah Bfeoded 2 12'0Z- Bets. 25c i KETCHUP **•p>ge 2 m-“- ^ 25c PRUNES Nice Size 6 lbs. 25C I COCOA IONA 2 lb- Can 15C| WALDORF TISSUE 4 rolls 17c A&P FANCY APPLE SAUCE 2 2 ca„s 15c CABBAGE 10 »*• 17c LETTUCE 2 heads 15c MELONS Honey Dew—Large 25c GRAPES Red Tokay—lb. 5c Lamb legs 25c shoulders 15c chops 31c SAUSAGE °» pork-lb. 25c PORK BRAINS n>. 15c NATIVE PORK 17c Fat Back thick, heavy-lb. 10c FRESH FISH & OYSTERS
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