The Cody enterprise and the Park County enterprise., November 22, 1922, Page PAGE THREE, Image 3

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WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 22, 1922,
DOES IT PAY TO WORRY
ABOUT APPENDICITIS?
Can appendicitis be guarded against?
Yes, by preventing intestinal infec
tion. The intestinal antiseptic, Adler
!-ka, acts on BOTH upper and lower
bowel, removing ALL foul, decaying
matter which might start infection.
EXCELLENT for gas on stomach or
chronic constipation. It removes mat
ter which you never thought was in
your system and which nothing else
can dislodge. One man reports it is
unbelievable the awful impurities Ad
ler-i-ka brought out. Western Drur
Company, Cody, Wyo.
The Mint Case
We Use the Celebrated
CORONA BLEND COFFEE
Made in Electric Percolator
TABLES FOR LADIES
Soft Drinks, Smokes, and
Good Candies In
Connection
SWISS, Y. A., PIMENTO AND
BRICK CHEESE
HOME MADE CHILE
CHINESE NOODLES
Everything Good to Eat
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MAKE EVERY HOUR
A HAPPY HOUR!
Pool Billiards
Cards Bowling
LUNCH COUNTER
With Blanche Gokel fixin’
up the eats
LOVE’S PLACE
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ACCOMMODATED
“Mr. Grabcoin,” said the brisk young
man, “I am a college graduate.”
“Glad to hear it,” replied that self
made millionaire, somewhat grimly.
“I came In to give you the refusal f
my sendees tn some executive capac
ity.”
“Much obliged. Good-morning.”
“Eh, sir?”
”1 urn merely accepting your kind of
fer. Again, good-morning.”
FRANK
“You’re sure you’ve no objection
to marrying a traveling man?”
"On the contrary, I wouldn't mar
ry a man who'd be homo too much
of the time."
Variable.
Tho Rent who shed a humid tear
At ninety in the shade
Now strains an ear that he might hear
The steampipe serenade.
Farm.
“An abandoned farm.”
“How foolish to abandon it.”
“Oh, I dunno. I settled on one once
and I thought the man who abandoned
It was pretty smart.”
A Pleasure and a Profit.
Markwich —Does your sister like
reading?
Jones—Yes; she considers reading a
pleasure, but It usually takes her
longer than anybody else to read a
book, because she always forgets where
she stopped reading the last time and
has to start at the beginning again to
be on the safe side. —London Answers.
Histrionic Sacrilege.
“The play's the thing I” exclaimed
Hamlet.
“Yes,-’ protested the manager of the
company, “but It’s too bad this little
drama of yours had to be a tragedy. If
you could cut out the killing this story
of yours might make a first-rate bed
room farce.”
Knew More of Art Than Uncle.
Old Lady—Don’t think me rude,
dear, but is this meant for a man or
a woman?
Art Student —I’m so glad you ask
that, auntie.
Old Lady—Why, dear?
Art Student —Uncle George couldn’t
tell. whether it was supposed to be
human.—London Punch.
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Some Eats!
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By JOHN DICKINSON SHERMAN
a* FTER Armistice day—
Thanksgiving! The
one a day of martial
thrills and, mayhaps.
poignant memories;
the other with Its les
| son that “peace hath
its victories no less re
nowned than those of
vj. .'•* war." We may not
know Just yet how to
celebrate November 11.
because of its newness as a day of na
tional observance. But Thanksgiving
is real old-fashioned. So we know all
about the proper celebration of this old
American holiday.
