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Page Two THE PILOT. Souihtrn Pines. North Carolina Friday, July 24, 1942. THE PILOl Published each Friday by THE PILOT, Incorporated SoDlhern Pines, N. C. JAMES BOYD, Publisher CARL G. THOMPSON, JR., Editor CHARLES MACAULEY Adverlising Dan S. Kay. Mury Thumpson. Helen K« Butler. Cnmerun Smith, Charles CultinKfurd, Associates Subscription Rates: One Year $2.00 Six Months $1.00 Three Months .50 Entered at the Postoffice at South ern Pines, N. C., as second class mail matter. THE PILOT welcomes contribu tions to its news columns, but re serves the right to distinguish be tween news and advertising. Final deadline for news items and adver tising is noon Thursday of each week. Cards of thanks are public * notices and, as such, will be chargod ' for at regular advertising rates. Ex pressions of opinion are als<~ wel come, but each communication must be signed, although the writer's name will be withheld upon request. Letters should be kept to 300 words or be subject to editing. No anony mous contributions will be consider ed. To give personal items, other news, or for further information, tel ephone 7271. STRIP-TEASE ON BROAD STREET Nobody regrets the stuffy clothes women used to wear. In fact, if you made our women put on the high-necked ground- sweeping dresses, the three petti coats and the whalebone cor sets in which our mothers used to weather the summer probably lew of them would survive. Everybody rejoices that wom en’s apparel has, in summer at least, reached the age of good sense. But as we glance at the sisters parading around down town, we sometimes wish that the good sense could be mixed with a little good judgment and good taste. We are obliged to admit that our town, fond of it though we are, is not a great metropolis. And yet we think that even our small village deserves a modi cum bf recognition. When visit ing ladies (we assume patrioti cally that they are visitors) ap pear in Broad street in curl pa pers and pajamas as though they had just crawled out of bed, they not only offend our aesthetic sensibilities—a privilege which m this field should be confined to man’s lawfully wedded wife —but they powerfully lacerate our local pride. And when other ladies in their track pants and brassieres display their charms before the assembled corner loafers, drug store cow'boys, by standers, curiosity seekers, trav eling salesmen, members of the armed forces of the United States, school children, church members. Negroes, insurance and real estate men, dogs, pedi greed and natural, newspaper men, preachers, merchants, drunks, air wardens, political leaders, window shoppers and the general populace, we note those charms as narrowly as the next follow and conclude that they are frequently overestimat ed by the possessor. When thev are genuine we are thrilled as a fallible human being, but. as a public institution dev'oted to the betterment of mankind, we regret that the exhibition of them should not be confined to a circle more .select than that which infests our shopping cen tre. Those striking figures, how- ev'er, are exceptional, and view ing the run-of-mine anatomies exposed by their misguided ovmi- ers to our alert gaze, we can only rejoice that at least we men stiil stick to shirts and trousers. "RAILROAD CARS RUN BY OUR DOOR" If we had to do it over again pi’obably we would not locate 6ur main street along the rail road tracks. The Chamber of Commerce and other public spir ited citizens have made Broad street about as attractive as any street can be that has double tracks running down the middle of it. But that’s where they do run and th*;rr> is no getting around it No getting around some of these trains either that creep and hal* and puff and cuss and back and till. Just sit, if you’re in the car and try to figure whether to shut off the gas or not. Or if you’re afoot try to figure wheth er to stand there in the sun or find a cool place to sit down. But when they don’t pause, when they really come through rolling, then there is another probleci. Then all up and down the street a man can hardly himself heard. He has to holler his orders at the, grocery tore and maybe he gets the vrong thing; if he goes to Doctor lilliken or Doctor Mudgett he las to holler his symptoms and nay be the doctor gets them vrong and gives him calamus oot mstead of asafoetida; or naybe he’s at the bank, he’s talk- ng fa.st, he’s going fine, and has lust about persuaded Norris Hodgkins to make him an unse- :ured loan. Then along comes a win-deisel hauling ninety-five :ars and by the time the shack las passed, Norris has had time o think better of it. And along with the rumble and the roar are the whistles. Those leisel horns will stop all social ntercourse for five miles iround. The engineers do the best they can not to kick up so much fuss, but with tho.se diesels you might as well try to get the Bull of Bashan to sing small. But it’s not all bad. You can sit in the shade and watch the cars roll by. Watch them and read their names, "Southern,” “Virginian,” “Pere Marquette,” “The Nickel Plate," “L. & N,” “C. & O.,” “I. C.,” “Sante Fe.” You can see the troop-trains roll ing by and trains of tanks and trucks and guns. You can just stand there on Broad street and feel America moving, see her arming. That is something worth feeling, something big and strong. • This past week we have had a small added pleasure. The road gang have been laying new rail. They were good singers; they would stand in a row rattling their crow bars under the rail in Negro rythm and sing a line in harmony; then they would all lean together on their bars and the track would move