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THE FRANKLIN PRESS and THE HIGHLANDS MACON IAN
THURSDAY, DEC; , lttt
Business As Usual
by A B. Chapin
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VOL. XUX Number 51
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A Christmas Poem
A little Boy of heavenly birth
But far from home today,
Comes down to find His ball, the Earth,
That sin has cast away.
O comrades, let us one and all
Join in to get Him back His ball !
John B. labb
A Country Doctor
TEN thousand people tried to crowd into a hall that holds only
three thousand, the other night in New York, to see what?
A marvel of science, a freak of nature, a great musician or a fa
mous erplorer?
Nothing like that drew that great throng to Carnegie Hall.
Nothing but a country doctor!
The greatest medical specialists of America, the heads of the
great hospitals and medical schools, and thousands of ordinary folk
turned out to see a simple, unpretentious, untravelled rural prac
titioner from Canada. It was such a tribute as few country doc
tors ever get, but which most of them, we think, deserve.
Dr. Dafoe sprang to unexpected fame because of the Dionne
quintuplets. To his skill and devotion the whole medical world
attributes the survival of those five little French-Canadian sisters,
the only set of quintuplets that is known to have lived more than
t few hours after birth. Now six months old, they are strong and
healthy as any normal infants of that age, due to Dr. Dafoe's in
telligent care.
Not every country doctor has a chance to prove his skill by
bringing up quintuplets, but the country towns and villages of
America and Canada contain thousands of medical men who are
just as devoted, just as self-sacrificing, just as able, on the average,
as Dr. Dafoe. We are glad to see this homage paid to him, since
he has shown no signs of swelling of the head, because to us it
seems a deserved tribute to the country general practitioner, who
too seldom gets public credit for what he does for his community.
We venture that, deep down in their hearts, the great special
ists who went to that meeting in Carnegie Hall envied this coun
try doctor. If he is like other country doctors we know he oc
cupies a place in the life and the hearts of his community that no
city practitioner, however skillful, can hope to attain. They make
more money, but they lose the more important and valuable con
siderations of life. The good country doctor occupies a position
of security and contentment which the greatest may envy. He de
serves and generally has the respect and the love of his people to
a degree that few men in any other calling ever command. It makes
little difference to him whether his patients can pay their bills
promptly or not; no difference insofar as his duty to them in time
of illness or accident goes. They come to him with their troubles
and their secrets, and often it is his wise advice and counsel, far
more than his medicines, that helps to keep them going.
Could You Meet the Test?
AN editorial from the Anderson (S. C.) Independent has been
going the rounds of the newspapers, indicating its appeal to
editors. It is related that a young man, just out of college, wanted
to know what qualifications are necessary to be a successful news
paper man, and this is what he was asked:
Can you listen with a smile to tiresome things you've often
times heard before ? Can you refuse to do what three or four per
sons ask you to do without making them mad? Can you write in
a way to make people laugh when you feel like cussin,' or in a
way to make them weep when you feel like cracking your heels
together and laughing out loud? Can you remain silent when you
feel like you'll burst wide open if you do not talk? Can you argue
without getting mad or making the other fellow mad? Can you
refuse a woman's request for publicity without making all the
members of her sex mad at the paper? Can you react to the loss
of a good news story and catch a better one on the rebound ?
Can you explain a typographical error without using up more than
30 minutes' time? Can you concentrate and write intelligent copy
while three different conversations are going on around you,
several typewriters clicking away and the telephone ringing and
the subdued hum of the presses in the next room are drumming
on your ears? Can you explain why the lady's poem on "The
Sylvan Depth' of October Woods" did not appear in the paper ?
Can you take a four-line story and spread it to half column, or
take a two-column story and condense it into two paragraphs?
Can you read proofs without overlooking an error and write head
lines without murdering the king's English? Have you a nose for
news, an itch for writin and an inclination to work 18 hours a day?
"Any young man or woman who can qualify under the above
statement of requirements will be successful. In fact, we'd like to
employ just such a person in our office." MORGANTON NEWS-HERALD.
Some people are so fond of ill luck that they run half way
to meet it. Jerrold.
THE FAMILY
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JOHN JOSEPH GAINES. M R
A PRIVATE TALK
A notorious advertiser makes the
rather broad assertion that, "prob
ably nine-tenths of our people have
rectal troubles and don't know it."
This is a warning note, of course.
The nine-tenths would be wise to
rush in for immediate examination
and treatment!
Well, be it tar from me to be
opposing good advice . . . but, my
Irish strain, ever present, bobs up
with "Oi don't moind the troubles
that Oi don't know Oi've got," so,
let's parley together before we rush
into any measures tinctured with
commercialism.
