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PAGE FOUR ' J TH« CAMDIW CMROtHCLK, tOUTH CARO^ItlA. FRIDAY, JUNE t, 1f44 (Si;? (fUitttiirn ffitimnUb 1109 North Broad Street Camden, S. C. PUBUSHED EVERY FRIDAY DaCOSTA BROWN Publisher N SUBSCRIPTION TERMS: All Subscriptions |*ayable In Advance < One Year 12.00 Six Months 1.00 Entered as Second Class Matter at the Post Office at Camden, S. C. All articles submitted for publication must be signed by the author. Friday, June 9, 1044 Camden Grieves As Death (^Us Beloved Resident Susie Yoanf Passes Away Jn ' Her Sleep Last Saturday Morning. Red Cross Notes ATTENTION, YOU PATRIOTS Why are we fighting? We think this is a most pertinent question at this hour when dramatically important events are taking place. ' . . ' da^ was one^mpoitant event. The other, the start on June 12 of the Fifth War Loan campaign, is also of vital importance. Here in Camdenjand Kershaw County the driye to raise $420,000 in the sale of war bonds will be under ^e personal supervision of Marion Heyman, who in past cam paigns has carried the community over the top. This nation is now engaged in the bitterest, bloodiest war the world has ever experienced. What are we fighting for? That is a question eve^ one of the many millions in America have been asking since that sneak attack by the Japs at Pearl Harbor. We believe that the best way to answer that question is to call upon G. 1 Joe, the average American soldier. Camden has many G. I. Joe’s. Kershaw County boasts of many. They are the boys who are right in the fighting line. To give Chronicle readers an idea of what G. I. Joe thinks about the war and how he answers the question “Why I Fight,” we are herewith printing what Cpl. Jack J. Zurofsky, winner of an essay contest conducted by the United States War department among the fighting men in the Mediter ranean theater of war, has to say. Here is Cpl. Zurofsky’s answer to the question “Why I Fight:” I fight because It’s my. fight. I fight because my eyes are unafraid to look into other eyes; because they have seen happiness and because they have seen suRering; because they fire cartoua and searching; because they are free. I fight because my ears can listen to both sides of a auestlon; because they can hear the groanings of a tormented people as well as the laughter of free people* ^because they are a channel for Information, not a route for repetition; beouase, if I hear and do not think, I am deaf. . I fight because my mouth does not fear to utter my opinions; because, though 1 am only one, my voice helps forge my destiny because I can speak from a soapbox, or from a letter to the newspap^-s, or from a question that I may ask my representatives in congress; because when my mouth speaks and csn only say what everyone is forced to say it is gagged. I fight because my knees kneel only to God. I fight because my feet can go where they please, because they need no passport to go from New York to New Jersey and back again; because if I want to leave my country I can go without being forced and without bribing and without the loss of my savings; because I can plant my feet in farm soil or city concrete without anybody’s by-your-leave; because when my feet walk only the way they are forced to walk they are hobbled. I fight because of all of these and because I have a mind, a mind which has been trained in a free school to accept or to reject, to ponder and to weigh—a mind which knows the flowing stream of thought, not the stagnant swamp of blind obedience; a mind schooled to think tor itself, to be curious, skeptical, to analyze, to formulate and to express its opinions; a mind capable of digesting the intellectual ^ood it receives from a free press—because if a mind does not think it is the brain of a slave. • I fight because 1 think I am as good as anybody else; because of, what other people have said better than ever I could, “certain inalienable rights,” “right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness,” “government of the people, by the people, and for the people,” “give me liberty or give me death.” I fight because of my memories—the laughter and play of my child hood, the ball games I was in and the better ones I watched, my mother telling me why .my father and she came to America at the turn of the ■ • century, my