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13-4t Silverstreet, S. C.
FOR SALE—I have seed barley, oats,
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13-4t Silverstreet, S. C.
FOR RENT—Upstairs unfurnished
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FLOWERS—We are now specializing
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Call at our new location at 909 Wil
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“We send flowers anywhere”—Miss
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SEED GRAIN FOR SALE
I have made arrangements with
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Chalmers machinery, Newberry, S. C.
to handle my seed grain.
Clemson Strain Beardless
Barley $1.25 per bu.
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ALL SEED RECLEANED AND IN
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TAX NOTICE
The tax books will be open for col
lection of 1940 taxes on and after
October 1, 1910.
The following is general levy for
all except special purposes:
Mills
Ordinary County 13
Bonds, Notes and Interest ... 17Vi
Roads and Bridges 2
Hospital ’A
School — State 3
County School 5’A
County Board of Education .. 1
State 1
TOTAL 43
The following are the authorized
special levies for the various school
districts of the county:
Dist. No. Mills
1. Newberry 1”
2. Mt. Bethel-Garmany 5
3. Maybinton 2
4. Long Lane 5
5. McCullough 5
6. Cromer 0
8. Reagin 10
9. Deadfall 10
10. Utopia 10
11. Hartford ®
12. Johnstone 5
13. Stony Hill 6
14. Prosperity 15
15. O’Neiall 8
18. Fairview 4
19. Midway 4
21. Central 4
22. St. Phillips 8
23. Rutherford 4
24. Broad River _ 4
25. New Hope-Zion 4
26. Pomaria 12
27. Red Knoll 6
28. Helena 4
29. Mt. Pleasant 8
30. Little Mountain 16%
31. Wheeland 3
32. Union 0
33. Jolly Street 8
34. St. Paul 2
35. Peak 4
37. Mudlic 6
38. Vaughnville 6
39. Ohappels 6
40. Old Town 10
41. Dominick 8
42. Reederville 10%
43. Bush River 10%
44. Smyrna 10%
45. Trinity '..... 10
46. Burton 10
47. Tran wood 10%
48. Jalapa 8
49. Kinards 2
50. Tabernacle 8
51. Trilby 4
52. Whitmire 15
53. Mollohon 4
54. Bebh-Eden 5
55. Fork 8
57. Belfast 6
58. Silverstreet 14
59. Pressley 4
60. St. John 4
There will be a one per cent (1%)
discount on general County taxes
through October 30, 1940.
On and after January 1, 1941, the
Penalties prescribed by law will be
imposed on unpaid taxes.
You are requested to call for your
taxes by School Districts in which
property is located. The Treasurer
is not responsible for unpaid taxes not
called for by districts.
Those who had their dogs vaccinat
ed for rabies during the fiscal year
ending June 30, 1940 by one author
ized by law, and expect to be exemp
ted from dog tax will please bring
their certificates of vaccination when
appearing to pay taxes.
RALPH B. BLACK,
Treasurer Newberry County.
THE NEWBERRY SUN
Into The Sunset
By JACKSON GREGORY
Third Installment
SYNOPSIS
Barry Haveril leaves his Texas home
to see the country, meets a man who
has just been shot who turns out to
be a cousin of his, Jesse Conroy.
Barry helps takes care of his wounds
and Jesse gives Barry his gun, a very
unusual one. When they part Barry
leaves for home but finds the family
is no longer there. When he is leav
ing he suddenly comes across a dead
man who turns on* to be his brother,
Robeit. Barry starts searching for
the murderer and goes into the moun
tains to find gold to use for contin
uing his search. He finds a good
spot, gets gold and goes to Tylers-
ville to get money for it. There he
meets Judge Blue and his daughter,
Lucy, who help him to get $450 for
his gold. Judge Blue also tells him
that the gun Jesse gave him is tne
gun of a murderer known as the
Laredo Kid. The judge invites Barry
up to visit him and there Barry dis
covers the horse and saddle which
was stolen from his brother Robert
when he was killed. He finds out that
it belongs to a cowboy who will re
turn that night. He waits outside the
stable and finally a rider comes up
who turns out to be Jesse Conroy.
Fourth Installment
Jesse Conroy whirled, as swift as
a cat, and crouched and whipped out
the gun riding loosely in its holster.
“Oh, it’s you, Stfhdown!” said
Jesse. His hand was lowered. There
was an irritable edge to voice:
“Yuh made me jump purty near
out’n my bots, Cousin Barry.
