CARTERET COUNTY NEWS-TIMES
Cartarat County's Nmptptr
EDITORIALS TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 2, 1958
Bitter Harvest of Perversion
How many times during the course
a year do the daily papers carry
?tories of children disappearing, their
odies later found in an isolated spot,
erhaps mutilated.
| We're not referring to kidnapping,
there a child is abducted with the
lought of ransom. We're speaking
t>f the many cases where perverts lure
children to their cars, take them off,
attack and then murder them.
If the murderer is found, his excuse
has been that he had to kill the child
to keep him or her "from telling".
People become incensed when a
woman is attacked, and rightfully so,
but the crime that can rouse even
greater emotion is the attack on a child
? a child whose only world is climb
ing trees, taking care of a small bird
that has fallen from its nest, running
to daddy when he comes home from
work, having mother listen to the eve
ning prayers before crawling into bed.
Should the realism of the adult
world, much of it not very pleasant,
be thrust upon a youngster, thrust with
a violence that perhaps could warp the
child's entire existence?
This happens. And it makes the re
sponsible parent, the normal citizen,
shudder when he contemplates it
Sexual preverts are, perhaps, to be
pitied. But they should not, if diacov.
ered, be allowed to corrupt normal
ways of life ... or destroy human life,
as has been the case, frequently, where
the pervert seeks out children.
Parents may be reluctant to prose
cute a case wherein their young daugh
ter or son is confronted in an unnatural
manner by a strange man or woman, an
adult who may contend he was "just
being friendly". The parents' attitude
is readily understandable. Yet, cour
ageously, when they prosecute, they
are taking the only step that can pro
tect their children and children of
others in the community.
Children should be warned repeat
edly, but in a calm manner, not to ac
cept rides from strangers and not to
be lured anywhere by the promise of
a lollipop or ice cream cone.
In this county, unfortunately, some
crimes have been committed against
children. They probably will occur in
the future. But responsible citizens
and the courts can take measures to
try to keep them from happening.
New Program, Will it Pay?
History in Carteret public school ed
ucation was made Friday morning
when the first high school boys and
girls to complete the driver education
course were awarded cards indicating
that they had had 30 hours of class
room instruction and six hours behind
the-wheel instruction.
The driver education course is fi
nanced by the state, through a dollar
fee charged each motorist when he
buys his license tags.
Specially - trained instructors are
teachers of the driver education course.
The instructors this summer were mem
bers of the public school faculty ?
John Duncan, James Fodrie and Stew
art Daniels.
The mayors of both Beaufort and
Morehead City congratulated the boys
?nd girls Friday and each presented
excellent advice for the future motor
ists to follow.
As H. L. Joslyn, superintendent of
schools, pointed out, these 107 boys and
girls are the "leaders". They are the
first. How they handle a car on the
highway will help set the reputation
of all students in driver education who
follow them.
Theirs is a great responsibility. If
they are involved in an accident, there
are many who are likely to sniff and
say, "Humph! What good does a driver
education course do?"
Many drivers become involved in ac
cidents through no fault of their own.
But the public is not kind. The public
is more ready to condemn than excuse.
It is for this reason that the Carteret's
first crop of future drivers bears, with
the honor, the responsibility of showing
folks that the extra dollar now paid at
license tag time is not wasted.
Carteret highways will bear "built
in safety assurance" with continuation,
year after year, of a successful driver
education program for high school
students.
How to Find Your Niche
t
(Dick Emmons, Wall Street Journal)
My advice to young men trying to
decide on a career is to snap up the
first offer of a bank presidency. How
ever, if you decide to be choosy, you
will welcome this help in answering the
Question: How shall I make ends meet?
I have compiled a brief list of career
possibilities together with their salient
strengths and weaknesses.
Steamfitter: This is okay if you
know something about fitting steam.
Lion tamer: Excellent portal to por
tal pay. The only trouble is they shut
the portal behind you.
c Civil engineer: Look into this if you
are naturally courteous toward every
one.
Locksmith: An admirably democra
tic profession in which all employees
are key personnel.
t Television repairman : Success is be
ing found in this field with ultrahigh
frequency.
