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THE PILOT, Soathern Pines, North Carolina
THE PILOT
Fnblishcd Each Friday By
THE PILOT. INCORPORATtO
Southern Pines, North Carolina
JAMES BOYD
Publisher
DAN S. RAY - - - General Manager
BESSIE CAMERON SMITH - - - Editor
CHARLES MACAULEY - - - City Editor
EDITH POATE HASSELL - - Society Editor
CONTRIBUTING EDITORS
HELEN K. BUTLER WALLACE IRWIN
»SGT. CARL G. THOMPSON, JR.
•SGT. JAMES E. PATE
SUBSCRIPTION RATES
ONE YEAR I3.M
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THREE MONTHS .7*
Entered at tho Postoffice at Southern Pines,
N C., as second class mail matter.
EDUCATION
THE REMEDY
The findings of the Gallup Poll
this past month are disturbing.
To think that a fairly large pro
portion of our people do not
know that the Japs hold the Phil
ippines, or what a reciprocal
trade treaty is, or that two thirds
of us think that Lend-Lease is a
one-way affair, and that one
third think that we once belong
ed to the League of Nations, this
comes as a decided shock. We
hardly like to add the deplorable
fact that apparently a great
many people have never heard,
to recognize it for what it is, of
the Bill of Rights.
This ignorance is further ex
emplified in the crooked think
ing shown in another poll last
week. In it people were asked
their opinions about post-war
international government. A
great majority was in favor of it;
also they agreed that force must
play a part in it: there must be
an international police. To that
extent we have learned some
thing from the fiasco of
1919. But only to that extent. For
most of the people polled said
that the international force must
not be allowed to be bigger than
the armed forces of the United
States. Which is tantamount to
saying that it is all right to have
a policeman in town as long as
he is a little bit of a man, much
smaller than any potential crimi
nal. Obviously if every country
took this attitude the interna
tional conception of peace and
order would be licked before it
started.
Education is thd remedy. We
have, graduating from our coun
ty schools alone this year, almost
three hundred children. A
small proportion of them will go
to college; the majority has com
pleted the formal part of their
education. Most of the schools at
tempt some form of current
events. It may be called, as here
in Southern Pines, “War Geog
raphy”, or perhaps simply “Gov
ernment”, but, whatever the
name, such classes purport to
give to the student the funda
mentals of history and the inter
national set-up. Judging by last
week’s polls it would seem that
the results of all this study are
not satisfactory. Something must
be wrong.
The blame rests on two groups:
the educators and the parents of
the children. To attempt to eval
uate the degree of blame of the
educators is to wade, and ultim-
ately to drown in the bog of our
educational System. The argu
ments between the believers in
fundamental learning as opposed
to vocational training; between
those who think that learning a
smattering of everything, from
Spanish to interior decorating, is
more important than mastering a
few basic subjects—these de
bates, and all the others, are nev
er-ending. And, actually, the
main body of blame rests not
with the educators but with the
parents. It is the parents who
are the voters, who elect the men
who appoint the educators. It is
their lack of interest in the edu
cation of their children which
allows the shockingly low pay
to our teachers, the over-crowd
ing which makes impossible good
teaching. This situation will con
tinue to- exist until the citizens
of the country take enough inter
est in their children’s education
to elect the right people to office,
to insist on their concerning
themselves with this problem
and, further, on the appointment
to local school boards of quali
fied members who, well educat-
ed themselvGs, have such a keen
interest in their job that they
will study the problems, visit
other schools, talk to educators,
insist on the highest standards
obtainable and help to make
them possible.
It will be observed that no
mention is made of the students
themselves. Quite rightly. The
young people who go to our
schools are the finest material a
teacher could ask for. Their av
erage mentality is good, their
health excellent, in point of view
they are full of ambition, looking
toward life with touching expec
tation of high hopes to be fulfill
ed.
This year, as last, our gradu
ating classes lobk out on a world
torn by strife. That they have
carried on through their senior
year with unabated enthusiasm
and diligence is a tribute to their
character. As they step forward
bravely to take up the burden
that life has become for all of
us now, we wish them good luck.
They have little cause for confi
dence in us, heaven knows; but,
for what it may be worth, we
pledge them our
support.
vick Tax Collector and Dr. Edwin
Gladmon Health Officer.
1904
The prospects for a fine fruit sea
son have never been better. This
makes the fourth successive ffuit
year enjoyed by this section. About
30,000 crates of fruit were shipped
from Southern Pines’ station last
season.
Southern Pines graded schools clos
ed on Friday. The enrollment for
the year was one hundred and the
average attendance about eighty.
