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THE PILOT—Soulhern Pines. North Carolina
Friday, December 19, 1952
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Christmas Again
Merry Christmais to all!
The old words, sending good wishes to friends
near and lar, and especially, today, to all Pilot
leaders, carries the same thought: warm thanks,
always, for your friendship: may happiness be
yours, may good come to you at this Christmas-
tide!
Christmias is a celebration that has grown to
include the customs of many lands. Even pagan
festivals, from ancient times add their touch of
gavety and beauty to tne day. The whole com
bines in our Christmas, the time of reunion
with family and friends to which most of us
look as the brightest time of the whol§ year.
As the pattern of Christmas opens up, as the
tapestry, with all its interweaving threads, un
folds, how strange and wonderful it is to see how
the Bible story shines through, giving to each
detail, to every beauty, its inner significance
We draw together, at Christmas, as they were
drawn to the stable in Bethlehem, the wise men
and the shepherds, rich and poor. We give our
gifts, at Christmas, as they gave them, to the
Baby in the, straw. At Christmas our hearts go
out to those less fortunate, in memory of the
stark simplicity of the straw-laid manger, the
quiet animals, the family sheltering from the
indifference of a busy innkeeper. The holly with
which we deck our halls has berries, “red as
any blood,” sing the carols, and the white ber-
r .es of the Druid mistletoe are white with the
innocence of a little baby.
On the very tops of our Christmas trees, we
niace a stai and as we sing the songs of Christ
mas and see the little tinsel star shining high,
a surge of a sure strong hope fills many a heart,
as it did that night in Bethlehem. We sing, as
the angel chorus sang, of peace, good will to-
■'■/ards men, and once again the magic hap
pens and we know that some day the promise
will be fulfilled. *
Welcome Gifts
Southern Pines has had two Christmas gifts
pep out of the stocking: a bus station and a. new
fast streamliner train added tp its transporta
tion faciliies. Both come through the interested
work of some of our citizens and both are very
v/elcom.e, ^
The Silver Comet, that is to stop here on its
trio down from New York, will add greatly to
the traveler’s convenience. It should make
things a lot easier for business people, and those
who crave to get down for their good night’s
sleep under the pines instead of spending it on
the Pullman will take advantage of this way of
attaining that, to many, blissful end. Since the
Diesels banished the lovely, long, mournful
whoo-ooing through the night one of the joys
of train-riding has gone. They say the clickety-
clack of the rail points will soon be a thing of
the past, too, and then there will be no tempta
tion at all towards a night ride. The Silver
Comet’s day run will surely be welcomed by
many, and it is good news that it will no longer
flash through town, in disdainful splendor be
fore the longing eyes of our people, but will, at
least once a day. Stop politely for our con
venience.
As we welcome this addition to our transpor
tation facilities, we suggest this is a good mo
ment for the people of this town to voice their
• gratitude to the Seaboard Railroad for this last
cf their many considerate actions toward our
town. The road has been, we feel, extremely
thoughtful of Southern Pines and the Sandhills.
First they put up the signals at the crossings,
apparently waiving the fact that we, on our
part, have never fulfilled our end of the bargain;
next they put in the handsome and efficient
overhead signal, in order that our fine shrub
bery along the track might be spared. And now,
in answer to many pleas, they have agreed to
stop the streamliner. It should be noted that the
road has been most reluctant to do this, for they
do not feel that it can be an economically practi
cal operation because pf the high cost of stop
ping and starting the Silver Comet on this, the
highest grade on the whole line. In agreeing to
dr it, the SAL is doing us a very real favor. The
Pilot is glad to voice the thanks of our towns
people in return.
As for the bus station, this is a really big
Christmas present for the town. The need for it
has long been critical. Whether or not it can
be a paying project remains problematical, and
those who are attempting to fill this need are
making the experiment as a public service. They
deserve ouil gratitude and support.
So we relish with pride and give thanks for
those two Christmas gifts. They are the pack
ages popping out of the top of the stocking. As
we dig further down we find Knollwood Lake,
the lovely Garden Club planting, the purchase
of the community center, the Bishop plant: those
Finer Carolina welcome additions to our town.
]Vo, 35 — Do You Know Your Old Southern Pines?
THE MAGNIFICAT
My soul doth magnify the Lord.
