The sun. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1937-1972, January 24, 1957, Image 3

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THURSDAY 1956 t iSS THAU SO/1 j S0//O 757. WEATHER BUREAU CHART |,M6 ACRE DUST BOWL . . . 200 farm and government leaders met hi Wichita, Kan, to do- velep long-range plan to aid cattle and crops in worst drought in 100 years. Men In Service At Around The World METZ, France.—-sArmy 1st Lt. Thomas R. Anderson, 23, was a member of the Hopior Guard which represented the Metz Quarter master Depot at French cere monies in that city on Veterans Day. Lieutenant Anderson, a member of the depot’s Storage Company, entered the Army in January 1955 and arrived overseas last January. He was .graduated from Clem- eon Agricultural College in 1954 and was employed by Newberry Mills, Inc. His parents, Mr. and Mrs. Robert H. Anderson, live at 1302 Calhoj§n street. His wife, the former Rarriett Reid, is with him in France. FORT BLISS, Tex.—Sergeant First Class Vergil C. Bouknight, whose wife, Rosemary, lives on Vincent street, recently complet ed the six-week automatic weap ons maintenance course at the Army’s Antiaircraft Artillery and Guided Missile School, Fort Bliss. Sergeant Bouknight is the son of Mr. and Mrs. Claude A. Bouk- night, 346 Crajpon street. BAMBERG, Germany.—Pfc. Ed ward L. Henderson, son of Mr. and Mrs. Edward C. Henderson, Route 2, Kinards, recently parti cipated in “Sabre Knot,” a field training exercise with the 85th Infantry Regiment in Germany. Henderson ,a member of the regiment’s Headquarters Com pany, entered the Army in Janu ary 1955 and completed basic training at Fort Riley, Kan. He was graduated from Bush River High School in 1953. U. S. FORCES, Germany — Paul Matthews, whose wife, Mar jorie, and parents, Mr. and Mrs. Leo J. Matthews, live at 1604 Si las Street, recently was promoted to private first class in Germany, where he is a member of the 40th Antiaircraft Artillery Battalion. A mechanic with the batta lion’s Battery B, Matthhews ent ered the Army in November 1955 and was stationed at Fort Knox, Ky^ before arriving in Europe in August of this year. FORT MYER, Va.—Pvt. James R. Senn, 23, son of Mrs. J. 'O. Berry, 69 Player Street, recently was assigned to the 3d Infantry Regiment, the Army’s top cere monial unit, at Fort Myer, Va. Members of the regiment are selected by merit and serve as the official honor guard for the na tion’s capitoL Senn entered the Army last July and completed basic train ing at Fort Carson, Colo. A former teacher for the Green ville County School Board, he is a 1955 graduate of Furman Uni versity and a member of Phi Mu Alpha fraternity. SARAH AND THE SEA By June Reed Ruff S ARAH was a small woman, delicately boned, and as thin ’inter shadows. She had dark that harbored secert dreams, and small, keen ears that listened to incessant sea-sounds. The years had been kind to S<rah, her dark brown hair allowed only a wisp of gray, and the tiny lines around her eyes and mouth only added to her look of innocence. In many ways, i$arah, was innocent, for her home Iras off the beaten track and she heard little of the world’s per versions. A wood fire blazed brightly on the stone hearth, by its light Sa rah’s nimble fingers restored the worn heel of a heavy woolen sock. •The wind is wild tonight,” she mentioned, jabbing the heavy steel darning needle through the sock, with ease bom of long practice. The dim, comfortable room still echoed the inviting aroma of sup per’s stew and hot biscuits. Sarah bit the thread free of the finished dam, then paused to listen to the roaring-breaker sounds outside of the cabin. She awarded the window an apprehensive glance, knowing that beyond the cabin’s sod roof, gray clouds were gath ering like mouldy dough, obscur- tng the frozen moon. She angled her head slightly to look at Aaron. There was security in his angular, weather-etched face. For a moment, Sarah won dered how he would look at the helm of a ship, his lean, muscular arms «**n^nging the thrashing «f the sea, to hold his storm tossed vessel on course. Aaron was a good man. The years of their marriage had been pleasant, in spite of hard work, the heartbreaking disappoint ment they shared when they learned Sarah could never bear a child. In a way, Aaron seemed to thrive on the incessant toil, perhaps it helped him to forget he would never have a son. But there was no escape for Sarah, in work or anything else. Her heart was like an empty cradle, a constant, aching reminder of her barrenness. Children were meant to harbor a woman’s dreams, and to soak up her endless tenderness, like small thirsty blotters. A woman is born to mother a child, with wisdom and emotional depth only a child can bring into being. And