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PAGE SEVEN THURSDAY, MARCH 25, 1954 THE NEWBERRY SUN GOOD READING At The Library Non-Fiction The Conquest of Everest, Sir John Hunt. A Stillness at Appomattox, Bruce Catton. The Mind Alive, Harry Over- street. Ambassador’s Report, Chester Bowles. Be Yourself, Anne Heywood. The Macmillan Wildflower Book, E. Johnston, illus. A Treasury of Hymns, Maria Leiper, ed. The Second Tree from the Corn er, E. B. White. FICTION The Shadows of the Images, William Barrett. Rebel Heiress, Robert Neill. Tomorrow, Philip Wylie. God and My Country, MacKinlay Kantor. Sayonara, James Michener. The Man from the “Turkish Slave”, Victor Canning. Mrs. Lorimer’s Family, Molly Clavering. Love is a Place, Margaret Bridg- HOME LOANS To PURCHASE • To REMODEL To BUILD • To REFINANCE For friendly and sympathetic handling of your Home Loan . . . see the folks at CZ33D'-^ iE Jjl ' x STATE BUILDING and LOAN \ ASSOCIATION • i \ PINCKNEY N. ABRAMS, Sec.-Treas. 1 117 BOYCE STREET THE BELFAST BUILDING NEWBERRY, SOUTH CAROLINA WEEKEND SPECIAL TAFFETA & NET TO MATCH In All Colors For Formal and Informal Dresses Carolina Remnant Shop Final Notice County Taxes There wiU be a penalty of added to all unpaid taxes at the close of business March 31st, 1954 All taxes not paid by April 15th will go into execution with further penalties and will be placed in the hands of the tax col lector. Please see the undersigned and ar range your taxes and save these heavy penalties. J. RAY DAWKINS, County Treasurer man. Willoughby Carter, Humphrey Pakngton. Love and Mrs. Candy, Robert Tallant. One Way to Eldorado, Hollister Noble. The Swift Seasons, Helen Hilles The Caves of Steel, Isaac Asimov. Tough Hand, Wayne Over holster. New Mysteries Beat Back the Tide, Dolores Hitchens. The Case of the Fugitive Nurse, Erie S. Gardner. Too Many Cousins, Douglas Browne. The Saint in Europe, Leslie Charteris. The Vanishing Point, Patricia Wentworth. Christmas at Candleshoe, John Stewart. Youth H o o s i e r Heritage, Elizabeth Friermood. True Tales of Pirates and Their Gold, Edward Snow. Lucky Starr and the Pirates of the Asteroids, Asimov. Winners Losers, Earl Coleman. SERVICES AT CLAYTON Preaching at Clayton Memorial Church Sunday, March 28, by the Rev. Wm. R. Bennett. The subject on which Rev. Ben nett will speak will be “Natural Caw and Religion.” POLITICAL Announcements HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES I hereby announce myself a candidate for House of Represen tatives and pledge myself to abide the results of the Democratic Pri mary election. T. WILLIAM HUNTER HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES I hereby announce myself a candidate for reelection to the House of Representatives and pledge myself to abide the results of the Democratic Primary elec tion. EARL H. BERGEN HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES I hereby announce myself a candidate for the House of Rep resentatives and pledge myself to abide the results of the Demo cratic Primary election. J. EFFICE METTS FOR PROBATE JUDGE I hereby announce myself a candidate for reelection as Pro bate Judge for Newberry County and pledge myself to abide the re sults of the Democratic Primary elections. E. MAXCY STONE FOR PROBATE JUDGE , I hereby announce myself a candidate for Probate Judge of Newberry County and pledge my self to abide the results of the Democratic Primary election. WALTER T. LAKE COMMISSIONER NO. 1 I hereby announce myself a candidate for re-election as Com- missiofier District No. 1, and pledge myself to abide by re sults of the Democratic primary election. T. C. (TED) MCDOWELL COMMISSIONER DISTRICT 1 I hereby announce myself a candidate for Commissioner Dis- tricrict No. 1, and pledge myself to abide the results of the Demo cratic Primary election. LUTHER B. BEDENBAUGH COMMISSIONER DISTRICT 2 I hereby announce myself a candidate for reelection as Com missioner, District No. 2, and pledge myself to abide the re sults of the Democratic primary election. G. TAB WERTS COMMISSIONER DISTRICT 2 I hereby announce myself a candidate for Commissioner Dis