sisters marrying, -my high school graduation, the first time I saw a cow, ihe first year we could afford a vacation, the trip to Camp Surprise I..ake after the crowded, polluted Coney Island waters, hikes in the fall, with the mony-colored leaves falling, weenie and marshmallow roasts over a hot fire, the first time I voted, my first date and the slap in * the face I got instead of the kiss 1 attempted, the way the nostrum quack would alternate with political orators oil our street corner, seeing the changes for the better in my neighborhood the el going down, streets being widened to let the-stm lur new innementw r^UeJng the 4dd slum»=^ the crowd applauding the time I came through with the hit that won us the borough championship; the memories, which, if people like me do not fight, our children will never have. _ _I fiRl»t liecause I haye something to fight for. I fight because of the life 1 hope to live when the fighting is finished; because that life offers opportunity and security and the freedom to read and write and listen and think and talk; because, as before, my home will be iny ’caslTe andrthe drawbridge dbw'ifolhly to ITTdsiFFThvTfer because'ir I do not fight, life itself will be death. I fight because I believe in progress, not reaction; because despite our faults, there is hope in .our manner of life; because if we lose there iMf no hope. I fight because some day I want to get married and I want my children tQ be born into a free world; because my forefathers left me a heritage of freedom which it is my duty to pass on; because if we lost it would bo a crime to have chiidren. I fight because it is an obligation; because free people must fight'to remain free; because when the freedom of one nation or one person is taken away the rights of all nations and all people are threatened; because —through our elected representatives—I had the choice: To fight or not to fight I fight not so much because of Pearl Harbor but because of what Pearl Harbor meant; because, finally after skirmishes with the Ethiopians, the - Manchurians, the Chinese, the Austrians, the Czechoslovakians, the Danes, the Spaniards, and the Norwegians, Fascism was menacing us as we had never before been menaced; because only the craven will not defend themselves. “ , " Susie Kollock McDowall Young, be loved of all Camden, died peacefully in her sleep Saturday morning. Scores of friends and acquaintances who had talked with her at the Red Cross graduating exercises: and thoEs who saw her at the late motion pic ture show at the Camden theatre Friday evening, were shocked and grieved to hear of her death. While in poor health for some time. Miss Young, with an indomitable spirit, declined to retire, and con- tinned active in business affairs. Mrs. W; -T. Mayfield, with, whom she at tended the theatre Wlday evening, left her at 11:10, with the promise of seeing her the next afternoon." When Miss Young did not rtee at her usual hour Saturday morning, her sister went to arouse her and found she had died quietly and peacefully during th,Q night. Miss Young came of an illustrious line of forbears. Her father was the late George Graham Young, 1823-1897, who was a son of Alexander Young, 1784-1866, a native of Fifeshlre, Scot land. Alexander Young was a Jewel er, watch maker and bookseller and when he died he left the business to his two sons, James A. Young and George Graham Young. James Young was a vestryman of long years stand ing in Grace church. Five years be fore James Young dl^d, 1882, he re tired and Young’s Book Store, one of the early landmarks of Camden and the gathering place of men of literary tastes was conducted by George Gra ham Young. Alexander Young, grandfather of Miss Young, did, according to His toric Camden, make the silver trowel that was used by General LaFayette when the corner stone of the DeKalb monument was laid in 1825. On the maternal side. Miss Young’s mother was Mary McDowall. 1841- 1906. She was a daughter of William Douglas McDowall. who. was a na'ive of Newton-Stewarl. County Galloway, Scotland. When 12 years of age Wil liam McDowall came to Camden and spent his entire life here. He was in business with Charles J. Shannon. “Sue” Young, as she was known to young and old. played the organ In Grace Episcopal church for 40 years. Retiring eight years ago, but b^'ing Badie K. vpnTrMCkow The Sewing room Is closing for the summer.'