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Page Two The Chapel Hill Weekly Chapel HilL North Carolina IK E. Rosemar* Telephone £-1271 or MSI Published E*er» Tuesday and f ridmy By The Chape! Hili Publishing Company. int Lons Graves Conmbutmp Editor Joe Jones .. ..Managing Editor Billy Arthur Associate Editor Or.tuli Guimu. ......General Manager O T Watkins Adv routing Director Chariton Campseu. .Mechanical Sup: Er.ierec a- m-c o-r-** “.alter February Ti. \VZ. a: U» at Cf-ap* H.ii Nortr. .aroUr.a unoer tfte act of Ma':r 3 I SIR SUBSCRIPTION RATES lc Orange County, Year ti.oo it Kiontae 3 month.-. II.50) OuiiiO* of Orange Count;, fcy tr-e Year: State of S ,V a . and S 4.5 h Otner State* and I)»: of Co.uir.-.a 600 Canada, Mexico, South America __ 7.00 Europe "J>b Destruction of Beautiful Tree a1 the Post Office and Abolition of 1 -Wa > Traffic Would lie an Injury to the Town One of the best decisions the board of aidermen ever made war the one, a h ... few years ago, to establish one-way traffic on the block of Henderson Street from the ; office dowr. to Rosemary Street. This ended an extremely bad tangle a*, the post office corner. Since then, with regulation bv a stop-light, there has been a smooth flow of cars dowr. tne block. The change has not only improved traffic, it ha also greatly convenienced people using the post of fice. Now the aidermen have under con sideration widening the roadway of this block of Henderson Street and re storing two-way traffic. If they go through with this pro posal they will be doing the town a grievious injury. The widening would destroy one of the most beautiful trees in Chapel Hill, the one beside the step,e leading down from the post office piaza. And to restore two-way traffic would be to increase an already large volume of traffic and to reicreate the former congestion at the post office corner. There has already been a deplorable destruction of trees along our streets. The aldermen, instead of destroying more, ought u r>* the very persons we can look upon at protectors of the trees we have left. The plan for the widening of the Henderson Street block, involving the destruction of an exceptionally beauti ful tree, did not come from the aider men’s own study. They took it from a report on Chapel Hill’s street prob lems by Mr. Rat xock of State College. It was one of his many recommenda tion*. He is an experienced, competent traffic expert, and report is thought by the people here who have read it, the aldermen and others, to have been a good one. But their approving the re port as a whole, which they did, does not mean that the aldermen had to approve everything in it. As a matter of fact, they were not unanimous in approving this plan for Henderson Street. Some of them, having given it independent study, are against it. It will be fortunate indeed for the people of Chapel Hill if the opinion of these dis senters finally prevails. I*et us all pray it will. —L. C. A ColofvNal Waste of Money For the last two or three years Alexander Heard, professor of political science in the University, has been de voting intensive study to expenditures on political Campaigns and his know ledge of the subject has won him recog nition as the nation’s leading expert on the subject. The Senate committee investigating campaign contributions, after having called him to testify sev eral times, was so impressed by the thoroughness of his investigations and the clarity of his reports that it got the University to give him a part-time release for two months’ work in Wash ington. So, lie is now serving as con sultant to the committee three days a week. Papers throughout the country play ed up as important news his testimony on Monday of this week. He estimate at 140 million dollars the campaign contributions in the presi dential campaign of 1952 and said they would be much greater this year. Busi ness and labor groups are flouring mil lions into the party chests. Though federal law prohibits direct contribu tions by corporations and unions, large amounts come r indirectly from these sources. “Various tfechinques are used,” Mr. Heard said, "such as buying blocks of tickets for campaign fund dinners, giving postage, and providing, free, offi ce space and equipment, printing, and rides on airplanes.” Another devious way of making campaign contributions is to give sal- ary bonuses with the understanding that part of them will be for individual campaign contributions. It appears from the newspaper re ports of Mr. Heard’s testimony that his estimate of 140 millions was meant to apply to the campaigns for national offices only. There is no telling how many millions would be added if it were possible to get information about state, country, and municipal political expenditures. After I have read the news article about Mr. Heard's testimony I have this thought: that there was never a more wasteful use of money than for jioliticai campaigns. Most of it could lx- saved, with no loss to anybody and with avoidance of untold bitter ness and quarreling between fellow Americans. Suppose the