trict No. 2, and pledge myself to abide the results of the county Democratic Primary election. JOE WILSON MAGISTRATE NO. 2 I hereby announce myself a candidate for re-election to the of fice of Magistrate for District No. 2 (Newberry) and agnee to abide the results of the election. BEN F. DAWKINS MAGISTRATE NO. 3 I hereby announce myself a candidate for re-election to the of fice of Magistrate for District No. 3 (Prosperity) and will abide the results of the election. CLAUDE WILSON MAGISTRATE AT CHAPPELLS I hereby announce myself a candidate for Magistrate at Chap pells and pledge myself to abide the results of the Democratic Pri mary elections. REAL CHALLENGE . k . Betty Koch displays latest style swim suit called “double dare,** ob viously not designed to avoid at* tention on beaches. Deed Transfers Newberry No. 1 Mary S. Kemper to Myrtle O. Jones, one lot on Mower street, $5.00 and other valuable considera tions. Newberry No. 1 Outside W. M. Miller to John Earle Miller, one lot and one building, 1400 Second street, $1800. Judson W. Jones and Eula D. Jones to Thomas Nichols, two acres, $137.50. Newberry County Bank to Ad ministration of Veteran Affairs, one lot 100’ front on High Point Circle and one building, $5000. Tench P. Owens to Mary Bean (Mrs. D. W. A.) Neville, 1.9 acres, part of Pool Property, $1000. Tench P. Owens to J. Richard Clary 1.9 acres, Part of Pool Pro perty, $1000. George Young to. Lory C. Ful mer, five acres, $125. B. M. Davis to Mary Beden- baugh Summer, one acre and two buildings on Kate street, $5.00 and other valuable considerations. Whitmire No. 4 Outside Canal Wood Corporation to Ernest Carter and Sarah Carter, 20 acres and one building, $3000. Prosperity No. 7 Curtis D. Long, et al to Hance F. Long, 68 acres (Brady Lee Long, Estate) $2000. Bessie A. Ellis and Fred W. Ellis to Ole House Inc. 9.14 acres $1800. 2943 SIZES 34 - 50 N*. t9B» Is ent la sites 1*. 14, IS, IS, £*, S«, 88, 40. Bite 10: Cobbler’s apron, *7* T^s. 35-in. Baa-dress (leaser Tor sion), S44 yds. 85-la. HM3 la eai la sites 84, SO, 88, 40, **> 44, 48. Bite 84: Brs lakes *M» yds. 80-In. Panties. yds. 88-in. Bend SOe for EACH pattern with name, *4djf®is» style aamber and site te AUDREY LANE BUREAU, Bex 889, Madison S«aare Station, New York 18. . Tke aew SPRING-SUMMER FASH- I9N BOOK ukmwm s««res «f •tfcer styles. Anderson Writer Cherishes Memories Of Newberry and Many of Its People (By CHARLIE GARRISON in The Anderson Independent) What pleasant memories we have upon going back to a place we have not visited in some time* During the past week I spent a night in the city of Newberry—my first night there to be exact—but not my first visit by any means. As I looked out my window at the Wiseman hotel I saw many places that recalled pleasant memories —and I try to recall those which might not be pleasant. There, almos^mder my window for instance, was the county court house. In 1922 I reported the state campaign meetings for two of the state’s largest newspapers. The 1922 day had been a hectic one with McLeod. Blease and a few thers flying at each other’s throat. It was almost as if an open powder keg set nearby and would explode the first time a spark struck it. Colie Blease was seek ing to gov,ernor. again and Mc Leod (elected a few weeks later) was the chief opponent. Their friends took up the battle and the issue was on. That afternoon when the meet ing was over and little groups were still standing about talking, the candidates having already de parted for Greenwood, I was try ing to rig up a little table in the court house hall on which to place my portable typewriter. A tall, handsome gentleman, not over middleaged, came up to me and said: “Wouldn’t you be fixed bet ter at a regulaf desk? If so come on in here and use mine.” I learned later it was Cannon Blease, although I don’t think he introduced himself, and he cer tainly didn’t know me. He was sheriff of Newberry County, but he was more: He was a thought ful individual, willing to go out of his way to do something for a stranger. I later met Sheriff Blease and I also knew Colie and Judge Eugene Blease. But that little