Y’want to look out scarin’ folks like
that, less’n one starts shootin’ before
he thinks.”
“Why should you start shooting.
Cousin Jesse?” asked Barry.
Jesse laughed and at last slipped
his gun back into its place.
“Want to sell that black horse
you left here last night, Cousin
Jesse?”
“What’s come over you? I thought
you didn’t go in for bosses yuhse’f,
likin’ them long laigs better .
“That’s a real nice horse,” said
Barry.
“What’s on yore mind, Cousin
Barry?” said Jesse, and again his
voice was edged.
“That saddle, too.” said Barry. “I
was looking at it this evening. The
fancy Mexico one. Where’d you
happen to get that saddle, Cousin
Jesse?”
Jesse answered in an off-hand way.
“That saddle? It’s one I picked up
down to Laredo one time. Why?”
“When?” asked Barry. “You been
down to Laredo since I saw you? It’s
quite a ways from here.”
Jesse’s answer nung fire scarcely
a noticable instant. “It’s one o’ my
ol’ saddles; I’ve had two three year.
“You lie, Cousin Jesse,” said Barry
steadily, and pulled his six-gun out
of its holster. “That was Tex Humph
reys’ saddle: so was that black Tex’s
and you killed mv brother Robert to
get them both. Killed him like a dog.
just for a horse and saddle. Now. if
you think you’ve got any more kill
ing to do—”
A man standing close behind Barrv
brought a Colt revolver down brut
ally on Bary’s he»d, and the boy
slumped down.
A commanding voice said: “Pocket
your gun, I^aredo! and put out that
damned light. Be quick about it!”
“I’m damned!” muttered Jesse Con
roy. Slowly he obeyed both orders.
Then through the sudden dark his
voice came quietly, “What’s the game
this time, Judge?”
“So you killed young Haveril’s bro
ther, did you? Just for a horse and
saddle!”
“Yuh’re a fine one to talk,” sneer
ed Jesse. “Well, I’r.l not sayin’
whether I killed young Haveril’s bro
ther or not, but I’d shore shot young
Haveril da id if yuh hadn’t knocked
him out the minute yuh did.”
“No,” said the Judge. ‘ No. You
hear me, Laredo? I’ve got plans of
my own for him.”
“Yes?” said Jesse, and sounded
KNITTERS’ NOTICE—We still have
a complete line of Fall yams—Come
and see us at our new location. Miss
Mattie Adams, 909 Wilson St., Phone
511.
SINNERS IN THE HANDS OF AN
ANGRY GOD
(Continued from page four)
if they neglect their souls. Never
was there a period when so many
means were employed for the salva
tion of souls, and if you entirely neg
lect them, you will eternally curse
the day of your birth. Now undoubt
edly it is, as was in the days of John
the Baptist, the axe is laid at the
root of the trees, and every Lee which
brings not forth good fruit, may be
hewn down, and cast into the fire.
Therefore, let everyone that is out
of Christ, now awake and flee from
the wrath to come. The wrath of
Almighty God is now undoubtedly
hanging over every unregenerate
sinner. Let every one flee out of
Sodom: “Haste, and escape for your
lives, look not behind you, escape to
the mountain, lest you be consumed.”
frankly mystified. "Want to make me
laugh? Judge Blue wastin’ time over
this kid ? What in hell’s he got that
I overlooked?” He ended peeringly.
“He ain’t a prince in disguise or some
thin’, is he?”
“Some day, Laredo,” said the
Judge more quietly, yet in just as
deadly and cold a voice, “we’ll maybe
cut loose and kill each other. Now if
you’ll keep your shirt on I’ll tell you
about this young Haveril. He blew
into town today with a fist full of
gold with the dirt sticking to it. And
it’s my pressing affair to find out
where he got it.”
Jesse whistled softly. An’ I might
have killed him before yuh found out!”
Then, eager and alert, he added, “But
Judge, he’ll be lookin’ up his folks,
across to yore new ranch. An’ he’ll
be tellin’ the crowd all he knows—”
“He won’t be seeing anybody but
me for a while,” said the Judge. I’m
keeping him shut away. In the morn
ing, if he’s feeling like traveling, I’ll
put him on a horse, tell him we’re
headed for the ranch, and hand him
over to you. And you’ll be over a*
the shack in Encina Canyon. You and
I will work this together, Kil. And
when you’ve won it, I’m paying you
off, and you’re handing back to me
what’s mine—and after that if we
ever meet up again—well, fill your
hand, Kid. That’s all.”