My object in this little talk, is to
arouse reflection. You may, pos
sibly, have a slight rectal irritation,
due to errors in diet; you may be
eating too many spices, peppers,
bran, or other substances, such as
berries with many small seeds all
of which contribute to rectal ir
ritation. Be sure and consult your
family doctor about your colon,
with especial reference to your
diet, before rushing to the rectal
manipulator; the troubles "that
don't trouble you" are not very
far advanced, as a rule.
It is true that rectal conditions
are often neglected. But, most of
them are easily corrected, if your
family doctor will do his duty
Over thirty-five years acquaintance
with rectal ailments leads me to
write as I do.
The "injection treatment" of sim
ple hemorrhoids is almost ideal in
simplicity and effectiveness. It is
not "new" in point of years; I
learned the method over forty
years ago, under a now revered
teacher, who still lives in New
York. But the injection treatment
has undergone much improvement,
with time; we never cause any
sloughs any more, or destroy any
tissue as formerly; and, the treat
ment need not take the patient
from his work.
This talk is off-hand; please ac
cept it as such, from a friend.
you'll be alone.
What chaos we would be in if
the sun failed to show his smiling
face in the morning. Why can't
we cultivate smiling, drops of sun
shine? If you are sick, see a doc
tor and get well as quick as pos
sible. Young men and women, you are
building and shaping your charac
ter. These structures are not built
in a day. Select the material to
build with. Examine the company
you keep.
In only a few years the govern
ment, both civil and religious, shall
rest on your shoulders. Complete
your education. The boys should
learn a trade. Appreciate the priv
ileges you have and take advantage
of them. Remember, edhcation is
incomplete without Christianity.
Don't forget to sow sunshine!
C. L. Waldroop,
Route 1, Franklin, N. C.
Public Opinion
A CHRISTMAS WISH
We thank from the bottom of
our heart all the wonderful friends
who have sent us more clothes for
sale, helped us to have the most
perfect Thanksgiving in our his
tory, and now are sending us things
to make Christmas its equal. One
little mountain mother told her kid
dies Santa was dead because she
had nothing to give them, but if
things keep coming as they are
now, there will be plenty to go
around, and Oh, how we thank
you!
And now we are campaigning for
sewing machines, ones that will
sew, of course. We have the one
Mrs. Noah used, and the one Mrs.
Columbus brought over, and two
more that really work, doing yeo
man's service. But what are two
machines for a class of 30 active
girls who want to make things?
We need 10 more and need them"
badly. Fifty boys need shirts to
day; we have succeeded in making
five. Most of these boys had a
shirt or two when they came here,
but weak material, long service, and
maybe too much washing have
worn them away. We can make
some that will stand washing and
then the house-mother can use
more of her time mending pants.
So please help us get the ma
chines. Avery County is mighty proud
to have the President's Christmas
Trees come from its soil and
Crossnore had its share because
one of its former students took
them to the White House. The
heartiest of thanks and best Christ
mas wishes from the School on
Christmas Tree Hill.
Yours in the Yuletide Spirit,
Mary M. Sloop, Bus. Mgr.
Crossnore School, Inc.
Freight & Express Ashford, N. C
Parcel Post Crossnore, N. C.
SOWING SUNSHINE
'Tho I live in an humble shack
beside the road, if I can turn a
frown into a smile a heart has been
made glad and I, in return, have
received a blessing. Little deeds of
kindness cost us nothing, yet we
are sowing sunshine and shall not
lose our reward. Someone wrote
these beautiful words, "Lord take
my life and let it be a blessing to
humanity."
The gift of making friends is
divine, and keeping them is just as
commendable.
All along the pathway of life
comes some sowing. Most young
men sow their wild oats. They sow
to the wind and have to reap the
whirlwind.
Smile and whistle and the world
will join in; grouch and grumble,
WOMAN'S CURIOSITY
He had been to a stag dinner,
and his wife wanted to hear all
about it when he got home.
"Weil," he said, "one rather odd
thing occurred. Jim Blankton got
up and left the table because some
fellow told a story that he didn't
approve of."
"How noble of Mr. Blankton,"
exclaimed his wife, "and what was
the story, John?"
Teacher: Johnnie, how many days
are there in September?
Johnnie: Thirty days has Septem
ber, All the rest I can't remember.
The calendar hangs on the wall,
Why bother with me at all?
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A Memo
THE sincere feeling of
our Christmas wishes
for you in our community
can't be fully conveyed by
words. The best that we
can say is that good phrase
and true wish: A Very
Merry Christmas.
Bryant Furniture
Company
FRANKLIN, N. C.