Bank teller: Offers fine opportunity
for widespread publicity if you are
food at being herded into a vault, giv
ing eyewitness accounts and can point
jo the cage through which the anub
nosed revolver was thrust.
- Steeple jack : Salary is high but not
high enough to compensate for fact
that you are, too.
Professional golfer: Earnings are
above par for players who aren't.
Nuclear physicist: Bright future cur
rently assured, but I've seen the day
when they couldn't make a nucle.
Both Factions Needed
If persons who are against a tax for
mosquito control do not show up at the
hearing at 2 today at the courthouse,
the county Commissioners will receive
a false impression as to the attitude of
county property holders.
The people who don't want to curb
pesky mosquitoes are as equally obli
gated to appear at the hearing as are
those who want a mosquito control tax."
"The history of liberty is a history
of limitation of governmental powers
? not the increase of them. When we
resist, therefore, the concentration of
power, we are resisting the processes
of death, because concentration of
power precedes the destruction of hu
man liberties." ? Woodrow Wilson,
28th President of the United States."
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Bill Just Better Stay Home
Bill McDonald, Newport, the one,
you know, who gigged the Ber
muda shorts, decided the other day
he would crank up the old out
board and run over to Shackleford
for a bit of fishing.
He went to the refrigerator and
got out his box of bait, frozen
shrimp, got all his gear and took
off. Shackleford was a welcome
sight. He was all set to take home
a nice mess of fish, opened the
bait box and found ? frozen straw
berries.
In case you don't know ? fish
aren't mad about strawberries.
Some newspaper headlines are
eye-stoppers. It's not easy to
squeeze big words into small
spaces, so maybe that's the rea
son. Anyhow, the Christian Scleace
Monitor headlined a story the
ether day, "Vessel Collides with
Repair Bill". Could be. If it was
a big enough bill, I'm sure the
vessel was destroyed.
Snn Journal headline: "Univer
sity Chemist for Years is Dead".
That's a fine commentary on the
students. You mean they had a
stiff in the classroom as an in
structor all those years and never
even noticed?
A town will do almost anything
for publicity! Benson, N. C., south
of Raleigh in Johnston County, an
nounces Mule Day for Sept 13. On
that occasion, the famous mail
man, Hardrock Simpson, from
Burlington, is going to race a mule.
That is, if they can find a racy
mule.
Hardrock says be can beat any
mule. He points to his record in
1927 when he beat a horse, by 25
miles, in a 143-mile race. The
forthcoming Mule Day race would
be the length of Johnston County,
north to south, 30 miles.
Anybody got a mule to match
against Hardrock?
Adm. James W. Davis, USN,
now in Paris, writes home that the
Nautilus' trip under the North
Pole really caused headlines in
Europe "and is about tbe biggest
thing since Sputnik, particularly
in England."
Duke University has received a
National Science Foundation grant
for $24,900. It's to be used to do
basic research on marine animals
of North Carolina's outer banks.
The allocation covers a two
year period. Official title: Distri
bution and Abundance of Fauna in
Transitional Marine Habitats.
Duke Marine lab's second sum
mer session closed Saturday, Aug.
23. The lab, as you probably know,
is located at Beaufort on Pivers
Island, a stone's throw away from
our famous outer banks.
Everyone certainly was glad that
Daisy didn't turn into a doozy.
Captain Henry
Sou'easfer
One of the most quotable quotes
I have heard recently came Friday
from Lockwood Phillips: "Dialing
a phone number here is like play
ing roulette. Sometimes you win
and sometimes you don't."
I predict: that triangular monu
ment erected at the west end .of the
new Beaufort bridge will collect
more wrecks around it than any
structure east of Raleigh; further,
that the first utility pole on the
right as you start up the west
approach to the bridge, will run
it a close second.
It is rumored that a Piggly-Wig
gly store will be located on the
new Beaufort highway. There will
be other businesses, such as service
stations, that hope to capitalize
on passing traffic. I prefer the
Front Street section.
The fight over who would suc
ceed Irvin Davis as register of
deeds was one of the bitterest in
county Democratic ranks in years.
The split may not heal for a long,
long time.
The big bone of contention
seemed to be whether the office
would go to an "easterner" or
"westerner".
