Honey Grove Signal (Honey Grove, Tex.), Vol. 33, No. 34, Ed. 1 Friday, September 21, 1923 Page: 3 of 8
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Each per fed-shaped bean
cooked to a turn
A special White Swan recipe and the experience of
White Swan cooks prevent under- or over-cooking.
A selection of the finest tomatoes and not too much
pork make a sauce with a new taste—a flavor all its
own that will bring you back for more.
Serve them just as they come from the can, or heat
them if you prefer—either way they add zest to the
meal. Even if you are tired of ordinary beans, you
can begin all over again with White Swan Brand.
And the cost is no more.
The reputation of fifty other White Swan food prod-
ucts over a period of more than half a century could
not be maintained by anything but the best.
Your grocer has White Swan Pork and Beans in two
sizes—10c afid 15c.
Waples-Platter Grocer Company
wan
PorkandBeans
with Tomato Same
" BETTER THAN THE LAW REQUIRES ”
the eye, disappeared, exhausted
by his effort. The elephant roll-
ed over on his flank, but picked
himself up and began to gallop
crazily in a circle. Then sud-
denly, as if running away from
his pain, smashing down every-
thing before him, he turned and
tore into the jungle.
For a long time I could hear
his harsh bellowings, his panting
breath mingling with the crack-
ling of broken branches. Then
not so loud, still more agonized
and more distant, the trumpet-
ings grew weaker, and little by
little the jungle, like the river,
resumed its silence and its calm.
- Correspondent French Jour-
nal.
CHILDREN NO EXCEPTION.
In Honey Grove as Elsewhere Youth
and Age Suffer Alike from Kid-
ney Weakness.
Is your child weak, pale and
frail? No control over the kid-
ney actions? Kidney weakness
is a serious thing—far too seri-
pus to overlook. It may mean a
life of sickliness. Profit by Hon-
ey Grove experience's. Use
Doan’s Kidney Pills. Endorsed
by Honey Grove parents. Read
this Honey Grove mother’s en-
dorsement :
Mrs. C. A. Dossey, W. Market
street, says.: “I have a little boy
whose kidneys have been weak
ever since he had an attack of
scarlet fever when he was two
years old. The child had severe
headaches and had no control
over the action of his kidneys. I
saw Doan’s Kidney Pills recom-
mended so I decided to give him
some. I had just given him a
few when his back didn’t bother
him and his kidneys were nor-
mal. My boy hasn’t been trou-
bled since.”
60c, at all dealers. Foster-
Milburn Company, Mfrs., Buf-
falo, New York. (13)
A Fine Tonic.
CHILL TONIC ^ Prevents and Relieves
Malaria-Chills and Fever - DenGue
St. Mark’s Church Episcopal.
Sunday school at 10 a. m.
Morning service 11 o’clock.
Guild Monday at 3 p. m.
The Quinine That Does Not Affect the Head
Because of its tonic and laxative effect, LAXA-
TIVE BROMO QUININE is better than ordinary
Quinine and does not cause nervousness nor
ringing in head. Remember the full name and
look for thr signature of E. W, GROVE. 30c
Saturday, Sept. 29
I will sell at Auction Sale, at my home three miles south of Win-
dom, the following:
12 HEAD OF GOOD MULES
2 PONIES
6 CULTIVATORS
4 PLANTERS
2 BEDDERS
3 TURNING PLOWS
2 SULKEY PLOWS
1 4-HORSE DRILL
1 DISC HARROW,
Seeder Attachment
3 WAGONS
HOGS AND COWS
SEVERAL HUNDRED BUSHELS OATS AND CORN
AND MANY OTHER FARM ARTICLES
ALSO 84-ACRE FARM
ALL SALES FOR CASH
unless otherwise arranged with owner before sale
BAPTIST LADIES OF WINDOM WILL SERVE LUNCH.
Sale begins at 10 o’clock, rain or shine,
No By-Bidders.
J. RILEY GREEN, Auctioneer
eat their shredded, straw. If I
with optimism view the pagean-
try of life, it’s owing to the Irish
stew compounded by my wife.
When pessimistic men appear
and knock all mundane things, I
say, with sympathy, “It’s clear
their works need piston rings.
If they could eat a goodly meal
with proper zest and vim, they’d
put up such a cheerful spiel
they’d shame old Sunny Jim.”
