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0 PAGE FOUR THE NEWBERRY SUN mn 1218 College Street NEWBERRY, S. C. 0. F. Armfikld 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. SUBSCRIPTION RATES: In S. C., ?1.50 per year in advance outside S. C., 82.00 per year in advance. COMMENTS ON MEN AND THINGS BY SPECTATOR I use, in part, my radio broadcast in Sanford, Florida: Roaming about Florida I ob serve what has been done by men of vision and industry who invested their capital here. Very little of the beauty we associate with the land of flo wers was due to the Govern ment, or any other agency of hand-outs; the greatness and the appeal of Florida spring largely from the man of vis ion, the man of initiative in private enterprise. There may never be another such development for we live in a day of Government plan ning and individual aquiescence. Through Government coddling Americans and Europeans have gone back to a second child hood. It is characteristic of a child to depend on his father; and that dependent attitude persists with many a man even when he marries, for he some times brings all the family back to father’s house, father’s care, and mother’s cooking. The parable of the Prodigal Son teaches a great spiritual lesson, tout the late Dr. Lyman Abbott once developed another lesson from it. The young man looked out on life and yearned for the flesh pots. Let us mod ernize it and say that he want ed a car of his own, money in his pocket, and complete free dom to go about, to fly about in luxury and indulgence far from the restraints of home. That lad didn’t plan to earn his own way: he called on his father for his share of the in heritance. Well, wha£ share was that? The father was still alive. So Dr. Abbott empha sizes the “Give me” attitude, as typical of youth. So we are in that period today. "Giva me." The whole world hae "the gimmie*'’ in acute, chronic and virulent degree. Wfe look to Jibe Government with a cry of ‘'gimme,” all along the line. But the Prodigal eventually saw the light. "When he came to himself"—a whole sermon in that: "When he came to him self" Then what? I wonder when we plan to wake up; to come to ourselves. So what? He decided to change his attitude. He has come to himself; he has done some so ber thinking; he has looked up from the hog pen and decided to say to his father: "Make me." Now he was ready to work; to play the part of a man; to bear his part of the burden. When shall we Americans discard this Government codd ling and get back on our feet like men? Free medicine, free hospitals, free dentistry, Government power projects, Government this. Government that, and Government samething else, but there is nothing free. Who must pay? This country was made by work, by men who gave them selves to a big task. . In this State of the flowers that so appealed to the Span iards; this State of Ponce de Leon and perpetual youth, don’t you rejoice in those hardy spirits that plunged into a wil derness and created a land of glamor and delight? • What would a lot of Government bu reaucrats have done toward creating this fairyland? I’ve read about Liberals and Conservatives all my life. As a teacher of the history of Eng- land I talked about it for years; Holiday Notice! Monday, July 4th Being A LEGAL HOLIDAY Independence Day THE NEWBERRY FEDERAL SAVINGS AND LOAN ASSOCIATION Will not he open For Business and in my travels in England I looked at all this at first hand; but what is the differ ence here in the United States? It appears that a “Liberal” here is one who is especially free-handed with tire other man’s money, especially pub lic funds. All principles of government are thrown aside in order to spend the tax-pay ers’ compulsory contribution. Most of these “Liberals” have nothing themselves tout they are as ready with advice—and about as competent advisers— as was the woman who thought she knew all about rearing a family because she had buried ten children. One of the astonishing phases of the Government planners is that most of them were never regarded as a successful man in his own community. As the late Senator E. D. Smith used to say: “An expert is a man a long way from home.” That may be the measure of the ex- pertness of many of the plan ners who would have the Gov ernment regiment us and reg ulate all our affairs. My people at horn© have a mild suspicion that I think as I’ve talked to you. They would rather hear what I think of Florida. Three months ago I went to California—up and down and across California. And in go ing to Los Angeles I crossed the plains of Texas and the deserts of Arizona and Califor nia. Coming here, and running about Florida, I do not cross deserts, for you have water everywhere, water, water ev erywhere, though so frequently jn beautiful, sparkling lakes and bays as to atone for the swamps and the everglades. It is noteworthy that the Spanish influence is strong in the great rival States of Cal ifornia and Florida. I feel at home in the Spanish tradition because I spent ten years in South America and spoke Span ish all the time. The Cal ifomians have “the angels”— Los Angeles, which might indi cate that California Is heaven; but Florida has Ponce de Leon and never-ending youth, which sounds a bit like heavenly bliss. On this trip I hope to learn which State has the sweetest fruit, oranges particulary. It may surprise you to know that South Carolina is the first State in the Union in growing peaches, the banner State, hav ing surpassed Georgia. Georgia you know, calls iRrself “The Peach State,” even declaring that on the automobile license plates. The Georgia official cars have an X, as I under stand. Recently a Georgia of ficial car showed up in South Carolina with “X” and “Peach State.” A Carolina wit remark ed, “That’s right: i“Elx-Peach State.” Spartanburg County, South Carolina, is the banner peach County of America. I do not apologize to you Floridians for telling you some thing about South Carolina for I’ve been told