Jesse laughed tauntingly. ‘There’s
one more thing, Judge.” he said. “I
got a good look at the girl the other
day. When I hand yuh back what's
yore’n yuh’re goin’ to hand me the
girl along with the res’ o’ my pay
I got a hankerin’—Judge, I’d marry
her even!”
For a while it was very still there
at the stable. After a while the Judge
drew a long breath. He said in s
voice which was not quite steady:
“You’re getting a swell - head, Lare
do. It’s a disease that’s sometimes
fatal. Better slow down.”
But the Laredo Kid reckless and
arrogant young devil, mocked him
drawlingly.
“Better be on your way, Laredo
And if you’re not just trying to be
funny—Marry her.” Well, we’ll see
later. Tomorrow evening early I’ll
be at Encina Canyon, and young Hav
eril will be with me. We’ll talk. And
one thing more; better get rid of that
horse and saddle tonight.”
“I’m on my way in two shakes,”
returned the other. “Drag your man
off and shut the dor so’s I can have
a light. Mebbe yuh’d better shine
a light on him now to make shore
whether he ain’t playin’ possum.”
“I’ve had a hand on him all the
time,” said the Judge. He’s out
cold. Get going. Kid. Adios.”
Barry regained consciousness lying
fully dressed on the bed which ear
lier he had been adverse to mussing.
There was a cold wet towel on his
head and the Judge stood over him.
“Well, young Haveril.” he said
“Alive, are you?”
“What happened?” said Barry
confused.
“I got up for a drink of water.”
said the Judge, “and thought I saw
someone prowling outside under my
window. I went out to see about it
standing in the stable door talking
to somebody; and just When it looked
like shooting some other fellow
jumped up behind you and knocked
you out cold with a club. Then they
were off like a shot, the two of them.
What was it all about?”
“The man in the barn with the
lantern—know him Judge?”
“Can’t say that I do.” answered
the Judge. “He was here a month or
so ago, looking for work. That's all
I know about him. Who is he?”
“I don’t know much about him my
self. I met up with him not long ago;
told me his name was Jesse Conroy
and we sort of figured out we were
relations.”
“What were you two getting ready
to fight about?”
Barry shut his eyes and lay still
a moment. Without opening them
he said. “My head hurts, Judge; it’s
hard thinking straight.”
The Judge nodded understandingly.
It was nearly an hour later when
Barry had his second visitor. A slim
white figure bent over him. It was
Lucy in a long nightgown with some
thing thrown over her shoulders As
he reared up on his elbow she said:
“Sh!” almost at his ear.
Incoherent at first, her rushing
words only perplexed him anew. But
he caught, “Go! Oh, go quickly! Get
up and go! You must—You can, can’t
you? You’re not hurt too badly, are
you?”
He sat on the edge of the bed and
Lucy’s face was so close to his own
that, in what dim light filterea in
from the stars, he could see her eyes
in a White face, and her eyes were
big with fright. Even her voice,
whispering as it was, was charged
with terror.
It came in a wild jumble of words.
There were things which she want
ed to hold back, which she haa not
thought she could speak of to any
one, and yet in her frantic state be
fore she was through he »had nearly
the whole story. •
First of all, she had known that
the Judge lied this afternoon when
he told Barry that Zachary Blount
had taken Barry’s sister out of town
—for Lucy herself had seen Zachary
and the Judge together going into a
store just before the Judge joined
her to drive home. And she had
seen and overheard wha* occurred
at the stable.
“He, that man — your cousin, he
is the Laredo Kid!” she told Barry
fearfully. And then she told the rest
of it, and ended with her frantic plea:
“You’ll go! Oh, Barry. I’m afraid—
Promise me!”
“Yes,” said Barry, and slipped from
the bed, groping for his hat and the
new carbine. “I’ll slip out ana go
now.”
She clutched him, and whispered
shiveringly. “I’m scared to death,
Barry.”
“Then come with me—”
She seemed for a moment, while
their hands were locked so tightly
together, to be of a mind to go with
him. But, “No”, she said. “I’ll be all
right. Anyway, for 'a while. Until
the Laredo Kid comes back and—Oh,
Barry! He wants me!”
Barry said, “I won’t go without
you!”
“You must! You must, Barry! And
quick.”
“Then I’ll come back—”
“Listen, I sometimes ride back on
the mountain to look at the sunset.
There’s a trail up to Lookout; it’s
a plateau behind the house with the
cliffs cutting across it. Meet me
there, Barry,—at sunset—”
“Tomorrow!”
