McCormick messenger. (McCormick, S.C.) 1902-current, April 16, 1936, Image 2
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BRISBANE
THIS WEEK
Hear Lloyd George
News From the Cosmos
Statesmen and Politicians
Sloan's Fine Figures
Lloyd George, who ran the big war
for England and won with the help oJ
old Clemenceau, not
sympathetic with
France this time,
says England is
dangerously in
volved and “we
shall send oar
young men to die,
tills time on Ger
man soil, to punish
these arrogant and
aggressive Teutons
for daring to make
preparations for. the
defense of t h e 11
own soil against a
Arthur Brisbane foreign invader.’*
Lloyd George is hitter in his denun
elation of the suggestion that England
be dragged into another war. “France,’
says he, “can spend $500,000,000 on the
erection of huge fortifications. We can
vote plans which involve expenditure
of an extra fifteen hundred million dol
lars for protection. But if the Ger
mans propose to throw up even a pill*
box to guard their famous cities anu
their greatest industrial area . . . then
‘measures must be concerted’ between
the general army staffs of Britain and
France.”
The “fastest” double star is found,
and that is the big news. “Twin suns’-
close together, in the constellation ol
Ophiuchus, revolve completely around
each other in twenty months. The
shortest period of revolution for any
other “binary” star is. five years. Some
revolve only once in a hundred years.
Nature is both fast and slow; the
electron in the atom revolves around
the proton thousands of millions ol
times in a second. The lens-shaped
Milky Way above your head, in which
our sun is one of thirty thousand mil
lion specks of light, revolves once In
225,000,000 years. No limit to bigness,
co limit to smallness, apparently.
That naval conference in London
ends, quite to the satisfaction of Eng
land, with the situation about as it
was when Hiram Johnson of. California
put the situation in these few words:
“Great Britain builds as she prefers;
the United States builds as Great Brit
ain permits.”
England actually says to the United
States, “You must build no more cruis
ers with eight-inch guns; we do no£
like them.” And the United States
humbly says, “All right, then we shall
not build any.”
It is the old story: England has
statesmen, we have politicians—and
some of them are Anglomaniac snobs.
Big business, like little business, has
had its trouble, but here and there It
Is still big business. In his annual
report for General Motors, Alfred P.
Sloan, Jr., reports net safes last year
amounting to $1,155,041,511, against
$862,672,070 the year before.; a gain of
more than two hundred and ninety-two
million dollars. That means many new
cars, and .families made happier. The
company paid out In wages more than
three hundred and twenty-three million
dollars, not including wages paid indi
rectly to thousands of workers produc
ing materials of which automobiles are
made.
Sixty of Mussolini’s planes have
wiped out Harar. Ethiopia’s second
biggest city, one of 40.1100 Inhabitants.
“Civilized*’ Europe. England leading,
bemoans the fact that a .Mohammedan
mosque, the Coptic cathedral and a
Catholic church were blasted.
They forget what happened In the
big war. at Kheims. Louvain and else-
where, and the German cannon “Big
Bertha” throwing at Paris shells that
might well have wrecked Notre Dame,
the Madeleine the Salnte Chapelle.
War Is as ruthless as was nature
in the earthquake rhat destroyed the
great cathedral of Lisbon, killing thou
sands that had gathered there seeking
divine protection
When Pittsburgh Is through with
the disaster that has almost over
whelmed the city, a monument should
be erected in a park, or on the moun
tainside, In honor of the courage and
recuperative energy of the great indus
trial city. With lights turned off, wa
ter flooding the streets, many men and
women calmly continued their work,
wearing coal miners’light-bearing caps,
like so many gigantic glow worms.
Americans still possess resourceful
ness and can do what they must do.
“To him that hatli shall be given.”
even In Wall street speculation.
Beginning May 1. if you buy $100
worth of stocks, you must put $55 of
your own Into the deal. This will
compel small fish to operate on a
small ^cale and get rich slowly, if
at all ’
it has been suggested here often
that airplanes might light forest fires,
possibly by laying down from over
head a soapy layer to shut out oxygen.
Utah’s. oflUdaIs have planned a new
parachute, instantaneously oj>enlijg.
that would’land from one to six fire-
fgbtors and apparatus from planes.
wherever desired.
<gi Ktnir i-vatu'* 1 * Syndicate. Inc.
WNIJ Servii-ifc
McCORMICK MESSENGER, McCORMICK, S. C., THURSDAY, APRIL 16, 1936
Worst Tornado In History
Strikes Heart Of South
Where Tornadoes Hit, Leaving Death, Destruction
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the tornado that wrecked towns
throughout the South last week.
As shown by the larger dots,
Gainesville, Ga., and Tupelo,
Miss., were hardest hit by the
wind’s fury. Cut courtesy The
Atlanta Constitution.
