i-" :.'f- ' * v Jt 1 ? % ? f;v ? ? ? TODAY'S BIBLE VERSE . TODAY'S QUOTATION Editorial Pave of the Mountaineer -k ? O ? ? --Henry Ward Br?cher. . ?' - % ?"* ?' ? V < / 1 1 1 ? ? ' Travel Counselors Visit Area Yesterday inaugurated the-first group of travel experts into the area for the current season. The group is making a tour of West ern North Carolina to get first-hand infor mation relative to the scenic beauties of the area. fTie visitors from 22 states, are coun selors of the AAA. The State News Bureau, in commenting on the trip, said: "Th > vacationland visited by the AAA Couns lors will qpon be accessible by new and in proved roads. Another major highway to W< stern North Carolina via Tennessee and tl e Ohio Valley is now under construc tion a ong the Pigeon River, entering North Caroli ta near Waynesville and fanning out toward Asheville over U. S, 19. Under Mis sion 6o, the Blue Ridge Parkway will fill in its ga >* and provide an additional entrance to th i Great Smoky Mountains National Park >ast of Cherokee. The present U. S. Uighv qy through the park, U. S. 441, will l>e jmrtially relocated apd vastly improved. North Carolina State roads are forming in terest^ new loops tying into new Parkway construction, particularly at this time the high altitude Wagon Road-Beech Gap sec tion west of Mt. Pisgah, Unfortunately, time will not permit the AAA Counselors to visit tye newly opened scenic area on this tour." Steadily Growing The Haywood Electric Membership Cor 1 poratira continues to expand, and with the recent^rant of $600,000 plan to push facili ties which will enable them to add 450 more custoiners. Since REA brought power lines into all corners of this county, and seven other coun ties, we have found a vast difference in the lives of those l(vjng in the rural areas. None of us would be willing to go back to the days before the rural electric lines were installed, and be without all the advantages afforded by the unseen energy which flows so swiftly along the copper wires. The addition of 450 more users will mean over 4,606 customers for the REA here, which is a far cry from the day the first little 50 watt bulb was turned on at Cruso, denoting the beginning of a new era for Haywood and the seven other counties served by the Cooperative. Catbirds Say It Is Spring The latest news about the Haywood apple crop n. My Favorite Stories By CARL GOEKCH We were in a jamb; no question about it. There were Ave of us in the party: Mr. and Mrs. Penn Mar shall, Mti<- Frank Thompson, and my wife and I; all from Raleigh. We had wandered down through Florida as far as Miami and were desirous of taking a boat trip over to Havana, but it looked as though our desires were in vain. The man at the ticket of fice said there was absolutely no chance: that all reservations had been taken and that there were 150 people on the waiting list. "Even if there were some can cellations," he said, "we've got all those other folks ahead of you." Needless to say. we were whole heartedly disappointed. However, I've found that if you only keep thinking long enough, you usual ly can And someone in a town whom you know personally or with whom you've go? some kind of indirect contact. We were sitting gloomily in our hotel room and I was Angering the telephone directory, trying to think of somebody who might help us in the hour of our dilem ma, when all of a sudden my thoughts turned to the Southern Bell Telephone Company itaelf. So I called up the Miami office and got in touch with one of the officials, Mr. Dan Anderson. I mentioned to him that I knew same of the folks in the main of fice in Atlanta and asked him if he couldn't help us get over to Cuba. "Well," he said, "maybe I can. The traffic manager of the P. A O. Line is a pretty good friend of mine. You stay right there and we'll see what we can do." In a few minutes the telephone in our room rang. It was the man at the ticket office. "Mr. Anderson just called up," he said, "and maybe we can get your accommodations second class. I'm afraid though that you won't particularly like to travel that way." I hurriedly put the proposition up to the women folks, and they insisted that we accept it., "Any way?just so we get to Havana," was the way they expressed it. So I told the man to hold the reservations for us and that I'd be down shortly to take them up. Everybody was happy. In ten minutes the phone rang again. It was the same man at the ticket office. "You're in luck." he said. "What happened?1' I inquired. "We've just had a cancellation of one of our first-class suites and if you and your party want It, I'll save it for ySu." "Want it!" I exclaimed. "You're dog-gone right we want it. Don't turn it loose under any circum stances." And then I hung up. "What's happened now?" de manded Mr. Marshall. I told