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THE NEWBERRY SUN, NEWBERRY. S. C. CORNER WILL OF THE WIND By WILLIAM BRANDON M RS. HACKETT found her in the bedroom crying. She stood in the doorway and said grimly: "I came in to borrow some sugar, Sylvie. The door was open so I just walked in. Now what on earth's wrong with you?” Sylvia sat up and dried her eyes. Her starched gingham skirt was wrinkled and her black hair was tangled and disordered. A curling strand of it hung down beside her nose like an ink stain. A pin had come out of her imitation lace collar and it had fallen down to catch in the red buckle at her waist. She said shakily, “Hello, Mrs. Hackett. N-othing.” Mrs. Hackett drew down the cor ners of her mouth. “Nothing, my foot. It’s because of Chip wanting to pull up stakes and go to Canton. Isn’t it? Of course it is.” “Why?” Sylvia wailed. “What did you do?” "Well,” Mrs. Hackett said, "you can take it for what it’s worth, Sylvia. It worked with Mr. Hackett, I know that.” “But what was it?” “Whenever he worked himself up to a pitch about cutting loose and chasing away some place after something he thought was better, I simply gave him his way.” Sylvia looked disappointed and puzzled. “01*." “But,” Mrs. Hackett said pro foundly, “he didn’t know it. I took him on a trip. Just a week or so. And I kept him on the jump every minute of it. I always liked little trips around, ^anyway. Well, by the time that man would get home again he’d be so tired of jumping around that he wouldn’t have left They were gone six days. Each day Sylvia had them up and driving ai daylight and she kept on the job, circuiting the sights at the next stop, until late at night. She called upor Chip to stop often at roadside standi where she purchased carved orna ments and bumpy pottery. She plied him with hot dogs, soft drinks and bad coffee. She was sur prised and delighted at the glazed look that appeared in his eyes on the third day. Mrs. Hackett came over the day after they returned. She said, “Well!” and paused expectantly, holding the cup of sugar in both hands. “He went back to work today,” Sylvia said. There was a listless note in her voice. “He hasn’t said anything about going to Canton for days.” "Mm! And what did he say when he got home?” She pursed her lips. “That he never thought it would look so good to him?” Sylvia nodded. She sat down on a kitchen chair and swung one foot and watched it pensively. "Just ex actly," she said. “You won’t even be able to get him to stir out of the house to a pic- Sylvia slapped the lock of hair out of her eyes. “I won’t be a boomer’s wife!” she flared. “I won’t!” “Mm,” Mrs. Hackett said sourly. “ *A boy’s will is the wind’s will.’ That’s a poem. It’s the truest thing in the world. Don’t do no good to fight against it. Remember that and you’ll have it easier.” “I won’t be a boomer’s—b-boom- er’s wife! I won’t drag around to one mill after another all my life, and never have anything, no home, and no—no nothing! I won't!” “Well, it’s his job, if he wants to throw it away.” “It isn’t! It’s just as much mine as it is his! I don’t believe in that old idea that a woman’s just a—a slave, to follow a man around at whatever h* happens to want to do!” “Oh, you don’t,” Mrs. Hackett said. “And just what can you do about it?” Sylvia bowed her head and scrubbed unhappily at her cheeks with her handkerchiet “I don’t know,” she sobbed. “Of course you don’t. You’re noth ing but a child.” Mrs. Hackett sniffed. "You'd be twenty years finding out what to do and by that time it’s too late to do you any good. Unless there’s somebody around to tell you to begin with. Somebody who knows.” Sylvia was not impressed. “What could you tell me, Mrs. Hackett? What could anyone do? I’ve argued with him until I’m almost crazy but he—he doesn’t even listen any more. He’s got his mind set on moving on, to something different that won’t be any different at all, and then he’ll want to go again, and—” “ ’A boy’s will is the wind’s will,’ ” said Mrs. Hackett. “That’s what the poem says. It’s just as true of a man or an old man, for that matter. The older they get the truer it gets, I reckon. Only they kind of give up trying to do any thing about it after so long a time.” She pushed up her lower lip and looked down her nose at Sylvia. "Like Mr. Hackett.” Sylvia looked up, startled. “You mean