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The Chapel Hill Weekly
Chapd Hill, North Carolina
12« E. Rwwiary T«tephon* »-1271 or 8461
Published Every Tuesday ami Friday
By The Chapel Hill PaMishing Company, lae.
Louis Graves Contributing Editor
Joe Jones Managing Editor
Billy Arthur - Associate Editor
Chuck Hauser Associate Editor
Orville Campbell General Manager
O. T. Watkins Advertising Director
Charlton Campbell Mechanical Supt.
Entered u tecond-<Uas matter February M. 1913. at
the postoffice at Chapel Hill. North Carolina, under
the act of March 1. 1879
SUBSCRIPTION RATES
In Orange County, Year 14.00
(6 months $2.25; 3 months. $1.50)
Outside of Orange County by the Year;
State of N. C., Va., and S. C. 4.50
Other States and Dist. of Columbia BM
Canada, Mexico, South America 7.00
Europe
Student Demonstrations
Began Long Ago
Apropos the recent rioting of Geor
gia Tech students, in the course of
which they burned the Governor in ef
figy, some student riots of the past
are recalled in an article by Fred M.
Hechinger in the New York Herald
Tribune:
"In 1848 the liberal students of
Germany rioted against dictatorship,
oppression, and feudal injustice." . . .
“In 1948, when Czech democracy was
buried together with its human symbol,
Dr. Eduard Benes, I watched students of
Prague’s ancient Charles University
march in protest against the Commu
nist regime. During that same year
students at the old Humboldt Univer
sity in East Berlin protested against
government interference with academic
freedom.” . . . “In the summer of 1954 I
watched the students of the University
of Athens, led by their president, riot
against British rule in Cyprus.”
Student demonstrations have varied
from sober and jieaceful declarations
to bloody violence. Fresh in the mem
ory are those noisy and indecent out
bursts of adolescent frenzy, the ‘ parity
raids.” All over the country, from time
to time, there are clamorous protests
by atudentjr against action by institu
tional authority that they do not
approve of; sometimes the clamor is
nothing more than that, sometimes it
turns into the destruction of property
or assaults in symbolic form like the
one on the Governor of Georgia.
In a statement upholding the stu
dent legislature’s right to express its
opinion freely on any subject, Chan
cellor Graham of the Woman’s College
in Greensboro said last week: “Stu
dents have been taking stands on con
troversial issues for 890 years, and
when controversial issues are ruled off
the campus or ruled off the academic
scene it will mean not only that our
campuses have become very dull places
but also that we shall no longer have
colleges and universities. We shall have
something different.”
No doubt there are many people
who do not know that student demon
strations began centuries ago, in the
earliest days of universities in Europe,
but it is a fact that has been chronicled
again and again in books of history.
Mr. Graham’s statement reminded me
of a passage I had been reading a little
while before in G. M. Trevelyan’s “Eng
land in th<- of Wycliffe.”
“The University,” he wrote of Ox
ford in the latter part of the 14th
century, “was now struck down, for her
noble treason against obscurantist
ideals, by a conspiracy of Church and
King. Her liberty was taken from her,
and till the new age came the history of
the schools was ‘bound in shallows and
miseries.’
"If the University had been united
within itself, this invasion would not
have been easy. But it was split into
two parties. The ‘seculars’, who regar
ded themselves as the University pro
per, consisted of secular clergy for the
most part, priests like Wycliffe, or
deacons and clerks in lower orders.
These men were academicians first
and churchmen second. They were as
jealous of Papal and episcopal inter
ference as of royal mandates or of the
powers and privileges of the town.