Popular opinion insists upon fixing
the first Thanksgiving day in 1021,
when the Pilgrims celebrated the gath
ering of their first harvest. They cer
tainly had a large feast; it lasted five
days, and they and their Indian guests
ate at least five deer. The first Thanks
giving day observed In all the states
was on December 18, 1777; It was rec
ommended by proclamation of the Con
tinental congress after the surrender
of Rurgoyne. For 11 years there
after congress recommended a day of
thanksgiving, and the several states
made appointment in accordance. Then
there was an Interval in which the fix
ing of the date was left wholly to the
states. The first congress under the
federal Constitution adopted a reso
lution asking President Washington to
recommend a day for national thanks
giving and prayer, and the President’s
proclamation named Thursday, Novem
ber 26, of that year. The antl-Fed
erallsts made such a rumpus over it
that it was not repeated until 1795,
when President Washington, without
recommendation by congress, set Feb
ruary 19 as a day of thanksgiving.
Then Thanksgiving day apparently
went Into the discard as a national
holiday. Anyway, until 1815 there
was no other national appointment.
In that year, by a resolution of con
gress and proclamation of the Presi
dent, April 14 was set apart as a day
of national thanksgiving for the res
toration of peace.
That was the end of an official
national Thanksgiving day for nearly
half a century. It was revived by
President Lincoln when he appointed a
special day of thanksgiving for the vic
tory of Gettysburg. August 6, 1863.
In the meantime the American peo
ple had been celebrating Thanksgiv
ing day pretty much all over the
Union, without bothering about presi
dential and gubernatorial proclama
tions. The American knows a good
thing when he sees It. President Lin
coln, being of the people, took occa
sion with his Gettysburg proclamation
to nationalize the November Thanks
giving day. So for 60 years or so
Thanksgiving eats have been attacked
and demolished as a patriotic duty.
Theoretically, of course, we should
be planning to attend church In the
morning to give thanks to Divine
Providence for the mercies and bless
ings of the year to us both as Individ
uals and as citizens of the greatest
and wealthiest and most fortunate na
tion on earth. Individually, as com
pared with the peoples of other na
tions, we Americans are most of us
Wireless Fence
On opposite corners In n little town
live two men. Each has a lawn,
which, since spring, has been used as
highway and thoroughfare by all
who wanted to save flve feet In round
ing those corners. One man’s sign
■ead: “Keep oft," and was re-enforced
by a wire fence. The other's was
'onger and read: “Suggestion—ls you
Jon’t walk across here, It may be a
Wwn some lay." This one bad no
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pretty well oft —much better off thru
we realize. And really, you know, it
is the easiest tiling in the world to
find all kinds of proof of the working
of Divine Providence in our American
( history. By rights a public and pri
vate thanksgiving on a commensurate
scale should be the nation-wide fei
. lure of Thanksgiving day.
But, if the truth must be told, most
of us are looking forward to our
Thanksgiving dinner as the main fea
ture of our Thanksgiving day—think
ing of the good things we’ll have, if
we have the price; wondering where It
will come from, if we haven’t.
Yes; “Thanksgiving Day—Some
Eats” comes pretty near being the slo
gan of our great American home and
Family festival. So now for the
eats:
Would I could say with Charles
Lamb —when he wrote his ode to goose
berry pie—“Full of my theme, O
Muse 1” Still, the debating societies
continue to thunder over the question,
“Is anticipation superior to realiza
tion?” So maybe lam better off as
I am. Certainly it would be a terrify
ing task to write this right after an
old-fashioned Thanksgiving dinner.
Black coffee, tobacco and peace is wbat
a man wants then.
Turkey and cranberry sauce, that’s
the main thing. Really, you know, the
rest Is Just flxin’s. Nature’s a pretty
good old dame, after all. What if she
had given us turkey and had forgotten
all about the cranberries? Why, the
two are Just made to go together—sort
of gastronomic affinities. One shud
ders at the thought of egg without salt,
goose without apple sauce, duck with
out currant Jelly. But turkey with
out cranberry sauce on Thanksgiving
Is unthinkable.
The man who deliberately and with
malice aforethought eats turkey before
Thanksgiving day should be put In Jail
until after Thanksgiving day, or put
through a psychopathic third degree.
