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THE NEWBERRY SUN. NEWBERRY. S. C. XJce* g> FICTION Cornet 1 THE END OF THE LINE By CHARLES S. PARK Nogales was the end of the line for John Todd, and he arrived there in a blaze of glory the citizenry would never forget. Nogales, end of the line. When the three-car train pulled slowly alopgside the tile-roofed, stona depot building and stopped, John Todd moved tiredly from his seat and from the car. Within him was a strange depression; a feeling that for him, too, this was “the end of the line.” He walked away from the tracks, a tall figure in big city dress that hung on his thin frame poorly. He followed the traffic and made his way through the gate in the Internation al Fence. Long legs carried him past the slower moving, dark-clad Mexican women returning from their marketing in Arizona stores. He had seen them before. He was not curious. But he envied them the comfort of the homes they would go to, though they might be only mud huts, with roofs that leaked and windows patched against the weather. He carried no luggage, so the Mexican customs men barely glanced his way, and then nodded him through. He knew where he was going; this was all a part of the plan. A plan only half-formed, per haps, but one that had been long in the back of his mind. All he needed to carry it out was nerve. Desperation was taking care of that. His hands had a new tremor. To still it he shoved them deep into the pockets of his slack coat. Fum bling there, they found pipe and to bacco. He stopped, stepped out of the moving pedestrian traffic into the vestioule of a curio store, load ed and lit up. With the pipe clenched between his teeth and drawing well, he glanced over the passersby. It was funny, he was always looking for a familiar face, yet even friends were of no use now. He knew what he had to do and at last, his mind was made up. There was even more purpose in his stride as he left his temporary shelter and headed across the street to the ticket office of the Mexican railroad. He was a young man, yet hollow cheeks and graying temples made him appear much older. He looked as sick as he was. Well, South Mexico was his last hope, just as far south as he could get. They said there was health to be had in the hot. high climates. But it was here in Nogales that the trail branched. Even in Mexico, where it was said one could live so big on so little, money would be necessary. Almost his last cent went for the railroad passage, but he knew where there was more for the taking. So, with the ticket safe ly in an inner pocket, he moved out into the Sonora sunset, found a place to ait, to rest and to wait, and gave himself up to his own bitter thoughts. Somewhat later , he looked up to find a swift-coming night had fallen. He was worried that perhaps he had dallied too long. He pulled roughly away from a small and very dirty shine boy who tugged at his sleeve. He walked across the street, back into the United States, and moved by the border officials with his new assurance to hurry down the main street of the little Arizona border town. He glanced into darkened store windows, looked into shadows, testing and feeling the night and the tenor of the town with his senses. He walkta past an open door; the neatly lettered sign that hung above it read: “Money Exchange.” His heart action quickened as he looked inside. The room was divided by a high counter. Behind were two objects that called for his attention. One; an open safe. The other; a dark haired girl in a red dress. She was counting out money to a couple of tourists. Todd knew that under the counter and in the safe there were racks of silver and bills of all denominations. He hoped his nerve would hold up, to provide support yet a little longer as he continued down the block. He crossed a street and entered-a small park. He seated himself on a bench. The streets were gradually emp tying. A police prowl car eased quietly by and its occupants turned their heads to look at him. He stared back. Yet at the same time he felt a coldness around his heart. Two border patrolmen passed in a Only Instinctive reaction made Todd stick out along leg and trip him up. The same motivation caused him to dive forward onto the prostrate figure, to scramble for the little gun and wrench it from tem porarily limp fingers. The heavy blow delivered to the base of the man’s skull with the butt of the pistol was a part of the same pat> tern. It was then that realization caught up with Todd. He arose slqwly, feel ing the pain in his chest a sudden, live thing. He moved back to the counter; leaned against it The room became a whirling wheel, and he its hub. He, never heard the girl speak into the telephone. The shriek of a si ren was only a high note piercing the roaring in his ears. But he did The room became a whirling wheel, and he its hob. feel her m jeep and he was conscious of their scrutiny. Down the street the lights in the money exchange went dim. He rose from the bench and stepped out briskly. The prowl car had turned the comer, the patrol jeep was out of sight. Todd judged the distance to the International Line; noticed with satisfaction that the officials had all moved inside their guard house. A quick move, a fast sprint, and the business would be done. Once across the line he could eas ily lose himself among the shadows between the adobe buildings, and as easily stay hidden until train time. T URNING abruptly into the Money Exchange, he saw the girl in the red dress coming toward the counter with a tray of money from the safe. Her