Rensselaer Journal, Volume 11, Number 50, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 22 May 1902 — Arrow Shots. [ARTICLE]
Arrow Shots.
I shot an arrow Into the air, It fell to the earth; I know not where. —Longfellow. A great many men kill themselves with over work by doing a good deal more than they need to do. People say th6ir chimneys always burn out on windy nights. There are three things we actually despise; they are paring corns, getting shaved and getting our teeth fixed. We do not believe anybody tries as much to do more than he can as a musician. Musicians are always try ing to play or sing something they can’t do right. We really do not blame people muck for being small. They really cannot help it. We do not blame a man for singing tenor solos, but really he ought not to charge for it. Do not spoil a story just for the sake of having it correct.
It a girl goes along minding her own business, folks think she is. queer. Every once in a while we see an old man in an old-fashioned high buggy. Nobody ever thinks perhaps a preacher does not get as much as he earns. » How would you like to be a preacher on a small salary and have the members say you were getting all you were worth? A man need not tell us that he does not hold a grudge for a mean turn done him. It is human nature to treasure it. We observe that the girl who is so flush with beaus usually dies an old maid. A woman thinks a good deal more of her husband if he doesn’t allow himself to be henpecked. A man whose wife is taller than he is, always has the satisfaction of knowing that everybody they pass will look around after them. A good way for a woman to get her husband to do a thing she dislikes is by starting to do it herself.
You can tell what church a family belongs to by looking at the family album. If you want to see something real funny, hunt up a picture of yourself taken twenty years ago. The truth spoils many a good story. The most useless thing we can think of just now is a storm window in summer. Every time a good man dies, everybody makes up his mind to oe just like him, and it lasts for two days. There are tw j sides to every story, but to the one you tell there is but one side. The world is mostly a game of everybody trying to skin the other fellow.
