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VOLUME 7
NEW BERN, N. C., FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 13, 1964
NUMBER 33
When Barry Goldwater com
plained of unfair treatment by
columnists and commentators
the day following his defeat, he
should have exempted Fulton
Lewis, Jr., from his condemna
tion.
For many years, Mr. Lewis
has been doing a so-called news
program nightly on the airlanes,
devoted chiefly to spreading
Republican propaganda of his
choosing. If, during this time,
he has ever said anything com
mendable about a Democrat, It
escaped our notice.
Not that we’re upset about
the matter. Broadcasters and
newspaper men who sing the
praises of either Democrats or
Republicans exclusively leave
us cold. Finding rotten apples
in both barrels Isn’t difficult,
but somewhere in each barrel
there’s bound to be a few good
apples.
Elmer Brock, writing In the
Mount Olive Tribune, pays edi
torial tribute to the “Immortal
Hot Dog”. He refers to accounts
that it made its first appearance
in 1871 at a Coney Island re
freshment center, and enjoyed
Increased popularity at the Chi
cago Columbia Exposition of
1893 and the St. Louis Exposi
tion of 1904.
According to Elmer’s infor
mation, a peddler at the latter
Exposition got the idea for serv
ing wieners in buns, when cus
tomers found them too hot to
handle served alone. It’s a good
story, but not the way we heard
it.
Frank Stevens, the conces
sions king, who with other mem
bers of his family sold millions
of hot dogs in major league
baseball parks, got the idea
along with his father on a cold
and gloomy afternoon in New
York.
Other refreshments weren’t
selling well at all, so the elder
Stevens placed a rush order for
some loaf bread and frankfur
ters, He heated the franks and
inserted them between slices of
bread. Chilled fans gobbled
them up.
Next morning, America’s
most famous newspaper car
toonist (a gent who signed his
drawings TAD) delighted New
York readers with a picture of
the new delicacy. He called the
sandwich a Hot Dog, and that’s
what people around the world
have called it ever since.
Frank Stevens used to come
to New Bern during this editor’s
boyhood, to hunt at nearby Camp
Bryan with George Nicoll and
George R. Fuller, and we first
heard the hot dog story while
visiting in the Fuller home when
Stevens was there.
In later years, the story as we
heard it appeared in print under
a New York dateline. Maybe the
version handed down to us isn't
true, but it did come from a man
of unquestioned veracity who
became a millionaire selling
literally tons of hot dogs, along
with soda pop and Crackerjack.
We’re living in a fast world
these days, and always have.
Every time you celebrate a
birthday, it indicates you’ve
traveled six hundred million
more miles around the sun. This
globe you’re clinging to, thanks
to gravity, is spinning through
space at the rate of sixty-six
thousand miles an hour.
With light traveling 186,000
miles a second, it takes only
eight and one-third minutes for
a sunbeam to reach you from
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ANOTHER HOME TOWNER—Donna White, an Aqua
Maid at famed Cypress Gardens, is seen here ;^r-
forming the heel trick as part of her ballet routine,
as she glides along on a single ski with effortless
grace. The petite blonde is following in the footsteps
(on rippling water) of Betty and Doris Bland, Beth
Lansche, Sylvia Finer and Janice Shapou, all of New
Bern, who were once Aqua Maids too. Donna has
been with the troupe for nine months, and stars in
duet and trio combinations. She is looking forward to
February, when the Aqua Maids will perform with
Rock Hudson in a motion picture to be filmed at the
Florida resort. Donna’s parents are Jack and Carol
Harker White, who have good reason to be proud of
their diminutive daughter.