Verhovayak Lapja, 1945 (28. évfolyam, 1-52. szám)

1945 / Verhovay Journal

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Verhovay Journal

April 11, 1945

Only a Dog...

By Liet. Sidney De Grey, Ret.

(Het. Sidney De Grey, Ret., of Denver, Colorado, is the father of Fv uiklin Alfred De Grey, a juvenile member of Branch 55, Hammond, Ind. He writes: “I enjoy reading the Journal very much even though I am not of Hungarian descent.” It seems to u:> that the following moving poem was born in the pain of personal experience and we agree with the author who thinks that “the poem has a deep moral lesson for all of us,” adding that we should like to dedicate it to all drivers to whom speed fa mo» e important than the life of “only a dog”.)

Only a dog they would say,

As they dragged the pup away In a split second his life was done,

Auto's speed too fast ter run.

But someone’s friend was gone,

His dog had left him alone;

Sad tears streamed down his face,

None could take his place.

JS

To mourn the loss of his fate,

Seemed too much for this lad of eight,

And as his footsteps he would wind,

He missed the pup’s prancing 'behind.

On his birthday a year ago,

He was given him by his Aunt Flo,

What happiness it had brought the boy! Completely filled his cup of joy.

On a bright, sunny Summer day

With his furry friend he would play,

And when a swimming hole he’d find,

The little ptip trailed faithfully behind.

For a minor infraction one day,

Confined in the woodshed he must pay, But the pup stuck there like glue, ,

So they must let him in, too.

The bees were plenty on the farm,

And peaceable when free from harm,

But one day the pup came too close,

And was stung violently on the nose.

The wound responded to the tongue,

As he licked the place where he was stung, And the lad’s arm around him placed,

While down his cheeks tears of pity raced.

Yes, only a dog they would say!

But no pal with whom to play.

Kill the dog when you run him down,

But a lad’s anguish you can not drown,

NINE LESSONS IN LIVING

From Durham Life’s “News Record”

LEARN TO LAUGH—A good laugh is better thari medicine.

LEARN TO ATTEND TO YOUR OWN BUSINESS—Few men can handle their outi well,

LEARN TO TELL A STORY—A well-told story is like a sunbean in a sickroom.

LEARN TO SAY KIND THINGS—Nobody ever resents them!

LEARN TO AVOID NASTY REMARKS—They give neither the hearer nor the speaker any lasting satisfaction.

LEARN TO STOP GRUMBLING—If you can’t see any good in the world., keep the bad to yourself.

LEARN TO HIDE ACHES WITH A SMILE—Nobody is interested anyway.

LEARN TO KEEP TROUBLES TO YOURSELF—Nobody wants to take therm from you.

ABOVE ALL LEARN TO SMILE—It pays!

GROWTH OF INSURANCE

Data accepted and recognized by the Temporary National Economic Committee of the United States during the first session of the Seventy-sixth Congress indicated that in the year 1890, with a population of 62,- 900,000 in Continental United States, there was a total of four billion one hundred million dollars of insurance in force.

In the year 1937, ^with a population of 129,300,000, the insurance in force increased to

i 109 billion, 600 million dollars It will be -rioted from this data that while the population increased ' 100%, the amount of insurance increased 2,500%. Therefore, the insurance in force grew twenty-five times as rapidly as the population of the United States.

This is surely an evidence that life insurance—home and family protection—is the leading and most important single development of our nation during the past half century.

(The Fraternal Field)

HE PASSED THROUGH

A colored soldier was stopped by a sentry one dark night.

“Let me see your pass paper”, said the sentry.

“Ain’t got no pass paper,” said the other.

“Can’t pass through here without no pass paper,” declared the sentry.

The first soldier rolled his eyes, reached into his coat pocket, drew forth a razor and opened it.

“Boy” he snarled, “I’se got a mother in heaven, a father in hell, and a gal in Blankville. And, believe me. I’se gwine to see one o’ dem tonight.’--------------V-------------THANX A LOT

During a question period following a lecture a man arose and put a foolish query to the speaker. The latter replied:

“The logic of your question makes me think of another. Can you tell me why fire engines are always red? You can’t. Well, fire engines have four wheels and eight men. Four and eight are twelve. Twelve inches make a foot. A foot is a ruler. Queen Elizabeth was a ruler. The Queen Elizabeth sails the seven seas. Seas have fish. Fish have fins. The Finns fought the Russians. The Russians are Red. Fire engines are always rushin’. Therefore, fire engines are always red. I hope this answers your question also.”------------V-----------CARELESS

The editor in charge of the personal inquiry column opened his seventieth letter with a groan.

