CARTERET COUNTY NEWS-TIMES
Carter*! County's Newspaper
EDITORIALS , TUESDAY. OCTOBER 6, 1959
Warning Worth Heeding
The explosion at an oil tank farm at
Charleston, S. C., Thursday night
should serve as warning to all areas
where petroleum products are stored,
as they are at the Morehead City port.
Some years ago we pointed out that
such storage is a potential fire hazard
and the oil company concerned landed
on us with both feet. We wish the oil
company well and concede that in any
business there are hazards. We are
more than willing to listen to a recital
of the safety measures that oil firms
ilaim they take in storing petroleum
products.
On the other hand, oil firms should
not take offense when in the interest of
protecting property and neighbors,
"outsider;!" take an objective view of
oil storage dangers.
In the Charleston tragedy two million
, gallons of gasoline went up in a sheet
of flame. Nine persons were injured
and three houses, 200 yards away, were
destroyed. Firemen were fearful that
the flames would spread to 31 other
tanks.
Should such a fire occur at More
hpad City, the state port property
would be endangered, as well as the
Morehead City bridge, railroad tracks,
Fry Roofing and Trumbull Asphalt
plants. If explosions were extensive,
the entire east end of Morehead City
would be threatened.
If a large blaze occurs at the tank
?arm on Radio Island, the radio station
there as well as military installations
and homes would be endangered. If
the burning petroleum ran into the
water, the tides could carry it thou
sands of feet.
Morehead City firemen probably
have pre-planned a method of fighting
a petroleum fire at the Morehead City
port. If they haven't such a plan, it
might be well to devise a system of op
erations that would go into effect as
soon as a "port oil fire" alarm is
sounded.
A traffic control plan should also be
reUdy to be followed by the police
department, in cooperation with state
highway patrolmen, county law offi
cers and military police. Battling the
traffic, caused by sightseers and fire
fighters, was a major problem at the
Charleston fire.
After a catastrophe, those involved
look back and say, "If we had only
done this ... or that." Hindsight is fine,
only it comes too late. Wise persons
plan in advance, and frequently save
lives and property.
Fish Like Old Cars
Placing old cars offshore to form
fecfs that will attract fish has been
tried successfully in a few places. A
place close to home is Oceanana pier.
Mr. Bob Simpson of Fabulous Fisher
men has long extolled the value of
such projects. This week, J. A. DuBois,
manager of the Greater Morehead City
Chamber of Commerce, has raised the
subject again.
i He quotes a newspaper article:
"One of the problems facing indus
try is what to do with old automobiles.
Currently they are sold to junk yards,
stripped of salable items'and salvaged
for scrap metal.
"The Texas Fish and Game Commis
ision and the conservation commissions
of several coastal states have come up
with an ingenious and practical use for
these old automobiles.
"Chained together, they are dropped
into offshore waters where they lie on
the bottom to gather seaweed and bar
nacles. The seaweed and barnacles at
tract small fish and crustacea. These
, in turn attract the larger sport fishes,
creating a new fishing area.
"Excellent fishing is invariably found
around old sunken wrecks and under
water rock piles.
"Texas has just completed a reef
composed of 600 old automobile bodies
chained together. It is located six miles
off shore from Freeport, in about sixty
feet of water. Although only recently
completed, the part started in 1958 has
already produced excellent fishing.
"The artificial fishing ground is
clearly marked with lighted buoys to
warn off shipping traffic and also to
tell the boat captains where fish may
be caught." ,
Apparently most of us agree that old
cars sunk to form an artificial fishing
ground would be desirable. We assume
that commercial fishermen would be
consulted before the location is de
termined.
The question now: who will take the
initiative to do it? It will cost a bit of
money, even though the project is term
ed inexpensive. Perhaps Fabulous Fish
ermen, with financial support from its
members, as well as civic organizations
and individuals, would be the group to
spearhead the work.
Old Dust for Sale
(Bill Dillingham, Milwaukee Journal)
1 j Westminster ADoey, England's ?UU
ycar-old church and burial place of
kings and notables, is undergoing its
first over-all cleaning in 600 years.
