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Fage TWO THE PILOT—Southern Pines, North Carolina THURSDAY, OCTOBER 15, 1964 Indian Giver? Southern Pines ILOT North Carolina “In taking over The Pilot no changes are contemplated. We will try to keep this a good paper. We will try to make a little money tor all concerned. Wherever there seems to be an occasion to use our influence for the piblic good we will try to do it. And we wi treat everybody alike.” — James Boyd, May i*.3, 1941. Action Overdue At The Landfill An observer wonders how long town officials would have allowed hundreds of tons of piled-up trash and garbage to have remained unburied and smoulder ing if residents of a nearby out-of-town residential area had not complained about smoke and odor from this unsavory con glomeration at the town’s “sanitary land fill” waste disposal area, off Morganton Road, opposite the armory. As it stands now, after this week’s council meeting, the council (1) is asking for bids on getting in temporary equip ment to bury the existing mess; and (2) plans either to close the landfill area to out - of - town persons or set up a fee schedule to make the many out-of-town users help pay the cost of operating the facility, so that the Town can either handle the burying job daily with its existing equipment or be able to put on more men and equipment to keep the area in the proper condition. Officials told complaining Murray Hill Road area residents this week that the vast mounds of unburied garbage now at the dump are there because, with limit ed equipment and funds, the town “can’t catch up” on burying waste matter which, in large part, is brought to the dump from out of town. They stress that repeated pleas to the county commission ers, for financial aid in running the dis posal area, have been ignored. On the other hand, one of the Murray Hill Road residents, who says his home has fre quently been rendered almost unbear able by smoke and odor, says the town has just as consistently ignored his pleas that something be done about the matter. seemed to recognize this week, can t con tinue to place the blame on the county for the condition of the disposal area it is the Town’s job to maintain in a sanitary condition for the benefit of its own resi dents. Nor can the Town continue to let trash and garbage pile up in hopes that the county, some day, may be willing to help, on the indisputed grounds that a large proportion of the dump’s users are not Southern Pines taxpayers. The Town has continued to allow out- of - town use, it should in fairness be made clear, on the commendable theory that if such use were not allowed, much of the garbage and trash would be dump ed indiscriminately along the roadsides, creating an even greater health hazard and surely much greater unsightliness. Yet if a policy of open use can lead to nothing but vast quantities of unburied, stinking waste—combed over by animal and human scavengers and fouling the air for distances that include private homes, businesses and the motel complex just south of town—this policy must be ended. Later, the county may see the light and help the town financially or set up its own landfills for county users. Murray Hill Road residents say un buried garbage and trash have been rot ting and burning at the landfill for the past year. Whether Southern Pines tax payers can see or smell this mess or not, we think they’ll agree that this, for whatever reason, is not the way to rm a major municipal facility and will de plore, with us, that no conclusive action was taken, long ago, to get the landfill operating properly, with everything brought to the area buried daily. Certainly, the Town, as the councilmen Safety At School: Drivers Must Help A careful and detailed survey by a Parent-Teacher Association committee at the East Southern Pines School has turn ed up evidence that several actions should be taken, by both the town and the school, to insure the safety, from traffic hazards, of children arriving and departing in the school area. A Lions Club committee has arrived at some of the same conclusions. Details of the proposals are listed else where in today’s Pilot. Some of them— such as the presence of police officers at May Street intersections when school is letting out—have already been put into effect. Our concern here is not with what the town and the school can do, but with what drivers can do—and must do, re gardless of what procedures are adopted to protect the children. The fact is, no child—even the most reckless, heedless child—need ever be hit by an automobile near the school if drivers are truly cautious in that area. Nothing that the town and the school can do can eliminate the hazards of speeding, inattention (one parent went through a red light and nearly hit the chief of police on patrol at one of the school intersections this week) and other faults of drivers themselves. Parents owe the PTA, the Lions Club, and school and town officials their thanks for working on this traffic safety