two parties would agree for a few speeches, say a dozen or so, by spokesmen for each one. Some of the speeches could be made in halls or stadiums, some by television. Every body who wanted to could read them ir. the newspapers, and they could' be printed in a pamphlet form for wide distribution. All the details of the pre sentation of appeals to the public, in person, in print, or by radio or televi sion, would be arranged at conferences of. party representatives. Os course there would be careful supervision of the conduct of the appeals so that neither party would have an unfair advantage over the other. Under such a procedure every pos sible point that a candidate or other • ke roar wanted t- make could be presented to the public W hoever does not have enough inelligence to under stand a political debate conducted in this way, or enough interest in it to want to give it attention, has no busi ness voting anyway. It would be good for the country if no such people would take part in elections.—L.G. Hard Work Always Produces Results Certainly we’re disappointed, but don’t count us among the wolves and University alumni who are howling because of three defeats suffered by the University’s football team. Certainly we were pleased when Jim Tatum accepted the head coach’s job, but never did we anticipate that a change in management and direction would produce capital gains the very first year of operation. In fact, our fondest hopes for the season were for three victories, and no pessimists are we. Surely we like to see the Univer sity win. But Mr. Tatum is no magi cian and he has no magicians on his staff. However, he is an indefatigable worker, and so are his staff members and playing personnel. We doubt that any staff or team has worked harder than this of 1956. And mark our words, somebody’s going to be surprised before the season is over. Hard work always has paid off, and it always will. (jiving Voters the Truth By Sidney SwainT Robin/, Adlai Stevenson has had a good deal to say about taking the truth to people, and we certainly wish him Godspeed. But it is not as easy a business as we wish it were. An odd bit of it comes to mind in connection with Marion Butler, Senator from North Carolina in the days of Republican-Populist Fusion. He was famous as a public speaker and once he gave the Commencement address at the Hill. Some people expected him to show his horns and let himself down hard, but instead he distinctly raised his rep ute in Chapel Hill. Next day he was going over with Captain Smith on the short-line to old University Station, and a crowd <<f gathered around and got him to telling political yarns. One of them was about the time he was state chairman of the Fusion party and had a telegram from a county chair man up in the mountains sayings: “It is rumored there is an Episcopalian on the state ticket. If true, we lose this county. Wire at once.” Senator said as a matter of fact there were two Episcopalians and one Roman Catholic (which was doubt less worse) on the ticket. If memory fails me not, the Catholic was Judge W. S. O’Brien Robinson, of Goldsboro, an able man and a fine judge. Quizzically Senator Butler asked us what we would have done. I don't remember our contri bution, but I do recall his finally saying: “Well, I telegraphed back, ‘Denounce as a campaign lie. Yours truly, MariflTi Butler.’ ” Political opponents were always ac cusing Butler of “chicanery,” and no doubt they would have used this as a wonderfully good instance. And one hopes that at least some* of them would have met the issue in the downright truthful way. But it is occasion for thanking our stars that probably no body’s veracity would be tried so seve- THE CHAPEL HILL WEEKLY rely today in that particular way. Automobile traffic up around Fontana Dam. Cherokee Village, and other points west, must have convinced niountain cov* people by now that Episcopalians and Catholics come in all sizes and varietie- like other people. But there are question- that, in this or that community or region, come at the campaigner with just as barbed a point and maybe sometime- just as much regrettable unreason. It is true that, newspaper and radio coverage being now so voluminous and quick, a politi cian .- bound to realize that he gains, or saves, in one part of the country by slanting, dodging, or quibbling he is likely to lose in some other part. There may bo some who try to balance their proba.bio gains and losses. But ' f course the-mer of principle ignore aii that sort of thing when faced with a question like Tidewater Oil or Desegregation. And when a candidate has to talk every day, -after a while it is ea-ier to form an opinion about whether he i- saying ciary what he thinks. Ghost-writers have beer Known to get in the way when not th r i" v trained that you Book Reviews . ’ -- ... v . By Robert Bartholomew THOM A- \ WOLFE, TH K WITHER Vs HIS YOUTH By) Lou.- D Rubin Jr. Louis iaf,a Airuvomiy Pres* Bitgn I'.'.ugv, La. I*4 pp. $3.50. There's* err:- > be no middle ground insofar a.