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' r m m PAGE TWO THE NEWBRRRT SUM FRIDAY. JANUARY 1940 un 1218 College Street Newberry, S. C. O. F. ARMFIELD Editor and Publisher One Year $1.00 Published Every Friday Entered as second-class matter December 6, 1937, at the post office at Newberry, South Carolina, under the Act of March 3, 1879. EDITOR AND HIS DOG The following is more in place In a newspaperman’s publication but we believe our readers will enjoy it: PART ONE The Arrival of the Pup— Oh, listen, my lads, With your ears up. Of this wonderful tale Of our office Pup! I’ll never forget it— That cold blustery night. He blew into my sanctum, A terrible sight. The Banner was printed, And weary and cross, I sat down at my desk To Check up my loss. I scanned the long columns With shivery and shakes, Gripped tight in the nightmare Of all my mistakes. I searched' through my pockets, More holey than whole. For a dime to buy soup To cheer my old soul. I longed for some soup, I was hungry as sin, The paper was out And I was all in. Then I said to myself, Oh, what is the use To toil as I toil To be paid in abuse? I went out of doors And looked up at the moon And the stars, where they print The Celestial Tribune. I longed to be there Where the white presses run By a belt of bright stars That circle the sun. Thy no per they use Is spun from the dawn By the shutteling sun. Dropping dew on my lawn. The news of the angels Is all that trey print From type made of gold In their Heavenly mint. • With angel subscribers, Who pay in advance, A printer in Heaven Might have haif a chance. I thought of old friends Promoted from here To th ""riburs cbove, Withi ut shedding a tear. Then 1 t ought of my lot With my old squeaky press With it rattle and hang And black, inky mess. I’m tired of it all And I’ll end it right now, Said I, stepping inside, And it matters not how. I turned out the light And started to grope Around in the dark For a 'after and rope. NEWS FACTS ^GEORGE CHIEF WELLS RESIGNS Fire Chief H. B. Wells has resigned his position as building inspector ef fective at once. Chief Wells has held this place since the ordinance creat ing it was passed. In his letter of resignation to the town council, the Chief said in part: “I consider this building code, properly enforced, the greatest asset to insurance reductions and fire prevention, and hope you will give the incoming inspector the back ing and support to enforce this or dinance.” Chief Wells has been confined to his home for the most part of the past several months and he gives his ‘physical inability” to perform the du ties of the office as the reason for the resignation. I stood up on a stool And looped the noose o’er My head, when a racket Broke loose at the door. I threw off my necklace, Leaped down to the floor From my rickety stool And jerked open the door. I snapped on the light, Then, with a loud wail. In bounded a dog With a can to his tail. He was furiously frightened. He leaped and he sprang And howled while the tin can Went bangety-bang. Type, ink, paste, and plaster, Forms, presses and pi Got mixed in the scuffle And started to fly. I raced him and I chased him, Till, quick as a wink, He fell into a barrel Of Black Diamond Ink. There I caught him, at last! When I sized the cur up, I said to the Devil, He’s a bom Office Pup. I stroked the poor pup, My face wore a grin; The Banner was out And I was all in! PART TWO Poor Old Rags Is Washed Up and Fed Then Takes the Editor’s Coat for a Bed From the end of his nose To the tip of his tail Tnat poor Pup dripped black ink like A leaky old pail. He shook and he shivered, He was honey and thin With his tongue hanging out And drooped tail turning in. His stomach was shriveled And clung to his spine, He looked very much like He needed to dine. A black mess was his hair. With large chuncks pulled out. As if twenty old tomcats Had put him to rout. He licked out the pastepot That stood on the floor, Then gnawed an ink roller Clean own to the core. I set in to wash him— It took the whole night And barrels of water To make the Pup white. Such rubbing and scrubbing He had to endure, While drowned fleas and soapsuds. ’Most stopped up the sewer! I And while he was drying. He sniffed ’round the room For the scent of a cat— A dog’s rarest perfume! The Devil came in then, COUNTY HOME APPRECIATES GIFTS Mr. and Mrs. Clyde McCarley wish to express their gratitude to the peo ple of Newberry, for the . baskets of fruit and other gifts that were brought to the inmates of the county home during the Christmas season. DR. KINARD SPEAKS AT