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CARTERET COUNTY NEWS-TIMES Cartarat County'. EDITORIALS TUESDAY, AUGUST 26, 1958 Another Winner . . . ? Morehead City rates a blue ribbon for its municipal park on Bogue Sound. ' The park is the result of initiative on the part of the Morehead City town board, engineering of the project by Jasper Bell, buildings and grounds commissioner, the Jaycees, Rotary lub and the Carteret Outboard and unabout Association. The park is located at the west end of Evans Street on Bogue Sound. It is actually on state property, but the State Department of Conservation and Development, at the request of the town, granted permission to use the ?rea as a park. Since it opened last month, many folks have picnicked there and sports men have flocked to the park to make use of the boat launching ramp. Commissioner Bell invited civic groups to help furnish park facilities. The Jaycees built the benches and pic nic tables, painted them and placed giem at the park. The Rotary Club con tributed $86 and 10 cans for holding trash. The outboard motor boat club helped build the forms for the concrete ramp and get the ramp ready for use. Attractive green and white signs on highway 70 direct the motorist to the park. Plans for it include more facilities. As use increases, another road through the park, between Arendell (highway 70) and Evans Street, is anticipated. More picnic tables will be placed in that section. Meanwhile, it will be seeded in rye to establish a firm turf there by next year. Commissioner Bell said that outdoor grilles are also on the list of "plans for the future". He himself has worked at the park and appreciates the manual labor put in there by the Jaycees and the motor boat enthusiasts. Civic groups, or individuals, who would like to share in making More head City's first municipal park a pleasant spot are invited to contact Commissioner Bell. Cash contributions and hours of labor are acceptable. Those responsible for bringing the park into being can take pride in their accomplishment. Morehead City has thus added to its facilities a pleasant place for vacationists, as well as for those of us who live here winter and summer. Just a Bit Too Fast? The State Highway Commission has increased the speed limit, for passen ger cars, to 60 on highways leading from this county toward Cherry Point. Apparently the highway commission la unaware of, or does not want to recognize the fact that on highway 70, particularly, accidents are numerous. These accidents happen, mainly, on the stretch between Newport and Cherry Point, where there are several tricky curves. x According to information given us, speed limits are set by the highway commission on recommendation of their engineers. The State Highway Patrol, which to our way of thinking, should J?ave some say in the matter, has none. Yet it is the patrol that is charged with the responsibility of preventing accidents and keeping the highways ?afe. How can the patrol do that ef fectively when another state agency, puch ad the highway commission, is privileged to cross it up? Highway patrolmen in this county not think the higher speed limit is f wise move. They ought to know. They and the ambulance drivers are the ones ailed out at all hours of the night and ay to mop up the blood when cars turn over or meet head-on on highway 70 between Morehead City and Cherry Point A 60-mile limit means that most mo torists are going to go 65. On the four lane highway between Cherry Point and New Bern, the 60-mile limit is logi cal. But someone must have gone hay wire to approve the 60 limit for high ways that allow only one lane of traf fic each way. Maybe the State Highway Commis sion has an ulterior motive. Raising the speed limit to 60 may increase the number of accidents so much that the statistics can be used as a lever to get funds necessary to make highway 70 between Cherry Point and Morehead City four-lane. If that is the tactic being used, the statisticians won't have long to wait There may be quite a long wait, though, between the time the statistics are interpreted and a broader highway comes into being. Anybody who believes that more ac cidents on highway 70 will get a four lane highway quicker, go right ahead, crack up. But be sure that only your car and your life are at stake. The other folks who would like to stay healthy and live long would do well to consider that the speed limit is still 55 ? or less. ? Of Professional Men and Money (Greensboro Daily News) A local physician who recently re turned to the medical teaching field waa aaked why he wanted to make the