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THE NEWBERRY SUN
Classified Ads
AHOATS FOR SALE—I have 20
shoats for sale, weigh between 75
and 100 pounds. George E. Stone,
Newfcerry, S. C. Phone 572. 2tp.
PANSY PLANTS FOR SALE—We
will have the first shipment of
Steels Jumbo Pansy plants November
1st. Place your order now for one of
the shipments. Miss Mattie Adams.
Phone 611.
KNITTERS’ NOTICE—We still have
a complete line of Fall yarns—Come
and see us at our new location. Miss
Mattie Adams, 909 Wilson St., Phone
611.
FLOWERS—We are now specializing
in Flowers for ALL Occasions. Call
on us at any time for: Corsages, de
signs, potted plants and cut flowers.
Call at our new location at 909 Wil
son St., or Phone 511—day or night.
“We send flowers anywhere’’—Miss
Mattie Adams.
HEMSTITCHING—Bring your hem-
stib hing to Miss Mattie Adams at
her new location—909 Wilson Street.
Phone 511.
FOR RENT—Upstairs unfurnished
three room apartment with three
closets, bath, kitchenette, front
porch. With front and back en
trance. Apply Mrs. J. W. White,
1003 Caldwell St., opposite Metho
dist church. ll-ls&t-tf
PINE AND HARDWOOD TIMBER
FOR SALE: from large tracts in
Newberry and Fairfield counties. If
interested write E. C. Haff, The
Champion Paper & Fibre Co., Can
ton, N. C.
WANTED—Veals. Cows and Hogs;
also your Cow Hides. Se us before
you sell. The Newberry Abattoir.
FOR RENT—3 downstairs rooms, pri
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garage. Rent reasonable. Apply
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bath. Garage, shades, lights, water,
telephone and furnace. Price reason^
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165-W, Mrs. LeRoy Bradley. 8-3tp
SEED GRAIN FOR SALE
I have made arrangements with
The Ruff Bros., Agents for Allis
Chalmers machinery, Newberry, S. C.
to handle my seed grain.
Clemson Strain Beardless
Barley $1.25 per bu.
Marretts Strain Beardless
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Coker’s Fulgrain Oats . .$ .75 per bu.
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ALL SEED RECLEANED AND IN
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Please call on these boys and get good
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ESTATE OF DR. Z. T. PINNER
NOTiCE TO CREDITORS AND
DEBTORS
All persons having claims against
the estate of Dr. Z. T. Pinner, deceas
ed, are hereby notified to file the same
duly verified, with the undersigned
or her attorneys, Blease and Griffith,
Newberry, S. C., and all persons in
debted to said estate will please make
payment likewise.
Mrs. Maude Johnson Pinner,
Administratrix of the estate of Dr.
Z. T. Pinner, deceased.
November 6th, 1940. 83t
SUMMONS FOR RELIEF
STATE OF SOUTH CAROLINA,
COUNTY OF NEWBERRY
COURT OF COMMON PLEAS
i
Federal Farm Mortgage Corporation,
Plaintiff,
—vs—
Willie Singleton and Eugene
Gregory,
Defendants.
SUMMONS FOR RELIEF
(Complaint Served)
TO THE DEFENDANT(S) ABOVE
NAMED:
YOU ARE HEREBY SUMMONED
and required to answer the complaint
in this action, of which a copy is
herewith served upon you, and to
serve a copy of your answer to the
said complaint on the subscriber at
their office at 1221 College Street,
Newberry, S. C., within twenty days
after the service hereof, exclusive of
the day of such rervice; and if you
fail to answer the complaint within
the time aforesaid, the plaintiff in
this action will apply to the Court for
the relief demanded in the complaint.
