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nngMNHHH! THE NEWBERRY SUN FRIDAY, DECEMBER 31, 1948 sSttn 1218 College Street NEWBERRY, S. C. O. F. Armfield Editor and Publisher PUBLISHED EVERY FRIDAY Entered as second-class matter December 6, 1937, at the Postoffice at Newberry, South Carolina, under the Act of Congress of March 3, 1879. SUBSCRIPTION RjyTES : i n S. C., ?1.50 per year in advance outside S. C., $2.00 per year in advance. COMMENTS ON MEN AND THINGS BY SPECTATOR ii.. .and of no Santa Claus. I probably have told you of the tw 0 little Indian children of the Andean town of Caja- marca—Guillermo and Zoraida. They never had heard of old Santa, strange, too, for “Santa” is Spanish, as the Spanish re fer to the Pope as El Santa Papa, the Holy Father. These black-eyed little chil dren were not of the same mind about old Saint Nick. Zo raida, the little girl, was full of faith, and listened enchant ed to my stories of Santa and his visits through the chim neys; Guillermo, with the stern practicality of a little boy, heard me with much salt, for the houses had no chimneys. Zoraida was all eagerness for me to write to Kris Kringle in her behalf. Guillermo held back. “How can Santa come in when all the doors and win dows are barred?” he asked. And “Bill,” as I called him, had a good point there, for the doors and shutters down there are closed to keep out thieves and robbers, and others who might use force. If no robber could enter, how could the reindeer come in? Bill hadn’t learned that we walk by faith and not by sight. Doggedly Bill persisted in his unbelief, even while little Zoraida flitted about telling me what to write the jolly toy man from the deep Northern snows. Bill was not a doubter, but a rank disbeliever, fortified and buttressed by the plain fact that no man could enter with out an entrance. But even Bill’s skepticism fell before the dread of Zoraida’s receiv ing bounty and Bill^just look ing on, with empty hands and desolate spirit. So, about two days before Christmas Guiller mo decided that he was a Tru- I manite all the time, so as to qualify for a job; Bill begged me to write to Santa for him and to tell old Nick that he lived in the same house where in Zoraida lived. I’ve thought that Bill’s con versation was about as unsure as that of th e man I heard of in the mountains. He didn’t believe in God, he said, nor in the Church, of course. He raved and ranted against re ligion. But when he thought he was about to die he begged for some minister of the Church. He pleaded for the Communion, the sacrament of course in token of the Last Supper. Almost miraculously, or perhaps quite so, he recov ered. He again condemned the church. Then one of his chums asked “Why did you take Communion, since you despise the church and all its ministry?” “O, por si acaso,” he said, meaning “O, just in case.” Just as his profession had no validity, so Bill’s letter was “Por si acaso.” About that Christmas pie: The Government had trans ferred my headquarters from the high city of Andes to the old town of Lambayeque, about six mile from the Pacific by air, but quite a little way by rail. The weather was warm al though in early December, for below the Equator their sum mer time is our winter. There were no carols, no lights, no Christmas music, no toyg, no tinsel, no suggestion of the Day of Bethlehem when Em manuel should come; and the wondrous story of John 3:16— that simple, sweet account that God so loved the world that He gave His only Son. But I ' ad Christmas in mind, just me same. I was the only Am erican in this town, as I had been in Cajamarca. In Lam bayeque were no British either, nor Europeans. I wanted a mince pie for Christmas; my effort to make a fruit cake had been very sad. The cake was sadder than the effort. I could find very little for a fruit cake except rum and all other kinds of liquors. Being a “dry” I had to have a dry cake. I remembered what a delightful friend of Charleston said to me, twitting me about being a long-faced “dry.” He said “You drys are hypocrites, at least inconsis tent, and I’ll prove it by you. Now what do you put on fruit cake to make it just right?” Well, I’m not an innocent; nor was I born yesterday,nor even the week before. I knew, of course what he meant, but to tease him I pretended quite a profound ignorance and an swered: “In our home we pour a cola over the cake and that makes it just right.” My friend fairly exploded and said “What a heathen you are.” Well, now, as to the pie: Where could I find the mince meat? In the United States, you know we have everything, as some American remarked in the presence of a Scotch lassie. Her retort was full of heavy rebuke; “For conceit give me a Yankee.” Well, what about the mincemeat? I knew