Their rights were protected against all
aggression by the countless hosts of
turbulent undergraduates herded in the
squalid lodging houses of the city, who,
when occasion called, poured forth to
threaten the life of the Bishop’s mes
senger, to hoot the King’s officials, or
to bludgeon and stab the mob that
maintained* the Mayor against the
Chancellor. The medieval student, al
though miserably poor and enthusias-
tically eager for learning, was riotous
and lawless to a degree that would have
shocked the silliest and wealthiest set
that ever made a modem college un
comfortable.” (Editor’s note: Trevel
yan didn’t know, when he wrote that,
how close some student demonstrations
in modem colleges on this side of the
Atlantic have come to the violent out
bursts at Oxford in olden times.) “The
ordinary undergraduate, as well as the
ordinary townsmen, possessed a sword,
which he girded on for protection of
a journey or for any other special
cause, so that the riots in the streets
of Oxford were affairs of life and death,
and the feud of ‘town and gown’ a blood
feud.”
The records of our own University
bear witness to much rebelliousness
and violent conduct by students. Many
pages of the first volume of the his
tory of the University*by Kemp P. Bat
tle. graduate in the class of 1849 and
President of the University from 1876
to 1891, are devoted to these episodes.
An example: at the opening of the
1840 fall term the faculty sought to
prevent the levy of assessments upon
freshmen for a celebration called the
Fresh Treat. “Under the plea that it was
an established institution and it would
be niggardly of the new students to
refuse to pay the two dollars demanded
of each,” says Battle’s history, “a boun
tiful feast, principally alcoholic liquors,
was prepared. The result was disorder
and riots during which the windows of
tutors were shattered, stones were
thrown at members of the faculty, and
classrooms and laboratories were near
ly destroyed.”
On another occasion, in protest
against certain disciplinary measures,
“a holocaust was made of all the black
boards in the institution.” In November
1828 about thirty students, who for
some reason had become angry at the
University preacher, were tried by the
faculty for being absent from religious
services. In 1816, when the Rev. Robert
H. Uhapmari was President, forty-six
students who engaged in a rebellion on
behalf of a fellow student who had been,
as they declared, unfairly disciplined,
were summoned before the faculty.
suspended.—L.G.
Speeder in the Heavens—a Lesson
(By Morris Bishop in the New Yorker)
Apollo through the heavens rode in
glinting gold attire . . .His car was
bright with chrysolite, his horses snort
ed fire ... He held them to their frantic
course across the blazing sky ... His
darling son was Phaethon, who begged
to have a try . . . “The chargers are
ambrosia-fed, they barely brook con
trol . . . On high beware the Crab, the
Bear, the servient round the Pole . . .
Against the Archer and the Bull thy
form is all unsteeled!” . . . But Phae
thon could lay it on; Apollo had to
yield . . . Out of the purple doors of
dawn Phaethon drove the horses . . .
They felt his hand could not command,
they left their wqpted courses . . . And
from the chariot Phaethon plunged like
a falling star . . . And so, my boy,
no, no, my boy, you cannot take the
car.
Estimate of Churchill—.‘ls Years Ago
From “Contemporary Portraits,” by
Frank Harris. 1920:. “As an adminis
trator Winston Churchill has been caut
ious to excess and followed his chief
war adviser, Admiral Lord Fisher, very
closely. No great or original stroke
of genius need be expected from him
in any place. He reads only to prepare
his speeches and has no other artistic
tastes. But, on the other hand, he is
easy of approach and his heart is in
his work; he listens to everyone, even
though he cannot grasp all that is said
to him ; in fine, he is an excellent subalt
ern : capable, industrious, and supreme
ly courageous, but not a pathfinder
or great leader of men.”
Flying Tanks and Artillery Predicted
The semi-official Pentagon maga
zine, Armor, devoted to the activities
of the Army’s armored division, has an
article in which tanks and artillery
are pictured as taking to the air in
future wars, in what the writer, Lt.
Col. Robert B. Rigg, calls "three-di
mensional battles.” The article is il
lustrated with some Jules Vern pic
tures: Sherman tanks and tremendous
cannon floating about in space, defying
gravity, and blasting enemy communi
cations.
“A duty dodged is like a debt un
paid ; it la only deferred, and we must
come back and settle the account at
last.”—Joseph Fort Newton.
THE CHAPEL HILL WEEKLY
30 Years to Go ..,
Patrolman Amos Horne Says His Job
Helps Him Meet *A Lot of Nice People ’
By Lyn Overman
“I could shut my eyes on the
bus from Durham to Chapel
Hill and tell from every bump
on the road that I was on the
way home,” said Patrolman
Amos Horne.