so much about Florida that this is just a mild retaliation. You will understand how I feel when I tell you something on California. I knew they had oranges and lemons, deserts and fog, but I didn’t know how much rain they had until I went there; nor th e snow which lay unmelted for weeks and weeks. But the first thing I read in Los Angeles was this: “This County leads the Nation in the production of cotton per acre—-693 pounds of lint.” Did you know that? Until a short time ago I didn’t know that they had enough cotton in all California to supply one doc tor with surgical gauze. How ignorant I was!! But the sec ond sign which attracted me in Los Angeles was like this: “A fine funeral . . . for $60.” That was on bill boards all over that country. In very small letters were these words “as low as,” so, then, to get the whole truth, they specialize in funer als at bargain prices, or, you might think, they offer you in ducements to die sbon. Here in Florida, where youth is found and cherished, regard less of age, you do not pro claim to the world the oppor tunity for a cheap funeral. In fact even your men of years still dream dreams and plan great things, never thinking of funerals. You folk of Florida may be likened to the Prophet Isaiah’s prophesy of those who wait up on the Lord: ‘They shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.’’ In South Carolina we have an occasional funeral at stan dard rates, not having them often enough to get bargain prices. So we and the people of Florida are unlike our breth ren of the fabulous ‘West. Strangely enough, I have more kindred in Florida than in South Carolina or Virginia, my father’s old home—“in the valley,” as the Shenandoah is known. In this beautiful city lives my only sister; in South Caro lina lives my only brother. Families melt away, don’t they? MV brother-in-law, Dr. Robson, a transplanted Charlestonian, as are all of us, and the Robson family, outnumber my kindred anywhere else; and over in Tampa ar e my brother’s daugh ter and children. In Lake Wales is a family of South Carolinians I specially cherish, Mrs. Joseph Sprott, her son and daughter, and Miss Jessie Mc Lean. When they came to Flor ida you had the very best we could send you. As Americans we have much in common. I find myself very doubtful about the trend of our National Government.' Even as suming that all are patriotic we find much that we may challenge. I have seen our Gov ernment’s blundering in Europe and South America, as well as in Panama and here at home. It prepared me to expect a riot of waste in the billions we have sent abroad. I think my worst fears have been realized. Just imagine: in order to re habilitate Europe we shipped two hundred thousand dollars of one American soft drink! Did that revive Europe or a certain National politician? What else? Garage doors, wind shield wipers, castor oil, prunes^ eyeglass lenses, phenol crystals; also fifteen millions of dollars for “technical assistance,” $800,- 000 of which is to send Ameri cans abroad to tench Europeans how to manage their govern ments efficiently! That, mark you from a country so notably inefficient! Included in our so-called Marshall plan went $364,500,- 000 which England used on her debts!! $500,000 is being spent to bring Europeans over here to look at us. We are sending everything from arc bumefs to streptomysin. Just glancing at the articles, observe these for relief: A Super sedan Buick, 20 Oldsmo- biles, 90 Pontiacs — to the Dutch; Sun glasses, hog bris tles, a dental cabinet, etc. In spite of the waste and gross inefficiency in this coun try, and the greater waste all over the world, Mr. Truman is still asking for higher tax es and four billions more to throw away. Most of us are Southerners and most of us are Democrats; it is time for us to toe Ameri cans and save America from the spoilers. Vice President Barkley is coming to South Carolina to smile away the States Righters and beguile us into following Mr. Truman. He will fail; and he should fail. Ordinarily a certain respect attaches to the office of Vice President, but when th e Vice President comes down here to wheedle us away from deeply ingrained principles he is meddling and becoming officious rather than official. I endorse the outspok en attitude of Senator Kennedy of Kershav/; let’s be men, not puppets, or pawns in anybody’s political game. The invitation to Vice Pres ident Barkley was a clever ruse to break up the States Righters group. Mr. Barkley has dis tinguished himself as a genial follower, a Party man who is a Party man, even when the Party breaks faith with the South and seeks to impose on us a sort of hybrid social, edu cational and business order. We are not hybrids; nor should we dishonor the memory of our fathers, and the principles of our people by a fantastic idea of paying honor to Mr. Bark ley as Vice President. Let those who voted for Mr. Tru man do honor to Mr. Barkley We are not for sale; nor are we seeking anyone’s favor. SEEN ALONG THE ROADSIDE By J. M. Eleazer Clemson Ext. Info. Specialist SHEALY REUNION The officers and committees for the Shealy Reunion held a meeting Sunday, June 19, at Grace Lutheran Church at Prosperity. Plans were made for the forthcoming Reunion to be held August 21, 1949, at the old Shealy Homestead, Pine Ridge, five miles south of Cha pin. This reunion for all the Shealy generations is held every year so let’s make our plans to go this year as we are working hard to make this the biggest and best one held yet. There will be plenty of music speeches, laughter and delicious food from all those wonderful picnic ibaskets. Don’t forget August 21st so make a date to meet all your Shealy relatives and friends there. Dr. F. K. Shealy, Pres. Mrs. Frank M. Shealy, Sec. IS STATION MANAGER HERBERT SCOTT The next morning after Al buquerque found our Pullmans parked at El Paso. Those bleak mountains across that trickle of a river right there near the depot are in Mexico, a mere stone’s throw. We