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VOLUME 12
NEW BERN, N. C., FRIDAY. DECEMBER B. 1SB9
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NUMBER 37
Dusting off the memories:
In the days of prohlblUon, no
other bootleg whiskey distilled
In these United States packed
the punch of North Harlowe's
famed Joy-juice. It was Crav
en County corn at its best, or
worst, depending on your point
of view.
Mosquitoes, hovering over
mash boxes for an occasional
swig, didn't sing in the usual
manner. They growled vicious
ly. And hunters In the vicinity
grew accustomed to seeing
drunken rabbits chasing a pack
of hounds through the dense un
derbrush.
Lofty pine trees, influenc
ed by the fumes of full fermen
tation, staggered Instead of
swaying to the whims of coast
al breezes, and mockingbirds
abandoned their versatility to
concentrate on just one melody,
'Sweet Adeline."
Revenue officers soon dis
covered that the most success
ful raids were accomplished by
moonllfdit. The man In the moon
turned green with envy when
confronted with the potency of
North Harlowe's earthly moon
shine, so all a raider had to do
was quint at the heavens, wait
for the green light, and then
proceed.
Craven county corn Is still
manufactured and sold, but old
timers want no part of the mod
ern stuff. The best Indication
of its poor quality are empty
beer bottles found at a number
of stills. When athlrsty moon
shiner prefers beer, rather
than his own creation. It ain't
fit to put in a Mason jar.
Turning to the subject less
alcoholic, we have little trouble
recalling how three year old
Mike Larimer became the hap
piest kid on King Street when a
neighbor gave him a black kit
ten. It wasn't Intended as a bad
omen, but things really happen
ed.
Figuring his pet needed
a bath, Mike scrubbed the fe
line almost to the point of ex
tinction. Never did a cat have
more need of Its nine lives.
Later, Mike's mother, un
aware that the kitten had been
thoroughly laundered duplicat
ed the wet-wash routine.
Mike's brother, two year
old Terry, took complete pos
session at this point, and Mike
was forced to enjoy his gift
as nothing more than an on
looker. Shortly after this pro
tested transfer of custody, the
kitty vanished.
Mrs. Larimer got the
surprise to end all surprises
an hour later. Opening the fam
ily refrigerator she found the
cat Inside, doing his best to
consume a whole pound of ba
con.
Being a truthful though rath
er unpredictable little redhead,
Mike furnished an explanation.
He had Incarcerated the do
cile, law abiding kitty in the ice
box to keep Terry from monop
olizing his newly acquired pet.
As for eating the bacon, that
was the cat's own Idea.
Yesterday was when New
Bern's view down the Neuse
from East Front street, unob
structed by the bridge that was
later to mar Its beauty, rated
near the topofNorthCarollna's
prettier sl^ts.
Yesterday was when small
boys of the First World War
period delighted in chanting,
"Kaiser Bill went up the hill
BRUIN LEADERS — Bobby Marshburn and Larry
Moser are the co-captalns counted on to lead the
New Bern High School Bears to a winning basketball
season. Regarded as good team men, the two veteran
cagers love the game and are accorded great re-
S|:^ct by other members of the ball club. Marshburn
inherited his ability from his father. Chink Marshburn,
who was quite a basketballer himself while attending
New Bern High.—Photo by Chick Natella.
(Continued oh Page 8)
HERE ARE THE BEARS — These are the sturdy
youngsters who will carry the colors of New Bern
High School In tough 4-A basketball competition this
eer.. Left to. right, they. are. Mike. MurreJi,. Charles
eekins, Brad Sneeden, James Edwards, Larry
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Bobby Marshburn, Steve Fisher
Charles Hodge, Bobby Fulcher and Chip
Heath. The team has experience, a good bench, and
jj®** I •'bportant, plenty of hustle.—Phofo by Chick