The Magnificat is the second of the three can-
tides that are associated with the festival of
Christmas and have long been a part of the
liturgy of the Christian church. In the Benedic-
tus, as Zechariah, the aged priest and father of
John the Baptist, sang it to celebrate his son’s
birth, he was uttering the ageless dream that
forms in the paternal heart. . .
The mother of Jesus sang her canticle before
the father of John sang his. Zechariah was in
tire sanctuary busy with the temple ritual; Mary
war at home in a then'undistinguished town in
Galilee. Both of them sang, though Mary’s only
listener was her startled cousin Elizabeth, much
older than she; while Zechariah’s words were
chanted in the presence of worshippers who at
tended the first presentation of John at the
altar.
We observe also that the burden of Zechar
riah’s' song was projected into the future. He
was reciting inspired promises about his late-
bern son. The arfival of a long-hoped-for heir
lifted him to the visualization of long-hoped-for
conditions among his people, conditions that his
son was to bring about. Mary’s song on the con
trary, was a statement of accomplished fact.
At first she appropriated the announcement
of coming motherhood as a blessing to herself.
Her lowly condition is, from this time forward,
to be elevated by the acclaim of all generations
that stall call her blessed. She, of all earth’s
women, has been selected for the mightiest act
of Him “that is great,” and in this personal ex
perience she finds reassurance that God’s lov
ingkindness is from generation to generation to
all that fear Him.
But it is not a personal appropriation only,
extended in her happiness to others who share
her pious devotion to God; she makes clear that
she is aware of a meaning for all mankind in
her private happiness. Her soul magnifies the
Lord because He has already “scattered those
who were haughty in the thoughts of their
hearts” (Weymouth translation). This is the
h imbling of the earth’s proud. “He has cast
monarchs down from their thrones.” This is
the disestablishment of the earth’s powerful.
“The rich he hath sent empty away.” This is the
dfepcssession of the earth’s rich. 'To these acts
against the aristocracies of the world’s wisdom,
power, and riches, she adds the benefits He has
Tower on their hands.
And Editor Hyde comes forth
with the neat retort—“Dear Rev
erend: We wer^ not slanting the
news. We were new sing the
slant.”
He set us right, too, on
another matter, for which we
thank him. We said Mrs. W. A.
Wa.y was the third womain to be
awarded the Kiwanis Builders
Cup. She is the fourth. Others
have been Mrs. T. A. Cheatham of
Pinehurst and Miss Birdilia Bair
and Mrs. Audrey K. Keimedy of
Southern Pines.
Social Note: Mr .Smokey Gordon-
Mann has as his guests his nieces
Misses Sniffles and Kaiinka Dev
ins. who will remain through the
Christmas and New Year holiday
season.
Every time we have run one of these old pic
tures showing a crowd, somebody has popped
up who was there, and can tell us about it. The
figures in this ancient fish fry, or barbecue, or
whatever, are small and we can’t recognize a
soul—nor do we recognize just which section of
local pine woods was the scene.
We hope, however, somebody in the picture
will remember all about it, and let us know.
Grains of Sand
■Luke 1:46
history of the human struggle has been, more
often than not perhaps, attended by excess and
iiorror. And yet revolution has quite as often—
though less obviously—been the result of the
birth of a baby. Somewhere in the world there
may be born today a child upon whom will turn
the destiny of the race. Mary sang to her soli
tary listener that exactly that had taken place.
The promise of the child she had conceived was
the realization of an overturning in human des
tiny.
There is no point in recalling how civilization
turned a corner with the birth of Christ. That
the straight line marked out by this -revolution
ary episode has not always been followed, and
that it is necessary again and again for revolu
tions to occur to keep us in the way of Christ,
subtracts nothing from the actual truth of
M.ary’s daring claim. History is the record of the
turning and overturning of man’s pride, power
£nd affluence, and the rise of the dispossessed
and impoverished who in their turn grow proud
and strong and rich and, in their turn, also are
cast down.
This is no effort to discover a philosophy of
history in the Magnificat of the expectant moth
er in Nazareth. It is simply to observe that she
sang more wisely than she knew; and to point
out that what we see going on in our times is
the thing she saw going on in hers. What is the
end of it?