Dated at Newberry, S. C.,
the 1st day of November, 1940
.CLARKSON, HUNTER & HARLEY
Plaintiff’s Attomey(s)
TO THE NON-RESIDENT DEFEND
ANT, WILLIE SINGLETON,
You will take notice that the origin
al Complaint in this action together
with the original Summons, of which
the foregoing is a copy, were filed in
the office of the Clerk of Court for
Newberry County, South Carolina, on
the 14th day of November, 1940, and
that the same are now on file there.
.CLARKSON, HUNTER & HARLEY
Plaintiff’s Attorney(s)
Our Mountinf Debt
State Auditor J. M. Smith estimates
the state’s deficit at the end of the
current fiscal year at $3,500,000. This
is very different from the high esti
mate of $5,000,000 that we have often
seen publishedi.
“Based upon the present rate of col
lection of revenue and upon the known
obligations of the present year this
estimate is too high,’’ he said.
He further states: “The result of
operations during the fiscal year 1940
will be an increase in the deficit of
approximately $1,650,000." This
with the established deficit of last
June 30 of $1,856,000 would total a
deficit at the end of the fiscal year of
$3,506,000.
He says: “This means that the
state is spending annually about $1,-
650,000 more than its income amounts
to.” This is serious enough, but not
so serious as many have come to be
lieve.
But why should the state go on
spending more than one and a half
million dollars annually than its in
come? Is there no way to cut down
the appropriations? Are we deter
mined to keep on spending in the face
of a constantly rising debt, burden ?
We are not one of the group of
pessimists that see utter ruin in the
present situation, but ♦e believe that
it is an unwise policy to keep on pil
ing up the debt load. We should spend
less, or increase in some way our
tax receipts. There is little sense in
going deeper in debt. The interest on
$3,600,000 is quite an item in itself,
even though the rate be low.
Are we through vanity trying to
keep spending in high gear? Should
we not find some reasonable way to
put down expenses rather than in
crease taxes ? We believe it can be
done: done without diverting road
funds and increasing taxes on liquor.
Indeed, we sincerely hope the state
will retire from the liquor business.
In the run of the years we believe
tax money from liquor sales yields
no real profit to a state. It costs
money to sell liquor, in our humble
opinion. The cost may come indirect
ly, but comes, nevertheless. It is es
timated that our tax from liquor
runs around $2,500,000 a year. But
this is by no means profit. We spend
something like $25,000,000 annually
for legalized liquor. What profit then
is there in legalized liquor?—Union
Times.
TAX NOTICE
The tax liooks will be open for col
lection of 1940 taxes on and after
October 1, 1910.
Tlie following is general levy for
all except special purposes:
Mills
Ordinary County 13
Bonds, Notes and Interest ... 1714
Roads and Bridges 2
Hospital (4
School — State 3
County School 514
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 17
2. Mt. Bethel-Garmany 5
3. Maybinton 2
4. Long Lane 5
5. McCullough 5
6. Cromer ^ 0
8. Reagin
9. Deadfall
10. Utopia
11. Hartford
8
12. Johnstone
5
13. Stony Hill
14. Prosperity
15
15. O’Neall
18. Faarview
19. Midway
21. Central
22. St. Phillips
23. Rutherford
4
24. Broad River
25. New Hope-Zion ..
26. Pomaria
27. Red Knoll
28. Helena
4
29. Mt. Pleasant
8
30. Little Mountain ..
16%
31. Wheelamd
32. Union
33. Jolly Street
34. St. Paul
2
35. Peak
4
37. Mudlic
38. Vaughnville
39. Ctaappels
6
40. Old Town
10
41. Dominick
42. Reedierville
10%
43. Bush River
10%
44. Smyrna
10%
45. Trinity
10
46. Burton
47. Tnanwood
10%
48. Jalapa
8
49. Kinards
50. Tabernacle
8
51. Trilby
4
52. Whitmire
53. Mollohon
4
54. Beth-Eden
55. Fork
57. Belfast
6
58. Silverstreet
59. Pressley
4
60. St. John
4
There will be a cme per cent (1%)
discount on general County taxes
through October 30, 1940.
