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VTAUGA DEMOCRAT COMPANY art of ConarMi of important to mention the OLD, I I ■ Ml I E, NORTH CAROLfNA. THURSDAY. AUGUST 1, 1W57 Fishing, Hunting Top List When you Meilid lending a redworm diving for auckers or \«deyes in New River, or view a youngster taking a bead on a rabbit late tome afternoon, you're not only taking a look at some folks having a lot of fun, but are seeing a a mall segment of the biggest business in the sports category. According to an American express travel aurvey, while four million golfers are crowding more than 5,000 courses, thirty-two million sportsmen are fishing from the Catskills to the high Sierras, and will later follow the flyways of migrating ducka, and stalk deer from Maine to Louisiana. Fifteen per cent of the sportsmen are women, and the fair sex Accounts for four and a half million anglers Despite the ruggedness of the sport, a half million women go out for hunting. Fishermen and hunters will spend three billion dollars this year on lodging, equip ment, boat rentals and guides. Tackle companies will realize more than $243,000,000 and hunting suppliers another 9350,000,000, according to a na tional survey conducted for the United States fish and wildlife service. The sportsman will dole out 85 millions for license fees—38 millions for fishing, nearly 47 millions for hunting, to say nothing of the many unlisted items of expense which go into a trip to the coast or up the inland ptreams in quest of fish, or into the swamps and mountains for deer or quail or bear or pheasant. And, fishing and hunting contribute appreciably, not only to the pleasure of the local citizens, but to the economic wel fare of Watauga county. More and more hunters and fishermen are coming from the lowlands to try for a trout or to do some grouse shooting in the autumn, maybe settling for a bunny. And while fishing "ain't what it wuz," to quote an old red worm dunker, a lot of people are lining our creeks and rivers. They'll be back with their guns, come fall. "Backside Of Heaven" When Leroy Sossamon of Bryson City attended Appalachian back in depression times and visited the Watauga Democrat office now and again, to pass the time of day, we didn't know verses about the high hill country were flitting through his mind like summer zephyrs. But they were. As a matter of fact, Mr. Sossamon's book, "Backside of Heaven," which has just been published, was written during the author's residence here, and the volume carries word of a mountain man's love for thg hill country, of his knowledge of (jf , and their traditions, more specifically peo ple of Boone. The verse is well written, and we sub mit a few lines from the Daniel Boone poem: Two Mntinel peak* stood hard north And a valley sprawled below; Here a summer's wind made merry iport, And the busk with his maiden doe Came down at twilight oft to drink Prom out this trinkling fountain That threaded many a cheitnut grove From iti springhead on Rich Mountain. Boone pitched hit camp beaide thia spot Where flrat he stooped and drank; He nude hia bed by a chestnut's trunk Close to the brook's weat bank. And the last verse from "Friends in Boone": Now always for me, this college town; Sometimes I shall be far away When the finger* of night close aoftly down To strangle the aounds of the day. But a path in my heart will always be; ' For at evening I must down Through twilight shadows this winding street In a far-off mountain town. Leroy'a book appears to be a job well done. We are enjoying its pages. It may be secured locally at the College Book Store, and at the Horn in the West Gift Shop. 90 Years Of Life-Saving The Midgett family of Cape Hatteras, N. C„ makes its living saving lives. It's a family occupation, has been for nine decades. Since the 1870's generations of Midgetts have rescued mariners along this lonely wind-swept shore. Don Wharton tells this unique family his tory in an August Reader's Digest article titled, "The Mighty Midgetts of Hatteras," condensed from the American Mercury. Wharton reports that as surfmen and station keepers in the old Live-Saving Service of the l870's the family was rep resented in a dozen stations along the Outer Banks. Today, three Coast Guard Stations are headed by Midgetts and other Midgetts serve elsewhere in the ranks. The oldest hero among the Midget clan was John H. Midgett, surfman at the Cape Hatteras station back in 1884. On De cember 22 of that year the barkentine "Ephraim Williams" was spotted five miles off the Cap flying a distress signal. Midgett and hit men saved nine men that day. The latest Midgett rescue was only three years ago in 1954 when the Honduran freighter "Omah Babun" struck a bar 250 feet from the Hatteras shore. The Coast Guardsman who discovered the stranded ship was GUery Midgett II. The surfman who fired the line to the ship's bow and secured the buoy that pulled the Babun's 14 man crew ashore was Edward Midgett; and the boatswain's mate who helped direct the rescue was Edison Mid gett. Ten members of the family have received the Life-Saving Medal of Honor, the high est Coast Guard award for rescue work. On Learning To Say 'No' (The Clarion-Ledger and Jackayn