eyes were very wide, very brown, and she was very pale. In front of the counter, his back toward Todd, there stood a man. A tardy customer, perhaps, but desperation told Todd it was too late now to back out. He gripped the pipe in his pocket and poked the stem of it against the cloth convincingly. He curbed the fine tremor that was coming back to his fingers and spoke in a voice made harsh and sharp by the urgency of the moment. "Put that down and raise your hands.” The man at the cotmter jerked around. His hand stabbed out. Todd felt a tearing, ripping sensation high in his chest even as the shrill bark of a small caliber pistol hit his ears. In a continued motion, the man broke into a dash for the door. earness, the press of her body when khe moved around the counter and placed arms about him to hold him erect. His knees were giving away. Except for her he would have fallen. He was aware of other people in the room. But it was her voice to which he was listening—a soft, mur muring kind of a voice, full of com passion. He didn’t struggle when he felt the blackness coming on him. It was better so. It was better to go now, in the arms of a lovely, sympathetic stranger, than to hang on a few feeble months more in a foreign land. Finally to die alone and unmourned. And how infinitely much better to go this way, clean. Life had given him the best of the deal, after all. The policemen looked down at the still figure lying in the girl’s arms, at fhe ugly purple hole high in the bony, bared chest. One asked the room in general; "Who would have thought a sick old bum would have the guts to try to stop a hold-up with a pipe?” An enigmatic smile lay across the lips of the dead John Todd. That was his only answer. . f ■ wim mm THE DAY Grace Noll Crowell HE day will bring some lovely thing, I say it over each new dawn, "Some gay, adventurous thing to bold Againft my heart when it is gone." And so I rise, and go to meet The day with wings upon my feet I come upon it unaware. Some sudden beauty without name: A snatch of song, a breath of pine, A poem lit with golden flame; High tangled bird notes, keenly thinned, like flying color on the wind. No day has ever fluted me quite: Before the grayeft day ii done I find some m&y, purple bloom. Or a late ling of crimson sun. Each nigbcl pause, remembering Some gay.adrcaturous, lovely thin$ by NANCY PEPPER More Mealtime Menaces. Ever since we printed a list of six types of lunch-room pests, we’ve been deluged with letters describing additional types we overlooked, along with that four-leaf clover you’re always singing about. If you recognize yourself in these descriptions, you’d better F. F. F. F. F. T. (and if you don’t know, that F. F. F. F. F. T. means “Fall Fatally on Your Fat Face Five Times”). The Thinker—He works his way doggedly to the counter in the line (you’re just a few behind him) and then pauses for Station Announce ment, or something. Seems he never can decide beforehand, so you have to wait until he makes up his alleged mind. But by that time the bell is about ready to ring. The Critic—He doesn’t like what you have on your plate—and doesn’t hesitate to tell you so in the most unappetizing term. Comparing your tapioca to fish eyes and your spa ghetti to worms doesn't help your appetite one bit It doesn’t help his popularity, either. The Sob Sister—All during lunch period, when you want to relax and have fun, she insists upon pouring out her troubles to you. The only happy ending you can be sure of is the bell. The Whisperers—Just your luck to sit next to two best friends who are in a confidential mood. That means they whisper furiously to each other all through the meal, leaving you out in the cold completely to, feel like an interloper. SCRIPTURE; Leviticus 19:1-18; Deu teronomy 5—8; Matthew 22:34-40. DEVOTIONAL READING: Pialmi 19:7-14. w Life and Law Lesson for October 17, 1948 Dr. Foreman Y OU, friend reader, probably know less about what is in the books of Exodus, Leviticus, Num bers and Deuteronomy than any other part of the Bible. These are the sections mostly filled with laws— “Thou shalt . . . Thou shalt not.” You either skip these entirely or you say to yourself, “Well, that has nothing to do with me.” If so, you have been missing one of the most interesting sections of the Bible. Some of these old laws are dead; but even a mummy can be interest ing. Call them dead if you like; you still can learn a great deal about the times and the minds and th<# customs of those far-ofi days by reading the laws which governed people’s daily lives. But it is hardly fair to call them dead. Rather, they have been honorably retired. That Is to say, they were admirable laws in their time and place, and God’s will was learned through them. • • • The Living Soul of Law T HERE are two ways of looking at any law, or you might say there are two sides of every law, the inside and the outside, the soul and the body as it were. The body, the outside, is the letter of the law; the inside or soul of the law is the spirit or principle of the law. The body of the law, like the body of a man, >'ies; it is not in tended to live on and on. But the soul of the law (if it has one; some don’t) lives forever. Take, for instance, that law in Lev. 19:9, 10. The body of it, the letter, says: Do ifot be efficient in getting in your crops. Leave some wheat in the field. Leave some grapes on the vine. Today that sounds rather stupid, on the face of it, and no good farm er would pay attention to it. But look at the spirit of that law: the wheat and the grapes were to be left for “the