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one which spread an eager flush
over his handsome, young face.
“Mother, tell me,” his voice trem
bled and became huskier as he
spoke, “about Lynn, Mother. How
is she? Where is she?”
His heart sank as he observed
the pained expression on his
mother’s face. She had been dread
ing this inevitable moment. To
her son she spoke softly. “Lynn’s
sisters came in as they were leav
ing town.” He sat silently waiting
as she hesitated before continu
ing, “They said that Lynn had
spoken scarely ten words since
discovering Colin’s grave. It
seems she loved the lad very much
and wanted to leave the place o’
such grief and heartache. Since
they have kin in Dublin, the three
o* them went to live there.” She
added as she observed the bleak
expression on Rob’s face, “Rob
bie, Oi’ve known Lynn long. Oi
d’ na’ think the girlie really loved
Colin-so much more than ye. Why
na’ follow her ? She’ll be glad # t’
see ye.”
Although slow in coming, his
reply was certain. “No, Mother.
She could never change her mind.
I’ll not be botherin’ her.”
Soon thereafter he departed
aboard a steamer for the States.
Old Rob O’Nair rose slowly
from his doorstep. As he turned
to enter the house, he suddenly
became motionless. He stood as
though listening, his head cocked
slightly to one side.
The soft words came again to
his ears, words floating time-
lessly on the breeze. Now they
were distinct, “Rob, Rob, ’tis you
I love, but silent I’ve remained.
Though I die, my grave will be a
warm sweet place if ye'll but
come and stand above me and tell
me that you love me.”
The old man opened the door
and upon entering busied himself
with packing his few belongings.
He had a chore to tend to on an
island. When he again left that
isle, it would be to begin another
journey,’ a great journey to the
place from Vhence hails that bit
<>f green earth lying beyond the
Irish Sea.
“QUOTIDIAN”
By Frank C. Britt
Where am I ? It’s so drastic
ally dark. The intense pain I have
must soon cease, or I shall surely
■die a horrible death from my suf-
, ferings. Why is it that I cannot
move? Could it be that by some
unlucky twist of fate I have been
seized by one of my many jeal
ous rivals and brought to this
place whose odor is so repulsive?
Of course—I cannot move because
my body is bound tightly by ropes,
very strong ropes, in order that I
may not break loose and escape
from this blasted dungeon. But
where is the pressure from the
ropes? I feel none, none at all.
Let me get a hold of myself.
There is bound to be a logical so
lution for this uncanny, but so
realistic, situation in which I am
entwined. Why certainly -— how
very ignorant of me not to figure
out such a simple problem—I am
asleep. But if I’m asleep, why in
Heaven’s name doesn’t my con
scious mind awaken me from this
frightening nightmare of a
dream ?
My legs seem to be playing
tricks on me; in the same manner
that my bruised arms are. The
limbs of this wretched/body have
been numb during all of my fan
tastic dream. How does one have
physical feelings such as the ones
I have witnessed while asleep? It
is impossible—it just has to be!
Can it be that I am paralyzed and
not asleep?
The enclosure that I am lying
in is much too spacious to be a
-coffin, and the air is much too
«lear for me to be in my grave.
There is a strange and penetrat
ing odor about this place which
haunts it. Yet, in a way, the odor
doesn’t seem very foreign, but
my sense of smell isn’t at its
prime just now.
As far back as I can recall, I
have been tormented with the
ghastly fear that one day I would
suffocate to death*, or even worse,
be buried alive. Never have I
learned to swim for fear that
the deep water would engulf my
helpless body and hold me under,
never to surface again. Taking a
bath is about the nearest to water
I shall most probably ever ven
ture. There must be an awful mis
ery in the mind of a drowning per
son, trying to gasp for that last
breath of air, struggling with his
life for every last ounce of
strength in his water-filled body.
Then suddenly, there is no more
energy left and life ceases to re
main in the sti angled corpse. Just
the thought of such things makes
my shrunken stomach forget the
need and desire for food although
my insides plead for it.
Oh. my heart aches for Marie to
be here at my side to console and
comfort me in this time of misery.
Marie would, always be there to
hely me when I felt insecure and
afraid. Even as a child, she could
make me understand I was safe
and wanted. When we were young,
Marie helped me with my studies,
because she was more intellec
tual than I. Even though we
were the same age, she always
seemed to be so much more ma
ture than she should rightfully be.
