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THE PILOT. Southern Pines. North Carolina
Friday, July 30, 1948.
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PERSHING
AUCTION SALE
Word of the Jaycees’ auction
sale tonight (Friday) did not
reach The Pilot in time for us
to give it the full measure of
publicity we should have liked.
However, we hope it will take
only one mention in the press to
get everybody in this community,
and from every rural route, to
Carthage between 6 and 8 o’clock
this evening, to add their dollars
to the building fund of the Cen
tral Carolina Polio hospital at
Greensboro.
This new hospital, financed by
contributions from all the coun
ties it will serve, will be another
■ great step toward making this
state one of the best prepared in
the land for looking after its
polio victims in the best possible
fashion.
It- is hard to imagine a more
worthy or appealing call. The
Jaycees have planned this as a
countywide event. For those who
like to get something tangible in
return for their money, there will
be articles of all sorts on sale. For
all who take part there will be
the knowledge that their dollars
are paying lor something whose
value cannot be measured in
money.
MT. HOPE
We are glad to note the pur
chase of additional acreage by
the town board for future expan
sion of Mt. Hope, cemetery, so
that never within foreseeable
years will Southern Pines come
up against that problem which
has many towns and cities baf
fled: where shall we lay our dead
in beauty and decency?
With a large addition already
terraced and many plots marked
out, the newer part can await the
need, with no hurry about it de
velopment. That it will some day
be needed is certain; that it
would later cost a good deal more
is almost as sure.
And now, with pride in our
beautiful cemetery, so beautiful
ly designed, the older part
with its ancient crumbling stones
fitting in with placid harmony
alongside the new, it is not too
early to bespeak a cherished
thought.
Could not the designing of the
new acreage include a large open
space for an Easter sunrise ser
vice? Many places have them-
ours would be but one of hun
dreds; yet it would have a very
special mieaning here.
Easter is our time, in this
springtime village; a time when
visitors are here from many
places. We provide them every
thing in the way of flowering
loveliness, entertainment, hos
pitality. Except for the regular
services of our churches we give
them nothing significant of
Easter.
In our cernetery, Mt. Hope, lie
buried not only the forefathers
of pioneer families living here
today, but many whose ties are
all far distant—^people who came
to the Sandhills for a year, or 20
years; who called them home but
have no relations here ever to
visit or put a flower on their
graves.
People who came to Pinehurst
as well as Southern Pines to
spend their declining years in
this gentle air are buried at Mt.
Hope. As those who once knew
them go on, there are in many
cases none left who ever called
. them by their names.
Easter could be a time for a
communal act of respect to these
honored dead, to show that they
are not forgotten: that in death,
as in life, they belong to us, their
adopted neighbors and friends.
And those of us who feel rea
sonably sure that some day we
shall lie there will be heartened
by the knowledge that, each
Easter in this place of hallowed
beauty, prayers wiU be said, the
loved old songs be sung and the
Christian truth of the Resurrec
tion be proclaimed.
The flag of the Southern Pines
post office, as did all others in
the land, flew at half mast Mon
day of last week during the hours
of the funeral service of General
Pershing.
In every city, town and village
“Black Jack” was honored and
sorrowed as few, if any, military
men have ever been before.
Everywhere, among the great
and among the plain, reminis
cences of this great American
general were told and retold.
Our own reminiscence is a
small one. It has to do with
a teen-ager let out of school with
the rest of the students to watch
a parade of Army men down a
wide street in Richmond, Va.
These were men newly returned
from France. It was a very hot
day. The march was an informal
one. The lines were uneven and
ranks were broken from time to
time as the men stopped to drink
lemonade from stands hastily set
up for the purpose.
But there was nothing informal
about the man who rode at their
head.' He was handsome, trim,
every inch a soldier. The memory
of him has remained a vivid one
though many others, which
should have stood out far more,
have faded and died.
It is only of late years that
many of us have found out how
much all of us truly owe to Per
shing—brilliant soldier, great
leader and American to the core.
