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.
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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
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^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
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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)
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