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Page Two THE PILOT. Southern Pines. North Carolina Friday, April 6, 1945. THE PILOT > • PUBLISHED EACH FRIDAY BY THE PILOT. INCORPORATED SOUTHERN PINES, NORTH CAROLINA 1941 JAMES BOYD « Publisher 1944 MRS. JAMES BOYD - • Publisher DAN S. RAY .... General Manager ■feESSIE CAMERON SMITH . . . EDITOR EDITH P. HASSELL . . SOCIETY EDITOR CHARLES MACAULEY . . . CITY EDITOR CONTRIBUTING EDITORS HELEN K. BUTLER WALLACE IRWIN •STAFF SGT. CARL G. THOMPSON, JR. •SGT. JAMES E. PATE •PVT. DANIEL S. RAY. Ill crusade for Dumbarton Obks should be made at home. Definite understanding of the plan should be arrived at, including if pos sible all secrets. If Lippmann is wrong he should be puT right; if he is right, the people should be told and the State Department should make the necessary cor rections in its own publicity. Then the people of the country might have a fair chance of un derstanding* the plan, of making up their mind about it, and, if they want it different, of saying so before it is too late.—KLB SUBSCRIPTION RATES ONE YEAR . . . *3.00 SIX MONTHS .... *1.50 THREE MONTHS 75 ENTERED AT THE P06TOFFICE AT SOU THERN Pines, N. c., as second class MAIL MATTER. WHO IS RIGHT? Americans who are trying to mqke up their minds about the future peace organization are hav ing a hard time. They are being buffeted back and forth between the conflicting statements of com mentators and experts whom they have come to trust. It is no wonder that they are bewildered, for instance, when two such men as Wells and Lippmann inter pret the Dumbarton Oaks pro posals so differently. Wells has recently written forcibly in favor of trusteeship for colonies. This plan would certainly necessitate a strong central government with power to act. It would have to take responsibility, to govern and also to protect. At the opposite extreme is Lippmann, stressing only the consultative aspect of the proposed organization. “The heart of the thing,” he says, “is not the technique of enforcing the peace, which will haye to be worked out in specific conven tions, nor voting, which can never be important, but the agreement to consult in order to agree.” While these men, and it would seem all other writers and think ers of importance in the country, are concerning themselves with this vital question, the State De partment is also entering the^ field of discussion as a major par ticipant. Armed with the wea pons of radio, the press, the cine ma, it is laying down a heavy barrage of publicity and propa ganda which is to culminate in “Dumbarton Oaks Week”, when, between April 16th to 22nd, the country is to be roused to a point of enthusiasm for the plan that will make its acceptance at the San Francisco conference a fore- ' gone conclusion. ' In order to bring about this happy evei^t, it would seem that the people will haye to decide first just what Dumbarton Oaks is, and before they can be ex pected to do so. Wells, Lippmann and all those who stand some where between the two, not to mehtion the State Department it self, will have to come to some agreement. They are at present very far apart. To quote Lipp mann again: “It is generally be lieved that we are forming an organization in which all the members watch each other, and stand ready to band together to coerce one another, but the Dum barton Oaks plan, rightly under stood, is not. another version of the league to enforce peace.” It is certain that many will read , this statement with surprise for many people believe the main reason for the plan is to try to enforce peace. And among those many people is the State Depart ment. The movie made under its auspices, “to show how the thing is supposed to work”, shows its very Hollywood diplomats as sembling in marble halls, the inev itable row with the sinister mem ber of Nazi appearance and the immediate mobilizing of all the forces of the other united nations to suppress the revolt. Nothing could more definitely give the impression of all the members banding together to coerce one of their number. The very impres sion Lippmann assures us to be false. There is here a most