over while the boss-man lined it up with his eye. Good singers, sweating and swinging together. Since the war, there has been another pleasant change, if you can call it a change, when it is really a going back to what once was. The Seaboard has had to dig out a iot of ancient locomotives from retirement. It is nice to see those little old timers sweating up the grade, still able to do their bit for the war like some of the rest of us. And it’s best on these summer nights to hear their old time whistles. They must put oldtim- ers in the cabs of those old en gines; ’way down the Aberdeen hill you can hear those whistles wailing up and down, soft and musical and sad, bringing some of us back to the days when we were kids here. SI2AINS er %\ME) Herbert Cameron’s little terrier dog, already famous among Her bert’s friends for the way he sticks by his master, was, as is his wont, tagging closely to Herbert’s heels the other night as he came out of the post office. Herbert opened the door to his automobile, clambered in and immediately shut the door behind him, forgetting, for a moment, the dog. The terrier cocked his head on one side, and gave a .sharp, angry little yip that proved an “open se same” to the car door. Smugly, the terrier climbed into the car and off they went. Our contemporary, Enoch Price, who runs The Democrat up Greens boro way, related a little incident the other week which should be a warning to all readers-in-bed. Seems a fellow was in a hotel near the coast, reading a newspaper in bed, when the FBI raided his room. Every time didn’t look very happy about it. It was a year ago Monday that this State first began to enjoy the bless ings—or otherwise—of “daylight sav ing” time, which, per request of Governor Broughton went into ef fect on Sunday, July 27, 1941. We went back to "God’s time’’ in the fall, and then this spring. Congress decreed the whole country should adopt “War Time,” a new name for “daylight savings.” So now we all can play in the daylight until nine p. m. Fragile, yet vivid in coloring, our crepe myrtles are now in the delight ful perfection of bloom. In common with many other trees of foreign or igin, this slendei- tr^'p of India, clad in russet or olive brown, with spreading crown, turning crimson in Autumn, has found a welcome home in the genial climate of eastern North Carolina, where, during the isn’t 10 tons—it’s IW) tons.” Frank was referring to an 18-point caps headline in last week’s PILOT declaring that the county had col lected “10 tons” of scrap rubber, or 196,000 pounds. We haven't figured yet, for sure, whether Mr. Sham- burger’s right about our arithmetic or whether we just left off a little zero—which is nothing anyhow. “Well, I just wartted to tell you that,” he said, concluding the conver sation, “and lo say that we got about 10 tons of baby nipples alone!” Are you entitled to wear a “tarifet” lapel button? You are if you are invrstinc at least ten percent ol your la- t'ome in War Bonds every pay day. It's your badge of pa triotism the reader turned a page, it cut off the light beam momentarily, then summer months, the gorgeous blos- allowed it to flash back on. G-men soms in pink, rose, crimson and white thought he was signalling from the . a delight to the eye. Splendid window. I specimens are now in bloom in the i yards of Mrs. T. S. Burgess, Mrs. C. John G. Fitzgerald, whose Mid- j H. Edson, and Alex Fields; along the Pines Club is filled for the first time ' Seaboard parkways at Connecticut with summer customers (soldiers) and who is now up at E.ssex County Club, Manchester, Mass., gladly re newed his subscription to The Pilot, as all good readers do. but added a little note to his subscription notice. Our bill-sender apparently inadvert ently addressed the notice to Maine, avenue; at the former Durgin house on May street, and adjoining the Bel vedere. A tree, all in White, is locat ed on Bennett street, near the former Powell home. It was just about a year ago we mentioned here one great attraction THE OLD SCOUT MOTTO, "BE PEPARED," HOLDS GOOD Early Sunday morning there was a genuine air raid alarm along the Carolina coast. It is true that, up to this writ ing, nothing has been revealed to indicate that there was really enemy activity in the area. But at the time the alarm was sound ed there was suspicion of strange vessels and strange happenings. And the precaution of a coastal blackout was taken. We are glad that there was no air raid or other attack. How ever, we cannot be sorry that the real alarm was sounded—no practice warning—and the black out took place. It drives home to us here in the Sandhills the ser iousness of our practice black outs and related civilian defense activities. This coastal, genuine blackout also arouses in us a thankfulness that here irr Southern Pine.>? we have had civilian officials who took their jobs seriously and have gone about preparing for any eventuality, basing their plans, not on what they hope or think might happen, but on what they know, from the ex periences of events in England. Continental Europe, and other war zones, can happen in this war. John Howarth, for instance, our defense coordinator and chief airplane ob.server, isn’t a niaii to go off half-cocked over a little authority. But come a practice blackout and John .says, no foolishness. No cigarette smoking. No crowds wanted on the streets. Sure, it’s all practice now, he says, but the onlv value of practicing is to get us 'in good habits for blackouts if and when the real thing comes. _ And Pat Patterson, with his air raid wardens, and Chief Ed New ton with his special police have not made a pleasant game out of .hese preparations