GENERAL NEWS
BEARHEAD POST OFFICE DISCONTINUED (p. 4)
The post office at Bearhead has been discontinued on account of the resignation of Mr. Blue as postmaster, and the large number of people in the Alaqua section who have been getting their mail there are very much inconvenienced. Some of them have had their mail sent to Mossyhead and others here (DFS). There has been a movement on foot for some time to have a rural route established through the upper Alaqua settlement, but nothing definite has come of it.
FIRE AT FREEPORT (p. 5)
The Freeport Hotel, kept by Chas. McCaskill, was destroyed by fire last Friday night (Oct 6, 1911), which originated in the kitchen, evidently from a defective flue. Philip Drake, who was boarding there, was awakened by the noise of the roof of the kitchen falling in and gave the alarm in time for the other occupants to escape with but little else but their night clothes. The house and the major part of the furniture belonged to the J. J. McCaskill Co., and was partially insured, but Mr. McCaskill had no insurance on his furniture or clothing and lost practically every thing. It leaves Freeport almost without a stopping place for transients, and puts the regulars to hunting a new boarding place.
OUT OF THE GINGER JAR (p. 5)
The last man is pretty certain to fall behind.
What three vowels express trouble? I. O. U.
It will probably never be known what the hand-saw.
Be sure you are right and then don’t make a fuss about it.
There is many a man who is not worth what it costs him to live.
Every dog has his day, and a good many of them have their nights also.
The blacksmith may be an expert forger without being arrest for it.
Nature is a good doctor, but she makes her pay to the last cent.
What the corn heard with its own ears the potato saw with its own eyes.
Few man know what is good for them until some wise woman has told them.
The money that a woman spends
Is never for the bonnet,
But always for the fancy things
The milliner puts upon it.
The rich are always known by their dollars, but the humble onion by its scent.
The farmer who lost his half-bushel measure was in more than a peck of trouble.
The foolish trust to the safety pin but the wise see to it that the buttons are well sewed on.
Sometimes a man is pretending to be looking for a wife, when he is merely looking for a good cook. Beware of such.
(Note: The Breeze occasionally carries The Ginger column.)
NOTE OF INTEREST (p. VIII)
The word scissors was spelled without the initial ‘s’ in 1911, and the question, “Are your cissors sharp?” occurs several times in the paper.
Contributed by Michael Strickland