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McCORMICK MESSENGER, McCORMICK, SOUTH CAROLINA Thursday, September 16, 1937 VkCORMICK MESSENGER . " \ Published Every Thursday Established June 5, 1902 edmond j. McCracken, Editor and Owner ntered at the Post Of/ice at Me- Cormlck, S. C., ns mail matter ot the second class. EmSCRTPTION RATES: One Year. l $1.00 Six Months .75 Three Months .50 Minerals Are Needed In Chicken Rations Aerial Photos Make AAA Land Measuring Easier And Cheaper Clemson, Sept. 13.—“A very in teresting new development in con nection with the checking of per formance in the 1937 Agricultural Conservation Program is the use of aerial photographs, which will reduce materially the cost of check ing performance and will make it unnecessary to chain-measure the fields’', says R.,W. Hamilton, state administrative officer, AAA. The aerial photographs are taken from airplanes flying about 15,000 feet high, one picture covering about four square miles, Mr. Ham ilton er:plains. The pictures are enlarged to a scale on which one Clemson, Sept. 11.—With the sea- inch represents 6S0 feet on the sonal trend toward higher fall egg ground. prices well under way, the poultry- Two aerial picture companies are man needs to use every means to now flying in South Carolina, one stimulate his birds to increased with a contract to photograph 15 production, and these means counties and the other five ooun- should include a good supply of the ties. Other government agencies mineral elements necessary for have flown parts of 13 counties, bone and egg shell formation, said Weather for tw6 months has been Dr. R. C. Ringrose, assistant poul- against photographing, but with tryman of the South Carolina Ex- more settled weather during the periment Station, discussing min- fall it is expected the work will erals needed in poultry rations at be speedily completed. ••• SAILMG (HIM A HUNDRED YEARS AGO! 1/, ZA i the recent poultry short course here. HfftH Ijou* BCTftfl / S L I 96 yean ago, whoa ship ownora timidly Installed steam engines but depended primarily on sails for bzllmls motive power CLAUSSEN'S BREAD was con. ■hiered then, as now. an important source of Food Energy. Today's CLAUSSEN'S BREAD is the finest loaf in CLAUSSEN'S history! Always uniiorm in quality, made of the finest Ingredients. It's delicious . . , ideal lot sandwiches... marvelous for toast Al ways fresh at your grocer's ... order it ClanSSeriS Bf ea.dL sM-conDiTionED* !*f r 'J “The technique df aerial photo graphing is now so highly develop- “This is particularly true for the ed that roads, houses, fences, __ pullets, which with proper feeding ditches, field lines, crop changes, and management should come in- etc., may be distinguished on the to production, continue to lay well, 1 picture”, Mr. Hamilton states, and at the same time increase “After the picture has been taken their body weight over a period of! to the area for identifying farm three to four months”, he stated, j and field lines, the field areas can Although there are 20 to 25 calculated in the county agent s office by the use of instruments developed for this purpose, thus materially reducing the cost of checking performance.” xx 3E elements found in the body of the fowl, only five need to be given special consideration. These are calcium, phosphorus, ' sodium, chlorine, and maganese. Sodium and chlorine are best supplied by including in the ration one per cent of common salt, and the evi dence indicates that for all poul try rations the addition of common aalt brings about improvement. tf Ther chief sources of calcium and phosphorus in the ration are meat scrap and fish meal. Where the usual amounts of these supple ments are used, sufficient phos phorus will be supplied. 6n the other hand, additional calcium should be supplied to replace the large outgo in the egg shell, which is 35 per cent calcium. This can best be supplied by keeping oyster .shell or clam shell before the birds. “In rations for breeders manga nese has a favorable effect on hatchability and materially de creases the number of deformed chicks which die in the shell. In the ration of growing chicks it is now definitely known that manga- nose is the chief element concerned in preventing the development of the condition known as slipped tendon or enlarged hock. This ele ment can best be supplied by lib eral use of wheat shorts, wheat brah, and rice bran. Even with these supplements there are times when additional manganese may be needed”, he said. — tXX Clemson Berkshires Still Winning Honors Camp Modoc News Camp Modoc, ’ Sept. 11.