Mr. Hackett used to — want to—” “He was the hardest man to hold down in this town. He got tired of everything, that was his trouble. It’s a sort of laziness, that’s all it is. But be stuck here. He stuck, all right.” They went np Into Michigan, Minnesota and Iowa and St. Lonis for a pension. That,” Mrs. Hackett said, “is something you find out about men, Sylvia. They like to start but they like getting back a whole lot more.” • Sylvia said doubtfully, "It doesn’t sound like Chip would—” “Maybe he wouldn’t. I’m the last person in the world to try to give folks advice, Sylvia. Nobody wants it and I guess everyone has to sew his own seam anyway. But Mr. Hackett says they’re shutting down for a week for the millwright’s gang, and if Chip was to spend that week in a car bouncing along from one place to another, without even a chance to catch his breath . . . Well, ’a boy’s will is the wind’s will,’ and the wind can change in a min ute.” “But what if he wouldn’t want to go?” “Mm. You tell him you want a little vacation before you move to Canton. If he thinks you've given in about that he’ll take you. You try it and see." They went up into Michigan, west to Wisconsin, down through Minne sota and Iowa and St. Louis to Mem phis, east to Knoxville and up through Louisville to come home. west to Wisconsin, down through to Memphis. ture show for a month. I told you. Wind’s will, that’s the poem. They’re all alike.” She put the cup of sugar on the kitchen cabinet and looked at Sylvia and frowned. “But I wouldn't say you look so happy about it, Sylvie. But you’re tired.” Sylvia stopped swinging her foot and rested her chin on her hands. She sighed and said, “Only of this town, I guess. I was just thinking, when we came back yesterday, and it looked so ... so old and so shabby and dull and tiresome . . . and I thought that we'll spend all our lives here.” Mrs. Hackett drew back and re garded her and then said again de fensively, "You’re just tired, Sylvie.” Sylvia looked up and her eyes were sparkling. "But I’m not,” she said. “I had a wonderful time.” CROSSWORD PUZZLE ot Horizontal 1 Shades of a primary color 5 Fish 9 Egress 10 Weaver- bird 11 Variety willow 12 Lairs 14 Wild horses (Tex.) 15 Any power ful deity 17 High (mus.) 18 Affirmative reply 19 African antelope 20 New I Testament ’ (abbr.) 21 Observe 22 Fruit of the palm 23 Pampers 25 Nail 27 Mandate 28 Centimeter (abbr.) 30 Leap 31 Caress 32 Shinto temple 33 Jewish month 34 Fancy ball clothes 35 Ankle bone (anat.) 38 People of Ireland 39 Civil wrong 40 Wagon 41 Female sheep (pi.) 42 Antlered animal (poss.) 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It seems to me, however, that, everything considered, the most charming woman who ever lived was not a movie actress, an Egyp tian queen, or the heroine of a popu lar novel She was instead a mild, middle-aged woman who lived in Paris around the middle of the Nineteenth century. Her name was Madame Re- camier, and although she left be hind nothing but an exquisite legend “as of a rose that had bloon.ed for a while in a garden and vanished," men and women still praise her. The secret of Madame Reca- mier’s charm was that she put her self always in the other person’s place. “She was an enchanting lis tener,” one of her admirers said. She was. She rarely spoke herself. But she did something far more im portant—she contrived to make you say bright and witty things. She had tremendous tact. When you called at her home, she smiled graciously, made you feel more wel come than you’d ever felt anywhere before. She wasn’t flowery or ex travagant about it. It was the way she said what she said rather than the words she used. One of her friends, the great French author Sainte-Beuve, wrote on the day after her death, “She would have liked to stop everything at April — her heart remained at early Spring.” What did she offer these persons that they loved her so? Not wealth. Hers was lost. Not position. She lived in a four-room flat. Then what? The sheer charm and power of a perfect personality. Jeanne Francoise Recamier was her full name. She lived in Paris from 1777 to 1849. To this day when writers want to set up a standard of charm and personality, they choose her as their model Storm Facts Set Right Col. Jason Z. Pemmican, a sur vivor of the famous eastern blizzard of ’88, who has been too indignant over