At the regular meeting of the town council the monthly report of the police department was received, read and ordered filed. The chief of police for the past month reports as follows, the number of items as registered on the blotter: assaults, 2; vagrancy, 2; insane, 1; breaking and entering, 1; disturbances suppressed, 14; shops discovered unlocked, 5; locked up for safe keeping, 2; cases investigated, 9; obstructions reported on the street, 4; cases prosecuted, assault, 2; theft, 1.
Blame the system, not the girl
It is the system, not the operator. Don’t blame the girl if she asks you, “What exchange please.” We take lots of things for granted. Just at present one of these is that we think that of course the telephone operator knows what exchange we desire, if in the rush and pressure of the day’s work we grab down the receiver and to her pleasant tooned “Central,” answer 57, expecting her to know of course that it is Warren 57. No the fault is not with the young Miss who sits there, her ear clamped to a round box, and is ever patient, never cross; ever pleasant, never pert or saucy. She has been told what to say by those over her. Forgetfulness on her part, means a reprimand; repeated infraction, may mean dismissal.
Wanted: One robust Spanker
Is there any robust person in town who wants a job? If so we can locate him providing the position is not already filled before his qualifications are made known. The way of it is this, the city of Appleton, Wis., is looking for a spanker. Spanker is to be the official title, a new one in municipal politics. His duties are defined. “He is to spank refractory youngsters, whose parents cannot manage them.” Judging by the actions of some youngsters on our streets, it might not be a bad scheme if this town created such an office and hired some suitable person to fill it. How about it boys? or girls? Look out for your P’s and Q’S, AS THE old folk used to say, or something may happen.
A brief note:
Low tides. Clam diggers are having a picnic.
Warren’s chief complaint as one hears it about various assembling places is – “They didn’t use to need it.” The past generations didn’t bother with such things. “If our fathers had no need of it, why should we?” And they say it about everything from milk to schools; from good roads to lights. Wake up! He is no man at all who does not realize that he is living in a new day. If there is anything that is senseless and illogical, it is this cry of, “if it was good enough for oru fathers, it is good enough for us.” To be logical in all things, let us abolish our electric stop motion looms and frames and get back to the old spinning wheel and hand loom. Hark back to the age of flint and steel and tallow candle and abandon electricity. “Consistency, thou are a jewel.” Nothing but the best and all of that should be the shibboleth of every movement that makes for the uplift of home, school, village. The inspiring paen that should go with us into any fight for better and higher living, for clean hands and clean hearts, should be like the “Marseillais” of the French Revolution, “Ye sons awake to glory.” The glory of greater knowledge, usefulness, brotherhood.
During the severe wind storm which swept over the town last week end, the watch boat belonging to the Sealship Oyster Co. and used by the watchman of that concern on the oyster ground, was sunk at its mooring south of Rumstick Point. No one was aboard the craft at the time. Mr. Hull, the watchman, being on shore. The high waves swept over and over, until at length the water filled it and it went to bottom. It is lucky that one of the steamers of the company took Mr. Hull off before the gail reached its height. Tuesday the boat was raised and brought to the dock of the concern and the water pumped out. Originally the boat was a sloop, but it has been dismantled and dismasted and served the purpose well. It will be repaired and strengthened, and when in order will be towed back to serve again the purposes of the watchman.