Dally New*) The "yes men" in thl« world contribute but little to its upbuilding. ... It is the "no men" who accomplish worthwhile things. . . . "No" is one of the shortest words in the English language, and one of the most meaningful. . . . "No" is the concentrated Declaration of Independence of the soul. Saying "no" at the proper time indicates you have courage in your heart and iron in your soul . . . "No" is the citadel of character, and can remain impregnable forever. . * "No" is the only path to re formation. ... If you want to quit a bad habit, no matter what it may be, you must learn to fay "oo" and mean it. "No" is the stem-gauge of strength, the barometer of temperament, the infallible measure of moral fore*. . . . "No" has saved more women than all the knights of chivalry.... The girl who can my "no" and stick to It never becomes a prostitute. ... "No" has kept millions of young men from becoming thieves, drunkards, profli gates and criminals of all kinds. . . . "No" is the high wall that preserves the Inno cence of the innocent. # - "No" is the thick wall of the home, keeping the father from folly, the wife from indiscretion, the boys from ruin and the girls from shame. . . . "No" is the one word you can use when you can't think of anything else. . .. "No" Is a word that re quires neither explanation or apology,. . . "No" is the mule power of the human mind. . . . "No" ia the word to say when you mean wlut you say and have the courage to stick to what you say. The best rule of life is to live'your own life. Make your own resolutions. Form your own program. Determine your own conduct. Plant around these a barricade composed of the word "no." Then nobody can push you around and nobody will dare step on your toe*. "No" la a mighty fine word. Us* It frequently. With The Greatest Of Ease By Alexander Stretch's Sketches By "STRETCH" ROLLINS Fluff, Guff, and Stuff ' IT'S JUST AS WELL, perhaps, that expert advice ii not always followed by everyone. A doctor of psychology poses in print the H question, "Should your son or daughter attend a large uni versity to study science?" His answer: "No. Send him or her to a medium-sized liberal arts college. It was found that 39 small liberal arts colleges produced the largest propor tion of famous acientisls list ed in 'American Men of Science'." If enough people heeded this counsel, the small colleges would soon become large univer sities, and by his reasoning, turn out inferior scientists. IT WAS THE SAVE learned doctor, I believe, who wrote: "Women follow instructions more exactly than men do, can wriggle out of tight social situations, and make fewer social 'boners'. Men should consider this when choosing their wives." That's right, fellas—be sure the wife you choose is a woman! PIDDLING PUDDLE—Over in Merrie Olde Englande, they've solved the riddle of Piddle— or, if you prefer, settjed the muddle of Puddle. The county council, says a news story, recently voted to change the ancient name of the little community of Puddletown to Piddletown, which is more dignified, they decided, and would also conform with the name of the river Piddle which flows through the middle of the town of 761 population. "Piddling nonsense!" roared the shocked Puddlers. They insisted Piddle was even more undignified than Puddle and demanded the name be changed back. The startled council said it had meant no harm and agreed to go back in a huddle on the muddle of the puddle. They changed it back to Puddletown. Well, everybody to his own taste, I always say, but personally. I'd just as soon be a piddler as a puddler—and vice, as well as versa. CLEAR AND FREQUENT—"More women than men" states an item, "are being used on airport control tower microphones bccause feminine tones broadcast mor« clearly than a man's.", Also on a higher, you might say, frequency. NO PROBLEM—"Inflation can be whipped," declares an article in the Harvard Business re view, "but only if the public is willing to make sacrifices." Probably, but when the prices are inflationary and the income is not—the sacrifices are auto matic. From Early Democrat Files Sixty Yeara Ago July 19, 1897 John D. Rockefeller has given the Baptist peo ple a gift of $250,060 which has paid off their joint mission debt of the home and foreign mis misions. Rockefeller'* gift was contingent on the two institutions raising the same amount, making $900,000 in all. The report that the papers gave of a man being murdered by a Mormon elder down in this state a few days ago has been denied, so we are not able to state further about the mat ter. We hope it is not so, however. On Tuesday morning Mr. James Smith, who lives near Popular Grove, lost his home and entire contents by fire, leaving himself, wife, and five little children without food, shelter, or raiment. Mr. Smith is a hard-working man, and it is the duty of the public to help him as much as they can. He says he will be more than thankful for any contribution, be it ever so small. Married at 6 P. M. yesterday. Mr. J. G Lovin of Montesuma. to Miss Maggie, youngest daugh ter of Mrs. Patrick of Sholls Mills. The ceremony was performed at the residence of the bride's mother, and a sumptuous repast was spread for the Invited friends and relatives. The Democrat extends congratulations. On last Sunday James Bower (eol), who wished to make a short trip to Blowing Rock, stole a horse from the stable of J. M. Moreta and proceeded on his journey. Mr. Moretx missed the horse and followed the young negro, and recovered his horse at Blowing Rock. The negro is young, but deserves severe punishment for this bold act. Moses H. Cone is buying more lands adjoining hla large tract known as the Norwood lands. If reports are true, he will soon reach out his possessions within two or three miles of our town, which will nearly connect Boone yd Blow ing Rock. We wish him much succen in his enterprise In our county. 