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Another Chance
For years—ever since I was a
little girl—l'have meant to eat
some pokeweed shoots. Some
folks used to cook them where we
lived, but my mother never did. 1
believe they took the. thick shoots
before the leaves formed, par
boiled them, then fried them in tin
fat from salt meat. Anyway, 1
mean to try it this spring.
“Pusley”, Too
Another plant I’ve planned totiy
is purslane. That, too, is an idea
held over from childhood, when I
had to help pull it for the pigs.
Their gluttony may have helped
make the “pusley” look to me like
food for humans. The next time I
find some growing green and sue
culent from the small root that
one would never believe could sup
port such a mat of stalks and foli
age, I’m going to pull it up and
cook it—l’m not sure how.
During the World War our gov
ernmental investigators began to
instruct us as to the nourishing
properties of various weeds
lamb’s quarter, plaintain and such
—and some of us experimented a
bit with them. But the war ended
before we got to eating weeds in
earnest and we’ve never really
formed the habit.
The Flowers of Yesteryear
To many of us one of the great
est tragedies brought about by th«
winter’s cold was the ruining of s<
many cape jessamines. The bushe
look pathetic, either brow n and
withered or cut back almost to the
gtound. We are all hoping they
will sprout again, but they are sad
looking sights.
Gardeners’ Vocabularies
As long as you talk merely of
seeds, slips, scions, roots and bulb.-
you are not speaking the languagi
of expert gardeners. It is only
when you discourse of corms, rhi
zoines, stolons and such that you
are really working toward the vo
cabularies of the elect.
Thrashers Have Come
I saw the first brown thrasher of
the season last Friday—at least
the first to me. He was on Mrs.
Raymond Pippin’s fence. You may
prefer calling this bird a thrush,
hut I learned him as a thrasher
and always call him that. He is
said to sing sweetly, but my per
•onal relations with the breed have
been mainly confined to arguments
over cherries, of which they are
extremely fond, and to being the
recipient of frenzied scoldings if I
chance to go near their nests. Still.
I like them.
Spring Song
When it comes to real melody I*ll
put the song sparrow near the
head of the list. This bird is a mi
grant and I seldom hear the song
except in spring. You might at
first sight confuse the song spar
row with the English sparrow;
though the latter is a bit larger
and has darker plumage. Nor
does the English variety really
ving. And you'll be amazed to
THE FOUR-COUNTY NEWSPAPER—W T AKE, JOHNSTON, N ASH AND FRANKLIN.
ZEBULON, NORTH CAROLINA, APRIL TWENTY-SEVENTH, 1934
HERE THEY ARE!
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HAROLD I). COOLEY
There are five candidates from
the Fourth Congressional district. I
Here’s the list: j
1. Palmer E. Bailey, of Raleigh,,
son of a Methodist preacher and a
lawyer, decided before the death of
Congressman Pou that he wanted
ihe job. Mr. Bailey was secretary
for some time to Senator Bailey.
He is making his appeal directly
to the people, being his own cam
paign manager and secretary.
With hitch-hiking, a mimeograph
heet and a pair of overalls, he ex
pects to win.
2. Harold 1). Cooley, Nashville
attorney, friend and ally of Dick
Spring Hope
Commencement
To ('lose Friday
The culmination of commence
nent for the Spring Hope High
School will be Friday afternoon at
l o’clock when the seventh grade
vill have its exercises and certifi
•ates will bo awarded to over forty
graduates from grammar school
\n out of town speaker will make
the address.
Hatchery to Close
on May Twentieth
On next Monday, April 30, the
Zebulon Hatchery will receive the
last eggs for this season. Those
having eggs to sell or desiring cus
tom hatching riiust bring them next
Monday if at all.
There will be chicks for sale till
May 20 when the hatchery will
close for the season.
No More Hamhone
James P. Alley, of the Memphis
Commercial Appeal, is dead after
a long illness. Mr. Alley w'as a
cartoonist, the creator of Hambone.
whose meditations have delighted
thousands. Through this quaint
character the cartoonist will be
greatly missed by many who per
haps have not even known his
name.
hear such bursts of music from so
tiny a throat as the song spar
row’s. It seems to hold both rap
ture and reverence and reminds me
of that line of a hymn—“lost in
wonder, love and praisa."
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Fountain, Baptist deacon and ora
tor, thinks with his friends that he
will be the next Congressman from
the Fourth.
3. William F. Evans, a fighter,
ex-solicitor and d>y who bucked the
the party with Simmons. Mr. Ev
ans knows politics and the people
and expects a big vote on his own
merits.
4. Jere Zollieoffor i« another
lawyer ami better known in Hen
derson than elsewhere in the dis
trict and for that fact expects a
solid vote from the home folks.