FIGHT BETWEEN CROCO-
DILE AND ELEPHANT
Our Prices Gov-
erned by Quality.
Let us help you with your Christ-
problems. And, remember, that
your triends can buy anything they
want except your photograph.
I was resting for a moment be-
neath the shadow of a tree (in
the African jungle) which cov-
ered my whole body, and was
idly watching one of those giants
of the jungle — an elephant
standing motionless on the edge
offtthe river, his long, yellowish
tusks curved downward on each
side of his mouth like two long
mustaches.
The elephant had a grave and
serious air. He certainly seemed
engaged in profound meditation.
I wondered what his thoughts
could be. With the tip of his
trunk, which he gently moved
from right to left, he was brush-
ing the water, much as a bather
tests the surface of the sea with
his hand before plunging in.
Not a puff of wind ruffled the
surface of the river. Along the
banks only the current gave any
notion to the grass. From time
to time a bit of dead wood float-
ed on the water, whirled against
some projection of the shore, and
then took up its course very
slowly. Sometimes a jumping
fish disturbed the silence. A
slight splash followed by a duller
one—and then again calm would
reign.
A hand was laid upon my
shoulder to draw my attention.
“You no see something over
there?” And with his finger a
lynx-eyed native soldier pointed
out what seemed to be a tree
trunk floating along the bank
and just about to pass near the
elephant.
“What do I see?” I asked.
“That no tree trunk. That
crocodile. Clever fellow. Him
eat up big fellow.”
I looked at my soldier, not
quite sure whether he was mak-
ing fun of me. How could that
log of wood be a crocodile ? Plow
could a crocodile eat an elephant.
My sympathy was all with the
latter. I should have yelled to
make him run but I had no time.
Like a flash I saw the tree
trunk rush, saw two enormous
jaws open and close over the
trunk of my friend the elephant.
In terrible pain the huge beast
bent his knees, while most of his
trunk was pulled under in the
wake of the crocodile; but on his
knees he opposed the whole
weight of his body to the hor-
rible thing that was dragging
him down.
I saw him shake his head to
right and left with a desperate
effort. The trunk shook and
stretched like the line of a fisher-
man who is trying to land a fish
too heavy to be pulled from the
water. Rings of blood began to
come up everywhere.
The elephant uttered no cry.
Pie had no time. He could neith-
er get away nor get breath. A
harsh groaning, a terrible kind
of rattle was all that came from
his mouth, and I saw his eyes, at
first so little that I could scarce-
ly make them out, open incred-
ibly. The fight could not go on
very long. When he was almost
strangling the elephant, with a
with cake I fill my craw, while
poor dyspeptics sit in gloom and
start of agony, drew back, madly
twisting his head back and forth,
and with an appalling flexion of
muscles strove to pull his foe out
on the land.
The jaws of the monster ap-
peared above the water like an
enormous triangle, the short,
broad paws stirred for a moment
in the air, and I gave a cry of
triumph, but the crocodile, half-
way out of the river, bore down
with all his weight. With a
formidable sweep of his tail he
gained a grip on the water which
he had almost lost.
There was a moment’s pause,
a few motionless seconds of
equilibrium between two bal-
anced forces. On which side
would the balance turn? I did
not leave the decision to time.
The moment I saw tfie head of
the disgusting brute, I instinc-
tively seized my carbine, deter-
mined to take a snap shot.
This moment of pause, short
as it was, gave me a chance to
aim. At the report of the rifle
the jaws opened, the enormous
mass sank back into the water,
the tail rose vertically and
struck the surface with a dull
splash, and the crocodile, hit in
FOSTER - Photo’
Wednesday and Saturday.
things to dread. My nieces gam-
bol by my door, they play with
old dog Shep; they have no pim-
ple, boil or sore, they’re gay and
full of pep. And I regard them
with a sigh, with tears their
sport I view; tomorrow all these
girls may die, of mumps or Span-
ish flu. I have a dwelling, green
and gray, the smoothest shack in
town; “But storms will ruin it,”
I say, “or fire will burn it down.”
I wonder why we look for woe in
every coming breeze; I wonder
why we don’t outgrow such dip-
py fears as these.
Government as Usual.
0,ur president, so good and
wise, worn out by heavy labor
dies. The people mourn, their
sighs ascend; they’ve lost a
brother and a friend. But gov-
ernment goes on as though there
were no sable plumes of woe.