On and after January 1, 1941, tht
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.
Into The Sunset
By JACKSON GREGORY
Sixth 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 out to be his brother,
Robert. Barry starts searching for
the murderer and goe-t 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 the
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.
He accuses Jesse of killing his broth
er and of being the Laredo Kid. Judge
Blue comes up behind, knocks Barry
unconscious and tejls Jesse (Laredo)
that Barry knows where there is gold
and he’s keeping him until he finds
out where it is. Barry escapes, how
ever, and as he is riding through the
mountains, a shot whizzes past his
ear. The man who fired the shot ex
plains that he thought Barry was the
Laredo Kid and that he had pledged
himself to killing the Kid. Barry and
his new acquaintence, Timberline, be
came close friends. Barry leaves "him
in his search for Laredo and finally
goes to Red Rock where, going thru
a valley, he sees three men attempt
ing to capture a beautiful girl. Barry
rescues her, finds where she lives and
then heads for a nearby cabin in
which he formerly lived. There he
finds Timberline occupying the cabin.
“Yuh’re always trackin’ me down,
ain’t you?” said Timberiine.
“Whose cabin is this anyhow?” de
manded Barry.
“Mine. I found it. The man that
made it must have left the country.
There ain’t been nobody livin’ in it
for more’n a year; yuh c’n tell by the
way the brush has growed up. What
yuh laughing at, Hyena?”
Barry sat up and felt glad that
he hadn’t come back to a destered
cabin. It was good to see old Timber-
line again. He said:
“I reckon we’ve got to be pardners
whether you like it or not.”
‘Tomorrow morning, I’ll show you
where the gold is.”
“It don't happen to be back towards
Red Rock, do It?”
“Yes, Why?”
“That’s lucky,” said Timber. “Yuh
got to go to Red Rock anyhow tomor
row. That is unless—-Yuh didn’t hap
pen to see her today, did you,”
“Who?” said Barry.
“A real purty girl. Name of Lucy,”
said Timberiine. “Got to know her
purty good when I come through.
She’s had a sort of comedown in life
since yuh seen her last. Look in at
the Gold Nugget lunch counter. Yuh’ll
find her there.”
They turned in early that night,
turned out early in the morning.
Barry thought, “Strange how things
work out.” Today he would see
Lucy—but yesterday he had seen that
other girl.
Barry feeling queer about it all,
rode on Into Red Rock, looking for
the Gold Nugget lunch counter.
Lucy, behind the counter was cut
ting an apple pie when he came in.
He stood there and stared. Lucy! Not
Lucy Blue at all, but his little sister,
Lucy!
“Barry”, she cried, and dropped
pie and knife, and came running into
his arms.
Her husband, Zachary Blount, was
dead of pneumonia. She had tried so
hard not to be glad! For he had been
a brute, and she had found him to be
as crooked as a stake-and-rider fence.
“I found out so many things,” said
Lucy in a hushed voice, both her lit
tle hands hugging one of Barry’s big
brown ones. “Judge Blue—he is a
terrible man, Barry. Nobody knows it;
everyone thinks he’s grand. But he is
the worst man in the world.”
They chattered for half an hour
and didn’t get said half the things
they wanted to say. Barr;/ rode back
to Timberiine at the creek, promising
to return the next day.
Arrived at the creek he found Tim
berline’s two companions.
“Look here. Timber,” he said sob.
arly, “We’re pardners. But I don’t
know as much about gold mining as
a pig knows about a fiddle, and while
you’re a man who ought to know it
all, all you do is jump around like a
grasshopner in n hot skillet. Let’s go
get us a third pardner, some man that
knows about making a mine nay.”
“Shore,” he said, mollified with
never another word from Barry.
“Shore, Sundown. Don’t I know it?
