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THE NEWBERRY SUN
NEWBERRY. S. C.
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FICTIOMI anything for a friend m
■ ■ W ^ P By MARJO «^ ABBOTT 1j
S AM looked ur,':omfortable as be
stood with his large feet planted
awkwardly on Harriet Sweet's
oriental rug. His violin was tucked
under one arm, and with his free
band he pushed a thick lock of hair
away from his dark, ugly face.
‘‘All right, Sam, let's try It
again," said Harriet. She sat
straight-backed on the piano bench
and played the introduction to
"Traumerei” on the mahogany
grand. Her gray head kept time
to the music with lively little nods.
“Yes, ma’am,” said Sam. His
voice was changing. Every move
he made was done in an agony of
self-consciousness. He brought his
violin up to his chin, and then for
got himself as he brought the rich
tones to life beneath his fingers.
Harriet sighed as the last note
became stilled. "That was splendid,
Sam,” she said. “I haven’t another
pupil as talented as you are.”
A light showed briefly in his dark
eyes, tnd then he blushed and
moistened his lips.
Harriet wondered sometimes why
she wanted so much to win this
boy’s friendship. He was unattrac
tive. He had a last name she
couldn't begin to pronounce. It was
partly the longing of a lonely, child
less woman, she supposed, for
someone to mother.
The music should have formed
a bond between them. But up
to now she felt she was losing
the battle to pierce his shyness
and win Sam’s friendship. For
six months he had come to her
for his weekly lesson, but al
though she had tried in every
way she knew to get next to
the boy, she had failed.
“I have no friends,” he had told
her once bluntly, when she had
questioned him, and she had an
aching picture of him, working hard
after school to earn money to help
out at home with his brothers and
sisters, squeezing out the extra
dollar for a music lesson, practicing
late at night. She would have loved
to help him in some way, but he
was proud and independent.
Sam cleared his throat and wiped
his arm across his sweating fore
head.
. “Mrs. Sweet, I’m going to stop
taking lessons,” he said.
“Oh, Sa* ,” said Harriet, "Why?”
"My kid brother busted my violin.
This one is borrowed from my old
man’s sister just for tonight. I’m
going to earn another fiddle. It will
take a while. They have them at
Brothers’ music store for 15 bucks.
As soon as I get it I’ll be back.”
It was the longest speech he had
ever made.
Harriet reached over the bronze
bust of Beethoven on top of the pi
ano and took her own violin loving
ly from its alligator case.
"There’s no need of missing those
lessons, Sam,” she said. “You may
use my violin as long as you need
one.” She tried not to think about
the kid brother who busted violins.
This one had cost her a thousand
dollars.
Sam's face was shining. “Gee,
Mrs. Sweet. Gee! I’ll make it right
with you,” he added hastily.
“I know you’ll take good care of
it.”
“Oh, yes, ma'am.”
She followed up her advantage.
"I wish you’d always try to think
of me as your friend, Sam. I like
you very much.”
He looked down at the floor and
shifted from one foot to the other.
• • •
H ARRIET thought of Sam often
in the following week. She
thought of his large, strong hands
that would bring heartbreakingly
sweet melodies out of her violin.
She wondered if the boy would like
the incredibly rich, full tone of the
instrument.
She didn’t see him again till the
following week. As he came in he
was filled with a strange restless
ness that he couldn’t control.
"Last week you said that you were
my friend.”
“Why yes, Sam.”
"There’s something important
I’ve aot to ask you.”
This was the moment she had
been hoping for, in all her months
of knowing Sam.
“I’ll do anything I can for you,
Sam,” she said quietly.
He stood there facing her, almost
defiant in his earnestness. For the
He saw the look of surprise on
her face. His voice cracked as
he went on.
"Gosh, I know it probably cost
you some dough. I’d even pay 75
bucks for it.”
She was staring at him incred-
uously. There was no sound in the
room but the slow ticking of the
grandfather clock.
He flushed and looked down at the
floor. His fingers were restless on
his plaid cap. In a sudden agony of
embarrassment, he thrust his
hands behind him.
"You think it’s an O. K. fiddle
too,” he said. “I suppose I shouldn’t
be asking you for it. Even if you
are my friend.”
She hestitated only a moment be-
She had an aching picture of him, working hard after school
to earn money to help out at home with his brothers and sisters.
moment his shyness and awkward
ness were gone.
