Rensselaer Journal, Volume 11, Number 45, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 17 April 1902 — Arrow Shots. [ARTICLE]

Arrow Shots.

I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to the earth; I know not where. —Longfellow. Every time we get up early we conclude to do so right along, and we stick to it till the next morning. Everybody thinks more responsibility itests on him than-anybody else. Just as well for you to keep out of other people’s business or you’ll get more than you want of it. When we see h college glee club we always wonder who is putting up for their good time. Considering how hard it is to make a living, we wonder that we all hate so to die. Very few people make anything. How women enjoy seeing a henpecked man! If wo wanted everybody to follow us, we would start some new kind of religion. If you have anything that is out of style just hold on to it. The fashion will come around to you again. - An old man feels just as proud with his shoes “shined” as a boy with his first boots. - Folks will remember a good old horse as long as a member of the family. The Creator must be fond of a joke, considering the great number of funny people there are. A lot of college students seem to be afraid when they are traveling that everybody won’t know where they are going. We can excuse an old man for moving his lips when he reads, but we draw the line on a young man. Whichever side of the car you ride on the other side seems better. A man with a heavy voice would better not learn to sing. He can make more calling trains. If an old widower knew bow old it makes him look, he would not be so anxious to marry a young girl. Everybody kicks on yellow journalism, and yet everybody buys the loudest colored picture papers. Considering how many statues there are erected annually, there are a great many men who will have to be satisfied with a plain slab. , Natural as it is, it always detracts from a man’s greatness to see him real hungry. If you lose your hat at the hotel, do you not feel kind of sheepish about it? No man who amounts to anything fails to be attracted by a child. A mean man may be detected by' the way he treats his children. Men waste just as much time talk-' ing as women. The merchant who pays three dollars and eighty-five cents a year for advertising will oft and frequently raise his hand toward high heaven and swear that it doesn’t pay. P. T. Barnum was wont to say that “the road to fortune is through printer’s ink.” “My success,” said Robert Bonner, “is owing to liberality in advertising.” “Success depends upon a liberal patronage of printing offices,” so said J. J. Astor. Old Stephen Girard declared that “frequent and constant advertising is a sure prelude to success.” Ana then, listen to John Wanamaker: “I would as soon think of doing business without clerks as without advertising.” And, strange to say, John is backed up by A. T. Stewart, who said on divers and sundry occasidns. “He who invests one dollar in some business should invest one dollar in advertising that business.” Whom will you believe? the man who has made a fortune by advertising, or the other fellow?