“No-o. Not so soon. They may be
watching for you. In three ways,
Barry?”
The evening appointed for the
meeting with Lucy found him at
Lookout Point, high on the mountain
side above the Judge’s fine house,
hidden in a brushy thicket from which
he could watch the steep zigzag trail
Dark came and there was no sign
of Lucy. He waited an hour, then
withdrew higher up into the moun
tains. He came back each sunset
time; on his third coming he saw
something which had been there all
the time, waiting for him, passing
unnoticed.
Dear Barry. If anybody finds this it
will be you, because no one ever
comes up here. I am writing this the
very next day after you left. I aji to
be taken away this very day—and I
don’t know Why and I don’t even know
where! Oh, I hope you are all right!
And, Barry I do wish I had gone with
you. You will come back when it is
safe, won’t you ? I’ll ride uj her* and
leave this now—I’m telling him, I’m
going to say good-bye for a while to
Lookout. I’ll put it half under a stone
and I hope you find it.—Good-bye,
Barry. Lucy.
‘Tomorrow,” meditated Barry, mak
ing his swift silent way through a
bit of forestland where he crossed
a tiny upland valley toward his new
hideout. “I’ll go see my folks. I’ve got
to tell them about Robert.”
As he passed through a small open
glade a shot rang out and a bullet
cleft the air, close to his ear, and
with it came an exultant shout, “Got
you, Laredo! Got you, you dog!”
Bary leaped as a deer leaps, clear
of the opening among the trees and
into a patch of brush, and leaping fell
and rolled out brought up crouching
his own gun in hand, in a shadowy
gully. A second shot and a third
whizzed over his head
“Hold it or I’ll burn you down! I’m
not Laredo. You’ve got the wrong
man!”
There was a silence out of which
finally a puzzled voice, sounding dis
gruntled, muttered:
“Not Laredo, huh? Who says so?
You’d say so if yuh was Laredo.”
“Don’t be a fool,” grunted Barry.
If you know Laredo, you know his
voice, don’t you?”
Reluctantly the voice admitted:
“Yuh don’t sound like him, that’s a
fac’. But yuh looked sort of like he
does—And what yuh prowling around
like this for if yuh ain’t Laredo?”
“You make me sick,” snorted Bar
ry. “You came mightly close knock
ing me over, you jackass.”
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Sawyer Goes In Army;
No Road Chief Named
Columbia, Oct. 31.—G. C. Chandler
of Florence, who was elected chair
man of the state highway comission
today, said “No action has been tak
en as to appointment of an acting
chief commissioner” to serve while
Chief Commissioner Ben M. Sawyer
is on a year’s tour of duty with the
U. S. Army.
“The highway department is well-
organized and is working smoothly,”
the new chairman said. He added,
however, that he understood a leave
'of absence would be granted Saw
yer, now a lieutenant colonel with
the 30th division at Fort Jackson, who
has been continuing his duties as
chief commissioner since he was call
ed to militarv service. September 16.
Chandler is a retired business man,
succeeds John T .Stevens, of Ker
shaw in the chairmanship. Stevens
term expired April 15 but he con
tinued in office until J. G. Jordon of
Chester county was elected last
month to succeed him as the com
missioner from the 10th judicial cir
cuit.
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Mrs. Mary Helen Kibler Timmons
IS NOW BACK WITH THE
City Beauty Shop
And invites her friends and custom
ers to call on her there.
City Beauty Shop
PHONE 24
MAIN ST.
We Pay The Germans
Propaganda Bill
Now What?
Calhoun Times.
The legislature has put our state
two million dollars in the hole. To
meet it Governor Maybank planned to
divert that much from the annual in
flow of 12 or 13 million dollars, col
lected by the state highway depart
ment. The Supreme Court ruled it
unconstitutional.
When the 65 million dollar road
bond issue was passed without a
vote of the people every man who
could read knew it was unconstitu
tional. The Supreme Court ruled it
constitutional. In other words the
state highway department Is bigger
than the law and the Supreme Court.
That being the case what about the
two million dollar deficit? Some say,
appropriations must be reduced to
meet it. We all know, rrom past ex
perience, that is as futile as drying
up the Congai-ee river with a pint
cup. It can be done, and it ought to
be done, but that is hopeless.
Then what? There are three ways
out:
11. Curtail expenditures. That is
wasting ink and breath.
2. Increase the gasoline tax.
3. Clap some more burdens on
poor old real estate.
