THE FRONTIER_O’Neill, Nebr. CARROLL W. STEWART, Editor and Publisher Entered the postoffice at O’Neill, Holt county, Nebraska, M second-class mail matter under the Act of Congress of March t, 1879. This newspaper is a member of the Nebraska Press Association, National Editorial Association and the Audit Bureau of Circulations. Established in 1880—Published Each Thursday Terms of Subscription: In Nebraska, $2.50 per year; else where in the United States, $3 per year; abroad, rates provided oo request. All subscriptions are strictly paid-in-advance. Future Looks Bright In these balmy, beautiful days of early June, the future looks bright to The Frontier as it scans the horizon. Spring and early Summer are a joyful, cheerful season of the year. That is true almost everywhere and it is particulary true in Nebraska and the Midwest. People who have traveled recently speak enthusiastically of Midwestern scenery. They say that words are simply inadequate to describe the picture at this time of year when the hills and trees are vividly green and horses and cat tle are wading knee deep in luxurient pasture. Thrifty looking farms and ranches and farmers working in the fields add pictures queness to the view. June has been ushered onto the stage, accompanied by twit tering birds and fragrant flowers. It is a happy, cheerful, lively, hopeful season with the farm er plowing in the field, the housewife busy at her various duties and the business firms of our towns and cities rushed with or ders. It is one of the greatest seasons of the year when the un ending miracle of life begins all over again and town and coun try alike thrill with the freshness and grandeur of it all. It is a season of the year when it is a delight and a privilege just to be alive. As for the agricultural season itself, it may be briefly describ ed as somewhat late. A long, cold Winter, accompanied by un precedented snowfall, which continued far into the Spring, has ilowed up all farm activities and people who have observed con ditions in Nebraska and the Midwest recently have commented on the lateness of the season. This of itself is nothing to be alarmed about, however, for it should be remembered that the lateness of the season is compen sated for by the abundant supply of moisture in the soil. Experts point out that, on account of the heavy snows of the past Winter starting so early, the ground did not have time to freeze to the us ual depth and, consequently, when the snow melted, the water seeped gradually into the soil. For that reason, the soil is full of moisture at the present time, which will provide a reserve during the hot, dry days of late Summer. Another important benefit resulting from this condition is that the gradual melting of the snow prevented the disastrous floods which would ordinarily have followed in the wake of such a Winter as that of 1948-’49. It is probable, then, that the handicap due to the lateness of the farm season will be gradually overcome. One more fact of an encouraging nature which might be men tioned at this date is that this year there will be no national elec tion to distract the attention and, possibly, create dissension among the people of the United States and Nebraska. For these and many other reason, The Frontier scans the fu ture with hope and confidence. ★ ★ ★ More Money for Roads 'Guett Editorial from Creighton News) Nebraskans soon will be paying an additional penny for ev ery gallon of gasoline purchased as the result of the new bill pas sed by the legislature. When the time rolls around to buy license plates for 1950 another increase will be noted. But the majority of Nebraskans, especially car owners, will be willing to pay the increase in return for better roads. Lack of good roads is one of Nebraska's greatest handicaps. The revamping of the state highway department also is sup posed to improve its efficiency. People should bear in mind that the tax boost will not bring improved roads overnight. In fact the job cannot be done in one, two or three years. It will take several years for the state to catch up with its neighbors—that is the penalty for being so “sav ing” in years past. However, state officials should bear in mind that the im provement program must be well scattered. Any attempt to con centrate the funds into any special section, will bring forth a great howl of disapproval—and justly so. ★ ★ ★ O’Neill citizens are united on all sound propositions of civic improvement. ★ ★ ★ Read The Frontier’s advs and save money. Frankenstein ( mi; if where ) ^YQU CET OPf^i (Oft YEAH?, Prairieland Talk — Some O’Neill Sidewalks a Travesty and Should Be Pried Up and Relegated to Dump B7 ROMAINE SAUNDERS We go to the cemeteries once a year to place a wreath upon the graves of the dead. It is a spontaneo u s response to inner e m o tions that bring to us anew life’s cheri shed memor i e s . The flowers fade, the simple trib utes wither, friends, the loved and lost