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PE TIO v R. ---- i e like ours. & WINNETKA TALK ISSUED SATURDAY OF EACH WEEK y LLOYD HOLLISTER, INC. 564 Lincoln Ave., Winnetka, Ill 1222 Central Ave., Wilmette, Ill Chicago office: 6 N. Michigan Ave. Tel. State 6326 I na Rs Sie: Sninon BE sl tad wi Telephone ............. Winnetka 2000 or Wilmette 1920 UBSCRIPTION PRICE .............. $2.00 A YEAR All communications must be accompanied by the name and address of the writer. Articles for pub- lication must reach the editor by Thursday noon to insure appearance in current issue. Resolutions of condolence, cards of thanks, obituary, homices of entertainments or other affairs where an nce e is published, will b regular advertising rates. Cony City people have no next-door neighbors. This is strikingly true of apartment dwell- ers. It is the commonest thing in the world for a family living in one Next-Door flat to be entirely unac- Neichb quainted with the family €ghbors living across the hall. A mere wall often separates one for years from his boyhood chum. _ But families living in their own homes m a suburban community usually know their next door neighbors. Suburban house wives soon become so friendly with neigh- boring housewives as to borrow and lend without apology. But what we started to say was that our North Shore communities had next-door neighbors. These neighbors live out on Waukegan Road--Glen View, Northbrook, N-- and Deerfield. Like our own towns they are growing rapidly, having problems much And they are tackling these problems with enterprise and vigor. North- brook for example, in proportion to its size 1s not surpassed by any shore town in its paving and improving of streets and in its erection of buildings. Think of them as next-door neighbors. We have known normally intelligent north shore people who objected bitterly and at length to having quarantine signs placed on their front doors. "The nerve of that doctor, to tack a big card on my door and tell me who can come in and go out! All this talk about germs and spreading disease is pure foolishness! I guess I can regulate my own affairs!" Of course this objector in his less pre- judiced moments would easily admit that measles, diptheria and smallpox can spread from one person to another. He also realizes Community Health that the spread can be controlled. He doesn't, however, like to have the control applied to his own particular home. _ The answer to this obstructive attitude is that there is no good reason why the quarantine rule should not be enforced in EVERY case. ; You and I would not think much of a light-house keeper who took no steps to have his lights visible at night and especial- ly on stormy nights. We'd Be think that such nights were o% just the times when his light Visible! ought to be most visible. And what should we think of the North Western railway management if they did not take the greatest possible pains to have their signal lights most visible on the darkest, stormiest nights? WINNETKA TALK April 9, 1927 just this negligence. Our traffic police stand at street intersections regulating the movements of cars. And on rainy nights what do they wear? Black raincoats! which make them as easily visible at such times as a lighthouse without lights. Every- one knows that raincovered windshields are rather opaque. How then can traffic po- lice expect their signals to be easily seen at night during a rainstorm? We suggest to our chiefs of police that our crossing police wear WHITE slickers on rainy nights or that a spotlight be so directed as to make our controllers of traf- fic unmistakably visible. When we were young, we thought that older people were quite different from younger people. We thought they didn't care to have much to Merely a do with callow youth. y So we made little or Misunderstanding no attempt to get in- to their good graces. When we met these individuals on the street we never, with few exceptions, though of speaking to them. Our idea was that they didn't know who we were and didn't care to know. But now that we are in the class of the older people we see our mistake. Older people DO care to have young people speak to them. It's very pleasant for men past forty to be on friendly speaking terms with boys of fourteen, more or less. In fact, when these two groups are not congenial, things are distinctly not as they should be. It's not uncommon to hear people wish- ing that they had the time and money to travel. They'd like to see the wonders of Europe or take a trip to Alaska. But they haven't the where- What (0 Sat Tos both Boy Did Here's a chap in Wilmette who puts all these would-be travelers to shame. His name is Harry Keator, and instead of spending his time wishing, bemoaning the fact that he didn't have the cash, he has earned enough to en- able him to make a trip to Alaska. And we learn that he has done it