They’s a young squirt name of March,
Ken March, son o’ ol’ Big Moments
March, 'an’ he knows sasfras from
gumbo anyhow. He’s a minin’ engi
neer, born o’ minin’ daddy an’ grand
dad, an’ he’s in town. I’ll go git him.”
“Grease the trail and slide,” said
Barry.
Timberiine slid.
Barry opened his roll, got out his
razor and went briskly to work on
the stubble on his face. He washed
at the creek; he had an extra shirt
and put it on.
He stopped his horse near the
barn. A voice said “Lookin’ for
somebody stranger?”
Barry didn’t turn. He just said
crisply, “Whose place is this?”
“Judge Blue’s, o’ course,” said the
stable hand. ,
“There’s a girl lives here,” said
Barry. “Who is she?”
“Why, Miss Lucy, o’ course!”
“Judge at home?” asked Barry,
and was glad to receive a prompt
“No,” in answer. So he asked next:
“Miss Lucy? She’s here, though?”
Yes. Miss Lucy was there. Barry
left his horse at the stable and walk
ed on to the house.
Then he heard a man speaking,
and Barry stiffened to a dead stop.
The man in there was making love
to a pretty girl, and sounded in dead
earnest—and there was not a doubt
in Barry Haveril’s mind that at last
he had come up with Cousin Jesse,
the long sought Laredo Kid.
Barry didn’t even think of stop
ping to knock at a closed door. He
simply threw it open and burst in
upon the two people in the big living
room.
The two sprang apart. Barry, his
eyes blazing, cried hotly:
“Got you, Laredo 1 You—”
He broke, short off, and the hand
that had slid down to his gun rested
there, fingers gripping but making
no move to draw the weapon. He
started at the man facing him and fell
into utter confusion.
He had been so sure of Jesse Con
roy’s voice — but was this Cousin
Jesse ?
The girl flushed and indignant,
broke the brief electrical silence.
“What do you mean by this sent
of thing?” she demanded hotly.
“What right have you to break into
our house like this?”
Barry said, looking not at her at
all, but steadily at her companion:
“You are Jesse Conroy.”
The other laughed in his face, yet
his eyes remained as watchful as a
hawk’s. Also his ungauntleted right
hand, like Barry’s was on his gun.
He said drawlingly:
“Just now you called he another
name. Laredo Kid wasn’t it? Sup
pose you make up your mind.”
"You are Jesse Conroy,” said
Barry. “You’re the Laredo Kid.”
The girl looked from one to an
other, not knowing what to think.
“You are the man—” she began.
Barry nodded. “On the trail, yes.
And you’re Lucy?”
“I am Lucy Blue, yes,” she said
quite coolly,
“Then we used to be friends,”
said Barry. “Friends for one short
day anyhow. I am Barry Haveril. It
was three years ago, at Tylersville.”
She gasped and her eyes opened
wide. Then she studied him harder
than ever.
“I—I wouldn’t know you,” she
said slowly. “You have changed a
great deal.”
“Sometimes a few years make
differences. I didn’t know you eith
er. And my cousin here, Jesse Con
roy has changed more than we have.
I think. But I knew his voice—”
“Is that why you thought him your
cousin?” At last she laughed a little
but even so there remained a tense
ness in the room. “Well, I can tell
you that you’ve made a mistake. This
is Tom Haveril—”
“Tom Haveril?” asked Barry
frowning. “I never heard of any
Tom Haveril.”
“If you should happen to be a Hav
eril,” said the other man smilingly,
“I suppose you know someone here
about who can vouch for you?”
“Why of course*” exclaimed Bar
ry. “My sister! You know her, too,
Miss Lucy! You knew her in Tylers
ville; she has the same name as you.
Lucy Haveril she was, then Lucy
Blount,”
“Oh!” exclaimed Lucy. “Of course
I know her. She’s my dearest friend.
If-if you should really prove to be
her brother, I’d be so happy!”
