The Clinton chronicle. (Clinton, S.C.) 1901-current, November 12, 1970, Image 14
DR. WHITTEN CAST A TALL SHADOW
Another Campus Crisis
2-C—THE CHRONICLE, Clinton, S. C., Nov. 12, 1970
Some men cast their shadow be
yond their immediate community. Dr.
Benjamin 0. Whitten was such a man.
He was a Clintonian and yet he wasn’t
excusively ours. The impact of this
man’s life, knowledge, experience and
dedication extended beyond Clinton,
beyond South Carolina, beyond the
United States.
In 1920, he started Whitten Village
Training School for the mentally re
retarded of South Carolina. As is
reported in our Tricentennial edition,
he started “with little but his own de
termination and an appropriation of
only $87,500.” He turned it into a
a center of treatment and care which
has served as a model and an inspira
tion to others.
A man of keen
sense of humor, he
fact that at first it
particularly relished
assistant superintendent at the S.C.
State Hospital when he was asked to
start the training school. It was a
challenge, one which was almost over
whelming, but being a man of pride, he
rose to the challenge. Over the years,
dedication and love replaced challenge
as the motivating force.
The fact that he succeeded is evi
denced by the fact that the reputation
of his work spread throughout the na
tion and he was honored outside tin-
boundaries of his own state. In 1981
and 1932 he was invited by the State
of Utah to organize an institution
similar to the Training School in Clin
ton. He is the only person in the
South who has ever been elected as
president of the American Association
on Mental Deficiency.
wit and a dry
didn’t hide the
wasn’t a job he
He had been
Dr. Whitten accumulated many
honors during his life but, rather than
list them here, we think the sum of
this man is better captured in this
poem written by one of the students
at Whitten Village. It was read by the
Rev Alfred Bixler last Saturday morn
ing at Dr. Whitten’s funeral.
“Dr. Benjamin O. Whitten”
—Hewitt J. Leonard
Today we lost a man,
A man that was really great,
A man who was always friendly,
A man who no one could hate.
Aman that was really nice,
A man who was really kind,
And even if the world over, you
looked,
Not another like ham would you
find.
Now this man was very great,
And this man was very grand,
A large and helpful institution,
He built on this fair land.
His name was Dr. Whitten,
And a very fine man was he.
The Lord made only one of him,
And a fine man he was made to be.
He loved to help the children,
Along their life’s hardened way,
He used to stop and watch them,
As they played from day to day.
I know we all are grateful
For all that he has done,
And if he were winning medals,
A roomful he would have won.
So blessed Lord protect him,
And please don’t let him roam,
Watch o’er him as he travels
To his eternal home.
And blessed Lord we thank you,
For sharing him with us„
As good a man there’s never been,
A man whom we could trust.
TRICENTENNIAL LESSON
As we pored over old newspaper
articles and pictures while working on
our historical edition, we were re
minded of how active people were
back in the days before television.
There were picnics and dunces
I and games and stage shows and pa
rades (at the slightest excuse) and
people visiting each other. People
did things together. They made their
own entertainment.
Now we certainly aren’t advocat
ing a return to good old days”
because we realize they really weren’t
all that good. People lived in constant
fear of diseases which are no longer
existant. The average life span was
much shorter than it is today. Life
was harder in “the good old days.”
People worked longer hours for much
less pay. Ignorance led to some pain
ful experiences.
We probably aren’t all thal much
smarter today but we do have more
advantages. We have more time for
leisure but we spend too much of that
time in front of the “lK«>b tul>e” in
stead of getting out and doing things
ourselves. We live too much of our
lives vicariously.
One of the pleasures of our “Tri
centennial Week” celebration is that
the activities are capturing that old
timey atmosphere of “doing some
thing together.”
Sunday was a beautiful afternoon
and over a thousand people turned oul
to tour Clinton’s new city hall. After
the city hall tour, hundreds of people
strolled through the downtown area,
looking at the attractive window dis
plays staged by ( linton merchants.
We imagine Clinton’s viewing rating
was pretty low Sunday.
Of course, a lot of time and effort
has gone into this celebration and we
certainly couldn’t stage such events
very often. However, this week’s ac
tivities should serve as an example of
what can be done when our people
work and plan together.
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Dr. Mixon Tells Winners-
Make It County Victory
LEFT HOLDING THE BAG
An open letter to all newly
elected members of Laurens
County CouncthCongratulatlons
on your victory!
I hope that you will be able
to make It a victory for all of
Laurens County and if I may be
of help In any way, you have
but to call on me.