This we do not know; but it may be interest
ing to point out, the way in which the Benedic-
tus of Zechariah and the Magnificat of Mary
<?applemeut each other. The Benedictus pre
serves for us the unrealized but unforgotten
dream of men for a better world. As John is the
symbol uf the constant, shattering of that dream
in the world of human sin and folly, so the stout
affirmations of Mary’s song are reassurance
that pride and power and arrogant wealth do
not hold the destiny of man in their soft hands
forever.
To be sure, the Son of Mary was, like the son
of Zechariah, the victim of executioners who
were carrying out the orders of proud, power
ful, rich men. But as the dead John’s followers
b'^came the nucleus of the fellowship of the
lining Jesus, so the followers of the crucified
Christ became the nucleus of the living fellow-
Space prevented our telling you
much last week about the enter
tainment program at the Sand
hills Kiwanis Ladies Night. . .
Wit was ram.pant. . . When it was
over we arched from laughing. . .
We herewith note that there is no
need, ever, to go outside cur coun
ty for hired entertainment.
Much of it was impromptu, as
when Mistress of Ceremonies
Jeanne Pollock called on various
impromptu citizens for two-
minute speeches . . . Norris Hodg
kins was appointed timer and sat,
watch in hand, as the following
were called up:
The Rev. Adam Weir CrMg of
the Village Chapel, Pinehurst,
had to speak on “What Chance
Does a Short-Tempered, Lousy
Golfer Have of Getting Into Heav
en?” ... Dr. Craig’s considered
verdict: none whatsoever.
Dr. Harold Peck, who had to
give counsel on “How to Keep
From Getting Bald” . . . His ad
vice — not to do any of the things
he did, as none of them worked
Leland McKeithen, speaking on
“What Length of Skirt is Most In
teresting andjor Flattering?” . .
Barrister McKeithen produced
some of his most polished oratory,
which boiled down to: any length
which shows women’s legs, as op
posed to men’s (this after an “ini
tiation” event in which wives of
neophyte Kiwanians had to pick
out their mates from a display of
bare extremities).
Dr. C. C. McLean, veterinarian,
and new father, who had to des
cribe how to change a baby’s dia-
the idea of revolution—or overturning—is today
accompanied with thoughts of violence, of ex
propriation, liquidation and even of global con
flict. However, it need not necessarily be so. The
gram. . . Don’t tell a, soul but we
have a feeling Talbot was in on
it all the time..
Also at the Kiwanis event, the
Rev. Mr. Craig referred, in some
what reproachful fashion, to our
wiiai.
per, meanwhile keeping bdth esteemed Pinehurst contemporary.
hands in his pockets. Dr. McLean
met this challenge nobly, as in
deed, it appeared, he had met the
crisis described—“after ,£ll', I’d
dipped many a dog!” She had
yelled some though—“seemed like
she needed a muzzle. I took a
diaper out of the drawer, and I
took another one and stuck it in
her mouth—then I poured on
something Parke Davis had given
us—is my time up?” Much to his
relief, it was.
Then there was Talbot John
son's speech, which got so rude
ly interrupted just as he was get
ting wound up, complete with ges
tures, on the “North Carolina
Constitution and its Amendments,
and How It Relates to- the U. S.
Constitution” ... He had even
brought along a great legal tome,
from which (it was feared) he
planned to read. . . Just as he be
gan moving into his subject in
finest courtroom style, up popped
Jea-nne Pollock at the back of the
room to state firmly, “I object!”
. . . People stared, and at her own
table a friend, fearing for her san
ity, tried to pull her down into
her seat.
But she marched to the speak
ers table, declaring, “They told
us there were to be no speeches,”
while Talbot stammered in dis
may. . . She jockeyed him briskly
out of his place at the microphone,
and he joined in the general
mirth.
It was a grand act preliminary
to the ladies’ entertainment pro
The Outlook, which he accused of
“slanting the news” ... We didn’t
know what he meant, and from
where we sat we could see Editor
Nelson Hyde looking slightly puz-lg
zled too. . . In his “Hit Or Miss”jS
column this week Mr. Hyde notes J
that he spent several troubled 0
days and nights pondering ?nd g
finally concluded this referred to.o
a story in which some golfers re-J o
cently “discovered” the Village g
Chapel spire was askew. lo
It may have been an optical de- j g
lusion—anyway the church au-'O
thorities have authorized a sur- g
vey, to see if they have a leaninv ooooeoeooooeoeooor.ee^e:
For a brighter day
you can’t go wrong—
When you start right in
with a laugh and song.