comparisons of recent snow storms with it to speak calmly, has succeeded in regaining his com posure sufficiently to get a few things off his chest. "Mere flurries our modern snowfalls!” declared the colonel. “Nothing beyond a thin covering of light flakes! Any sur vivor of the blizzard of '88 would have been glad to have brushed away the highest drifts on Manhat tan Island with his hat. * “The blizzard of ’88 was a bliz zard. It had zero weather, terrific gales and more snow, no matter what our incompetent and unin formed weather bureaus say. I don’t care what the weather man says about more snow on the level in this peewee storm. None of it was on the level in '88, and four dozen stalwart men who went out to measure it were never heard of again. Their in struments were later found in a snowslide 75 miles north. "In New York a bronze eagle, weighing 28 pounds, atop the Grand Union Hotel, was blown clear across Brooklyn and later found buried un der six feet of snow on the roof of a bath house at Coney Island. A cigar store Indian near Niblo’s Gardens got caught in an ice floe and was later found in the lobby of Barnum’s Museum miles away. A marble statue of Daniel Webster that was away uptown for that era got turned completely around in 'a sudden gust and ice cracked the base. • “A farmer milking a cow in a shed on a farm where the Commodore Hotel now stands got brick ice cream. He started for his cottage 100 yards away but was buried in snow before he made it. The cow was in a perfect state of preserva tion that July, but it took time to get the ice off. Why I felt so cold for years after that blizzard that ten years later I went to the Klondike which seemed to me like a summer resort. • • • Special Delivery Letters Ex-King Michael of Romania, Dear Mike: What a break you got In getting kicked out! Not to have to go on being a king anywhere on earth these days, especially in the Bal kans, oh boy! I bet it was like get ting a last minute pardon after what looked like a life stretch. It seems only yesterday that your picture was a rotogravure special. You were just a scared looking kid who seemed always to be asking “Where’s popper this time?” Most of the time you couldn’t figure whether the old gent was a king or a traveling man and you must have had a tough time as a child under standing whether you were to suc ceed to a throne or a sleeping car. The old gent abdicated so often that the Romanian throne was the only one in the world that had to be fitted with metal slots with the words "Oc cupied” and “Unoccupied.” ♦ It looked for a while as If Moscow would be brutal enough to let you go on being king, but just when no escape seemed at hand you fell in love and went in for a capitalistic thing like engagement and marriage without the necessary Kremlin pass ports to a private life, and presto you were let out without even two weeks* notice and only small sev- erence pay. * Congratulations, however, as it was a close call. Now you can love a fine young woman, marry her and sit around in a bathrobe, while the wife cooks some scrambled eggs, without bringing on international complications, threatening world peace providing Vishinsky nuts. What is more you can come home at night, kiss the wife and say “What’s new, toots?” without being accused of warmongering. You deserved it, Michael, my boy. Elmer. SILVER LINING On winter I am keeping score— The sky is dark At half-past four. But here’s a thought To warm the heart— The season barely gets a start Before the days Start lengthening. And later sunsets Hint that spring. Though distant, Can’t be far behind. • ’Tis thus to gooseflesb I’m resigned. • • • Henry Wallace says he may with draw his candidacy at any time when he decides either major party takes a stand of which he can ap prove. This introduces for the first time in any ring a man’s hat equipped with emergency exits and fire escapes. • • • CAN YOU REMEMBER— Back when all barflies were male? • • • Our idea of a fabulously rich man is a fellow who can hire a touring car in Miami for a whole weekend. U. S. Teaches How Things Are Done Instructions Covering Big Variety of Subjects Are Available at G. P. 0. WASHINGTON. — Do you want to learn how to: Judge a house? Speak Aleut? Raise a baby? Cook a beaver? Run a small sawmill business? Your government will tell you. It will tell you how to do almost