CARTERET COUNTY NEWS-TIMES
Cartmi Cou?ty*? N?wiptp?r
EDITORIAL FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 14, 1956
The Ballots Are Counted
Saturday's vote authorizes state legis
lators to change North Carolina's con
stitution.
The people returned a resounding
"Yes" to the Pearsall Plan. This plan
alters the constitution in a way designed
to prevent racial problems from inter
fering with the public school system.
Three other amendments were also ap
proved.
But the Pearsall Plan was the issue
that posed the gravest problem. Those
opposed to the plan just for the sake of
being "against" something are probably
* hoping that it will not do what its pro
ponents claim it will.
Those who were against it because
they sincerely believed that the public
school system could be preserved with
out any plan, should be hoping today,
with all those who voted for it, that it
will prevent racial crisis in the public
Schools.
If school integration is bound to
* come, as rabid segregationists them
selves admit, let it come slowly and
peaceably. Under the Pearsall Plan,
Negroes and whites are free to attend
schools together, IF the parents ap
prove. The parents are the ones who
decide. They have a choice of sending
their children to an integrated school
or not.
Where there is freedom of choice a
* man will submit to a lot of things he
otherwise would not. Man is retaining
a dignity most important to him when
he says, "I'm doing this because I want
to, not because somebody is making me
do it."
If some whites, as they claim, are
willing to submit to "a little integra
tion" in the schools, that integration
may come. Others may say now, "I
won't stand for one bit of integration!"
However, if they find that a "little bit
of integration" isn't as awful as it
sounds and are willing to try it, they
always have an escape hatch ? the
Pearsall Plan ? should racial mixture
become insufferable.
The interesting thing about the
Pearsall Plan is that people for it and
against it hav? as their primary objec
tive the preservation of the public
school system. Both are probably right
in believing that North Carolinians will
"take" a lot before closing down the
schools. The idealists who were against
the plan gave credit to the human being
for "taking" a lot more than he actual
ly will.
The more practical-minded, in favor
of the Pearsall Plan, said human beings
will take a lot, but there's always a
breaking point, and something must be
done to allow human beings to cope,
legally, with a crisis.
Only the months and the years will
tell whether the Pearsall Plan is the
answer sought. All who have the wel
fare of North Carolina at heart sincerc
l.v hope that it is.
Towns Hope for Help
If John Q. Citizen had attended the
recent Beaufort and Morehead City
town board meetings, he probably
would thoroughly agree with the arti
cle, God Help the City Fathers! The
article appears in the current issue of
The American Legion magazine.
Written by William P. Helm, it points
out that local governments are expect
ed to provide more service}! and pay
higher salaries, but Uncle Sam and the
states make it tough by taking most
of the tax money.
Both Beaufort and Morehead City
have been informed by the State Stream
Sanitation committee that "steps must
be taken toward" stopping pollution.
The city fathers are the first to agree
that this is a worthy cause. What they
want to know is "Where do we get the
money?" Both towns, already in debt,
arc not in a position to borrow money
to build sewage disposal plants.
Mr. Helm, in his Legion magazine
article, quotes Mayor George Dill, who
appeared in Washington last March
urging that the federal government
pass a bill to help towns. The mayor
? pointed out that many improvements
must be postponed if some cities are to
comply with sewage treatment require
ments, and others, such as Beaufort and
Morehead City, see no way whatever to
finance sewage plants now.
This problem exists in thousands of
towns and cities throughout the United
States, Mr. Helm says. City fathers have
to get money for local needs. They can't
get enough by taxation, thus they are
? forced to turn to the state and the fed
eral government for loans or outright
grants.
In other words, they have to go to
the governments who are taking the
lion's share of tax revenue.
At present, especially in North Caro
lina, local, governments are under pres
sure to provide better schools and sup
plement teacher salaries. In most towns
, a policeman's lot is not a happy one on
today's wages. Fire departments need
equipment, streets need paving, gar
bagc must be collected regularly . . .
and yet most of the tax dollar goes to
the governments that do not provide
these services.
