The Carrollton Chronicle (Carrollton, Tex.), Vol. 33, No. 40, Ed. 1 Friday, August 13, 1937 Page: 4 of 8
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THE CHRONICLE
W. L. MARTIN
Editor and Owner
Published Every Friday
j The danger in this country
with regard to the passage of
bills which are visionary is not
that Congressmen do not or
cannot discern what would be
good^or bad for their constit
Entered at the postoffice at Car-
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under the Act of Congress, March 3, President and Jim Farley and
*879-_ their henchmen get behind
them with a bunch of patron
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BENEVOI.gNCF
The milk wagon collided with an
automobile and many bottles of milk
were broken.
A crowd gathered.
“Poor fellow," said a benevolent
looking man, “You will have to pay
loans
■uunuig iiiuu, x vu hiu *.u> v
for this accident, won’t you?”
ARCISSA FENWICK was a per- j “Yes, sir,” said the driver.
1 ^ son of rare enthusiasms. She | “That’s too bad; here is a quarter
had been keen about a wide variety toward it, and I’ll pass the hat for
of things. Once it was thorough- you.”
bred dogs with strong emphasis on
police dogs—though the only dog
she had ever owned was a nonde-
script, dun-colored canine that had
attached himself to their rarfibling
old suburban house. She became a
devotee of the art of Velasquez at
one time, though all she could see
of his work was from the imperfect
After the crowd had contributed
and dispersed, the driver said to a
bystander: “Ain’t he the wise guy?
That’s the boss.”—Wall Street Jour-
nal.
drinking his coffee and eating his
buttered toast at the same time that
Narcissa was.
“Hello, Cis.” commented the eld-
v 4i,„f £rt 4n er brother, “I met that Dare fellow
One Old rule still Ijolds good: something that costs $7.40 to i„t night-guest of honor at the
Marrv a nonv trirl if Vnu want make and about $20 to sdl. club - ladies’ night.” Edward
Many a pool gin it you want, ----*•*.------ paused to drink coffee, and con-
to settle down and morry a Life is what we make it for j tinned: “Odd having him come on
rich one if you want to settle « Imi finoiu. tho .......ladics’ night, too, because the ladies
Tufftown Tales
“Wal, stranger, I ain’t sartain as
to whether ye’d call us tough in this
reproductions in a few books from hyar town,” says Tollivar. “But we
the circulating library. Now she did git a little riled at Pizen Pete
was enthusiastic about the short last week an’ hung him. Thet’s him
stories of Morgan Dare.
One morning at breakfast her old-
er brother, Edward, happened to be
on thet tree yonder.’
“Whew!” says the stranger, mop-
pin’ his brow. “Why don’t you cut
him down and bury him?”
“Heck, stranger,” drawls Tolliver,
“We caint bury th’ poor critter
alive!”
To regularly employed .el.ri.d People. Our aervice rendered
using our p an. Term, to .uit your convenience.
ALL KINDS OF INSURANCE WRITTEN.
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DALLAS
Phone 7-2731 420 Republic Bank Bldg. Phone 7-6721
THEO. COPELAND, JR. H- B- THEVENF.T
THE OLD grouch???? [A Total Loss
In place of collecting Taxes
on “Ability to Pay” plan, why
not change it to the “Desire
to Pay” plan? That wouldn’t
hurt anybody except, perhaps,
the tax collectors.
A man who owns a seasonal
business but who spends about
$100,000 a year in advertising
says he has learned one thing
from exp. lienee that has cost
| him money, as so much exner-
II this thing keeps up the ience does. He says he has
men are coing, to quit smok j learned that advertising mon-
a time but finally the children : never read him. Fine chap, though.
_____ are Old enough to make it: “You mean Morgan Dare,” Nar-
Carrollton women have a worse. clsso had been saying, and her blue
----- ] eyes became almost black with en-
Why is it a man will sit in a C1'8®ti<;, disappointment. “Why,
keen sense
of humor The Why is it a man will sit in a I disappointment. “Why, i
more you humor them the bet- U„„+ „ „ *„v. Perfecl>y adore him. I eat him
ter they like it boat al day Waltin* t0 Catch o'1'’*-1 ‘hink you were contempti-
y------•.------- a fish and then kick if his blc not to ask me. And it was ladies’
The reason why some Car wife has dinner ten minutes and you knew how enthusias-
_ ... , uc l am about Morean Dare.”
rollton men never know when late !
they are well off is because If old Adam came bflck f0
FOREWARNED
IIIC11 L v VJV..V --- - — — ..... -V. UIUU*
ling cigarettes. There are so ey spent for anything else but
'many women and snobbish !space in the local newspaper
girls now smoking the vile
they never are.
^ __ earth the only thing he’d rec-
Modern Dallas girls are far 0g,nize WOuld fce the radio
more interested in mending a
man’s ways than in mending
his socks.
jokes.
You never know how much
a man can remember until he
is called on to testify on the
witness stand.
Among the things that en-
able a lot of Hebron men to be
■elf-satisfied is a poor memory.
A Georgia editor says man
As a general rule Addison
girls no longer marry men for
better or for worse. They
marry them now for more or
less.