unfortun ate contradiction. If persisted in it will be a great danger to the success of the future plan. That it exists, that the plan is so un clear as to be open to such dif ferences of interpretation, opens the way to fruitless bickering not only among the people of our country and those of the others, but among the delegates of all nations soon to assemble at San Francisco. The outlook has not been improved by the sudden revelation of the secret voting agreement made at Yalta. The agreement itself is not necessar ily bad, though it appears to con tradict one of the most important clauses of Dumbarton Oaks. But nothing could have been more confidence-ishaking than the man ner of its announcement. The shadow of Wilson’s secret com mitments grew black on the hor izon. , It would seeni that the, first move in the Administration’s ARMY DAY! Friday, April 6, is Army Day. Authorized by Congress, and invoked each year by Presidential Proclamation, Army Day in this Spring of 1945 is a day for great rejoicing, even as it is a day of heavy-hearted sadness and sol emnity. It is fitting that Americans should rejoice on this day in the knowledge that our victorious ar mies are sweeping relentlessly forward to a glorious peace. And it is with a special sort of pride that we reflect upon the young men and women of America who constitute the military and naval might of this nation, and whose valor and unflinching devotion are making a victorious peace pos sible. Yet we must pause sadly, to re flect upon the thousands upon thousands of our own sons who have died, and will die to make victory possible. We must give thought to the millions of our troops suffering untold privations on foreign fields, (iefending our land and our spiritual heritage unto death f need be. In the full pride of our Ameri canism we must resolve to con- linue to shoulder our share of the bu:|’dens of war in order that vic tory may be speedily attained. ' In every community in pur na tion there is a home front job to be done. From the roaring foun dries and blast furnaces in our cities to the broad sweep of farm woodlands that link them, there is a job for every man to do. In our own community the choice is simple. Here grows that great product of nature that is one of our nation’s most vital mil itary assets. Here grow our for ests. Here are the high grade woods that pulpwood workers cut into the very sinews of war. Our special job, therefore, is to produce the pulpwood from these forests that keep our men supplied with ammunition, clothing, food —in fact, 700,000 tools of warfare. America is not only a unity of states. It is from the united will and effort of all her people in all her states, that America draws her strength. my head, and eat three big hot meals a day, while infantrymen die? Well, I dare because here I am, that’s that. If a man in the rear echelon thinks he has a raw deal of some kind, the thought of doughboys suffering isn’t going to stop him from demanding a square deal. Each of us, in actu ality, lives 99 percent in his own sphere, with its own order of sa’crifice and its own standards of right & wrong. The catch is in the other 1 percent, which is stronger with some than with others. What a confused world we live in! ... ” From the way this boy writes you’d think he was sleeping on a bed of roses. He’s had his knocks, but he isn’t going in for self pity. April Fool, I believe I said, is past. So when I tell you a snake story it’s true. By training I’m more of a fiction writer than a reporter, and there’s a possibility that I have twisted my snake the least little bit to make him fit the plot. Mrs. George Jenks—I’m not mentioning her husband, because this isn’t his story—lives in Broadhearth”, a charming house in the “Crisis” that General Wash ington said “were worth a regi ment” that cold December night in 1776 when our army rallied and took Trenton? “Common Sense” was the direct forerunner of the Declaration of Indepen dence, Tom Paine “citizen of the world”, fighting Quaker, how much we of 1945 owe you! YOUNG MRS. BRAND by Robert Hichens. BURNED FINGERS by Kath leen Norris. RED FRUIT by