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Show Do You Remember? . . . good men to come to th . their country." Andi 4 of geese in a green field J, ' grayer the geese the g' 0,6 grazing." the Do you remember? By 4 MAUDE H. BENEDI6T Do you remember when children had their mouths "soaped out" as punishment for saying naughty words! How even a "darn it" was considered swear words, and anything any-thing stronger than that was profanity. pro-fanity. When the word "hell" was very bad (and it still is) but was not commonly used in our young days ? And remember when parents were very careful in conversing before chidren the "shush" when we came in a room where grownup grown-up talk was going on? How very ultra-modest we all were in our 'teen age? We remember a story told years ago of a little boy who came running in the house to tell his mother "What a nice ice-man we have!" "How do you know, darling, that he is so nice?" she asked. The little boy said, "Well, just now he dropped a big piece of ice on his foot, and all he did was sit and suits which a few years back would have been considered very, very old-fashioned! We wore them all in our salad days. Now we're wondering if we'll be able to get long underwear for winter! win-ter! The red flannels will be especially espe-cially out of reach this year and for the duration. So here we are no gas, no heat, no tires, no meat, no men, but then this is war. so. here we are! Remember the back oilcloth home-made book bags we used to carry to school ? The bag contained a slate, bound in felt and sewn ' over and over in button-hole stitch, in red cotton warp. A lead pencil, the 3-cent kind, a bottle of soapsuds, soap-suds, and cloth to wipe the slates dry after sudsing. Oh, and a ruler, a scratch paper notebook (this for the first day at school) later a copy-book, a reader, or a primer. Remember the copy-book sentence sen-tence "Now is the time for all down on the curb and talk about God for about five minutes!" And Grace Gunther, columnist for the Salt Lake Tribune, comments com-ments on how mothers in the years ago were so fearful when their little sons and daughters first started to school. Fearful that some other child would attempt to explain to her child the mysteries of life. Her fears weres realized. The first day little Mary came home from school she queried: "Mama, where did I come from? Betty says " Mama, upset, jerks small Mary into bedroom and gives her an hour's worth on the birds, the bees, the flowers, and other sweet mysteries of life. Mary lifts up her sweet little flower face and says, "That's funny, fun-ny, Mama; Betty says she came from Chicago!" Now comes rationing of gasoline, gaso-line, of miles even, of speed tempo tem-po down to 35 miles per. Wouldn't that have been a record in the horse and buggy days! Thirty-five miles a day was a- pretty good gait for a horse. We look in the windows down town and note the new style trends, certainly many new ones and equally as many old ones in their disguise. For here are the flat hair bows we used to wear; all colors and same styles of bows. Chicken feathers, pheasant feathers, and turkey feathers adorn many of the hats. Fur-trimmed coats and coats |