Upon a bleak New England farm
a rugged toiler lifts his arm and
takes the presidential vow; to
rule a realm he leaves the plow.
’Twould be a cataclysmic thing if
we were governed by a king, to
have one monarch leave his
throne, succeeded by a prince un-
known. But here the people
have in hand dominion over all
the land, and forward goes the
nation’s car, without a jolt, with-
out a jar, though statesmen put
their tools aside, and lay them
down at eventide. The great and
good man laid to rest would say
that this is for the best. Per-
haps it’s hard for us to know
there’ll be no ripples when we go.
It’s natural for us to hope that
when we’ve crossed the sunset
slope, begarlanded with shining
fame, the world will not be quite
the same. Our government is
founded well; the tolling of the
iron bell that tells the passing of
the great, disturbs no function
of the state. A printer leaves
the guiding helm; a farmer
comes to rule the realm.
" After Meals.
When I have eaten sundry
geese and juicy rounds of beef,
with all the world I feel at peace,
I’m far removed from grief.
And I have sympathy for those
who after every meal must suf-
fer from dyspeptic throes, and
like old ruins feel. How man
should prize the useful works im
planted in his frame, if they give
no spasmodic jerks when he eats
fish or game! How idle is the
piled up wealth of yonder
Croesus-man, if he can have no
sort of health unless he lives on
bran! How tawdry is the wreath
of fame on that immortal guy, if
every organ in his frame revolts
at pumpkin pie! My stomach’s
able to digest soft coal or build-
ing bricks, and when I toil and
when I rest it’s hitting on all six.
The loaves and fishes I consume,
* RHYMES. *
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* By the World’s Greatest Rhyme- *8
* ster—WaA Mason #
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Fear.
“I don’t enjoy my motor car,”
said Charles Adolphus Squires,
Although it glitters like a star
and has four handsome tires.
For always, always as I ride I’m
fearing some mishap; into a
ditch the bus may slide and spoil
my priceless map. The gas I
carry may explode as I pursue
my way, and strow my frag-
ments down the road and up the
verdant brae. I often lie awake
o’ nights and think up grisl]^
scenes, where I collide with other
wights, and smash our limou-
sines. I see myself on stretcher
borne from scenes of wreck and
woe, while creditors stand round
and mourn and figure what I
owe.” And fear is spoiling
countless lives, the fear of dole
ahead; like Charles Adolphus
when he drives, we fake up-
AA^AAiVW
STOP THAT ITCHING
If you suffer from any form of skin
diseases, such as Eczema, Itch, Tetter,
Cracked Hands, Poison Oak, Ringworm,
Old Sores and Sores on Children, Sore
Blistered Feet or any other skin dis-
eases, we will sell you a jar of Blue
Star Remedy on a guarantee will no&
stain your clothing and has a pleasant!
odor.
PALACE DRUG COMPANY
Honey Grove, Texas
ACID STOMACH
CADSES ULCERS
“I believe I had as bad a case of
acid stomach as anyone ever had. I
was in such condition, that my food
would no longer assimilate or digest
and sores developed in my mouth
even. My stomach was so sore from
ulcers that the pressure of my clothes
hurt me. I used FERRASAL and it
completely cured me. I will recom-
mend it to anyone as the greatest
remedy for acid stomach, constipation
and indigestion.”
HENRY G. DANNELLY
5663 Goodwin St., Dallas, Texas.
Acid stomach is a seemingly harm-
less condition in itself. If not cor-
rected it may result in ulcers of the
stomach and then cancer. Don’t neg-
lect it. Buy a 50c box of FERRASAL
from your druggist. We guarantee
relief or your money refunded. (1)
THE ACID NEUTRALIZER
STOPS Indigestion NOW!
Black & Little, Druggists
BRING YODR COTTON
TO THE GIN WHERE YOU GET
Service
and get your wagon emptied right now. The
BOMAR GIN and STEWART GIN are both
in first-class condition and have a competent
crew of workmen to take care of your cotton.
COME TO SEE US
OWNERS-
J. A. Underwood
F. W. Underwood
W. W. Bomar
BOMAR GIN
STEWART GIN
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Lowry, J. H. Honey Grove Signal (Honey Grove, Tex.), Vol. 33, No. 34, Ed. 1 Friday, September 21, 1923, newspaper, September 21, 1923; (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth621334/m1/3/: accessed July 11, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu.; crediting Honey Grove Preservation League.