Temple Bailey. A TIME TO DIE by Hilda Law rence. APARTMENT IN ATHENS by Glenway Westcott. This is the story that brings to all who read it a poignant realization how blessed we are in America to have been spared in this wkr the horror of occupation by the Nazi. We have read newspaper and magazine accounts of un thinkable brutalities by the en- femy but only when a sensitive, brilliant author gives us a “novel” such as this does the sickening reality come into our conscious ness of what it would be to have a Nazi lodged in our homes. “It is not easy to tell this kind of do- on,a flowery hill. Her intimate mestic ordeal and do it justice garden is surrounded by an ivied Sand Box Being Filled Weekly BY WALLACE IRWIN J. Llewllyn Lewis’s April Fool joke should be in the discard by now, since the day of pranks is almost a week stale. So let’s pre tend that it’s all good clean fun with a hearty sadistic laugh as its climax. The miners and the operators, let’s say, never meant no harm to nobody. How’s that for a basis of agreement? A soldier has written a letter from the Western Front; and be cause is is such a reasonable an alysis of our home disputes-and their reaction on the fighting G. I., I wish you would read a few paragraphs: “I note, Ma, your extreme ir ritation with j. Llewellyn Lewis for giving notice of intent to strike. Me, I’m puzzled along with being irritated. That is, I don’t possess much information, and can’t be sure where the blame be longs. Lewis cuts a horrible ugly figure in the public prints, and this boogy-man quality is prob ably what makes is so hard for him. Last time his boys struck I lashed out too, just like every body else. I think I’d distribute the blame somewhat. Workers and their leaders, war or no war, don’t like to see their emoluments swallowed up in the pockets of their employers; and the employ ers are usually equally intrans- igeant and with as little justice. “Hence I’d guess that,the fail ure reaches to the highest plane in the guise of the War Labor Board, which somehow isn’t strong enough to resolve the dis putes it was formed to resolve. It looks more like political tim idity than anything else. Of course the step of moving the Army in on tied-up war plants isn’t timidity, but it is both wasteful and distasteful, and it wouldn’t be necessary if the La bor Board’s word were law . . . “There’s another lyay of consid ering all this: to wit, the how- dare-you-while-soldiers-die line of reasoning. It has its logic on the plane of personal conscience; elsewhere it doesn’t mean a thing. There never was equality of sacrifice in a war, and there never will be. How dare I, for in stance, sleep soundly on ah Army cot with three blankets above and two beneath and a pillow under wall. Please keep your mind on that wall. It’s part of the plot, Elsie, who is Mrs. Jenks’ famil iar spirit, was gazing out with her usual calm capable smile when she saw a snake perform ing rope tricks along the ivy. It was a small snake and adolescent. Elsie—and I’m not sure that she isn’t going to turn out to be the heroine of this yarn—seized the nearest tool at hand. A parasol, perhaps? It doesn’t matter. Any how, she swatted the varmint, and that was that. Or was it? Looking around she saw that the adolescent had a twin, who was actively vine-twin ing around the ivy. Emergently Elsie whacked down her weapon (parasol?) and the score was two up. That, you’d think,- would be a fair day’s work for a serpicide. But look what’s coming. Mrs. Jenks, whose spiritual statute ex ceeds her physical proportions by about 6 feet, appeared on the back porch to behold a wonder out of the zoo. There stood Elsie point ing her weapon (parasol?) at a snake which you have to describe by spread-eagling both arms. This lengthy twister, embedded in the ivy was, perhaps, the mother of the slaughtered twins. Elsie was advancing on the coiled, indig nant monster when Mrs. Jenks held up an arresting hand. Mrs. Jenks had an idea. A charming idea. A snake charming idea. She had been reading a book on Mother India; how Hin du fakirs tootle flutes at cobras, with mutually pleasant results. Mrs. Jenks