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personal paragraphs and COMMENTS. (Continued from Page One) See What I Am Missing. we cannot do without The States Voice. What a change these forty odd years since 1892 have made! Then Mrs. Crittenden was lit tle Edith Taylor, one of the daughters of the president of the college. The library then had only a student in charge of its treasures. Among the many failures of omission on my part and that of the faculty, probably the failure to learn how to use that library was the greatest. I recall getting and reading, all within a week I believe, the series of E. P. Roe’s novels. What if I could have had my interest turned to the great biographies and other worth-while volumes even then to be found in the rather limited contents of that library! Only what would now be con sidered of high school rank was the one text book in history taught at Wake Forest—and I didn’t have to take that—and, of course, didn’t Little Edith Taylor is now the expert librarian, .and the library has grown gratifying. But the boys who do not use it will be no better off than we poor devils who loafed our time away with vast wealth of knowledge accesible for the ask By the way, the dogwood season has swiftly sped while I have been confined at home, but three stanzas from the fancy of Mrs. Crittenden which I caught in the Biblical Recorder of two weeks ago, helps me to vision the glories of the period, while the memories of the Sampson wood, of old in which the contrasting color was that of the yellow jessamine and of the Chatham woods where the redbud competes strenuously for the spring honors enable me to produce, a composite mental picture of many springs with various settings of loveliness. Read this dozen line tribute from Mrs. Crittenden to the dogwood blooms: Arcturus from the April sky Looked .earthward, and with wond’ring eye Beheld ’mid darksome forest trees Stars, in effulgent galaxies. Phoebus at day dawn caught a view Through panopolies of purple hue, " 1 ■ Of chequered woodlands far below, ; Burgeoning branches flecked with snow.*,. 'Mere men nor snow nor star descried, ;)But dogwood blossoms, spreading wide, ' Nor dreamed some starry flower might be The avatar of Merope. & i 4 Beautiful; yet my first love of spring’s gar lands was the ‘yellow jessamine of the coastal plains.; A spring or two in the mountains ac quainted me with the glow of the ivy and the rhododendron. The habitat of the redbud, or ‘ Judas tree, must be exceedingly limited. I had. 'lived' in the mountain counties of both Carolinas and" in the Georgia piedmont. Yet it was not till : I went to Chatham that the redbud impressed me sufficiently, if seen at all, to interest me and ac quire identification. Are there any near Wake ■ Forest ? Any in Stokes, Wilkes, or Haywood •county?' But, after all, the dogwod is the one almost universal woods flower of North Carolina. From : the' mountains to the sea it flaunts its white petals before the April breezes.—But I should like to know how it happened that a few clusters of mountain laurel or rhododendron linger on a knoll .just a few miles down there in Sampson. Bear Mr. Peterson: Enclosed find $1.00 for re - newal of my subscription. I was waiting for you to come along; I wanted you to spend a night with me. I am sorry to know of your sickness and hope you will soon be well again. _ Yours very truly, Cameron, N. C. H. P. McPHERSON. You see what I am missing by not being able to'•run by Cameron this spring. However, I am in hopes that I ’shall be able to make a few trips this year,' and it would be a delight to spend a night in the home of my good friend Mr; Mc Pherson. • He Should Prove a Popular Officer. Jf -Marshal ‘W. Tr Dowd of the Middle N. C. Federal .District doesn’t prove it popular official it will surprise/me.> .Here-is the way my good frierfd* responded i» party id-the Btateipent in the t\pril 1 issue of The Voice to the effect that the editor had been ordered by his physician to dis continue,'his <emeanderings 7 through^ the state, thereby, cutting Vfftjie cme£ relian ^.reliance hitherto for hDijicoic,: ’ m n . 'every copy of.your valuable cvci^ uumy ui»vyui vauMUMc papK feafch a kffiiMfelfetPl" (x&i.iu t:--. %n> >;:oihi Drfs q:t sc uoos .uv/ ;tc owed you for a year’s subscription. I’would al ways go to the Office with the best intentions Of sending my check but like lots of others, I sup pose, I always forgot to send it. I am now en closing my check for $2.00, which pays one year in advance .... I shall speak to some of the boys about sending you' a subscription: With very best wishes and kind personal regards, I am “Sincerely yours, W. T. DOWD. But a postscript and another dollar are at tached for a subscription for Chief Deputy H. C. Stallings.