saw some children play ing in it, and I believe 4hey could have walked across it at places. Across a small bridge and we were in Juarez, Mexico. It’s a dingy town there in the dry lands. I believe they told us it has 20,000 people who live mostly off American tourists. They have many good buys, es pecially silverware, perfume, jewelry, and leather goods, pro vided you know quality. We learned that they price things a lot higher than what they will ultimately take. Many tourists succumb to their urgent salesmanship and buy too quick. I got a woman’s beauti ful leather bag for $10 that they started off at $16.50. And I later learned that' I could have likely got it for consid erably less. A silver lavalier was priced at $2 and the man didn’t take it. When we board ed our bus the boy was still following him with it and took 25 cents for it through the bus window. They value American money highly. We got some Mexican money for souvenirs, and it was a handful for a quarter. We tried to pay a street shoeshine boy with it and he wouldn’t tak© it, want ed American money. Life there seemed carefree and easy. And the folks seem ed to enjoy their rather crude existence. Saw a few good looking school buildings and nice park and playground. At the little bridge there across the Rio Grande returning we had to declare our purchases before our custom officials. There was no formality of any sort on the other side. We simply drove on in as though it was not another country and right on out again. Vfe had reached Texas, which might have given us a feeling of nearing home, but it did not. For we were in extreme West Texas. And we remem bered it took us 32 hours to cross that empire going out. And it’s just as far coming back and night comes sooner. From her© you can go to New York and back as quick as you can cross Texas on a fast train. For most of two days and a night we fought the rails across Texas. Dry range country. Al most level where we were. But ever-present mountains were in the distance. They didn’t look far. But they told us they were as far as 150 miles away. It was almost hot there in mid- March, but it cooled at night. Saw scattered Indians living in mud huts at places in that vast Southwest. v We wondered what they ate and drank to sustain life in that endless practical desert. Eventually we hit the rice lands of East Texas and on in to the rice and sugar cane country of Louisiana. All of that must be big farming. For we saw nothing that looked like a family farm as we know it. It was lat© afternoon when we crossed the Huey Long bridge across the Mississippi River into New Orleans. What a bridge that is! We worked our way far above the tall swamp trees on our approach to it until it felt like w© were in a plane when you looked out. The trees looked small far below. Highways and rail ways merge there and cross the river up among the clouds. I wish I knew how high that thing is. New Orleans and another of those wonderful fish suppers, as only the best cooks of that unique city can concoct. They glorify sea food until it be comes the rarest of delicacies. A little before midnight we left, the congenial party of about 60 breaking up there. Millionaires and us ordinary folks, each back to where he came from. It had been a fine, congenial party for two weeks to the west coast and back. I had learned much of cotton, all the way from its production to the finding of new uses for it. I have told you about that already. And I guess I’ll toe telling you more, as I plow around over South Carolina during the months to come hunting for things of in terest to agriculture. Got back home the next afternoon. And South Carolina never looked better to me. A trip like that makes us appreciate what we have here, developed and unde- veloped. And the latter is probably the greater. Saw the four tractor outfits on the Reid farm at Cheraw getting an acr© of cotton to the round. They planted it, chop ped it, and were then cultivat ing it at that rate. A new day for cotton! Four tractor operators doing the work formerly done by many men and many mules and scores of hoe hands. This is one of th© reasons why it looks like we will be able to stay in cotton production, despite competition from other areas. Clemson’s Edisto Station has shown for the past three years that a man with machinery can produce a hundred of more acres of cotton single-handed. Now, folks, when that’s pos sible, the future of cotton here takes on a new look. It shakes off its slave labor complex and becomes a ful-fledged member of the crops of the machine age. The county agents have held many tractor and farm FRIDAY, JULY 1, 1949 machinery schools in working up to this. They will hold many more, as they are need ed out in the counties. L. C. Norton of Marlboro county has secured an irriga tion system. County agent Mc- Laurin tells me that he plans to use it on corn, tobacco, cot ton, and pastures. Several other farmers are planning for irrigation too over there, he tells me. J. C. Rivers and Hugh Gaddy of Chesterfield county went to the recent East Tenne.-see Hereford Sale and brought back 15 top Herefords, County Agent Willis was telling me, as we visited some of Chester field’s fine pastures with fat cattle on them. They got 14 heifers and one of the top bulls. '// PLUS TAX * SIZE 6.00-16 AND YOUR ^ OLD TIRE^S Other Sizes ^ Proportionately \ Low! The winning car of the 1949 Indianapolis Speed way races was equipped with Firestone tires, mak ing 26 consecutive. years in which Firestone ' Tires were on the winning car in this speed classic. V Low I It’s the famous FIRESTONE STANDARD TIRE at a sensational REDUCED PRICE for your July 4th Holiday Driving! Safe, depend able mileage — curve-gripping non-skid safety tread! And it’s built with the exclusive Safti- Sured Gum-Dipped cord body that gives greater protection against blowouts! Backed by a Life time Guarantee! SAVE DURING OUR JULY 4TH TIRE SALE! 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