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OLD PICTURE N'O. 34 jthan $35 per month. Two sisters
To the Pilot 'I know well who taught respec-
Re your picture No. 34 in theltively 27 and 26 years now re-
December 12, 1952 issue of the|ceive $34 and $24. Citizens of
Pilot—this house was built in 1910 other towns and cities speak of
similar cases they know. There
are about 2,000 in the state.
Their need is sometimes if not
often especially acute. Three of
for C. P. Haywood ^nd was long
his home.
It was located on Massachusetts ^
avenue at Weymouth road where
the Winkelman house now stands
It was cut in half and moved
in 1934 by Mr. E. W. Reinecke to
its present location of Morganton
road and Ridge street. Mr. Rein
ecke lived in it with his family
until 1938 or 1939 when it was
purchased by my father, Mr.
Merry Christinas
TURNER’S STUDIO
four mentioned above have had
to undergo serious operations
since retiring, and the fourth has
had to spend a large part of the
last month’s in the hospital. The
two sisters sold their home lest
year and went to live with a rela
tive in another state, a move all
can easily understand.
As a retired minister whose an
nuities, considerably larger than
their pensions, seemed ample
when finally fixed in 1940 and
fairly adequate at retirement in
1945 but now prove rather meager,
I understand something of the
shown the “front” door' is now need of these retired teachers,
in the center of the porch and j This effort in their behalf I am
there have been some changes making entirely on my own and
made in the interior of the picture I without knowledge of a single one
to the right, which is now the liv- of them.
James H. Schwartz. We occupied
the house until 1950 when, upon
the death of my mother the house
became mine. I sold it in August
of 1950 to Mr. and Mrs. Graham
Culbreth, who now reside in the
house.
Instead of the side entrance as
ing room.
Yqurs very truly,
FRANCES E. SCHWARTZ
Can the people of North Caro
lina allow such neglect of this
group to continue longer? You
men and women of the press igo
A NEGLECT<ED GROUP potent in marshaling public opin-
To theSt ion and you members of the Leg-
To you, as to all members ofiislature charged with the respon-
the incoming Legislature and to sibility of direct action realize, of
the editors of the State, I write of I course, how much lies with you.
a group most worthy but sadly | It seems to me that the pensions
neglected and therefore in great j of these teachers should be rais-
need, our retired public school jed at least to- $50 per month for
conferred'upon those of low estate. These He that still nurtures the impulse and energies
hath exalted; and “the hungry He has satisfied world-revolution. This revolution is in the
with choice gifts ” name and under the will of Him, as Mary put it,
'^This, if we use the language of our own “^ho hatii done great things, and holy is His
times, IS the formula for revolution; or, if that* ^nd that is what saves it from the ex
sounds brusque, we may say it describes an 'messes of terror and destruction into which so
overturning of the established order. Unhappily of mans overturning has descended.
Thus the Benedictus and the Magnificat are
the twin songs of hope and fulfillment. Without
them iriaii cannot truly live.
' —Greensboro Daily News
teachers.
In the work done in the school
room for our children lies their
worthiness, which no one with
any powers of observation or abil
ity to appraise highest values
would question.
That they have been neg
lected will be -recognized by all
who stop to consider. Some of
them began “at $25 per month. . .
only four months” school term.
Many of them retired before the
present raise in salaries became
effective. Now in these days of
such high cost of living, their
pensions are pitifully inadequate.
Of two nearby neighbors, ■ one
taught 44 years in cur public
schools and now receives less than
$40 per month, the other taught
29 years and now receives less
those who taught 20 years or
more, with proper adjustments
for those of shorter teaching time.
Surely they should have in re
tirement $600 a year, when Su
perior Court judges are retired
with nearly as much ($555) per
month. Other state employees eli
gible should also be included. The
overall cost to the State would be,
the best I can learn, considerably
less than $500,000 per annum. The
first of last August our papers
reported the surplus in the gen
eral fund as $35,00.0,000.
Is not this a cause in which all
can join readily and heartily? T
would be glad for an expression
of your views on the matter.
Very earnestly,
W. E. GOODE
Scotland Neck.
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