change. Among his reasons he stated, "Yon can't find a doctor here who'll talk medicine." He could get plenty of conversation ?bout investments and stocks, but little ?bout his profession. Which brings us an observation made by visiting Eng lish phyisician, as quoted by Columnist Ejydney Harris, on why the professions ^-especially law and medicine ? are given more respect in England than in America. "At home," he said, "they are looked up to: here they are given % kind of grudging respect, mixed with ? good deal of contempt or dislike." And the reason? he was asked. He answered : T It puttied me it lint, but 1 think I've di? $>vered part of the answer. It'i because in gngland ? for the moat part, although not en tirely, a t course ? the professional man con centrates on his profession; and in America he aspires to be a businessman ai well. . . . I've found that many ? if not most ? American doctors are as busy with their invest ments aa they are with their patients, if not more so. They read the investmenta guides as thoroughly aa they read the medical Journals, and when they talk shop it is more likely to be about stocks. The lawyers, he found, are likewise concerned with commercial ventures ? and real estate. And, suggested our English cousin, there's nothing wrong with this, but our professional men can't have their cake of prestige, and eat it, too. He added : But then you can't expect the public to re gard the professional man in exactly the same light as we do in England. The main object of business is to make a profit; the main object of a profession is to render a service. So when the professional man becomea more interested in profit than in service, he naturally forfeits some of the esteem be used to be given. Carteret County Newt-Times WINNER or NATIONAL EDITORIAL ASSOCIATION AND NORTH CAROLINA PRESS ASSOCIATION AWARDS A Htrttr at The Beaufort Newt (Est 1*12) and The Twin City Timet (Eit 1136) Published Tueadays and Fridays by the Carteret Publishing Company, Inc. 504 ArmdeU St, Morehead City, N. C. LOCKWOOD PHILLIPS - PUBLISHER ELEANORE DEAR PHILLIPS - ASSOCIATE PUBLISHER RUTH L. PEELING - EDITOR Uafl Kates: In Carteret Couaty and adjoining eenatUa. M-<0 aoe year, |1>0 tb mooiht. tLS one month; elsewhere tT.OO ene year, $4 00 tfai month*, 11.50 one month. Member at Associated P rest ? N. C. Prett Ateodattos Nations] Editorial Aatodatkn - Audit Bartan ol Ctrculatkm National Advertising Representative Moris A Fischer, Inc. 10 East 40th Street New Yach It. N. T. I PrtM Is entitled exclusively to use for republication o I local (dated la this newspaper, as well as all AP news dispatches ? Matter at Morehead City, N. C.. Under Act at March S, BEFORE WE. TACKLE OUTER SPACE M vrzy v m, 7rro/?r/jz-, Ruth Peeling Rupert Willis Jr. Tops Gigging Tale Rupert Willis Jr. liked the story about Bill McDonald's gigging a pair of shorts. But Rupert had one to top that. A fellow down east was walking along the shore one night looking for flounder. He looked down, saw a big one, and Bing! let 'im have it. That was the end of gigging for him for a while. He gigged his foot. A fellow in court the other day was charged with driving drunk. He was trying to explain V. tne court exactly wh? he wasn't able tb walk straight. He said be was in water, under a boat all day working on a pro peller. The sheriff icmarked after wards, "Well, I've heard a lot of excuses, bjt this is the first time I ever heard a man say he couldn't walk straight because he was wa terlogged." You've got to be mighty careful about what you throw out car win dows. The other night along the Fort Macon Road some fellows dumped the ice in their paper drinking cups as they were driving along. The Ice hit a pedestrian, a man who was walking quietly along, minding his own business. That ice in his face made him ^.madder than a wet ben. and I can't say that I blame him. He got the license number of the car and went to the clerk of court in Beaufort to swear out a warrant. Injury was added to insult, he said, when the boys saw the ice hit him. They roared. They thought that was funny. The pedestrian didn't The boys were found and they claimed that later they turned around to go back to him and apologize, but couldn't find him. Could be. The upshot of it all was that the pedestrian finally decided to drop the charges, but the incident still rankles. Mr. A. H. James, clerk of court, says things come in bunches. Just prior to the ice affair, another man was in the clerk's office. He was hit by a pop bottle thrown out a car window. That hurt. If people are going to persist in throwing things out