Unreckoned Damage
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In the wake of the worst
tornado that has ever struck
at the heart of the South lies
cities in masses of ruin, from
which the people must re
build. A section of the main
business district of Gaines
ville, Ga., after the disaster,
is shown in the accompanying
photos.
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homes, the citizenry of
Gainesville, Ga., uncover the
bodies of their loved ones and
friends, victims of the
storm's fury. Cordele, Ga.,
and Greensboro, N. C., suf
fered damage in a tornado
the week previously. Photos
courtesy The Atlanta Constitu
tion.
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business section into shambles. Plans for rehabilitating this mass of twisted wreck
age that was once beautiful Gainesville are already under way and even as she mourns
her dead, Gainesville has found within herself a courage and hope upon which
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Atlanta Georgian.
what
thinks
.about:
High Hat Folks.
B everly hills, calif.—'
Once I thought the climax of
utter self-satisfaction was at
tained in Massachusetts. When
you met a Bostonian of Old Ply
mouth Rock stock who, in addi
tion, had gone through Harvard,
it was as though you met an egg which
had been laid twice and both times suc
cessfully. Sometimes
this type made me say
to myself that maybe
it might have been
better if the Mayflower
had been making a
round trip.
But now this coast
takes the chest-ex
panding championship-
right away from the
eastern seaboard. Out
here is a sojourning
Irvin S. Cobb Englishman who here
tofore was not notably
distinguished; didn’t have a single
hyphen to his name. But he wrote
home congratulating King Edward on
his accession and has just had an ac
knowledgment signed by none other
than the king’s fourth assistant deputy
equerry, and now the delirious recipi
ent can hardly wait to be snatched up
to glory so he may pause at the golden
gates just long enough to give in his
order for an extra over-sized halo and
then, with that hallowed document
clutched to his inflated bosom, stroll
through paradise snooting the heavenly
host.
* *- *
Original Native Sons.
R IGHT In the heart of Los Angeles
the bones of perhaps our first cli
mate-booster have just been dug up.
If he lived 50,000 years ago, as some
experts figure, that would seem to
make him an original native son, but
if, as others think, he only dates back
16,000 years, he was probably an early
settler from the Middle West who got
bogged down in the primeval ooze on
his way to an Iowa state picnic.
This certainly puts those uppity
Florida folks In their place. The only
thing they’ve dug up lately was a
canal, and they may have to put that
back. The celery growers don’t like it,
and when you come between a Florida
celery grower and his celery it’s Just
the same as trying to rob a tigress of
her young.
• • *
Gov. Hoffman’s Motives.
N otwithstanding the accusa
tions of critics in his own state,
it’s hard to believe New Jersey’s Gov
ernor Hoffman was actuated by politi
cal ambition in the course he took in
this ghastly Hauptmann case, because,
while he created for himself a strong
personal following, so many of the
boys who’d probably like to vote with
his side are unfortunately being de
tained at present in places like Si.ng
Sing and Alcatraz and Leavenworth,
where there’s little or no voting being
done.
• * •
Lady Luck’s Favorites.
O NE of the main winners in the re
cent sweepstakes, a mere youth,
lamented being alone in the world and
having nobody to share his good for
tune with. That'll he the smallest of
the young man's worries.
Inside of forty-eight hours he’ll have
more kinfolks than a -Potomac shad.
By the end of a week he’ll he eirtirely
surrounded by an impenetrable forest
of previously unsuspected friends and
well-wishers. Also stock promoters,
automobile salesmen, income tax col
lectors and life insurance agents; af
fectionate females (object, matrimony
and alimony in the order named) and
citizens on foot or hitch-hiking. As for
distant relatives, he’ll begin thinking
he must be part Belgian hare—and
they won’t stay distant, either.
Nothing renews old family ties like
coming into a large chunk of unex
pected currency. I wonder how mneh
of disillusionment and disappointment
follows the average sudden windfall
for one who never had much ready
cash before. Still, nobody’s refusing
such a prize. It would seem money Is
something which would be bad for
somebody else but just right for us.
* * *
New Spring Finery.
W HY do the new fashions always
’light on the wrong females, or
vice versa, as the case may be?
When white shoes prevailed the
lassies with the most robust feet went
to them unanimously, probably because
a white shoe makes any foot look
bigger.
As skirts climbed knee-high and then
on ’way uptown, ’twas the maiden with
the how-legs who wore hers the high
est. She would.
The damsel who’s kind of startled
looking anyhow just will pluck her eye
brows, thereby enhancing the sugges
tion of a skeered squinch owl.
And now that bangs are coining in—
and* rptning down—the style won't be
favored first by the young girl who
already resembles a newly-hatched
robin and so could get away with that
sort of tiling. It’ll be none other than
the middle-aged sister who is, as the
poet says, kind of horse-faced to start
with, and then all she’ll need is a floral
horseshoe around her neck to look like
a derby winner.
