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The Fool-Killer Ik Monthly Mustard-Plaster for the Blood-Boils of Society, Church and State. PUBLISHED 2J05THLY, iames Larkin Pearson - - '- Editor BOOMER, NORTH CAROLINA. &4 SUBSCRIPTION BATES: Single Subs 25c Clubs of five 15c Entered &a second-class matter nclx , 1916, at .the postoffice at Roomer, N. C, under the act of i mi. TAKE NOTICE Do not send postage stamp on f ub srlption. Remittances should be .made by iistered letter, express or. postoffico vjcnty order. Be careful to write your own name &sl address plainly, and direct all Otters and make all orders payable M THE FOOL-KILLER, Boomer, - - - - North Carolina. Reduced Rates Well, folkse3, I have decided to risk my chances on putting The Fool Killer back to its old price. Print paper is still costing me twice as much as it did before the war; but the general trend of prices- is down ward, and I want to give my readers the benefit of all possible reduction, because I know times are hard and money scarce. So please tell everybody you see and send wTord to the rest that they can now get The Fool-Killer again at the old price -25 cents for a single susbcription, or 15 cents each in clubs of five or more at one time. Now please rush in the subs like you did in the old days, and I'll do my level best to keep 'em awake. S i ' Gimme a Birthday Present. Wait a minute ! Doggon it, an idea has just struck me kerbim!- right between the lookers. I am going to ask you folks to give me a big "Sub scription Shower" for a Birthday Present. I will be 42 years old one of these days purty soon. Reckon I bet ter not tell you the exact day, 'cause I want you to shoot clubs at me every day so as to be sure and hit the right one. Let's have a whole month of it. JAMES LARKIN PEARSON Boomer, N. C. "BLUETS ID BOTTERCUPS" A Little Book of Verses by; Cora WaUace Pearson. This little book of poems was writ fen by the wife of James Larkta Pearson, editor of The Fool-Killer. The book contains about 20 poems, a 2ew written in the author's girlhood days, but most of them in later life. It is neatly printed, and has a pic ture of the author. I will send you one postpaid for 25 cents, and I will fclso throw in for good measure an other little hook entitled "An Auto- biographical Sketch of James Larkin Pearson," giving a complete history of The Fool-Killer and its editor. This history booklet will be of spec ial interest to all you folks who en Soy reading the paper. Both booklets together for 25 cents. Order today right now. Address: Mrs. Cora Wallace Pearson. Boomer, N. C. THE FOOL-KILLER, paragraphs: We are getting back to Grover in a trot. The Dam my cats are having their laugh now. It seems that we now have just a piece of a peace with Germany. After this it wilf take a mighty nervy Republican to say anything about old Grover. When a No. 2 brain is hitched up to a No. 12 mouth, it does get awful tiresome. A violent case of peace has broken out between the United States and Germany. Delaware has lost a sorry Sena tor, and the powder trust has gained a still sorrier one. Big words are what the politi cians use to conceal their little thoughts. The main trouble with orthodox doctrine is that the D. D.'s have 4 'doctored" it too much. The' "peace resolution" has brought peace just about like hanging up a dead snake would bring rain. The preachers talk about the judgment day that is to come. Poor fools! They do not know it has already come. The Upper Silesian question was decided at the polls, but the Poles were not satisfied with the decision. If you believe this kind of plain talk is needed, suppose you show this paper around among your neighbors and get up a club. If Dempsey's mailed fist" had been delivered by Burleson's mail , system, the Frenchman would have got off easy. Do you remember all them glorious campaign promises? Huh? Well, what in the thunder has become of them? The Hard times administration is even worse than old G rover's time. Grover did establish soup-houses to feed the starving, and Hard times has not even done that. Every day that passes makes me more and more certain that -I am on the right track; because the things I have been predicting are coming to pass right along. When a thing PROVES itself to be true, then it must be true, isn't it? BOOMER, N. C. Preserving the pen with which President Hardtimes signed the peace resolution is sorter like pre serving the nail that you tore.your britches over. There will soon be as m ny ex Republicans in this country as there were ex-Dummycats lat November. And then I wonder what they will turn to next? They have put off the disarm ament conference till next winter, so as to give.them time to start another big war between now and then. I heard a rich Republican say the other day that he had lost $4,000 since this Hardtimes pros perity set in. Well, he is getting just what he voted for. And I hope he will get his belly full of it while it is going. Senator du Pont! That shore does sound like peace! When all the big munition manufacturers and war profiteers get into their bought seats in the Senate, then of course they will turn in and kill the business that has made them rich. Like the very devil they will! Senator" Newberry! And then "Senator' ' du Pont! Both good Iwcpuuiicans. Both multi millionaries and war-profiteers. Both occupying bought seats in the U. S. Senate. Both fit only for the penitentiary. If that ain't a Senatorial team to be proud of, I'll be hornswoggled! This-here 1 peaceby resolution" seems to be sorter like the dog that crawled into a joint of stove pipe. His fore legs were in front of the pipe and his hind legs be hind it, and in that fix he ran around all day trying to run out of the stovepipe, but carrying it along with him all the time. Even the mention of a "soldier bonus" is a iiat admission that the government didn't give the soldier boys a square deal during the war. If it did, why is its old conscience hurting it now? How does it happen that nothing has been said about giving a "bonus" to the munition manufacturers? This-here Southern Democracy does beat the very dickens for economy. After all of its high tax assessments, still it has managed to bust the state of North Caro lina as wide open as a boot-jack, and now has to call a special . ses sion of the legislature to issue more bonds that nobody will buy. Don't tell me there is nothing in a name. H-a-r-d spells "hard." AUGUST, 1921. One good thing' about it this is making the big uns feel the pinch as well as the little uns. About the only business that shows any signs of life is the automobile business. Well, may be we can ride, anyway, as long as we can buy some of Johndee's gas. Lift up your noses and smell, for verily our prosperity hath mortified, and there is a great stink hTthe land. The devil is doing his very most devilish worst these days, because he knows that his little ball of yarn will soon be wound up. Ask your neighbor what he knows about the Great Pyramid, and you will be surprised at the amount of ignorance a man's head can hold. Be sure to read all about the Reduced Club Rates in the first column of this page. The price of paper is not down to where it ought to be, but it is getting down some, and I thought perhaps I could stand it to put The Fool Killer back to its old price. I am still offering that $1,00 reward to any person who can show me the words, "immortal soul" or "never-dying- soul" in the Bible. Come ahead, folks. Don't you suppose God would be awful proud of a gang of hell scared people in heaven? Why, goodness sakes alive, such a gang would look just like a flock of spring chickens hid in a straw stack to keep a hawk from catching 'em. Somehow it seems to me that God would rather have people who just WANT to go to His place because they LIKE Him, and not because they are SCARED into it. Not one preacher in a thousand knows anything about the time parallels in the Bible. And they don't have, any comprehension of the type and antitype system that runs through it. If pepple would only lay aside their prejudice long enough to get a glimpse of these PROOFS of the truth! But the majority of people, including the preachers, ain't got sense enough. Say, you big proud, fashion able, stuck-up, scornful, exclusive humbug of a Christian don't you know that God never chooses any such cattle as you to do His work? God chooses the seemingly weak and foolish things to confound the strong and wise. Some of the peo that you scorn today will soon be hiring you to black their boots.