Less than 50 years ago Uncle Sam
collected only half as much as town
governments. Today the federal take is
six times that of towns ? income tax,
taxes on TV's, home appliances and
sales taxes. ^
And wHile the towns' only salvation
seems to lie in loans and grants from
the governments above them, the state
and federal government can in turn dic
tate exactly how the money shall be
spent. Neither is this satisfactory.
Solutions to the problem are being
sought, such as coalition of ? several
small town governments into one or put
ting a limit on how much Uncle Sam
can tax. But no "right" answer has yet
been found. Meanwhile, no matter who
goes before a town board, if he wants
a job done, he better bring with him a
way to finance it too.
Why the Hurry?
(L.G. in Chapel Hill Weekly)
When I was looking up the record of
William Horn Battle, founder of the
University Law School, in connection
with the gathering of his descendants
here recently, I found an amusing
anecdote about him in the History of
the University written by his son, Kemp
P. Battle.
He was in bad health in his early
manhood, in the 1830's, and his doctor
prescribed a remedy popular in those
days ? and for all I know it may be
popular now; I don't see why not ? a
toddy before breakfast. One morning
while dressing he called out:
"Old Woman," (? playful name he
gave his wife), "I will not take another
toddy."
"Why?" she asked. "I think it is do
ing you good."
"Well, I think so too," he Mid, "but
I've found myself dressing fast in order
to get to it. Don't make me another." ?
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UNFINISHED RURAL i)
CIVIL OEFENSE
RECEPTION PLANS r
fURBAN CIVIL
DEFENSE
EVACUATION
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Jerry Schumacher
Only Guy Truly Happy is an Idiot
The only true happiness in the
world is in Ihe mind of an idiot.
Who ever heard of a ditch digger
or a share cropper committing sui
cide? The rewards of much knowl
edge should be piece of mind and
contentment but it don't work that
way. The more you know about
this world the less you want to live
in it.
Come on all you people that
pledged money
for the new fire
station; put
something in the
tambourine, boy.
Vernon Guthrie,
ehief. says it's
coming along
fine 'ceptin' they
run smack out
of foldin' stuff.
Now iffen ever
juu pui i hi i iv v Jem
to a good cause
thi.s is it, so let's get behind and
push. It's just a short way over
the top. ? '
You know, these party boat cap
tain* aren't an dumb Som? of
them Jet awfully tired of wras
scling with drunks and here arc
some of the things they pull on
their unwary customers.
One captain goes to the flying
bridge, curls up in a life raft, goes
to sleep and lets the mate steer
the boat from down below. Captain
number two gets his stewed cus
tomers in the bunks and then he
and the mate fish like h .
Now each fisherman thinks the
other fellow was fishing while he
was sacked out and it's wonderful
10 hear them argue after they have
come in to the dock as to just who
caught the biggest fish.
The other day one captain had
four really soused would-be fisher
men and they were almost impossi
ble to handle, so as luck would
have it they hooked a 200 lb. shark.
Now just as soon as one would poop
out the Captain would have him
change places with another one.
Well finally the shark was long
since dead, but every time it look
ed like maybe one of them might
possibly be able to bring him in,
the captain would speed up the
boat and out would go some line.
He kept this up 'til he had the
whole party either exhausted in
the bunk or sobered up.
The whole world is slipping
backwards :
People are going back to cook
ing in their back yards, over char
coal no less, while in the modern
kitchen lays thousands of dollars
of the very latest of electronic
cooking equipment, rusting away.
The girls are now about to start
wearing those horrible cloche hats
that always reminded me of sonje
tihng that belonged under a bed,
the height of fashion 25 years ago.
To be anything but a square, the
men now have to wear Ivy League
britches with that little strap
across the back of the fanny. When
I was a boy we called them hcinic
binders.
About the only thing I can think
of that we would be sort of smart
to go back to, after watching some
of the so-called younger genera
tion, would be a good hefty razor
strap.
Got my Gorgeous Tomato back
on the ball and feeling better when
flat on my back I go for four days,
sicker'n a poisoned pup. Musta
gotten some bad ice. Well anyway
when 1 have a few degrees of fever
I go off my rocker and then live
in a wonderful make-believe world.
The room is full of imaginary
characters and I carry on all kinds
of brilliant conversations with
them. Sing, well buddy, Frank
Sinatra is a bum compared to me
with a bit of fever.