—Super intendent Reece, Foreman For rester, and Machine Operator Mc Gee attended a Service Meeting at Camp Bradley Thursday night. Safety Engineer Renfroe from the Regional Office and Associate En gineer Vernon from the Columbia Office were present. These men discussed the operation, care, and servicing oi motor equipment used on work projects. Engineer Hack Shuler has re turned to Camp F-ll after spend ing two weeks on the Francis Marion National Forest near Char leston. He states that he is going to make some progress on the Gundy Creek bridge or “Bust” as this particular bridge has present ed an unusual number of engineer ing problems. Clerk Leon Hall left Sunday for his home in LaGrange, Georgia. He will spend a short time there before entering the School of For estry at the University of Georgia. Friends of Mr. Hall’s at Modoc, Bradley, and Greenwood hope that he will have a vmry successful year at Georgia and will be back on the Long Cane again some day. Lookout Lowell West has been on duty at the Key Bridge Tower for the past week and has been very prompt in reporting anything that appeared to be the beginning of a forest fire. Clemson, Sept. 11.—The famous Mr - Archie Smith, who is in Clemson Berkshire swine herd, now, charge of Game and Fish Manage- making a tour of the larger state' men t on the Sumter National For- 1 est spent Thursday night in camp and looked over the Key Bridge fairs, has won so far this season about as many first prizes as all of its competitors combined, and this despite the fact that more ex cellent Berkshire herds are being game management area Friday. Captain Van R. White made his monthly inspection of the camp Special Sale On Miracle Whip Salad Dressing Miracle Whip Salad Dressing, A Kraft Product, is on sale at my store now at the following prices: Quar. 40g Pint 25c Half Pint ^ 5C C. H. BRENNAN Main Street McCormick. S. C. JZJ JESTER’S CASH MARKET Phone No. 25 Main Street We Deliver McCormick, S. C. We have purchased from J. L. Smith hb Meat Market on Main Street and are now located at that stand and ready for business. We carry a full line of Fresh Meats at all times and are always ready to be at your service. Fresh Fish and Norfolk Oysters, Thursday, Fri day and Saturday. We highly appreciate your patronage. Before selling your cattle and hogs, see us. We pay the market price for them. shown than in any previous year, Friday. says E. G. Oodbey, associate animal husbandman of the South Caro lina Experiment Station. Mechanic Joe Reece, formerly of Bradley, and now of Columbia visited Camp F-ll, Thursday. Mr. The Clemson Berkshires have al- Reece was on leave and spent sev- ready been shown at the Wisconsin eral hours here. State Fair, the Iowa State Fair, j The chilly mornings remind and the National Swine Show held us that fall is practically here with in connection with the Illinois the first frost just around the State Fair. j coiner. V/e all know that after the “Among the outstanding animals j liosL ihe lall fire season will of the Clemson herd a junior sow be on in earnest and we will have pig and a junior yearling have made especially good records”, Gcdbey states. “The junior sow pig has been first in her class and junior champion at all of these shows. Good swine judges have de clared her one of the best Berk shire pigs that has ever been; shown. The junior yearling boar has been first in the class at all shows and grand champion at Wisconsin and Iowa. “One thing that has been par ticularly gratifying to us is the large number of Clemson-bred Piccadilly Named for Tailor hogs exhibited. At some of the fairs , Piccadilly street got its name from a cockney tailor back in the a large percentage of the animals jayg Q f James I. Pickadills were xltown in certain classes was of the high ruffled collars which the Clemson breeding.” | dudes of Elizabeth’s days wore. to be a little more alert and stay in camp a little closer than usual. ’ Another job that usually comes around in the fall is gathering pine cones for seed. We have not been assigned this job yet but we won’t be surprised when it does come. xxx Human Folks Generous “Human folks is natchelly gen erous,” said Uncle Eben. “I never yit saw a man wif so much trouble of his own dat he wasn’ willin’ to five somebody advice.” 