poor and the stranger.” There was then no Red Cross, no bureau of displaced persons, no traveler’s aid, no family service, no social security, none of our many modem agencies for the underpriv ileged. Those who had property were bidden to have a care for those who had none. The duty of society to see that no one starves, the duty of all to help those in need, that is the living soul of this law, and it still breathes in laws of the 20tb century—laws of old age assist ance, maternity assistance, pen sion plans and so forth. The living soul of the Old Testa ment laws can be expressed this way: The love of justice and the justice of love. The best and wisest laws today are those which give this same spirit its fullest and most practical form. • * • Jesus’ Last Word T HE Jews figured out that there were in all 613 separate com mandments in all the laws com bined. They used to have interest ing debates as to which of all the 613 commandments was the most important. They came to Jesus with that well-worn question. Jesus quot ed only two laws, one from Deut. 6:5 and the other from Lev. 19:18. Love God, love your neighbor, he said. All the other laws depend on these two. To this day, Christian thinkers are not entirely agreed as to just how far Old Testament laws may be binding on Christians. But all are agreed on two points: The basic principle of these laws is always good, and that fundamental principle is love. • * • Love Is Not Repealed T HIS is what Christians mean when they say that the laws of God are eternal. We do not mean that dvery law between the covers of the Bible can and should be used as the law of our land today. What we do mean Is that the spirit of these laws is immortal, for the spirit is love, and love never has been repealed. Show me a law which helps the strong at the expense of the weak, a law which encourages cheating and selfishness and fighting, and I will show you a bad law. Show me a law which encourages and helps men to deal fairly with one another and .to live together in peace, and I will show you a good law. Every law that helps you love your neigh bor is a good law; Indeed there is something divine about it, for God is Love. (Copyright by tbo InttraMtional Council ol Rttigioua Education on baball ol 40 Protestant denominations. Released by WMJ Features.) Better Care, Feeding Increase Hog Profits Improved Rations and Cleanliness Stressed Extra care for the brood sow and her litter, with emphasis on clean liness and better feeding, will assure extra profits whether the herd in cludes one sow or a hundred. Proof of that assertion is con tained in the experience of Joseph O'Bryan of Hiatville, Kas., nation ally-known breeder and exhibitor of purebred Hampshires, who raises about 3,000 hogs a year, most of them for market. Although O’Bryan raises hogs on a wholesale scale, he keeps his op- SEWINQ CIRCLE PATTERNS O’Bryan with part of his herd of 3,000 purebred Hampshire gilts. eration on an Individual farm basis as a means of insuring proper care. A program of better care and better feeding for sows .and their litters, introduced or his farms in the fall of 1947, already has paid dividends, O’Bryan reports. With 100 litters last spring, he raised as much pork as he formerly raised from 150. Early in the gestation period sows were given a special ration of SO per cent oats, 5 per cent meat scrap, 4 per cent pelletized milk product and the balance either com or wheat. Sows were sprayed and washed thoroughly prior tp farrow ing. Clean pens and a brooder for the little pigs also were provided. The sow’s ration was changed when the pigs were about two weeks old, cutting down oats to about 40 per cent and increasing portions of wheat or com. At ‘less than two weeks of age little pigs were started creep feed ing in a low pan or trough. Their ration consisted of 80 per cent oats, 4 per cent meat scrap, 8 per cent pelletized milk product and the bal-^ ance coarse wheat. Pans and troughs were washed and disinfected regu larly. As the little pigs grow, oats in the ration is reduced while com or wheat is increased to about 70 to 80 per cent Summarizing the program, O’Bryan maintains that he had much strong er pigs at birth, with earlier, faster and cheaper gains and a marked re duction in mortality. ‘Police Force’ Plenty of organic matter is a good "police force” for ridding soil of bacterip that cause diseases of growing crops. R. C. Thomas, asso ciate pathologist of the Ohio agri cultural experiment station, esti mates that 50 million bacteria / live in a single ounce of soil. Some of these are beneficial. Others are harmful to crops. The good kind rot the organic matter and release plant nutrients to build a fertile soil. The harmful kind cause plant disease. Adding organic matter to soil will help increase the good kind and at the same time cut down the harmful bacteria population. Adding organ ic matter makes the soil a better home for the good kind so they flourish and grow. Extracts from organic matter contain viruses that make disease • causing bacteria harmless to plants. A good soil management program will increase the soil’s organic mat ter supply and help free the land of disease-causing bacteria. Stinking Smut Remains Major Wheat Disease Bunt or stinking smut remains a major wheat disease even though science knows how to control it, demonstrating the need for continual vigilance in preventive measures. Plant scientists recommend use of resistant varieties combined with treatment of the seed with a reli able fungicide. 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