- Thom a Wolfe i> 'unearned. You either like r.e stuff or you don’t. Like Wolfe, the author of this work is from the Soutf being a native of Charleston. H« was ed .' ated at the College of Charleston, the University of Richmond and Johns Ho;, kin- University. At the present time, he is assistant professor of American civilization at the University of Pennsylvania. Mr. Rubin, in a critical ap praisal, presents a new study of Wolfe and his works. The author looks at the novels themselves and reads them as the works of fiction as they were intended to be. He steers a careful path between the “cultista” and those who with e'jual la'-k of discrimination dismiss Wolfe as, another windy novelist. Speaking of the “cultists,” who remembers the group around Chapel Hill who cjUied themselves the “ Wol verity,” wouldn’t be caught dead with out a copy of “Look Home ward, Angel” under their arms arid tried to match the appe tite of Wolfe himself when they sat down to a table of food ? Mr Rubin brings out that Wolfe had a tremendous pre occupation with change which was- 'marked by an acute con sciousness of time. He explains that Wolfe's method of. crea tivity arises directly out of his preoccupation with change, and that like the poet Words worth, Wolfe consciously used his memories of childhood as the source of his best work. Thomas Wolfe has been dead 18 a long time, hut time enough for an author * > lose his reputation and appeal. But this has not happened to Wolfe. His books are still in print and in so many editions that you can purchase one for nearly any price you choose to pay. They have been tians lated into numerous languages. Many think that Wolfe’s writings have been kept alive by scholars such as Mr. Rubin. We doubt this. They have been kept alive by people who loved the works of Thomas Wolfe. Jf you are of these, you will enjoy “Thomas Wolfe: The Weather of Ilis Youth.” An excellent study, well written and worthy of your library shelf. • * • BITTERSWEET POEMS By Heinrich Heine. Translated by Joseph Ausiander. Peter Paup er Press. Mt. Vernon, N. Y. 00 pp. SI.OO. One of the better dollar buys of the day is the gift editions now being put out by Peter Pauper Press. These are small hardback books with attractive jackets. This edition is the better and romantic works of Heine trans lated by Joseph Ausiander, If you are unfamiliar with the author, this book will he a treat to you. If you do know German, you will find a trans lation worthy of the original poetry. • • * FRENCH WIT AND WIS DOM. Peter Pauper Press. Mt. Vernon, N. Y. <sl pp. SI.OO. This is a new edition of a charming collection of Gallic wit. The text and cover are well illustrated with drawings by Fritz Kredel. Included are the sayings of Rouehefoucauld, Balzac, Cham fort, Joubert, Voltaire, Sand, de Stael, de Valois and Stend hal. Here are a few samples: "Passion often makes fools wonder which one has grabbed the line. A real difficulty for truth is that you have to catch the ears of the voters and get them stirred up enough to come out of their holes. Slogan-makers say we have two jobs, and the first one and the one they are good at is to wake people up. What is the use telling the truth if the people are asleep or so near it that they hear only a confused hum? Does not the truth have to be stared down to a sharp point to give it penetration? Do you have a quick and short answer to that challenge? Some say that in a campaign the necessary thing is “to give the other side hell” all up and down and over the map. One magazine writer says this is the one idea Nixon has lived and for ged ahead by in the past. And Truman of course keeps talking it. It kind of reminds one. though, of football, w-ith the people banked on the two sides of the field, cheering for Us and Victory; seldom for the game or the truth. But maybe football and politics have to 'be like war. That leaves us praying for peace but with no clear way of doing even that much for the truth. ■ ‘ ejever men; sometime* even •• fakes clever men of fool*.” !:•" nefoucauid. ' it is easier to be a lover 'ran a husband, for the same ri-ason that It i- more diffi to be witty every day, '-'.an just now arid then.” Bal z&c. We have three kind* of friend* those who love us, tnose who an- indifferent to us, and those who hate us.” Cham fort. Remorse is the punishment ■ ' crime, repentance is expia tion The first signifies a trou bled conscience, the second a soul changed for the better.” J o u be rt. Memories of the Babe A1 Reach in Chatham News Jt was a hot summer night in New York and the Yankee manager had announced that there would be a special added attraction at the Yankee Sta dium. 1 suppose that attend ance was off despite the fact that the Yariks were several games in front. Maybe that was it. Then and now the Yankees have a habit of mak ing a shambles of the Ameri can league race. It really makes no difference A worn out burn can put on a Yankee uniform arid become a star. But that’s another story. The added attraction was Babe Didrickson, the famous woman athlete who died last week after a valiant fight against cancer. it was too hot to go to the theatre. Although 1 never have liked night baseball I went *o the Yankee .Stadium. About half an hour before game time the announcer in troduced the Babe. .She came out on the playing field carry ing a huge bag of golf dubs. In center field an area had been marked off and a flag stuck in the center, thereof. Babe stood at home plate. With effortless grace she hit forty or fifty golf balls in the dire' tion of the flag in center li.