any thing on earth. Instructions on an astonishing variety of subjects have been pre pared by various government agen cies and are sold by the government printing office (G.P.O.) at pripes generally ranging from 5 to 50 cents. Cooking recipes — except for fish and game — are prepared by the agriculture department’s bureau of home economics. Fish and game recipes are by the fish and wildlife service, interior department. The home economics experts there teach you how to cook beaver, raccoon and opossum as well as nearly everything that lives in water — from trout to blowflsh, not to mention garfish, squid and conch. All About Babies. Babies are the problems that most people ask about, “Infant Care” written by the children’s bureau of the labor department, is the G.P.O.’s all-time best seller — close to four million copies at 15 cents each. Sec ond best seller is “Prenatal Care” for 5 cents — more’ than two and one-quarter million copies. Third best is “Your Child From One to Six,” for 15 cents — approaching two million copies. Publications on pilot training, navigation, aerodynamics and other aviation subjects are the second most popular group. They are pre pared by the civil aeronautics ad ministration and some have sold more than 400,000 copies each. The government has answers for nearly all the problems you meet as you go through lite. The office of education provides a vast amount of advice on reading and schooling, and the public health service all through the years gives latest information on keeping healthy. If you want to go into business, the commerce department will tell you how to establish and operate a great variety of enterprises — a grocery store, service station, beauty shop, year-round motor court, shoe repair shop, weekly newspaper. These publications were produced chiefly for veterans who wanted to start small businesses. Stamps and Jndo. When the time comes to buy a home, you can learn for 25 cents “How to Judge a House.” For an other 20 cents you can learn “Care and Repair of the House.” There are pamphlets on financing a home, landscaping it, remodeling it and controlling termites. There are instructions on making things for the home out of castoff boxes and odd pieces of lumber. Farmers and their wives can learn almost anything they want to itnow about running a farm or a farmhouse. Much of the household and gardening information is as use ful to city or suburban folk as to farmers. Hobbyists can get the government to tell them about postage stamps, basic photography, fishing, leather- craft, woodworking, raising squabs, collecting insects or medicinal plants or practicing judo. The judo instructions <40 cents) were pre pared for soldiers by the war de partment. The other pamphlets, too, bad some such specific purpose, rather than just encouraging hob- oies. If you are feeling arty, for $5 the G.P.O. will sell you its "Album of American Battle Art.” If you want to learn the language of the Aleutian natives, get the interior depart ment’s “The Aleut Language,” the first text in which Aleut words were printed in Roman characters with English definitions. The Russians previously had done the only work on the Aleut speech. ‘Paralytic’ Becomes Spry When Police Raid the Place GENOA, ITALY.—Luciana Galli- pani, 25-year-old cigaret black mar keteer, recovered miraculously from “paralysis” in a supreme effort to get away from the police. The young woman, whose legs have been believed paralyzed for several years, was selling contra band American cigarets at the en trance to the arsenal when the po lice made a surprise raid. Luciana struggled to her feet, took a tottering step or two while leaning against the wall for support, and then ran off fast enough to out distance her pursuers. Mother Five Minutes Late At Bedside of Dying Son FORT BRAGG, N. C.