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ER RR SA AR WINNETKA TALK asSUED SATURDAY OF EACH WEEK by LLOYD HOLLISTER, INC. 564 Lincoln Ave., Winnetka, Ill. Chicago office: 8 N. Michigan Ave. Tel. State 6326 phone. ...... .. Winnetka 2000 or Wilmette 4300 BNCRIPTION PRICB......ccon $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 moon to insure appearance In current issue. Resolutions of condolence, cards of thanks, obitu- aries, notices of entertainments or other affairs where an admittance charge Is published, will be charged at regnlar advertising rates. Next Thursday is the dav set aside as a day of thanksgiving to God for the bless- ings he has bestowed upon the American people during the year. Sing the They are called upon to sing Doxology the doxoloev, the hymn of praise to the giver of all good things. We have many things to be thankful for. We live in a land of peace and plenty. Pros- perity 1s more widespread in the United States than in any other country on the globe. We are on friendly relations with every other nation. Our land is a land of opportunity--op- portunity for every inhabitant. The princi- pal means of individual development--edu- cation--is extended freely to every child and youth under the stars and stripes. The right to happiness of every American is not only acknowledged by our leaders but the means of realizing this happiness are sought out and utilized. We should give thanks for those of our civic officials, and there are thousands of them, who actively believe that public office is an opportunity to serve. They discharge their duties efficiently and generously. North shore residents have abundant evi- dence of this gratifying fact. We give thanks also for those public- spirited men and women who are vigilant in their warfare against graft and ineffi- ciency in public offices. Without such help it would be only a short time before the underworld would get the upper hand in our congested centers of population. We are thankful to those who render us this great social service. "Praise God from whom all blessings flow!" For several years our high school has been in the habit of setting apart a day on which parents shall visit the school and find out from actual experience just how their children live while in A Useful school. They used to find this Custom out in a bungling, vague fash- ion by being told about it by their children. The result was that parents' conception of high school work was as in- adequate, as disconnected, as partial, as the conception of Europe gained by one who never crossed the ocean. We can imagine no better way of under- standing and appreciating school life than by actual participation in it. Surely there could be no better way of understanding and ap- preciating Shylock than by playing the part, living the part as it were. That's what the parents did at high school. They went to the high school, recited in the various class rooms, lived for a while the lives of high school students. WINNETKA TALK We sometimes wonder whether we or any of our friends will live one hundred years. A man of fifty gets a certain mild satisfaction in thinking of the possibility of his living fifty more years. His experience is some- what as follows: Here I am fifty years old. Children of ten or twenty regard me as old, ready to topple over into the grave. They say of me, There is that old man, Mr. E.,, with gray hair and a mouth full of false teeth. He can't last much longer. We'll soon see the end of him. "And then the poor old man, just crossing the half-century line, consoles himself with the thought, I may live to be one hundred. [ have as many more years to live as I have already used up. I have still plenty of chances to enjoy myself. What put us into this introverted frame of mind was the reading of the life and death of Mrs. Frances Winne, who recently passed her 100th milestone. She was born in January, 1828, the year which saw the passing of Franz Schubert, the famous com- poser of songs and symphonies. She was born during the administration of John Quincy Adams, sixth president of the United States. Four great wars were waged in her lifetime--Mexican, Civil, Spanish-American, European. The popula- tion grew in these hundred years from nine million to over one hundred million. What great changes shall we and our children witness if we live beyond the cen- tury mark? 1828 to 1928! "The Scouts of today are the hope of tomorrow." So reads the Scout poster reminding all who read it that what our youth becomes that will The Hope of America be. These sig- Tomorrow nificant words warn us that the present gen- eration will pass away and that the country's work will be taken up by our sons and