The trip Patrolman Horne
was ending was one extending
from the South Pacific to the
North Atlantic which he took
with the Navy during World
War 11.
Two years, he indicated, was
too lon* to be away from
Chapel Hill and Carrboro where
he is now building a home for
his wife and two young chil
dren.
‘‘This is the only place I
wanted to go when I got out,”
he said. “It’s home.”
Chapel Hill and Carrboro
have been home to Patrolman
Horne since he was born in
Carrboro in 1920.
“I’ve been here 30 years, and
I hope to be here 30 years
more,” he said.
Shortly aftei his; return in
1940, Mr. Horne married Lu
cille Ellisor of Carrboro, a
schoolmate at Chapel Hill High
School. Their two children are
six-year-old Robert E. Horne
and four-year-old Debra K.
Horne.
It was also evident that the
patrolman likes his job, and
the people he meets and serves.
“I get to know a lot of nice
people,” be said. “And the job
Thin Mm the Law
By Robert K. Lee
(For the N.< Bar Association)
BOUNDARY TREES
Black and White are adjoin
ing Landowners. The trunk of
a tree is wholly on the land
of Black, hut its branches over
hang on the land of W hi'e
and the roots of the tree pene
trate the soil of W bite s land.
Is White entitled to the fruit
on the branches which extend
upon his land?
No. The tree arid all of its
fruit belong to Black. While
is liable to Brack if he takes
ar > of the fruit without the
consent of Black.
The ownership of the entire
tree as a unit i- determined
by the location of the trunk.
The law recognises the practi
cal difficulties which would
be involved in giving to each
of the adjoining landowners
an undivided .share of the tree
in proportion to the degree of
nourishment supplied to the
m f Like Chapel Hill
: == By Billy Arthur » —r-jjj
My thoughts of having recovered from the pneu
monia received a setback when Bob Bartholomew tele
phoned. He had no sooner started talking than 1 began
a coughing spell. “Huh,” he huhhed, “you don t sound
well vet. You still got the Oteen giggles.”
♦ * * *
Take it from me, if you want attention and con
sideration, don’t pay your bills.
While confined at home, I phoned and propositioned
Bob Cox that if he would come by the house, pick up
and make a bank deposit, I would pay him what I owed
him. You guessed it. He never ran so fast on the
gridiron.
Then this week, my account settled, I asked for
a ride down town in the early morning. You guessed
it again. He drove right by the house without stop
ping, as.if he didn’t know who lived there.
So from now on when I want anything done, I’m
going to hang folks on the arm, and keep them there.
* * * *
If you were lucky some weeks back, you could
have entered Eubanks’ Drug Store and been enter
tained by some melodious singing. The music came
from Miss Joyce Nelson, the young and pretty pharma
cist on the premises.
Miss Nelson didn’t sing all the time. It was only
when the store was empty of customers. When a cus
tomer entered, she would stop. So you had to be lucky
enough to steal into the establishment.
Now it’s different. I’ve sneaked in several times
trying to get an earful of music, but she’s not singing
any more. The other day I asked why.
“Well Billy,” she said, “I quit singing for good
when they invited Norman Cordon instead of me to
lead the Christmas carols.”
• * • •
Jake Conners says he knows the man in Texas
“who claims to be the world’s champion barbecue ar
tist. He says he can barbecue anything except the
Word of God and sunset tonftrrow.”
* • * *
Getting a Christmas present for the missus always
has been a laborious task so ofttimes I try to trap her
into revealing what she would like. The other evening
I read an advertisement and then started putting
questions.
“Lookit this—a mink trimmed petticoat. What
would you do with one of those?” I asked.
“If I had a mink trimmed petticoat,” she confessed,
‘Td wear it outaide of my dress.”
—Photo by Lavergne
AMOS HORNE
is varied, not monotonous when
you’re working on the outside.”
Mr. Horne has been with the
Chapel Hill Police Department
for about two years. Before go
ing with the force, he did con*
struction work at the Univer
sity.