Dust more than an inch thick has
covered up secrets about the Abbey
that even the oldest attendant there did
not know.
_-?! The death watch beetle, an insect
with an insatiable appetite for wood,
has been chewing away many of the
timbers. Some of these wooden beams
are 37 feet long.
At present England is being combed
for oak trees tall enough to supply re
placements.
> Surveyor of the Fabric is the title
given to the man whose charge it is to
inspect the Abbey's condition and han
dle its dusting. This title, like the
church itself, is deeply entangled in an
cient English tradition. His present
dusting job is considered an almost un
equaled honor, one which will mark his
name among the ranks of past and fu
ture Surveyors of the Fabric. In that
field, one can rise no higher.
At the beginning of cleaning opera
tions, an analysis was made of some of
the grime. Results showed that it con
tained soot from candles that burned in
the Abbey about 900 years ago.
When word of this reached English
newspapers, people began swarming
to the area, seeking teaspoons full of
the dust in envelopes. No greater sou
venir, they felt, could be fc -iid any
where in the world.
Since there is no official distribution
or sale of the dust to the public, one
has to bribe a workman for such a sou
venir. Two shillings buys enough to fill
two thimbles.
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Europe is Fine , But So is Home
If you have a chance to go to
Europe, go. But it's sure good to
be back.
Paris was a fine climax to the
trip. Everything ? in all the coun
tries we visited was bigger than
we had imagined ? the Alps were
higher and steeper, the Leaning
tower was bigger, and in Paris the
Arc de Triomphe was mammoth
and the city's fountains and pal
aces just surpassed anything we
had pictured.
Paris is a city of trees. I had
never been aware of that before.
In New York, you've got to go to
Central Park to see a tree. In
Paris, practically every street has
its shade trees.
The taxi drivers are the worst ?
and the best ? I've ever encounter
ed. They know more swear words
and insults than the average
sailor. 1 only wish I could have
understood them all. But I got the
general idea.
1 thought the taxi driver in Flor
ence, Italy, was a caution. He
could have driven us anywhere
with no wheels, no motor, just a
horn. But the Paris cab drivers ?
oooo la la!
The first one I encountered was
a rather elderly gentleman, de
void of most of his teeth; his
glasses were worn on the tip of his
nose, and he could speak nary a
word of English.
But we got along famously. I
had to track down a music firm,
I.eblanc, to find some reeds for a
bass clarinet my nephew plays. He
can't get the reeds in this country
and has been blowing his heart
and lungs out on a split reed for
the past two years.
I went to one music store and
after much gesticulation and ex
change of French and English, I
was directed to another place.
There we again went through the
French-English maze. The man got
a box of reeds, 12 of them, out of
his VAULT! I thought, "Good
heavens, these things will cost a
fortune. They keep them in the
safe." Also, he said it was the
ONLY box of No. 2 bass clarinet
reeds they had!
So I was prepared to sign my
life away for them. Know how
much they cost? $1.26.
My kind old taxi driver was wait
ing for me when I emerged from
m m GOOD OLD D2ZS
THIRTY YEARS AGO
The first big storm of the year
blew in with plenty of wind, tides
and rain, but little damage was
done.
County road superintendent D.
M. Jones returned home from
Goldsboro, where he had been in
a hospital recuperating from in
juries received in an automobile
accident.
Miss Nell Blair Jones and Ben
jamin Ernest Wendley were mar
ried in the Ann Street Methodist
Church.
TWENTY-FIVE YEARS AGO
Miss Barbara Parkin and Mr.
Edward Willis, both of Beaufort,
were married Sunday, Sept. 30.
Work had begun on a bridge to
Pivers Island.
Fishermen held a meeting at
Harkcrs Island in hopes of get
ting better priccs. They were con
sidering forming an organization.
TEN YEARS AGO
THE NEWS-TIMES was observ
ing National Newspaper Week by
holding open house. On three dif
ferent occasions the plant was Open
to the public.
The Carteret County Fair was
to open next week at the Legion
Fairgrounds.