A dull baffled rage seethed within
him: He knew this was Jesse, the
Laredo Kid—only he didn’t know!
“I’ll be going now,” he said slowly,
and felt defeated. To the man he
said, “If you’re Cousin Jesse, and
I think you are, then you’re Laredo
too, and I’m going to kill you.”
He headed straight to Red Rock to
see his sister and have her go out
to Judge Blue’s to talk to Lucy. The
first man he encountered was old
Timberiine, just starting back to
camp.
Timber greeted him with enthus
iasm, inspired, Barry suspected, by a
drink or two. The old man said:
“I seen young Ken March, Sun
down, an’ it’s all fixed. He was jus’
lookin’ aroun’ for a chance like this
You see, he’s a minin’ man an’ al
ways was, but not like me. Minin’
engin-eer, is what he says he. is.”
QUEEN ELIZABETH L EAVES NEW
YORK FOR WAR DUTIES
New York, Nov. 12.— The $30,000,-
000 British liner Queen Elizabeth,
which came to New York secretly
eight months ago to escape the dan
gers of war, slipped out of her berth
of safety today to go into active ser
vice in the British cause.
Although British officials refused
to divulge the plans for the 85,000-
ton vessel, the largest ever built, it
was assumed she was to join her sis
ter ship, the Queen Mary, in carry
ing troops from far-flung parts of
the empire to war zones.
The Elizabeth, not yet completed
when she left her English pier, ar
rived off Sandy Hook on March 7 af
ter a secret maiden voyage.
It was planned then to keep her
here “for the duration.” But the
heavy loss of British ships forced a
change in those plans. For weeks,
preparation for sailing have been un
der way.
BRITISH MASONS GIVE JEWELS
TO WAR CAUSE
The United Grand Lodge turned
over a check for more than 10 thous
and pounds to the British treasury
recently to go toward the prosecution
of the war. The money came from
voluntarily contributed Masonic jew
els‘which were melted down to their
base metals and sold.
Since the value of such jewels lies
in the workmanship rather than the
actual metal, this sum represents but
a fraction of the cost of these Mas
onic jewels. Each Mason who con
tributed a jewel received a special
acknowledgement from the grand sec
retary of the Unifc-d Grand Lodge of
England.
Being Specific
Mrs. Modern (calling to husband
upstairs): “Will you bring down my
hat, dear?”
Husband: “Well, I don't know the
difference between your hat and your
handbag. Which is which?”
Mrs. Modem: “The one without any
money in it is my hat, darling.”
Everyone is as God made him, and
often a great deal worse.—Cervantes.
Barry said, “Fine.”
He rode on. A few minutes later
he saw the many yellow lights of Red
Rock down below him, and heard Red
Rock roistering. He thought: I’m go
ing to set Sister Lucy out of that
place. She can keep house for Tim
ber and me—when we get a house.”
But Lucy wasn’t at the lunch
counter, and her assistant didn’t know
where she was or when she was com
ing back. Where did she live? Back
yonder a piece, with the Prices.
Mrs. Price, sitting on her porch
when Barry rode up, hadn’t seen Lucy
and wasn't expecting her; It wasn’t
time for her to be coming home.
Barry left word that he’d be hack,
and rode to the saloon.
There were perhaps forty men In
the place, yet almost Instantly Barry’s
roving eye found Tom Haveril, and
marked who it was with him. It was
Judge Blue.
Barry strode through the long room
making a bee line to the two at the
far end of the bar.
“Hello, Judge,” he said quietly.
The Judge regarded him a moment
without speaking, taking him in from
head to foot. Then “Do I know you ? ”
“I hoped you’d remember me. I’m
Barry Haveril. Three years ago,
over at Tyler—”
“I remember that day . I remember
Barry Haveril. Changed a lot,
haven’t you?”
“Not more than most folks around
my age do in three years. I was just
a kid then, I guess.
The Judge’s eyes bored into him
And you—if it was you—walked out
on me that night without a word!”