* Daring the year a variety of work has been accomplished. 150 kit bags were made for the army men going over seas. Many fancy articles were made for the sale for the bene fit of the Camp and Hospital com- mitte. 69 children’s hospital shirts andSjnany T bandages _for our local hospital, besides numbers of useful articles for the Army hospitals in this area. A shipment of 16 dresses given by a local dress shop have been sent to the Russian Relief. For summer sewing. 144 kit bags for the* Navy have been cut. This week we are shipping 5 boxes of women’s and children’s garments and knitted goods to be sent over seas for disaster relief. Tbese gar ments were made a year ago and were held in case of disaster here. The 'committee is grateful tb all who aided in the Sewing room.^ Mrs-^ Samuel Russell,' chairman,, has left .for her summer home in Litchfield, Connecticut. The Chapter wishes to thank all who assisted in making the gradua tion exercises a success, ^espechiTly Mayor and Mrs. McCorkle, and Mrs. Joseph Stone for the musical program, the Kornegay company for the loan of chairs, the Camden Floral Co. for the potted plants, Mr. Jim Raley for his cooperation, Mr. Sam Karesh for the use of his window. The committees for arrangements were: Mrs. E. C. V’on Tresekow, chair man; Mrs. George Stuart, Asst.; house committee, Mrs. W. C. McCor- ley, Mrs. L. L. Clyburn and Mrs. J. R. Belk; decorating commltteq, Mrs. John Walh Mrs. A. W. Habeeb, .Mrs. Maurice Clay and-'Mrs. Douglas Woot en, and the various corps, including the Canteen and Motpr corps. Lt Margaret Qark Is Assigned To Post At Memphis To Have Important Role RehabiliUtion Program. 50 Painters Wanted White and Colored SEE A. J. STEIN AT STEIN'S PAINT SHOP . Camden, S. C. Good wages and steady employment was faithful In her obligations to her church and seldom missed a service. • She leaves her sister, Bessie, a brother, Edward A. Young of Orlando, Fla., and a nephew, Edward A., Jr., who is In the Naval Reserves. She was a charter member of the John D. Kennedy chapter of the U. D. C. and was always active and public spirit'd in civic and charitable affairs. Funeral services, attended by a great many sorrowing friends and acquaintances were held Sunday af ternoon at 6:30 o’clock from Grace Episcopal church. Dr. Maurice Clarke officiating, with burial In Quaker cemetery. Editorial note: Perhaps no one in Camden experienced a deeper shock than this writer, for he sat with her at the Red Crpss graduation exercises the evening before. It was our hap piness- -aa4 -ear- pFivllogo FiftK War Bond Drive Opens In County June 12 (Continued A from first page) *in addition to almost daily battles in the Pacific, the growing struggle in Italy and on other fronts, on land and sea and In the air, we have, gath ered tremendous armies for what Is probably the greatest military move ment that has ever been attempted,” he added. Declaring that no previous war loan Campaign was so important as that about to begin, and so close to what apparently is the decisive and cost liest phase of the war, Ch^rman Benet said; “On the home front we are not retained as organist- emeriLna- Sim Mog^^or,^ ^^Ihe government ashed- us to rive money. We are asked and expected to buy bonds to the limit of our ability in order that the endless How of munitions, food and other supplies go to our fighting forces.” knowir the deceased for many years. Dally as we went by the store in which she was employed, we received her cheery greeting. Many times we halted to chat with her. She had a personality that carried a heart ap peal. “Sue” Young was born in Cam den, the family home having been on Laurens street, opposite the present retail plant of the Camden Floral Co. She made her home in Camden all her life. We can utter no finer tribute than to say that Camden was all the better to have had a character like her as a life-long resident. W’hilc her passing will be keenly missed. Heaven will be all the happier for having her there. _Many of the mourners who gathered at Grace church Sunday evening to pay their last ’sorrowing respects to a dear departed friend, could not re frain from thinking that it was only a few short years ago when those loving hands, now cold in death, caressed with