0 Thirty-lSine Year a Ago August 1. 1918 Mr. Joe Flannery, after an absence of 40 years, and long mourned as dead, arrived at the home of hia son, Mr. Sam FTaanery, on Brmshy Pork, a short while ago, hale and hearty at the age of 86 years. His son had never seen the light of day When he departed, and the wife, after many years of waiting for her departed husband was married again, and pasaed to her reward only a little more than a year ago. The son Is de lighted to have his father with him, and in the M|WH at Ms heart, will bend his every energy to make the last days of bis father, wham he has never known, just as pleasant as possible Miss Mary B. Elrod. of the Middle Fork sec tion, was in town Monday, to consult a physician, and was a pleasant caller at our office. She and her mother, now 83 years of age, live together, make their own suppprt. and money enough to pay their liabilities—more than many strong able-bodied men are doing. Private Cloy Wiakler, of Camp Sevier, was a visitor at the home of his parents, Mr. and Mrs. James L. Wingler, Dear the village last week. He is in the best of health, and says he Is en joying camp life splendidly. On his return he made a brief stop in Iredell county, to look after some business (?) matters. Homer Brown was in from Saltville, Virginia, last week where he it holding a position as Gas Inspector at the Government plant there. Little Ruth Cottrell, who has been visiting at the home of Rev. D. P. Waters, at Crouae, N. C., returned to her home in Boone Tuesday even ing. Mr. Thomas Simmons, of Blowing Rock, who has been a very sick man for sometime, was removed to a local hospital for treatment last Tuesday Rev. Mr. Powel is off for a. visit to his father in Polk county this week, but wUl be back in time to fill his appointments in Boone next Sunday. Fifteen Years Ago July 30, 1M2 Mr. Earl D. Cook of Boone •has purchased the stock of goods at Rutherwood. formerly owned by the late Eller McNeil, and is closing out the store at greatly reduced prices. • Dr. A. P. Kephart. Republican nominee for Congress in the ninth district, on Monday an nounced the appointment of W. H. Gragg, mayor of Booae. as district chairman. By virtue of this designation, Mr. Gragg will also be campaign manager for Dr. Kephart Mrs. James G. Ray died Sunday evening at Watauga hospital, after a long period of failing health. Mrs. Ray. however, had been seriously ill for only about two weeks. She was 60 years old. "Uncle" Noah Wiakler, M. one of Watauga county's oldest cittaens, died Saturday after a long Ulneta. Several weeks ago Mr. Winkler came from Caldwell county to the home of a daughter. Mrs. Z. T. Greene in Boone, where he could be near homefolki. and sine* that time his condition never appreciably improved. Mr. and Mr*. B. W. Stallings were in Abingdon, Virginia, Monday selecting their fall line of copper lustre china Mr*. L. C flick aad son, Jtmmie, of Sonwr field, ft., are visiting for a few weeks with her parents, Mr and Mr*. W. W. Gragg KING STREET By ROB RIVERS A PRAYER . . FOB THE PARENTS Mrs. C. E. Ulery, who came up her family from Florida many years ago, to establish a summer residence in Boone, and who loved the community, her people and institutions, passed away a few days ago. ... In cleaning up the desk, we ran across a prayer which Mrs Ulery had recently sent us by Mrs. Rivers, with the word that "maybe you can use it sometime." . . . Titled "A Prayer for Parents," the sheet came from the Bible of Mrs. C. E. Harrison, Mrs. Ulery's Sunday School teacher for twenty-five years. ... A |urt of the bulletin of the River side Park Methodist Church, Jacksonville. Fla., the prayer con tains sound logic, Is good for parents, we think, and gives an Insight into the sort of priceless values Mrs. Ulery cherished. . . . Originally used in line with a Mother's Day observance, we think it's just as good right now: "0 God, make me a better parent. Teach me to understand my children, to listen patiently to what they have to say, and to answer all their questions kindly. Keep me from interrupting them, talking back te-them, and contradicting them, ^ake me as courteous to them as I would have them to be to me. Give me the courage to confess my sins against my children and to a?