sleep on Romaine in death’s un Saunders disturbed rest but there has been brought to the living a bit of tenderness that for the mom ent shuts away harsher feelings and lifts us into the realm of the saints. * # ♦ Maybe it's one thing at a time. Roads and highways are to the front while the forgot ten citizens are those who get about the streets on their legs, and there are a few such citi zens left. Some of the side walks in O'Neill are a travesty and should be pried up and relegated to the trash heaps, replaced with concrete on top of the ground instead of being laid in a trench. The foot- ! paths and cow trails were at all times safe for the pedes trian while broken walks and those sunk in mire are pitfalls. Governor Peterson’s veto of the bill which provides a cash reward of $15,000 for an oil well in any or all of the coun ties was brought to naught by the legislature overriding the veto. As this prairieland product views it the governor was right. The state should not go into the business of hanging up prem ium purses to be shot at. Suf ficient reward for the boring for oil is the tapping of a pool and just wherein the owner of a pool of petroleum is a public bene factor, any more than the own er of a potato patch, has never been demonstrated. • t t There is being introduced in the dust bowl region a grass known as Russian crested wheat in an experiment to restore the bare places to their original use fulness as range land. Some thing good comes out of Russia. The Nebraska sandhills region has a way of renewing the worked out grass spots if given a chance. Maybe the blue stem, bunch and buffalo grass could hold their own with any foreign intruder. * * • Showers have fallen. Early season worries were blown out by a crash of thunder. That is, for the North half of the county. Pretty wet yet, they say, oyer on the other side. Something like two and a half inches wet down the grain fields. And fields and grasslands spread out across the landscape to distant horiz ons in gay green adornment, rich foliage covers the selter belts, the lordly cotton woods and elms hang heavy with early Summer plumage. The country side, the shady lances of the city, were never more beauti ful. • • • Sunbeams have touched the land with warmth and light an other day, imparted a glow to velvet foliage trembling in high tree top and played their lights and shades among the meadow bells. At evening shadows lengthen while the orb of day hangs for a moment above the prairie’s Western rim, then sinks from view. Awhile the gold of sunset lingers but night is sure to follow. “Thus pleasures fade away; Youth, beauty, talents thus decay”— Leave us old, forlorn and gray. • « • “Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it." And that kid never had to ( be jerked into juvenile court. * * • A dozen young folks formerly I composed the high school grad uating class. The smallest Ne braska hamlet graduated larger classes in 1949 and in some of the larger towns more than 100 received diplomas. Colleges and universities too have graduated large classes this year. Formal education has its place as a EDITOR O'HAN LON FINDS . . . O'Neill No Longer Exclusively Irish (Editor Reed O’Hanlon, of the Blair-Pilot Tribune, and Mrs. ■ O’Hanlon spent the May 21-22 weekend in O’Neill as guests of The Frontier. One of Nebraska’s best-known editors, O’Han lon is particularly noted for his steady flow of dry humor that is characteristic of his speech as well as his typewriter. His re port of the excursion, published in the May 26 issue of The Pil ot-Tribune, is reproduced here): By Reed O'Hanlon You will be glad to know, dear readers, that we have re turned safely from a safari which took us into the farthest West reaches of an adventure studded career. Having caught pike in On tario, chased baseballs in Illi* nois, shot at Germans with a j piece of carbon paper in our Heidelberg dugout, warbled the Maine “Stein Song" in Ma ryland, and spat into the Gulf of Mexico despite the chance of international strain, we may have been regarded by some as well-traveled. The odd thinq of it all was that we had never been farther WEST than the Fre mont sandpits, except for a one-day run to Grand Island back in 1940 to deliver a package of printing. Saturday our knowledge of the Old West was increased by leaps and bounds as we sped Northwest into hostile Indian territory, ignoring the possible warwhoops of enemy Sioux or jealous white settlers, to carrv an advertising mat to O’Neill outpost, some 180 miles dis tant. Our wife accompanied us armed with slingshots and poi soned darts. Perhaps it was the 2.47-inch rain whirh pelted the vicinity as we poled patiently West ward. Anyway, none of the valiant Sioux attacked our car; in fact, we do not recall seeing a single Indian all the way out, nor did a buffalo roam or a deer or an antelope play. Instead, just as we iigured by our deerskin map that we were entering the Old West, we began to