SALUDA Dr. James C. Kinard president of Newberry college was guest speaker at St. Paul’s Methodist church in Sa luda Sunday, December 31. Dr. Kin ard spoke at a union service spon sored by the Woman’s Christian Tem- perence Union of Saluda. Years Defeat Running Mate of Casey Jones ‘Tad’ Dalton, Who Now is 80, Recalls Railroad Days on the M. and O. MR- AND M«S. ED LOGAN HAVE MADE ITACUSTOM TO VISIT THE fALLS EVERY YEAR SINCE S^STMEIR FIRST HONEYMOON 40 YEARS AGO/ L0NCISUM?ux. MICHAEL PAGE, NOT ONLY CATCHES' FISH, BUT ALSO EATS THEM ALIVE WHEN HE IS HUNGRY//j**^* As usual—late— He emptied the ashes * And shook down the grate. I told him to run out And fetch a big bone, And lock up the office And leave us alone. As the gray morning broke. The Pup, having fed On a roller and bone, Took my coat for a bed. Then I flopped down to sleep Off my own weariness On a pile of old papers Right back of the press. Then thp Devil tacked up My old gag sign again That ‘‘THE EDITOR IS OUT!”, And the town talked like sin. PART THREE The Editor Enlists the Office Pup In the Work of Making the Town Pay Up It was dark when I ’rose from My hard paper pallet, By a noise at the door Like the beat of a mallet. i . r i They rushed at the door But its trusty lock weathered The assault of the crowd That before it had gathered. They flashed lights and they screamed; Someone yelled, “See him hanging Right in there by his desk,” | Still they kept up their banging. Then I heard women scream, “His H-heart it was mellow . His own worst enemy . . . And a p-pretty good fellow!" I kept back of the press Still hiding and harking, Clamping tight to the Pup To keep him from barking. Then I said to myself, Hear them talk without thinking. When a woman’s voice shrieked, ‘The outcome of drinking!” No one said they owed me And it’s too late to settle As I searched through my pockets All empty of metal. Get a battering-ram! A bold voice suggested. I’ll admit, by this time, My wits were sore tested. I slipped out the back door As the crowd make its sally. Leading Rags by a rope I ran fast down the alley. Then right into the street Where the crowd was assembled,.. I approached unconcerned. While I inwardly trembled. Then I lived for a moment A lifetime of winters As their battering ram Broke my front door to splinters. Yelled I, ‘Scum of creation, Your black hands are tainted With murder and thievery!” As ten women fainted. They cried, “Ghosts! Murder! Thieves!” As I stepped up before them, With a club in my hand I kept swinging o’er them. For breaking my door I vowed I would lick ’em, And as Rags leaped and snarled, I yelled, “Sickem, boy, sickem!” “You’ve ruined my office. And, for this rash caper, Step forth, everyone And renew the home paper.” Each one paid his subscription An' 1 emo'inod. “Oh. oh, dear, For the POKE CENTER BANNER- One fifty a year.” La Junta, Ohio., Dec. 31.—Colorful “Tad” Dalton, who began railroading sixty-three years ago with the much eulogir-• r-'sev Jones on the old M. and O. in Tennessee and who for the last forty-five years has worked for the Santa Fe, is retiring. He’s not disabled, despite his eighty years, but he has come to the conclu sion that “I’ve got two strikes on me now ar.d I wan, to bench myself for a pinch hitter before I strike out.” I Dalton was a gangling farm boy i of seventeen when he begged >| friendly brakeman to let him ride in a boxcar from Boooneville, Miss., to Jackson, Tenn., M. and 0. division point, to get a job. He was hired as brakeman and for two yeais his running mate was a young southerner named John Luth er Jones from Kaycee, Ky., later to be known in song all over the world as “Casey Jones.” The boys became proficient at coupling ard uncoupling cars in the old “link-and-pin” days. Both were proud that non^ of their fingers had been tom off during the era when railroading was a swashbuckling busi ness of crude equipment handled by chance-taking men. After two years Dalton and Jones left the M. and O. to work for the Illinois Central, “Tad” told friends recently while waiting to start his run from -La Junta to Kansas City. Casey went to the front end of the train to become the most famous en gineer who ever lived. Dalton went to the rear end to be the conductor. But they stayed together, he said, for six years and almost always were on the same run. Forty-five years ago Dalton joined the Santa Fe and came West to share in furthering the railroad em pire which he and Casey started. Dalton ran the gamut from the old wood-burning locomotive to the mod ern Diesel streamliners which sing over the Colorado and Kansas praries