problem so conscientiously. However, each driver—whether parent or not—holds it in his power to assure that no child is struck by a car, regardless of precautions that have been or will be taken. Did He Catch The Sandhills Bug? A favorite election year line is Vol taire’s much-quoted: “I do not agree with what you have to say, but will defend to the death your right to say it.” A paraphrase keeps running through our head, as we look back on Former Vice President Nixon’s Saturday visit to the Sandhills: “I do not agree with what you have to say but . . . enjoyed hearing you say it.” Even a deep-dyed Democrat must ad mit Mr. Nixon, now no longer fighting tensely for his own fondest dream, is an effective campaigner. Relaxed, sure, deft, humorous, forceful—^he put on a fine show for the assembled GOP at the stately old Carolina Hotel in Pinehurst. Of course, there is something mellow ing about the Sandhills. Saying, almost wistfully, that he’d never been here be fore, Mr. Nixon, not long after he left his plane, cast his eyes about and took in that peculiar sparkling pines - golden sunlight - ineffable blue sky Sandhills combination—and succumbed. When they put an inscribed gift golf putter in his hands, we could swear he was almost ready to say:_“To heck with this politicking, folks. Let’s all go out and play golf. . . ” However the election goes, we’ll bet the Sandhills has made a new conquest. It’s a certain look in the eye. Mr. Nixon had it and it’s our hunch that more than Goldwater, Jonas and Gavin put it there. A Stitch In Time... Moore County’s Red Cross blood pro gram—supplying both hospitals in the county with blood of all types at no charge other than a small handling fee— is starting to lag again, after completing the year ending June 30 with renewed vigor and a successful fulfillment of that year’s quota. Again, as for several years, the crip pling bottleneck of the program is trace able to many of those persons who pledge to give blood—after friends or relatives have received free Red Cross blood— but who don’t make good on their pledge when a bloodmobile returns to the coun ty. And this failure is despite reminder cards, sent out again and again, to these persons, well in advance of bloodmobile visits. At the Vass collection last week, for instance, only 13 of 39 persons receiving reminders came to fulfill their pledge. At Robbins, only 12 of 40. Nearly 1,500 persons received free blood in the 1963-64 year at the county’s two hospitals or other hospitals cooperat ing with the Red Cross program—saving them many thousands of dollars over what it would have cost them to buy blood or thousands of hours of effort and worry, if friends and relatives had to recruit local donors in the face of emerg encies. The blood program now stands 129 pints behind in its 1964-65 schedule. It is up to the people of the county to see that the lag does not continue and that future collections bring the county’s quota back to strength and permit this invaluable program to keep on serving the ill and injured. Matter of Good Will All persons of good will can take satis faction in Sheriff Kelly’s statement that the burning of a Negro church in upper Moore County last week is not thought to involve any racial hostility, according to evidence compiled by investigating officers. Though arson may have been involved, it is not thought to have been racially motivated, but to be traceable to mental retardation or incompetence. It is a sad commentary on our times that the burning of a Negro church at once raises a suspicion of arson by racists —one of the most despicable acts in the sorry grab-bag of bigotry. Would it not be a fine gesture for civic organizations in Moore to join in raising a fund to help rebuild the church, if its congregation so desires? This would make it doubly clear that good will, not hosti lity, is the common denominator of race relations in this area. FROM THE APOSTLE TO LAPRINBURG'S COLLEGE Andrew’ Patron Saint Of The Scots From the “Presbyterian News,” publication of the Presbyterian Synod of North Carolina, comes the following article prepared from infor mation furnished by Donald MacDonald of Edinburgh, Scotland. Now a writer for the “Weekly Scotsman” there, Mr. MacDonald is a former resident of Charlotte and is widely known in North Car olina, including the Sandhills where he has visited and has numerous friends and ac- auaintances, among them the descendants of the Scots who settled this area by emigra tion up the Cape Fear River valley. On November 30, Scottish so cieties throughout the world will pay homage to Scotland’s patron saint, the Apostle Andrew. The annual observance of St. An drew’s Day is especially of inter est to North Carolina Presbyteri ans because of the influence of early Scottish settlers on the church and the Scottish still so much a part of the Synod. How did St. Andrew become the patron saint of the people of Scotland? According to legend, Andrew, the brother of the apostle Simon Peter, travelled as a mis sionary to