—A CaUfor- nia mother completed a transconti nental flight to see her dying son- five minutes too late. Mrs. Margue rite Whitting of San Diego arrived at a Fort Bragg hospital at 3:35 a. m., but her son. Pvt. Earl Whit ting, 23, of the airborne engineers, had died at 3:30 a. m. of injuries suffered in a motorcycle mishap ai Fayetteville. The mother traveled by air from San Diego to Raleigh, and was rushed to Fort Bragg by a Red Cross car. SCRIPTURE: Isaiah 53:4-6; Matthew 1:21; 5:17; 20:26-28; Luke 19:1-10; He brews 4:15, 16. DEVOTIONAL READING: Isaiah 53* 1-12. His Work of Salvation Lesson for February 1, 1948 DROFESSOR WILLIAM JAMES 1 was once asked to give a defini tion of Christianity. He replied, “1 doubt if there is a satisfactory defi nition of Christian ity, but I can give you an example ol it — Dr. Phillips Brooks.” Our lesson foi Sunday tells us many things about Jesus, his work of salvation chiefly. But before we can understand what he does, we must look Dr. Newton a 8 ain at who he was and is. We be gin with Isaiah 53:1-12. Who can read those majestic words without tears? And then we come to Matthew 1:21, "And thou shalt call his name Jesus, for he shall save his people from their sins.” Then go on to read Matthew 5:17-28, Luke 19:1-10, and Hebrews 4:15, 16. The key verse, it seems to me, in Sunday’s lesson is Luke 19:10, “The Son of man came to seek and to save that which was lost.” Hold tc this key, and every door will open in this lesson. JESUS HELPS ZACCHAEUS TN THE first ten verses of the 19tb chapter of Luke we have the fas cinating story of Jesus calling Zac- chaeus down from the tree, forgiv ing his sins, and entering into his house. The disciples complained that Jesus had gone to lunch with a man that was a sinner. It was then that the Master declared, “The Son ol man is come to seek and to save that which was lost.” Zacchaeus is but an illustration of what Jesus seeks to do for every man. He has not come to save a few, but “whosoever will.” He will not force himself upon any man, but he waits in hope of sav ing every man. The "worst” boy in your commu nity may be saved — will be saved — if only he will do as Zacchaeus did, come to Jesus, just as he is, confessing; his sin and believing on the Lord Jesus Christ. HOW JESUS CHANGES PEOPLE J ESUS saved Zacchaeus by for giving his sins and putting a new attitude in his heart. He had harmed many people, or at least they thought he had. They would not for give him. He may not have asked them to forgive him, but when he met Jesus and was changed by the re deeming grace of the Saviour, he proposed to restore fourfold wherever he may have wronged anyone. More than that, Zacchaeus offered to give the half of his goods to the poor. He gave con vincing evidence that he was a changed man. So will every man who believes in Jesus. But we must remember this, Zac chaeus bared his soul to the Saviour in repentance of his sins and be lieved on him as the Son of God be fore he manifested a changed atti tude. THE PURPOSE OF JESUS R ECALL again the words of the angel to Joseph, "Thou shalt call his name Jesus, for he shall save his people from their sins.” It was to save sinners like Zacchaeus that Jesus came down from heaven and died on the cross. That was and is his purpose. “He went about doing good, for God was with him,” Acts 10:38. We shall never understand the work of Jesus until we come to see him at work in every age and amongst all mankind to do the will of the Father in saving any and all who will come unto him in faith believing. “SO SEND I YOU” J ESUS calls upon you and upon me and upon every follower ol his to accept as the central purpose of our lives this mission of winning lost souls unto him. “As the Father hath sent me, so send I you.” 1 sat in a boat with two prom inent business men, fishing In a private lake one afternoon last No vember. Mr. Asa G. Candler of Atlanta and I were guests of Mr. Carr P. Collins of Dallas. We were at his Wild Briar farm, a few miles from Dallas. We were talk ing about the plight of the world. Mr. Collins said: “What is money worth if we think of it apart from the purpose of God? Until we come back to the words of Jesus, ‘So send I you,’ we cannot hope to improve the sorrowful plight of our frightened day and genera tion. AH men are lost until they come to know him as Saviour.” Let this testimony of one of God’s gentlemen be heard and heeded by laymen and preachers alike, and fear will give way to faith, and the kingdoms of this earth will becomt the kingdom of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. (Copyright by the International Council ol Religious Education on behalf ol 1 Protestant denominations. Released by wvu Features.) SEWING CIRCLE PATTERNS ■yOUR young daughter is sure - 1 to adore this pretty two piecer that makes her look so grown-up. 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