“I played your violin all week,”
he said feverishly. "It was smooth
as—as oil or something. Gee, it was
swell!” His eyes were blazing, and
his dark face was no longer ugly.
“Look, Mrs. Sweet, I can get
50 bucks from my uncle. I’d
work to pay it back to him.”
fore she walked toward him and
placed her small, blue-veined hand
lightly on his arm.
"Yes, Sam. I am a little attached
to the instrument. But if you think
you can raise 50 dollars, the violin
is yours. For a moment I was
shocked, because you see, 50 dollars
is quite a bit of money to take. Es
pecially from a friend.”
Tricks for Teens
By Nancy Pepper
PETTICOAT PROTEST
There we go again—the girls in
troducing a new fashion and the
boys giving it the
well-known Bronx
cheer. We’re re
ferring to the new
P.H.D. society
(Petticoats Hang
ing Down) — and
to the caustic
comments that
are being made
by your best
friends and s e -
verest critics.
Petticoats have
made the front pages of your high
school papers, just as your long
Gibson skirts did last season. But
not even the ridicule of your favor
ite three-letter man can shake your
belief in them.
CAN-CAN COMMOTION—Instead
of lifting your cotton skirt demurely
at one side with a pin or petticoat
peeper, you sew a little buttonhole
loop to the center back, at the
edge of the hem, and sew on a but
ton at the center back of the waist
band. Then ’ you can button up
your skirt in back to form a can
can bustle and to reveal your con-
BECAUSE
MEM BLOW
Grace Noll Crowell _
sz
S O many furrows in so many lands.
So many plows beneath men’s guiding hands,
And lo! the old earth’s surface has been tilled.
To meet the world’s need, granaries are filled
With com and wheat and rye from countless fields.
Because men plow, there are these golden’yields;
Because their silver shares have pierced the sod
And they have worked together with their God,
The hungry world has food enough to eat
If we share wisely—and shared loaves are sweet
The plows go down the land, the furrows run
Forever curved and deep beneath the sun:
The ancient furrows, and the fresh-jurned furrows
now—
There will be bread while men have faith to plow.
We thank Thee, God. for the heartening thought
of men
Sowing and plowing und reaping, to plant again--.
r?
trasting petticoat beneath. It’s a
smart trick to play with a black
cotton ruffled skirt over a striped
or plaid cotton petticoat.
WELCOME RELIEF—You teen
agers who must wear uniforms to
school have welcomed petticoats as
a means of breaking the monotony
—without breaking the rules. Before
and after hours you can pull down
your petticoat so that your ruffles
show beneath your uniform hem
line. During school you tuck your
petticoat out of sight. So far, we
haven’t heard about any petticoat
protests from the faculty.
PEGGED PETTICOATS—So you
thought that petticoats were pretty
only with your ballerina skirts, did
you? Then you haven't seen them
peeping between the side slits of
those straight and narrow pegged
skirts to which so many girls still
cling—and vice-versa, which cling
to so many girls. If your pegged
skirts are too short, let your petti
coat ruffles hang down below about
an inch.
CONVERTIBLE PETTICOATS—
Some petticoats are made to serve
a double purpose. For instance,
a pastel cotton petticoat with double
hemline ruffles of eyelet, comes
with its detachable cummerbund
belt. Without the cummerbund,
you wear it as a petticoat under
another skirt. With the cummer
bund, you top it with a peasant
blouse and wear it as a skirt. It’s
a good idea for those of you who
are making their own petticoat,
and, judging from the reports of
home ec teachers, lots of you are.
Now, that you’ve revived petti
coats and camisoles, will you be
saying “twenty three skidoo” in
stead of “scram” and "I love my
wife, but, oh, you kid!” instead of
“hubba, hubba?”
They Started On the Screen.
So many of your customs and
fads start with the movies. Why
that Peter Lawford-June Allyson
lesson scene from “Good News”
has even inspired you to do your
French homework these nights!
Has your crowd adooted this movie-
made idea yet?
YOUR NEW DANCE—It’s that
oldie, the Charleston—ever since
you saw it danced in “Good News.”
Bet your parents could give you
some fine points cn it. Bet they
could show you the cups they won
in Charleston contests back in the
days when Joan Crawford scintil
lated more than she suffered.
YOUR NEW CUSTOM — Since
you’ve seen “Captain from Castile,'*
you’ve revived the custom of giving
a handkerchief to your T-man (top
man) as a keepsake. He keeps it
in his jacket pocket for show—not
for blow.