had no flute. But she can whistle. She searched her repertoire, and the first tune that came up was “My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean.” She had hardly finished the first bar when the lady-snake began to relax; she untied her tail, she raised her head languorously, a sentimental light came into her eyes. When Mrs. Jenks got tired of “My Bon nie” she tackled “Old Black Joe”, with such effect that the serpent fell into a swound . . . I don’t I know how to finish this and bring it up to an artful climax. Nobody told' me what happened next. And if I have dis torted the facts, Mrs.' Jenks is going to speak to me severely.#So I’m in a pickle, whatever I do. witho^it either exaggerating it or making a mockery of it” but Mr. Westcott has done a beautiful piece of work> that will impress all who read if with his gift as a story teller who has a message. There are a number of very good bpoks for young people: BOMBER PILOT by Harkins. WAGS AT WORK: the “Three B’s in the AAF, by Hess. GAIL GARDNER WINS HER CAP, by Sutton. BOYS BOOK OF ELECTRIC ITY by Small. DANGER ON OLD BALDY by Bell. DR. ELLEN by De Leeuw. YEA! WILDCATS! by Tunis. —The Reader PINEBLUFF TO ENTER RED CROSS WORK In Your Library Miss Lena Stewart, who has held a position in the Personnel Department of the Library of Congress, Washington, has leave of absence to go overseas as a Red Cross worker. She is at American University, Washing ton, for two weeks of intensive training after which she will be assigned for duty. She came home for Easter with her parents in Pinebluff. Members of the family coming to see Miss Stewart over the week-end were: A. H. Buchan of Mullins, S. C., Mr. and Mrs. E. R. Buchan of Kinston, Mrs. John Buchan and Jonathan E., Ill, of Cassett, S. C., Miss Idell Buchan of Gastonia, Miss Flora Buchan of Sanford, and Mr. and Mrs. J. W. Carrington of Washington, D. C., and Winder, Ga. to the Court for the relief demand ed in said complaint. The defend ant wiy further take notice that the deposition of the plaintiff will be taken before Jane B. Sea well commissioner, at 10 o’clock in the A. M. May IQ, 1945 at the office of H. F. Seawell, Jr., to be used as evidence in this matter. This the 29th day of March, 1945. JOHN WILLCOX, Clerk Superior Court of Moore County. A6-27. NOTICE OF SALE OF PERSONAL PROPERTY Pursuant to the order of sale heretofore made in the Matter of Mrs. Lillian G. Leathern Estate, by the Superior Court of Moore County, the qndersigned admin istrator, will on the 10th day of April, 1945, at 11 o’clock, A. M., at the front door of the Citizens Bank & Trust Co., in Town of Southern Pines, N. C., expose to public sale to the highest bidder for cash, the following articles of personal property, viz: 29 sterling silver teaspoons; 6 sterling silver forks; 7 sterling silver knives; 4 Jarge sterling sil ver spoons; 6 sterling silver cof fee spoons; 1 sterling silver Sal ad spoon; 6 sterling silver Ice Tea spoons; 1 diamond ring; 1 neck lace, 2 brooches, 2 stick pins, 1 ear drop; 1/locket and 1 ring. Terms of s.ale: Cash. Time of sale: 11 a. m. April 10, 1945. Place of sale: Front Door Citi zens Bank & Trust Co., Southern Pines, N. C. This March 28, 1945. S. R. Hoyle, Administrator. ALLIE McINTOSH ANTIQUES W. Broad St. Southern Pines 4 Blocks South of Post Office Mrs. Adcox Is Hostess The Woman’s Auxiliary of the Methodist Church met in the home of Mrs. Ollje Adcox Tues day afternoon. Mrs. J. L. Deyoe had charge of the program, the subject of which was ‘Three Lives.” After the business meet ing refreshments were served. 