She was so kind to me, I natural
ly loved and respected her, while
simultaneously I knew I must dis
continue my dependence upon her.
Marie gave me comforting coun
sel which I needed quite often. As
a matter of fact, it was she who
relieved much of my fear of suf
focation and being buried alive.
Marie convinced me that the only
way to prevent waking up in my
coffin ahd dying from lack of air
was to have my body cremated.
Trusting in her sound advice, I
had my will drawn up and in it
clearly stated that upon my death
I was to be cremated immediately.
How I loved Marie—oh, if she
could only know how much. We
had a mutual understanding be
tween us that we would be mar
ried when I thought there was
enough money for us to have a
good start. The only talent I have
ever had is painting, so I began
work oh those lifeless landscapes.
But somehow, somewhere deep
within me there lay a force that
guided my unpracticed hand and
I miraculously had the skill to
I knew I had to break away; her
magnetism was drawing me back
into her arms again, and Marie
wasn’t what I thought I wanted.
What else was there for me to do
but to murder Marie ? She must
have drugged my coffee because
soon after drinking it I was over
come by a gradual feeing of in
ertia and everything began to look
hazy. This made me furious and 1
dived toward Marie with my hands
aipied at her throat . . . and . .
and . . . that’s all I can remem
ber. Everything that happened af
ter I murdered Marie, if I suc
ceeded, is a total blank. I can
only pray that Marie is alive, even
though she did attempt to poison
me; but I drove her to this fatal
deed of hers.
Now it’s all very clear—the
drug I drank in the coffee puts
the victim, me, in a state of para
lysis. That’s why I can’t move.
But I still don’t know where I
am. If I could only shout for aid,
there might be a chance for me
to live. Wait! What was that
noise? I hear it again. Has some
one come to rescue me? It sounds
like someone entering this cham
ber through a heavy metal door
but I see no light. .Someone has
removed the material which has
been completely covering my
body. Why, I can see now, but my
body still won’t make the slightest
movement—he will surely think I
am dead! This bed I lie on is very
flat and hard. Why is there no
pillow? More people are entering
—I hear them about me—the air
is hotter, and there seems to be
an immensely bright light at the
base of my feet. Yes, I’m positive
there is a light. The light is com
ing closer and the heat is unbear
able! Somebody do something!
cannot die like this—I just can’t!
Please save me! I’m being cre
mated—alive! O, Lord! It’s too
late! Marie! . . Marie! . Marie!
“For Pete’s sake, Doctor Hall
man. I’ve heard you have some
crackpots in your mental ward,
but this man is suffering I tell
convey vivid life into whatever I you!”
painted on the canvas. | “Oh, there’s no need to worry,
Being a renowned artist was a
little more than a man of my
bearings and lack of professional
experience could cope with at the
time, so it went to my head a
little, as I rdcollect. During this
upsurge, I began to see less and
less of Marie, and the horrible
part of it was that I realized what
mental anguish she was going
through, yet I couldn’t conceive
of returning to her, not while my
glory was so enhancingly bright.
Other women became attracted by
me and, like any other male in
his right mind, I took advantage
of my sudden and surprising popu
larity, without further ado.
Then, all at once, I noticed
that Marie ' was following me
wherever I should take a fancy
to go, as if there had been no
friction between us at all. The
embarrassment Marie inflicted up
on me when she would come up)
to me in a crowd and pretend we
were in love was simply more than
I could bear. Marie wasn’t the
most beautiful woman in the
world, and she knew it. She also
knew I owed her something for
all the time she had spent helping
me. With the probability of hav
ing a choice to marry any one of
the exciting women of my new
and so different life, what would
I do with a personality like Marie,
whose only good point was being
compassionate and consoling? I
see now how much Marie really
meant to me, since it’s too late. If
only I could right my wrong; if
only I could bring Marie back to
me. Why didn’t someone warn me
that those women with whom I
had kept company had only one
motive for going with me, and
that was to get their hands on all
the money I pretended to possess.