We have just seen an extra mill
saddled on real estate, as easily and
quietly as falling off a log backward.
It was a shabby deal. Will it be re
peated? If so, every state senator
and representative who endorses it
should go into the ragbag or obscuri
ty.
Since roads and riding are consid
ered far more conducive to prosper
ity than cotton and real estate, why
not clap more taxes on re; l estate?
Mrs. Johnstone Dies
Mrs. Alan Johnstone, 88, died Sat
urday afternoon at her home on
Johnstone street. Mrs. Johnstone was
the widow of Alan Johnstone, who be
fore his death in 1929, was a state
senator from Newberry county
many years.
Mrs. Johnstone was the former
Miss Lilia Kennerly, daughter of
the late Dr. Thomas B. and Mrs.
Martha Brown Kennerly. She was
educated at the Due West Female
college.
Survivors included four daughters,
Mrs. Lilia Johnstone McCutchen, wife
of Prof. George M. McCutchen of
Columbia, Mrs. Margaret Mills of
Camden, Mrs. Martha Coleman or
Aiken and Mrs. Adeline Rountree,
wife of W. J. Rountree of Decatur,
Ga.; three sons, Thomas K. Johnstone
of Newberry, Alan Johnstone of
Newberry and Washington, D. C.,
and J. Malcolm Johnstone of Co
lumbia; one sister, Mrs. Amelia Ken
nerly Hardy of Newberry; 24 grand
children and nine gr^at-grandchild-
ren.
Mrs. Johnstone was a member of
the Aveleigh Presbyterian church,
where the funeral was conducted
Sunday at 3 p. m. with the Rev. C.
A. Calcote and the Rev. J. W. Car-
son officiating. Burial followed in
the Johnstone cemetery. The follow
ing grandsons were active pallbear
ers:
J. Laurens Mills of Columbia, Dr.
George T. McCutcheon of Colum
bia, Alan M. Johnstone of Orange
burg, Job J. Mills of Boston, Thomas
K. Johnstone, Jr., of Columbia and
Ellerbee P. Johnstone of Charlotte.
$12,000 IN BACK PAY GIVEN
TWUA GROUP AT GAFFNEY
Gaffney, Otet. 31,—ApproxSmately
$12,000 in back pay was distributed
to 23 employes and former employes
and to the estate of a late employe
of Hamrick mills as a part of the
settlement of a case brought before
the national labor relations board
charging the mill with violation of
the Wagner act in the alleged dis
charge of the workers for union ac
tivities.
Checks were presented to the tex
tile workers at Hotel Carroll by Judge
Charles N. Feidelson of Atlanta, dir
ector of the tenth region of the NLRB
who was assisted by William E.
Spencer, also of Atlanta, a field ex
aminer for the regional board.
Don McKee, organizer for the
Textile Workers Union of America,
to which all the workers belong, also
participated in the distribution of the
checks.
Workers who were presented checks
and the amounts they received fol
low: Claude McCullough, $1,200; J.
L. Manning, $1,000; administrator of
the estate of Sam Coles, deceased,
$1,000; W. H. Hughey, 908; J. C.
Pittman, $900; Calvin Spencer, $600;
Violet Green, $600; Lawson Owens,
$300; B. W. Pittman, $350; Ester
Crawford, $512; Dood Kennedy,
$350; Idell Jackson, $400; T. C. Tarn-
hill, $430; Annie Morris, $300; Fran
cis Lamb, $300; Ed Cabiness, $500;
Cecil Branch, $300; G. D. Lavander,
$400; Hilliard Coker, $450; Delton
Wallace, $350; J. C. Johnson, $400;
Sam Bailey, $450; Lloyd Hughey, $7.-
20; and Bessie Fowler, $480.
German Propaganda Delivered in This
Country Free of Charge
l
International postal regulations
have placed the United States in
the ironic position of delivering free
of charge tons of propaganda design
ed to undermine the American form
of government.
Because of rules laid down by the
International Postal Union, Hitler is
able to ship untold thousands of book
lets and pamphlets into this country
and force the United States postal
authorities to distribute it for him
free.
The method used is simple. Un
der existing regulations, the nation
of original transmission retains the
fees for delivery, and the country
where international mail is finally
distributed makes the delivery free
of charge. So the German govern
ment merely turns out the required
stamps, attaches them to any pro
paganda it wishes to distribute in
America, and starts it on its journey
to this country. Uncle Sam handles
the mail free once it gets to America.
