Honey Grove Signal. (Honey Grove, Tex.), Vol. 27, No. 15, Ed. 1 Friday, May 18, 1917 Page: 4 of 8
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CLOSING OUT
TYNES BROTHERS
GOING OUT OF BUSINESS
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once and in order to do so we are selling goods at less than wholesale cost, and will continue until every article in this store has been sold. Our stock is all new and
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Editor
That Barefooted club at Orange
is going to save money, in two
ways and should be styled a
double stroke of economy. It
will save thousands in the price
of shoes and untold thousands in
the price of corn salve.
The United States government
has issued a pamphlet telling
how to save the left-over butter-
milk. What a waste of good
white paper, that might have
been put to good use! There is
no such thing as left-over butter-
milk.
At Greenville last Friday a
Mexican made a slurring remark
about the American flag, and a
negro promptly killed him. This
negro will not suffer from a lack
of lawyers when he comes to
trial and the man who can’t
guess what the verdict of the
jury will be knows mighty little
of the American spirit.
If the Germans should begin
to embark at New York to clean
up with this country, and Con-
gress should be called on to de-
vise plans to meet the invaders,
seven days would be required to
let all the Congressmen speak on
the question of whether we should
shoot the Germans with hard
bullets or soft bullets. That’s
Congress.
Just think of what an army we
would have had if the govern-
ment had shown the interest in
preparation for the fight with
Germany that it showed in get-
ting ready for the construction
of Honey Grove’s postoffice build-
ing. The coping was torn away
from the square even before we
knew what kind of soil was un-
der the park. With such a pol-
icy of preparedness for fighting,
the Germans would have been
whipped already.
Any act performed in wrath or
for spite always reacts and visits
evil upon those who perform it.
Robert Holland, an American,
hated England and held an old
grudge against the British gov-
ernment. He looked with envy
upon Englancl’s mastery of the
sea and spent his life seeking out
means to destroy the British
navy. At last he invented and
perfected the submarine boat.
The submarine has truly worked
awful destruction to England,
but today Holland’s invention is
sending thousands of Holland’s
own country men to watery graves,
and if Holland’s own beloved
land is humiliated in the great
war now waging, the humilia-
tion will be due entirely to the
invention worked out by his own
wrath.
THE ARMY OF THE SLAIN.
The record-keepers of all the
European countries engaged in
the war agree that more than
4,500,000 soldiers have been kill-
ed since the war began. Truly
this is a record to startle all hu-
manity and make the great war
Moloch smile in fiendish delight.
Four and one-half million men
killed! Study the figures a mo-
ment by comparison and illustra-
tion. If you should gather to-
gether all the men of Texas, Ok-
lahoma, Louisiana and Arkansas,
kill them and throw them into
one giant heap, the pile of the
dead would be insignificant when
compared to a heap made of those
slain in this awful war. And if
you should kill every man, woman
and child in the imperial state of
Texas you would not sacrifice as
many live? as have been sacrificed
on the bloody fields of Europe.
A German paper, commenting on
the awful carnage, illustrates the
enormity thereof with this com-
parison :
“If the 4,500,000 victims
were marching in close forma-
tion, without cavalry and
wagon trains, it would take
them 200 hours or Sh days to
pass a given point, provided
they marched day and night
without a moment’s rest.
The endless line of men in
the bloom of youth and the
prime of manhood would be
over 650 miles long. And all
of them are now dead!”
The ancient warrior who
built a mighty pyramid of human
skulls has been distanced many
times by the war lords of Europe.
Four and one-half millions of the
flower and chivalry of the world
dead! Dead—and why? Dead
because those high in authority
knew not the doctrine of the
Prince of Peace but possessed
an insatiable greed for land and
power; dead because, mighty
rulers believed they had built up
a fighting machine capable of
crushing all resistance. We do
not know what hell is. It may
be a place where horned devils
toast their victims on living coals;
it may be a mental picture so
horrible* that those who gaze
upon it cry out for the mountains
to crush them. But if the Hohen-
zollerns and the Hapsburgs reap
no further punishment in the
world to come than a great pano-
ramic vision of those who have
died of wounds and those who
have starved and those who have
sobbed out their lives in grief,
surely that will be hell enough.
While our armies are swatting
the Germans those of us at home
must not forget to swat the flies.
Man used to associate with the
fly on much closer terms than he
does now. This was good for the
fly, but mighty hard on mankind.
Man was sick more, he didn’t
live so long, neither did he look
so well. Time was when
was no such thing as a screen.