This is a man no future histori
ans will ever “debunk.” Many of
our troubles of the past few years
would have been averted had
others in power listened to him,
maintained his policies.
He believed in occupation of a
conquered land until not only the
winning of the war, but the shape
of the peace, was assured. They
overruled him on that after
World War 1. Though he is dead,
his spirit commands us again and
it is in obedience to that com
mand that the B-29’s are flying
into Berlin, and will keep fly
ing, until the Russian blockade
is loosened.
In Arlington cemetery today,
the Unknown Soldier and the
Known Soldier lie side by side.
GRACELESS GARB
While it is true that “clothes
do not make the man,” it is a
recognized fact that neatness of
attire and neatness of living go
hand in hand, with no clear way
of determining whether one
{presses in orderly fashion be
cause one is orderly within- or
whether the mental and moral
order are assisted by the outward
appearance of it.
In any case, we find ourselves
looking forward to the time when
young people again appreciate
the value and charm of tidiness,
and deplore the current fashion
which puts a premium on a slop
py look.
Our teen ager came home not
long ago, wearing her customary
uniform of unevenly-rolled blue
jeans and a long-tailed, flapping
shirt. We heaved a sigh of relief
when she said she had come home
to change.
What she did was change that
flapping shirt for another, and
left again looking just the way
she did before, as far as our dull
ed adult eyes could see.
The young girls in their sloppy
jeans, or that odd get-up of long
shirts , and short shorts, the boys
ganged around the street corner
with too-tight dungarees and
flop-tailed shirts, somehow just
don’t look very cute to us. We
understand that they look very
cute to each other, and that seems
to be the important thing. How
ever, haven’t they always, no
matter what they wore?
Without wishing in any way
to be an old crow cawing doom,
and knowing in any case that
mere parents are helpless against
the dictates of youthful fashion,
we nevertheless find ourselves
wondering: is there some connec
tion between these careless and
unlovely garments, and the care
less and unlovely manners 'we’re
struggling with so often today?
Surely one notices the differ
ence at once, when some rare oc
casion inspires our young to dress
in their best. As if by magic they
become invested again with the
charm of youth we all adore, and
their manners take on a
graciousness no less appealing
because it is unaccustomed.
The blackberry is gaining in
popularity, reports the U. S. De
partment of Agriculture, which
has just issued a new bulletin
called “Growing Erect and Trail
ing Blackberries.”
With fewer animals on farms
and consumer demand very
strong, prices of most livestock
products are at or near record
levels.
It takes about 84 gallons of
water to make one Lee Pre-
Shaped hat.
Dear Pilot,
For nearly three years I have
tried to keep quiet about the lack
of mail delivery because I have
felt that a newcomer should not
be critical of an otherwise perfect
town. Hence nothing has pleased
me as much as your very well-
written editorial on the subject.
When I first heard that there
was no delivery I could hardly
believe my ears. I was told that
people preferred to come after it..
Since then I have asked many
and have found only one man
who says Yes, he prefers to go
after his mail twice a day. (But
when he was gone for a couple
of months his wife did not like
the situation.) It seems like a
hardship when you go into the
post-office on a cold, rainy day
and see an old lady gathering up
the mail for several friends who
are perhaps frailer than she;
when you watch the tired young
mothers lugging one or two child
ren, and often leaving one out
side in a buggy while she waits
in line; when you have to slip and
slide down the hill as we did for
two weeks in February when the
car was snow-bound; and espec
ially when you have the mumps
and know that you will not get
any mail unless some kind friend
offers to bring it.
I have nothing but praise for
the post-office itself. They gave
me a large, box and I enjoy my
contacts with the pleasant and
efficient force. But they would
have easier work if it were not
for the large General Delivery.
And delivering the mail would
create several new jobs for ener
getic young men.
Please keep up your crusade
and the town will rise up and call
you blessed.
KATHERINE N. McCOLL
FOR HOSPITAL
The Pilot
Southern Pines.
