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COMMENT
on
Men & Things
Bv J. K. BRKKDIN
Hon. Beverley Herbert, of
Columbia has favored me with
a note approving a recent
Spectator column. I feel greatly
honored for Mr. Herbert is a
man of exceptional intellectual
range and is a man of highest
integrity of mind and profes
sional relations.
Mr. Herbert comes from the
atmosphere of great spirits for
he was reared in the land of
Washington, Jefferson, Madi
son, John Marshall and other
giants.
As I’ve hinted before I re
joice in my being a grandson
of Virginia, even the Valley of
the Shenandoah.
I do not forget old Society
Hill, the land of my mother and
several grandfathers.
You would not have me for
get Charleston, the old city of
my birth and my childhood and
youth. Even so.
Carolina, too, has produced
great men, of course, and we
once boasted the sagacity of
sons of this State.
Most of our people don’t
know the great history of Flor
ence, Darlington, Cheraw and
Marlboro; I am proud of all
the State.
Millions for defense but not
one cent for tribute.
$2.00 per year in advance
you even hear that? During my
boyhood we recited that often.
Do we live it, or has it passed
into the nebulous statesman
ship of the modern leaders who
are disregarding all our an
cient glory.
“God give us men! A time
like this demands
Strong minds, great hearts,
true faith,
And ready hands;
Men whom the lust of office
does not kill;
Men whom the spoils of office
cannot buy;
Men who possess opinions and
a will;
Men who have honor; men who
will not lie:”
This old poem was some
thing taught in the schools
some generations ago.
Someone has taken issue with
me in my little discourse on
President Johnson and Bobby
Kennedy as baseball pitchers.
In order to merit the criticism
of my friend I have to admit
that President Johnson had
great speed, but I remind you
that most speedy pitchers are
inclined to be wild. However
it may be that President John
son has a curve, but like hh
speed is not well controlled
When he throws a curve all ot
us wonder whether it will hurl
over our heads, hitting our
backs or over the fence.
I will go back again to the
little American ship that is still
held by the North Koreans.
And not only the ship but the
men. What must have been the
influence or authority that took
the vast ship Enterprise into
North Korea, when it went
there because of the seizure ol
the small American ship. Why
did the Enterprise go there in
the first place? Why did it
leave in the second place? And
what are we doing in the third
place ?
Remembering the glorious
traditions of the American
Navy I can hardly believe that
some superior authority inter
vened to bring about such a de
plorable situation. The Admiral
of the Fleet must certainly be
an old time naval officer; and
the Captain of the Enterprise
must be a man chucked full of
the American spirit. Why, then,
did the Enterprise quietly sail
away ? Beyond a doubt there
has been some high supervisor
authority who stepped in and
brought about this inglorious
situation.
The lovely spring brings to
my mind a time in Europe. I
went from France over the
English Channel to England ar
riving in London at night.
In London I visited the usual
places: Westminister Abbey,
The House of Parliament, The
Tower of London wherein so
many illustrious figures lost
their heads.
One morning some of us
Yankees ((they call all of us
Yankees, you know) went to
Buckingham Palace to enjoy
the brilliant spectacle of the
Change of the Guard and we
were invited to enter and ob
serve a rich occasion, the King
awarded the Grand Cross of
Merit to Lord Haig, Command-
er of the Army, and Lord Beat
ty Grand Admiral of the Fleet.
The King awarded the Victor
ious Cross to a Tommy, a pri
vate soldier. Later I visited the
beautiful Scottish city of Edin-
borough and went from there
through the famous lakes—
Loch Katrine, and Loch Lorn
ond, returning to Edinborough
by way of the Port of Glas
gow, Scotland’s chief port.
Sunday found six of us Am
ericans in the officers’ hotel,
across from the American Em
bassy.
Upon being asked if we
wished to attend church all
said yes and when asked which
church, all said “to hear Dr.
J. H. Jowett.” Dr. Jowett was
Britians most famous preacher.
