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THE NEWBERRY SUN PAGE THREE THURSDAY, MARCH 14, 1957 BOYS ARE THAT WAY Training for Trouble By J. M, ELEAZER I was in a strange country when our oM wood-burner left Little Mountain, nine miles from home, beaded for Laurens, 445 miles away. I was just riding to Lau rens for fun. My father was the country doctor and he got me a pass. Soon, Newberry was reached. 1 had heard my mother talk a lot about that place. She was raised in that section and went to school there. There I was 25 miles from home, farthest I had ever been. I hung out of the window most of the time, specially when it was on a curve, watching those drivers roll. Up the road from Newberry I got a cinder in my eye that bothered me a lot and stayed there until I got to Laurens and a man at the drug store put a flax seed in and chased the thing out. There at the Laurens depot I saw my first coal-burning loco motive. It was on C&WC. It had a small stack; our wood-burners had very large stacks. I picked a piece of that hard heavy coal up and examined it minutely. Our charcoal was light. It was heavy. Ours soiled you hands a little, it a lot. I put a piece of it in my pocket and took it back home with me. That pocket never got clean again. At home I showed it to the folks. Then for years it was kept in a tray of curios on the whatnot there in the comer of the parlor near Uncle -Sandorf’s enlarged- pitcure. After I returned from that great adventure in the outer world, the kids in the community asked me many questions about that strange land, away up there at Laurens, 45 miles from home! By horse and buggy that was a good two days away. By train it was only three hours (18 miles an hour!). The world was sure get ting fast. Time rolled on, and two years ago I ate breakfast in Greenville and supper in Spokane, Wash ington! And on a jet plane now one could eat breakfast here, dinner on the Pacific coast, and then supper back here. 8HAPELT MISS . . . Sharlayne Ferraro of Portland, Ore., was crowned Miss Exquisite Form of 1957. She won trips to Europe and South America, and valu able prizes. REV. ROBERT H. HARPER LIVING SACRIFICES I T SHOULD indeed be a reason able thing for men to present their bodies as a living sacrifice unto God. For it is through the abilities and skills of the body that good deeds are done and men are led to glorify the Father in heaven. The feet must be obe dient to the hear, of love to go upon errands of helpfulness, the hand must be soft with love and kindness to minister in the needy hour, and lips and tongue must be employed to sing unto God and say kind words to men. It is a living sacrifice that God calls upon us to give. The prog ress of mankind and the good of men have been furthered by the dead sacrifices of men, by the deeds of men who have given their lives in a great cause and to bring life and health to others. Is it not then a reasonable thing that men should be called upon to present their bodies as living sacri fices for Christ, to live for him day after day amid all the scenes at human life. And remember that God requires no less than this of all who would come unto him. And to make such sacrifices will mean life and peace and jcpr ever more. FLOOD VICTIMS are rescued from the Napa River at Napa, Calif., by civil defense workers, a typical example of the role of local CD rescue units in natural disaster. Some MO “Calamity Jane'* rescue tracks such as this are now in vat in the United States. (Photo by Bob McKenzie) HOME AT LAST! . . Kissing soli of homeland after 8 years as Red captives in Albania, 105 Greek soldiers seized during 1946-49 communist revolt were repatriated by Red Cross. SMALL RESCUE truck, approved by the Fed- Hydraulic jack, along with spreading p ulli “ g eral Civil Defense Administration for Federal equipment; (2) portable inhalator, and (5) port- matching funds, has an amazing array of equip- able one-kilowatt generator. Four-wheel-drive ment for Its four-man crew. Included are: (1) truck can traverse rough terrain. (fcda Photo) TELL DE VOUR OK. AMO LIT W fAU IT DM TO Hf LF OTHCKS IM SOL VIMG THORS BY JOHN and JANE STRICKLAND ~D Today's Problem: Facing Discouragement <«TT WAg a discouraging mo- •L ment,” said Howard Grieves, of 5240 Centre