Marie was so very kind to me
when I visited her last night. I
tried to explain to her that she
must stop following me and how
she had humiliated me before my
friends so many times. She refus
ed to discontinue these unneessary
actions and tried to show me how
much she loved my new self. This
nauseated me, because lately I
have enjoyed the company of more
feminine and delicate women.
Marie was still the same good
cook as I had remembered from
previous occasions. Although I
was very hungry, the only nour
ishment I could stand was the one
cup of coffee she insisted I drink.
Johnson? That poor fellow has
been with us for years. We pick
ed him up on the street one night.
He was mumbling something un
der his breath, something concern
ing a person by the name of Ma
rie. This was probably^some frag
ment in the imagination of that
warped mind of his. Why, every
morning when we take his covers
off, he begins screaming for Ma
rie. You’ll get used to it ... I
have.”
College Professors ....
Cmt. from page 1
the*'Centennial Commencement on
June 2.
Prof. Monts has been a member
of the Kiwanis Club for 32 years
and he has held many offices.
Among some of the many offi
ces held by Prof. Monts were
president, vice president, and sec
retary of the Department of Col
lege Teachers of Education of the
South Carolina Education Associa
tion.
He is a member of the Lutheran
Church of the Redeemer in New
berry and has served a number of
terms as member of the church
council, member of the Board of
Trustees of Newberry College,
and also as member of the Board
of Trustees of the Lutheran home.
He is now and has been for a num
ber of years, superintendent of the
Sunday school. He taught the
Geo. B. Cromer Bible class for
four years.
His hobbies are gardening and
chickens. He uses his spare time
now following athletic contests
and keeping in touch with other
extra curricula school contests.
Mr. and Mrs. Monts have two
children: Ruth Miller Monts, now
Mrs. Pat B. Coggin of Blackville,
and Julia Elizabeth Monts, now
Mrs. Buddy Barker, of Denmark,
both graduates of Newberry Col
lege.
(By L. C. GRAHAM, Director
Public Relations, Newberry
College)
Completing a ministerial and
teaching career spanning 46 years,
The Rev. R. A. Goodman, profes
sor of Bible and Christian ethics
at Newberry College, will retire
at the end of the 1957 summer
session.
Dr. Goodman through his life,
his teaching, and a multitude of
services has endeared himself to
For Efficient, Courteous
and Honest Service
ELECT
A. P. “Pete” Parrott
YOUR
Alderman
FROM WARD NO. 4
the college, the church, and the
community.
Through these services: A bible
teacher, the filling of the pulpits
of many of the various denomina
tions, services on various commit
tees, speeches to a large number
of organizations, and the many
others he so willingly rendered,
he made a real and lasting contri
bution to the community as a
whole. For these many services
he will long be remembered and
loved by all.
Dr. Goodman was born in Amity,
Iredell County, North Carolina, in
1881, the son of J. A. B. Goodman
aiyi Margaret O. Lipe. Dr. Good
man stated jokingly that 1881 was
a very dry* year, and this was^
probably the reason he was so'
small
Dr. Goodman first attended a
one-teacher school with, about 60
or 70 students. There were no
grades at this time and one teach
er taught everything from the
ABC’s to algebra. He completed
this school at the age of 15. In
discussing this school, Dr. Good
man remarked that Miss Margar
et Houck, the teacher, was one of
the five great teachers in his life.
For the next four years he serv
ed as a clerk in a crossroads
country store and post office,
farmed, fired boilers at the gin,
saw mill, ^nd even operated a
grist mill by himself—grinding as
much as 100 bushels a day, at
times.
Dr. Goodman, then 19 years
old, sold his accumulations, which
consisted mainly of a horse, a bug
gy, and a wagon; and for the next
two years attended a private
school owned by Prof. Peter E.
Wright at China Grove, N. C. Dr.
Goodman said Prof. Wright, the
second great teacher in his life,
literally poured in the" English,
Latin, and math. At this time
there was no commencement; the
last lessons were the examina
tion-graduation and the com
mencement.
This school sent scores of boys
to college on the simple recom
mendation of Prof. Wright. Dr.
Goodman was one of three recom
mended in one letter for entrance
to the freshman class of Roanoke
College. The college, with stu
dents from all sections of the
United States, selected four stu
dent commencement speakers oh
the basis of their college record.
Three of the four chosen were the
three from Prof. Wright’s school.
