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MR. HUGH DAVE MacWHIRR ASSUMES
with Confidence an Unaccustomed Role
Last Tuesday as we approached
the post office on the way to get
our mail, it was possible to guess
that something was afoot inside.
A knot of people stood around the
entrance walk, looking in through
the door and smiling and whispering
to each other. While we tried to
catch what they were saying, two
colored women hustled out the door:
the door, ds it swung, let out a piece
of a roar and cut it off again and
the two colored women kept right
down Broad street, looking mighty
uneasy in their minds.
We had caught a glimpse of a
familiar model T across the street
and were therefore prepared for
some of what we saw but not for all
of it. It was Mr. Hugh Dave Mac-
Whirr, all right, in his retired Army
overcoat and a kind of bear hunt
er’s cap with earflaps that he some
times wears in cold weather, but as
we came in the lobby it looked like
Mr. MacWhirr was about to assault
our popular and widely esteemed
postmaster, Mr. Frank Buchan. In
fact, Mr. MacWhirr appeared to
have Mr. Buchan by the collar.
Luckily before we became involv
ed in the apparent affray, we were
able to make out that Mr. Mac
Whirr actually only had Mr. Buchan
by the coat lapel and that his atti
tude was only one of earnest confab
ulation. As we withdrew to the other
side of the lobby, Mr. MacWhirr was
saying,
“Frank, I have knowed you since
you was a shirt-tailed boy,” here he
shook Mr. Buchan for emphasis,
“why, dog my whiskers, I have
knowed you since your daddy was
a shirt-tailed boy, or would have
if you had been there to be knowed
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it that date.” He pulled on Mr.
Buchan’s lapel as though it was a
bell cord. »“Now, come out, boy, and
state your opinion.”
Mr. Buchan ruffled up the short
hairs on the back of his neck. “Mr.
Mac,” he .said, “I declare, I don’t
know about such things.”
“You taken on city ways since you
moved to Southern Pines, but you
were born and bred in Manly, ain’t
that so?”
“Of course it’s so, and I’m proud
of it,” Mr. Buchan said.
“Well, then,” Mr. MacWhirr said,
“Don’t you know mules?”
“I hope so,” Mr. Buchan said.
“As much as a white man can.”
“Don’t you know bosses?”
“Well, some,” Mr. Buchan said.
“Not like mules though.”
“Don’t you know fox dogs?”
“A little,” Mr. Buchan said.
“Neighborhood dogs that is, not or
dered like the Boyds.’
“Neighborhood dogs is what I
mean,” Mr. MacWhirr said, “And
don’t you know Negroes?”
“Yes,” Mr. Buchan said, “I really
believe I know a little about them.”
“Then,” Mr. MacWhirr said, “State
your opinion.”
“But I don’t know about Art,” Mr.
Buchan said.
“But you know about Negroes and
mules and bosses and dogs and this
Art is about Negroes and mules and
bosses and dogs, therefore you know
about this Art,” Mr. MacWhirr turn
ed Mr. Buchan loose. “He won’t say,”
he murmured to himself. “Naturally,
he won’t say. Who ever heard a
postmaster talk against the govern
ment? Even when it done this.” He
waved his long hand’ at the new
mural on the wall which depicts a
fox hunting scene of Negroes and
animals in a clearing. “But I’ll say.
I’ll say this: that I’ve hired many a
Negro in niy time but scarce as
hands are not one of them fellows
on the wall could even get board
and a pallet in the shed out of me.”
“Is that a fact?” Mr. Buchan said.
“They ain’t stout enough to make
a hand or smart enough for a yard
dog,” Mr. MacWhirr said. “And I’ll
tell you more. I’ve sold many a horse
in my day—”
“That’s what I’ve heard tell,” Mr.
Buchan said.
Mr. MacWhirr looked at the mural
again. “Them bosses there I could
not guarantee to sell to a yankee
golf player even. If they are bosses,”
he added, “and they are bound to be
because they’re too big for sala
manders and too small for the beasts
in the Book of Revelation.”
“What about the dogs, Mr. Hugh
Dave?” Mr. Buchan said.
“I am coming to the dogs,” Mr.
MacWhirr replied. “When I was a
child I was carried to see a rich un
cle on my mother’s side in Kinston.