Avenue, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, “when I found I had a cataract forming on my left eye. Old age was creeping up op me! I was further discouraged when I was told by my doctor that in time, the same catastrophe would befall the other eye. “For a week I went about in a daze. Would I eventually become totally blind? I was so distressed about my affliction that I didn’t even tell my wife for days; and then I made her promise not to mention it to anyone. I wanted no sympathy; in fact I almost felt I was facing disgrace, and I felt ashamed. Never having been around anyone afflicted with eye trouble. One evening, as I stood on a street corner waiting for the lights to change someone tapped my arm: “Would you kindly tell me when the light is green?’ I turned to face a man totally blind. As I walked across the street with him he made a cheerful remark about the beautiful sunny day. I was hesitant about replying, and he went on to say, T suppose you wonder that I know it is a sunny day?’ I said. ‘Well, yes—.’ ‘Oh, I feel it,’ he said, ‘and that’s just as satisfactory as seeing it.’ “I walked several blocks with him because he cheered me. As we talked, he told me that loss of sight wasn’t the worst thing that could happen to a man. For instance, some people were per manently crippled, or paralyzed, or deaf. And there was never a day when he didn’t experience the helpfulness of man, not only in crossing streets,' but in devious other ways. Those he contacted showed they liked him, wanted to do something for him. I again felt ashamed. But this time, what a difference! I was ashamed be cause I'had been such a coward in facing temporary disability of eyesight, and this optimistic man had had his disability made per manent. N “Never again did I succumb to a discouraging thought about my eyes. The doctor had said I could have an operation to restore the sight of one eye, long before the other eye would suffer. Why, I would never be totally blind from a cataract! THREE PALS . . i Nuerenberg zoo keeper Herman Reyer frol ics with two of his 14-month old triplet polar bears. PRINTING; The Sun is well equip ped to handle all your printing orders. We specialize in letter heads, envelopes, billheads and statements, also invoices. We print any kind of receipt book, numbered or plain. Ruled forms, vouchers, and many other items. Try us for quality printing with prompt service. Phone No. 1. We'll be glad to call. LONG ROAD TO RENO By Allen Wishert T IME hangs heavily at times, especially, while waiting for a train as Ellen Madison was doing. She was standing at the West window of the small station, her view covering the shining rails to where they curved and disap peared two miles beyond. The train wasn’t in sight. She walked to the South window and gazed out upon and along the Main Street of her home town. She could see the steeple of the little church where she and Fred had vowed not to let anything tear them asunder; to remain to gether until death do them part. The glorious event was solemn ized three months ago. Today she was boarding a train that would speed her out of her husband’s life forever. Her eyes welled in tears. She brushed them away, turning again to the West window, the train was rounding the distant curve. She prayed that the Lord turn back his Universe and bring her yesterday. The misunderstanding between she and Fred was trivial. In the midst of heated anger di vorce was mentioned. Reno was 102 miles North of Bridgeport. Ellen gathered up a traveling bag and hat case, went onto the platform, the string of coaches came to a whining stop. A brake- man swung down the steps of a car with a* small stbol. He took her bags and hoisted them onto the coach platform, then held out his hand for her ticket. He glanced at it as he had at thousands of others. However, at this one i he toqk a second glimpse, raised his eyes, looked into El len’s. Involuntary, he shook his head as he passed it back. The train was well on it’s way. rolling swiftly, when a young man came down the aisle, paused be side Ellen, then said: “Pardon me, is this seat oc cupied? Now, now, don’t get the idea that I am trying to intrude, but this seems to be the one and only vacant chair in the entire coach." “You’re welcome