Dr. Goodman graduated from
Roanoke College, Salem, Virginia,
in 1906, with an A. B. degree. Af
ter graduation he was invited to
be an instructor in the college and
take the Masters Degree, but
ministers were so badly needed in
the Lutheran Church he was per
suaded to forego this opportunity.
He entered the Lutheran Seminary
at Charleston, South Carolina, and
completed the prescribed courses
in 1909.
In 1909, he was ordained to the
Lutheran ministry by the North
Carolina Lutheran Synod. Dr.
Goodman remarked that the presi
dent of the synod and the man
who preached the ordination ser
mon were graduates of Newberry
College.
His first ministry was Home
Mission pastor at Spencer, North
Carolina, where he served for
two years. He stated that it'w^g
during this time that the greatest
event of his life took place—his
marriage to Miss Nena Troutman,
at Troutman, N. -C.
From Spencer, he was called to
be pastor of Ho^y Trinity Luth
eran Church at Mount Pleasant,
N. C., where he served for ten
years.. In addition to the min
istry in the church, he taught
Latin and history in Mount Pleas
ant Collegiate Institute, a mili
tary school for boys. After two
years in the institute he w^s call
ed to be principal of Mount Am-
oena Seminary, a school in the
same town, for girls. In the mean
time, he continued his ministry.
His job was to finance the school,
secure students, employ the teach
ers, and to teach any subject for
which he could not find an in
structor. Dr. Goodman stated that
he generally ended up teaching
everything in school except mus
ic and history. While here he was
instrumental in establishing ele
mentary courses in science, phy
sics, and chemistry. When asked
what he did in his spare time, he
said that he assisted the janitor
and mowed the grass.
After ten years as pastor of
Holy Trinity, Mount Amoena, etc.,
he accepted a call by the board of
trustees of Newberry College—
Dr. S. J. Derrick, president—to
become teacher of Bible and
Christian ethics, on the Summer
Brothers Foundation at Newberry
College. This position he has
filled continuously from this .date
to the present and his retirement
-a period of 36 years.
In recognition of his many years
of service to Newberry College,
the Board of Trustees presented
to Dr. Goodman a Distinguished
Service Award at the Centennial
Commencement in June, 1957.
At the close of the present ses
sion of Newberry College Sum
mer School, Dr. and Mrs. Good
man will move to Troutman, N. C.
the former home of Mrs. Good
man.
Di'. and Mrs. Goodman’s chil-
BOOKMOBILE
THURSDAY, AUG. I
Box Factory, Gauses Store
Queens Community, Fowlers
Store
Long Lane Community, Mrs. Ben
Caldwell
Whitmire Library
Gary Community, Mrs. A. P. Ram-
age
Bush River Community, Mrs. Wil
lie Singley
Bush River Community, Mrs. L.
L. King
Tranwood Community, Mrs. Oscar
Johnson.
CARD OF THANKS
I wish to express my most
heartfelt thanks to all my many
friends for their kindness during
my recent illness in the New'berry
County Memorial Hospital. I am
very thankful and do appreciate
the many beautiful cards, letters,
flowers, visits, and giftp. It means
so much to me and my family to
know that friends are thinking of
you while you are sick.
^>1 especially want to thank the
doctors, nurses, and the entire
staff of the hospital for their
kindnesses and patience. To my
pasto», Rev. Paul Monroe and all
the ministers I want to thank you
for your visits and prayers.
To one and all from the depths
of my heart, I say thank you.
Ed. Blackwell.
NOTICE
Precinct managers for the City
Democratic Primary to be held
Tuesday, August 6th, are a^ked
to pick up the ballot boxes' at
The Newberry Sun office Satur
day, August 3, between the hours
of 9 a. m. and 12 noon.
O. F. ARM FIELD,
, Secretary.
Methodist Circles
Meet Next Monday
The circles of the Woman’s So
ciety of Christian Service of Cen
tral Methodist Church will meet
August 5 as follows:
No. 1 with Mrs. D. O. Carpen
ter at 4 p. m.
No. 2 with Mrs. Henry Lomin-
ack at 4 p. m., Mrs. Forrest
Lomipack, associate hostess.
No. 3, with Mrs. iohn W.
Schumpert at 10:30 a. m.
