No. 1 Children should wear costumes which are light in color, short enough to prevent tripping and non-flammable. For great visibility, the costume can be decorated with reflective tape or bands so that it "glows" in the beam of a car's headlights.
No. 2 Children should carry flashlights after dark. If a pumpkin is carried, it should be lit with a flashlight, not a candle.
No. 3 Encourage participation by young children only. Youngsters older than 13 years of age should be discouraged from taking part.
No. 4 Suggest that the "trick-or-treat" visits of children be confined to their own neighborhood.
No. 5 Parents or other responsible adults should accompany young children on their rounds.
No. 6 Admonish children to wait until they get home to taste their "treats," rather than to eat the goodies while they are making their rounds.
No. 7 Residents who wish to participate in the big night should leave their porch lights on. Likewise, parents should instruct children to call only upon lighted homes.
Other tips.
— Cross only at corners, never between parked cars, never diagonally across an intersection.
— Look in all directions before crossing streets.
— Watch for and obey all traffic lights.
— Walk, never run across the street.
— Use sidewalks, not the street, for walking.
— Wait on the curb, not in the street, until the street is clear to cross.
Those items are pedestrian rules of the National Safety Council and are reprinted from the Nebraska Legionnaire newspaper.
I'm not too sure whether you have much interest in this item about my church, but if you will bear with me for just a moment I want to tell you a story.
And, if you doubt anything I say, please ask Mrs. Bill Nixon. She's the most attentive person I know for sermons.
This is a story about a black man.
His name is Emmett Streeter and he's a dried up, skinny man with a booming voice. The Rev. Mr. Streeter is district superintendent of the Methodist church at Nebraska City.
He came down the other night to meet with the official board, go over the dry a[illegible] dull details of business and finance and perhaps to scold or another word, encourage, churchmen to work harder.
Pastor Streeter — Otoe people know what I'm talking about — has a way of getting his message across. In fact, he's in such demand as a speaker, that even the Methodist church in Nebraska City is having a hard time to get him for a Sunday morning service.
Well, anyway, to get back to the story at the board meeting:
The black preacher told the board that "if a white person was to look into this room and see all of you whites and me the only black, you'd be called nigger lovers."
The jaws of the board members dropped.
"And, if a black man should look into this room and see all you whites and me the only black, I'd be called an Uncle Tom."
"But, you know," the pastor said, with that booming voice that rattles the old stained windows, "I've just got a hunch that you 'nigger lovers' and 'Uncle Toms' like me are all going to go to heaven together."
(Pastor Streeter will be at the Methodist church in Julian Monday at 7:30 p.m.)
How many of the NCHS grads know the words to the school song, "Purple and Gold?"
Where did the music come from?
Would you believe it was The Orange and the Black, the song of Princeton college? The words and music are by Clarence B. Mitchell and Frances Shackelton.
We need a little help on who wrote the words for the NCHS song.
Thanks to Mrs. Howard McCord for the loan of the song book by Ginn and Company and copyrighted in 1895.
Here are the NCHS verses:
THE PURPLE AND THE GOLD.
There are schools that love the crimson While others favor blue; There are those who shout for orange Or to white are ever true. But Nebraska City High School Will surely always hold There are no other colors Like the Purple and the Gold.
Through the four long years of high school 'Midst scenes we love so well As the mystic charms of knowledge We vainly seek to spell Or we win athletic victories Through our teams so brave and bold Still we work for the high school's honor And the Purple and the Gold.
When the cares of life o'er take us Mingling fast our locks with gray, Should our dearest hopes betray us, False fortune fall away, We will banish care and sadness Nor forget as we grow old, To recall those days of gladness 'Neath the Purple and the Gold.