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Show Chatter Box Dear Suzy, Bert Parker heard about a proposed pro-posed rubber plant for Delta, which reminded him he hadn't watered the library's rubber plant for sev eral weeks, so he up and started carrying it out for is seasonal watering. wat-ering. He had planted his pride 'n joy in one of those large, old-fashioned, white porcelain necessities that were so common before inside plumbing came to stay. He took a few steps toward the door leading lead-ing into the fire department, and tangled his feet all up in the upturned up-turned cuffs of-liis overalls. Down he went, flat on his face, breaking break-ing the rubber plant, pot, and hurting hurt-ing his feelings. He and Mrs. Hey-borne Hey-borne spent the rest of the day in cleaning up the mess, while Stucki leafed through his records trying to find where to charge the loss. Homer U. (for "Usppsy-Daisie") Petersen is probably the most jealous jeal-ous minded man I know. Since the beginning of the Society of Ditch Jumpers Who Didn't Make It was organized he has strived to qualify for membership so that he wouldn't would-n't be outdone by his sister-in-law, Thora Petersen, Frank S. Beckwith, Charlie Hopkins, Sherm Little, and Ren (Paul Revere) Sampson, who almost did the impossible by riding rid-ing his horse across a foot bridge, but with disastrous and damp results. re-sults. Homer had bought him a new hay burner and was very proud of the plug until his undoing in 'a drain. It seems that the Petersen boys were out in the wilds sitting on the sunny side of a drain bank when Homer made the brash statement sta-tement that his horse could jump the drain. The brothers tried to dissuade him, but the more they tried the more firmly Homer became be-came convinced that his oat noun' was the reincarnation of Pegasus (that nag with wings), and that he could make the jump, or at least the attempt, and show up his unbelieving relatives. He mounted his supposedly trustworthy trust-worthy steed, got a good running start and approached the drain, confident that his mount would not let him down, but thr.t is just what happened. The plug ambled up to the drain, gave a lunge & landed smack in the middle of the nice gooey mud and water." At this point the horse lost interest in life and eyed at Homer with a look in his eye that seemed to say "You got me into this, now get me out." And then made itself as comfortable com-fortable as possible in its mud bath. Homer tried spurring it out, but it was all in vain. The horse just gave up and it took all the combined com-bined efforts of all the Petersens to get tire plug out of the drain. Homer carried enoguh mud home on his clothes to plant a half acre victory garden, so the day was not a complete flop. All I can say is that is sure w7as a horse on Homer. Delta basketball fans got all mixed up on their dates last Friday. Fri-day. They assembled in the big hall to watch the game with Fillmore Fill-more and then proceeded to make long and lengthy noises, which, to a person on the outside resembled those sounds emanating from the livestock show. There was so much mooing, booing, bellowing and also al-so bleating that even the people as far away as Oak City, when they heard it, wondered why Delta had -stepped up the stock show date. Esdras Finlinson and Parley Par-ley Roper hurried out to start to grooming stock for the show and all was confusion. If the Delta fans are going to switch the dates, then the livestock committee and basketball league ought to get together to-gether on the prizes. When the stock shows comes around they could give the winners a basket, or at least a free pitch. And at the basketball games the livestock show could give the prize ribbons to the foremost and most choice booers. What you YOU think? Toots. |