A nice knock-down drag -out fight
over a political office might be
just the thing needed to make
folks wake up and get to the polls.
Morehead City may be the biggest
town in the county, but it certainly
has not gotten its voters out in
recent elections.
When it comes to the county area
that holds the balance of political
power, the wiener is "Beaufort
and east". A non-voting voter is
as useful as a boat with a hole
in the bottom. If Morehead City
wants more Morehead City people
holding county jobs, it had bnt
get out the voters and show that it
has some interest in county gov
ernment.
ZS THE GOOD OLD BS7S
THIRTY TEAM AGO
A Labor Day celebration wa(
planned at Atlantic Beach. Among
the features would be a Stutx car
racing and trying to break ita own
record.
A plea wai made in The Beau
fort New*, now THE NEWS-TIMES,
to lave the elmi on Ann Street,
Beaufort.
Stephen Gillikin of Morehead
City wo^ld soon move his wood
working shop into a new building
being erected at Evans and 11th
Street*, Morehead City.
TWENTY-FIVE YEARS AGO
Miss Helen Hendrix of Beaufort
and Mr. William C. Carlton of Col
lege Park, Ga., were married
Aug. ?.
St. Paul's School, Beaufort, would
open Sept 1L .A 12th grade pre
paratory work for college entrance
was being added this year.
C. D. Jones was advertising cof
fee at 25 cents a pound.
TEN TEARS AGO
County officials postponed the
opening of schools until Oct. 1 be
cause of the polio epidemic.
The proposed sale. of the AAE
railroad to a New York firm had
been cancelled.
Two new housing units were
being planned for Morebead City.
One would be at 28th street and
highway 70, and the other just
west of the Camp Glenn school.
FIVE YEARS AGO
County schools opened this week.
The Colonial Stores opened a
new super market in Morebead
City, doting the last Pender unit
in the state. ,
Gov. William Umstead officially
qpaad the Vtn*1- fetch bridge.
Hope that all future hurricanes
follow her example and give this
coast no more than a passing
thought!
The cookbook compiled by mem
ber! of The Ministering Circle of
Wilmington is causing a stir in
the culinary world. The book fea
tures "Favorite Recipes of the
Lower Cape Fear" and is being
sold by the Ministering Circle to
finance its charitable works.
I, fortunately, own one of the
books and some of the recipes
have already become favorite
standbys.
Everyone who delights in good
food and enjoys serving dishes
that generate expressions of sheer
pleasure from dinner guests, will
find the book a treasure.
The price is most reasonable
and you can order your copy, or
copies (they would make nice
gifts) from The Ministering Circle,
f. p. Box 1U>, Wilmington, N. C.
In Eddie Bo Wheatly's book, the
man who utters the word "darn"
is doing "a storm of cussin'." Ask
B. C. Brown, who is Eddie Bo's
major chewing gum supplier.
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Oar Fair Exhibit
Letters-to-the-editors here and
there still show the alarm of visi
tors to the World's Fair in Bel
gium over our failure to put on a
bigger and better show of power
than the Russians.
Possibly it has not occurred to
them that most everybody knows
that we have a big stick? and Com
munist propaganda is advertising
it for us ? and since they know we
have it, we don't need to show it.
All over the world, our trusty
Fords of various vintages, tractors,
jeeps, military hardware, gauges,
gadgets and what-have-you (in
cluding faithful Japanese copies of
same) prove that we are not defi
cient in mechanical aptitude. We
even have a few satellites rattling
around the sky. Do we have to
cram it down anybody's throat?
What we do have, that a lot of
the world doesn't luow about, is
a big, wide, friendly country where
individuals have more freedom
than in any other nation on earth.
Those who like our exhibit say that
it is large, light, friendly, full of
open doors and free comforts.
The Russian exhibit is said to
be very large, heavy, agressive,
boastful and boring. They are very
busy cramming their importance
and prestige down people's throats.
Maybe they have to prove it
All of which brings to mind some
remarka Bernard Berenson wade
in "Sketch for a Self-Portrait."