Scythia Eifter Christ’s Ascension. Scythia, a territory in cluding the present-day Albania and northern Macedonia, has sev eral legendary links with Scot land. Both the Scythians and the early Celts lived in tribes. The kilt is still part of the national dress of Macedonia. Scythia also included parts of Russia, which explains why the early Russians adopted Andrew as their patron. Different Cross About 70 A.D., while preaching in Greece, Andrew was seized by the Romans and was crucified. According to tradition, Andrew felt himself unworthy to die as Christ had; instead of a T-shaped cross, his cross was in the form of an X. This cross, called the Saltire, is now the National Flag of Scotland and is included in the Union Jack, After Andrew’s death, the body was interred. Several centuries later, a Greek monk removed the bones of Andrew and established a shrine in a cave on the Fife coast near the present town of St. Andrews in Scotland. There is a tradition that, about the eighth (century, Angus MacFergus, King of the Piets, saw the Cross of St. Andrew formed by clouds in the sky and took this as a sign that he would be victorious over his enemies. In thanksgiving, he dedicated the place to which St. Andrew’s bones had been brought “to the glory of God and St. An- direw.” Thereafter the day on which St. Andrew was believed to have been martyred became a national feast day. Although the Reforma tion ended many of the holy days, the observance of St. Andrew’s Day survived. Scots who emigrat ed to America in the early eigh teenth century brought the obser vance with them. At the colony of Charleston, South Carolina, an early mission church was named St. Andrew’s; and in 1729 the world’s first St. Andrew’s Society was organized by the Charleston colonists. Founded' by 34 Scottish emi grants, the Society was for bene volent purposes and was dedicated to Scotland’s patron saint. Mem bership was not limited to those of Scottish birth; in fact, one of the early members was Oucconas- totah, a Cherokee Indian chief. Among the early aid requests was that of a woman who was left without support after her husband was drowned; that of a trader from North Carolina who had lost a “Venture of about Thirty Pounds Sterling in Deerskins”; that of a homesick Scot who claimed his illness could not be cured until he returned to Cale donia; and that of a widow want ing money “to purchase a Negro wench” as a slave. In 1815 the society erected its own St. Andrew’s Hall, which was for years the scene of gala enter tainments. In 1860, South Carolina delegates assembled in the hall to draw up the first Secession Or dinance, which later plunged the United States into civil war. In a fire during fighting in 1861 the hall was destroyed. Over the World After the war, another society was begun in New York to help heal the breach between the states. The first Scottish society was formed in 1788. Today there are over 100 benevolent St. An drew’s Societies over the world, all “children” of the Charleston club—a club which is 233 years old this year. The Charleston society is still a benevolent order and' provides several scholarships at St. An drews College at Laurinburg. The society also presents an annual trophy to the champion in tossing the cabar at the Grandfather Mountain Highland Games. The Public Speaking Giving Blood Seen As Test Of Voter Loyalty To the Editor: Two conflicting presidential polls appeared in the Charlotte Observer recently. On page one, the Gallup Poll gives these figures: Johnson 62, Goldwater 32, undecided 6.” On page two, there was a story from Lebanon, Ind. as follows: “The Boone County Red Cross held a mock Presidential election in which the voters had to con tribute a pint of blood to be eli gible. President Johnson got 44 Vz votes. Sen. Barry Goldwater 391/2.” It seems to me that Mr. Gallup will get a truer picture if he hits the road with a bloodmobile! TOM O’NEIL 110 Highland Road Southern Pines Political Observations Of Pilot 'Inflammatory' To the Editor: Your paper is generally excel lent and a pleasure to read. Your editorials are sensible and per tinent. Politically, however, your observations are inflarhmatory and not in keeping with the real istic approach seen elsewhere in the paper. You allow no room whatsoever for the other point of view. May I offer several comments. Don’t call Dan Moore to task for not praising the national ticket. He is and has been a conserva tive. What you ask would require him to compromise his position. You have attempted to tar Judge Moore with the Lake brush. The final disgraceful month of Preyer’s campaign per manently lost for him the hope of high political office in this state. Lake’s support helped Moore, of course, but Lake’s peo ple aren’t sheep and wouldn’t have voted for Preyer if Lake had told them to. Those ultra conservative eastern farmers may seem to you ultra liberals (notice that I did not use the word Socialists) to be “way-out,” but they in many respects are the backbone of this state. There is a