The scheme was my mother’s but it
did not pan out. He taken a look at
me and left his money to a found
ling home. All I recollect of the visit
is that he had two dogs similar to
them up there on the wall. They
was made of lead and used to prop
open the front doors in the summer
time.” Mr. MacWhirr took Mr. Buch
an’s collar again. “If the government
wants scrap,” he said, “they should
melt down their lead dogs instead
of putting them on post office walls.”
“Mr. Mac,” Mr. Buchan said, “you
are always against the government.”
“Why, of course,” Mr. MacWhirr
said, “that is the first duty of a
citizen.” He reflected, rocking Mr.
Buchan slowly by his lapel. “A de
mocracy is a large body of folks
against the government. That’s what
a democracy is and that’s what’s good
about it, in fact, it’s the only good
thing about it. In a democracy, the
government gets throwed out just a
mite faster than it turns addled.”
“This government has not been
thrown out,” Mr. Buchan said.
“And maybe it won’t be,” Mr.
Hugh Dave said, “but it will have to
change its ways.” He pointed to the
mural. “If my fellow man is' suffer
ing for lack of clothes and rations I
am willing to be taxed, for his re
lief.”
“I’m glad you go that far,” Mr.
Buchan said.
“But it’s all the far I do go,” Mr.
MacWhirr said. “When I have paid
the tax I have done all the govern
ment should ask. I am not obligated
to let him paint up the buildings I
have also paid for.”
Mr. MacWhirr started to expec
torate on the floor, recalled him
self and swallowed. “It is enough to
have to support my brother,” he said,
“without also having to be swarmed
at by iron dogs, mule-eared salaman
ders and washed out high yellows
whenever I go to mail a letter.”
“Well, Mr. Hugh Dave,” Mr. Buch
an said, “every man is entitled to
an opinion.”
“That is a fact,” Mr. MacWhirr
said. “And what is yours, son?” He
paused.
Mr. Buchan smiled and nodded
and Was about to speak when he
noticed that a representative of the
press was in the lobby.
“Well, Mr. Hugh Dave,” he said,
“come back and see us any time.”
PINE
NEEDLE POINTS
Christmas definitely is in the air.
We were convinced of the fact when
we went calling the other night and
found the women folk cosily settled
in the living room with paper bags
and boxes before them, busily en
gaged in cutting up fruits of var
ious kinds for Christmas fruit cakes.
The man of the house was an in
terested and close observer, and as
each new kind of candied fruit went
under the knife, he asked to be al
lowed to “taste” it. We wonder what
R. Clinton Fields will do for the
finished product!
Once again it is hog-killing time
in the Sandhills and each cold snap
from now until Christmas will spell
finis for many porkers.
Charlie Brewer of Vass killed a
hog last week that weighed 520
pounds, dressed ... or should we
say “undressed” . . . Several of his
neighbors in the Vass Cotton Mill
village have from one to three hogs
that will weigh 400 pounds or more,
each. There will be no scarcity of
meat collards or turnips in that com
munity.
Mrs. C. L. Tyson of Vass was cap
tivated by an unusually bright and
attractive 4-year-old whom she saw
in the bus station in Durham the
other day, but whose name she did
not learn. The little miss wanted
some candy and her mother was re
luctant to give her consent. She fin
ally compromised by agreeing for the
child to buy some mints.
Eating the mints caused an eructa
tion. “What is the matter?” the mo
ther inquired. “My stomach’s rising
up!” the tot replied.
“It’s a fine day for the race,” re
marked John McNeill as he walked
into a grocery store in Vass to stand
for a few minutes near the stove.
“Yes, it is,” a bystander agreed,
cautiously, then decided to nibble
at the “bait.” “What race are you
talking about?” This being just the
question John was fishing for, he
chuckled; “The human race.”
And John was absolutely right.
Several of the days last week were
perfect.
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For the duration of the war to celberate with fire
works. After our stocks are gone, there
will be no more.
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ROCKINGHAM, N. C.
Sam McKeithen, Negro of Vass, is
at liberty under bond of $500 await
ing trail in the March term of Fed
eral Court at Rockingham on a
charge of violating the prohibition
law.
- McKeithen was arrested recently
py ABC Officer C. A. McCallum and
! Deputy Sheriff A. W. Lambert, who
I reported that they found three and
I one half gallons of non-tax paid in
the Buiok automobile which he was
driving. The automobile was being
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