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HEADQUARTERS
Holey J. Berloin, Gen. Mgr. P.O. Box HH, Arcqto, Colif.
-TEAMED TO SERVE THE DEALERS NEEDS
SPECTALISTS l1{
REDWOOD
K/D or Green Lumber, Plywood, Split Products, Shingles and Shakes.
DOUGIAS FIR
K/D or Green Lumber, S.pecial Cuttings and Speciality Plywood.
Insutating Products
Ceiling, Roof Deck and Sheathing.
DISTRIBUTI(lN AilD SERVICE CEl{TERS
ARCATA 7071822-0371
Stan Eisner
Roger Oilar
Frank Stanger
George Thompson
GARDEN A 213132r-9202
Perley Fisher, Mgr.
Stan Cochran
Lynn Layton
Ray McKendrick
SANTA CLARA 4081 296-0407
Leonard Viale, Mer.
Ed Blunt
Bob Raymer
Brightwood owners are constantly inspecting all phases of log conversion, finishing and loading to maximize operating efficiency and maintain quality controls and reliable scheduling ofall shipments. Their combined 114 years of experience in the business is another service you receive benefit of when you deal with Simpson Wholesale Company. ooMy son came back from a business trip," said the old gentle' man, "saying he had pledged our credit for $750,@0 to be spent in advertising during 12 months. Our entire assets didn't amount to that much. I told Buck so; he merely smiled. For three nights I didn't close my eyes in slumber worrying about what I regarded as certain ruin. Buck slept peacefully. But when the advertising began, orders came so fast we had to increase production. At the end of 12 months every cent of the advertising was paid for and our assets were several millions." *
IEEffiAMES BUCHANAN DUKE, the tobacco king, died worth llffi$iffil $90 million. But it wasn't tobacco primarily that did it. l[KWl Advertising should take the credit. His father, Washingto"-lu[", conducted a tobacco enterprise, his son as partner; business was then none to good.
A son of Alabama's back country was busily engaged in a cootie hunt-when asked by a sergeant what he was doing, he replied:
"I'm hunting for them orithmetic bugs."
"What do you mean, arithmetic bugs? Why do you call them arithmetic bugs?"
"Because they add to my misery, they subtract from my pleasure, they divide my attention and they multiply like hell."
BY JACK DIONNE
1882-1966 l'he old cracker dropped his flask on the sidewalk Christmas morning and was heard to remark, "Dah now! Christmas come an' gone." -.r -F *

"I think she works for a printing company."
"Sort of bold face type,".eh?"-. *.
"How does your old woman like the washing machine you gave her for Christmas?"
"Not very well. Every time she trie-s to get in it' the paddles knock her black and blue," * *
'oW'hat happens to little boys who swear whelr thel- play marbles?"
"They grow up and play*golf."* .r
"Doctor," murmured the patient, "what are my chant'es {or recovery ?"
"Not bad," replied the doctor, indulgently, "but ifI were you. I wouldn't start reading an,v long no\,els."
"How do 1ou play troot"t ,.u- ".,-lr".oondence school?"
"I send them an empty envelope."
