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The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1919-10-28

Whereas, a petition has been pre-
sented to the Mayor and Aldermen
of the Town of Newberry, S. c., in
the words following, to wit:
"To. the Honorable, the Mayor and
Aldermen of the Town of Newber-
ry, South Carolina:
eve the undersigned freeholders
of the Town of Newberry, in the
State of South Carolina, respectful
ly petition your honorable body to
order special election in said town
for the purpose of issuing coupon
bonds of said town to the amount OF
forty thousand dollars, payable IN ~
wears from the date of issue and
bearing rate of interest not exceed
ing five per cent. per annum, for the
purpose of funding or iquidating the
The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1919-10-28

favor the issuing of bonds for the.
funding or iquidating the floating
indebtedness of said town shall cast
a ballot upon which shall be printed
or written the words "In favor OF
issuing bonds for funding or liqui-
dating floating indebtedness" and
those who oppose the issue of said
bonds shall cast a ballot upon which
shall be printed or written the words
against the issue of bonds for fund
ing or iquidating floating indebted
ness"
The following named persons are:
hereby appointed managers of said
election: Hiram Speers, L. F. Pay
singer and J. M. Bowers. Provided,
that any vacancy that may occur in:
the Board of Managers may here
after be filled by appointment to- be-
made by the Mayor, or acting Mayor
as the case may be.
Public notice of said election to be:
given by publication OF this
ordinance once a week for
three consecutive weeks in the
Newberry Herald and News and the
Newberry Observer, two newspapers
publishd in said town.
Done and ratified under the cor
porate seal of said town this the
seventeenth day of October A. D..
1919.
T., F WRIGHT,
Attest: Mayor
J. ". CHAPMAN,
Clerk and Treas.
The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1919-10-28

still;
The bench on which we sat while
deep employed,
Though mangled, hacked and hewed,
not yet destroyed
The little ones, unbuttoned, glowing
hot,
Playing our games, and on the very
spot,
AS happy as we once, to kneel and
draw
The chalky ring, and knuckle down
to taw;
To pitch the ball into the grounded
hat,
Or dive it devious with the devter-
GUS pat;
The pleasing spectacle at once ex-
cites
Such recollections of our own de-
lights,
That viewing it, we seem almost to
obtain
Our innocent, sweet simple years
again.
This fond attachment to the well
known place,
Since first we started into life's long
race,
Maintains it's hold with such unfall-
ing sway:
We feel it even in age. and at our
latest day."
The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1919-10-28

floating indebtedness of said town" "
Whereas, it appears that said Pc
tition is signed by a majority of the
freeholders of the Town Of Newber-
nv. S. c., as shown by it's tax books; /;
and
Whereas, Section 1850, Vol. I, of
the Code of Laws of South Carolina,
1912, declares that it shall be the
duty of the municipal authorities OF
any incorporated city or town of this
State, upon a petition of the ma
jority of the freeholders of said city
or town as shown by it's tax books, to
order a special election in any such
city or town for the purpose of IS
suing bonds for any corporate pur-
nose set forth in said petition:
Now, Therefore, Be 1t Ordained
by the Mayor and Aldermen of the
Town of Newberry, in the State OF
South Carolina, in council assembled
and by authority Of the same, that
a special election be and the same
is hereby ordered held at council
chambers in said town, the polls to
be opened at 8 o'clock A M, and to
close at o'clock P. M, on Tuesday.
the 18th day of November, 1919, for
the purpose of submitting to the cleo
tors of said town who are duly quail
fled for voting under the Constitu-
tion and laws of the State of South
Carolina the question whether said
bonds shall be issued according to
law as prayed for in said petition.
Those voting at said election who
The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1919-10-28
Citation for Letters Administration.
STATE OF SOUTH CAROLINA,

al - VI ~ l. IL S&14sO4%A4N@A1
County of Newberry.
By w. F. Ewart, Probate Judge:
Whereas, Arthur 0. Beacham made
suit to me to grant him Letters Of
Administration of the Estate and ef-
fects of George D. S. Lyles.
These are, therefore, to cite and
admonish all and singular the Kind
red and Creditors of the said George
D. S. Lyles, deceased, that they be
and appear before me, in the Court
of Probate, to be held at Newberry
on Monday, Nov. 10th, next, after
publication hereof, at II o'clock in
the forenoon, to show cause, if any
they have, why the said Administra-
ton should not be granted.
Given under my hand this 18th
day of October, Ammo Domini 1919.
w. F. Ewart,
J. P. N. G..
The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1919-10-28
Give the world
the once over
TlsTEN, fellows, to some

