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WHEN THE FROST IS ON THE PUNKIN When the frost, is on vfyg..piyikip and lhe foddef’s in thr**-sl^.Tck-* And yoi hear th§ kyouek and gob ble of the-strutting turk©K*£ock* And the clacking of the g&iti&fs* and the clucking of the hens. And the 'rooster’s ha’lylooyer as lie ;tiptoes on the fence; 0, it’s then’s the times a feller is a-feeling at his best, With the rising sun to greet him from a peaceful night of rest, As he leaves the house bareheaded, and goes out to feed the stock, When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder’s in the shock. They’a.,something kinder hearty like ^bout the atmosphere When the heat of summer's over and the coolin’ fall is here— df course wfc'mifss the' fhnvcri, anil the blossoms on the trees, And the mumble of the hummin’ birds and JAizzin’ of the bees; But the air’s ^o appetizin’; and the | landscape through the haze Tt; a pictur’ that no painter has ' the colorin’ to mock— When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder’s in the shock. The husky, rusty rustle of the tos sels of the corn, And the raspin’ of the tangled leaves, as golden as the morn; The stubble in the furries—kindo’ lonesome like, but still A-preachin’ sermons to us of the barns "they growed to fill; The strawbecks in the medder, and i the reaper in the shed; The bosses in ttieir stalls below— the clover'overhead!— 0, it sets my head a-clickin’ like the tickin’ of a clock, When the frost is on the purtkiri and the fodder’s in the shock! Then your apples al] is gathered, and the ones a feller keeps Is poured around the cellar-floor in red and yeller heaps; And your cider-makin’s over, and your wimmen-folks is through With their mince and applebutter, and the’r souse and sausage, too! I don’t know’ how to tell it—but if such a thing could be As the Angels wantin’ boardin’ and they’d call around on me, I’d want to ‘commodate’ ‘cm—all the whole indurin’ flock— When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder’s on the shock! —James Whitcomb Riley. v The crime wave in the United States seems to be a permanent Albert Coates Is.. -.— Unveiling .Speaker iVitirfl 4}:*.*rc rr4-) and Hon iiv1’Jri^rmnt^off April the carried; lit.? Vix^linos into the homes of the American People. '“For one brief instant they drew, inward fioin the impact. Then their'pulse-beats studied with the rhythmic step of marching men as the country’s scattered firesides concentrated into camps and the hop^ fires fed the campfires of the nation. “Out of these camps they went, in submarines to face the .dangers of depths made more dangerous! by hidden enemies', in' aeroplanes' to risk the perils of heights made; more perilious by flying- foes, on1 battle tit-Id y. ' to breathe air laden with poison gas and torn f>y burst- i ing shells. The heavens'above, the} earth beneath, the. waters down' under the cjyrth bore witness to their daring. “Your sons were among them. From Batincr, Bantqnvilje, Beulah, Boon Hill, Clayton, Cleveland Ele vation, Ingrams, Meadow, Micro, O’Neals, Pine Level, Pleasant Grove, Selma, Smithfield. Wild ers, Wilson’s Mills. Every town and township sent its quota. John stown county sent 900. “Among them were men from the colleges, men from the com mon schools, men without school ing, men of wealth, men of mod est livelihood, men who could not claim t,he roof above their heads, farmers' and physicians, merchants', ministers and mechanics,.: lawyers, and laborers, for hire, white men, black men, brown men, Protest ants, Catholic^, Jews, Democrats, Republicans, Independents. Every degree of ignorance and education, poverty and wealth, every occupa tion and calling and colot and creed: and political caste represent ed Over here, was represented over “They went. They went together. Their going was a revelation of a feeling that somehow makes us all akin, a common ground where all of us can meet, a common cause which draws us all together. With that feeling, on that ground, in that common cause they stood out with livid distinctness against the .background of a burning world any advertised in suffering and blood an AirmvLOifnism nearer 100 per cent than those of us in later days have ever dreamed of. “ Nine hundred went. 851 have conic back; 776 unhurt; 75 with weakened lungs, shattered nerves and mutilated limbs. Four with the Distinguished Service Cross; none with the white feather. ‘•‘Forty-nine have not come back. War took from them the price 000 had held out. In camp and en campments, at Ypres, Aubacourt, Verdun, Bellicourt, Somme, Fra pelle, Argonne, the Meuse, St. Mihkl, in the white gloom of hos pitals, in the flare of bursting star-shells they gave to death their beautiful youth in redhanded tro phy of their courage. “There were Jesse Alford, Maine Bailey, William Barbour, Jackson Barham, David Best, Hubert Bridg ers, Lester Bunch, Akricl Byrd, Hugh Coats, Otho Durham, George R.Vutn, Eugene Gallion, George Galloway, James Glover, Mandin Godwin, Gray Hamilton, Pcarlie Harris, TIermhn Higg*ins, Charles Johnson, Henry Langley, Fabian Lee. Ira Lee, John Massey, Leon ard Moore, Millard Parrish, Ray mond Partin, Jesse Perry, John Perry, Joseph Pierce, Ephriam Pittman, Jr., Edwin Pou, George Smith, Neal Smith, Henry South ard, Walter Stevens, David Strick land, Marvin Stuckey, Charlie Wall, Joseph Wall, Willie Wallace, Walter Watson, Wilbert Wellons, Louis Wise, Crowell Woodard, Jo seph Wooten, and Preston Wood “Those were hoys who played about your city streets, went to your chtushes and schools, worked in your .stores, anxj factories and fields. They had seen April touch these trees with green and Octo ber turn that greenness to the glories of the fall. They had breath ed in this air clean with the clean ness of the morning, fresh with the freshness that follows a rain.. They had trembled with the beauty of the light blue streaks of early