“There were reasons,” said Barry
The Judge nodded slowly.
“My daughter, Lucy,” he said pres
ently, “was beset by some ruffians on
the trail. If it was you who gave her
a hand, I have you to thank. And if
you can ever lead me to the ruf
fians—”
“One was called Sarboe,” said
Barry. “But I didn’t come here to
talk of this, and I don’t want any
thanks. But maybe you can tell me
who this man that you’re drinking
with ? ”
“Why,” cried the Judge, and sound
ed heartier, “It’s my friend Tom Hav
eril! By thunder! If you are Barry
Haveril, you two might be related!”
“I’m not hunting any kinship,” said
Tom Haveril. “I think we are cous
ins, and that this is Jesse Conroy.
They used to call him the Laredo Kid.
You’d know Judge!”
“I’d know Laredo?” said Judge
Blue mildly.
“The man at the Judge’s side said,
ever more drawlingly: “Look at his
gun, Judge. Like one the Kid used to
tote, isn’t it?”
“You’re a stanger here,” he said
to Barry. “Tom Haveril isn’t. Many
will step up and vouch for him even
though he hasn’t been here all his
life. How about you?
The up-and-up young rancher
spoke swiftly:
“He says Lucy Blount is his sister.
He says she can tell us.”
“Well, then,” exclaimed the Judge,
and sounded hearty once more. “Let’s
step over and see Lucy Blount! Any
thing she says goes with me. Come
ahead boys—”
(TO BE CONTINUED)
MANY S. C. NEEDY FEEL
“LET DOWN”
Daniel Shows Funds Slash Has Cut
Aid Lists, Amounts Given
Columbia, Nov. 12.—Director Thom
as H. Daniel said today that the
state public welfare department “has
found it necessary to make drastic
reductions” this fiscal year because
state-federal funds were $513,000 less
than for the preceding year.
Reductions have been made, Dan
iel said in a statement, “both in the
number of persons receiving public
assistance and in the amounts which
can be provided for those who are in
need of assistance”. As a conse
quence, he added, many needy indi
viduals feel that they have been “let
down”.
Daniel said that “it has also been
found practically impossible to add
any appreciable number of persons
to the lists of those who receive as
sistance.”
Of the $613,000 reduction the di
rector said that about $417,000 was
sliced from old age assistance, about.
$27,000 from aid to dependent child
ren, about $18,000 from aid to the
needy blind and approximately $49,-
000 from general relief.
Thanksgiving
Dinner
(November 21st)
50c
TURKEY and all the
side dishes
Busy Bee Cafe
RETURNS TO GREENVILLE
Miss Betty Jean Toohey, of Green
ville, spent the weekend with Mrs.
John M. Kinard on Calhoun street.
Her mother, Mrs. E. H. Toohey, spent
Sunday in Newberry, and returning
to Greenville with her were her
daughter, Betty, and her mother, Mrs.
J. Y. McFall, who has been with her
sister, Mrs. J. M. Kinard, for the past
few months.
DRINK MAY RIVAL BOMBS AS
KILLERS
The new year telebrations with
which Americans greet 1941 may be
marred by as many, or possibly more
motor vehicle killings and maimings
than the bombing casualties of total
war in European capitals, warn safe
ty authorities of the National Conser
vation Bureau, accident prevention
division of the Association of Casualty
and Surety Executives, New York
city.
The Peril Is Great
“It seems a certainty that unless
many of our new year’s eve celebra
tions radically mend their ways, this
new year’s eve, hundreds of Ameri
ca’s drinking drivers and pedestrians
who are alive on December 31, 1940,
will not see the dawn of January 1,
1941,” says the association.
“This peril is so great,” it con
tinues “that it should be forcefully
impressed upon the minds of all per
sons who are prone to overdo their
farewell io the old year and their sa
lute to the new. The year-round sta
tistics dealing with drink and traffic
accidents are ghastly enough—but
those averages are multiplied many
times during the few hours on new
year’s eve.”
