My grandfather and his first business partner published this little magazine "Writ, Printed, Done Up and Mailed by Arch Bernard and Bill Fish in the Wilds of Potter County."
It made its bow in January 1919 and as far as I can tell, lasted until early 1922.
From October 1921: Excerpts from 'A Sermon on Humbuggery.'
"I have a great respect for true religion; but for the brand of holiness that's put on with the Sunday shirt and laundered collar – that makes a man cry amen with unction, but doesn't prevent him selling five and ten cent cigars out of the same box, oleomargarine and creamery butter out of the same tub, benzine and bourbon whiskey from the same barrel; which makes long prayers on Sunday and short weights on Monday...
Too many people presume that they are full of the grace of God when they are only bilious...They put up long prayers on Sunday and they bombozzle a green gosling out of his birthright on Monday. They are doublefaced, they have one face to confront the Lord and another with which to beguile their brethren; one who worries over the welfare of good looking young women, but gives the old dames the go-bys."
Each issue features pages of 'Hammer Gloom Chasers."
• There are some worse things in the world than the man who thinks he knows it all, and one of them is the man who seems to be proud of the fact that he doesn't know much of anything.
• The chap who said truth is stranger than fiction died before fiction reached its present state of development.
• If women could make up their minds as easily as they can their faces they'd be the fastest thinkers in the world.
• If men paid more attention to the home brood, and less to the home brewed, times would not be so bad for a lot of families.
And I leave you with this:
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