Ain’t what you hear but what you know
Not long ago there appeared an article in a daily paper about a man soaking his arm in kerosene after being twice bitten by a poisonous snake. The man had no ill effects.
Along comes W.M. Hinds, columnist for the Birmingham News, saying, “Any doctor will tell you kerosene has no curative powers.” It seems a mystery to Mr. Hinds why the man didn’t keel over. Now I won’t go into a long argument with Mr. Hinds over the case of the snake-bitten man. Whether the kerosene did any good, I don’t know. Many have been bitten by snakes without even getting sick, so I understand. But I do know from experience kerosene is mighty good for cuts and bruises and sores, even though a flock of doctors a mile high might say, “kerosene has no curative powers.”
As a boy – and sometimes as a man, too (if I can be so bold as to call myself a man) – I’ve had my feet and hands cut every which a way, and if my using kerosene didn’t do any good, or “have no curative powers,” then my mama owes me a few spankings for wasting her cooking oil. However, I’ll admit a medicine cabinet jammed full of salves, ointments, or what have you, would have been just as good as kerosene, if we could have afforded it. I may be old fashioned, but I’ll stick to kerosene, thank ye.
Things of interest
Various and sundry items have found their way into the Democrat office during the past few days, chief among which is the huge kudzu root contributed by J.W. Pitts of Route 3, Oneonta. Mr. Pitts finds it is becoming quite difficult to plow in his fields because of such heavy growth.
A very large beetle, with hooked bill and gray spotted back, was imprisoned in a half-pint glass jar by Frank Phillips and left in our window for observation. He found it in the yard at the home of his daughter, Mrs. Ostell Hoagland, in Allgood. The beetle measured three inches in length and was one and a half inches wide. It had wings and six legs.
Several “first” cotton blooms have made their appearance – the very first being found Wednesday of last week by W.K. Claburn, Route 3, Blountsville, who gets a year’s subscription to the Democrat as a reward.