Traffic Fatalities and Drink
Here are a few facts concerning
the casualties that result from mix
ing alcohol and gasoline.
In one of every four fatal motor
accidents during 1939, either a driv
er or a pedestrian had been drinking.
One of every seven pedestrians and
one of every nine drivers had drunk
too heavily.
These statistics do not include the
passengers, either drinking or non-
drinking, who also lost their lives.
Those unfortunates were omanitted be.
cause they were presumably not cul-1
pable. Their number is legion.
Death Elbows In
As the new year’s eve rolls on and
restraint begins to disappear, Death
elbows into his place as rigmaster of
many parties. In one of every three
fatal accidents occurring at night,
the drinking driver or pedestrian
turns up as a member of the cast. But
it’s during the wee small hours of
the morning that the old man with
the scythe really begins to get in
his best licks.
Averages for the year show that
in the single hour between 2 and 3
o’clock in the morning there are
about 12 times as marty fatal motor
vehicle accidents per miles of travel
as there are during the sober hour
from 8 to 9 a. m.l
PARTISAN ELECTION FAILS TO
SPLIT AMERICANS
A foreign observer, watching the
American political scene during the
past few months, would have probably
come to the conclusion that the peo
ple of the United States were so
hopelessly split over the election that,
regardless of who won, the nation
would be disunited. But the election
has come and gone, and the United
States, is still here, still ready to de
fend it’s form of government, still
prepared to present a united front
against the forces of totalitarianism.
The ability of the minority to ac
cept the decision of the majority,
without bitterness or rancor, is an
American characteristic. Without it,
the United States would have fallen
apart from internal strife years ago.
This phenomenon has long been a~
source of mystery to nations of other
lands, particularly those ruled by a
dictator or his equivalent.
They see, on one hand, an electorate
so bitterly partisan that the voters
and politicians are almost at each
others’ throats. But the morning af
ter the election they awake to find
the losers congratula' ng the victors
and the United States once more a
strong united nation.
MANY POLLS BROKEN
Of the many present-day streamlin
ed pests that annoy the citizen, at
least one was thoroughly discredited
by the general election—the public
sentiment polls.
Imitating Dr. Gallup, these pollers
had become numerous and pestiferous.
One could hardly pick up a paper but
that some fellow or other was bel
lowing a forecast at him.
Turn the dial on your radio and
there was your poll friend telling you
who’d listen what was in store for
Roosevelt or Willkie. These prophetic
blasts came from newspaper report
ers, tooth brush salesmen, soap suds
barkers, and a varied host of other
folk who claimed to have the “low
down” for us. Now it appears that all
missed their guesses, save Gallup
alone.
The poll-takers have run out of
“gas”.Their lack of fuel will give us
a rest.
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WE SHOULD TAKE THE PLANES
There seems to be some argument
between our government and that of
the French over 100 warplanes that
rest on board a French aircraft car
rier in the harbor of Port de France,
island of Martinique. These planes
were built in this country for France
and were on their way to that coun
try when Petain surrendered to the
Germans. Now Uncle Sam. wants
the French to turn them back to him
for his own use or the British. The
French object and are holding on to
the warbirds.
Few Americans would want to
make the lot of the French any hard
er than it is, but these planes are
a potential threat to the security of
the southeast. If they got into Ger
man hands we might expect attack
and none of the southeastern cities
are prepared to resist aerial assault.
They could be wiped out in little
time by squadrons of bombers.
This threat should be removed from
our backdoor at once. If a polite re. j
quest to turn the planes over to us
failed of its purpose, then a United
States military force sufficiently
strong to do the job, should be sent
‘ with orders to take them regardless.
iriUigESTION
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CUTS-
F*r •tapping blredtng la 9m— mt
minor eata and lacerations and far
healing the wound, apply