Beaufort and Morehcad City ac
cepted FHA plans for slum clear
ance within their town limits.
FIVE YEARS AGO
The rodeo in Beaufort Sunday
afternoon drew a crowd of 1,500
people.
The County Board of Commis
sioners refused to go on record
opposing a fishing pier at Money
Island.
Cleveland Gillikin's store at Bet
tie was destroyed by fire.
Tuberculosis, What It Is,
How It is Treated Today
Editor's Note: This continues ? series of articles on tuberculoids.
Q.? What can a person do to
prevent his developing tubercu
losis?
A.? It is sometimes impossible to
prevent being infected with tuberc
ulosis, bccausc there are people
walking around in our large cities
who have tuberculosis, and this is
unknown both to the patient, and
to the health authorities.
So the flrit consideration, there
fore, is for everyone to main
tain a normal and adequate state
of health. If one is in a normal
state of health, he is in a better
position to defend himself against
infection with any type of bacteria,
including tuberculosis.
Frequently a patient is infected
with tuberculosis, and develops lit
tle or no symptom, therefore, he
may be completely unaware of his
infection until the disease process
advances and causes noticeable
symptons.
la order to prevent the further
spread of tuberculosis, it i* neces
sary to have routine regular med
ical check-ups. This is accom
plished by having tubercuU skin
test and chest x-rays.
Tba tuberculin skin test merely
tells one if he hat ever been in
fected with tuberculosis germ in
his past life. It docs not necessar
ily mean that he now has activc
tuberculosis. If a person has a neg
ative tuberculin skin test it is wise
to repeat this skin test once a
year.
Should this skin test ever be
come postivc, a doctor should be
consulted and the patient should
be followed with x-ray exami
nations. In perhaps 95 per cent of
people who develop postivc skin
test for the first time, no evidence
of activc tuberculosis is discovered
by the means available to tlie phys
ician.
These people have had a minimal
infection yvith tuberculosis, and
have resolved this disease through
the natural defense of their own
bodies.
However, It Is at this time that
one should have careful follow-up
to detct and treat thoroughly any
possible occurrence of early, clin
ical tuberculosis.
The annual chcst x-ray has been
our most valuable tool in uncover
ing early tuberculosis sa that we
can treat it before it has a chance
to spread. The "cure" rate of tu
berculosis is highest in those people
who are discovered earliest.
(To Be CMtlaued)
completing the transaction and we
got back to the hotel ? after avoid
ing one three-car collision (which
would have been our fault if we
had connected) and several other
near-misses.
The Paris taxi drivers have the
right idea. If you nearly hit a car
and it's your fault, raise so much
sand that you scare the other poor
guy into submission and he fear
fully backs off.
In England it's just the opposite.
The English are so reserved and so
polite that everybody wants to take
the blame for everything.
Well, the second Paris taxi driver
with whom I had the privilege to
ride was younger. Dark curly hair.
Very talkative. I got into the cab
and we had hardly started off un
til he babbles, "Vous etes trcs jolic
ce soir."
I thought I understood what he
said, but I wasn't sure, so I just
kept quiet. He repeated it, laughed
and then in broken English, trans
lated it. I thought he had told me
I looked pretty but I didn't want
to convey that I knew more than I
did, for fear of what 1 might get
into.
He was just being friendly and
we got along fine. I gave him a
couple lessons in the English lan
guage and he gave me a few point
ers in French. He could sec, hear
and didn't assume that every car
on the street was an infringement
of his private rights and privileges.
He was the young man who drove
me to the home of Admiral Jimmy
and Ruth Davis where I had a very
pleasant visit. Admiral Jim, who
is a member of the Morchead*
Beaufort Elks lodge, and owns
property here in his native coun
ty, says he's axious to get back
home. Target date: February.
Our tour was grand, mainly be
cause we had such a pleasant tour
guide, J. Van Oostaycn of The
Hague, Holland. Mr. Van Oostayen
spoke the language of each country
we visited. He had been an inter
preter for the American Army,
spent three months in Virginia at
one time and understood Ameri
cans very well, more than just
their language.