NEW HAIR-DO—The short cut
with bangs, as Eleanor Parker
wore in "Voice of the Turtle” is
sweeping through the high school
halls these days. But do any oi
your upper classmen try to look
like Ronald Reagen?
Poultry Will Require
Water for Winter
Steady Flow Obtained
With Pressure System
Farmers have tried various ways
of preventing water from freezing
in their poultry houses in cold
weather. Some simply drain the
poultry line and go back to carry
ing water during the winter. Others,-
who dislike carrying water even
more in the winter than they do in
the summer, appear to have devised
satisfactory ways of keeping their
pressure water systems working no
matter what the thermometer reads.
The result of one farmer’s idea
is shown in the accompanying illus-
tr. tion. It presents one of 16 water-
ers fashioned from drain tiles,
feet high and 13 inches in diameter.
Pie plates, suspended a few inches
below the top of the tiles, are used
for drinking purposes and water
flows into them on a continuous,
Ideal water heater for winter
use can be installed at little cost.
year-round basis. Ordinary sink
drains, located below the plates,
direct the overflow into a central
waste system which serves the
three-story poultry house.
Waste water spills over a hill a
short distance from the building.
The steady flow of water through
the supply pipes, plus the fact that
all such pipes are doubly protected
by being located within convention
al soil tiles, keeps them open all
winter. To date, ice and snow have
not retarded the waste outlet. The
system's 500-gallon supply tank is
served by a two-horsepower elec
tric motor.
Pays to Mechanize
The mechanical age is paying
dividends on the farm as well as
in industry, says the Farmers and
Manufacturers Beet Sugar associa
tion. A century ago 64 man-hours
of labor were required to produce
an acre of wheat, now less than
10 hours are needed. One hundred
fifty years ago the labor of 19 farm
workers was necessary to produce
the food consumed by one person
living in the city, now one worker
can produce for four people living
in the cities.
Herds and Flocks
Milk slump usually is caused by
fly trouble, poor pasture or both.
To control flies, keep buildings
sprayed with DDT and use a repel
lent type of spray at milking time.
To bolster short pastures, feed grain
or silage.
Mudholes for hogs, aside from
harboring parasites and disease, are
likely to cause animals to overheat.
An animal plastered with mud,
baked on by the sun, is likely to
heat up in a hurry.
Mangy hogs usually bring 50 cents
to $1 less per 100 pounds when sent
to market. It’s easy to clean up
mange with benzene hexachloride.
Farm Population Drops
10 Per Cent Since 1940
Farm population of the United
States declined about three million
persons, or 10 per cent, between
the census of 1940 and the special
estimate as of January 1, 1948. The
latest farm population figure of
27,439,000, nowever, is more than
two million larger than the total
for January, 1945, when many farm
residents were in the armed forces
or working in war plants, census
reports show.
SCRIPTURE: Act* 18:1-8, 18-26; Ro-
mans 16:3-5a; I Corinthians 16:19; 11
Timothy 4:19.
DEVOTIONAL READING t I Corinth
ians 12:4-11.
Home Team
Lesson for September 5, 1948
Dr. Foreman
H USBAND AND WIFE: Team or
tug-of-war? In times when
more and more homes are splitting
apart, it is refreshing to read the
story of one home
that stuck together.
We do not know
whether these two
ever had children;
no doubt their borne
was happier if they
hud. But we do
know their names.
No one who ever
spoke of them men
tioned one without
the other. You could not think of
Aquila without thinking of his wife
Priscilla (or Prisca for short), or
vice versa. They were displaced
persons, but that did not keep them
down.
• • • •
Family Trade Union
L IKE ALL JEWS of that time,
they had a specialty, a trade
they had learned. In this case
someone had' taught Prisca the
same trade (or did she learn it
from her husband?), so the two of
them formed a sort of trade union.
They were tentmakers, working not
only in heavy tent-cloth but in the
tanned skins of which many tents
in that time were made.
Their home was a workshop, their
hands were bent by long use of
hard tools, very likely they initialed
their produce. P & A tents were
good tents. Their business was
good, for we know they always had
room for another guest, for another
hand at the workbench. That was
one thing helping their marriage to
stick.
How many husbands and
wives today are working teams?