at a mile-and-a-half a minute clip. He had risen to the position of sen ior conductor of the River Division of the Santa Fe, the job from which he is retiring. DaltonY most trying experience as a railroader, a n incident which end ed with the flourish of a three-ring circus, took place in Pueblo, Colo., in 1893, he related. Coxey’s Army, “a wild crew with a definite purpose,” according to DaKon. was camped near the railroad yards in Pueblo. Dalton pulled his train into the crowded station for the re gular lunch stop. There was numerous reports of pet ty thefts while the train was stopped, he said, and he finally noticed a man he believed had been going through the coaches “with intentions not quite honest! Dalton sauntered to the section of the staition where} numerous alarm buttons had been irtstalled. Not know ing the significance of the buttons, the conductor found one designated “special” and pressed it, and sat down to wait Within a few minuses, Dalton said, he thought the entire city of Pueblo had exploded. The old ' horse-drawn fire department thundered up to the station. Close behind earner a cordon of patrol wagons from whwdi every W| AUDITOR BEGINS TOUR r forth. Officials rive, nil policeman in the city pourei Not long afterward the city and merchants began to am' heavily armed a nd looking for ^ riot, “The special button it seemed,” Dalton said, “meant just what it said —special.” During the confusion which follow ed, he related, his suspect got away. LEGISLATURE MEETS TUESDAY The South Carolina legislature will convene next Tuesday, January 9th in which many predict will be a much shorter session than the last. The matter of diversion of gasoline reve nues will perhaps draw little atten tion this year as pledges of the high way department call for all available revenue. The problem of money for the aged still confronts the solons however and will no doubt consume considerable time. County Auditor Pinckney N. Ab rams this week began his annual tour of the county for the purpose of tak ing property returns for taxation, Tuesday and Wednesday found him in Whitmire, a nd yesterday at Sil- verstreet and Longshore. Today, Fri day, he will spend at Chappells. He will be at Hollingsworth Store Mon day morning and at Kinards Monday afternoon. Tuesd'.y and Wednesday will be devoted to Prosperity and Thursday at Little Mountain. The rest of his itinery will be found in an other place in this issue. The auditor’s books will remain open until March first without pen alty. After March first a penalty of 10 per cent is provided for those fail ing to make returns. The Auditor has announced that someone will be in the office to take returns during his absence. COLLEGE STORY IN PHILADELPHIA PAPER The January 7th issue of the Philadelphia Inquirer, whijh appear ed on the newsstands Wednesday, car ried i> picture and story of Harry Raymond and his College N orchestra. The article was of interest to many Newberrians. Mis. Brice War.ers of Columbia visited Mrs. H. M. Bryson during the Christmas season QUESTION I ANSWER Which are the only cough drops containing Vitamin A? (CAROTENE) m & IMPORTANT! medical tests reveal how thousands of WOMEN HAVE BEEN ABLE TO GET NEW ENERGY If you feel tired out, limp, listless, moody, depressed—if your nerves are constantly on edge and you’re losing your boy friends to more attractive, peppy women—SNAP OUT OF IT! No man likes a dull, tired, cross woman— All you may need is a good reliable tonic. If so, just try famous L^rdia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound made especially for women. 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Several of the spots shown here echoed to the sound of bombing within a few weeks after the pictures were taken. And the atmosphere in all of them has undergone a change as war’s imminence became war’s actuality. In (1) is Blarney Castle, its famous stone discernible above the upper window. No. 2 was taken within the fortifications at Edinburgh Castle, which has seen plenty of hostile bombers since then. The Morford party had front seats for the changing of the guard at Buckingham Palace (3). No. 4 is a little old French seacoast town between St. Malo and Mt. St. Michael, and No. 5 wa » taken in Bonn. The German schoolboys, the visitors reported, were especially interested in the steering column vacuum gearshift of the Detroiters’ Chevrolet. No. 6 was taken to show the contrast between the American car and the tii.y French car parked beside it near the Palace of Versailles. No. 7 is the Ann Hathaway cottage on the outskirts of Stratford. — "—