He’s sticking out his tongue and mak
ing faces at old Mother Nature. Did
you ever get so thirsty that every sep
arate atom in you was shrieking like
a toothache for water? No? Well,
that’s the way to find out how «cold
spring water tastes. Did you ever
shoot all day on a duck marsh when
the spray froze on the paddle and
push-pole? No? Well, that’s the way
to find out what a blazing fireplace
feels like. That's Nature’s way.
Why, a man ought to approach that
sacred Thanksgiving dinner only after
wire fence. Such is the perversity of
human nature, that many people still
get their exercise by Jumping the wire
fence on the first man's place.
The other Is undisturbed.—Collier's
Weekly.
Peat-Cutting In Ireland.
The peat-cutting Industry Is carried
on very profitably In Ireland. Work
usually begins at the bogs at the end
of April. The skilled cutter, who has
two men with low sideless wheelbar
rows in attendance, uses a kind of
purification like that of the knights of
old. He ought to go to it hungry. He
ought to go to that turkey fairly trem
bling with the anticipation of nearly
a year of abstinence. You know that.
I know it. Everybody knows It. Alas,
that this Twentieth century civiliza
tion of ours with its manifold food
vagaries is no longer sane, safe and
sober 1
And someone with really devilish in
genuity should think up punishment
to fit the crime for the housewife who
blocks the way to the turkey with ape
tizers and cocktails and soups and
oysters and such Hike. Me, I want to
sit hungry and plumb empty and watch
the carving of the turkey and tremble
with expectation and water at the
mouth. I want my first mouthful of
my Thanksgiving dinner to be turkey
and cranberry sauce—turkey and cran
berry sauce, and nothing else.
Os course I expect to fuss around
later with stuffing and mashed pota
toes and gravy and maybe candied
sweet potatoes and maybe even
creamed onions. And doubtless I’ll
find time for more than one long swig
of sweet cider. But turkey’s my meat
Thanksgiving day. The rest Is Just
fixin’s, as aforesaid.
Salad? Well, it all depends upon
the man—and how many times his
plate has gone up to the carver—and
what’s coming. And if there’s pump
kin pie und Herkimer county cheese
coming—as there should be —I know
one man who is not Interested In the
salad or in anything but that pie and
that cheese. The festive board may
groan with good things, and keep on
groaning for all he cares.
And while we are sitting around
after, at peace with all the world and
the inhabitants thereof, let’s pause to
give a kinuiy thought and grateful to
Lo, the poor Indian. For It was he
who introduced the wild turkey to the
Pilgrim Fathers. And It was he who
discovered to him the pumpkin pie.
The Indian of eastern America may
have been a poor, Ignorant savage, ac
cording to some standards, but he had
good taste in eats. And he was no
fool as an agriculturist. He plant
ed his corn In rows. And up the
cornstalks climbed the bean vines. And
between the rows grew the pumpkin,
shading the ground and keeping down
the weeds. Hominy, corn pone, corn
meal mush, stewed pumpkin, succo
tash, maple sugar, cranberries, nut
butter —why, somebody ought to set
up a monument to those noble red men
alongside Plymouth Rock.
spade, called a slane, the sods being
cut up and removed to dry land. A
few days later, when the sods have
become a little less soggy, they are
spread carefully all over the ground
and left to dry. The next step Is to
pile the turf Into a skillfully-made
heap, which allows the wind to pass
between the different pieces. Usually
it is two or three months before the
peats are ready for use as fuel. Pent
Is used in Ireland to such an extent
that few people In the country districts
ever burn coal.
GH YOUR MONEY’S WORTH
LUMP COAL $4.25 $7.00
Best in Cody At Mine Delivered
Correa Weight; one Price io All
rm eg Naiive coal co.
OTTO I. nelson, Manager
EARNEST RICCI
Dealer in
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SI,OOO Reward
will be paid for information lead
ing to the arrest and conviction
of ar./ person or persons killing
or stealing stock belonging to
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Cody, Wyoming
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