All this is wonderful 'til the
fever leaves and then comes the
terrible after-effect, but as all
things, comes the dawn and the
day when finally you can stand on
rubbery legs and it's all over but
the doctor bills.
Bill Whitley
Washington Report
(Editor's Note: This column is
written by a member of Sen. Kerr
Scott's Washington staff).
PILOT PROGRAM. The U. S.
Department of Agriculture is ex
panding its Rural Development pro
gram, designed to increase farm
income in some of the nation's low
est farm income areas.
The present undertaking, which
includes three North Carolina
counties, is a pilot program that
is intended to find ways and means
to lift many rural areas out of the
economic doldrums.
The three countics in North
Carolina included in the experi
mental program arc Bertie, Anson
and Watauga. A total of 95 coun
tics in 24 states have been selected
to carry out the experiment
APPROACH. Under the program,
the federal government, through
the various state extension services,
sends experts in soil conservation,
agricultural economics and other
specialized fields into the pilot
countics to determine what is need
ed to increase farm income.
By working with individual farm
families, these experts will deter
mine what is needed in depressed
farm communities to lift up the
general rural economic level.
CHANGES. The Farmers Home
Administration has announced that
three part-time FHA local offices
in North Carolina will be put on a
full-time basis.
The sub-office at Winton will be
put on a full-time basis to serve
Hertford and Gates Counties.
The part-time office at Wadcs
boro will become a full-time office
to serve Anson County, which has
previously been served by the of
fice at Monroe.
In the future, Clay County will
have a full-time office at Hayes
villc In the past. Clay has been
served by the office at Murphy.
PARKWAY. A Kentucky Con
gressman has started a move to
build a new national parkway from
the Great Smoky Mountain Na
tional Park in North Carolina,
through northeastern Tennessee, to
Mammoth Cave National Park in
Kentucky.
The Congressman, Rep. Eugene
Filer, introduced a bill in the clos
ing days of Congress that would set
aside $179,000 for a survey of the
proposed project. No formal action
was taken, but Representative Filer
is expected to push his plan hi the
next Congress.
From the Bookshelf
Tbr Loif Witch. By Eliubctb
l.inington Viking.
Till, lanky, homely teenager
Bcthunc is escaping from the
Thurstan Hundred, juit as his fa
ther had tried to do. when this
novel. Miss Linington'a second,
opens.
The Revolutionary War is some
years in the future though Its pas
sions are already shaping. Bethune,
Sr., indentured for life, was killed
as he was running away. Hit son's
offense, though, could get him
hanged, or so Thurstan (wore fur
iously. > '
Pretty Margaret Th'irstaa had
let him kiss ber, but it bad At
stopped there; and If he was no
slave, he wis no free white, tttiier,
and to keep from being dragged
before the court it WilllMMburg,
he ran iwijr.
Thus this story In Its first few
piges builds up momentum. Un
hippily, however, it Is momentum
tbe author is going to need before
her hero work* his way through ?
newspaper rareer, before the war
is won, before he has risked a few
other love experiences and found
his way it last into the heart where
he feels emotionally at home.
A Quaker captain lands him in
New York, a Jewish landlord
points out an advertisement for
help, and MacDonald of the Cour
ier hires him.
Against the background of grow
ing rebellion, he 1 earns the dan
gerous newspaper game In a city
where loyalties are tested in the
fire of 177S; he meets Gay, be
friends Dnrcy, la Susan's escort
and once more encounters the girl
he left behind.
The atory falters a bit; though
thla U not history, history gets in
the way, or per hap* the focus isn't
sharp enough. Even M, Miss Lln
ington gives ui the good rich con
temporaneous color, and ? sense
at real people vying courageously
with real problems.
? W. G. Bogcrs
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Stamp News
By SYD KR0N1SH
The portraits of President
Dwighl D. Eisenhower and other
presidents of the American repub
lics appear on a new set of stamps c
from Panama. The set honors the r
recently held Congress of Ameri- c
can States held in that country. s
Pakistan has issued a 2 anna 8
orange stamp to commemorate the ?
ninth anniversary of its creation.