listen, fellows, to some
straight talk. Many
a man when he gets
to be 40, misses some
thin6.\ He may have
lots Of money, and a fine
family but
He never s'got out and
saw things. After he
gets settled down, it s too
late.
Every man wants to see
the world. No man likes
to stand still all his life.s
The best time to TRAVEL
is when you're young and
1ively-right NOW!
Right NOW your Uncle Sam
is calling, "Shove off" He wants
men for his Navy. He's inviting
you! It's the biggest chance
you'll ever get to give the world
the once over!
The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1919-10-28

= A spelling. match came now and
then and they were great events and
real tests of skill in spelling. In those
days one learned to spell by syllables
and learned to read in the same way.
Sight reading was unknown and there
was not half so many breaks in pro-
l.punciations as there are now by
D6upils who learn to read by "seeing"
the whole word. It was "B-a, ba-k-
e-r, baker" in those days and SO on
no to 'in-com-pre-hen-si-bil-i-ty."
Il The exhibition at night to mark
it's close came upon the country
school in the days of not so long ago.
The older country schools had moth
ing of the sort. 1t was glad, sad
day, that last day. The little house
swept clean and garnished as it were
and every boy and girl dressed up"
and with faces shining from exces-
sive soap for once, looked at the
teacher eagerly and winsomely as ne
. gave them for the last time the
/ words, tsSchool is dismissed"
William Cowper gives US this little
miniature which appeals to all who
know the original:
sBe it weakness it deserves some
praise,
We love the play place of our early
days.
The scene is touching, and the heart
is stone
That feels not at the sight, and feels
at none,
~ e wall on which we tried our grav-
ing skill,
very name we carved subsisting
The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1919-10-28
"These Rats Wouldn't Eat My Best
Grain" Saws Fred Lamb.

It's hard to Keep rats out Of a iced
store. Tried for years. A neignboT-
ing store sold me some RAT-SNAP.
It worked wonders. Gathered up
dead rats every morning. Bought
more RAT-SNAP. Haven't d rat
now. They wouldn't eat my best
grain when I threw &AT-SNAP
around" Three siz: g, Csc, Soc, 81.
Sold and guaranteed by Glider and
Weeks Co. ii
The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1919-10-28
AN ORDINANCE

Ordering a Special Election in the
Town of Newberry for the Pur-
pose of Issuing Bonds for Fund
ing or Liquidating the Floating
Indebtedness of Said Town.
The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1919-10-28
James Stucky Says, "Rats Cost Me
SIPS for Plumbing Bills"

eve couldn't tell what was clog
ging up our toilet and drains. We
had to tear up floor, pipes, etc, found
a rats nest in basement. They had
choked the pipes with refuse. The
plumbers bill was $125. RAT-SNAP
cleaned the rodent out" Three sizes
Csc. soc, S1.00. Sold and guaran-
teed by Glider and Weeks Co.
The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1919-10-28

The Navy goes all over the
world'-sails the Seven Seas
squints at the six continents
that's 8 its business. You stand
to see more odd sights, wonder
full scenery and strange people
than you ever dreamed Of.
You'll work hard while you
work. You'll play hard while you
play. You'll earn and learn.
You'll get, in addition to ''shore-
leave, a 30-day straight vaca-
tion-which is more than the
average bank president can
count on.
You can join for two years.
When you get through you'll be
physically and mentally tuned
up" for the rest Of your life.
You'll be ready through and
through for SUCCESS.
There's a Recruiting Station
right near you. If you don't
know where it is, your Post
master will be glad to tell you.
The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1919-10-28