“I have lost three husbands,” a lady reader had written very confidentially, “and now have the offer of the fourth. Shall I accept him?”

The editor dipped his pen in the ink. This was the last straw.

“if you have lost three husbands,” he wrote, “I should say you are much tpo careless to be trusted with the fourth.”------------V----!------PRESTO!

Magician: “And now, ladies and gentlemen, the next is the most spectacular off all my repertoire. In this feat I make a human being dissolve into a puff of smoke and vanish before your eyes. Completely off the earth the body journeys to spend some time among the spirits. Is there anyone in the audience who would like to submit himself to this experience?”

Male Voice: “Can you wait a few minutes while I get my mother-in-law?”

LET’S LOOK AT THE RECORD

A prominent statesman frequently used the term, “Let’s look at the record.”

The record of the Fraternal Life Insurance Societies should be emblazoned from every housetop. Their protection of the home, the institutions they maintain for the care of the sick, the aged, and the needy, and their consolation and advice to the bereaved are not as generally known they should be.

Their benefits to home • and country in periods of war and distress, not only in terms of money but also in service rendered, are matters of record.

(The Fraternal Field)

RESOURCEFUL

Little Johnny’s mother had just presented the family with twins, and the household was in a state of excitement. Father beamed with pride as he took Johnny on one side.

“If you’ll tell your teacher about it, I’m sure she will give you a day’s holiday,” he said.

Tha afternoon Johnny came home radiant. “I don’t have to go to school tomorrow,” he announced proudly.

“Did you tell your teacher about the twins?” asked his father.

“No, I just told her I had a baby sister. I’m saving the other for next week.”------------v-----------What is it that you cook on, sit in and eat?

— I give up.

— Why, a stove, chair and food!

“I know the soldier is the man for me, mother. Every time he takes me in his arms I can hear his heart pounding.”

‘'Better be careful, daughter! Your pa fooled me that way for almost a year with a dollar watfch.”

“Yes I came face to face with a lion once. To make matters worse I was alone and weaponless...” “Goodness! What did you do?” “What could I do? First I trNd looking straight into his eyeballs, but lie kept crawling upon me. Then I tought of plunging my arms down his throat grabbing him by the tail and turning him inside out. but I decided it would be too dangerous. Yet, he kept creeping up on me: I had to think fast...” “How did you get away?”

“I just left him and passed on to the other cages.”

“I married my wife because she was different from other women."

“Is that so?”

“Yeah, she was the only one who would have me.”

— Excuse me, but can I speak to your stenographer a minute?

— Not now, she’s engaged.

— That’s O. K. I’m the fellow she’s engaged to.

He: “The first time you contradict me I’m going to kiss you.”

She: “You are not.”

Marine: A man just picked my pocket, officer.

Officer: Yeah? What did he get?

Marine: Practice.

The editor of a country newspaper retired with a fortune. When asked the secret of his success, he replied:

“I attribute my ability to retire with a $100,000 bank balance after 30 years in the newspaper field, to close application to duty, pursuing a policy of strict honesty, always practicing rigorous rules of economy, and to the recent death of my uncle, who left me $98,500.”

Prosecutor: “Now tell the court how you came to take the car.”

Defendant: “Well, the car was parked in front of the cemetery. So naturally I thought the owner was dead.”

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“Now, my son,” said the father, “tell me why I punished you!”

“That’s it! First you pound the life out of me, and now you don’t know why you did it!”

Professor: “Why don’t you answer me?”

Student: “I did, professor. I shook my head.”

Professor: “But you don’t expect me to hear it rattle way up here, do you?”

A negro pastor in an impoverished area sent frequent appeals to his bishop for aid. Tired of the constant requests, the bishop wrote to the pastor telling him to send no more appeals for aid.

In a few weeks the bishop received this note:

“This is no appeal—it is a report. I have no pants!”

Puffing and blowing the sailor just managed to jump into a car as the train left the station.

The middle-aged man in the corner eyed him with scorn.

“When I was your age, my lad”, he said, 'T could run half a mile, catch a train by the skin of my teeth, and yet be as fresh as a daisy.”

“Yes,” gasped the young fellow, “but-I-missed-this one-at the last-station.”

Second Lieutenant: “I’ve been trying to see you all week. When may I have an appointment?” Colonel: “Make a date with my secretary.”

Shavetail: “I did, sir, and we had a grand time, but I still want to see you.” 1

“Of course, I‘11 be liberal with my money after we’re married, darling. I’ll spend it on you as fast as I make it. Now, what else do you want to know?” “How fast do you make it?”

“You want your hair parted exactly in the middle, sir?”

“That's what I said, didn’t I?” “Then I'll have to pull one out, sir. You have five hairs.”