Friday, June 2, 1944.
peanuts now and then. And scup-
pernongs too, yum, yum! To stand
under a vine and regale oneself with
that most luscious of all grapes cool
ed by the early morning dew just as
the great red orb of day illumines
the eastern horizon is an experience
gustation never to be forgotten
THE WAR
FUND DRIVE
The results of the Red Cross
War Fund Drive, tabulated in
the news section, should bring
satisfaction to the people of
Moore County. Almost every
town exceeded its quota.
That, of course, is only right
and fitting. But it is something
to be quietly proud of.
Included in that pride should
be the men and women who
made this result possible, who
gave their time and energy to
raising the fund. They worked
hard and they worked intelli
gently, with perserverance and
with imagination. They are to be
congratulated. May the Moore
County Red Cross always have
the good fortune to find such
leaders in this, one of the hard
est of its tasks.
1899
Clark J. Brown, Esq., President
of the Fayetteville and Albemarle
. , Railroad, has been attending to busi-
unwavering' ness in Fayetteville this week.
I. N. Parker, colored, for riding
his bicycle over the six mile limit
was fined $1.00 and cost before May-
Brown last Wednesday, the to-
being $5.75.
or
tal
Now and Then
BY A. S. NEWCOMB
The Passing
Years
BY CHARLES MACAULEY
FIRST WEEK OF JUNE
1943
Twenty-eight members of the class
of 1943 of the Southern Pines High
School received their diplomas
Thursday night.
First Baptist Church of West Sou
thern Pines destroyed by fire.
In an unprecedented action the
leading merchants of Southern Pines
agreed to close their places of busi
ness every Wednesday for the next
three months.
John Frank Stevens dies.
1939
Southern Pines High School grad
uates record class of 38.
James Schwartz buys Reinecke
residence.
Dr. John Berry dies.
Sou-
1934
Twenty-nine graduate from
them Pines High School.
Mrs. Flaschlander sailed from Bal
timore on the “City of Baltimore”
for Hamburg on Saturday to be gone
two months. Miss Wally will man
age the Park View during her ab
sence.
Mrs. Mary R. McNeill dies.
1929
Sixteen graduated at Southern
Pines High School. Helen M. Bark-
mer, Neill C. Cameron, Stuart Cam
eron, Mary E. Chandler, Ella L. Chat-
field, George R. Chatfield, Mary L.
Currie, Lockie G. Hall, Margaret E.
Olmstead, Helen E. Packard, Gil
bert J. Renegar, Bernice I. Reynolds,
Dorothy B. Richardson, Margaret E.
Wilson, Junius L. Windham,- James
L. Williamson, Jr.
1926
The first peaches, Mayflowers, lo oe
came from Sugg’s orchard. 75 cents -swank. Ice was $1.00 per cwt. when
I was a Yankee borm and a
Yankee bred
BUT when I die. I’ll be a Tar
heel dead.
Forty years! Great Scott, tempus
certainly does fugit! When I alighted
from a train at Southern Pines Jan
uary 4th, 1904, in the midst of a
howling storm, I had no more idea of
establishing residence in North Caro
lina than a cat has of crutches or
Himmler has of heaven. I put up at
the Piney Woods Inn, which burned
in 1910, and after a fidgety night en
livened by pounding radiators that
sounded like an ack-ack bombard
ment, I shuffled about the town in
two inches of snow and two feet of
galoshes wondering why in heck
anybody would want to live in such
a place.
The thing that struck me most
forcefully was the lack of pines, for
the only specimens of the pinus pal-
ustris standing here then were de
crepit old remnants of the forest
primeval that were left behind as
useless when their sturdy brothers
were ruthlessly fed into the insatia
ble maws of sawmills and planers.
Virtually all the longleaf pine here
now have grown from seed or from
transplanted saplings in the last four
decades.
When I returned to the hotel, I
said to, the proprietor, Charles St.
John, “Where are your pines? Trot
out your pines. Is this called South
ern Pines because its people pine
for pines?”
But the next day the sun beamed
bright and balmy and despite the
paucity of pines the air was laden
with their redolence. As time passed,
the bracing atmosphere and the
friendly spirit of the residents with
their pleasant “Howdys” and “Maw-I
nin’ Suhs” had their effect, and be
fore I knew it I found myself liking
the Sandhills. My mother, wife and
sisters who were with me were sim
ilarly affected, so we hired a cottage.
When spring came with, its cool
nights, effusion of flowers and mul
titude of feathered songsters, the
feminine members of my household
concluded that this was a good place
to spend winters and I decided to
make it home. So I built a house at
Lakeview, have lived in the Sand
hills ever since and expect to live
here till I die. And I’ve had a bang-
up good time.