windows, someone is bound to get hurt and the next fellow who gets hurt may not drop the charges. There's a glut of caterpillars. I pick up a newspaper off the lawn and lo and behold, on it are several squirmy, wormy green things. Ugh. A bigger caterpillar was on a zinnia I brought in the house the other day. He saw me about the same time I saw him and tried to retreat down his hole right in the middle of the flower. I grabbed his tail (I guess it was his tail) and pulled. That one is now in caterpillar heaven. I remember a verse wc kids used to chant: Gooey, Gooey was a worm A noble worm was he He climbed upon the railroad track The train he did not sec. Gooey, gooey. George Leigh Dill and Sam Wade found a gull on the shore the other day, a young gull who got fouled up in oil and couldn't fly. So the boys took him home to George Leigh's daddy who was told to build a cage for him. Daddy complied. Since then, be has also had to go fishing to catch food for the gull. The boys think that they can domesticate it so that it will come back to see them every year, as some gulls have done 'round here in the past. "I don't know what kind of a gull it is," George Leigh's papa says. "If it lays an egg, I'll know." Then he can put up a sign, "Dill's Gull Hatchery." Charles McNeill, assistant man ager at the Morehead City port, has done a lovely watercolor of the Laust Haersk. The Maersk ships are those brilliant blue ones that call here frequently. The picture shows the Laust Maersk making port. I wu in terested in how Mr. McNeill could sketch rapidly enough to catch the ship in the position in which he painted it. He says he makes notes quickly and then also takes a snap shot. The notes give him the col- J ors and the snapshot the mechani cal details, such as rigging. He says nobody could decipher ' his notes except he himself. Mrs. Louis Sutton, an artist of repute, 1 uses the note technique too. Not being an artist, I don't know? per haps this is accepted procedure where the beauty of a moment must be caught as quickly aa pos- 1 sible. 1 Where Mr. McNeil] specializes in watercolors, Mrs. Sutton prefers I oils and pastels. Two of her shore scenes in pastels are absolutely lovely. I QUIET RAIN When a forest prays the winds hush in reverence . . . Creatures pause, alert, unmoving when a forest prays. Pine needles droop in quietude foliage closes leafy eyes The stream rolls in smothered cadence . . . and locusts cease their singing. When a forest prays flowers bow pastel petals Tall grasses whisper supplications nature stands breathless, wait ing . .. then the first drop Life quivers 'neath the blessing . . . the touch of God. Captain Henry Sou'easter Now that summer is }ust about over. It's good-bye to boys' base ball. I think the Little League pro gram and the church-sponsored program for the older boys this summer was one of the finer things to happen in Beaufort in recent years. With these budding players and those in Morehead City, this coun ty might be able to field some semi-pro teams again in the fu ture. But that, to my way of think ing, is secondary to the fact that the boys are learning team-work, getting supervised recreation and having a whale of a lot of fun. Speaking of whales reminds me of porpoises. Three of the por poises in the pool over at Atlantic Beach have died. Micky, at last reports, waa still waving a flipper. It was a courageous experiment. but h one marine scientist told me several years ago, operation of a sea aquarium is not simple. It requires a lot of know-how as well as money. I was walking along the street the other day and one of the boys from Horehead came along. We talked about this and that and the other thing. Then he said, "You know, I've got me a baseball dog." I (aid, "Now why do you call him a baseball dog?" He replied, " 'Cause he wears a muzzle, catches flies, chases fowls and beats it for home when he sees the catcher coming." Helen: Don't drive so fast, George. George: Why not? Helen: That patrolman behind us can't get by. IS THE GOOD OLD BETS THIRTY YEARS AGO Alfred E. Smith, Democratic nominee for president, announced in his acceptance speech that he favored a change in the 18th amendment and would like the Volstead Act amended. Only two cases were tried In the new recorder's court this week. The Beaufort Chamber of Com merce was in hopes of getting a community canning factory. TWENTY YEARS AGO Clarence Guthrie of Beaufort left this week for Atlanta, Ga., where he would take a course in phar macy. No lives ware lost in the eounty when a hurricane hit here this week, but farmers lost their crops. Sea Laval, Stacy, Davis