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 SERVICH and there Is no additional charge for service out of town J. S. STROM Main Street McCormick, s. C. IM A NEW WOMAN THANKS TO PURSANG Yes, Pursangcontains, in properly , balanced proportions, such proven elements as organic copper and iron. Quickly stimulates appetite and aids nature in building rich, red blood even in cases of simple anemia. When this happens, energy and strength usually return. You feel like new. Got Pursang from your druggist. Martha’s Plain Face By SUSIE POTTER HESSE © McClure Newspaper Syndicate. WNU Service. Old Poquelin T HEY were ready at last. Glenna Downing gave a final dab at her cheeks and smiled into her mirror, satisfied. Glenna was adorable. Ev eryone conceded it. Martha Den nis watched her soberly. Martha did not smile into her own mirror. She was not adorable and everyone knew that—or she thought they d’d. She was plain even to her name, and when you are young and plain —well, nothing much comes your way, at least not the things that youth most wants. Today the two girls were leaving the hot, hurrying office for a whole month’s vacation in the cool, green country. “A good time to forget my grievance,” Martha said to her self sturdily, “and perhaps, just perhaps, the folks there will like plain faces.” At last the journey ended. The two girls arrived in the little town of Bannerly, and with the arrival came at once to Martha the over throw of all her castles. When she looked into the steady, shining eyes of Herman Morris she knew that to stand aside for Glenna would cost more than she had ever paid be fore. Ordinarily, she could look on at Glenna’s love affairs unmoved, save for the inevitable sense of defeat and loneliness, but not this time! At his mother’s bountifully spread supper table, Herman greeted the “summer boarders” heartily. Mar tha watched him as he gallantly assisted old Mrs. Brodwell to her place and dexterously seated her in her chair. When the introductions to herself and Glenna came, she felt him sweep her with a quick, unseeing glance, while Glenna caught and held him as was her wont with men. After that, as the time sped by, it seemed to Martha that he came from business a bit earlier each day, always ready for some pastime with the two girls. At first she went along with a sort of desperate de termination. She would make him notice her—and he did. With his accustomed courtesy he saw to it that she was properly escorted. “But I know the difference be tween politeness and devotion,” Martha said to herself, brokenly. Then, finally, with an heroic re solve: “I’ll leave them to their own happiness.” So the next afternoon she pleaded illness and watched them hurry away, teasing and ban tering each other. “And so pleased I’m sick,” thought Martha. She did not catch the queer, indefinable* look on Herman’s face. Glenna did not see it, either. The dreary afternoon to which Martha had condemned herself was abruptly interrupted. Sadie, the maid, in deep despair, came calling for Mr. Morris. His mother had gone to her room too ill to talk and what should she do about supper? The cooking had never been dele gated to anyone. Martha’s eyes gleamed. She might be unattrac tive but she was not helpless! “Tell Mrs. Morris not to worry. I will manage supper.” And she did. “The nicest biscuits Mrs. Morris ev er made,” unanimously agreed the boarders, “and the very best cro quettes.” Martha did not know of the con ference between mother and son in Mrs. Morris’ room that evening, nor did she see a certain peculiar ex pression rest again on Herman’s face. Several times during the next few days, when she could escape Glen na, she slipped away into the kit chen to lend a helping hand, though the mistress was again in charge. “The finest little lady I know,” Mrs. Morris confided to her son, and failed to note the acquiescence in his eyes. Then Herman decided to appeal to Glenna. She was a good pal and would not fail him. So he began one afternoon on the lake, when Martha had again declined to accompany them. “There’s something of great importance to me, Glenna, that I want to ask you.” Glenna’s heart turned completely over once and she knew she was going to say “yes” much more promptly than she had ever intend ed to say it to any man. Then he went on and she heard as though from a great distance: “If Miss Dennis has not taken an incurable dislike to me, I wish you’d help me find the way to her heart.” Glenna gave one quick look into his troubled eyes, swallowed hard and thought fast. After a consid erable pause, “I think I know the route,” she answered steadily. To herself she said, “People who don’t happen to be handsome shall have no monopoly on sacrifice. I’ll show them.” The next afternoon she waved a smiling good-by to the two from her seat on the veranda. When they had gone a little distance the smile vanished and she watched them with tight-closed lips until they were beyond sight. “I’m glad. I will be glad!” she breathed. “Martha needs him and I—well, I can’t have him, that’s all.” Some time later, Martha, still half afraid, said shyly, “Are you sure you don’t mind that I’m home ly, Herman?” “Homely? Are you?” and he laughed. “I didn’t know—I didn’t notice. I just saw YOU.” By CMATLOTTE BABCOCK SILLS © McClure Newspaper Syndicate. WNU Service. P OQUELIN sang merrily as he went down to the market-place. Poquelin seemed to be always smg- Tg. When people asked him why, he would shrug his shoulders and squint his little blue eyes and say, “Mon Dieu! Why not?” Sometimes he answered, “It is my philosophy to sing so life will not know.” But no one understood this and they thought it was just because he was funny little Poque lin that he sang, because it was his nature to be happy. But often when he was by himself he dropped this happy-go-lucky air; his fact* grew pale and his eyes did not squint, but opened wide as if in horror. Jacques, the cobbler’s little son, saw him one day in one of these spells and ran home screaming to his mother, telling her that Po quelin, their funny little blue-eyed Poquelin, had gone quite mad. But his mother only laughed and dropped the dirty blue blouses she was washing at the fountain to take the toussled-haired little boy in her arms. “There, there, my little Jacques, you are tired because you have been in the sun all day. You are not really afraid of old Poquelin, who v/ears the funny clothes and tells, the nice stories in the store—good old Poquelin!” When she had quieted the child; she lost no time in calling over the! wall to her neighbor, Jean, the car-! penter’s wife, to tell her what had| happened. For everyone in Pezinasi loved old Poquelin, though he was ugly and queer. But he was dif ferent from other people and they never could understand him. Sometimes they laughed and said it must be love that made him act so queerly, for that he loved An nette, the barber’s daughter, was c ] “She’ll never have him,” they would say. “She has her eye out for a duke or a prince. Poor old* Poquelin! Annette will never mar ry him.” !. Poquelin lived up at the old cha teau on the hill, and helped with, the garden. But the old Baron’ stayed there only because he was; too poor and tired to go anywhere; else, and he did not carrf any more how the place looked. So the vines grew thick on the crumbling old! walls and no one paid any attention; *o the garden or the servants, and Poquelin had all the time he wanted to wander about the village. Then, to this quiet little French t illage of long ago, came a new ntc^est. A band of strolling play ers arrived, a rough and cheery tittle troupe in a big cart drawn bv four thin oxen. Poquelin did not come down to the village any more, '•^ut they were all too excited to miss Ym. To Annette, the actors rep- -cseYed all the gay big world she ’o^ged for, and dreamed about, ami, wide-eyed she watched them making their preparations. One day when the villagers were fathered about the old barn where ‘he plays were to be given. Annette ’ ' enrd the leader of the troupe ask ing for a man named Poquelin. A famous actor by that name had dis appeared from Paris years before, he sa'd, after an accident which Ysd crippled him, a n d it was feared i that he had died or gone mad in | his wanderings. But they were ask- i irg at every towm. “ 'Tis surely our little Poquelin,” i f he barber said, and the men all ; laughed. “It might be Poquelin,” said Annette. “No ore ever knew where he '’ame from. He’s been to Paris.”- The men laughed again but the •mb or got up quickly and went over o Annette. “let’s find your Poquelin, girl,” he said. “My father played with ti e great Poquelin who disappeared and he always told me that some day I must find him. If I could 4 ake him back, all Paris would do him honor.” / So Annette and the stranger climbed the hill to the old chateau. On the way she talked to him about Poquelin. “He’s wonderful,” she said. “He’s like a jester. He cheers us all up with his jokes and stories but I know that sometimes he is very sad.” Then she told him of Poquelin’s queer philosophy. He seemed to have the idea, she said, that life had somehow hurt him and he must always be gay and laughing so that she would not know he cared. “ ‘Life must not find me out and laugh a tme,’ ” she told the man he said. The actor looked at Annette, as though noticing her for the first time. “How seriously you talk for a lit tle village girl,” he exclaimed. “I’m not a little girl,” answered Annette, growing very red. “I’m grownup and I’m tired of this old village with its days all alike!” The chateau gates were closed when they reached the old place and there was no one about save an old man in a faded smock who was weeding the dingy garden. Poquelin never weeded the old garden again. His days were all happy ones when he got to Paris, and there, too, he found a new phil osophy. “Life is kind,” he said to Annette, “when people applaud an old actor like me.” “And a new one like me,” said Annette. ( And thev both laughed.