-’d. At first there was only a slight ripple of applause as a hall or two landed within the circle. But soon the applause changed to a deep-throated roar a.* it became evident that the young lady with the golf club in her hand was a brilliant art ist. She kept pitching halls at the stick and seldom did one go short or beyond the marked - off circle that could not have been more than ten feet in diameter. The mark of tne great athlete was upon he- Everything she did looked so easy. When she had finished hit ting golf balls she strode to the plate and took a few cuts at a baseball thrown by the Yankee warmup pitcher. And she banged them to all comtjpft of the stadium, still with that effortless grace. But that wasn’t all. She took her place on the pitcher’s mound and threw the ball a the great Joe DiMaggio. Just for the gag the great Yankee centerfieldef whiffed the air. I suppose he could have hit the balls thrown up there. The Babe, however, wasn’t throw ing any easy lobs. She was throwing a fast ball that made the catcher’s mitt 'pop like a rifle shot. Then she went to shortstop where she waved Phil Rizzuto to the sidelines. A Yankee batting coach hit ground balls and the Babe “ate ’em up” just like a regular shortstop. She had a pretty good throw ing arm toward bases. A few minutes of this and then the final gag. She went far to the left for a ground ball, came up with it and fired it to first base at about, the same time that the hobble skirt she was wearing split right up the side. The crowd loved it as she “hammed” for the eecurtiy of a box seat. It From Our Files HISTORY < For Oct. 12; 5 Years Ago A son was born this week to Mr. ariu Mrs. Bob Uox. They now have two children, both boys. Di. O. David Garvin was elected President of the Chapel Hili Kiwani* Club, Tuesday evening at a business ses*i n of the club. * * * 10 Years Ago “When we first began to sell horse meat about six months ago,” said an owner of a lot a! food store yesterday, “people got it for their pets, mostly dogs. But about a month ago they began eating it themselves. Our custumers tell us they like it pretty well. They say it is really good for hamburgers and hash.” r *-4 0 15 Years Ago The University’s enrollment is now 4,108, which is ten more than were enrolled at this time last year This :s a new record. Watt.i Poe is seeded No. 1 arid Bobby Wettach No. 2 in the high school tennis tourna ment sponsored by the Rec reation Commission was never learned whether the - klrt was one of those “break away’’ jobs or whether it had indeed been split. But it made no difference. The Babe had put on a tremendous exhibi tion of showmanship a id art istry and there were few in the thousands at the hall park that night who didn’t come to their feet to give the lithe Texan a salute that could have been heard all the way to Beaumont, her home town. The game itself was an aiti climax. 1 feel certain that the crowd would have willingly called it a night without a game being played. The artistry of the fine ath lete is always a joy to behold and on that hot summer night in New York Babe Didrickson showed hla.se New York the greatness that marked her ev ery effort to excel in various sports. No wonder then that the sports world will miss the Babe . . . just as it has missed an other Babe—Babe Ruth, also victim of cancer at an age too young to be taken away. lime for Bullaces (Goldsboro News-Argus) The word came sweetly to my ears which had not been lulled by the sound since boy hood in Sweet Union County. “1 must go to Eerily,” said George Johnson, “for it is about time for the Lullaces to get ripe.” There was nostalgia in his voice, and it aroused in me waves of the same feeling. I had thought that “bulla'-e” was a localism peculiar to the red hills of Union. “Do you call wild grapes bullaces?” I asked. “My grandfather called them bullaces,” ■he replied. “There was a great and outstretched vine of them in the hog pas ture on his farm.” The bullace is indeed a wild grape of strength and charac ter. It lacks the extra sweet flavor l* l6 m uch improved varieties of today. Never have I found a grape of such firm texture and commanding spar kle. , We roamed Sweet Union's hills and dales at this time of the year in search of the bul lace. Best place to find them was off the old Concord road. Along a gently purling little branch, tall trees grew; and in the tops of these trees the bul lace vines had twined and curl ed. One sought the ripe bullace, gjjpp # Like Chapel Hill BUg One of the hospital nurses served martinis at a party last week. A guest didn’t like his and prepared to mix his own. “Where’s