and Wil list on were reported to have been wholly submerged. Beaufort resident* were being asked to boycott stores which had not Joined the NRA. TEN TEARS AGO Dr. Frank P. Graham, president of UNC, delivered the graduation address when 27 MCTI students re ceived their diplomas. FIVE YEARS AGO The new Atlantic Beach bridge was opened to traffic. Dan Walker resigned his posi tion as manager of the Beaufort Chamber of Commerce. Members of St. Egbert's Catholic Church, Morehead City, would lauach a 150,000 campaign to build 4 parochial ffhftflli Lout? Sptvy Words of Inspiration WE COMES IN SECOND Everybody likei a winner, and there are always people ready to cheer for a good loeer. But who ever heard a soog tor the man who eomei in second? So thia is in praiae of the almoet-winner, the nearly-champion, the next-to-the-biggest, the second-best. Thia ia the aonf of M liter Two. You hear unflattering namea for Mister Two. "Alao-ran", they call him, and "runner-up". Namea that make you think of a fellow who oouldn't quite make it Don't let that fool you. Ask the winner of any race how good a man is Mister Two. He'll tell you It's Mister Two who made him run ao fast; Mister Two presa ing hard at his heels, threatening alwaya to overtake and paaa him. Aak the salesman who won the contest, what keeps him plugging after hours, looking for the extra order. Ask the directors of the giant corporation why they keep changing their product, seeking the new im provement, the added advantage. What drives them? What keepa them hopping? It's the salesman with nearly as many orders. It's the com pany with the product almost as good. It's Mister Two. In this country, we're proud of the quality of our champions. Our big men come very big. Our fast men run very fast. Our wise men are the wisest and our great men are the greatest that a country could hope to be blessed with. And why is that? Couldn't it be because great Mister Two's grow naturally in a land where the race ia always open and everjfeody can run? So this is for you. Mister Two. This is your song. This is for all the days you tried for first, and came in second. It's for the nights when you wonder if you ought to go on trying . . . since nobody seems to notice. We notice, Mister Two. We know the score. Winner or not, you're a natural champion. There couldn't be a race without you, Mister Two. ? Unknown Advice is like snow; the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper it sinks into, the mind. ? Cooleridge A BLESSED THOUGHT Death Is just a swinging door; the same God is on both sides. PRAYER TO UVE BY When we are wrong, make us easy to change. When we are right, make us easy to live with. ? Alfred B. Gruenthcr BOYS For the time when a boy is in danger of going a little bit wild Is when he's too young to be married, too old to be known as a child. A bird of the wild grass thicket, just out of the parent tree flown. Too large to keep in the old nest, too small to have one of its own. When desolate, 'mid his companions, his soul is a stake to be won, 'Tis then that the devil stands ready to get a good place to catch on. ? Selected From the Bookshelf Modern Italian Painting. From Futurism to the present day. By Guido Ballo Translated from Ital ian by Barbara Wall. With 135 color plates. Praeger. $30. When we say "Italian painters," we think in our stereotyped fash ion of the great masters of the past. When we say "modern Ital ians," we are apt to be as unim aginative: Modigliani, because he was in Paris; Giorgio de Chirico, the metaphysical classicist; Caaor aU, well known at the Pittsburgh internationals; Severini, the futur ist; Afro who visits this country. But as Ballo reminds us in this uncommonly handsome book with its brilliant reproductions in color, there are scores of others. They are not a match for their illustrious forebears, and not too serious rivals of some famed con temporaries elsewhere; and Ballo with his perceptive measured judg ments does not claim they are. But they constitute a definable seg ment of the present art world; they have contributed to it most importantly. According to Ballo, essayist and professor at the Brera, the fer ment in Italian art since 1900 has worked toward a fresher and more intimate association with the lar ger European field and at the same time with native local in spirational and traditional sources. The main trend now, he finds, is abstract-concrete, but he opti mistically sees a public increas ingly receptive to fresh and origi nal art whatever its classification. This is a major survey, and it does a double service to Italian art and American