The Julia White and Wesleyan
Service Guild Wednesday, August
7 at seven o’clock in the Social
Hall.
No. 5 with Mrs. Meredith Har
mon at 10:30 a. m.
Louise Best with Mrs. Willihm
Hentz at 4 p. m.
Revival Be At
Victory Church
The Revival Fellowship will be
held at Victory Baptist Church of
Poinaria Saturday night, August
3 at 7:30 with the sermon by Rev.
Toy Waddell of Spartanburg. A
revival will be held August 12
through 17 at 7:30 conducted by
Rev. Floyd Paschall of Union. The
public is invited to attend all of
these services.
PERSONAL
MENTION
Mr. and Mrs. D. L. Andrews
and children, Linda and Becky
have returned to their home in
Smyrna, Ga., after spending last
week here with Mrs. Andrews’
parents, Mr. and Mrs. John C.
Wilson on Boundary street.
Mr. and Mrs. J. L Koon, Mr.
and Mrs. Glynn Hamm and soq,
Laddie, Mrs. Ellis Shealy and
son, Bobbie; Jimmy Koon and
Miss A^lice Faye Koon are spend
ing their vacation this week at
Myrtle Beach.
Douglas and Priscilla McFar-
lane of Red Bank, N. J. are spend
ing the summer with their grand
father, G. P. Berry and other
relatives in Newberry while
their mother is recuperating from
a recent illness. Mrs. McFarlane
will join her children here in Sep
tember and they will return home
with her.
Mr. and Mrs. Wayne Martin
and children, George and Amelia
Ann returned to their home in
Newberry the first of the week
after a vacation at Edisto Beach.
They were accompanied by Mr.
and Mrs. Bobby Schumpert.
Sandra and Dianne Fellers re
turned to their home in Columbia
Monday of this week after a
weeks’ visit with their grand
mother, Mrs. Cecil Fellers and
their uncle and aunt, Mr. and
Mrs. David Ringer at their home
on the cut-off.
Mr. and Mrs. J. H. Halfacre
spent the weekend in Pomaria in
the home of Mrs. Halfacre’s moth-
dren are Gilbert B. Goodman, pas
tor of the Lutheran Church at
Spindale, N. C.; Margaret' Jane
Goodman (Mrs. Albert White of
Statesville, N. C.); Mary Helen
Goodman (Mrs. Tom P. Cassell
of Rural Retreat, Va.); and Wil
liam Bennet Goodman (lost in
World War II).
Dr. Goodman is a member of
the Exchange Club. He has been
serving as pastor emeritus of the
Lutheran Church of the Redeem
er at Newberry for a number of
years, and was secretary of the
college faculty for 25 years.
er, Mrs. A. E. Lominick.
Mrs. Clyde McCarley, who re
cently underwent surgery at the
Fort Jackson Hospital, returned
to her home on Caldwell street
last Tuesday and is recuperating
nicely. Mr. McCarley, who was a
patient at the Veterans Hospital
while his wife was ill, plans to
return home this week.
Mrs. John Thomas of Aiken is
spending this week with her par
ents. Mr. and Mrs. D. L. Nance
and her grandmother, Mrs. Emma
Longshore on Johnstone street.
Mr. and Mrs. George Heller re
turned to their home on Harper
street last week after ^ a tour of
the East and West coasts of
Florida.
Mr. and Mrs. William Heller
and Mr. and Mrs. Russell Addy
spent Monday through Wednes
day of this week in Atlanta, Ga.
where they witnessed the famous
“Cyclorama,” the Battle of At
lanta, at Grant Park.
Guests of Mr. and Mrs. J. C.
Abrams on Route 3, Newberry,
Sunday were Mrs. Lucy Nabors
and Mr. and Mrs. Herman, Nabors
of Clinton; Mr. and Mrs. Otis At-
taway and son, George Attaway
of Columbia and Mrs. G. B. Bar
nette and three sons of Charlotte,
N. C. Sunday was Mr. Abrams
birthday.
Mrs. Lucille Foster is spending
ten days at Black Mountain, N. C.
While there, she is C a guest
Monta Vista Hotel.
Mr. and Mrs. W. A. Asbill <
Electra, Tex., returned to the’r
home last Wednesday after a
week’s stay here with Mrs. J. J.