It was primitive here 40 years ago,
extremely so. In its booklet South-^
ern Pines boasted “more painted
houses than any other town of its
size in the state”. And most of them
were screened! Elsewhere, even in,
many of the larger cities of the
South, screens were generally look
ed upon as superfluous affectation
of social climbers striving to be
At least, that’s what they tell me.
I never tried it myself. I prefer bed
in the morning.
In the fall of 1904 I sold our old
home at Biddeford (retaining one at
Biddeford Pool for summer occupan
cy) packed its contents in a freight
car, shook the mud of Maine from
my feet and said good-bye to north
ern winters. The freight agent told
me the car would not arrive at Lake-
view in less than a month. I spent
two days crating and loading there
and three days uncrating and un
loading here, but the car arrived in
three weeks, record time. Some fif
teen years ago the family of a wo
man to whom I had sold a house at
Knollwood went to bed in their home
in Massachusetts Sunday night and
the next Thursday slept in the same
bed at Knollwood. A truck driver
had brought all her furnishings and
placed them as indicated on blue
prints in three days. Some different
from my three weeks. The world sho
do move.
After having lived here four or
five years, I used to try to imagine
what the Sandhills would be like
fifty years from then. It has long
since passed my most extravagant
anticipation. What it will be fifty
years hence neither I nor anybody
else can tell. But thb climate will
undoubtedly be the same.
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CHAUFFEURS' LICENSES
All North Carolina chauffers’ li
censes are issued for one year and
expire at midnight June, 30, 1944.
Therefore, it is urged by the Direct
or, Ronald Hocutt of the Highway
Safety Division, that applications be
made prior to that date to avoid pos
sible delay in truck and bus opera
tions in the present emergency.
Examiners have been accepting
applications since May 22nd.
The law requires all applicants for
chauffeurs’ licenses, who carry pub
lic passengers, to be twenty-one (21)
years old, and those who haul pub
lic property to be eighteen (18) years
old.
The fee for chauffeur’s license is
two dollars ($2.00).
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for a large basket, 35 cents for the
smaller packages.
Bruce H. Lewis of Brevard, N. C.
opens law office in Southern Pines.
you could get it, which was now and
then. Electric refrigerators were un
heard of. We kept our milk and but
ter, along with other perishables, in
the well. A local man who kept a
cow supplied us with butter, good
and wholesome but fresh and white
Educational Policies for the Children
Endowments for the Workers
1921
Mr. and Mrs. Frank Kaylor and ana wnite
Mrs. Wesley Viall spent Sunday in drifted snow. In a spirit of help-
Raleigh, guests of Mr. Kaylor’s pa
rents.
The Wolf Cubs were organized
some weeks ago by E. E. Bickford.
This is an organization for boys un
der the scout age, that is under
twelve years of age.
1914
Hot - weather. On Thursday the
mercury reached 99 (m Mr. Junge’s
porch and 97 at the home of Mr. C.
B. Grout. The weather forecasters
do not give much encouragement
that the dry spell will be broken
for several days. On Thursday after
noon some of the firemen wet the
streets from the hydrants in the
business section. The swish of the
water had a cheerful sound.
1908
Board of Commissioners elect G.
S. Burleigh Water Superintendent at
fulness and, I must admit, a modi
cum of selfishness, for I like good
butter, I suggested with all the tact
at my command that he salt and col
or it. “I’d be glad to, suh,” he said,
I can salt it but I don’t know how
to color it”. “Why, buy some butter
coloring at any drug store”, I sug
gested. The next week our butter,
salt as brine, was the color of milk
chocolate. But it beat oleo-margarine
at that. And that recalls an invoca
tion:
Blessings on thee. Margarine;
Hear me this vow rehearse.
I take thee, dearest Margarine,
For butter or for worse.”
Fortunately for me, it was no task
to adjust myself to “them quare sou
thern rations”. I “jest took natcher-
ly” to corn pone, possum meat, hog
jowls and crowders, Brunswick stew,
layer cake, possum pie and innumer
able other local delicacies. I even
E^ugene C. Stevens
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Occidental Life Insurance Co. of Raleigh, N. C.
Fire Association of Philadelphia
Hartford Fire Insurance Company of Hartford. Conn.
Hartford Accident and Indemnity Company of Hartford. Conn.
Indemnity Insurance Company of North America. Philadelphia. Pa.
Insurance Company of North America. Philadelphia. Pa.
North Carolina Home Insurance Company. Raleigh. N. C.