The service was simple and
sweet; the sermon one that
touched the heart; from the
text: “When the Lord Cometh
Shall He Find Faith On The
Earth?” My recollection of the
text is my tribute to the en
gaging sweetness of the ser
mon.
I do not recall England’s
roast beef; but I do remember
asking for a glass of ice tea.
My English friends were hor
rified and said: “It isn’t done.’
That is the English expression
to denote horrified surprise.
The waiter obliged me by
bringing a glass of boiling hot
tea, with milk and a bowl of
ice. Even so.
I went to the great palace
of Versailles, a few miles from
Paris, and was one of the vast
group that on illustrious oc
casion of the signing of the
Peace Treaty by President Wil
son and the other notables of
many nations.
I went to the tomb of Na
poleon so often I almost triec
to speak his Corsican French.
In the hymn “My Country
Tis of Thee” appears this:
“Protect us by thy might,
Great God, our King.”
“I am the resurrection and
the Life, He that believeth on
me.
Tho he were dead,
Yet shall he live.”
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By DONALD E. WILDMON
Major Stanley Barrett, of
Chenies, England, has 35 prize
poodles around his mansion.
Because of trem, Major Bar
rett slept pretty sound with
the belief that no thief could
enter his home without being
detected. That is, he used to.
It seems that his prize pood
les yapped their heads off (fig
uratively speaking) the other
night. It happened to be a
night when the wind was blow
ing hard. The next morning
the 60-year-old major awoke to
find that $7,000 worth of silver
was missing.
While relating the incident
later, the major remarked:
“The dogs barked their heads
off, poor things, and I ignored
them, I honestly thought they
were just barking at the wind.'’ 1
There is a lot of truth in
that story that we may miss
because of the humor of it. The
major had a purpose for his
dogs and they fulfilled their
purpose. They were to bark
when danger was imminent.
They were to warn, awaken,
arouse, guard, arouse the ma
jor to the danger approaching
By doing this, the major could
prevent any loss of his treas
ures.
The dogs did their part. They
served their purpose well. They
fulfilled their mission. They
barked — loud and long. And
the major heard them. That is,
he heard the noise they were
making. But he paid them no
attention because,, in his own
words, he thought they were
just “barking at the wind:”
Now let’s search that incid
ent for some greater truth than
meets the eye. There is in our
civilization a watchdog desig
nated with the purpose of
keeping watch over our society.
It is to bark when danger is
approaching. It has to warn,
to guard, to make sure that
we do not lose our treasures.
That watchdog is the Church
Laugh if you will. Say that
the Church has lost it’s pur
pose. Say it is no longer op
erating in the realm of reality.
But in all your ridicule of the
Church, you need to at least
face some honest facts about
it.
It is the only institution that
has survived nearly two thous
and years of punishment, pres
sure, and attempts to destroy
it both from without and with
in. It is the only institution on
the face of the earth that has
always come forth from any
challenge the victor and march
ed forth to serve in a grand
and glorious way. And it hasn’t
always done this because of the
humans in it. Often it has done
this in spite of the humans in
it.
The Church is barking today.
Barking loud. Trying to warn
our civilization about the pend
ing danger of leaving the Cre
ator out. But the crowd is ig
noring it. Some are even right
ing it. But it will not give up
nor give in. It continues to be
the watchdog. It continues to
warn, to urge, to signal. It is
trying to tell us that someone
is trying to steal our most sac
red treasures.
One thing we need to realize
quick—that is that the Church
isn’t just “barking at the
wind.”
THE WINTER IS PAST
For, lo, the winter is past,
the rain is over and gone; the
flowers appear on the earth;
the time of the singing of the
bird is come, and the voice of
the turtle is heard in our land;
the fig tree putteth forth her
green figs, and the vines with
the tender grape give a good
smell . . .
Awake, O north wind; and
come, thou south; blov: upon
my garden, that the spices
thereof may flow out.—Song of
Solomon.
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