incident there in the hall of dewberry’s court house has never been erased from my memory. I always think of it when the name of Blease is recalled. Colie and Cannon Blease have gone to their eternal rewards, but the memory of a kind deed performed that day lin gers with me and I am glad to pass it on. Then another Newberry memory came to my mind that recent night —this time not so pleasant. P. C. and Newberry were the bitterest of rivals in an athletic way. We were playing at Newberry and as a freshman I was playing first base for the Blue Hose. Eidson, who later went to the South Atlantic League and maybe further along, too, was pitching for Newberry. In the first inning we got runners on first and second base. I came to bat and, with a bit of good luck, hit a double against the top of the right field fence. One runner scored, and Luke Flowers, brother of the orig inal Buck Flowers, was perched on third as I pulled up on second. Then something happened. Some thing I had rather not tell but we will keep the record straight, let ting the chips, fall where they may. Eidson wheeled and threw to second covered by Ralph Baker, a Greenwood boy. I was out by the margin of an eye lash, but out just the same. We got only one run across in that inning, and none the rest of the day. Newberry tied it in the sixth or seventh inning and beat us, 2 to 1, in the tenth inning My only unpleasant memory of Newberry! . Then in later years I visited Newberry as a newsman, and Hal Kohn, in particular, was the town’s greeter. He ran a book store and flower business but was never too busy to take a visiting newsman out and show him the town. On one occasion he carried Frank Ballentine and me out and honored us with a watermelon party, but that is another story. Banker Hutto, John Clarkson and others, too, contributed to my stock of information about New berry and a genial druggist—Sat- terwhite, I believe—was also a good hand shaker, and a Lion of long standing. Bill Laval, Dr. J. C. Kinard, Tuck McConnell and other friends have lived in Newberry through the years, making my occasional visits pleasant ones. Laval, I was informed on my recent visit there, has left Newberry and is now liv ing in Coluimbia. Judge J. W. Lewis, of Darling ton, was holding court in Newber ry and was a breakfast guest in the hotel the morning I was there. A genial fellow, as well as able jurist, Judge Lewis can boast of something that few other South Carolinans can do. The judge attended the Univer sity of South Carolina. Two broth ers, J. M. and W. M. Lewis (twins> attended Clemson and the former is now connected with the col lege fn some capacity. Another brother attended Furman. What other distinguished South Caro linian can boast of such a formid able lineup of college advertising? Judge Lewis, a pleasant con versationalist, talked interesting ly of his section of the state. “Over in my part of the country the Garrison watermelon is the best one we grow,” he said. "la the man who started that melon a relative of yours?” I had to admit I did not know the individual In person. Judge Lewis, however, said he believed the originator of the Garrison watermelon was from the Pee Dee* section, but was not sure. I told the jurist that I did not claim to be any kind of authority in the water melon field except In the matter of eating. There I will ingly take second seat to no one! i« Watch And Jewelry BR0ADMS UPSC0M8 WATCHMAKFP 2309 John^lon^ Sivee* 8 I t I I • c Quality Photo Finishing Quality is still our first consideration. Although our photo finishing business has grown tremendously, we still give In dividual attention to every print we make. Bring us your next pictures for developing. We’re sure you'll be pleased with the results. And, too, we’re always glad to offer helpful suggestions in picture taking. NICHOLS STUDIO I Speak for Democracy By ELIZABETH ELLEN EVANS I am an American. Listen to my words, Fascist, Communist. Listen well, for my country is a strong country, and my message is a strong message. I am an American, and I speak for democracy. My ancestors have left their blood on the green at Lexington