At present, he said, he and
his wife ate caught in the
chaos known only to home
builders.
‘‘We wait only for the day
we can move in,” he said. “The
next time I want a house, I
won’t build it. I’ll buy it ready
made.”
tree by the land of such own
er-.
Ownership of the tree Car
rie- with it one of the rare in
staitce* of a license, arising
by law irrespective of consent,
giving to the owner of the tree
the right to enter on the ad
joining land arid to gather the
fruit growing on such over
hanging branches.
* 4 *
The trunk of a tree is whol
ly on the land of Black, but
it# branches and roots extend
nAn the land of White. Is
ihiie liable to Bla< k if he
cat* off the blanches and roots
which have extended • upon hi.-
land ?
No. White may cut the
branches and root- to the line
without liability for any re
sulting damage to the tree.
The owner of a tiee ha.- no
easement of natural right to
have his tree continue to draw
nourishment from and to shade
Chapel Hill Chaff
(Continued from page 1)
she now did all her writing
on the typewriter. This has
enabled her to solve her mis
spelling problem in away
I never heard of before.
‘‘l have alw'ays been a poor
speller,” she said, “and what’s
given me more trouble than
anything else is the question
of which comes first, the ’e’
or the ‘i’, in words like
‘receive’ and ‘believe’ and
‘thief’ and ‘siege’. When I
wrote with a pen or a pencil,
I had to put it down one way
or the other, and of course
often I’d get it wrong. Now'
I write it both ways. I tap
‘ie’ and then over the top of
that I tap lightly ‘ei’. This
makes it look as if I know
how to spell the word but
have just made a mistake on
the first try by tapping the
keys in the wrong order.”
by virtue of ovei hanging
branches the adjoining land of
a neighbor.
The cut ‘branches and roots
belong to the owner of the
tree, not to the neighbor who
cut.- them.
If the roots of trees extend
across the boundary line into
the premises (if an adjoining
owner and cause damage, as
by the clogging of a sewer line,
there may be a recovery of
damages for any injury sus
tained. The injured property
owner may also get a court
order in the form of injunctive
re!i»-fcagainst encroachment of
such roots upon his property.
♦ * #
Green and Blue are adjoining
property owners. The trunk of
a tree is directly on the bound
ary line between the adjoin
ing owners. Who owns the
tree and what are the rights
of the parties iri respect to the
tree ?
Where the trunk of a tree
is growing directly on the
boundary line, the tree belongs
in equal shares to the two ad
joining owners as tenants in
common. Each has an equal in
terest in every part of the tree
whether on his or the adjoin
ing land.
If either destroys or injures
the tree without the consent
of the other, he is liable to
the other for one-half of tin
damage. The peculiar result of
this doctrine is that the ten
ant in common of the tree has
less r ight to cut off its branch
es than he would if it belong
ed wholly to the adjoining own
er.
The only way a landowner
can get rid of a tree growing
directly on the boundary line
without the eori.-ent of his
neighbor is to cut it down
and then he prepared to an
swer in damages for one-half
of the value of the tree. If
you have angered your neigh
bor, the chances are that he
will place a higher value on
the tree than you. If he sues
you, the value of the tree will
he determined by a jury.
, , *
This is the last of a fall
series of articles that have ap
peared weekly during the past
three months. They have been
written for the non-lawyer as
a public service of the North
Carolina Bar Association.
“The Tools of My Trade”
“There’s that word ‘stated’
I’m always encountering in
print. Somehow it’s one of the
printed words, for one never
hears it in speech save from
the lips of some bombastic
speaker of the type that’s go
ing to give you a thought to
take ho/ne with you. The people
I talk with just -ay things.
They don’t state them.
‘‘While we’re on the sub
ject of words, I make a motion
we throw one in common usage
srnaekdab out of the language.
The word is “located.” Once
in a blue moon it fills a useful
purpose. For example, if the
police have been looking high
and low for some character and
finally find him, then you can
properly say he was located.