—Ncfiv judge whether the writer of that letter can be anything but a most kindly and likeable gentleman. And, by the way, I found W. T.’s brother over at Glendon last year, and he is of the same type of fine fellow. Good Advice, But the Task Somewhat Difficult. Writes Rev. Jonas Barclay, Presbyterian pas tor at Pittsboro and one of the finest characters I ever knew': “1 am sending you $2.00, for which you will please advance my date a yea? and send paper for a year to my brother McKee Barclay, etc. my advice and print the date of ,expiration on your labels as it may mean cash to you. ... I read a book' yesterday by beraia W. jonnson, ‘By Reason of Strength.’ It is a story of Scot land, Richmand, and Robeson counties. If you haven’t read it, try to get hold of it. Try Dr. A. R.McQueen; he can lend you “Fopte’s Sketches,” too, if you do not have it. I would like to see in The Voice your reaction to the article in The Saturday Evening Post of April 20, ‘Pieces of Money’ by Garet Gar rett. .... First, let me remind Brother Barclay that I published an answer to Garet Garrett’s article in the Post when he wrote about what devaluation would mean when the decree of devaluation had just gone forth. My sentiments are the same now as tihjen. I think I can find a copy of Th<% Voice containing that’ answer and send it to [Brother Barclay. My strength hasn’t increased sufficiently to restore my thinking apparatus thoroughly, but I think Brother Barclay may turn over to the editorial page for comments upon Mr. Garrett’s current rigamarole. Older readers of The Voice probably have seen scores of McKee Barclay’s cartoons. He was one of the most dependable cartoonists during the Wilson campaign, during the Tom Pence regime as publicity director. The Barclay brothers are natives of Kentucky. Of course, I learned to know and love Rev. Jonas Barclay at Pittsboro, but it was several years before I was aware that I had met his brother McKee down in Sampson. McKee Barclay was a good friend of David Mil lard, wealthy Baltimore druggist, who came a visiting his kinfolk in Sampson and made-head quarters while down there at the home of my cousin John R. Peterson: McKee Barclay’ had come down with him once aftd there I had met him and viewed quite a number of his cartoons. Up at Pittsboro one'day I got wtord that David Millard was at Brother Barclay’^ and when I went around to see Mr. Millard, I found Cartoon ist Barclay with--him, and Thus the relationship was discovered.—H am wondering, though, whether the Voice will ever greatly* interest our Baltimore friend. Now as to the advice to print the expiration dates on the-labels.—Rooks easy, doesn’t it? But wuth a semi-monthly paper a subscription list can be more cheaply typewritten than set up in type, thus tying up much metal, using many galleys, and occupying needed space in the print shop. Then each issue the renewals and the new sub scriptions are to be listed for the printer, proof read, corrected by the printer, and then the old type lines are to be taken out, the new lines put in, maybe the arrangement now requiring more or less space than the old and necessitating re arrangement of possibly two or three post office lists. And all the listing on the books must still be done. Thus far the lack of the expiration date has been of little importance, as the paper was new and the subscriptions in almost all of the towns of even date. But the dates are now becoming' necessary, but typewriting the dates with the names is quite another task. The typist who can write several thousand^ names without the date in a half-day finds that -The same list with the dates become a two-days’ job. We are not ready as yet .to have the lists put in type—want to'get' them cleared»up first. But for this issue the typist has -written the dates of alt subscribers on the labels add' all “ subscribers arg-.asked, tb look £t T^IDhe lists are put in type,'the typist w*3^'write in’the dates, of ex pired subscriptions ..at" least. and ' occasionally all dafes, in which ease The attention o fsubscribers wiirbeTcalled to" thei r“^J)els/ a s in this issue^-1 Eve» a ,smaU mailing jjsris a tro^fesome matter. /It is a job for one or several on a paper of W circulation. But putting the same list in type fo a semi-monthly and for a daily costs the sanJ Typewriting, the lists of the daily would be four teen times