Were it not tor the foolish tilings
men wear, we safely could say the
foolish tilings women wear are the
foolishest tilings anybody ever wore.
IRVIN S. COBB
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A in
TT MAY be news to sa
Munchausen, champioJ
times, was a real person wlm
did exist. (No foolin’).
The real Baron Munchausen was
born In 1720 in the little town of
Bodenwerder, on the Weser river. Ger
many. Like other German youths of
his day he served as an officer of the
Russian army against the Turks. Re
tiring at the age of thirty, he returned
home to live and to talk.
The baron’s delightful conception
of a talk was to seal himself at a
generously supplied table and relate
his fabulous adventures to a charmed
circle. All his tall tales were about
himself; most of them concerned also
his famous horse.
Once he almost lost the horse. Rid
ing over snow at night, the Baron,
so he said, hitched to what seemed to
be a post. He went to sleep and, on
awakening, found the snow melted and
his steed hanging by the bridle from
a church steeple!
The old home town of BftuHnwerder
has erected a monument in
of its most distinguished so
monument shows Baron Mu
seated on his famous half-a-hoi
latter drinking at a fountain
able to quench Its thirst because all
the water ran away. *
The baron didn’t know it but the
sturdy horse had been cut in two by
a falling portcullis as his master rod#
hastily into a besieged town.
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rat
“Relatively Speaking-r-”
G ordon c. lynch of wiimette.
HI., is a gentleman farmer ' ’
forced by economic conditions into
the path of self-preservation.
“When I started production of su-
perior eggs west of Waukegan; HW”
says Lynch, “my setup consisted^of''^-
257 laying, hens days \
the establishment increased by exactly . ’■
nineteen of my , own and my wife's
relatives.
“These volunteer devotees of drum
sticks and white meat made serious in
roads on my supply of bens. Some
thing must be done. . . ,
“At great trouble and expense I ob
tained two flamingoes and three swans
which I permitted td intermingle with
some chickens in a special pen. ; Soon
we began to hatch a peculiar species
of fowl, featuring a neck , which
stretched from one room’s end to an
other. One neck, Indifferently cooked
amf laid out on a special table, pro- : '
vided food for all my visiting rela
tives. Two of them pretty near satis- . ..
fled the kinfolk of Mrs. Lynch.
“Our food problem was solved but
other hazards arose. Relatives contin- ‘
ued in such numbers I was afraid the
laying hens would become excited. /
The relatives were jolly, carefree, dis
tinctly informal. So I added a penguin
to the special pen and ids correct,
black-and-white attire soon contrib
uted a quite formal flavor to the
necks which discouraged guests. Rel
atively speaking, we are now free of
all problems.”
Hat Fit for a Queen
S HERIDAN GALLAGHER says that
his annual income is the highest
in Chicago. That’s because he man
ages the Board of Trade observatory,
more than one-ninth of a mile above
the pavements.
Gallagher’s office is directly below
a statue of Ceres, pagan goddess of
grains and harvests, whose featureless
face and aluminum form serve also
as a smokestack for its own and an
adjacent building.
“Some folks are difficult to p’ease.’’
Gallagher philosophizes, squinting up
at the statue. “That building next
door is so much lower a terrific draft
is created by our smokestack. It's
necessary for shovels and other ar
ticles to he fastened In the engine
room, else they’ll come flying out
around fhe feet of Ceres.
“One sparkling day a woman visi
tor arrived in the tower. The wind
was right and even the sand dunes
aoross Lake Michigan were visible. But
the marvelous sight failed to impress
the lady.
“As she turned her back on it, a
handful of woman’s apparel came
scooting out of the smokestack, a small
hat actually whirling until finally it
rested at a rakish angle across the
smooth brow’ of Ceres.
“Actuaries tell me the chances are
1411,497 to 1 against such a remarkable
performance. But the woman visitor
merely shrugged her shoulders and de
parted. The hat, she remarked coldly,
was a last year’s model.”
© Westefn Newspaper tlnioa.
Pure Iron Unknown
Although about 700.000.000 tons ot
Iron are in* use in the United States,
not an ounce of chemically pure iron '
has ever been produced, states a writer
in the New York Herald Tribune. If
the production of a quantity of pure
iron could be accomplished, a revolu
tion in tlie iron and steel Industries
would he likely to result from its in
vestigation. The properties of pure
iron are unknown and are merely
guessed at on the basis of samples of
high degrees of purity. The purest
samples produced show unusual prop
erties. Those made by method? used
for determining the Ftomic weight of
iron, by purification in a hydrogen
flame, are Immune to rust. Even when
placed in pure water and oxygen for
several months they showed no sign