to it,** re plied Ellen. “I’ll remove my coat There." The monotony was becoming irksome, finally, he ventured; “Traveling Far?” “No, only to—,” she almost said; Reno. “Nevada.” “Nevada?” he glanced at her, quizzically. “Are—are you a movie star?" “Well, now, hardly.” “When Nevada is mentioned, Reno looms into the picture.” “I am returning home,” said Ellen, any excuse to further avoid the subject. Two days later, seated in her hotel room, fallen checked her finances. Expenses had surged be yond calculation, and her cash was running low. She must lo cate cheaper lodgings. As she walked from the hotel lobby onto the sidewalk, a taxi drew up, the door opened, she al most swooned as Fred, her hus band* stepped from the cab. “Why—why, Fred, what are you —How did you—?” “Happen to be here,” he sup plied. “Let’s step into this cafe. I’ll explain,” Over their coffee cups, Fred began: / “After you left, my thoughts flew to Reno, the gambling capi- tol of America, so, I determined to try my luck.” “Why, Fred, I never suspected you of gambling.” “I don’t intend play Chuc-A- Luck, poker, three card monte, or the dice. I am staking all on the Wheel of Fortune.” Then and there, seated at the coffee table, Fred Madison, placed all his blue chips on one turn of the wheel, he suggested that they place their losing’s to gether, when the wheel ceased spinning Ellen was clasped in his arm’s. Their next best bet was when they boarded the train for home on a second honeymoon. SPRING TONIC FOR MALE WARDROBES Wake up there, fellow! It’s “sulphur and molasses” time for your wardrobe. . Even if the spring sun hasn’t yet popped through the wintry clouds in your neighborhood, you can give a lift to your winter- weary wardrobe—and your outlook—with some of the new attrac tive shirts and ties for spring, such as the handsome red-and-gray patterned batiste shirt and restrained red tie on the young man above. And any fellow whose thoughts take the “likely” turn with the coming of spring undoubtedly gives Dan Cupid an assist with the solid front he presents with such a combination, suggests the American Institute of Men’s and Boys’ Wear. Looking over the springtime • selection, we find the button- down collar style more popular | than ever’ and available in sev eral varieties. Most are in sturdy oxford cloths that go so well with both dress-up and casual clothes. Pleated-front shirts in white and colors also offer a welcome change-of-pace for spring, dress-up wear. Shorter point modified spread collars are fine for business tlnd special oc casions. Subtlety keynotes new neck wear. Planned to coordinate with the new spring patterned suits and shirts, the ties are restrained to prevent creating too busy an effect. Under-the- . knot patterns that have most of the design in the area below the k7' r > < ‘'r? 'rcat companions for striped and checked shirts, and are equally good mates for whites and solid shades. Stripes in traditional reps are still hot fashion news. Another bonus of these color ful shirts and handsome ties is the way they can create the il lusion of a much larger ward robe. The suit you’ve been wear ing with white shirts takes on a new look when perked up with a colored or patterned shirt, a beautiful tie, a color-coordinated breast pocket handkerchief or some of the other small but im portant details that help to brighten up an entire outfit. Try some of these shirts and ties as a spring tonic for your wardrobe—rnd your outlook. VALLEY FORGE AWARDS ... Dr. Kenneth Wells (light) pre sents Freedom Foundstlon’s awards to FBI chief J. Edgar Hoover (left) and Defense Sec. Chas. E. Wilson. Hoover received highest prise,—$5,000 and special medaL j LAFF OF THE WEEK “Caned that qhartrense sport oar I ordered yesterday.** THE BAFFLES By Mahoney j m»:mmrrr c -rrr* r,F mwwMm !bi ■iimi’ it BROOMSTICK WOODEN STRIP PORTABLE FEEDER . . . Handy portable feeder Is cut from rectangular-shaped 5-gal. can and nailed to wooden strips as shown. Piece of broomstick serves as handle. AUSTRIAN FLOOD . . . Rampaging waters of Ache River tear out section of bridge at Bregenze, halting traffic and causing much damage. WOMAN SUFFRAGE . . . Women of Punjab cast ballots in India’s second general election as clerk inks party choice on hand of each voter.