art lovers. Among other new art books of unusual interest and importance there are; "Juan Gris," by James Thrall Soby. Museum of Modern Art. 15.50. A scholarly and readable ?tudy, with 128 illustrations, 19 in color. Three published by Abrams: "The Inward Vision: Watercolors, Drawings, Writings." By Paul Free Wheeling By BOX CROWE IX I Motor Vehlclei Department 1 NEVER KNOW . . . Death out on j the highway can take strange , shapes? a dropped cigarette, a , back-seat tussle among the kids, a drippy ice cream cone. Unrelated, you say? Not exactly J according to the 581 men of the State Highway Patrol. They're all , potential accident causes, say , troopers who investigate annually something like 45,000 mishaps on our highways. While official figures seldom re- j fleet them, many auto accidents are caused by just such otherwise harmless objects as cigarettes, , children and ice cream cones. "Distractions contribute to a ' great percentage of the state'a I motor vehicle mishaps," say pa- 1 trolmen from the coast to the I mountains. i Let's suppose you are cruising 1 down the highway at 60 mph and 1 drop your cigarette. Take only i four seconds to retrieve it and | you've gone the length of a foot- i ball field ? and then aomel I Sun* (bias with ? back-eeat squabble. And iHiat family mail hasn't had thia experience? Turn around to break it up and you may Find yourself welded to another car that stopped suddenly in front at you. Same thing with ice cream cones. Drop one in your lap and watch the fun start. The people who've been the vic tims of such distractiona are usual ly good for a laugh? until an acci lent occurs. Then it'a not so funny. QUOTE . . . "Ill never insure a gasoline can on wheels, the noisy, stinking things," Charles Piatt, Insurance Company of North America, in 1(04. VIP's . . . There was an interna tional air around State Highway Patrol headquarters laat week with the arrival in North Carolina of > couple of viaiting policemen from Viet Nam and Turkey. In the United Statea for an official in ipection tour of state police or ganisations were LL Do-Dan Koi of the Viet Nam police and Ertu p-ul Korhan from Ankara, Turkey. Tbair first slap waa to look over Klce. $17.50. With 16 color repro ductions detachable for separate mounting, plus cardboard mounts, and also 16 reproductions in black and white. "Gruencwald." By Nikolaus Pev sner and Michael Meier. $15. An overdue study of a remarkably powerful painting personality, with 28 plates in color and 75 othcra. "The Louvre." By Germain Bazin. $7.50. A handsome record of the famous institution, with 101 pictures In color and 340 in black and white. "The Writings of Albrecht Due rer." Translated and edited by William Martin Conway. Philoso phical Library. $6. A painter's journal, with 23 illustrations. "Edgar Degas." By Pierre Ca bannc. Translated from French by Michel Lee Landa. Pierre Tisne Universe Books. $17.50. Generously illustrated in black and white and color, combining art atudy and flavorsome biographv. ? W. G. Rogers Comment ? ? ? j, Ktiiw A SENSE OF THE MOMENT At intervals in our existence we become briefly aware of the com plete indescribable glory of being. Not just a personal being but of the condition of existence of all things, as apart from ourselves or as including us as infinitesimal, integral parts. It is probably not the same for any two individuals. Nevertheless, the phenomena ex ists. We are, on the one hand, dulled by our preoccupation with our selves and our immediate surface world. On the other, we are so unaccustomed to a higher level of being that we may consciously re treat from these glimpses ? which are probably far closer to Truth than our more obvious "realities." In a poem called "The Movent of Life" by Allan Dowling, which appeared a good many years ago in the New York Times, this apt expression appears: A day's glory can never be lived again, though the times return and the seasons, the sun-warmed side of the year. Never the same cloud in the sky, nor the same wave on the waters. The moment of life is upon us, and lot how be silent, and yet, how praise? We weep, For truly. I swear, a sense of the moment is more than the heart can bear. facilities of the award-winning State Highway Patrol. Veteran pa trol boss Col. James R Smith beamed with pleasure aa the two visitors indicated that the Tar Heel patrol's reputation as "finest in the nation" had preceded their long Journey to the US. SUDDEN THAWT ... A modern motorist la one who drives a mort gaged car over bood financed highway! aa cradit card gaa.
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