The Queen Mary left Cherbourg
Sept. 24. We had a very pleasant
voyage home and when we got
back to our own territory once
more I could think only of what
one of the early English explorers
said of America, " 'Tis a goodly
land . .
Losf, A Word
I lost a cross word yesterday.
Unguarded, from my tongue;
It slipped into the atmosphere
Then trouble had begun.
A dozen others followed it;
They filled the room with grief.
No matter then what word was
said,
It could not bring relief.
If only I had stopped that word
Before it crossed my lips,
My day had been a happy one?
And sweet with fellowships.
I think I wasted yesterday;
Hurt self as well as friend.
Today I want to watch my words,
And let not one offend.
?Gertrude McDaniel
in Capper's Weekly
Charley had taken his girlfriend
to lunch, and she had spoken to a
nice looking man at the next
table.
"Is that man a friend of yours?"
askey Charley.
"Yes," she replied.
"Then I think I'll ask him to join
us," said Charley.
"Oh, Charley, this is so sudden,"
exclaimed the girl.
"What's so sudden?" asked Char
ley curiously.
"Why - he's our mwWer."
Loulw Splvy
Words of Inspiration
HAPPINESS IS A BY-PRODUCT
Happiness often proves to be an elusive goal. Many people seek it
Perhaps, only ? few really find it.
In recent conversation with a friend, I gleaned a piece of real truth,
when she said, "Happiness is a by-product." Thinking about this further,
it occurs to me that the reason some people never find it is because
they selfishly seek it.
"Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness," makes a beautiful utter
ance, but its language is not perfectly accurate. Happiness is not to be
pursued. Happiness cannot be grasped. It is rather an atmosphere that
surrounds a life of service and holiness. It is a by-product.
According to John's Gospel, Jesus has been talking about service
when he says, "If ye know these things, happy are ye if ye do them."
Through the doing of service, one finds that happiness has caught up
with him. Too many people go through life with the false assumption
that happiness itself is the end-product, rather than the by-product.
Trying to grasp happiness is like grabbing for warm air on a cold
day. It can be breathed and felt, but it can't be seized or held. It simply
attends the presence of those who pursue right things. It is a will-o'-the
wisp that people sometimes find themselves in company with, simply
because they have been unselfish enough not to pursue it.
Seek the right product; pursue the right things; happiness will join
you somewhere along the way, probably at a time when you are least
anxious to find it.
? The Watchman-Examiner
OUR REWARD? THE BLESSINGS OF THE LORD
I sought to help a child to see
That God had made a willow tree,
And He became more real to me.
I tried to lead a child through play
To grow more Christlike every day
And I myself became that way.
I joined a junior child in prayer,
And as we bowed in worship there
I felt anew God's loving care.
Lord, keep us ever quick to see
By guiding children we find Thee.
BEGIN TODAY
Dream not too much of what you will do tomorrow,
liow well you will work perhaps another year;
Tomorrow's chance you do not need to borrow , . .
Today is here!
Boast not too much of the mountains you will master.
The while you linger in the vale below;
To dream is well, but plodding brings us faster
To where we go.
Talk not too much about some new endeavor
You mean to make a little later on;
Who idles now will idle on forever
Till life is done.
Swear not some day to break some habit's fetter.
When this old year is dead and passed away;
If you have need of living wiser, better,
Begin today!
From the Bookshelf
Arturo' Island. By Elsa Morantc.
Knopf. $4.50.
One of Italy's top woman nov
elists in a sad but well written
tale tells of the disillusioning of
a romantic boy's ideals as he
growa to manhood.
Arturo lives on a romantic is
land of Procida in a castle which
a rich man has given his father.
Arturo's mother dies and his father
is seldom home. The boy wor
ships his father as a romantic
wanderer. He is fascinatcd by the
island and the tales about it and
explores it all.
His romantic world comes to an
end when his father returns with
a new wife only two years
Arturo's senior and he finds that
far from being an adventurer his
father has only been away to near
by surrounding islands and is in
volved in a sorid affair with a
prisoner in the island's prison.
