The great white blanket is rolled over the shivering cabbage patch . The wind blows chill and scares us . It is no night to go out . And submissively you hear your wife say : " Here's your slippers ; you're in for the night ! "
HOUSE SLIPPERS are ripe in the Land of Mears
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Heating Stoves We got ' em . They are on display in the tire room . Horse Blankets and Stable Blankets
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Bechtel the druggist sells this A. D. S. Cold & Grippe Remedy . It will fortify you against the raw November mist .
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And now we want tur- keys and geese and chick ens and roasting roasting pigs . Bring them in to Miller Brothers for the world must be fed on Thanks- giving Day .
Otto Kuehnel , the kind - hearted florist , who runs a kindergarten for little plants over in Hart and Irains them up the way they should go , has built a new school room for the little green children , a long room full of many win- dows where the sunbeams filter through and make the Chrysan- themums laugh in the morning .
Twenty - five dollars will buy a nice hard coal heater from Jack Williams at the First National Bank in Hart . Just think of it . A nice even heat in your sitting room all winter , so you can get undressed in the dark and skip off to bed all toasting warm .
Hud Stout was going to take Margery Walker to Eva VanTas- sell's Batham school - house box social but as Hud had a boil on the end of his toe Margery had to walk to the social with Hud- son's sister Elverda .
When Nick Shaner goes to the neighbors to play cards of an eve- ning he takes along a jug of cider and he knows he will be more than welcome .
At Edith Keen's party they were playing : " Do you want to earn a five dollar bill ? " And Esther Benson yelled when she got fin- ger bit .
Weare : Ray Shaner accidentally locked his father in the corn crib . Last year he happened to lock him in the toilet house . Mike Kuhnlien digs apples and picks potatoes way after dark .
Last summer Mrs. Nora Wash- burn took a day off to attend the fire sale in Pentwater and bought her husband a pair of khaki trou- sers for $ 3 which she afterward found to be just like the ones Roy Hasty got in Hart for $ 3 , regular value . But then the real reason Nora Washburn wanted to go to Pentwater was so she could take supper with Mattie Russell .
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MAX KOPELOFF has bought the building formerly owned by Chris Engle on the Main pike in Shelby and will pay the highest prices for Chickens , Turkeys , Dux , Junk , Butter , Eggs , Dres- sed Veal , Calves and roasting pigs . Tele- phone 128 .
Pat Johnson bought out Chan Tripp's half interest and sent him away to play in Florida . Pat will do your tire work and garage labor in Shelby .
ANN KEMINK'S FATHER CREASES TROUSERS WELL .
When you see the smoke of a Belle of Hart cigar you will know that good quality is wrapt up in the leaves , 10c .
This last fall Mrs. W. H. Beebe who lives alone on her farm a mile west of Mears has been very worried for fear she would not have any neighbors to lighten her solitude . She thought some of having Mrs. Doty stay with her this winter but Mrs. Doty wanted one of the partitions taken out of the house so she would have a bigger room to spread herself in and Mrs. Beebe hesitated to change the sacred walls of her house to suit a passing notion . So then she wished she could get some high school girl to stay with her . She hoped some one would move into the empty neighboring houses . And now her prayers are answered . Her wish is granted . The neighbors are coming in num bers . Lowell Merrill moved into the Scott - Vanett place , and the numerous Walker family are go- ing to move into their new farm on the corner . Besides Peter An- derson has come home from Grand Rapids . And if Mrs. Bee- be wants any more neighbors maybe Hans Larson could move into the Swedish church for the winter . And perhaps she could get Mrs. Mathis to live in a tent in the apple orchard .
Some one gave Mrs. Beebe a lit- tle cat for a companion and the dear little thing kept running over to the Swedish church and dis- turbing the services so that Olga Nelson had to get up and lock the cat in the woodshed .
Marion Heeg is a senior in Hart high school this year . Her folks live way down on the Odell plan- tation South of Shelby so Marion cooks the breakfast food at Clar- ence Welsh's house and ashes the tea cups at night . But schol- arship is Marion's middle name .
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On Thanksgiving night after the cranberries & turkey of the annual meal have settled down come on up to the big dance in the Shelby Op- era House . The Oceana Orchestra will be mak- ing the music .
Mackinaws Ball Band Rubbers Glove - fitting Rub- bers , Socks and Rubbers , Slickers
Meyers & Son
THE QUALITY STORE SHELBY MICHIGAN
Jesse Beard of the seventh grade in Shelby would not apologize for tripping up Verna Till . So Mrs. Morrall said : " Stand up , Jesse " and she whipped him with a foot rule . A sliver came loose from ) the rule and went into Jesse's hand but Mrs. Morrall kept right on hammering and drove the sliv . er into Jesse's hand . Then she kept him in at noon and took the sliver out .
When the mob goes down to William Merrill's auction sale next Thursday to sprinkle his belongings over the face of Oce- ana , the crowd presses from room to room , looking at the old heir - looms and the rocking - chair that came over in " The May- flower , " how many people will there be in all that motley throng who will remember that the old farmhouse was built by Sam Mit- teer in the days when Golden township was young ? Far re- moved from the inconveniences of the primitive wilderness the Mit- teers are now spending their golden latter days in a very mod- ern home on state street in Hart across from the fair grounds , where Mrs. Mitteer looks out of the window in the kitchen door and in ten minutes counts 40 automobiles and
two wagons going by the corner on an ordinary day , while Sam Mitteer points with pride to his telephone and electric lights and the faucets of the flowing well and sits down at his player piano , white - haired and reminiscent and plays the roll called " Silver Threads Among The Gold , " and looks out at the falling snow com ing down out of the November sky as he recalls that winter , when the snow started falling , 38 years ago tomorrow and go ! in March to be 4 feet on the level , lasting until May when they melted water to wash with .
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