"I should confess that in those
two or three years before I was
15 I reveled in everything quanti
tative and statistical. I read with
delight, as if is was a private hap
piness of my own, about the
growth in population of the prin
cipal towns in the United States,
about the advance in mileage of
the railway system, about the ac
celerating speed of the same rail
ways, about the days saved in
crossing seas and oceans, about
crop increase, etc., etc. In brief,
at 14 or IS, I passed through a
stage of quantity worship. I soon
outgrew it. It seems a phase
through which young boys have to
pass before puberty. I am got i
little surprised to realize to what
an extent this worship is carried
on now by totalitarian regimes. Ia
the parallel thoroughgoing, or does
it mean that these regimes are
still in the pre-puberty stage?"
Which ia not to belittle the Rus
sians. We need not forget that it
has been the culture-hungry "bar
barian" of each age who have
been the conquerors at the then
center* at civilisation
lo?h> Sytvy
Words of Inspiration
THE LITTLE COMMUNITY THAT MADE A COMEBACK
Of course til of us know this community, Cameron, La., so many of
our people were there on June 27, 1957 when Hurricane Audrey took its
heavy toll. We have beard them tell of their struggle for survival in
the midst of high winds and angry waters.
Last night, following my Sunday School class meeting, one of my
students, Linda Dunnavant, brought me an August McCall'a magatine,
which tells the story of Dr. Cecil W. Clark's family, and others, and
their story of survival. Dr. Clark lost three children in this storm.
At tbe close of school each year, many of our citisens pack up bag
and baggage and bead for Cameron and remain there where their hus
bands are employed, until school starts. Out our way, there are Many
closed homes that will soon be lighted again.
The one next door has bothered me most. Our neighbors, the Martin
Willis's have been in Cameron for three long months. It was she who
sent me this story.
I felt that you would like to read of the comeback that Cameron has
made. This article was sent, with the request that I not print the name
of the writer, but I can assure you, that he is Carteret's own son.
We can almost see this little community as we read these words writ
ten by him. It was written and dated May 10, 1958:
In the month of June 1957, not quite a year ago, one of the most de
structive and costly storms to strike this part of the country, struck
before dawn and reaped its toll of property and human lives.
There has been considerable progress in the rebuilding of homes and
places of business, but all along the marshlands, over which you must
travel, you can see the grim reminder of the fury and destructiveness
which swept through like a maddened beast, ripping, twisting and tear
ing everything with which it came into contact.
Home appliances dot the marshland as far as the eye can see; their
white exteriors reflecting the setting sun like bleached bones on the
desert. Each one of these items represents a once happy and carefree
home; possibly echoing the laughter of small children at play, and at
night silently listening to their prayers, as on their little knees they said
"Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep".
Possibly they came from the home of newlyweds, hearing their plans
for a joyful and successful like together. Possibly from the home of an
elderly couple, who have joyfully and sorrowfully shared the happiness
and grief of a long lifetime, then towards their journey's end they think
back, of the years they have shared; then ahead to the time that death
shall separate them, and later reunite them in a world far better than
this one.
Yes, I sometimes wonder, if these things could talk, what stories of
happiness, pain and sorrow they could tell. Where are these people now?
Some have been found, identified and buried with the prayers and last
rites of their respective churches and faiths; some have never been
found, but lay sleeping in the bayous and marshlands.
Quite a few saved their lives, but their lives were all, having to face
the future with absolutely nothing at all except a strong determination
and their faith in God; going doggedly about their daily tasks of earning
a livelihood and trying to rebuild a home and future. Some, at present,
still living in their Red Cross tent* and shelters.
You meet someone who has lost one or more of their loved ones, and
though he will smile and clasp your hand, you can see in his eyes the
scars of their grief and sorrow. God created a masterpiece when He
created Man. As you drive further down the road you will occasionally
pass a burial vault, unmarked, unclaimed, known only unto God, con
taining the remains of someone's loved one; keeping a lonely vigil over
the mud flats and marshes, a grim reminder of the wrath of the ele
ments and the power of our Creator.
Several bodies still lay in the morgue, some recently found; because
they cannot be identified, they are not supposed to be buried in a pau
per's grave. Where is our love and respect for our fellow man?