The Letot man who carries
a rabbit foot for luck often
finds it’s a poor substitute for
horse sense.
The things a man says when
he is drunk with liquor are
is but a worm. He comes never as foolish as those he
along, wiggles a little bit and says when intoxicated with
some chicken gets him. Move.
am about Morgan Dare.’
“Weren't any children there,”
commented Edward and then
grinned while Narcissa reminded
him haughtily that she was twenty.
“Why, I mightn’t ever have another
chance to see him,” she said.
■M ARCISSA’S eyes snapped fire.
Edward knew the depth of her
disappointment, though he perhaps
did not count on the possibilities of
her resentment.
The Fenwick household had been
considerably depleted. Two of the
brothers, an uncle and an older sis-
ter were away from home. Aunt
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scription statements to its subscribers to advise
them where they stand with regard to their sub-
scription payments. We would like very much to
have prompt remittances on these where it is pos-
sible for the subscriber to do so. Where it is not
possible to make payment now we trust the sub-
scriber will send what they can and advise when
they can make further payment.
We realize that the cotton is just be-
ginning to move and that with some it
will be impossible to make payment un-
til some of the crop is moved. Please
keep us in mind and make payment just
as soon as you can do so.
Martha, who kept house, and the
servants had rooms at the back of
the house. Old Mr. Fenwick was
quite deaf. So Narcissa's plan of
revenge was boui i to work well.
Edward had calle,.: out to her as he
left to tell Aunt Martha that he
wouldn’t be home for dinner. It
was then that Narcissa thought of
her plan.
As the day advanced she noticed
with regret that it would probably
be unusually warm and balmy for
-May, Sho hod hoped-for a chltr ever
ning, with possible showers.
After her father had gone to his
room that evening, after the serv-
ants were all in and after good Aunt
Martha had gone the rounds to see
that the windows were all securely
locked and shutters on the down-
stairs windows alT well bolted, Nar-
cissa crept downstairs.
She surveyed the heavy old front
door with close scrutiny. It had a
special lock, a key to which the eld-
er brother Edward carried. When
he was to be out late -the bolt was
not drawn. Narcissa carefully drew
this bolt and then turned another,
ancient lock at the top of the door.
Then she stayed awake until mid-
night. She heard the late train draw
into the station, waited fifteen min-
utes and then heard steps on the
veranda below. Edward had come
home; he couldn't possibly get in.,
The garage was locked and he would
have to stay out all night or walk
to the village with meager chance
of finding shelter there. Narcissa
dropped off to sleep secure in her
revenge. In the morning she would
unbolt the door before anyone was
up and not confess her guilt until
after Edward had aired his griev-
ance to the entire family.
“Let me tell you about a funny
thing.”
“It is in bad taste to talk about
yourself.”
That Hurt
Jones appeared wrapped in gloom,
and his friend asked the cause.
“It’s that fellow Smith,” he re-
plied. “Last night he called me a
liar.”
The friend tried to console him,
saying that it was a common thing
to be called a liar without cause.
“But, dammit, man,” said Jones,
irritably, “he proved itl ”—Stray
Stories Magazine.
Where Else Would One Swim?
“Tell me, young man,” said the
talkative old lady to the sailor, “Can
you swim?"
“Only at times, madam," replied
the sailor.
“Dear me, how odd! And when
do you have these moments of
ability?”
“When I’m in the water, ma'am,”
said the sailor.—Hartford Courant.
Hopeless
“Ma’am,” said the nursemaid,
“the children keep quarreling and I
don’t know what to do.”
“Send them in here,” said the fond
mother. ‘Til sing to them.”
The maid shook her head doubt-
fully. “Deed, ma’am,” she said, “I
threatened them with that, but it
*^UlL&e-S.r0-JlajiQ.xu>.gaodJi-—
things that a lot of men are
getting ashamed to be seen
with one between their lips.
If those Congressmen in
is almost a dead loss. He
says he tried other methods
which weie 'sold to him by
smooth-talking salesmen, but
none of them produced results.
Washington are geiting along ine diiference between news-
at ail with the Piesident it paper adveitising and other
might be wise to stay in j advertising, says this man
Washington over what they who had learned from experi-
are displeased to call “the
heated term.” Some of them
may find it much hotter back
home.
While the Piesident didn’t
say so in so many words, it is
intimated to the Democrats
who defeated his Court Pack
ing Plan that that word “Har
mony” is to be found in the
ence, istuat the newspaper is
read carefully by nearly every,
one who takes it while other
forms are thrown away with'
out reading. The fact that
more money is spent each
year for newspaper advertis-
ing than for all other foims
of advertising ^combined also
indicates that'if you want to»
dictionary, but he does not in- J the most for your adver-
tend to use it much.
Somebody in Dallas had a
“Mandate” to tar and feather
some Socialist worker.
I’m just a big enough grouch
to call that stuff in Spain
“WAR,” and that malevolent
tising money then the news-
paper is the medium to spend
it with.
Kirksey says a good many
accidents have been caused by
the driver trying to guide the
car around one curve while
work with guns and Powder j putting his ^
ana airships carried on by the j the
Japs should have a sterner^
name, if it can be found.