Shown on the stamp is the crcs- '
cent and star facing north-west. *
A bunch of roses appears in the d
top right corner. ?'
Three new sets of stamps have
been issued by little Liechtenstein. "
One set of two honors the 150lh J
anniversary of the principality's 1
formation. Depicted on (he adhc- *
sives arc a symbolic eagle with "
princely crown and wreath of oak *
leaves. .
Another set containing four ^
stamps commemorates the 50th f
birthday of Prince Franz Joseph II. ,,
The third set of one. dedicated to '
the 8th Philatelic Exhibition in
Vaduie. pictures Prince Johann j
Adam, eldest son of Franz Joseph. h
o
The highest priccd stamp ever 0
issued by Israel is scheduled for
release at the end of October or
early November, reports the Israel a
Philatelic Agency. It will be a 3000 h
pruts airmail picturing the ancient i
city of Tiberias. tl
tl
To mark the 400th anniversary
of St. Ignazio dc Loyola's death, ?
the Vatican has issued two mw tl
stamps, reports the New York r
Stamp CO.
The 19 lire brown and the 80 *
lire blue green depict Ignatius re- n
ceiving confirmation of hia Society r
of Jesus from Pope Paul III- f
ta?imi Sptvy
Words of Inspiration
Thert art all types of families. Those who want children, those who
don't Those who hsve s house full, others whose homes are silent for
there are no children there. There are mothers who pray at the coming
of each small one, thst this be their last ? . . others who pray that they
may be blessed with at least one child.
There sre parents who want nothing better than to be able to secure
s baby sitter, so thst they csn spend sn evening st a party, dancing;
mothers who could find no pleasure anywhere as aatisfying aa hearing
imall prayers, resding bedtime stories or tucking small ones in for the
night, then staying close while they sleep.
Once there were two fsmilies who were neighbors.
Mrs. Brown lived in s comfortable white house with a large yard.
Her house wss always in order, she slwsys wore a smile as she worked
among her flowers, hung out clothes, or exchanged neighborly talk with
Mrs. Smith.
So many evenings as Mrs. Smith was preparing her children for bed,
she would see Mrs. Brown and her husband leave their home together
for a show, a drive, or a visit with friends. How she envied her and
hoped that some day she too would be free of the invisible bands that
kept her bound to her home and the many duties of motherhood.
One morning Mrs. Brown was in her yard cutting roses for the din
ing room table. Mrs. Smith came over and told her the doctor has said
another child was on the way . . . how she hated the thought.
That night Mrs. Smith knelt by her bed and prayed that the doctor
was mistaken and begged God not to send to her another child. If it
were true, and she must have this one, to please let it be the last for
she felt that she had by far more than her share to care for.
Next door, Mrs. Brown also knelt in prayer:
? PLEASE GOD *'
Dear God, 1 hate to bother you today.
But has one infant Up There gone astray?
I wish You'd check up on it . . . for my sake,
And see if there has been a grave mistake
In the Celestial Depot . . . where the birth
Addresses are marked on the tiny ones dispatched to earth.
I've sent prayer orders up for one so long and still have not received
delivery.
I feel perhaps they have my address wrong Up There. Down here I
have a lovely nursery.
All pink and blue for little girl or boy; I'd be blessed and content
With any little stranger Heaven sent.
And John loves children so, he'd be so good to any of your precious
tiny ones,
He never says so but 1 know he longs for little daughters and for little
sons.
My neighbor told me just the other day,
Another child for her is on the way.
Another little bundle right from Heaven,
She's a wonderful mother, God, but she has seven.
They're small; she looks so tired and worn,
Why do they send them all to her when I am praying so for my first
born?
Perhaps they have my address mixed with hers, you see, we're living
on the same street right next door.
But God, she lives at 602 S. Pine St. . . . and God, I live . . . and
hope ... at 604.
So, humbly and with deepest reverence, I plead that you'll chcck the
assembly line,
And look at all the brand new babies there, and if you see one that
you know is mine,
Please God, address it right, I beg, implore . . .
To: Mrs. Brown . . . South Pine Street . . . 604.
Watermelons Are the Best!
