Recorder John P. Mull is the authority for the best actual pun we’ve heard in many a day:
Last week during the tax listing at the court house there ambled a man who upon getting down his entire belongings on paper found them to be six dogs. With the proper entry made the tax-lister asked him to hold up his right hand.
“Lookahere, do you have to swear to this thing?” inquired the man.
“Sure,” replied the tax lister.
“Well, then make that read seven dogs.”
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Two may not live as cheaply as one, but here’s a tip to the younger readers that will save two dollars for the extra expenses—Marriage license advance in price on June 1 to $5 instead of $3. Just nine more days.
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Since we’ve always been addicted to reading these “From Peanut Stand to President” type of stories, it’s a pleasure to hear the following pulled by the Bell Telephone News:
A wealthy motorist, while touring through Georgia, drove up to a gasoline station and found the tender a lazy country boy. “Hey, boy,” said the motorist, “I want some gasoline. Get a move on you. You’ll never get anywhere in this world unless you push. Push is essential. When I was young, I pushed and that got me where I am.”
“Well, boss,” said the boy, “I reckon as how you’ll have to push again ‘cause we ain’t got a drop of gas in the place.”
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The Star offers a good chance to begin cooperation in the family. It would not take two people long to do the work required by The Star for a free trip to the Nation’s capital. And, Jiminy, what a honeymoon, if you didn’t have to pay for it.
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Now that Tom Bost is coming to Shelby to make a speech we advise politicians hereabouts to mind their speech while the redheaded newspaper man is in town. He may look for a story or two while here.
A headline in the last issue of The Star read: “Cleveland Farmers Found It Cheaper to Use 100 per cent Paint.” It would have been equally as true had the line been “pied” and the word “flappers” appeared instead of “farmers.”
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Shelby is metropolitan now. The rooms and apartments advertised for rent frequently read “to parties without children.” Still Shelby Grows.
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A faithful reader of the paper says we were all wrong in “Around Our Town” last week in saying that no one had an idea “Casey” Morris and his team would win a championship. According to him, he prophesied such. And without the least investigation of his claim, we, with Professor Grigg’s permit, will award the prophet the Charlotte Observer loving cup—which now seems to be a relic and as much in existence as such a prophesy.
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No, the unusual crime news does not always take place in some other state. Speaking of bobbed-hair bandits, don’t we have a young woman automobile thief, according to her admission to officers.
From The Cleveland Star, Shelby, N.C., Friday, May 22, 1925
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