But to say that a store is
located at such and such an
address is to say that no one
knew where it was, but by
George the fellow who wrote
the copy finally found it, even
if the merchant did try to
keep his ‘location’ a secret. I
suppose I like to talk about
words for the same reason a
carpenter likes to talk about
a new saw. After all, words
are the tools of my trade.”—
C. A. Paul in the Elkin Tribune
“R. B. House, Chanellor of
the University, preached the
laymen’s Day sermon at the
First Methodist Church. He
has the amazing knack of
generating a wonderful warm
th inaide you as he epeaks.
This la a talent possessed by
few men. It is difficult to
deecribe. I suppose it ia the
sincerity of the man coupled
with a simple, friendly tone
that makes what he says so
pleasurable. It is a blessed
gift."—E. A. Reach in the
Chatham News of Siler City.
On the Town
r TnranmsSßHSlinriltKii l By Chuck Hauser cnMNNHMMHMMMNM
Last year’s model of the family ear limped along
with 180 horsepower. This year’s buzzed out with 200
horsepower and more. By next year, the automobile
manufacturers promise, we will be able to buy a regu
lation model sedan with a cool 250 horses throbbing
under the hood. What a boon to the man who must
drive back and forth between his office and his home
every day!
Few voices are heard asking, “Why do we need all
this horsepower?” Few dare question the practice
of making each year’s model more powerful than
the last. The reason? Increases in power represent
Progress, and the consumer has been told he is living
in an Age of Progress.
And colors! Colors to dazzle a sultan and awe p
king! We have finally reached the four-tone stage,
and the designers are happily mixing untold numbers
of combinations for the future. A recent ad in Life
magazine pictured a popular model car with a white
top, a body colored half and half charcoal gray and
red, And a bright orange-yellow panel swept back over
the rear wheels to set off the pattern.
The consumer is truly the Man of the Hour, and
he has Progress thrust upon him by the snowshovel
ful. He gets more powerful engines, even though he
has no earthly need for them. He gets more length,
in spite of the fact that he has trouble parking his
1955 jalopy between the white lines the police depart
ment painted back in the days when cars were made
in normal sizes. He gets more colors, though he
secretly would prefer a nice conservative black or
dark blue (but his neighbors have just taken delivery
on a simple three-tone sedan—canary yellow, shock
ing rose, and aquamarine).
What else does he get? Power steering, power
brakes, power windows and power seats (four-way).
Electric-eye headlight dimmers, electronic station se
lectors for the hi-fi radio, and taillights as big as
fishbowls and getting bigger. Gimmicks, gadgets and
gewgaws in ever increasing numbers.
Alfred North Whitehead once mentioned the love
of Americans for things “vivid, and red, and swift.”
He was talking about fire engines, but his words could
easily be carried over to a broader field of
J’he American love for the noisy, speeding machin«B
of mercy illustrates a pattern of behavior that is
evidenced in our race to build bigger and faster and
brighter automobiles.
W hether this fascination with speed and power
is merely a temporary upturn on a cyclic wheel or
a blind rush toward inevitable oblivion, we cannot
yet tell. For America is a young country, and it is
shaking itself loose from slowness and caution and
conservatism with a great burst of energy, as a
giant shatters his chains and then, fascinated with
the realization of his power and intoxicated with the
appreciation of his new freedom, destroys everything
around him. V‘
There is no thought of turning back. We have
passed the 200 horsepower mark, and we have set
our sights on 200 by 1957! And we are still employing
wasteful internal combustion engines to propel our
vehicles!
There are varieties of color yet unmixed, and
we will splash them around in four and five-tone
combinations until we weary of such simple efforts
and start painting each door and fender skirt a
different hue.
We will lengthen and widen our car bodies
two-lane roads will have to be legislated into one-ways,
and curbs will have to be repainted to indicate room
for two or possibly three parallel-parked automobiles
to the city block.
We will add electronic gadgets until the driver
will be able to push a destination button on the con
trol panel, settle back in the comfort of his mobile
parlor, enjoy a cocktail (mixed by an electronic sha
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Friday, December 16, 1955