that no such article had ever been heard of in Lambayeque; but what about Chiclayo, the neigh boring city, one of the com mercial centers of Peru. One day I spied a crock of Engl ‘sh mince meat. I did not ask the age of anything else em barrassing. I seized, took and carried it away, as the law yers say—though ' for a cash equivalent. Now what to do with it was a question, in a region where no pie had ever been. I tried to e x P lain t0 Mr - Santolalla. He and I together tried to explain to the Senora Garcia,* the baking specialist of Lambayeque. But Santolalla had never seen a pie. How ever, he backed me up loyally and bravely as I stumble in by best “kitchen Spanish.” But is was “no go,” as they say. How could you explain a pie in a community whose butchers take a noble hind quarter of beef and cut strips up and down? No steaks—no strips. I was sunk, almost without a trace. My name was mud, or my bread was dough; or what ever you please. Or you might say I was sore and help less, or so helpless. If you ever feel the urge to express great ideas and find yourself sput tering in a foreign ’ language— well, I had a great idea; I wanted a mince pie. I surrendered in spirit, re solved to make a , sandwich of mince meat and dream of a pie! But you never can tell what a day may bring forth. While I was feeling the lone liness of a pie-less Christmas, knowing that all my piety or piousness would have to be strictly spiritual, the mail boat came to the near by port of Eten and in the bage were American magazines, one with a page advertisement of mince meat, showing a noble pie with a slab cut out. We carried it to the Senora Garcia; and she made a delicious pie, worthy of any artist. Half Price ^Sale! 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These little contributions of mine take up some of Dr. Tay lor’s time, for he tells me that he reads them. Recently that great organi zation of the -New York lead ers of American industry, com merce and finance had General Dwight, Eisenhower as the guest of honor. In introducing General Eisenhower, Winthrop W. Aldrich, Chairman of the great Chase National Bank, was trying to determine the General’s place in history. Mr. Aldrich quoted from two illus trious sons of America, both great Virginians also, George Washington and Robert E. Lee. Mr. Aldrich quoted from the Farewell address of Washing ton in 1796, which I here re peat: “Friends and Fellow-Citizens: The period for a new election of a citizen to administer the executive government of the United States, being not far distant, and the time actually arrived when your thoughts must be employed in designat-- ing the person who is to be clothed with that important trust, it appears to me proper, especially as it may conduce to a more distant expression of the public voice, that I should apprize you of the reso lution I have formed, to de cline being considered among the number of those out of whom the choice is to be made. Promote, then, as an object of primary importance, institutions for the general diffusion of knowledge. In proportion as the structure of a government gives force to public opinion, it is essential that public opin ion should be enlightened.” Mr. Aldrich next quoted from General Lee’s remarks upon ac cepting the presidency of Washington College, now Wash ington and Lee University: “I think it is the duty of every citizen in the present condition of the country, to do all in his power to aid in the restoration of peace and har mony.” Mr. Aldrich in a speech of real eloquence and discernment s&id in closing: “I am convinced that to as sociate President Eisenhower with those great leaders— Washington and Lee—is no de gree of exaggeration of his services and character, and that when the final record in war and peace has been written, his place in the history of our country will be found to be no less high than theirs.” It will be seen that this gen tleman of the North, a son of Rhode Island, I think, a man of great affairs, found in Wash ington and Lee, the two fig ures of character and reknown with whom he would compare General Eisenhower in order to set the General on the high est pinnacle of military service of those later devoted to the pursuits of peace. Mr. Aldrich must be a man deeply read in our history to think of those three, Washing ton, Lee and Eisenhower. That is certainly high praise for General “Ike.” Like Washing ton, General Eisenhower ex cels as an administrator and a great apostle of conmmon- sense; he does not rise to the splendor of Lee’s military gen ius, but impresses us as a man of sound character. The world has forgotten the incidents of our great wars, but it enshrines in loving memory the grandeur of character of George Wash ington and Robert E. Lee. So is