Rensselaer Journal, Volume 11, Number 52, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 5 June 1902 — Arrow Shots. [ARTICLE]

Arrow Shots.

I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to the earth; I know not where. —Lonzfellow. Unless you have made a great success of your own business, do not try to run other people’s. You can tell a family where some of the children have been at college if in no other manner than by the college pictures on the walls. One g ts plenty of suggestions, but none are good. Nothing makes a woman mad quicker lhan to tell her she is looking well, when she has boen ill and wants to look invali;iißh. A cold day does not keep a story teller from talking. Nearly everybody says he wants to do right, but there are so mauy standards one cannot follow all. Every life insurance agent fully convinces you that his is the only company that will not bust. Lots of people are crazy who are not insane. Did you ever notice that it is always cloudy when you have your kodak along? If you carry a kodak down the street you will attract as much attention as when you first cried to ride a bicycle. Remember, when you start to tell a big story, that you do not believe half the stories you hear. ■%- W Why do we do all things we say we do not want to do? No matter how unspeakably dirty a hotel may be, there are always people who will stop there. .Preachers in a crowd are never afraid to talk so everybody can hear them. Everybody thinks he is the last one to be waited on at a hotel. Even a theatrical manager may eat with his knife, but it is not a good ad for his show. In traveling on the train a bald head is a good thing. You get no cinders in your hair. Better not tell too big tales. Folks will not believe you. A girl cannot help it if she is ugly, but she does not have to ride a bicycle. A homely woman seems to want to avoid attracting attention to herself by leading a dog to a string. A little man always seems more anxious to grow a beard than a large one. Some people are not afraid of anything because they are bold and others just because they don’t know any better. We never yet could understand why a man wants to part his beard. No man ever sees a pretty married woman without wondering how her chump of a husband ever got her.

Emma, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Perry Marlatt, died suddenly last Thursday afternoon at 4 o’clock at their home north of town. The cause of her death was consumption. Her age was sixteen years, 7 months and 18 days. While sitting in a chair she was taken suddenly sick about 3 o’clock and at her request she was allowed to remain in the chair until her death an hour later. The funeral was held Saturday forenoon at the Barkley Christian church, Rev. T. A. Hall, oi Rensselaer, conducting the services. Interment took place at the Brown cemetery, at Pleasant Grove.