OKLAHOMA CITY -- From Roscoe E. Dickson to the Chamber of Commerce came the following suggestion for putting Oklahoma City's civic pride on a concrete basis:

Every day, at an unannounced time, all fire sirens would start screaming simultaneously. Every citizen would stop whatever he might be doing, turn to the nearest person, vigorously shake his hand and say enthusiastically, "We're living in the finest city in the United States!"

The chamber took it under advisement.

KEPT HER FINGERS CROSSED, SAYS HER MARRIAGE IS VOID
UNIONTOWN, FEB. 25 -- Because she kept her fingers crossed during her marriage ceremony, Mrs. Mary Frances Wilson of Connellsville, told her husband that she had a right to break her marriage vows, according to testimony given by Davis Wilson, a P. and L.E. railroad conductor, who formerly resided at Newell, but who now lives at Uniontown. The husband, who was granted a divorce, said that when he objected to his wife's conduct she gave him the "crossed finger" alibi. Wilson declared that his wife's goodbye each morning when he left home for work was to hope that he would be ground to pieces before the day's work ended. The husband declared that he became so worried over his wife's actions that he cut his own throat and for a time lingered between life and death. He recovered weeks later and since that time he and his wife were estranged.
Indiana Evening Gazette - Feb 25, 1930

One day Little Audrey and her mother were driving along when all of a sudden the car door flew open and Little Audrey's mother fell out. Little Audrey just laughed and laughed, 'cause she knew all the time that her mother had on her light fall suit.

Little Audrey and her grandma were standing on their front porch watching the men pave their street. There was a cement mixer, a steam roller, and all kinds of things to watch. All of a sudden grandma saw a quarter out there right in the middle of the street. She dashed right out to get it, but just as she picked it up along came that old steam roller and rolled her out flatter than a sheet of theme paper. Little Audrey just laughed and laughed, 'cause she knew all the time it was only a dime.

Little Audrey was playing with matches. Mama said, "Ummm, you better not do that." But Little Audrey was awful hard-headed; she kept right on playing with matches, and after a while she set the house on fire, and it burned right down to the ground. Mama and Little Audrey were looking at the ashes, and mama said, "Uh huh, I told you so! Now, young lady, just wait until your papa comes home. You certainly will catch it!" Little Audrey just laughed and laughed. She knew all the time that papa had come home an hour early and had gone to bed to take a nap.

Little Audrey was standing on the corner just a-crying and a-crying, when along comes a cop, who said, "Little Audrey, why are you crying?" And Little Audrey said, "Oh, I've lost my papa!" The cop said, "Why Little Audrey, I wouldn't cry about that. There's your papa right across the street leaning against that bank building." Little Audrey was overjoyed; without even looking at the traffic she started across the street. Along came a big two-ton truck that ran over Little Audrey and killed her dead. The cop just laughed and laughed. He knew all the time that that was not Little Audrey's papa leaning against the bank building.