Langford and Herman Langford
on Boundary street. Mrs. Asbill is
the sister of the late J. J. Lang
ford and sister of Mrs. Mae Fant
of Newberry. They were -joined
here last Monday by their son and
daughter-in-law, Mr. and Mrs.
Langford Asbill, who remained
until Wednesday when they all re
turned to their home in Texas.
Mrs. James R. Leavell has re
turned to her home on Martin
street after an extended visit with
her son-in-law and daughter, Mr.
and Mrs. Bill Davis in Chatta
nooga, Tenn.
Mr. and Mrs. Frank Lominack
fir. and grandsons, Bill and Rey
Lominack, and Ket Regnery re
turned to Newberry Thursday af
ter a weeks' stay at Sea Island,
Ga. W’hile there, they had the
pleasure of meeting the Perry.
Como family who were guests at
. 9 •.•’.me Tiot-:.
Mr. and Mrs. Eurl Singley Jr.
have moved to 2614 A.'ex avenue
to make their home.
Mr. and Mrs. Charles Baber
are now residing at 1108 Hill-
crest Drive.
Rev. and Mrs. Carl J. Sexton
are residing at 927 Cline street.
To The
VOTERS
Ipj£ij
feA's-
Newberry
I am asking for your vote because I believe I can serve you
well out of a wealth of experience and a desire to put this ex
perience into practice.
. I was born and reared in Newberry and I khow Newberry and
its people. We have good people, people whose good judgment
I trust., They want a city government cast on a high plane, and
on a basis of honesty and fair dealing. To this end I pledge my
self. ,
EXPERIENCE *
I have been a tnember of council for
many years and am thoroughly familiar
with the affairs of the City. I believ^I
can be of greater service to our people in
the office of Mayor an dl pledge to give
to the office all the time it requires.
FACTS
Each voter should find out for him
self the condition of his city. The
FACTS can be had from Mr. Clarence
FINANCIAL CONDITION
The City of Newberry is in a good,
sound, financial condition. I doubt if
it has ever been better. Water, sewers
and lights have been given to all who
asked for them. In many cases the city
will never recover its investment, but
T hold that the most humble is entitled
to such service, no matter where it is
needed within the city^ limits.
IMPROVEMENTS
No matter what is said, or by whom,
the fact remains that Newberry has
made progress in many ways; sewer
age and water lines have been extend
ed to almost every part of the city;
streets have been improved; a new wat
er supply installed. An up to date
White Way lights your streets; traffic
is better regulated; the city’s light and
power system has been improved to the
extent of tens of thousands of dollars.
Service installations are prompt and
TAXES
There is only one other city in South
Carolina of comparable size that has a
tax rate as low as that of Newberry.
Many of our neighboring cities have
MY PLEDGE TO YOU
IF ELECTED
We cannot stand still; if we do not go
forward, we shall certainly go back
ward. If elected I intend to try to set
in mot;ion a movement to get more pay
roll in Newberry. This can be done if
it is Worked at hard enough, with City
Council and all our people cooperating.
Respectfully yours,
. I can say in all modesty that I have
been fairly successful in my own busi
ness and it seems to follow that my busi
ness experience should contribute to the
proper handling of the Mayor’s office.
Wallace at City Hall at any time. You
do not have to take anyone’s word when
the facts can be had first hand.
I want to give you my word that city
hall is CLEAN; that the City’s money
is handled by people who are complete
ly honest, and that the books are aud
ited by Certified Accountants. These
accountants have NEVER found the
slightest irregularity in the books of the
city.
there is little or no interruption of light
and power. Playgrounds are maintained
and play supervised. Many of these
things you did not have a few years
ago, but you have them now and you
have them at low cost. I don’t believe
any city gets more out of its tax dollar
than does Newberry. I have been on
council during the period of this im
provement and have worked to bring
them about.
rates of 4, 5, 6 or even 10 mills above
that of Newberry. Yet Newberry citi
zens get all the services given in those
cities where the rate is much higher.
I intend to suggest concrete plans for
getting industry. There is much city
council can do and I am sure will do.
Do by all means go out and vote; if
not for me, then for someone, but vote
anyway. It is a privilege that many do
not have and it is a duty as a citizen.
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