dawn. They were . bone of. your bone, flesh of your 'flesh, blood of of your bloo'd.1 “They turned their backs upon these days, these scenes, these peo ple that they loved and went—be cause their country called them. They followed her call until its echo died in them and they died in the echo; until the lives of men wore lost in the life of country; until they who had carried their country in their hearts were car ried onward in their country’s heart. They live there, loved by tin .c famtliys fox themselves, loved by their communities -for (’.heir inconqucrable fellowship and un defeated faith, ]oved by their coun try as only a country can love those who are faithful to her even unto death. "All of us followed the call. Seme to the fields, some to the factories, some to the front. But these boys followed it further than the rest of us, followed it beyonrl the point where our voices could follow them or their footsteps bring them back. If on this tide of overflowing souls America reached the highest height in her history it is because she was car ried there in the lives and on the lips of boys like, these. If from that far salient America since has fall en back, it is not their fault. “It is a fine thing* for a boy to bo willing to give his life for his country. It is a fearful thing for his country to call on him to give his life—life is so fine a thing. I think that she can call on him to give it only for those things with out which life would not be worth the living, which alone make life worth-while. If in that faith she calls him and in that faith he comes, there is a covenant between them that when he falls along the North Carolina Lady Says She Had An Awful Time With Indigestion, Till She Took Black-Draught. Pilot Mountain, N. C.—f,For sever al years I suffered with a bad case of chronic indigestion,” eays Mrs. Sam C. Inman, of this place. “I had bad spells with my stomach. At times I had severe pain3 in my right side. My stomach would get upset and I would have an awful time. It seemed like everything I ate disagreed with me. I was in pretty bad shape. ‘•My husband had been using Thed ford’s Black-Draught for some time for indigestion. He had spells of it to°, so he suggested that I try Black-Draught. I took some from, his box, just to see if it would help me, and I found it was the very thing for my trouble. It did me a great deal of good. My condition was brought on by a chronic case of constipation and. by getting relief from this, I found my general health was much better. “We keep Black-Draught in the house all the time. Whenever 1 find I need it, i take several doses and thus avert a bud spell of in digestion. It is a splendid mcdicino and I am glad to say to.*'' Bold everywhere. NC-172 vay she will carry on. These 40 have sealed it with their dood. Their blood was hers. And '<> her blood has sealed it too. I'hey have fought the good fight; hey have finished the course; they lave kept the faith. They have lot fallen back. They still hold a .hin, unwavering1 line against the iky. Their faces still to the front, heir wound to the fore. “Like a bell from distant hill :ops we can hear them calling to is now; that this bronze figure, his granite block, this metal plate s a recognition not a satisfaction if our pledge; that we must keep :he covenant with our lives tomor row as well as with our ljps today ind so make this nation worthy ->f the boys who “Fought for her. “At life’s dear peril wrought for her. “So loved her that they died for her.” CHILDREN PERISH IN WIND STORM Continued from page one reached too lute. Dazed By Disaster. La Plata, which has a popula tion of only 500, was dazed by the disaster. At 3 o’clock only a little rain was falling and everything was calm. Two minutes later the wind, driving a torrent of rain be fore it, descended upon the village, Dr. G. C. Heath, Maryland health department officer, whose office was across the street from the school saw it twisted into a mass of splinters, and closed his eyes to shut out the horror. A moment la ter John M. Burr, 11-year-Ald pu p’.l, rushed, sobbing with terror and pain from his in^iries, to the home, nearby, of the Rev. W. S. Heighan, Episcopal rector. “Please tell everybody,” he criedr “the whole schoolhouse has blown away!” The- whole towh ,was g'6on run ning up the little knoll on whifch the schoolhouse stood. Injured children lay in the twisted wreck age, which was strewn over a wide circle. Other children were run ning* about da??ed and crying foi? help. Some had been carried by the wind' several hundred feet? ethers had fled, stumbling and keeping.—Associated Press. { c J ► Announcement I have leased the Red Star Service Station No. 2 to Mr. T. N. Thaxton, and it will be operated under the name' of the De Luxe Service Station. I still operate Red Star No. 1 on East Market St., and will appreciate your calling when in need of GAS : OILS : ETC. Red Star Service Station "Home of Service” SAM STALLINGS, Proprietor Phone 196 Smithfielcl, N. C WOULD YOU GET A MECHANIC TO PAINT YOUR HOUSE? Certainly not, you’d get a painter—the one that knows his business. That’s why we ask you to let us dry clean and press that suit or dress—we know how. That's the reason our customers are legion. City Dry Cleaning Co. PHONE 2(i7 —:— C. M. Johnson, Prop. “THE MASTER CLEANERS” . } Vi U It will pay you to hold your buying and wait until you see our ad in the next issue of the Smithfield Herald. Our buyer, Mr. Tom Abdalla, spent last Wednesday and Thurs day on the Nsw York market. We have just received a telegram from him saying: “Having wonderful trip. Buying best goods that can be found on New York market at my own price.” We feel sure you will save money by holding your buying and waiting. All the goods he buys are shipped by express immediately. Abdalla & Vinson Store Company Selma, N. * ^ 1
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