Mr. Aldrich thinking of Gen eral Eisenhower, when the tu mult and the shouting dies, when the Captains and the Kings depart. When the mists melt before the sun the tower ing figures of Washington and Lee stand in heroic stature. Truly great company for Gen eral Eisenhower. If not a commanding strategist and tac tician, he emerges as a man whom the pomp of power did not beguile; who kept his head and lost not the common touch nor the stern sense of reality, in a world of illusion and blind groping. President Truman shows a remarkable lack of concern for the truth when he renews the recommendation that the Con gressional Committee leave the Communist probe to the De partment of Justice. Of course the Department of Justice should have acted long ago; thdse matters have been cry ing, for attention since 1938— ten years and more. In all the time of Congressman Dies the Roosevelts used every ef fort to belittle the investiga tions into the Red spies hold ing office under the Roosevelts. Late it is to tell us that secret Government' documents were stolen and sold or given to Russia, Germany and Japan. It is the solemn truth that we do not trust the Administration. No one would believe that the President would fail to do his duty, but in Washington, X must protect Y because Y is the son or the son-in-law of Q; or because Y is the right- hand man of Senator S, or the son of the friend of Congress man B So great is the tangle, the intermingling of influences the political tie-up, that no one seems to be able to act. Wle who hold n(i. jobs and seek no political pap think the time is ripe for a drastic lot of house-cleaning in Washington. HENRY O. WOOTEN Henry Ogcar Wooten, 68, died Sunday morning at the home of his daughter^ Mrs. Francis Stafford, in Long Lane section of the county. He was the son of the late Pink and Cornelia Brice Wooten. Funeral services were held Tuesday morning at 11 o’clock from the residence of T. M. Brooks in the Long Lane sec tion with the Rev. Paul Sher rill conducting. Interment fol lowed in the Mount Lebanon church cemetery near Greer. He is survived by the fol lowing children, Herbert Woot en of Spartanburg, Mrs. Lillian Kunkle of Washington, ,D. C., Mrs. Ben Fisher of Morganton, N. C., Lester Wooten of Ches ter, David Wooten qf Inman, Ernest and Troy Wooten, both of Maryland, Mrs. Francis Stif- ford of Newberry, Mrs. R. P. McGill of Gray Court, Mrs. Troy Suddeth of Inman; three brothers, Preston and Frank Wlooten of Greer and Arthur Wooten of Jackson; 39 grand children and six great-grand children. Proper Treatment Will Halt Termites Tests Show Need for Protecting All Lumber A visit to tropical Barro Colorado island in the Panalna canal zone 21 years after a termite test building was erected to test effectiveness of coal-tar creosote and zinc chloride in protection of wood against ter- Panama test house. This photo shows that_t[eated wood had not been attacked by termites. mites has shown that despite this “termite heaven,” inhabited by some 45 different kinds, termites can be defeated by proper wood treatment This will be good news to farmers and home owners who see their wood foundations, walls and floors fall away before the onslaughts of th^wood destroying "disease.” After 21 years the impregnated wood was sound, but a cot of un treated wood left in the house was riddled by termites. This would seem to indicate that in building a house or farm building, all lumber, including the shingles, should be treated as well as the fence posts. It was found that when the termites found no edibl^. wood, that is untreated wood, that they soon moved to new territory. Tests have shown that soil-poison ing, although beneficial, is less per manent and should be resorted to only where structural control meth ods are impractical, or in addition to them. Wise Farmers Many Newberry farmers have already brought their meat here for curing. * The wise farmer is not taking any chance with his valuable meat. We can cure your meat either of two ways: Salt cured or Sugar cured. The small curing charge is: Plain Salt cured, pound 3c Sugar cured, pound 4c There is no great bother to curing your meat here. Phone 155 and we will explain the whole deal to you. The Warm Weather Continues BRING VOUR MEAT TODAY P. S. —Don’t Forget the COAL! FARMER’S ; & Fuel Co. 155 Haskell A. Deaton’s All Star AIR CIRCUS Newberry Airport This Sunday Jan. 2,1949 at 2:30 P.M. ACTS SEE—Airplane land on Automobile SEE—Parachute Jump SEE—Airplane pick up man from auto mobile with rope ladder SEE—Special built stunt plane in action with nationally known stunt pilots SEE—12 Thrilling Acts All parking on Airport You may sit in your car and see this show. ADMISSION $1.00; CHILDREN FREE Haskell A. Deaton’s All Star Air Circus