Dear Editor,
We feel that it will be of inter
est to you that the Carthage Jay
cees are entering vigorously in
the fight against polio and in the
campaign to raise funds for the
hospital now under construction
in Greensboro. Fogging of the
town by the ground method has
been completed and results, it is
hoped, will be good. '
Wide publicity is being given
to our auction sale ..to ,be held
at the Court House square on
Friday, July 30, with all proceeds
going to the Greensboro hospital.
This is a means by which every
one can actively participate in
this drive.
Yours very truly,
DAN ROBERTS,President,
Carthage Junior Chamber
of Commerce
A TRIBUTE
To the Pilot.
Struthers Burt’s beautiful
tribute to Claude upon his 50th
anniversary, and Claude’s reply
are classics. I feel insignificant
in offering my tribute to one who
was my friend for over 40 years.
“There was only one Claude
Hayes,” was the tribute fre
quently heard last week in
Southern Pines. Claude was origi
nal in all ways. He was taller
than most men: he was six feet
two inches, and his carriage and
the swing of his arms and erect
posture were aU Claude Hayes.
He was one of the builders of
Southern Pines. He had great
vision and foresight. With Dr.
Swett, Dr. Gladmon, Df. Fergu
son, Robert E. Wiley and Dr.
Mudgett he really strove to make
this town what it is. It was a
tiny village when he came here,
and with ;the initiative of the
group I mentioned, it developed
into the fast growing viUage and
center of activity of Moore comi
ty that we now live in. As a town
commissioner, a member of the
schoolboard and a founder of the
Country club, he was always a
leader in everything that wauld
promote the welfare of this com
munity. He was a keystone man,
always among the advocates and
pressure men in forwarding what
was best for Southern Pines.
There was a lighter side to this
kindly man- The late Frank
Buchan frequently said “It is
worth going a hundred miles to
see Claude Hayes umpire a game
of baseball,” and could he um
pire! Alone, unaided and unas
sisted, Claude would stand be
hind the pitcher, and call strikes
and balls, umpire the bases and
could call foul and fair balls ac
curately. He was the umpire ab
solutely. His decisions were given
with an air of authority and a
finality that brooked no ques
tioning. In solitary grandeur, he
ruled. He was sought to officiate
in games in Fayetteville, Raeford,
Laurinburg, and many towns far
distant because they knew he
was fair and could not be*swayed
or influenced.
He was an understanding man,
gentle, kindly and friendly, with
This poster, typifying American aid to Europe, was chosen in a
contest sponsored by the Italian government, and is being used in
Italy to keep the people mindful of their benefits under ERP. It
illustrates the dramatic impact of aid from the USA— “AUSA,” in
the Italian rendition— in the fight to maintain economic and politi
cal stability on the continent. (Courtesy Christian Science Monitor)
Grains of Sand
The Carthage Jaycees’ auction
sale this evening strikes us as one
of the finest things ever planned
in this county . . . Articles con
tributed for the auction will be
sold for dollars to help build the
new Central Carolina Polio hos
pital at Greensboro . . . Everyone
should take part, and gladly, too
. . . Are Jaycees all over the af
fected area doing this sort of
thing? ... If so, our hat is off to
them ... It was the Jaycees at
High Point wh^ set out to raise
$9,000 for the polio hospital in
one day last week . • . And wound
up with something over $25,000
in the kitty ... The way they
did this Wak ncfv’el, tb say Me
least . . . Arid, it probably broke
a few laws, but We are absolutely
sure nobody kicked.
They had “Stop” signs out at
all roads arid highways coming
into town .■. . And when the cars
stopped they were “held up” by
Jaycees who gpod-naturedly re
lieved the occupants of a consid
erable portion of their cash . . .
No firearms were used . . . Only
little blue china household uten
sils of the sort generally found
under the bed in country homes
• . . The lids were tied on the col
lectors’ heads . . . The utensils
were for the cash . . . Signs pro
claimed, “We w'ant a potful of
money!”
Directly ahead of a Southern
Pines driver, a big bus filled with
passengers was stopped . . . The
collector boarded the bus, and
collected from eVerybody on it.