group of thoughtful, mature people in Moore County who support Barry Goldwater. There is a rising tide of capable citizens representing the Repub lican party in this state and be fore long we may have a real two party system. Surely you ad mit that this is good. Recognize these people and praise them. Just because you violently disagree with all con servative politics does not mean you cannot publicly express ad miration for these courageous, dedicated people. They may hold the key to our better govern ment. H. W. CARTER, JR. Winston-Salem (Editor’s Note: The writer is a native of this area and a Pilot subscriber.) GOP Chairman Thanks Pilot For Coverage To the Editor: We wish to express publicly our appreciation for your very complete advance coverage and news treatment of our Republi can activities of the past week end, in last week’s Pilot, includ ing the stories on Mr. Nixon’s visit. There are those who complain ed about inadequate and-or inac curate press coverage of Republi can campaign activities, and I must state frankly that there have been instances where I have had similar misgivings about such coverage. I’m happy to say that we have no cause for criti cism of The Pilot. While you may disagree with us from time to time on your edi torial page, you have given us fair and full treatment in your news columns—and we thank you. WALLACE W. O’NEAL Republican Chairman Moore County Pinehurst On Crossing the Street Everywhere you go in New York you are in a crowd. If you are in a taxi or a'Tjus, it’s taxis, cars, buses to the right of you, to the left of you, in front and be hind, all volleying and thunder ing. Not to mention the rivetters working just where you want to go. If you are walking you spend a good part of the time teetering on the curb waiting for the green light to let you cross. The first thing to do, then, is pick a very big strong man, or if there aren’t any, a brisk fat lady, and get behind them so they can run interference for you as you cross. Position is impor tant but not only your own posi tion. As you get ready there on the curb, you scan the opposing forces. You look for the smallest, weakest member in the line-up, and you station yourself directly across from him or her. Prefer ably him. We have found that in the charge the female is more deadly than the male: meaner, sharper-elbowed and generally armed with long spiked heels. And, too, there’s no chance at all that a woman, no matter how small and inoHen- sive-looking, may have a por tion of kindness or even courtesy in her heart. Not when standing on a curb in New York. There isn’t much chance that you’ll do any better in that respect with a man as your opponent, but, once in a long time, one of those meek, old-timey ones will show up. But don’t count on it. It’s quite a trick crossing a street in the Big City. The Big City: Sometimes It's Friendly The crowd of women shoppers poured into the elevator, flung forward by those behind. The torrent flowed in and then it divided around an immovable rock. A very square lady, with the ivory skin and glossy black hair of Southern Italy, had taken her stand in the very center of the swirling stream. In the push ing throng, the sea of pinched, tense faces, she alone was calm. The door slid shut, the eleva tor started upward, lifted on the monotonous chant of the opera tor: “Second: lingerie, infant wear, shoe salon. . . Third: coun try clothes, suits. . .” Across the packed car two girls gazed hopelessly at each other. They had been separated as they entered by the Immov able Rock, the tall one plastered against the wall on the left and the chunky, fuzzy-haired one peering like a tiny rabbit from the righthand corner. As the floors swept by, the tall one gave way to her inner turmoil; she signaled across to her friend. “Hi!” there was a desperate note in her voice, “Hi! Is this. . . this IS Lord and Taylor, isn’t it?” The little rabbit stood on tip toe, nodded encouragingly: “You bet! It’s Lord and Taylor, good old Lord and Taylor! And—re member?—your name’s Beverley and mine is Sylvia.” As they exchanged grins an other voice broke in. The Immov able Rock, shoulders squared, haystack figure standing firm, flashed a smile from her black eyes. “An’ thees,” her clarion tones soared, “thees izza Noo York!” So the spark flew from one to two to three over the glassy-eyed semi-conscious sardines packed in their iron cage. “Hat Bar, jewelry,” intoned the operator, “special sizes de partment.” With a clash of metal, the door slid open, a volcanic eruption cleared the path. 'The Immovable Rock strode forth, a girl on each side, and the three, smiling, pranced off together. GREAT WORKS Great works are performed not by strength but by perseverance. —SAMUEL JOHNSON THE PILOT Published Every Thursday by THE PILOT, Incorporated Southern Pines, North Carolina 1941—JAMES BOYD—1944 Katharine Boyd Editor C. Benedict Associate Editor John C. Ray Advertising, Bus. C. G. Council Adveifising Bessie C. 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