by making bird- houses. You can do almost anything you want to, if you want to really and truly. You don't have to make bird houses. There are many other ways of earning money. Don't spend your valuable time in futile wishing. If you really want to spend a summer in Eu- rope, get busy and earn the necessary money. We recently completed an 800 mile auto tour of central and southwestern Illinois. Our general impression is that it's a very flat state and that corn is A General almost the only crop. . We've seen acres and acres Impression of rich black land, level as a table top, and millions of withered corn stalks. These corn lands were not beautiful, but they were bountiful and apparently profit- able. We had some reason to doubt their being profitable, because a bank director informed us that the farmers in the corn belt would do well to raise more hogs and less corn. He found it difficult to persuade the farmers to make this change, their con- servatism binding them to what they and their fathers had always done. i ------- re "ER il nd SHORE LINES > > a -~ THE RETURN She has returned, the prodigal. Once more Her green footprints turn homeward to your door. There are violets in her laughter and a petal of blue sky Is tangled in her gypsy hair. ing high, Have swept aside her flimsy rags and left her beauty bare. =e The whiteness of the fleecy clouds is on her breast and thigh. Fling wide your ice-bound door, April standing there. The March winds, rid- O World! See --FLORENCE BEARD. SLL LLL LE LL LL] ADD--THE VILLAGE BEAUTIFUL One of the prime benefits of the recent street widening program in Wilmette, which finds two wide strips of smooth concrete flanking the rough and rugged brick ways, appears to be that the motoring public employs the new pavement for traveling purposes thus permitting the grass to peep up between the bricks to form a nice center parkway. oe obo of of ob ole ob ob ob obob ode "Gin," the editorial canine, familiarly dubbed the type-eating canine, arises to announce that the recent report of his death was grossly exaggerated. The genial Sicilian who minds the North West- ern gates at which point the canine mistaken for "Gin" met his doom, gave out the following of- ficial bulletin anent the accident: "No, no, meester, he not your dog. You're dog he shorta tail, thisa dog he longa tail." of of of ob of ole ob ob ob Bob od But, What Preceded the Doxology? Dear Mique-- Stuck is right! And stuck from six in the evening until ten. Four solid hours, and no hope after the first two or three futile trials to pull ourselves out. We--the Principal and the Profes- sor with the car--had been ferried across from Ste. Genevieve, an old French town on the Mis- souri side of the Mississippi river, to a temporary landing place on the Illinois side. We had been told that the heavy rains had made the bottoms on the Illinois side almost impassable, but we figured that if we kept on going, and kept the engine dry, all would be well. And all was well until we were on the verge of climbing to higher and drier ground. Previous to that we had pulled through stretches that were more like hog wallows than roads and rushed through muddy pools that rose up over the run- ning board. Just as we were about to rise to better things, the Principal veered to the side of the road where the mud was softest and deepest. In sank the left side of .the car, and there we stopped, and stayed. The Professor waded through the liquid mud to a farmer's barn several hundred feet away. After working for the aforesaid hours in the mud and Egyptian darkness we--Farmer, Principal, Professor and two horses--jimmied the car up and onto less unstable roadway. The Pro- fessor sang the first phrase of the Doxology and we climbed to the happy highlands. --FIL THE FILOSOFER. ooeodoooob bob oboh bob od Political Votes When and if this is read Winnetka and Gleri- coe will have duly chosen their respective village administrators and Wilmette will be well on its way in its very own political carnival. All of which has nothing whatever to do with the fact that next Tuesday marks the occasion of the first flash of our annual pass to Cubs' park. of oe ode ode ob oe ode oe ode ob ob ol Needed--More Playground Space Mique: Discussion concerning the proposal to correct the more wretched of Wilmette streets has em- phasized the fact that her highways are particu- larly desirable' playgrounds for the children and should, by reason of that fact, be retained in their present speed-prevention state. --J. HUGH H. And in Chicago they have "off the street" clubs. No doubt the kiddies have a delightful time roaming the hills and dale on those antique thoroughfares. LILLIE EL LLY] Speaking further of politics, particularly with refer- ence to the situation in Chicago, it will be of interest to note that the peaches are blooming a fortnight in advance this spring. i --MIQUE.