He lays claim to no obligation
to any political power and appeals
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candidate for solicitor of the sev
enth judicial district will speak at
the Town Hall in Wendell, Friday
night, April 27th, at which time
the issues of the campaign will be
discussed.
Harvey Hood
Painfully Burned
Harvey Hood, son of Mr. and
Mrs. H. 11. Hood, is recovering
from burns sustained on Easter
Monday when he dropped a car
containing a' small amount of gas
oline near a fire in the back yard.
The gasoline splashed on his cloth
ing which caught fire and his over
alls were nearly burned off before
he was rescued by bis older sister,
Magruda. The burns are not deep
though very painful. Harvey ap
preciates the kindnesg shown him
by friends.
JERE 1\ ZOLLK OFFER
directly to the voters for support.
5. George Ross Pou, who may
also be a lawyer, hut has worked
for the State for yenrs, was one
of the last to announce, lie knows
politics and politicians. lie lives in
Raleigh though enters from John
ston county. With his acquaint
ance with people and public life
naturally he hopes to go to Wash
* ington.
I So the voters have one choice
l among five. All are “good and
l true men”, and no matter which
[ one is elected, no doubt but that he
; will do his best to serve his con
j stituency.
Johnston Ass’n
Inspirational Meet
On Tuesday, May 2, there will be
a meeting of delegates from tin
churches of the Johnston Associa
lion at Four Oaks. The meeting
will begin at 10:00 in the morning
and last all day.
M. A. Iluggins of Raleigh, O. J
Smith of Goldsboro and pastors in
the Association will make address
es. All members of churches in
the Association are invited to come
Rolesville School
Commencement
May third at seven-thirty, p. m.,
the seventh grade of the Rolesville
school will give a play in the school
auditorium. The play, “Patty
Makes Things Hum” is a comedy
iri three acts. The admission will
be 10 and 15 cents.
Friday morning, May 4, at 11
o’clock, Mr, Huggins will make an
address. At 2:00 o’clock the reci
tation contest will be held. Every
body is cordial: y invited.
P. T. State Meeting
In the meeting of I’a rent-Teach
er Associations last week in Dur
ham State honors were carried off
by the Wendell organization. Not
only in work done during the year
did Wendell shine; but her ringers
i n the Mothersingers’ choir won
much praise. Both Wendell and
Garner furnished four singer* each
there being twenty in the choir.
Mrs. W. B. Aycock, of Raleigh,
is the new state president of P. T.
A.
NUMBER 44
VE FLAPDOODLE
By The
Swashbuckler
Besides seeing and believing, I
have been doubly informed that
four of our up and doin’ young
pipple who were sunnin’ themselves
in front of the Post Office Tuesday
aftrnoon. They were, I believe, a
waitin’ for the five-thirty mail to
be distributed. Believe it or don’t
they sat there from 5:15 to fi:00
o’clock (aproxmately, not figured
accurately because of absence of
my slide rule). Uhuh four great
lovers who could panic the Queen,
(of Sheba), Cleo (the patriot),
Don (aw-gwan), and Beau (bath
taker) Brummel, respectively. Just
in case you don’t savvy who the
big four are, these are they, read
ing from left to right: Jimmie
(not Schnozzle) Gerow, Rudolph
(Gripe) Daugherty, Guarica (Reek
f’ sho’t) Ferebee, and that two
legged blonde sensation Mary (Gig
gle) Cockrell. Thank you too much.
The local commencement activi
ties seem to be making most of
our b’ys and gels lay off the night
life for the present. At any rate,
1 haven’t observed quite so much
parking as was ihe case before
laid activities began taking place.
Oh well, ther’s a time for every
thing.
Who was the young man trying
lit the speed of his( ?) new car
luite recently? Actual Speedometer
reading of the car behind read well
>ver the eighty mark. These heah
trnight eights can lead to straight
jackets. In other words, eighty
m. p. h. is too darn fast on any
North Carolina highway.
Speaking of embarassin# mo
ments, imagine my em-so an so
(I don’t like to spell that word)
ihe other night when I reached
'he top of the stair that leads to
our apartment. Here’s how th’
whole thing happened.
The wife had two large weekend
hags she was bringing home in the
back of the Austin. When I reach
ed home, I took out the two bags,
set them down, and went around
the car to help my wife out. Up
on completion of this feat (ab
normal to men married much long
er than me bo) I proceeded back
around the car and picking up the
two suit satchels, proceeded up the
stair. The em part of it is
that when I reached my apaitment
door and set down one of the grips,
I found that it was the AUSTIN!!
In the dark I had picked up the
wrong thing.
Well, with the little Chinese gel's
remark, when she was getting the
matrimonial knot tied, “It won’t
be wong now”, I retire until the
Spirit of George W. doth haunt and
drive me forth again into the pub
lic’s eye.
Good evening, Bottle!