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Editorial
June 1, 1950
The Prison Mirror
Stillwater, Washington County, Minnesota
What is this article about?
Editor's Corner column with assorted light-hearted local notes: a gossip reprimanded, warning about Uncle Bob, request for double-spaced typewriter copy, volleyball rule disputes, neighbor Marvo's cold, moral reflection on hypocrisy, and a tricky wager on the Millers' baseball games.
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Editor's Corner
Shoreline
We understand one of our prize gossips recently got his ears pinned back for spreading malicious rumors.
Uncle Bob is still gunning for the editor, and we surmise he will be taking a pot shot at us one of these days. Have a heart, uncle!
The contributors using a typewriter in preparing copy, please double-space the lines and make it easier for our machine operators. Please!
The volley ball courts were certainly busy last Saturday, and from the arguments emanating from that direction, there seemed to be a difference of opinion in regard to some of the rules of the game. We gleaned all the information on rules in our possession and have submitted it to one of the ardent addicts. Must we have an umpire?
Marvo, next-door neighbor to the editor, had to suspend his art work the fore part of the week because of an attack of "sneezes." He had to transfer his activities to laundering his supply of handkerchiefs. If we had telephone connections we sure would have given him several "gesundheits." However, we hope he will soon recover from his attack of sniffles.
How easy it is for a person, whose life is rotten to the core and always has been, to point the finger of scorn and derision toward some one who is earnestly making an effort to overcome his weaknesses.
Could it be from his own frustrated efforts to improve his own conduct, or is it a jealous rage at his inability to reach the attainments of the one he tries to traduce?
Last Monday evening as the editor was waiting for the evening meal to be served, our old side-kick and pal, Gus, squinted up at the score board and said: "I'll bet you the Millers will win the first game of the double header and lose the second." Of course he knew our sympathies are always with the home town, and thus inveigled us into a wager.
Now, it so happened that the Millers won both games. What kind of a skin game was that wager! The only way we can figure it, we both won or we both lost. Take your pick. We sure will keep our eye on him in the future.
Editor's Corner
Shoreline
We understand one of our prize gossips recently got his ears pinned back for spreading malicious rumors.
Uncle Bob is still gunning for the editor, and we surmise he will be taking a pot shot at us one of these days. Have a heart, uncle!
The contributors using a typewriter in preparing copy, please double-space the lines and make it easier for our machine operators. Please!
The volley ball courts were certainly busy last Saturday, and from the arguments emanating from that direction, there seemed to be a difference of opinion in regard to some of the rules of the game. We gleaned all the information on rules in our possession and have submitted it to one of the ardent addicts. Must we have an umpire?
Marvo, next-door neighbor to the editor, had to suspend his art work the fore part of the week because of an attack of "sneezes." He had to transfer his activities to laundering his supply of handkerchiefs. If we had telephone connections we sure would have given him several "gesundheits." However, we hope he will soon recover from his attack of sniffles.
How easy it is for a person, whose life is rotten to the core and always has been, to point the finger of scorn and derision toward some one who is earnestly making an effort to overcome his weaknesses.
Could it be from his own frustrated efforts to improve his own conduct, or is it a jealous rage at his inability to reach the attainments of the one he tries to traduce?
Last Monday evening as the editor was waiting for the evening meal to be served, our old side-kick and pal, Gus, squinted up at the score board and said: "I'll bet you the Millers will win the first game of the double header and lose the second." Of course he knew our sympathies are always with the home town, and thus inveigled us into a wager.
Now, it so happened that the Millers won both games. What kind of a skin game was that wager! The only way we can figure it, we both won or we both lost. Take your pick. We sure will keep our eye on him in the future.
What sub-type of article is it?
Local Gossip
Community Notes
What keywords are associated?
Gossip
Rumors
Typewriter
Volleyball
Sneezes
Hypocrisy
Wager
Baseball
What entities or persons were involved?
Uncle Bob
Marvo
Gus
Millers
Editorial Details
Primary Topic
Assorted Editor's Corner Anecdotes And Observations
Stance / Tone
Humorous And Light Hearted
Key Figures
Uncle Bob
Marvo
Gus
Millers