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JTfe. gL^yausyi, -—
.,•1 wanted tqycell you about the dance
team I watched the other night* bhat a
floor show* Last time I saw one like that
tho plaoo was raidedl
• ••I know all iSbout that* They used to
say, "What a oapacity for work." Now they
just say, "V/hat a capacity* n
..•I had to laugh at the square danoer who>
called hiVB favorite partner, "Mustard"•••
because she was, alwaj&s on his dogsl
••.If dancing is in his
blood, as he says, he
must hare poor circulation?/
it hasnft gotten down to 'J
his feet yet,,.
...Oh, I know...if I*m net
caneful, I’m going te hare
•a .nice quiot prening at
home alone somo night A
After all this IS &
party line,..
...Did you hoar about tho guy from town
who was short changed in a bar in Naknok
and was popped in tho olink whon he put
up a fuss about it?
...Never tpll a Welshman ho CAN’T do some
thing without some good reasons why...
...She said, "Y/here have you been all my
life?” He said, ’’Just like the fat lady .
a8 she put on her girdle.” She said, ”1
don’t get it.” He said, ”All over the »
place ITve been.”
...When she appeared at the dance in a
full quilted skirt, someone asked, ”What
are the kids under tonight?”
...A horse can’t kick when pulling; a
horse can’t pull when kicking. So let’s
all pull an honest load***
•••It’s hard to toll a formation of goes©
from a plane anymore*•* Yfoll» it’s that,
time again, so guess I fcost bp going. Bye*
”Oeze”
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Spears at Dillingham, Alaska, twice
•very month* Subscriptions! #6*00
Through all tho phasos of ray life one
person has been at my side offering love*
patience and understanding* In a feeble
attempt to show appreciation for this
devotion, wc dedicate the following, or
iginal poems %
MOTHER
My ’’Dolly11 slipped into the stream, ,*
'While I stood small above herf ,
The ono who brushed my tears away
Was Mother#
Vfhen boredom slowed our monial work,
Our tasks with fun shofd cover*
The one who laughed the heartiest
V/as Mother*
When sorrow stepped into our life,
And angels took my brother•
The one most hurt—who fulled our loss—
Was Mother#
When my first beau* .paid court to me*
They giggled at my^'leTor"#. •
The one who cased hisVawkwardness
Was Ifpthoxw;. . *
When otfr-son, Joey, planned a hike,
He bagged.first one anoth,|£;
But sho, moro weary thaH:.fche rest, who
wont with him
Was Mother#
And,'now, as I look back on lifo—
And its trials ro-discorer;
Tho ono who buffed emotions throes,
and made life good,
Was Mother#
MANY OFF—70 POLLS
A record number of rotors wont to tho
polls in this area on April 29th to help
their preferred candidates reach the
■ Territorial office to whioh they aspire#
There were 3© rotes cast in Precinct
# 1, Kanakanak; • 161 rotes cast in Precinct
#2, Dillingham; 5A rotes cast in Preelnot
if 3, Clark’s Point; .andp 20 in Preoinot
if 4, &kwok* .
~ Vihu’s mt "
Mr# and Mrs# Jim Dodge of Clark’s Point
bocam* the proud parents of a baby daughtei
named Linda Sug, on Tuosday, April 20th#
(Can’t help -wondering if she’s a Democrat
or Republican#)
"Romember, dear, you took your husband
for better or for worso##*”
”Yoah, but I*' didn’t take him for good,
did I?”
mm mm mmm mmm mm mm — mmmmmmmm^mmmmmmmmrnm mm mm mmm mm mm mmm
Truthfullness is the cemont of society#