As you enter town, you can still see signs of the terror that struck,
even en through town, on the vacant lots and places along the water
front. Yes, the town has made a comeback and is gradually clearing
up the wreckage; repairing, repainting, and rebuilding. New buildings
here and there, some are business establishments; a new Baptist Church,
which most any large city would be proud to have.
This is a busy little community. On your left, as you enter, you will
see a plant which furnishes lubricating mud for offshore drilling rigs.
You will see the tugs, some moored, some pulling barges and pipelines
used in the oil well operations offshore in the Gulf of Mexico. You will
pass the docks where the shrimp fleet is moored, some of these vessels
were constructed in Morehead City, N. C.
Further along you will pass the menhaden plants of Mr. Harvey Smith
and also of Wallace Fisheries. They appear as huge monsters, lazily
dozing in the sun, to awaken at night and devour the fish catch of the
day; through the night this fish catch will be converted into high grade
fertilizer and oil, used throughout our country.
This plant employs hundreds of men, coming mostly from eastern
North Carolina, especially Carteret County. Most of the communities o I
Carteret are represented at these plants. It is especially interesting to
be on the docks, where the factory men are enjoying the cool of the
evening, suddenly someone passes the word that the boats are coming in.
You watch the pilots and the captains bring their heavily-laden ves
sels alongside the docks so smoothly and easily that they would not
crush an egg. When the mooring lines are made fast, everyone surges
into action. Pumping hoses are put aboard and huge dock pumps are
started, pumping the fish onto a conveyer which conveys them into the
plant where the series of operations are begun which will convert them
into fertilizer and oil. There is bustling activity everywhere, but no
confusion.
Everyone knows his individual duties and is on his post performing
them with skill and knowledge. If the fish catch is light it will not be
too many hours before the plant will again be lazily dozing in the sun,
while inside, the various operations of weighing and bagging the finished
product is quietly being performed. Yes, it is quite an interestng opera
tion.
This is the little town that didn't say "quit" when the storm was over.
It went grimly about the task of cleaning up and starting over; it Is
again a bustling, thriving community.
There is a good lesson for each of us here, no matter how difficult
today might be, tomorrow will offer us a new beginning, another op
portunity; so long as there is love, faith and hope in our hearts.
From the Bookshelf
The Bramble Bash. By Charlea
Mergendahl. G. P. Putnam's Sons.
$3.95.
This is an inspired novel ? in
spired by the phenomenal sales of
Peyton Place and the prospect of
another sex-ridden movie about a
New England town.
The sale has already been made
to Hollywood for a "major produc
tion," and the promotional machine
has been In high gear for weeks,
getting ready to give it a big push
into the best seller class.
Like Peyton Place, this one has
a doctor who commits a crime to
spare other human beings suffer
ing and goea to trial for it It also
has a gallery of sexual wierdies to
garnish the central story. Exhibit
A Is the repulsive editor of the lo
cal weekly paper who blackmails
girls into poising in the altogether
for his polaroid camera. There is,
too, the fetching blonde nurse who
accompaniea her offers a f love and
understanding with a semi-strip.
Her boy-friend through much of the
book la an Adonis of t lawyer
whose first experience with sex
was incestuous. As a result, he is
unable to take the Initiative in sub
sequent love affairs. But the blonde
nurse helps him over that hurdle.
The main story coocenu Sr. Guy
Montford and bis uncontrollable
passion for the wife 0 < bis hope
lessly ill best Mend. He dispatches
the suffering invalid with an over
dose of morphine, believing it an
act of mercy. Later, he has
doubts. He also has a wretched
experience when, thrown into jail
on a charge of homicide, be finds
himself in the same cell with the
alcoholic town bum ? and learns
that the bum is his real father.
This must surely rank as one of
the rankest scenes in recent fic
tion and brings the whole story
close to absurdity. The characters
for the most part are drawn broad
ly and superficially, good enough
for movie casting. If you're not in
terested in sincerity, artistic qual
ity or freshness of vision, but can
go along with * concocted story
held together with a generous as
sortment of sex ? this is your
book. - RFN
Smile a While
A Munich hotel has posted a sign
in each room: "Pleaac be courte
ous to our employees. They are
harder to get than guests."