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m . v Thursday, October 6, 1932 McGOhaflCK MESSENGER, McCORMICK, SOUTH CAROLINA PAGE NUMBER SEVETS l I 4 A THE E4MIIY DOCTOH JOIN JOSEPH GAINES, M.D. SEASONABLE HINTS Cay what we p!case about “scientific” canning, there is a whole lot of good argument ?n favor of the cellar shelves that sag with home style fruit jars, filled with a variety of small fruits, home-canntfd. And, if I do not miss in judgment, we are going to need them this winter. The humble gooseberry grows wild in most localities—and sugar is not prohibitive' in price. No pie is better than a good, gooseberry pie at any season of the year. Let me relate this little incident: A 12- year-old girl in my vicinity came down with something that caused an intense jaundice. The family doctor in charge advised the mother to, give the patient “all the gooseberries she would eat.”- I don’t know whether I’d have advised that—but-1 do know that the child recovered in short order. . I am not advising you to try it, if you have jaundice; I’m just scoring one for my old friend the gooseberry. I’d just be glad to know that you have a good store of canned rasp berries, strawberries, grapes, tomatoes, cherries, plums, and whatever you have growing next to you. I am awaiting the time here, when the dewberries ripen; they grow wild in old, deserted fields, that have not paid the farmer with other crops. I am getting dewberry and blackberry minded, at the time these lines are being penned. And, I can envy our folks who are storing the “sftioke-house” with choice country bacon, hams, etc. They eat just as well as when they were fifty cents a pound—bear that in mind. Don’t you adore coun try-cured ham and bacon? The ayes have it. Yours for a full smoke house and pantry this fall. BRUCt BARTON » ♦ 'Writes of “THt^MASTER EXECUTIVE 4 Supplying a week-to-week inspiration (or the heavy-burdened who will hnd ^^^^^^everj^iurnaj^ma^aralleledjirth^expenence^oirjThe^MaiW^obodyKnow^^^^^ *m HI THE OUTDOOR MAN The air was filthy with the smell of, animals and human beings herded together. Men and women trampled one another, crying aloud their imprecations. At one side of the court were the pens of the cat tle; the dove cages at the other. In the fore-ground, hard-faced priests and money-changers sat behind long tables exacting the utmost farthing from those who came to buy. One would never imagine that this was a place of worship. Yet it was the Temple—the center of the religious life of the nation. And to the crowds who jammed its courts, the spectacle seemed perfectly normal. That was the tragedy of it. Standing a little apart from the rest, Jesus, the young man from Nazareth watched in amazement which deepened gradually into anger. It was no familiar sight to him. He had not been in the Temple since his twelfth year, when Joseph and Mary took him up to be legally en rolled as a son of the law. , His chief memory of that previous visit was of a long conversation with certain old men in a quiet room. He had not witnessed the tur moil in the outer courts, or, if he had, it made small impression on his youthful mind. But this day was different. For weeks he had looked forward to the visit to the Temple. Tb be sure some of the older ones muttered about the extortions of the money-changers at the Temple. A woman told how the lamb which she had raised with so much devotion the previous year, had been scornfully rejected by the priests, who directed her to buy from the dealers. An oM man related his experience. Today Jectis faced the sordid reality, his cheeks flushed. A woman’s shrill tones pierced his revery like a knife; he turned to see a peasant mother protesting vainly against [\ ruthless exaction. And suddenly, without a word of warning, he strode to the table where the fat money-changer sat, and hurled it violently across the court. The startled robber lurched forward, grasping at his gains, lost his balance and fell sprawling on the ground. Another step and a second table was over-turned, and another, and another. The crowd which had melted back at the start beg^n to catch a glimmering of what was up, and surged forward around the young man. He strode on, looking neither to right nor left. He reach ed the counters where the dove cakes stood; with quick sure movements the cages were opened and the occupants released. Brushing aside the group of dealers who had taken their stand in front of the cattle pens, he threw down the bars and drove the bellowing animals ouo through the crowd and into the streets. The whole thing happened so quickly that the priests were swept off their feet. Nov/, however, they collected themselves and bore down upon him in a body. Who was he that dared this act of de fiance? Where had he come from? By what authority did he pre sume to interrupt their business? “This is my authority,” he cried. “It is written, ‘My house shall be icalled a house of prayer for all the nations,” but ye have made it a den Of robbers.” Next Week: A Strong Right Arm . • . Copyright, Bobbs-Merrill Company Experience Service Facilities Those are the important things in measuring the worth of a funeral director, and should be borne in mind when you have occasion to choose one DISTANCE IS NO HINDRANCE TO OUR SERVICE and there is no additional charge for service out of town J. S. STROM Main Street McCormick, S. C. (JT* I>y l^ev. Clxarles E. ^ 1 Rev Chaa E. Dunn THE CHRISTIAN IN THE FAMILY Lesson for October 9—Luke 2:40-52 Golden Text: Psalm 101:2 The family is the most fundamental of all institutions. A true home, as Ruskin says, “is the place of Peace; the shelter, not only from all injury, but from all terror, doubt, and division.” Burns lovingly described it in “The Cotter’s Saturday Night.” Whittier immortalized its castle-like security in “Snowbound.” Consider the integrity of the old-fashioned home'. The Bible was 4n constant use. The Lord’s Day was revered. Family affection was intense. Learning and the fine arts were held in high esteem. The Master was born into such a home. Our lesson, the charm ing story of the boy Jesus in the temple, portrays a lad nurtured in an atmosphere of systematic spiritual culture, where plain living and high thinking were the rule. The sweet offices of prayer and meditation were as natural to Mary as breathing, and her Son absorbed to the full the fragrance of her winsome beauty and devotion. Strong forces are now at work to undermine the stability of the Christian family. It is surely no time for complacency. Only one child out of four receives today the benefits of religious teaching. Our spiritual illiteracy is alarming. We must insist that the home is not safe save when girded by Christian precepts. Our age craves freedom, but freedom uninspired by the discipline of Christ is valueless. t The noble words of our Golden Text, “I will walk within my house with a perfect heart,” could have been spoken by the Master Himself. They represent the completeness of His well-balanced personality, an ideal which all right-thinking folk, in a day of spiritual confusion and darkness, cherish for themselves. One of the finest expressions of the Christian ideal in family life are the words of Ruth to Naomi, “Whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge: thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God.” Cannot each one of us say the same, only ad dressing ourselves to Chrsit? It is He Who glorifies ordinary family cares and joys. With His help the lost radiance of the home can be restored. i i • • * I *'* I LET THE MESSENGER DO YOUR J6 PRINTING G. A. R, Greeted at Lincoln’s Hon\e Town \ /Sx* ■ . ••• ' m. % x yp, 41 'Vv V cJ i ' v ' * Vf. 0 p* •** * •>, ; , x 4^4^ * £> j ^ 1 j ’ * f Rx ; ,:x i ^ ; T •' ^ : X > ^ m ' I : xT ■<. - •" 4 ? MM* mi I mi Seventy-five thousand people crowded into Springfield, HI., home town of Abraham Lincoln, to witness 800 members of the Grand Army of the Republic in parade and annual convention. Photos show the “thin blue line” on parade, and insert, Wm. P. Wright, Chicago, newly elected National Commander for 1932. 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It is estimated that water pressure at that depth is about 5,000 tons. Photos show Dr. Eebce, just before descending and deck crew with* Miss Gloria Hollister, secretary, who carried on the radio conversation with Dr. Bebee.