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VOLUME 13
NEW BERN, N. C., FRIDAY, JULY 24, 1970
NUMBER 19
Paid political advertising is
a necessity for every candidate
who seriously runs for public
office. Not just because of the
money Involved, but because
It Is more valuable, an aspi
rant would much prefer free
publicity of a favorable nature.
This Isn't always easy to
come by. For our part,andthls
applies to friend and foe alike,
we make It a habit to steer
clear of this sort of thing when
an election looms on the hori
zon.
So, in the case of Ken Mor
ris, who has no idea what this
column Is going to deal with,
he can thank his eight year old
son, Kenny, and the family's
German shepherd dog, Shepy,
for making The Mirror's front
page this week. Most of all,
he can thank Shepy, who
obviously hasn't read about the
population explosion.
Ken's mother, Evelyn Scott,
knows less than nothing
about the inner workings of
politics- She Is, however, a
very proud grandmother. As a
lifelong friend of ours, she
showed us the following liter
ary masterpiece the other day,
and was surprised when we
Insisted on publishing It..
A NINE HOUR JOURNEY
BY KENNY MORRIS
It started one day at 1:00
June 22, a friend of my sister
waf: at »nv house and she was
by the hammock and a puppy
was under It. She yelled to my
mamma at the clothes line. My
mother ran over there and
the puppy was covered with
flies. So mamma took it into
the house and mamma didn't
know whether it was one of
Shepy's pig>pies, so mamma
called my father and my fa
ther told my mother to call the
vet and the vet told mamma to
put the puppy and Shepy in die
gari^e together. Tbe next time
mamma looked there were tour.
Then my father came home.
I>Yom 3:00 to 6:00 Shepy didn't
have another puppy. My father
had to go to a meeting at 7:00
and by the time he left there
were 7. When daddy came home
mamma said you won't believe
this but there are ten, so daddy
went to look and he said theres
not ten theres eleven, while
daddy was counting she had the
twelth one. When they open
there eyes and start walldng
I'm going to have a time. THE
END.
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The free publicity that Ken
Is getting from his young son's
dog and her offspring puts him
in the same class with Joe L.
Bright, who won Democratic
nomination for a seat In the
State Legislature in the last
Primary. Ken, seeking simi
lar office, is a Republican.
We say they're in the same
fortunate position because Joe
also fell heir to free publicity
on the Mirror's front page not
too long ago as the result of his
own young s(hi. It was a wind-
toll that money couldn't buy,
and came at an opportune time.
Florence Hanff, a New Bern
photograidier, had shown us a
portrait of a boy that won her a
coveted State award, and we
welcomed the opportunity to
publish it In our next issue.
Naturally, we mentioned the
child's parents in the cutUne
beneath the photo.
The tother's name, J. L.
(Continued on page 8)
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