One reason why' divorces are
more common in cities than on
farms is that the city man and
his wife seldom have any work
in common, while a farmer and
his wife are a working team in
which each needs the other to
sncceed. Find some work yon
two can share, even if it is
washing the dishes, and yon
have something to help yon hold
together through the years.
More Than Meals
A NOTHER bond that held these
together was their hospitality.
They had a long list of friends,
some of them distinguished. We
know about Paul and Apollos and
we hear of many others. But when
Apollos stayed at their house, he
was getting more than meals.
If you don’t do more for a guest
than feed him, he might as well be
at a restaurant. If you don't do
more than amuse him, he might as
well be at the movies. What those
two did for Apollos was to give him
ideas, bigger ideas, truer and bet
ter than he had ever had, about the
Christian faith. No doubt Apollos
enjoyed Priscilla’s lamb chops, but
when he left that home he was not
merely a well-fed man but one
whose soul had grown.
Here again is something for
husband and wife today. What
are yon doing for the people
who come in yonr door? If they
come for dinner yon wouldn’t in
sult them with trash or poison.
What do you give their minds,
their souls? Poison, trash or
food?
• • •
The Church in Their House
E vidently the p * a tents
made enough money for Pris
cilla and Aquilla to have a spacious
home, for we find Paul in a letter
mentioning “the church in their
house.” This more than anything
else kept these two together, a
working team. You know in every
church there are a few key people.
They may not be conspicuous, but
like the distributor ' under an auto
mobile hood, if they are not there
things do not run smoothly and
maybe not at all.
Aquila and Priscilla were like
that. Their church naturally re
volved around them. This must
have taken a good deal of their
time, no doubt it cost them money,
and it must have meant work. But
if the church was in their house it
was because they wanted it that
way. It would be hard to believe
that they asked for this so as to
keep themselves from drifting
apart; yet undoubtedly th-- was
one effect of it.
The great majority of divorces
' are among people who have no
connection with the' church
•whatever. Many, of course, are
of persons who are on church
rolls somewhere. Bnt how many
broken marriages do you know
among persons who are active
in Christian work?
• • •
(Copyright by the International Council
ol Religious Education on behalf of 40
Protestant denominations. Released by
WNU Features.)
Kathleen Norris Says:
Broken Homes Break Children
Bell Syndicate.—WNU Feature*.
His bead hung, he looked fixedly at a pulley he had in his band, "That
all?" he asked thickly.
By KATHLEEN NORRIS
W HAT are “broken
homes?” The phrase
is new, for it has been
in circulation only a few years.
But now one hears it on all
sides. Recently I visited a
home for boys. I asked the
nice motherly woman who
was in charge how many of
the 200 eager, lonely, little
fellows, whose ages ranged
from 10 to 15, were orphans.
Almost none, she answered
uite simply, as if that were
e most natural thing in the
world.
"But then where are their fathers
and mothers?”
“Oh,” she said, looking cautious
ly about and lowering her tone, al
though we were alone, “they’re liv
ing. Well, no,” she corrected it,
“some of them have only one par
ent. But most of them come from
broken homes.”
"Broken homes? Divorces?"
"Well, both,” she said cheer
fully. “Mothers working, very often.
The domestic situation is hard now
and many people don’t actually feel
equal to the claims of children. So
they send us a boy or two."
"You mean—” It made me sick
to think of it. "You mean they
may have other children?”
“Often. David,” she called to a
small boy who went past us as we
wandered into the grounds. "Your
mother has another child, hasn't
she?”
Child Is Ashamed
"Yep,” he answered, not meet
ing her look. The whole story was
there—the shame and bewilder
ment in a nine-year-old’s heart
when he was sent away. Oh, nf
course, sent way to suffleient meals,
a good bed, honest, kindly care,
safety. But they kept little Sharon
and they sent him away. His head
hung, he looked fixedly at a pulley
he had in his hand. “That’s all?”
he asked thickly.
There’s another home for boys
near our city. I went there, heart
sick, yet determined to know what
percentage of these little fellows
had parents, too. And again it was
the same story.
Divorce, high living expenses,
working mothers, desertion—
the most important element in
any commonwealth, the ab
solutely indispensable element,
the home, broken up.
The much-feared, much-discussed
danger of communism is nothing
to this. This is a national outrage.
That these little fellows, who ought
to have love from someone, who
ought to have a corner in some
comfortable place, a few books,
dinner table talk, Mom or Dad to
run to in trouble, are herded away
like cattle is so terrible an indica
tion of national irresponsibility that
the atom bomb is a harmless tal
low candle oeside it.