if there is no child, when the dream of one is hopelessly dead, if a woman is to live without bit terness she must find another dream. Even an insignificant dream is better than no dream at alL She gathered up the mended sock and replaced thread and needle in her neat darning bask et. Maybe tomorrow would be a good day to walk along the beach in search of curious marine crea tures, and bright sea shells washed in by the raging tide. In her mind’s eye, Sarah could see the wide sky heartbreakingly blue against scattered white wisps of storm clouds, while the sun discovered sparkling jewels in the platinum sand, and it’s own reflection in the amazing green water. Sarah rose and walked to the window to peer out at the blind, black night. Her dream of the sea was a small dream, but it comforted her and she cherished it, although she knew that tomor row she would rise and gaze out on a familiar white world, where morning sounds would be muted by the weight of new snow. There would be the protesting creak and crack of pine boughs shattering the frozen stillness to fling their icj^ burdens earthward, while austere, silver-sheened peaks ringed the valley like a crown. Tomorrow would be just another day on the small, isolated moun tain farm. But somewhere far away, the sea Sarah had never seen would throb against an alien shore, scattering small secrets from its c ark depths upon the sunlit sand. Subscribe To The Sun From Mrs. Arthur Green, Brad ley, Illinois: I remember when there were very few commodi ties coming to us from the local stores. We milked cows, oh, many cows. I could milk long before I was old enough to go to school. The butter not consumed was carefully molded in pound pat ties, stored in the “freeze pit” of the well and marketed on Sat urday. Eggs were also traded or sold for cash,, In the fall, dad took the wheat to die mill at Perrysville and traded it for flour. Likewise the corn was traded for meaL Maple syrup was made at a sugar grove near our house. Apples, pears, potatoes and onions were stored in the cellar. Sweet corn was dried as was a portion of beef. The winter supply of pork was home-smoked and stored. Some of it was salted down. Cabbage and turnips were cached in the gar den, well covered with straw. Sugar was purchased by the barrel, at the beginning of the canning season. Coffee came in the whole grains and we ground it in a little square grinder held on our lap. Later, Mom pur chased a fancier one which was fastened to the wall. * * * From Paul Morgan, Los Ange les: I remember the distance I walked to school was three miles, round trip. I remember the big baskets of erasers filled with chalk dust that were handed to Tie to take outside and clean. Today kids have steam heated, lir cooled schools and a bus that stops at the door for them. But, vho knows, fifty years from now today’s children will look back and say, “Those were the rugged aid days.” WORLD OUTDOORS T HOUGH the fable says he lost the race to the creeping turtle, the lowly hare, rabbit or cotton tail, as you prefer, is fast on his feet and swift as can be—as be fits America’s most popular game animal. / - The occasional news stories about villagers organizing “stick” brigades to combat the invasion of hungry hares is something oi a joke to the average nimrod who has to tromp the lespedeza fields and stomp the brush piles to even get a shot as Mr. Cottontail. In areas where rabbits are more than plentiful, some hunters gel few, or none at all, because thej aren’t wise to the ways of theii quarry. The inexperienced rabbit hunt er usually makes several mis takes—he moves too fast, there by “walking over” more rabbits than he sees; he doesn’t check the most likely places (walking through a field isn’t enough; to get your quota of rabbits, cover it thoroughly); he shoots too fast at game that jumps beneath his feet; often blasts away at game that is well outside effec tive killing range. Too much noise means fewer rabbits. Kick a brush pile when you reach it, but don’t stumble through the woods. Don’t walk too fast. Take a few steps, pause and look about you. If you hur ry, the wise bunny will huddle in a weed patch or some other cov er and let you pass^ight on by. When you pause, he becomes sus picious and decides to make his dash for a new hiding place. A shot made in haste is apt to be a poor shot either way—it’s usually a miss but even if it is a hit, at extremely close range the kill Is so thoroughly damaged as to make It hardly worth lugging in a game bag. THE NEWBERRY SUN PROM 1938 TMRU '955 WHAT PART OF THE MARCH OF DIMES DOLLAR WAS USED FOR RATI ENT 6 OARE? OO ur POLIO 0 xc If'lTW PRESENT KNOWLEDGE, COMPLETE RECOVERY IN A VERY SEVERE POLIO CASE CAN BE EXPECTED 6 MONTHS ? []]] S YEARS ? □ 8 YEARS ? □ SSsSi ? >W MANY SHOTS OF SALK VACCINE ARE NEEDED FOR MAXIMUM PROFtCmON □i?n2?D5?n4? m H^hat age group of polio VICTIMS HAS INCREASED THE MOST IN THE PAST 12 □ YEARS ? 