and the snow at Valley Forge ... on the walls of Fort Sumter and the fields at Gettysburg ... on the waters of the River Marne and in the shadows of the Argonne Forest ... on the beachheads of Salerno and Nor mandy and the sands of Okinawa ... on the bare, bleak hills called Pork Chop and Old Baldy and Heartbreak Ridge. A million and more of my countrymen have died for freedom. My country is their eternal monument. They live on in the laughter of a small boy as he watches a circus clown’s antics . . . and in the sweet, delicious coldness of the first bite of peppermint ice cream on the Fourth of July ... in the little tenseness of a baseball crowd as the umpire calls “Batter up!” . . . and in the high school band’s rendition of “Stars and Stripes Forever” in the Memorial Day parade ... in the clear, sharp ring of a school bell on a fall morning . . . and in the triumph of a six-year-old as he reads aloud for the first time. They live on in the eyes of an Ohio farmer surveying his acres of corn and potatoes and pasture . . . and in the brilliant gold of hundreds of acres of wheat stretching across the flat i miles of Kansas ... in the milling of cattle in the stockyards of Chicago . . . the precision of an assembly line in an automobile factory in Detroit . . . and the perpetual red glow of the nocturnal skylines of Pittsburgh and Birmingham and Gary. They live on in the voice of a young Jewish boy saying the sacred words from the Torah: “Hear O Israel: the Lord our God, the Lord is One. Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart and with all thy soul and with all thy might.” . . . and in the voice of a Catholic girl praying: “Hail, Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee . . . . . . and in the voice of a Protestant boy sing ing: “A mighty Fortress is our God, A Bulwark never failing . . An American named Carl Sandburg wrote these words: “I know a Jew fisherier down on Maxwell Street with a voice like a north wind blowing over corn stubble in January. He dangles herrings before prospective cus tomers evincing a joy identical with that of Pavlova dancing. His face is that of a man terribly glad to be selling fish, terribly glad that God made fish, and customers to whom he may call his wares from a pushcart.” There is a voice in the soul of every human being that cries out to be free. America has ans wered that voice. America has offered freedom and opportunity such as no land before her has ever known, to a Jew fisherier down on Maxwell Street with the face of a man terribly glad to be selling fish. She has given him the right to oWn his pushcart, to sell his herring on Maxwell Street, . . . she has given him an education for his children, and a tremendous faith in the nation that has made these things his. Multiply that fisherier by 160,000,000—160,000,- 000 mechanics and farmers and housewives and- coal miners and truck drivers and chemists and lawyers and plumbers and priests — all glad, terribly glad to be what they are, terribly glad to be free to work and eat and sleep and speak and love and pray and live as they desire, as they believe! And those 160,000,000 Americans—those 160,- 000,000 free Americans—have more roast beef and mashed potatoes, the yield of American labor and land; ... more automobiles and telephones, . . . more safety razors and bathtubs, . . . more Orion sweaters and aureomycin, the fruits of American initiative and enterprise; . . . more public schools and life insurance policies, the symbols of American security and faith in the future; . . . more laughter and song— than any other people on earth! This is my answer, Fascist, Communist! Show me a country greater than our country, show me a people more energetic, creative, progressive— « bigger - hearted and happier than our people, not until then will I consider your way of life. For I am an American, and I speak for democracy. ff (Miss Evans Will Deliver This Speech on The Firestone Program Next Monday Night.) Sponsored in the Interest of Our Great Country by The South Carolina National Bank Newberry Branch , JOHN T. NORRIS, Mgr. JOE L KEITT, Asst. Mgr.