The Christian churches should seek
unity now, as never before, because
other force on earth can ultimately
defeat and destroy totalitarianism,
the Rev. Dr. Henry Sfhith Leiper, of
New York, foreign secretary for the
Federal Council of Churches of
Christ in America, said at joint Re
formation services at Trinity Meth
odist church , Charleston, Wednesday
night.
All Protestant churches partici
pated in the service, sponsored by
the Charleston Ministerial union.
Reformation day is a reminder of
a great moral crisis in the life of
the western world, he said. Out of
it eame religious decisions which
led to the development of political
and social change in the direction of
democracy.
“The church and in particular
the Protestant church, always has
been the cradle and citadel of the
democratic spirit,” he said. “Where-
the church has its freedom, demo
cratic ideals prevail. Where de
mocracy is respected, the church is
under restraint if not active perse
cution.”
Hostility Symptoms of Sickness
He said that one of the first
symptoms of a sick democracy is
hostility to the Christian church.
Where you find that, you find the
beginning of the breakdown which
leads to the rejection of democracy
as a valid principle of human rela
tionships. This leads to dictatorship
and totalitarianism.
The dictators, he pointed out, take
advantage of man’s incubarly reli
gious feeling and thus arises “the
ancient idolatry, streamlined and air
conditioned.”
“Totalitarianism, the modern idol-
otry, represents a basic purpose to
control people,” he said. “It wants
to control what they worship, since
worship is the recognition of that
which is most worthful, most valid,
in the determination of moral choices.
“Totalitarianism in every case pos-
Even the war has not handicapped
the process. Hitler ships his sub
versive propaganda by way of Rus
sia, and though this is a slower pro
cess than by the Atlantic ocean, it
eventually reaches its destination.
Has a Big Mailing List
The German propaganda ministry
has compiled a huge mailing list of
German-Americans living in the Unit
ed States. Each one on the list is
subjected to a constant bombardment
of propaganda in both English and
German. Many receive bundles of
50 or more for distribution among
Americans who are not on the regu
lar mailing list.
Attack the President
The system is so designed that
few German-Americans can get away
from constant reminders that they
are of German extraction and should
remain loyal to the nazl rorm of gov
ernment. Because there is no Ame
rican censorship, much of the material
contains attacks against the presi
dent, the United States system og
government, capital, the Jews, and
other groups—and the United States
foots the bill! ■
home support in Europe through the
domination of Hitler. Eighty per
cent of the Lutherans of the world
are in territory controlled by him,
“the greatest hater of Christ to-
today.”
Under totalitarianism, Dr. Leiper
said there is an explicit or im
plicit denial of the fact of a univer
sal God; brotherhood is not only re
jected, it is violently attacked, and
the anarchy of force and national
will takes the place of the concept
of universal moral law.
Jews Blamed for Christ
“Not only are the ideals of the
Bible and Jesus repudiated, but He
Himself is viciously and continuously
attacked,” he said. “Even the Jew§
in Germany are seen as chiefly guil
ty because their race produced Jesus
and the early church. This is a brand
new note in the age-old anti-Semitism
of'a world which has seen many var
ieties arise and pass away. The real
hatred is directed against Christian
ity.”
The totalitarian system, he pointed
out, rejects faith in man’s right to
worship God, faith in the sacredness
of man’s personality, faith in human
brotherhood and faith in the moral
law.
“Democracy does not create these
values,” he said. ‘It accepts them
from religion. They depend for their
maintenance on religion. Their con
tinuance is the only guarantee of any
adequate dynamic for democracy;
only true religion can conquer false
religion.
“Despite all our disagreements as
Christians belonging to various tra
ditions and schooled iru different
ways of thinking, we have fn com
mon every one of the great convic
tions which are basic to democracy
and which dictators are determined
to destroy.”
Mrs. D. J. Williams visited Mrs.
Emma Longshore in the Columbia
hospital Sunday. Mrs. Longshore
has been a patient there for two
weeks.
Harry Anderson of Clemson col
lege was a weekend visitor in the
home of his mother, Mrs. Paul An
derson.
t Sunday with Frances Wallace
oker College in Hartsville.
R. G. Wallace, Mary Arme
and Sara Linda Goggans sessed a Messianic leader, with char-
ismic qualities. He is prophet priest
and king. He opens a new kingdom
of heaven to all believers.”
Speaking of the church’s problem
i. J. B. Halfacre left Friday to — „ — - „ - n
her daughter, Mrs. John A. today, he pointed out that 3,500 mis-
CHURCH THE ONLY WAY
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