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THE DANBURY REPORTER
As the Year's End Approaches-**
Encouragement For the Sick
It was on a lively first Monday back
some 40 years ago.
I sat in the office of Register of Deeds
Gordon listening to a crowd talk about
politics and weather, etc.
I felt very bad. I had seven different
kinds of heart disease, and could prove
it from ample bunches of literature in
my pocket, published by Barker's, Dr..
Miles, and the Golden Medical Discov
Through the window I looked out on
the bleak world. A mule tied to a maple
close to the western wall, gnawed at the
bark on the sapling, ever once and
awhile kicking at the flies.
Uncle Bill Gordon was gathering ma
nure and picking up stray grains of corn
down in the aft corner of the square.
Andy White had not yet arrived, but
Joe Ashby and John Calhoun were try
ing to fight the corner.
Mr. Gordon was coming out of the
vault and was wobbling his mustache
and blinking his eyes at a fellow who
was trying to borrow SIOO from him on
a chattel mortgage.
As I previously remarked, I felt very
bad, and was trying to enlist the atten
tion of somebody about my diseases. 1
felt that I was not understood. I did not
have the sympathy which I thought was
due me. I stressed to my hearers, the
heart, and its dangers. I had for weeks
kept my finger on my pulse, when I slept
and when I woke. Sudden death haunt
ed my footsteps.
About this time a man who sat over in
the corner looking at me with a sort of
grin on his face, said:
"You ain't got no heart disease."
"How do you know, sir," I expostulat
ed, but with a glimmer of hope.
"You have got dyspepsia. I have had
it all my life. It makes your heart jump
and flutter and skip beats, don't it? My
pulse ain't beat two times alike in 2(1
This was the best news that ever fell
on my ears. I moved over to the friendly
man and asked him his name. He said
"my name is Young—Dock Young."
Last week Dock Young—J. D. Young
—over on North View celebrated his
93rd birthday, surrounded by his loving
people, sons and daughters, and friends.
He has of t N em, and scores of
grandchildren and great-grandchildren.
Still peart as a cricket, with good appe
tite, wise in his experience, strong in his
faith, full of kindness and understand**
ing, he waits quietly.
What a beautiful thing is old age when
it looks back placidly on a life' that' has
Danbury, N. C., Thursday, Dec. 9, 1943 * * *
The Reporter has in hand some com
munications from citizens of Francisco,
accompanied by the following- dispatch
sent out by the Associated Press, which
we are requested to publish:
"Cherryville, Nov. 17. AP. Hun
dreds of circulars protesting the induc
tion of pre-Pearl Harbor fathers while
men with dependents were allowed to
stay at home have been distributed here
causing Selective Service headquarters
to call for a hasty investigation.
"Some of the circulars bore 17 names
and referred to them: 'They love liii>
country from a financial standsrw-:
Why were they deferred?' Af; ;U:
said, "this ad paid for by the first con
tingent of pre-Pearl Harbor
! "Other circulars said:
"'We are leaving—our loved ones will
get along. We commend to you the fol
lowing valuable irreplacable young men
(10 names). We request—please assist
them to acquire vast acreages, white
faced cattle, bank stock, mill stock, new
automobiles, new tires, gasoline, sum
mer cottages, nice homes, bird dogs,
sleek saddle horses, brick buildings, etc.
We promise only over our dead bodies
will To jo and Hitler take it away from
"The circulars were sent anonymously
to State Selective Service headquarters
at Raleigh, where officers ordered a
study of the records of those persons
mentioned, and said a statement pro
bably would be issued."
been well spent, sauntering gracefully
down the sunset trail toward the eve
ning when a Star shall lead us across.
In his Thanatopsis, Bryant pictured
the way a good sport should make his
"So live that when thy summons comes
to join the innumerable caravan that
moves to that mysterious realm where
each shall take his chamber in the silent
halls of death, go thou not like the quar
ry slave at night, scourged to his dun
geon, but sustained and soothed by an
unfaltering trust, approach thy grave
as one who wraps the drapery of his
couch about him and lies down to pleas
Congratulations to Mr. Young, and
thanks still for his encouraging words
of forty years ago, and may he see yet
many happy birthdays, and then when
at last the summons comes to him—as it
must come to all of us—may he softly,
quietly, wrap the draperies of his couch'
about him and lie down to pleasant
Senator Reynolds Gloats
The Reporter hat, received a marked
copy of the "National Record," Senator
Bob Reynolds' Washington newspaper.
On the front page of the "National Rec
ord" is a three-column editorial written
by Senator Reynolds in which he exco
riates the New Deal and gloats at its de
feat which he sees in the recent off-year
elections in New York, New Jersey and
The editor-Senator writes: "We all
hope and pray that the government of
our beloved country will be taken from
the New Dealers and returned to the
There was a time when Senator Reyn
olds wis a grrrt admirer and .•■upnwrter
of the Deal. This d j Y.>' i'>n contin
ued unstinl d u:*»ti! President s-'-eveh
appointor] Frank T lan cock t»» tin.' h- 1 of
the T lome Loan Bank against li-> 1 ad
vice and over Bob's Head. After that
the Senator became a foe of Roosevelt
an all his works and has even, as far as
he could, compromised the safety of this
country in order to give expression to
his hate, by opposing- everything the ad
ministration was trying- to do to make
for the defense of the nation.
By his record he soon alienated his
North Carolina friends who denounced
him from one end of the State to the oth
er. Even the Asheville newspapers of
his old home town turned bitterly
He could not today be elected dog
catcher in any county of this State.
But at last he did show some sense. He
decided not to run again.
Miss Wisconsin slid down the ways in-*
to the Delaware river at Philadelphia
This beautiful child of 45,000 tons dis
placement is probably the world's most
powerful battleship. She has two sisters
now in the service, the New Jersey and
The U. S. navy is now the No. 1 concen
tration of potential death in the waters
of the world.
"Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in
the bleak December," cannot be written
of this month in the years to come.
This December has been anything but
bleak up to this time, indeed it has been
one of rhe nleasantest months of tho
year, and mo-t of the time we have bask
ed in the smile of Indian Summer.
You never knew what the weather is
going to do. It will usually do the unex
pected. But there is one thing we may
quite fairly expect: That some atrocious
weather is on the way, ard we will cr.tch
it later on.