I remember attending a De
mocratic stump meeting In
Laurens where each winning
candidate said he was for
schools, better water and
sewage disposal systems,
better solid waste disposal and
other things that are needed In
Laurens County. I also remem
ber that the Democratic Party
slogan was, “We deliver.’ I
would remind you that when
President Nixon was campaign
ing in the South that he made
some promises which have not
been kept Democrats made
political hay of this. Republi
cans said that he tried, but was
not able to do so because of a
Democratic controlled House
and Senate. Whatever the rea
son, it appears that voters In
Laurens County remembered
that the promises had not been
fulfilled and elected Democrats
by a lop-sided majority. I am
not being critical of your pro
mises to work for the above and
other things because I,too,pro-
mlsed to work for practical
education for our young people,
county water and sewage facili
ties, better collection and dis
posal of solid waste, county
fire protection, anddrugeduca-
tion in our public schools,
among other things.
The question now Is how to
accomplish these things without
raising taxes sky high and it is
with this thought In mind that
I offer some suggestions. We
should keep In mind that County
Council is in a unique position
to accomplish things for Lau
rens County and indeed it Is
their responsibility to do so.
Let us also keep in mind that
any federal assistance in the
form of gifts and low Interest
loans for any of the above
mentioned things will not in
crease your federal taxes any
at all nor should it bring any
more federal control than what
we now haw u is a fact that
at the present time the federal
government controls where it
wants to control whether or not
there is federal aid Involved.
It is also true that there is
federal aid in the form of
grants and low Interest long
term loans for all of the above
programs plus many, many oth
ers. In fact, I have In front
of me a ’Listing of Operating
Federal Assistance Programs
complied during The Roth
Study* catalogue which briefly
tells about the programs and
where to write about them. It
tells of so many programs that
it takes 1,080 page:, exclusive
of the Index. In fact, there ap
pears to be over 3,000 of these
federal assistance programs
that we are presently paying
federal tax dollars to support
In my opinion, CountyCouncil
should try to bring as many of
our federal tax dollars back to
Laurens County as possible. In
some cases there are two, three
or four programs for Just one
project The above mentioned
catalogue Is available from the
‘Superlntendant of Documents,
U. S. Government Printing Of
fice, Washington, D. C., 20402
at $4.50 per copy. I believe it
would be a good investment for
each member of the newly
elected County Council.
We have nearby an agency
called the Upper Savannah De
velopment District, whose
manager Is Mr. Dan Mackay,
who function is to help counties,
towns and districts In planning
for and receiving grants and
loans for needed projects of all
types. Laurens County Is a paid
member of this agency which is
located In Greenwood. They are
there to serve all counties who
are members. Would it not be a
good idea for each member of
County Council to compile a list
of their objectives, call a meet
ing as early as possible, Invite
Mr. Mackay to attend this meet
ing and advise hime of the
objectives and get the ball
rolling now so that delivery on
campaign promises will come
about at an early date?
In closing, I would like to
mention the faci that Laurens
County is not In the Appalachian
region and that due to this fact
the percentage of federal as
sistance for the programs
needed here in Laurens County
is not as great as it Is In those
counties which are in the Ap
palachian region. Certain pro
grams may be funded by grants
to about 909c of their total
cost when a county is in the
Appalachian region. There
fore, I urge you to get De
mocratic Senator Rollings to
support Senator Thurmond’s a-
amendment to Include the
remaining counties In S. C. In
the Appalachian region. This
amendment will come before
the Senate next year.
I wish you much success In
delivering to the people of Lau
rens County.
Very truly yours,
Dr. David T. Mixon
William Plumer Jacobs
(1842-1917)
By Lennart PeaAon
Head Librarian
Preebyterian College
The atmoephere being redolent with history
this Tricentennial week, it seems appropriate to
mention several books which continue to be re
warding reading for those who are interested in
the early years of Clinton’s history.
The first is the Diary of William Plumer
Jacobs (1937), a remarkable journal spanning
sixty years of activity in the state, most of it
here in Clinton. Dr. Jacobs is remembered as
founder of the Clinton Library Society (1872),
Clinton High School (1872), Thomwell Home and
School for Children (1875), Presbyterian College
(1880), and Pastor of the First Presbyterian
Church for forty-seven years.
The diary begins in 1858 when the author
was fifteen, in school in Charleston, and teaching
himself stenography on the side, mastering it to
the point of being able to report the Secession
Convention for a newspaper at the age of seven
teen. At seminary in Columbia during the years
of the War, he came to Clinton in 1864 in time to
see the town through Reconstruction, a period
when only the most visionary citizens held
out hope for civic survival. The diary de
scribes with feeling the day to day struggles and
satisfactions of those years as bank, railroad,
and business brought new life to the town and
its developing institutions. The record continues
to within one week of the author’s death in 1917
—a rich source of information and a fine chron-
incle of the times.
The Life of William Plumer Jacobs, a biog-
graphical (1942) is a miscellany of his thought
and life, edited (as was the Diary) by his son,
Thorn well Jacobs. Perhaps the most interesting
part of this volume is the section entitled “Per
sonal Recollections of Clinton,”—a surprisingly
breezy account of manners, morals, and memora
bilia of a century ago. This deserves to be re
printed.