|f of them forgiveness when I know that I have done them wrong. "May I not vainly hurt the feelings of my children. Forbid that I should laugh at their mistakes or resort to shanie and ridicule as punishment. Let me not tempt my child to lie and steal. So guide me hour by^hour that I may demonstrate by all I say and do that honesty produces happiness. "Reduce. i%pray, the meanness in me. May I cease to nag; and when I am out of sorts help me-, O Lord, to bold my tongue. "Blind me to the little errors of my children and help me to see the good things that they do. Give me a ready word for honest praise. • ."Help me to grow up with my children, to treat them ps those of their own age; but let me not expect of them the judgments and conventions of adults. Allow me not to rob them of the opportunity to wait upon themselves, to think, to choose, and to make decisions. "Forbid that I should ever punish them for my selfish satis faction. May I grant them all their wishes that are reasonable, and have the courage always to withhold a privilege which I know will do them harm. "Make me fair and just, so considerate and companionable to my children that they will have a genuine esteem for me. Fit me to be loved and imitated by my children. "With all thy gifts, O great God, give me calm and poise and self-control.—Amen." IN THE PULPIT .. ANOTHER SON ' Rev. E. F. Trout man, always happy, it seems, was doubtless even more ehipper the other day. .when he told us his second son, Jerry, was to preach his first sermon at the elder Troutman's church, Grace Luth eran, last Sunday. . . . Jerry is in his second year at the Lutheran Seminary. Columbia, S. C. . . . His older brother, Edwin, completed his seminary work five years ago, and- of Falls Church, Alex andria, Va. . . . Thf* Troutmati boys are to be con gratulated on taking up the Christian ministry, and our fondest hope for them is that they shall follow closely in the footsteps of their father, whose presence and ministry have contributed so magnificently to the welfare of this community. CURIOUS PUMPKIN . . HERE AND THERE Mr. A. A. Greene of Vilas, fetches us a curious vegetable combination, which leans both to the pumpkin and squash. . . . Grown on a squash vine, the stem end of the thing, obviously a pumpkin, encases, acorn-like, a perfect squash. ... So there's nothing to hinder one having a mess of squash and a pumpkin pie, off the same stem. . . .' Bltsy imported cars flitting in and out amongst the American behemoths of the road, like rabbits In a horse race. . . . The crowds which are gathering to take a ride on the Tweetsie train signaling success for the project. . . . Charles Blackburn says dry weather is playing havoc with crops in northern Virginia, and that cattle are being placed on feed in many cases. So This Is New York • By NORTH CALLAHAN Chatting with Billy Graham, I asked what he thought of this big town, now that he has finished his crusade against the devilish ss- f pects of what some have called, this "Sodom-on-the-Hudson." He turned his handsome head slight ly, stuck out that firm chin and said, "New York City is really a wonderful town. It has its sin ners—but M does my Montreat, North Carolina. Never have I had such an experience before as fac ing a million people. There are good and had folks here—Just more of them. And I've reason to believe that by speaking straight to them in langusge they under stood, many of them have come to accept God in a way they never did before. At least that is my fervent hope and my prayer.); New Yorkers don't tTy to keep up with Teuns. The Lone Star inhabitants are so far ahead of Gothamites that it is pitiful, es pecially when it comes to wearing sport shirts instead of coats in hot weather. An Amarillo resident here the other day was telling how h^ breakfasts in an air-conditioned home; drives to work In his atr conditicfncd car; spends the day in mi air-conditioned office— then asks his secretary to make him an appointment for • Turkish both. Another place which seems to be doing as one better is Cube. Down in Havana, according to the Cuban Tourist Development Board, a man sits before a micro phone -in a cigar factory and reads the daily newspaper* to the employes while they work. The workers love It, and ask for cer tain aections to be read first. Af ter the newspapers are finished, favorite novels are read. Appar ently the only effect is better cigars. Of course, one might ac cuse these folks of swiping this idea from the late Mayor La Guardia who read the comics to New Yorkers over the radio. Out at the airport, a tall man rushed in with his baggage and dashed ahead of a line, shouting that he had to make the 8 o'clock plane to Chicago. The passengers stared at him in surprise and then anneyance as 'he burst ahead of first one group then another get ting their tickets and baggage checked. Finally a small man tap ped the tall one on the back and urged him to be patient The big one snapped out again that he had to make that 8 o'clock plane to ' Chicago. "So do I," quietly aaid the small on*. "You see, I'm its . pilot" • Finally in the show, "L'il I Ahner" and was not eepeeialty I Impressed It is a colorfully-coetum-l ed and at-tlmes amusing muaical.l but there Is nor* emphasis on All Cap# than there Is on Broadwijfl entertainment. Did Al ride herifl toe hard? The hillbilly motif J| strictly of the Eaqulre or Ne« (CeaUaued «o pa#a eight) |
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