24H0UR SERVICE Bring It Today Get It TomorrowV Or Better Yet PHONE 9281 or 8223 We will call for and deliver on pick-up and delivery days. DeLuxe Dry Cleaners Aberdeen, N. C. The Boys at the front need all the help you can give them- BUY WAR BONDS Anglow Tweeds nnnttnmnnntnt PHONE 6222 SANDHILL TAXIS 24>Hour Service Southern Pines Plumbing and Heating Services L. V. O’Callaghan Telephone 5341 Southern Pines JEFFERSON INN Centrally located on a quiet side street J. F. Carter, Owner New Hampshire Ave. J. B. Gifford, Manager Southern Pines ofandliills ^^uneral ome AMBULANCE SERVICE SOUTHERN PINES. N. C. TELEPHONE 8111 A. B. PATTERSON. Mor. rmntnnmnmmtinmtm:: LOOKING FOR A BLUEBIRD by Joseph Wechsberg. Amusing, worldly short stories by a young Czechoslavakian itinerant mus ician who has proven himself a gifted writer. THREE WHO LOVED by Ed ita Morris. These three short [ stories, the scenes all laid in Sweden, are very unusual, skilL ful, penetrating. They tell of the love of the animal, high spirited, joyous servant girl of Dalecarlia who comes to Stockholm; of the radiant love of a mute boy in a numb, cold, drear village; of the unselfish love of a deaconess in a “creche” where the dregs of a great city pass dramatically thru her care. THE CROSS AND THE AR ROW by Albert Maltz. A thriller of inside Germany in August 1942. Scene in a camouflaged fac tory towh where an act of sabo tage spreads before the disturbed reader the vile processes by which the Nazi has managed to brutalize and debase its own. BLACK BOY by Richard Wright. This is an autobiography. It has a great deal of dialogue, detail and violence. It is a stirring story. The miracle is not so much that a black boy, but that any boy, could survive and surmount the squalor, sordid brutality of such an emotionally disturbing and cruel childhood and become a gifted and leading citizen and not a degenerate. SELECTED WORKS OF TOM PAINE, edited by Howard Fast. No better sign in our times than that Americans are reading Paine again. How many of us recall that it was the miracle of his words Personals Miss Algie Smith of Phieffer Junior College spent the Easter holidays with her parents. Mrs. Cadwallader Benedict spent several days last week in Sanford visiting friends. Mr. and Mrs. Douglas Allison and children of Henderson were week-end visitors in town. . Mrs. Lawton Foushee and chil dren of Durham spent several days in the 'home of Mrs. Fou- shee’s mother, Mrs. J. R. Lampley. Mrs. Lampley returned to Dur ham with her Monday to spend some time. /Miss Marguerite Deyoe of Spring Hope was a Sunday visi tor in town. June Reece, s l|c, of the Naval Air Station at Melbourne, Fla., is spending his furlough with his parents. Miss Hannah Moger of Flora Macdodald College spent the Eas ter holidays with her parents. Pvt. Donald Collins of Camp Blanding, Fla., is spending a ten- day furlough with his parents, Mr. and Mrs. J. L. Collins. NORTH CAROLINA, MOORE COUNTY. IN THE SUPERIOR COURT NOTICE OF SERVICE OF SUM MONS BY PUBtJiCATipN AND TO TAKE DEPOSI TION. James F. Smith vs. Josephine McLeod Smith The defendant Josephine Mc Leod Smith will take notice that an action entitled as above has been commenced in the Superior Court of Moore County, to ob tain divorce on the grounds of two years separation, and the said defendant will further take notice that she is required to ap pear at the office of the Clerk of the Superior Court of said Coun ty in the Court House at Carth age, N. C., on the 1st day of May, 1945, and answer or demur to the complaint of the plaintiff in said action, or the plaintiff will apply ‘felephone 6161 J. N. Powell, Inc. Funeral Home 24 hour Ambulance Service H. Stanley Austin Manager Southern Pines For Sale Having sold my property I will offer the following items at pri vate sale: , Antique Clocks ^ (Jpliolsterers’ arid Caltinet Workers’ Supplies Some Good Auto Cushions Odds and Ends of Lumber One Good Counter Money Drawer Paints, Oil, Stains and Colors Steel Miter Box Some Furniture, my odds and ends The sooner you come the more choice there will he. L. T. Newcomer Highway No. 1 Midway Between Aberdeen and Pinebluff, N. C. Miisica Maestro... Have a Coke (MAKE WITH THE MUSIC) ...or the cue to making friends in Cuba At fiesta time the gay little isle of Cuba is a mighty cosmopolitan corner of the globe—where the familiar American greeting Have a Coke is just as happily understood as their own native Salud. From Hanover to Havana, the pause that threshes with friendly Coca-Cola has become a symbol of the good-neighbor spiriti BOniED UNDER AUTHORITY OF THE COCA-COU COMPANY »Y COCA-COLA BOTTUNG CO.. ABEBDEEN. 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