5 TO 9 YEARS ? » 10 TO 14 YEARS ? □ ""IS TO 19 YEARS? □ . — 20 and over ? _ Answers:. ■' «3AO qnv oz _ 3-iaiSSOd -L3/, JON ^£9 fh MARCH OF DIMES * JANUARY (■■i !HS f SSI im® i sm* ill n t- : m C‘ : tr, ir ^ % Lft fc* I I ZTPSnBBH ■■■! IV 'll 'SMHII ISSP ^ El ►1'^ JHK'l B&E is sir? i , v ,r T'3 nr.i s I np.r r. r r t - r ■■«:-■ rc 'i aimi r ivvn sx isw i, ™ f * 5Sf *8 , FULL TJETHEB eannot wrap at Qia tether. Attached! to a km* pole as vtUlzCC foU ton*** t HAPPY BIRTHDAY ... Honoring chancellor Adenauer (right) on his 81st birthday are West German defense minister Strauss, Gen. Hetisinger, Gen. Speidel and Gen. Kammhuber. HAIR BRAINS . . . London teen-agers sport unusual haircuts names “flying saucer” (left) and “needlepoint.” CHAPEAUX . . . London hat show featured this black pagoda from Australia, and a bolero in raffia from New Zealand. A pple or peach crisp is a dessert to make with an oven dinner to bake right along with the main dish. Place the prepared, sweetened fruit in a buttered cas serole, cover with a crumbly top ping of flour, sugar, butter and cinnamon. Bake about 25 minutes in a moderately hot oven. Fix the children a quick after- school drink by whipping together a scoop of ice cream and a cup of fruit nectar. Relish trays brighten winter menus. Try some crisp raw cauli- THIS WEEK’S RECIPE Bean-Barley Soup (Serves 6) 1 cup dried lima beans 6 cups cold water 2 teaspoons salt Vi teaspoon pepper 2 slices onion 1 small carrot 3 tablespoons barley 1 cup evaporated milk 2 tablespoons butter Soak beans in water over night. Add salt and pepper and cook in water in which they were soaked until almost ten der. Cut onion and carrot and add to beans with barley; cook until soft. Add milk ard butter just before serving. flower, celery sticks, olives, spiced peaches and cranberry- apple relish. \ Date and nut b*ead or orange- prune bread can take the place of a dessert if you frost them while warm with a trickle of confec tioners’ sugar 'icing. Chopped broccoli should be cooked until barely tender. Serve with slivered toasted almonds and browned butter for a note of ele gance. Cream of chicken soup will be more interesting if you add a bit of raw onion juice while heating it or some of the instant onion flakes. CITRUS ROYALTY . . . Helen Tomlinson, chosen 1957 Tan gerine Queen from 25 Florida beauties, lays wand on horn of plenty filled with tangerines. Dress Pattfn No. 1504—Im a good boh- Ing shirtwaist dross that k kind to ovmry figure. Short and cop sbovss arm provided, and you can odd rows of face If yo» prefer. No. 1504 k In sizes 12, 14, 16, 18, 20, 40, 42. Size 14, cap sleeve, 4 yards of 39- Lick. Needlework Pattern No. 299—Here Is a lovely bed-jacket that Is crocheted quick ly! So nice to give or keep. No. 299 has crochet directions—small, medium, large sizes inclusive. Send 35c for each dress pattern, 25c for each needlework pattern, to AUDREY LANE BUREAU, Dept. "NWNS," 367 West Adams Street, Chicago 6, III. PAGE THREE » LAFF OF THE, WEEK •m ten my folks I was kept out by a flat tire and I can say it with » dear conscience, too!” THE BAFFLES By Mahoney - "] MIDDLE EAST PLAN . . . Admiral Arthur Radford and Sec. Dalles tell House foreign affairs committee Pres. Eisenhower’s program is designed to stop World War III before it starts. TT This an' That Baddy Parker, coach of the De troit Lions, received nine of the 25 votes cast for the National Football League’s “1956 Coach of the Year.” Second in ike bal loting was Jim Lee Howell, coach of the champion New York Giants, with six votes . . . Colorado and Clemson each got around $207,600 as their share of receipts from the Orange Bowl football game last January 1. Last year Oklahoma and Maryland each received about $225,000 from Die game . . . Al though exact terms were not dis- clooed, it was reported Ken Boyer, star third ha-man of the St. Lonls Cardinals, reportedly re ceived a whooping pay boost to al most doable his last year’s salary of $9,000. Boyer hit .306 last year, had 26 homers and 98 RBI’s . . . The Chicago Chapter of the Base ball Writers Association have se lected Brooklyn Pitcher Sal Mag- lie for “Comeback of the Year” honors. Maglie pitched a no-hit ter against the Philadelphia Phil lies last year . . . Bobby Morrow, sprinter from Texas who won throe gold medals daring the 1956 Olympic Games, was named “Sportsman of the Year” by Sports Illustrated Magazine. Ill NEW CHAMP . . . Gene Full- mer, 25, of West Jordan, Utah, won middleweight boxing title from Sugar Ray Robinson in 15 round decision boot at Madi- son Square Garden.