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THE NEWBERRY SUN
FRIDAY, DECEMBER 31, 1948
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1218 College Street
NEWBERRY, S. C.
O. F. Armfield
Editor and Publisher
PUBLISHED EVERY FRIDAY
Entered as second-class matter December 6, 1937,
at the Postoffice at Newberry, South Carolina, under
the Act of Congress of March 3, 1879.
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COMMENTS ON MEN AND THINGS
BY SPECTATOR
ii.. .and of no Santa Claus.
I probably have told you of
the tw 0 little Indian children
of the Andean town of Caja-
marca—Guillermo and Zoraida.
They never had heard of old
Santa, strange, too, for “Santa”
is Spanish, as the Spanish re
fer to the Pope as El Santa
Papa, the Holy Father.
These black-eyed little chil
dren were not of the same
mind about old Saint Nick. Zo
raida, the little girl, was full
of faith, and listened enchant
ed to my stories of Santa and
his visits through the chim
neys; Guillermo, with the stern
practicality of a little boy,
heard me with much salt, for
the houses had no chimneys.
Zoraida was all eagerness
for me to write to Kris Kringle
in her behalf. Guillermo held
back. “How can Santa come
in when all the doors and win
dows are barred?” he asked.
And “Bill,” as I called him,
had a good point there, for the
doors and shutters down there
are closed to keep out thieves
and robbers, and others who
might use force. If no robber
could enter, how could the
reindeer come in? Bill hadn’t
learned that we walk by faith
and not by sight. Doggedly Bill
persisted in his unbelief, even
while little Zoraida flitted
about telling me what to write
the jolly toy man from the
deep Northern snows.
Bill was not a doubter, but
a rank disbeliever, fortified and
buttressed by the plain fact
that no man could enter with
out an entrance. But even
Bill’s skepticism fell before
the dread of Zoraida’s receiv
ing bounty and Bill^just look
ing on, with empty hands and
desolate spirit. So, about two
days before Christmas Guiller
mo decided that he was a Tru-
I manite all the time, so as to
qualify for a job; Bill begged
me to write to Santa for him
and to tell old Nick that he
lived in the same house where
in Zoraida lived.
I’ve thought that Bill’s con
versation was about as unsure
as that of th e man I heard of
in the mountains. He didn’t
believe in God, he said, nor in
the Church, of course. He
raved and ranted against re
ligion. But when he thought
he was about to die he begged
for some minister of the
Church. He pleaded for
the Communion, the sacrament
of course in token of the Last
Supper. Almost miraculously,
or perhaps quite so, he recov
ered. He again condemned
the church. Then one of his
chums asked “Why did you
take Communion, since you
despise the church and all its
ministry?” “O, por si acaso,”
he said, meaning “O, just in
case.”
Just as his profession had
no validity, so Bill’s letter was
“Por si acaso.”
About that Christmas pie:
The Government had trans
ferred my headquarters from
the high city of Andes to the
old town of Lambayeque, about
six mile from the Pacific by
air, but quite a little way by
rail.
The weather was warm al
though in early December, for
below the Equator their sum
mer time is our winter. There
were no carols, no lights, no
Christmas music, no toyg, no
tinsel, no suggestion of the
Day of Bethlehem when Em
manuel should come; and the
wondrous story of John 3:16—
that simple, sweet account that
God so loved the world that
He gave His only Son. But I
' ad Christmas in mind, just
me same. I was the only Am
erican in this town, as I had
been in Cajamarca. In Lam
bayeque were no British either,
nor Europeans.
I wanted a mince pie for
Christmas; my effort to make
a fruit cake had been very sad.
The cake was sadder than the
effort. I could find very little
for a fruit cake except rum
and all other kinds of liquors.
Being a “dry” I had to have
a dry cake. I remembered
what a delightful friend of
Charleston said to me, twitting
me about being a long-faced
“dry.” He said “You drys are
hypocrites, at least inconsis
tent, and I’ll prove it by you.
Now what do you put on fruit
cake to make it just right?”
Well, I’m not an innocent; nor
was I born yesterday,nor even
the week before. I knew, of
course what he meant, but to
tease him I pretended quite
a profound ignorance and an
swered: “In our home we pour
a cola over the cake and that
makes it just right.” My friend
fairly exploded and said
“What a heathen you are.”
Well, now, as to the pie:
Where could I find the mince
meat? In the United States,
you know we have everything,
as some American remarked in
the presence of a Scotch lassie.