The Life of William Plumer Jacobs, a boig-
raphy written by his son, Thomwell Jacobs,
two books mentioned above, along with personal
recollection, includes pictures, drawings, and
maps showing the layout of Clinton in its earlv
years.
This week, the personal library of William
Plumer Jacobs, together with a display of some
of his papers and effects, is open to the public
as part of the Laurens County Tricentennial ob-
servance. It is located just off the Rotunda in
the College Library, and will be open through
bunday. Library hours are: Mon.-Thurs, 8:30
a.m.-il:00 p.m. Fri.-Sat, 8:30 a.m.^:00 pm ;
Sun., 2:00 p.m.-10:00 p.m.
Dear Mr. Publisher:
I been reading a hole lot
about these airplanes being hi
jacked. Something like that
reallv makes a fella think.
There’s i:j Jack, money
Jack, steeple Jack, lumber Jack,
What Happened To Clinton?
to relax in our fine churches,
*Llle our neighbors go to hell,
then we may have no Church to
g) to If the% speakers be
content to speak to these proud
members, they may have no
pulpit from which to speak.
There are souls In jails. There
are souls In the gutters, and
even though they may not look
as fine or smell as good, in
God’s sight they are Just as Im
portant There are battles out
side the Church. There are
principles to stand up for and
there are laws that need to be
taught again.
Dear Editor:
I have just returned to Clin
ton after a few years'absence.
I was born and raised in and
around Clinton and have always
thought of it as my home town.
I spent several years in the
Air Force, then returned for a
short time and recently was
employed outside the state for a
few years.
The sight that has met my
eyes upon returning, is not the
town I loved so much. The
standards have dropped so low,
I can hardly believe it We still
have the beautiful Churches al
though some have undergone
some vast changes. We still
have the great landmarks such
as Thomwell Orphanage, and
Presbyterian College. The can
nonball still stands atop the old
monument, but what happened
to the morals of our town? I
walk Into stores and the shelves
and display racks are filled with
filth. The trash that fills these
shelves are not fit for the eyes
of adults, much less the eyes
of our precious children. I
haven’t been In very many
grocery stores and curb mar
kets where Beer and Wine aren’t
sold. Have you ever stopped
to think what this does to the
minds of growing children/ I
know they think of themselves
as mature adults, but.Sir, you
know as well as I that they are
only children playing grownup
games and Monkey See-Monkey
Do.
I went to Grammar School at
Reno and Mrs. Alice Copeland
taught us songs of worship and
paused each morning to read the
Bible and pray with us before
classes. Maybe we can’t do this
any more but we can set for
them an example.
Sir, why don’t we as
Christians, if we are Chris
tians, stand and be counted and
do something about the
obscenity in our town? We can
write our mayors and council-
men and voice our opinion. You
can use your newspaper. Let us
remember this "Be not deceiv
ed, God is not mocked Jor what
soever a man soweth, that shall
he also reap.’ Galatians 6:7.
What we will do when our crop
comes in?
We go to church on Sunday
and pride ourselves on our fine
Church buildings and eloquent
speakers, but if we are content
This is not meant to be a
condemnation of my fellow man
and my neighbors. I cannot
Judge, but it is a plea to get
back to the principles of our
forefathers and the laws of our
God.
This letter may never be
printed, because it carries an
unpopular message, but I thank
you sir for your time.
Sincerely:
Bill Hamilton
* * *
Follow
The Track
Jack knife, Jack rocks, and hi
Jack. Course there’s also an
°nimal that troes by that name.
Another thing this hi-jacking
business made me think about
was that railroads may not go
outa business after all. At least
a train is on a track and some
nut can’t order it to take off
through a wheat field to Cuba.
I look for more and more peo
ple to travel the slow but sure
method.
All this news about hi-jack
ing also reminded me of some
thing Jesus one time said,
"Broad is the way that leads
to destruction, but narrow is
the way that leads to life.’
He was saying that following
God’s way is more like travel
ing on a train where the track
Is laid out A fella ain’t apt
to get confused and go wonder
ing off In the wrong direction.
The way of tne world is wide
open like the sky and it’s aw
ful easy for somebody to take
you off course. The Devil can
get you and hold you for ran-
some out there In the hot de
sert
Mr. Publisher, that’s enough
hairraising stories for now.
I’ve got to go work in my
shop for a while. I’m working
on a machine that will bring
people together without travel
ing. If I ever get it done I’m
gonna call it a telephone. It’U
be a tough job for a jack-leg,
but I’ll keep trying. Remember,
sir, truth is stranger than fic
tion. May all your progress be
in a forward direcfion.
Parson Jones
THE SOVEREIGN ° STATE of AFFAIRS
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THINGS ARE KlftULOUS!!
Authorities have
SUbbESTED WAGE AND
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