The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1917-01-26

SIlOulu lay dSlue d part vi HIS lHCOliiS
to have some good books around.
They will have a good influence over
the children of that home. But to
my story. Mr.. Wright quotes two
stanzas from Bobbie Burns as a sort
of frontispieee, and I am going to
quote them here.
$What though on namely fare We
dine,
Wear hoddin gray an a that;
Gle fools their silks, and knaves their
wine;
A Mans Man for a that:
For a. that, and a that,
Their tinsel show, an a that;
The honest man, tho e'er sac poor,
Is king O. men for a that.
Ye see yon birkie cad lord,
Wha struts, an stares, an a that;
Tho hundreds worship at his word,
He's but a coof for a that:
For a. that, an a that,
His ribband, star, an a that:
The man O. Independent mind
He looks and laughs at a that"
.sszs
Mr.. Wright introduces his story
with beautiful word picture OF a
land that must be a dreamland. bu,
it is so fine that l want you to read
it, and then tell me if there is not
such a place as he describes right
here among some of the hills of this
fine old county of Newberry, if we
just had-well, some of the people
that he talks about, and--well, have
we got them? and if We have not why
not? If We would think on such de-
scripTons little more maybe
We would fix our ideals higher, and
that is one reason for quoting this
description, to get some of the young
folk who may read this to fix their
ideals just little higher. 1t is good
to get out and commune with nature
d little more than we do. l have al
ways held to the position that the
place to rear real men and women IS
in the country among the growing
trees and the singing birds and the
freedom which tie open air gives.
And l am not saying anything against
the town raised kids. because they
can't help it if they happen to be
born and reared in the city. But lis
ten and read
There is land where a man, to
live, must be man. 1t is a land
of granite and marble and porphyry
and gold-and mans strength must
be as the strength of the primeval
hills. 1t is a land of oaks and cedars
and pines-and mans mental grace
must be as the grace of the untamed
trees It is land of far-arched and
unstained skies, where the wind
sweeps free and untainted, and the
atmosphere is the atmosphere
of those places that remain
as God made them-and mans
soul must be as the unstained skies,
the unburdened wind, and the un-
tainted atmosphere. 1t is a land of
wide mesas, of wild, rolling pastures
and broad. untitled, valley meadows
and mans freedom must be thar
freedom which is not bounded by the
fences of too weak and timid con-
ventionalism.
''In this land every man is-by di-
vine right-his own king; ha is his
own jury, his own counsel, his own
Judge. and-if it must be-his own
executioner. And in this land where
man. to live, must be man. wo-
man. if she be not a woman, must
surely perish"
o.
NOV. honest, wouldn't you like to
i've in just such a country or land
as that, and don't you think man
who can write at all would wste
good story if he were in such land,
even for a brief space. The story is
the story of a man who found him
self by going out into such land
and being man. Going away from
the tinsel and show and sham of the
world ard the riches Of the world and
taking his place alongside of men who
we're reared in just such land, and
it made man out Of him. And the
story Of a young woman who almost
lost herself bv going away from this
land TO tho society OF the world and
learning of its shams and who
t7'oroht she wanted to get away from
the land that the writer has just de-
s"rihe1 ''-+ who found herSelf in