as big a task as'typewriting that of the semi-monthly. To make ends meet it takes a study of every situation: Three Brothers Each Sui Generis. Two or three days before this was written came Rev. E. J. McKay to show me something 0f his new 200-Hn,e religious poem which is soon to o-0 to the printer. On my typewriter desk at the moment lay a clipping about the celebration of the completion of Dr. J. F. McKay’s fiftieth year as a practicing physician at Buie’s Creep and only a few days previously my good friend Jno. A. McKay had come' a-visiting his neighbor with a basket of fruit. Here are three brothers; each of his own peculiar type. Theif! father came to Harnett from Robeson many years ago. He was the second physician by the name of John A. McKay and he wanted his son 'John A. to follow as the third. But that youngsters was a born mechanic and declined to become the third physician' in the family. There fore, Joseph F. became the physician. But the fourth physician in the line, a son of Dr. J. F., bears' the name Tohn A. The testimony, of long acquaintances at the celebration of Dr. McKay’s golden anniversary as a physician was more than sufficient to prove that Dr. J. F. had magnified his profession air ing those fifty years. And just across the block from me is the considerable farm implement fac tory of John A. McKay’s Which, together with many testimonials of merchants volunteered to me in a broad area as to the high quality of the McKay planters and other implements, testifies that John A. knew in what direction his talents and interest lay. The latter has become notable (notorious with some people) through his books on the limita tions of the school work, or its lack of limita tion for evil. The secret, as I judge it, of Mr. McKay’s attitude toward the present school work is the fact that he knows that the majority of boys and girls have no talent for the mastery of most of, the text book lore nor any use for what of it they do get by- the ordinary school room approach. But don’t think thai he at tributes to that large group any .infer" rity of intellect, or of capacity Jor learning by the methods adapted to their psychology. He him self has found the way to- the acquirement of knowledge and skill in many directions by follow ing the bent of his mind, and feels that the thing-minded boy and girls are absolutely wasting their time and talents when they stay in school for years harassed with what they neither under stand nor desire to understand. The next time you read-one of his books, (and he has another just about ready for the press) bear in mind that he sees the ruin he pictures as accruing from an attempt to run children of all kinds of talents through a machine fitted only for the few abstract-minded—a thing which en rages him as much- as it would to see a farmer using One of the McKay stalk cutters in an at tempt to harrow his cornfield. The stalk cutter neither passes through the same molds as the harrow nor is fitted for the same work. As he sees it, the injured group of boys and girls nat urally glide into loafing ways or criminal ones. Those three brothers, in many respects, as unlike as if they were no kin, have, each in his own way, lived busy and useful lives. Out of Robeson, the pronunciation of McKay (as it is spelled) is about to be forced upon the family, but down in the heart of Scotchdom the name is still pronounced as if it were spelled Mc Koy. The old . Judge’s family down in Sampson had adopted the spelling with an O, in order, I presume, to save the Scotch pronunciation of the name—and the'sound is really the name and the important inheritance, and not the spelling of it. And here it is worthwhile to note that another, young Ur. b. R. McKay, has came up from Kone son and is practicing jn Lillington. Young Dr. McKay’s father used to ba one of my good friends in niy Lumberton newspaper days, and is still living, or was when Dr. S. R. fold me whose son he was last year. If'he arid Dr. J. F-, to gether, cap complete a hundred years of practice it^yyjJJ have been a: remarkable contribution °f Robeson county to the health of Harnett people. . • .. "■ ■■■■>• • ; ; . • > • r. About GettingOld, In ar most kindly letter from Willey ass, Ra leigh* banker and- the -kmg-time^igd vapdictorian of* our great old class at Wake #orest,-while hop ing that „the editor would soon be recovered from his attack of angina pectoris,.the baby member of th£ iBt life .he is “beginning to feel little down and '• ! '' "(Continued on page.six) ' _
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