them what the man had just informed me; and you should have heard the gasps of delight. "A suite!" "Parlor and bedrooms!" "Just too perfect for anything!". Everybody was hilariously hap py. Of course. It cost us a few dollars more, but nobody object ed. and we all agreed that the extra comfort and style of a suite were well worth the price*. We got aboard the boat that evening at ? o'clock. One of the room stewards took us In charge. He looked at the tickets which I handed him. "Yes sir; Suite 0," he said. "Fol io* me, please." We followed him up a flight of steps, down a corridor and finally stopped in front of a door with "0" lettered on It. "Here you are .sir." said the steward. He unlocked the door and flung it open with a flourish. We entered. We looked about us. The room was small; very small. At one end was a bed. At the other end was a bunk, and over that was another bunk. A tiny bathroom opened out of one % side of the room. "This," I said, "is the suite?" The steward bowed. "Yes, sir; this is the suite." "Er ? all of it," I inquired. He looked surprised; also slichtly hurt. "Assuredly," he said. Mrs. Marshall looked at Mr. Marshall. Mrs. Thompson looked at Mrs. Goerch. And then they all looked at me. "Where ?" they started in con cert. "Yes, yes; I know. Where are we going to sleep? Well, we'll have to see what arrangements^ can be made." However, we quickly discov ered that no other arrangements could be made. We were inform ed that our suite was a very nice suite indeed and we encountered some manifestations of astonish ment when we protested that it was rather small for Ave people. You probably can-imagine what took place. Around 11 o'clock that night, Mr. Marshall and I bid the three ladies a very polite goodnight. With each of us carry ing a blanket, we, Fleecy clouds playing tag with a boisterous breeze. Well, What next? -We listened over the radio to a news com mentator tell of his experiences in the very latest "travel" gimmick. Of course, the traveling was done in a strictly up-and-down direction, for the mode of locotion was an elevator. But what an elevator! This elevator rose OUTSIDE of the building and was entirely enclosed in glass, thus eliminating all danger of Are being sucked through an open elevator shaft within the building. We cannot deAnitely say where this demonstration took place as static inter rupted the program but we believe it was San Diego. California. Just imagine how unruffled you will be when you reach your dentist's office if you have watched the beautiful scenery for 'steen stories! Heard in passing: "If she wears her shirts any shorter, she will be wearing just a wide girdle." s We had the delightful pleasure last Sunday of a motor trip to Gatlinburg. The day was the first approach to Spring and was per fect. The mountain sides were strewn with the confetti of dogwoAd, interspersed with the new red growth of maple trees. The valleys lay serene and cool with their carpets of lysh green, broken by brown spaces where the earth had been turned for spring planting. We passed several massed groups of motorists and invariably they had congregated around a highly scenic bear. But they stayed at a safe distance from any affectionate maneuverings of the ani mal in search of food. Gatlinburg was well filled for so early in the season and all along the road we passed picnickers who could wait no longer for the gerat outdoors. Shorts, too, were very much in evidence.' As we rolled along on our way home, dusk slipped into twilight and motels, gift shops and eating places blazed out their lights to wel come visitors. It was a wonderful trip and we will long remember the dogwood trail of Sunday afternoon. How nice 'twould be if only we ? Could set a thermostat. To regulate our ups and downs. And leave it Just like that. . ' SIMILAR WORK The speaker at Thursday night's Rockingham-Hamlet NCEA ban quet told a story of an error which caused a certain state dally newspaper no end of embarrass ment. It happened in the obituary columns. There was one that read like this: "Joe Dokes. 75, died at his home last night. He is survived by his wife, nine children and 23 grandchildren." And then came the bombshell, the next line of the obituary read: "He was noted for similar work in 'dchmond. Virginia." The paper didn't get into a law suit about the mistake but they did some profuse explaining.?Hubert Breeze in Richmond County Journal. TWO-WAY STREET Barbers in an Ohio town de cided not to take any more tips. New if they'll just stop giving them.?Tulsa Tribune. VIRWS OF OTHER EDITORS Making Jury Duty Attractive Superior Court Judge Dan K. Moore (eels many people duck out of jury duty by swearing that they are opposed to capital punishment. Undoubtedly Judge Moore's point Is well taken, "the mountaineer M?Kfco