On ordinary occasions flies and
people sat together at the dinner
table in perfect peace and har-
mony. When company came the
flies were shooed away with a
limb from a peach tree, in the
homes of common folk, while the
more aristocratic homes furnish-
ed a pretty brush made of pea-
cock feathers for the shooing.
The peach tree limb was an ac-
knowledgment of poverty and
the peafowl brush an evidence of
opulence. But the human family
no longer live upon a plane of so-
cial equality with the fly. Pos-
sibly a few misguided people do,
but these give most of their
money to the doctor and the
druggist and beat their more par-
ticular neighbors to the ceme-
tery. In addition to being a nui-
sance and a carrier of disease,
every fly is an ultimate consumer.
Swat the fly, hip and thigh, horse
foot and dragoon.
At last we poor but honest foot-
padders are to even up with the
gaucy cushionites. Congress has
piled such a heavy war tax on
automobiles, tires and gasoline
that people will not be able to
own buzz wagons. The cushion-
ites will try to give their cars to
us, but with a haughtiness that
will make the cushionites turn
green with envy we’ll refuse to
accept them.
All America rejoices over the
fact that Theodore Roosevelt will
be allowed to lead a volunteer
force of Americans against the
Germans. The martial spirit is
in Teddy Roosevelt bigger than a
mule, and he will attract men of
the fighting kind. Of course no
one can say what will happen to
the man who goes to war, but if
given a fair opportunity we be-
lieve the Strenuous One will
write his name in letters that
will glitter and glow in the his-
tory of the world’s greatest war.
Just as we thought that all
forces were united in this
country and that America
could face the enemy with a
solid front, the old row be-
tween Jim Lowry and a Dal-
las newspaper man has brok-
en out again. The trouble is
over the material that should
be used in a nightcap. The
Honey Grove man contends
that it should be soft flannel
while the Dallas man insists
that it should be a hard
drink. —Temple Mirror.
The difference of opinion
grows out of the difference of
condition. The Signal editor has
a bald head and the Dallas man
has a whisky head.
THAT WAR TAX.
The war tax bill introduced by
the ways and means committee
of the lower house of Congress is
a hummer that will make every
person who reads it sit up and
take notice. It was framed to
add one billion eight hundred
million dollars to the federal rev-
enue to meet the extra expense
incident to the war with Ger-
many. Every industry and near-
ly every person in the country
will be affected if this bill be-
comes a law. Thirty-three dol-
lars per capita is the estimated
toll it will take from the people
of the United States. The bill
proposes to tax nearly everything,
and makes such a success that it
would be easier to print a list of
the things not taxed than of the
things it taxes. Light, heat,
theatre tickets, telephone bills,
life insurance policies, incomes,
cigars, tobacco, automobiles, tires,
newspapers, advertisements, tel-
egrams, freight bills—in fact
nearly everything that one can
think of is to be taxed, and taxed
heavily. In addition to this, let-
ter postage is to be increased,
and newspapers, in addition to
paying increased postal rates,
will have to pay a tax on all ad-
vertisements they carry. This,
with the present high cost of pa-
per, will put most of the small
papers and many of the large
ones out of business. Congress
is now considering the bill, but
we cannot believe such a meas-
ure will be enacted into law. If
it is the people will rise up and
declare that when General Sher-
man declared war was hell he
slandered hell.
uate. Orators have bowed in
lavish homage before this crea-
ture of loveliness and tried to
sing songs in her praise; writers
have woven immortelles of rhe-
torical beauty and hung them up-
on her brow, but even words of
silver and sentences of gold pale
before the veritable angel of
light and seem but a mockery
when compared to the living pic-
ture of beauty and grace. In
her face there is the beauty that
the peach would fain claim for
its summer blush and the plum
would steal to russet its cheeks;
in her footsteps there is grace
not found, no, not in the lithe-
some tread of the fairy or the
gazelle. Her heart is as light as
the drapery that wraps her sylph-
like form and in her soul sparkles
all the radiance born of confi-
dence and purity of purpose. No
star ever moved upon heaven’s
azured sea with grace so sublime,
and even Hermon’s dew never
gave to the world such crystal-
ized beauty as this radiant, gen-
tle creature now gives to a war-
torn and war-mad world. Thrice
welcome, gentle, angelic crea-
ture. Soon you must step from
the rose-strewn stage into the
world’s stern realities, but the
picture of your loveliness is one
that can never fade from the
earth so long as the eye of man
is susceptible to beauty’s charms
or the heart is entranced by the
cadence of love’s song.
same stale jokes, etc., but about
once in three years the feeling
comes over a fellow that he just
must go to the circus. When the
circus comes around a fellow will
drink red lemonade that hasn’t a
particle of lemon in it and smack
his lips. He will eat peanuts that
would give him stomach ache
any other time without discom-
fort, and he will sit for three
hours on a three-inch board with-
out complaint. Of course he al-
ways leaves the tent saying he
will never attend another circus,
but in about three years he will
have the circus fever again and
nothing can keep him from the
big tent when the band begins
to play.