By THOMAS H. (ARROW
(Editor'* Note: The writer, now a resident of Philadelphia, is a
native of Beaufort, and has frequently contributed articles to THE
NEWS-TIMES).
Watermelon! There's a fruit for
ou. Or is it a fruit? Anyway there
ire no half-way lovers of water
nelons. You either love 'em with
ill your heart, mind and soul or
'ou don't like 'em at all.
And so far as my memory run
icth back ] can recall no boy,
either white or black, among my
hildhood associates who didn't
ave over them. In all the catalog
if things good to eat and drink,
urely there is nothing that has
i more delicate flavor. The meat
if a watermelon is neither food
lor drink. It is both. When you
tut it into your mouth it starts
ike food, but ends like a drink.
It in sweet, but not sickening
ike candy. It is filling but not
icavy. It is refreshing but not de
iressing like liquor. It's good be
ween meals and it's good after
icals. After a boy cats the greater
iart of a half of a watermelon he
an scrape the rind and drink a
lint of the juice that remains.
Patch Is Pretty
A watermelon patch is a beau
iful sight. The vines run away
rom the hills and cover the fields,
loon a little green thing develops
nd it grows and grows and grows,
n a few weeks a mere speck of
reen has grown up to 40, SO or
0 pounds.
When it comes to color there
s nothing prettier in green. And
urely red reaches its richcst hue
own through the heart of a wa
ermelon.
Indeed, the inside of a water
lelon Is one of nature's most
harming pieces of architecture,
f you know this you can cut it
o that the seeds fall out or can
c pushed out with your knife
nd fork as you cat.
No one with any love for a wa
termelon would cut it with a fork
ike some fashionable people cut
ilad. That's merely pressing the
nice out on the plate instead of
onvcying It to your mouth.
There ia not a boy of the nine
ies from watermelon country who
asn't a whole lot of happy mem
rics centered around watermel
ns.
Six Acres Worth!
One time my father raised six
cres. He brought them to town
> a boat, t thousand at a time,
'hey were unloaded on the wharf
his way: One man in the boat
lirowing to another on the dock,
lie latter threw to one on the
rharf and there were two more
hrowcrs before the melon finally
cached the pile.
Sometimes the man in the boat
rould speed up and push the next
lan and so on until the melon
cached the last man at the pile,
low and then one would drop,
burst and expose its heart to us
ravenous kids who were waiting
for the blessed event.
The best-bred boys I ever knew
had no compunction about taking
watermelons from the farmer's
patch. 1 won't say stealing bccause
it seemed such a natural thing to
do. I recall one day a boyfriend
and I went to see a farmer who
lived four miles from town. That .
was a pretty good distance in the
horse and buggy days.
We went in the patch and an
nexed a watermelon. Nothing
wrong about that, cxcept that we
left the rinds in the road and they
gave us away. Every boy and girl
of the nineties and of course many
of them in the present day have
gone to watermelon parties. And
when you are out on a Mil along
the coast a cool watermelon goes
as fine as anything that you can
put down your alimentary tract.
I have often known boys to chip
in and buy a watermelon. Cut it
into equal lengthwise slices and
eat from the slices without the aid
of a knife. And after the feast was
finished some smart boy would
"wash" some other boy'a face with
the rind.
Even the rind of a watermelon
is good when it ia preserved.
In the south it Is generally
thought that colored people are
more fond of watermelons than
the whites. 1 think this illusion
grows out of the fact that the ap
petites of the colored people in
former times were on the whole
sharper because of the life they
led and the laborious work they
did.
Anyway there are a whole lot of
jokes about colored people and
watermelon and it was not uncom
mon to see a colored man consume
a whole melon. It was a great treat
to the cotton pickers to run across
one that had sneaked away into
the cotton patch and ripened on
a vine that had never been culti
vated.
This writer la fond of all kinda
of good thinga to eat. But taken
at the right time, watermelon
pleases his palate moat.
Smile a While
When nkcd by i new neighbor
what her husband did, a wife re
plied, "My huiband b an efficiency
expert in a large office."
"And what doe* an efficiency
expert do?" the neighbor wanted
to kaow.
The wife thought a moment;
then explained, "It'a a little hard
to explain, but If we women did it,
they would call U nagging."