Arturo falls in love with his step
mother. His shame over this and
over his father turns his romantic
boyhood into a nightmare and he
tries to withdraw from the world.
He is saved by his boyhood nurse
who launches hipi into manhood
and the realities of the world.
Arturo's island holds the reader's
interest to the end despite its
leisurely pace and rambling from
episode to episode rather than
working smoothly up to a
dramatic conclusion.
The Art of Uewellyn Jones. By
Paul Hyde Bonner. Scribners. H.50.
On the first page of this novel
we meet Jones the fugitive? the
tags all snipped out of his clothing,
the marks of his shoes rubbed out,
a shrinking, unsure, but new born
man aged SS traveling by pullman.
But he's different from the man
you meet on your travels. He has
$300,000 in his suitcasc, for one
thing. For another, he was until
the day before Townsend Britton,
our one-time ambassador in Bel
gium, and husband to the copper
heiress Edith Ketcham.
Copper and Edith together made
him ambassador and would have
done more but he decided to walk
out and become a man on his own.
At his first stop in the Midwest
he banks under his new name,
meets the girl Terry, buys a car
and moves on southward, though
with Terry not far behind. The FBI
has been on his trail, and having
a bent and training for sociability,
he is popular and finds himself
working backup involuntarily to the
aocial position he had abdicated.
Also, he proves to have a knack,
and then a pronounced talent, for
painting.
But Jones' art, whatever he docs
with one phase of it in Paris gal
leries, consists principally in his
success in working out a new, se
cure life for himself.
The author doesn't hestitate to
introduce aome unusually impro
bable coincidences, but they won't
hurt you, especially in a story ol
this sort. Bonner establishes a light
and sentimental mood with an oc?
casional glib witty accent or a
touch of mockery. Styled urbanely,
this Is reading fun.
-W. G. Rodgers
"Henry," puffed the fat woman
plaintively as her husband failed
to assist her onto the street car,
"you aren't as gallant as when I
was a gal."
"1 know dear," puffed Henry,
"but you aren't as buoyant as when
I was a boy."
To Give is to Live
Last Sunday was World-wide
Communion Sunday (or many
Protestant denominations. Each
year, this special day is perhaps
the greatest day for Christian
unity. It's the day when millions
of Christians come to the Lord's
Table and ask forgiveness of their
sins and have their spiritual life
renewed.
In addition to receiving God's
blessing, we become His instru
ments of helping others. Each
year Americans give millions of
dollars through their churches for
the relief of refugees, orphans,
victims of catastrophes, or for
hungry men and women. A great
part of our special offerings on
this particular Sunday go for these
causes.
If you could walk through the
Scaldah Railroad Station in Cal
cutta you would see masaes of
people living under conditions that
cattle could not long endure. You
could watch four or five children
crowd around an old man on the
floor in ? corner of this same
railroad station and try to lean)
their ABC's.
One may aee refugees in a new
village at Rangoon walking more
than a mile for a bucket of water,
or hear men a ad women telling
of their flight from the mountains
oi Tibet to aacapa Cnmninlil tar
ror. Such conditions move Chris
tians to action and we dig deep in
our pockets to help.
One of the most interesting min
istries carried on overseas by
American churchcs is the distri
bution of government surplus com
modities. In Asian countries these
are at present mainly powdered
milk and grain. When ministered
through the hands of dedicated
missionaries, this food is no longer
just powdered milk. It is a gift of
of God.
One dollar designated for the
Share Our Surplus program in
1858 provided 435 pounds of powder
ed milk for undernourished child
ren in India. It also kindled afresh
the love of Christ within the
hearts of thousands.
Often two or three dollars is all
that is needed to give medical
treatment which restores the sight
to a11 child who is suffering from
a minor eye ailment. Jesus went
about giving sight to those who
were Mind. You too can follow
in Christ's footsteps by supporting
your church's mission program.
How shameful it is for a preacher
to hear a church member say, "I
support the local budget, but 1 don't
believe in foreign missions."
?TV Rev. B. L. Davidson, Pastor
First Methodist Church
Marabead C*/, N. C. _