What are these mothers and
fathers putting in the boys’ places?
What domestic luxuries, movies,
comfortable quiet evenings and
dancing compensate for this in
justice to their sons and this loss
to them? Are we American wom
en so unimaginative and so flaccid
that we cannot adjust our lives to
make room for our boys? Seven
hundred boys from “broken homes”
KEEP TOGETHER
After visiting several homes
for boys Miss Norris discov
ered that most of the young
feRows were not orphans but
unwanted children from brok
en homes.
In many cases the parents
felt that they couldn't man
age all their children satisfac
torily so they sent one or two
of their boys to a honte where
they would be less bother.
Other boys were the sons of
divorced parents who did not
want the custody of them.
Miss Norris strongly warns
that the danger of commu
nism is insignificant compared
to the national outrage of cast
ing little tots among strangers
where they never will receive
the love and affection they
need so much.
As an example of how a
home can be preserved. Miss
Norris cites her own case.
Three brothers and sisters,
only one of them out of the
teens, supported three young
er children. By dint of much
striving, work and sacrifice
they managed to keep togeth
er.
right here in my neighborhood and,
for all I know, 7,000 in my state.
• • •
There have been years in my
life when we were very poor, when
three brothers and sisters, only
one of them out of the' teens, sup
ported three younger ones. We
lived in four rooms for a while,
but they were clean rooms and
they rang with plans and laughter.
Old Clothes Fit WeU.
We wore the discarded clothes
our friends gave us and congrat
ulated ourselves that they looked
better on us. We scrimped, we
went without things, we had no
butcher bill for months because we
had no meat. We suffered, ol
course, when a small boy smashed
a window or a small girl played
hookey.
But there never was a mo
ment in all those years when
we two older ones could have
said to a little sister or brother,
"We are sending you to the
loneliness, the unlovedness, the
dreary vague hours that no in
stitution can spare children.”
We stuck together 45 years ago
and we are together still.
What are we made of. we Ameri
can women, that we don’t dare sac
rifice, plan, contrive and work to
keep our homes and our children
together? We don’t know our own
power or we would know that if
social conditions aren't right for
us, if Dad's salary is inadequate
and home hours and obligations too
heavy to leave room for working
hours, then we can change the
conditions.
We don’t have to beg, we can
dictate, even if it means that shops
are open only between 11 and «
every day or that one mother in a
group takes care of all small chil
dren two days a week and works
four. For the boys’ sake and for
America’s sake, let’s solve this
problem some other way.
. ., we went without things
Spare the Rod
CHICAGO. — Any parent who
spanks his child has a spanking
coming himself, in the opinion ol
Dr. Rudolf Dreikurs, a Chicago
psychiatrist.
Childhood whippings, the doctoi
explained, are undesirable because
they leave a lifetime mark upon
the victim’s character.
If a “servile, timorous” adult is
at the same time “cringing and
crafty," the chances are that he
received a paddling now and then
as a child himself, the doctor said
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P. O. Box 154, Elberten, Georgia.
FED ANTHONY, BORN APRIL 1. ISIS.
Ft. Worth, Texas
wishes to locate his real parents. Contact
JAMES R. CR1MM
1668 Willamette St. - Engeno, Oregon.
REAL ESTATE—HOUSES
FOR SALE
7 room country home with 3 acres, $4,000,
terms. Paved road, pecans, conveniences.
40 A. with tenant house, cheap, $2,500.
Ideal location. Also 1 house with 1 A.,
needs repair, lights, $1,500. Together or
separately. MRS. MARY K. BRINKLEY,
McDonough, Georgia.
REAL ESTATE—MISC.
FARMS FOR SALE
Farms, homes and business property.
C. B. HOLLAND
Real Estate
Laurens Sonth Carolina
TRAVEL
Make Your Reservations in the
MOST FIRE-SAFE BUILDING AT
JACKSONVILLE BEACH
On Ocean Front.
Every Room With Private Bath.
FIVE SEVENTEEN
517 S. Ocean Front
JACKSONVILLE BEACH, FLA.
WANTED TO BUY
TRACTOR WINCHES
WANTED—Single drum winches for cater
pillar, Allis-Chalmers and Int. tractors.
JOE C. TRIBBLE. 52 Briareliff Cir., N.E.,
\tlanta, Georgia. Phone VE 247$.
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