“Folding money” was clipped to
the handle of the potties . . .
Coins clinked inside them . . .
When they were full they were
taken to a central stand where a
Jaycee with microphone held
forth . • . “Spotting” drivers,
sending his happy highwaymen
from one car to another, cajoling,
kidding and loosening those wal
lets.
Let’s all loosen up at the auc
tion sale, folks . . . You’ll never
be called on for a better cause . .
a tender heart, but this was never
on display. It showed mostly in
his many charities, in which Mrs.
Hayes shared. She was always a
sympathetic, constant and loyal
companion. Many a child, a little
boy or little girl, was sent to the
doctor for medical attention or to
the dentist for complete dental
attention. His charities, and those
of Mrs. Hayes, numerous as they
were, were not limited to race,
nationality, or religion. He was
a most unselfish man. He was
a home man, a civic leader sec
ond to none, a great Mason, a de
vout Episcopalian, a real Chris
tian.
Many a Christmas basket with
a complete wardrobe of clothes
for a little girl or boy, found its
way from the Hayes home for
those who needed it, and many of
,the recipients never knew from
whence the gift came’.
In aU activities, which were for
the welfare of the community
aivi its people, he was a leader.
He was a loyal staunch friend, a
champion of the underdog al
ways. He will be missed- We will
not see his like again. “There was
only one Claude Hayes 1”
GEORGE G. HERR
Nor one which can mean more to
your loved ones and yourself, if
polio should strike.
Hdppy birthday to Elaine John
son, who made the big step into
the teens last Saturday.
A press dispatch about one T-4
George C. Wilson, of Southern
Pines, has had us baffled for
about a month and we hereby
call publicly for help in identify
ing this young man ... With four
other American soldiers stationed
in mid-Europe, he went swim
ming off Capodistria in the Yugo
slav zone ... A harmless enough
act in itself, but apparently an
noying to the Yugoslavs, who ar
rested them and held them in de
tention for 10 days • . . The State
Department protested through
the American ambassador at Bel
grade. And they were released at
Albaro Vescova, on the boundary
of the Allied free territory, the
morning of June 26.
In yielding to their impulse for
a swim the American soldiers
found themselves in the midst of
an “international incident” . . .
The trouble is, we can’t find out
a thing about George C. Wilson.
He’s not a member of the Wilson
family at Manly . . . And on a
lead, we consulted Principal J.
W. Moore in West Southern Pines
. . . The name didn’t click with
him . . . He consulted various
young veterans of his part of
town . . . And called later to say
he could find no clues.
Nobody brought us in a first
cotton blossom this year . . We’re
disappointed, too . . . Maybe they
just popped out so fast, in the hot
sun, there was no way of picking
out a “first” . . . However, here’s
a “first” in styles for any cotton
growing section . . . On Sunday,
June 27, Mrs. J. S. Blue of near
Carthage made herself a corsage
of cotton blossoms, and wore it to
church . . . Mighty pretty, too, so
we heard.
Is it true that one of the lady
parishioners of the Carthage
Presbyterian church, a confirmed
Johnsonite, asked her pastor (be
fore the primary) to pray in
church for Johnson’s victory? . .
He didn’t . .' . Maybe he should
have.
Recent news indicates that
Hawaii and Alaska are running
neck and neck in the race for
statehood. . . Hawaii sent Sen.
Guy Cordon of Oregon enough
fresh pineapple to supply the res
taurant tables of the Capitol. . .
Alaska’s “plug” was several hun
dred pounds of salmon. . . It must
mean something to the world at
large to realize that while terri
tories are trying desperately to
become members of this com
monwealth of states, the coun
tries adjacent to Russia are try
ing franticaUy to avoid being co
erced into becoming members of
the Soviet Union.
We hate to say goodbye to the
crepe myrtle blooms on the trees
beside the Belvedere hotel. They
are fading now, after providing a
marvelously beautiful show of
color for the past month—one of
the town’s loveliest summer
sights.
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