Her retort was full of heavy
rebuke; “For conceit give me
a Yankee.” Well, what about
the mincemeat? I knew that
no such article had ever been
heard of in Lambayeque; but
what about Chiclayo, the neigh
boring city, one of the com
mercial centers of Peru. One
day I spied a crock of Engl ‘sh
mince meat. I did not ask
the age of anything else em
barrassing. I seized, took and
carried it away, as the law
yers say—though ' for a cash
equivalent. Now what to do
with it was a question, in a
region where no pie had ever
been. I tried to e x P lain t0 Mr -
Santolalla. He and I together
tried to explain to the Senora
Garcia,* the baking specialist
of Lambayeque. But Santolalla
had never seen a pie. How
ever, he backed me up loyally
and bravely as I stumble in
by best “kitchen Spanish.”
But is was “no go,” as they
say.
How could you explain a
pie in a community whose
butchers take a noble hind
quarter of beef and cut strips
up and down? No steaks—no
strips.
I was sunk, almost without a
trace. My name was mud, or
my bread was dough; or what
ever you please. Or you
might say I was sore and help
less, or so helpless. If you ever
feel the urge to express great
ideas and find yourself sput
tering in a foreign ’ language—
well, I had a great idea; I
wanted a mince pie.
I surrendered in spirit, re
solved to make a , sandwich of
mince meat and dream of a
pie! But you never can tell
what a day may bring forth.
While I was feeling the lone
liness of a pie-less Christmas,
knowing that all my piety or
piousness would have to be
strictly spiritual, the mail boat
came to the near by port of
Eten and in the bage were
American magazines, one with
a page advertisement of mince
meat, showing a noble pie with
a slab cut out. We carried it
to the Senora Garcia; and she
made a delicious pie, worthy
of any artist.
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CARPENTER’S
The New York State Cham
ber of Commerce publishes a
monthly bulletin which I enjoy.
Not only do I see references
to a < distinguished scholar, nay
friend Dr. Wellington Taylor,
but I fmd the speeches and
other # proceedings stimulating.
These little contributions of
mine take up some of Dr. Tay
lor’s time, for he tells me that
he reads them.
Recently that great organi
zation of the -New York lead
ers of American industry, com
merce and finance had General
Dwight, Eisenhower as the
guest of honor. In introducing
General Eisenhower, Winthrop
W. Aldrich, Chairman of the
great Chase National Bank,
was trying to determine the
General’s place in history. Mr.
Aldrich quoted from two illus
trious sons of America, both
great Virginians also, George
Washington and Robert E. Lee.
Mr. Aldrich quoted from the
Farewell address of Washing
ton in 1796, which I here re
peat:
“Friends and Fellow-Citizens:
The period for a new election
of a citizen to administer the
executive government of the
United States, being not far
distant, and the time actually
arrived when your thoughts
must be employed in designat--
ing the person who is to be
clothed with that important
trust, it appears to me proper,
especially as it may conduce
to a more distant expression
of the public voice, that I
should apprize you of the reso
lution I have formed, to de
cline being considered among
the number of those out of
whom the choice is to be made.
Promote, then, as an object of
primary importance, institutions
for the general diffusion of
knowledge. In proportion as
the structure of a government
gives force to public opinion,
it is essential that public opin
ion should be enlightened.”
Mr. Aldrich next quoted from
General Lee’s remarks upon ac
cepting the presidency of
Washington College, now Wash
ington and Lee University:
“I think it is the duty of
every citizen in the present
condition of the country, to do
all in his power to aid in the
restoration of peace and har
mony.”
Mr. Aldrich in a speech of
real eloquence and discernment
s&id in closing:
“I am convinced that to as
sociate President Eisenhower
with those great leaders—
Washington and Lee—is no de
gree of exaggeration of his
services and character, and that
when the final record in war
and peace has been written,
his place in the history of our
country will be found to be no
less high than theirs.”
It will be seen that this gen
tleman of the North, a son of
Rhode Island, I think, a man
of great affairs, found in Wash
ington and Lee, the two fig
ures of character and reknown
with whom he would compare
General Eisenhower in order
to set the General on the high
est pinnacle of military service
of those later devoted to the
pursuits of peace.
Mr. Aldrich must be a man
deeply read in our history to
think of those three, Washing
ton, Lee and Eisenhower. That
is certainly high praise for
General “Ike.” Like Washing
ton, General Eisenhower ex
cels as an administrator and
a great apostle of conmmon-
sense; he does not rise to the
splendor of Lee’s military gen
ius, but impresses us as a man
of sound character. The world
has forgotten the incidents of
our great wars, but it enshrines
in loving memory the grandeur
of character of George Wash
ington and Robert E. Lee. So
is Mr. Aldrich thinking of Gen
eral Eisenhower, when the tu
mult and the shouting dies,
when the Captains and the
Kings depart. When the mists
melt before the sun the tower
ing figures of Washington and
Lee stand in heroic stature.