encounter more Coca Cola signs than ever, airports, night clubs and oth er signs that the white man had taken over. At Neligh, where we stopped for hardtack, more arrows and a supply of beads for Indian dickers, we ran into Emil i Reutzel, jr., editor of the area's ! zippiest newspaper, The News; i also we found our old Blair l schoolmate and friend. Roy D i Christensen, who runs a fine lumberyard even while we had i imagined him slain by the red ! skins. These characters and ; their wives united into a min iature Neligh Chamber of j Commerce to form the onlv i opposition to our continuing ! the danger-fraught trip, but we (disposed of these loyal Ne i lights (Nelighans; Ne'lighites?) in quick order by commanding them to follow on in to O’Neill later, after we had cleared the way. At O'Neill, where we arrived without incident, our first ex perience was to eat at the Tom Tom cafe, where we fully ex pected maize and pulled bob cat on the menu. But instead we got fine chicken steak, sur rotmded by flourescent light and a jukebox which played; “A Good Man Nowadays Is Hard to Find.” Later, we at last delivered i the precious six cents worth of | mats to our destination—stal ; wart Cal Stewart, of the stal wart O’Neill Frontier. • Having arrived at The Frontier, we had to readjust quickly to the sight of a modern newspaper plant, equipped with such luxuries as a broadcasting studio and lovely Society Editor Mar garet Hickey (who stood as proof that O'Neill boys ap parently don't date girls in the afternoons). In due time we became ac quainted with other members of The Frontier staff — guys like Dud Stone, a printer who can toss a sale bill together in 15 minutes while talking about something else, and his aides Larry Bourne and Leonard Ba zelman And a few others: Ro maine Saunders, who remem bers the pioneers and still writes about them: John ’ Carville, who takes the paper’s photos; and the expandin Frontier’s newest addition, hustling young Chuck Apgar. —And not to focgei, of course, that delightfully New Jersey Irish Mrs. Siewarf, whose smile would chase the blues off the face of the world's champion pessimist. But to be brief, let us sum marize what we liked about O’Neill, once we got it through our head that Old Days are gone forever, even in the Great West: (1) The Frontier, destined for even greater journalistic accomplishments in a hurry. (2> ‘Slat,’ the singing gent who holds forth as boss of Slat’s cafe, (3) Homer (‘‘Moon’ ) Mullen, the erstwhile Blairite whom we missed by the barest of margins, and (4) the town in general even though it needs some more paved streets on such rainy days. And what we didn’t like: (1) The discovery that O’Neill alas, is no longer* populated ex clusively by Irish, bless them. (2) The fact that it has only two newspapers, a sad com mentary on an otherwise mod ern town, (3) The way the Tom Tom cafe spelled “toma t.oe and “potatoe” on its men us when it could have had The Frontier print them and thus spell em right, and (4) The absence of a floor lamp in our room at the good old Golden hotel when we finally did get minutes to sit down and < read i background for life’s larger school of experience, and in view of the present trend we are destined to become an educated people on prairieland. 9 9 9 The St. Petersburg (Fla.) Daily Post says it gives away abso lutely free the whole edition any day the sun does not smile up on the city and for a period of over 38 years there has been an average of four and a half days a year sunbeams failed to peep through the mists. Maybe, to cool them off last January, the Post ran a picture of the two Burlington locomotives buried in snow East of O’Neill and oth er pictures of snowbound Ne i "" —■ ■■ braska. The Big Snow will be talked about for some time to come, though Summer skies and sunshine have again returned to this fair land. • • • A Wisconsin cheese company paid a seven-year-old girl a re ward for the return of $53,000 she had found that a company representative dropped on his way to a bank. The reward— S5. Honesty is its own reward, but maybe those cheesemakers could have supplemented the five with an ice cream cone for the return of a fortune. • • • Tom Nolan on a trip to Bur well paused at Swan Lake to view the picture o’er of one of the Southwest’s beauty spots. He reports the lake, all but dry a few years back, now at high tide, a charming inland sea. There was a goodly lineup of fish poles held out over the wa ter by men and kids. Mr. Nolan was impressed with the fine ap pearance of the country in that i section of the county. • • • A speed record is said to have been made in demonstrating electric razors in which one en try shaved himself in 2:20. A Wade & Butcher straight edge takes them off in 1:40. (Continued on page 7) ©IINCIL BEN FRANKLIN SAID: “A penny saved is a penny earned” . .. Bet If Ben were alive today he’d trade at COUNCIL. OAK. 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