daughters. Our sons and daughters must therefore be so educated, so nurtured, that they will not only be able to carry on our work profitably but also will be able to plan for still greater progress. Their bodies must be kept healthy, their minds must be so stimulated as to grow into ever broader and higher efficiency, and their characters built up into a rich, resourceful maturity. We know of no program so well cal- culated as that of the Scouts to develop our youth into what the future of our country demands. This eminently worth- while organization deserves and can well use all the financial support that can be given to it. A local druggist says in his ad, "Buy a stamp and we'll thank you for your visit." That's a great relief to us. Hitherto we have been a little slow about asking a drug clerk to sell us a one-cent stamp. Here- after we shall not hesitate to ask small favors of storekeepers. It may be, how- ever, that this aforesaid druggist is an ex- ception. With the closer approach of winter we _ are thankful that we have not now to carry Many a school boy in the past would have" the responsibility of feeding a furnace. We got a squarer deal at home had his dad taken 'the boy's place at school, were it even only for a half day once a year. "did it for about twenty years and though we rather liked it, still we are not sorry to have handed the shovel to some one else. November 24, 1928 SHORE LINES Three Cheers for N. T. H. S.! On Thanksgiving Day the undefeated N. T. H. S. football team will meet the undefeated E. T. H. S. football team. The two master teams will fight this critical battle on the New Trier grounds. The in- vaders from Evanston will do all in their power to return home victorious. Obviously the better team will win, but we hope to be excused if we favor our own warriors. GALOSHES The first galoshes of the season Came tripping down our way, They look like apples on a splinter. And half a ton they weigh. All hail, thrice brave, bold creature, Who dares the day to woo With such a clopping, clinking, clumping Magnifullious shoe! --Wickie, C. W. C* * Chief Word Coiner Our Amazing History Mique--The overland trip to the West Coast is one unbroken chain of hardships--on board train for three days and three night with nothing to eat but food (quoting Ben King) and only one bath room and one barber, take him or shave yourself. Haggard and worn I arrived at a settlement on the Coast and hired a hack driver to cover the town. Upon learning I was from Chicago, on my first trip, the old fellow cheerfully volunteered to inform me of local history, saying: "This is the place where Senor Balboa--or was it Senor Ponce de Leon?--no it was Bal--we call him that--just Bal--Bal and party discovered the ocean, and Bal hollers out: 'Ah! Pacificos," mean- ing pacifist. It was a quiet summer day and the old Pacific ocean was fooling them, but the name stuck. He spied old Chief Seattle sitting way up on top of a fir log whittling out a little totem pole for his papoose, and Bal cups his hands and hollers up to him: 'Buen Manana. chief, parley voo Es- panol?' meaning 'howdy chief, you speak Spanish?' I'he chief said 'no.' Then this wily Furriner, tak- ing advantage of the chief not knowing Spanish, buys of him the very ground under the log he was sitting on and names the place Seattle, and puts up a gas station. I can show it to you out Bellingham road. Later the Japs and Hindus came over and took the place and held it until the World war. But when they refused to be neutrals, the American marines sailed the Isthmus of Pan- ama, occupied the town, civilized it, and still hold it" It is a wonderful city and I was glad to have its history first hand. It was Seattle and there is a gas station. --Hoyt King. Reverse English Learned educators recently attended a confer- ence on "parental education," held at Atlantic City, N. J. Which prompts the sweet young thing at the adjoining desk to wonder whether McManus of "Bringing Up Father" fame found a place on the program. Look Out, King Alphonse! Friend Hoyt, one of the most outspoken of anti- Bill Thompsonites, had best watch his paces on those Munchausenish travels along the West Coast, lest the illustrious "America First" advocate take serious exception to such astounding versions of American history. And A Lawyer for Each Inspector We haven't heard as yet just what is Hoyt's re- action to that newly exposed Sanitary District pay- roll. He will agree, however, that the vocation of "inspector" covers a multitude of cogs in our mys- tifying political machinery. Sounds Logical At second thought, Atlantic City would seem to be an appropriate locale in which to spread the gospel of parental education. --Mique.