We are wondering what hap-
pened to that CRISIS that
made immediate passage of
the Court Packing bill man-
datory.
I’m wondering if ne3{t sum
First State
Sneeberg—Where are you from?
Lancett—I’m from the first state in
the Union.
Sneeberg—O, New York—the great
Empire state?
Lancett—No, not New York. I’m
from Alabama; that’s the first state
alphabetically, you know—Pathfind-
er Magazine.
OR A YOWL
We want to take this opportunity to thank those
subsribers who have already made payment, and
likewise thank those who are always mindful of the
editor and publisher and make prompt payment and
keep the date on their paper well advanced. We
have a large number who are very prompt in their
subscription payments and they are the ones who
have made it possible to keep the wheels movihg
during the period when finances were not what one
would call “GOOD.’’ With crops as good as we have
had in this territory this year we feel sure that you,
our subscribers, will set aside a portion to pay for
the HomeTown Newspaper.
We Thank You
The Carrollton Chronicle
Phone 92
Carrollton, Texas
'T'HAT morning when she drew
the lock she peered through the
crescent aperture in one of the front
shutters to see if her brother were
on the front veranda. Instead of
one man she saw two. One was
asleep in a dilapidated hammpek
and another, the stranger, in a
rickety steamer chair.
That morning she appeared at
breakfast smiling serenely. Her re-
venge had worked better than she
had hoped. Edward had apparently
brought home a guest and had been
put to the embarrassment of lodging
on the front porch with him.
Edward greeted Narcissa with
more than usual enthusiasm, both
he and his guest rising as she en-
tered.
“Here he is, Cis,” he said. “This
is Mr. Morgan Dare. I brought him
out for the night, which we spent on
the veranda.”
There were rather embarrassed
hand shakings. “I told Mr. Dare
how you admired his work, and he
asked to meet you. You’re the first
woman he ever heard of that liked
his writing.”
So it was. Morgan Dare tarried
two days through, so charmed was
he jvith the only girl who admired
him. And when he went it was with
! his troth plighted to that of Nar-
cissa Fenwick.
Mr. B.—What was the first thing
that strdek you when you entered
the nursery?
Nurse—A spitball, I think.
meJ_can really.„g.e
[Than it is this summer. You
[know there will be elections
and Hot Air and charges and
counter charges, and notices
that “the President needs
him,” and other notices that
“the President doesn’t want
him,” and so on and on until
the air is likely to be more
charged than it is this season.
For all I’m going to use a
court house for I’m certain
that the present one in Dallas
j county will meet fully all my
[needs, hopes, desires. Wheth
er or not I vote another debt
on myself and my property
--well, I’m hardly prepared
I to state.
‘‘I can remember the good
old days,” asserts C C Carver
whenthe people in the rural
districts had so much money
they could buy a gold brick
once in awhile.”
According to a recent Gov-
ernment report the air is just
-as-fr-ee-ns-it-Evrf-w'as': "TheT
only difference is that it now
costs you more to breathe it.
‘A good friend.” asserts
Jake Gravley “will do most
everything you suggest but
take the cold remedy you in-
sist never fails.”
Modern Gabriel
”Mah bredren,” said a negro
preacher, "when yo’ hears Gabriel
sound his horn, yo’ wants to be ready
to jump."
“Mah goodness!” excitedly ex-
claimed one of the congregation,
“am he cornin’ in an automobile?”
The Home Town Newspaper helps
Do you support it?
Meow
Kitty — Gracious, it’s been five
years since I’ve seen you. You look
lots older.
Kat—Really, my dear? I don’t
think I would have recognized you if
it wasn’t for the coat.—U. S. S. Ten-
nessee Tar.
Too Small Even for Jest
"Do you approve of jokes about
bathing suits?”
"No," answered Miss Cayenne,
“anything as small as a bathing suit
is not worth mentioning.”
Belated Regret
“A great many people do things
they are sorry for,” said the ready-
made philosopher.
"Quite true,” answered Miss Cay-
enne. “But many of them do not
realize how sorry they are until the
facts come out in the newspapefs.”
Appropriate
Recent Purchaser of New House—
—I must—er—complain about the
ventilation system. The draught is
—er—simply—
Agent — Ah, I must see the
draughtsman about it!
Who Says
ThatNobody
Loves a
Policeman •
There is one thing sure
. . . that isn’t true so far,
at least, as Officer Finney
is concerned^
You know Finney—Fin-
ney of the Force—whose
comical adventures are
portrayed for readers
of this paper by Ted
O’Loughlin, brilliant
young artist.
This genial copper gets a
lot of fun out of the things
that happen day by day as
he travels his beat, and the
fun is passed on to you as
you read of his activities.
Have a laugh with
Finney and tell your
friends about him
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Martin, W. L. The Carrollton Chronicle (Carrollton, Tex.), Vol. 33, No. 40, Ed. 1 Friday, August 13, 1937, newspaper, August 13, 1937; (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth728579/m1/4/: accessed August 15, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu.; crediting Carrollton Public Library.