affection those keys of the organ console. As the funeral cart^e moved through the streets of the city, the bell in the city hall tower sounded a mournful note. Old residents re- +o harej^^** that -fer 7^ years; ther grandfather and later the father of the deceased had been in charge of that same bell. As when they died and passed on, so did the bell again on Sunday, sound its metalic lament. Old residents also tell us that Miss Sue was placed at rest in an area she loved—Quaker cemetery. Always she had taken much Interest in the affairs of the cemetery and it was through her own Individual efforts that the placing of the iron fence about the epclosure wvas made pos sible. She was responsible for the raising of the fund to build this fenee, we are informed. LL a.g-) Margaret Clarke Is In Camden this week on leave before re porting to the U. S. NaVal Hospital In Memphis. Tenn.. where she wUl do occupational therapy work. " visiting her parents. Dr. and Mre. Maurice Clarke of Rectory Square In Camden. Her father is rector of Grace Episcopal church here. Before entering the Navy, she was the first executive secretary for the Charleston County Institute for the Blind on 83 Wentworth street for three years. Lt. Clarke^ excited over the pros pect of getting back to the work she did fn civilian Rfe In Memphis. aha| _ expects to work with injured Navy officers and men. In a rehabilitation program that will fit them for* return to duty or to civilian life. Before Joining the WAVES, Lieut. Clarke worked with the blind in Charleston, teaching them crafts so that they could be self-sufficient. “Our Institute in Charleston was run like a workshop. We trained a few blind people at a time to ntake mops or to cane chairs or to work* with leather goods. The women learn ed sewing. After learning the work, they came here to pick up the ma terials and worked at home,” Lieut. Clarke said. - She was trained for this work at Mllwaukee-Downer college in Mil waukee. Wis., and received her bache lor of science degree in Occupational Therapy from there In 1936. Lt. Clarke is the only Naval officer in her family. Her brother. Captain Maurice H. Clarke, is a bomb dis posal officer and has been stationed with the Marines at Cam^ LeJuene, New River, N. C., after duty In the Caribbean areas. BIRTH ANNOUNCEMENT Cpl. R. M. Richards and Mrs. Rich- ards announce the birth of a son, Robert McKain Richards. Jr., bom on May 17 In Marlboro General hos pital, Bennettsvllle. Mrs. Richards is the former Evelyn Rogers Stevenson of Bennettsvllle. and Is at present with her parents, Mr. and Mrs. W., M. Stevenson of that city. Cpl. Richards is in the South Pacific. NOTICE I wuh to announce that I have moved my office to the Stevenson building^ lo cated in Camden, S. C., on the corner of Broad and De> Kalb Sts. I feel that I can serve the public better there. Will appreciate you call ing on me there. M. L. Smith, Jr. Magistrate DeKalb Townsh^ JpMMUY OOWW tNI VmUAaTIf.THt 1*010 00 lOMi tl OASON Am4 H>. 5 SMASH SONG HITS jlM nw M Iw CiWMil lA COiUMflA fICfM I fight because “it is better to die than live on one’s knees.” - I Ggiit because only by flgbt4Bg-4oday wilf -there be ijeace tomorrow. 1 fight because I am thankful that I am not on the other side; because, but for the grace of God or an accident of Nature, qie. brutalized Nazi could have been me and, but for my fighting, will be my child. 1 fight In the- fervent hope that those who follow ihe vHir'ndt Eave to fight again, but in the knowledge that if they have to they will not be found wanting in the crisis. I fight to remain free. Important Notice! The Books of Enrollment to vote in the Primaries this summer close on June 27th. You can’t vote unless you are enrolled. The time is .very short, so enroll immediately. The Camden book for Club No. 1, for voters South of Laurens street, is at the Chronicle office. For voters North of Laurens street, the book is at the City Drug Company.' The county precinct books are in the hands of the various enrollmeht committees. , ENROLL NOW-^ * -Politkad Adv«rtu«meBt Paid for by R. M. Kemiody, Jr. ^06ty rayon sheer prints in one and twe^meoe styles, touched up with self- rocMPS- Eyelet-etched dirndl frocks of powitt spun riyon. Qaiuc rayon sIuuh 5^ durtwaisters, Drighi flTorala,-polka dola aad pastek. Siaa ip 20: V V