Truly great company for Gen
eral Eisenhower. If not a
commanding strategist and tac
tician, he emerges as a man
whom the pomp of power did
not beguile; who kept his head
and lost not the common touch
nor the stern sense of reality,
in a world of illusion and blind
groping.
President Truman shows a
remarkable lack of concern for
the truth when he renews the
recommendation that the Con
gressional Committee leave the
Communist probe to the De
partment of Justice. Of course
the Department of Justice
should have acted long ago;
thdse matters have been cry
ing, for attention since 1938—
ten years and more. In all
the time of Congressman Dies
the Roosevelts used every ef
fort to belittle the investiga
tions into the Red spies hold
ing office under the Roosevelts.
Late it is to tell us that secret
Government' documents were
stolen and sold or given to
Russia, Germany and Japan. It
is the solemn truth that we do
not trust the Administration.
No one would believe that the
President would fail to do his
duty, but in Washington, X
must protect Y because Y is
the son or the son-in-law of
Q; or because Y is the right-
hand man of Senator S, or the
son of the friend of Congress
man B So great is the tangle,
the intermingling of influences
the political tie-up, that no
one seems to be able to act.
Wle who hold n(i. jobs and seek
no political pap think the time
is ripe for a drastic lot of
house-cleaning in Washington.
HENRY O. WOOTEN
Henry Ogcar Wooten, 68,
died Sunday morning at the
home of his daughter^ Mrs.
Francis Stafford, in Long Lane
section of the county. He was
the son of the late Pink and
Cornelia Brice Wooten.
Funeral services were held
Tuesday morning at 11 o’clock
from the residence of T. M.
Brooks in the Long Lane sec
tion with the Rev. Paul Sher
rill conducting. Interment fol
lowed in the Mount Lebanon
church cemetery near Greer.
He is survived by the fol
lowing children, Herbert Woot
en of Spartanburg, Mrs. Lillian
Kunkle of Washington, ,D. C.,
Mrs. Ben Fisher of Morganton,
N. C., Lester Wooten of Ches
ter, David Wooten qf Inman,
Ernest and Troy Wooten, both
of Maryland, Mrs. Francis Stif-
ford of Newberry, Mrs. R. P.
McGill of Gray Court, Mrs.
Troy Suddeth of Inman; three
brothers, Preston and Frank
Wlooten of Greer and Arthur
Wooten of Jackson; 39 grand
children and six great-grand
children.
Proper Treatment
Will Halt Termites
Tests Show Need for
Protecting All Lumber
A visit to tropical Barro Colorado
island in the Panalna canal zone 21
years after a termite test building
was erected to test effectiveness of
coal-tar creosote and zinc chloride
in protection of wood against ter-
Panama test house. This photo
shows that_t[eated wood had not
been attacked by termites.
mites has shown that despite this
“termite heaven,” inhabited by
some 45 different kinds, termites
can be defeated by proper wood
treatment
This will be good news to farmers
and home owners who see their
wood foundations, walls and floors
fall away before the onslaughts of
th^wood destroying "disease.”
After 21 years the impregnated
wood was sound, but a cot of un
treated wood left in the house was
riddled by termites.
This would seem to indicate that
in building a house or farm building,
all lumber, including the shingles,
should be treated as well as the
fence posts. It was found that when
the termites found no edibl^. wood,
that is untreated wood, that they
soon moved to new territory.
Tests have shown that soil-poison
ing, although beneficial, is less per
manent and should be resorted to
only where structural control meth
ods are impractical, or in addition
to them.
Wise
Farmers
Many Newberry farmers have already
brought their meat here for curing.
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The wise farmer is not taking any
chance with his valuable meat.
We can cure your meat either of
two ways: Salt cured or Sugar cured.
The small curing charge is:
Plain Salt cured, pound 3c
Sugar cured, pound 4c
There is no great bother to curing
your meat here. Phone 155 and we will
explain the whole deal to you.
The Warm Weather Continues
BRING VOUR MEAT TODAY
P. S. —Don’t Forget
the COAL!
FARMER’S
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155
Haskell A.
Deaton’s
All Star
AIR
CIRCUS
Newberry Airport
This Sunday
Jan. 2,1949
at 2:30 P.M.
ACTS
SEE—Airplane land on Automobile
SEE—Parachute Jump
SEE—Airplane pick up man from auto
mobile with rope ladder
SEE—Special built stunt plane in action
with nationally known stunt pilots
SEE—12 Thrilling Acts
All parking on Airport You may sit
in your car and see this show.
ADMISSION $1.00; CHILDREN FREE
Haskell A. Deaton’s
All Star Air Circus