for eventual- ties. Certainly the some two :lozen special policemen who have undergone a series of rig orous, time - taking training rourses do not think they have ■nerely been satisfying a whim. Vor have those hundred or so civilian defense w.orkers who instead of Mass. John added the lit-1 in ‘Gene Stevens’ inner sanctum—the tie admonition; “Hey, you guys, NOT , wall cuckoo that children tried to Maine—Massachusetts.” Fortunately, j hear strike. In 'Gene’s window is though, his paper s addressed cor- ^ another attraction which stops not j only children but adults, including a j good many of the soldiers passing by. Southern Pines affords some re- | it’s a little news picture display, put rnai kable surprises for folks who vis-. quj ijy some advertising firm or ited here years ago. Robert Herr, another, (we never noticed which), bi other of Dr. George Herr, marvels i About every day or so, some new at the changes in the town since 1905 ; picture of a recent event appears, when he was first here. He was guest Men and children are most interest- at the old Southern Pines Hotel when Mr. and Mrs. Giles were the owners and also at the Highland Lodge when it was in charge of Mrs. Wheeler, The old place doesn't look the same to him, but it must look better, be cause he's planing on returning here next winter. Mr. Herr is an instruc tor in music, playing, probably, en tirely different tunes from the kind his dentist brother plays! ed. Gene says, but comparatively few women stop to look at it. Gasoline and tire rationing has struck hard, not only^at the human population, but at animals. There was a puzzled and rather stubborn expression on the face of the little | spaniel whoso small, pig-tailed mis-1 tress was trying to teach the spaniel 1 how to ride in the basket carried on her bicycle. The girl finally got the ' dog in the basket—but said canine I “I just wanted to talk with some one who’s arithmetic was as bad as mine,” declared Frank Shamburger, in d long distance call from Aber deen the other day. “Didn't want i another thing but that. Started to call you up about 2 o’clock the oth er morning to get you out of bed and tell you that 200,000 pounds Exactly One Year Ago. Space Equiv alent lo This Wes Used by a Nation ally - Known Electric Refrigerator Company to Advertise Its Product. WAR has diverted ihe efforts of this com pany lo production of War Materials. Adverlising Has Ceased for the Dur- Blion. The rUot reminds ils readers that in place of buying what was advertised here last year, you can now purchase War Bonds & Stamps to help WIN THE WAR ttnomttttmitttitttimtttitimttmttitiuiutattmtmmttnmmmtmimmtmmtito; have, at one time or another, jj taken part in the special train- || ing classes still being conducted ig at Southern Pines High School, g Southern Pines and Moore'« County hav'e done well in their i« various preparations for war-1H time possi’oilities. Many of the'g local efforts have received praise j H from national officials who are r pleasantly surpri.sed to see this comparatively .small section set ting a pace in preparation. After the events of last week-end, per haps those few local scoffers who have had their tongues in their cheeks as they watched others devote time to gas defense, fire defense, first aid, special polic^, a nurses aides, emergency housing and feeding, airplane spotting, and all other related efforts are biting down on their tongues. We can hope and pray that war will never come to us; that' we will be able to gain victory by going to the war zone. Blit our hopes and prayers will be far more effective if we continue to supplement them by .some down- to-earth. serious honest-to-gawd efforts to protect ourselves and drive off the invaders if they do come. SAVING OF GAS, RUBBER AND OF HUMAN LIVES I! Gasoline and rubber rationing has accomplished .something th^t! apparently nothing else could. It i has stopped the advance of high- i way deaths and reduced this na tion’s losses to that enemy. A six-month summary of high way fatalities in the State during the first six months of 1942 show ed a decline of 141 or 25..‘> per cent from the 1941 deaths for the >ame period. Deaths on the high way during the six months this vear totaled 416 compared with 557 for the similar period last year. Road fatalities in May showed a 40 percent decline over 'ast May and in June 58 were Siilled compared with 97 last ear. •In conserving rubber and gas- )line, we hdve also conserved hu man life. ^ In Service J. D. Arey, Jr., who for six years has been eoniieeteci with tlie iiisiiraiiee business of Paul T. Barnuni, Inc., and with the real eslale firm of Barnuni an<! Art‘v is now in the Arnietl Serv ices of his C.ountry. Last week he was in ducted into the Uniied States Army. $ WE TAKE PLEASURE IN ANNOUNCINC; THAT WE HAVE OBTAINED THE SERVICES OF Jerry V. Healy For many years, Mr. Healy has been connected with real estate and insurance work in the Sandhills. Mr. Healy w ill carry on Mr. Arey’s work with our firm for the duration. Friends of J. D. will be glad lo know that he will retain his full inter est in the business and that his place with Birnun. and Arey will be await ing him at th^ end "of the duration." Previous to his leaving, Mr. Arey work ad with Mr. Healy to familiar ize him with the duties, responsibilities and services of this business. J. D. joined the Army with full confidence in Mr. Haaly's ability to assume his duties for the duration and to carry on with th^ same iiigh degree of ser vice and efficiency. REAL ESTATE INSLRANf.E Paul T. Barnum, Inc. Barnum and Telephone 5151 Bank Building Southern Pines
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