Until recently we were not
very friendly toward the ob-
servance of birth anniversaries.
In truth we were out two or
three dollars on birthday pres-
ents and had never received any-
thing except one necktie. But
last week our wife had a birth-
day anniversary and a relative
sent her eight potatoes. We are
now several dollars ahead of the
game and think a great deal
more of birth anniversaries than
we ever did before.
The Senate killed what is
known as the press censorship
clause of the war bill and it is
not likely that this feature of the
bill will again see daylight. Peo-
ple of America insist upon know-
ing what is going on, and it will
be a sad day for them when the
papers are not allowed to publish
the news or discuss questions.
Press censorship does not fit into
the niche of free government.
We are not absolutely sure, but
it strikes us just at present that
we would like to reserve the
right to take back all the nice
things we said about that Rus-
there^sian. revolution.
Isn’t it delightful to turn from
war and its horrors to the sweet
girl graduate? For many weary
months the angry passions of
men and of nations have surged
like fretful billows and the world
has trembled under the tread of
armies and quivered from the
shock of belching guns. Even
now the strains of martial music
are heard around the world and
shot and shell are scattering a
baptism of death on every side.
But May, the queen of months,
has come with gentler airs and
amethystian skies, and we turn
from the great war Moloch to be-
hold and admire and love the
purest and sweetest of all sweet
creatures —the sweet girl grad-
Owners of autos should make
note of the fact that the Legisla-
ture has passed a law making it
a felony for a person to hurt an-
other with an auto and leave the
injured party to his fate. If your
auto strikes a person you must
stop and render every assistance
possible, and also give your name
and the number of the car. The
penalty for a failure to do this is
a jail sentence not to exceed one
year, a fine of $5000, or imprison-
ment in the penitentiary for not
more than five years.
The woman suffragists say they
are going to have a woman can-
didate for governor m Texas next
year in spite of high water.
Nothing was said of high shoes
or high dresses, but we presume
these things will not be in the
way of woman candidacy, any
more than the high water. We
are anxious to attend the meet-
ing when the woman candidate
makes her opening speech. We
know the folks at home will
want to know what the candi-
date wore and we’ll tell them as
much of what she wore as we
can see and guess.
The dispatches tell us that Pres-
ident Wilson went to a circus
Monday night. It isn’t much of
a news item, but it does go to
show what a hold the great
American institution known as
the circus has upon the American
people. Circuses have been pret-
ty much the same since the land-
ing of the Mayflower—the same
kind of elephants and monkeys,
the same kind of clowns, the
satne kind of jiggety music, the
There isn’t much in the war
news these days to make * the
people of this country feel good
over the situation. On the west-
tern front the Germans and the
Allies are fighting viciously, with
no decided advantage to either
side. There can hardly be a
doubt now that Russia has quit.
Russian troops haven’t fired a
shot for six weeks and we doubt
seriously whether they will ever
fire another. If the United States
ever gets the army organized
that it ca'h equip, and can get her
army to France, she can win the
war. Here, however, are two
very troublesome ifs. Congress
stands in the way of organiza-
tion, and the submarine in the
way of getting troops to France.
The situation has, perhaps, look-
ed a little darker thau at present,
and it has also looked much
brighter._
John Knott, the Dallas News
cartoonist, writes some very fine
editorials with his brush. The
cartoon which appeared in Wed-
nesday’s paper should be sent to
every member of Congress. The
picture shows a town burning up.
The people of the United States
are waiting impatiently at the
nozzle end of the hose for water
to put out the fire, and are shout-
ing to Congress to turn the wa-
ter on. But Congress is at the
fire plug, wrenches in hand, ar-
guing and arguing, while the
town goes up in smoke. That’s
just what Congress is doing with
regard to the war. The Germans
are conducting an active cam-
paign, our people are ready and
anxious to meet them, but for
more than forty days Congress
has argued. In all this time
Congress has not even definitely
decided who may fight.
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Lowry, J. H. Honey Grove Signal. (Honey Grove, Tex.), Vol. 27, No. 15, Ed. 1 Friday, May 18, 1917, newspaper, May 18, 1917; Honey Grove, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth637875/m1/4/: accessed July 17, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu.; crediting Honey Grove Preservation League.