the vermouth?” he asked. “Vermouth?” the nurse repeated the question. “Never heard of that.” Then, what did she mix them with? The answer: One part vodka and two parts gin. * * * * A standard gag about town in recent days, has related to men purchasing themselves some hair c|M pers now that haircuts have, been upped in price. Well, girls, go get yourselves some curlers and clippers, too, because the beauty parlors have also up ped their fees for shearing and shaping. * * ♦ * As the Weekly came off the press last Monday, I read the story about the mix-up on the WCHL broadcast that put a hellfire and damnation preacher on the air when folks were listening for the Rev. A. Ivfmsey King Jr. Then, I remarked; “That reminds me of some of my newspapering.” No more prophetic words were ever spoken. After the paper was printed, we discovered I had written a lovely page one and displayed story about the Chapel Hill Concert Series opening Tuesday night. I was wrong by/a full 24-hour day. So, while Don Larsen was hurling a no-hit game, I was tossing up a home-run ball. * * * * Ihe high cost of living has gone up in our neigh borhood. First, the Eugene Hargroves got a new car. Then Mr. and Mrs. George Doaks got a son-in-law, and the c. D. Van Cleaves came home with a brand-new automobile. So the Arthurs had to get themselves something new, too. A car, too. In one swoop, I traded my old car, checking ac count, savings account, and what wages I hoped to make in a year for a new car. It must have been immediately evident that were broke, because the Missus drove the car up to the grocery store and vegetable man Luke Lee called her over and said “Mrs. Arthur, cabbage is only five cents a pound today.” Chapel Hill Chaff (Continued from page 1) seats. How Mr. Hudson did hate to miss Saturday’s game in the Yankee stadium! Somebody had given him a box-seat but he couldn’t use it because he had an im portant engagement in North Carolina. He went to Philadelphia by train; saw the Washington Redskins and the Philadelphia a foqtball game in the driving rain Saturday night; had a good sleep at a hotel; went to the airport Sunday and picked up his plane; and flew back home. Messrs. Cobb and McClamroch saw Saturday’s, Sunday’s, and Monday’s games in the stadium (em bracing Enos Slaughter’s spectacular home run and Larsen’s no-hitter); boarded a Capital Lines Viscount at airport at 3:46 p.m.; and were at home Chapel Hill for dinner. /** * * Football games today awaken memories or simi larities or contrasts in football games of long ago. So it was that State’s recent victory over Carolina took my thoughts back more than half a century. There are two present-day Chapel Hillians, Dr. William P. Jacocks and myself, who, having been participants, can enjoy gossiping about the ancient encounters of the two teams. In those days State usually lost to Carolina. Usual ly, but not. always; now and then it sprang a big surprise on us. In 1899, after we won one game, 34-0, the second was a tie. In 1901 we won two games, 394) and 30-0, and so in 1902 we went down to Raleigh feeling cocky. We were sure we would win by at least four touchdowns. The score was 0-0, and we came close to losing. One of the State’s star players that year was a Chapel Hill boy, Foy Roberson. Another was O. Max Gardner. Both of them came to the University laUfc Roberson was in the backfield and was captain m Carolina’s victorious 1905 team, and Gardner was a tackle. Roberson became a celebrated and beloved sur geon. Gardner became Governor of the State. and the wind gently swayed the tall tree and the hills bowed and retreated and bow ed and retreated. A well remembered term cf boyhood has power to call a nostalgia. And the word bullai'e rolls sweetly under the tongue, and time rolls hark and the tall trees sway and the wind whis pers a far away song. Consorter With Beavers (Southern Pines Pilot) We hear that Glen Rounds, consorter with beavers and distinguished portraitist of same (also of groundhogs, spiders, fireflies, hound dogs, and humans) has moved his residence from Pinebluff to this benighted burg and gone to ground in the Knollwood Apartments. Question Is Glen going respectable on us or is Southern Pines’ most attrac- HOMK OF CHOICE CHARCOAL BROILED HICKORY SMOKEE STEAKS—FLAMING SHISKEBAB—BUFFET EVERY SUNDAI Friday, October 12, 1956 tive housing development start ing to siip? Kither way, it’s bad. A local store has a Jimmie John jug for sale —five gallon size in a wooden crate. In case you’re wondering, that’s appar ently another name for a demi john. Demijohns were in great demand in the old days to put whiskey in. Hut the bootleggers preferred one-gallon sizes to larger ones. Now a plain old half-gallon fruit par suffices, and the art of crooking a fing er around the neck of a gallon demijohn of cider or corn, squeezing to turn it tow«| ( the mouth, is probably gonP forever.—Hubert Breeze in the Richmond County Journal. ik How can we brag about American prosperity when thousands of families are with out 1956 Cadillacs?—From "Keller’s Kwickies,"