What a grand time one could have
at 1sbig recess" and how quickly ones
dinner was bolted down so as to get
into play! Remember how you used
to punch your finger down in bis
cult and then pour syrup in the hole?
Have you ever had any pudding half
so good? And some of those games
were rough. "Treat 'em rough"
doubtless had it's origin back there in
s.Stingermaree," bull pen, leap-frog,
4mping and the like. How scared
the little boy used to be watching the
rubber ball roll along the line of
ks4roley hole" Stealing sticks" and
Inch games were for both boys and
fls and choosing sides was always
Euch fun. In the summer, marbles
was the king game and it is interest
ing to note, as is shown by the quota
ton from William Cowper, do not
pronounce his name as spelled, please,
that marbles was great school
game almost two hundred years ago
IN England and it is much older
game than that. AS he says, it was
great to t.sknuckle down to taw" and
L14roundance'' was sometimes belli-
Eerently demanded. Children now
play with little glass marbles, some
sort Of game with marbles IN row
and swim the little marbles, but IN
the real game we had airing" as
Cowper says, and man shot from
taw with skill that was sometimes
uncanny. Even grown men found
joy in the game, and on many farm
j. was hard to get ''hands" away
from the game of marbles to return
to their work. .isl.
:71sa; ~ux s,s,~ :. . 7-dEI Il SAis-
Bright spots in the week, the GASES
in the desert, were Friday afternoons
exercises. Lessons were dispensed
with and there were declamations and
kdialogues, mostly from McDufhe's
Handbook, or any poem or selection
lthe scholar might choose, and they in
scluded "The Boy Stood On The
Burning Deck 'The Mariners
Dream" "Spartacus to The Gladia-
tors" and many will be interested in
knowing that the Spartacides of Ger
many got their name from this same
old Spartacus, and other heavy selec-
tions for the boys with molder, sentl-
mental and sad ones for the girls.
Usually the Friday program was
Avaried, one Friday would be for de-
Amations and the next one for read
p selections. This was pie to the
oys who hated to memorize any,
king.
The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1919-10-28
Wind whistling through a thousand

wind whistling through thousand
tracks, how was it they did no: all
die of pneumonia and other diseases
Wrought on by exposure? And par
tictiarly when they were so impru-
|Esdent in their eating, especially at
'hog killing" time when like their
Eelders they stuffed themselves as we'll
Vas the sausages that were brought
sto school? One only knows that
they lived through it and seemed to
grow and thrive. Of course there
was sickness. But doctors bills were
not so many and so big then as now.
Doctors, as rule never got rich in
the country. If they accumulated
anoperty it was from some other
gource than their practice. Speak
ing of the cold, remember how good
it felt to be allowed to warm" and
bow sometimes when a boy had stood
6 long and too close to the big log
fire somebody would catch his jeans
breeches and pull the hot side to the
skin and hold them?' My how one
had to dance! These jeans or cop
peras breeches, frequently made from
wool, grown on the home flock, were
so stiff they would stand up alone
and made as they were to come about
half way between the knee and the
ankle were as exquisite things of tor
ture to the tender skin as could have
len devised.
New-York tribune., 1919-02-16

ard new doubts, new hesitations, it is in
teresting to look back toward this one
that the nineteenth century produced
made up no less of pain than Shakes
peare's but submerging his malady in a
crystalline laughter. Whoever clings to
faiths anywhere had best keep clear of
the Hamlet of Laforgue, who found his
way out Of the treacheries, the moral
illness of his time, the pettiness and in
sipidity of human affairs, unrelieved by
greatness, by laughing at them and so
destroying them. There are new faiths
beginning now; there were other new
faiths in full swing and ripeness in the
nineteenth century, at the very time a
storm was preparing for them. Deca-
dents like Laforgue, whose lives were
turned into suppression by the pressure of
a complicating civilization outside were
the first faint icy breath of the sweeping
wind that was to come That is why it
is not so easy to understand him now
that the blast has gone by. Laughter is
a difficult matter in the wake of it. But
there is wisdom in it, none the less
Picture a Hamlet who is all irony, un-
relieved by pity in its softer moods, a
kind of clowning Hamlet sustained by
sheer literary skill out of the level Of
burlesque, yet essentially burlesque on
all human intention, including the artists
who themselves mean to illuminate it..
Laforgue died at twenty-seven. He
New-York tribune., 1919-02-16
To Roosevelt

Hadst thou been sitting yet in Lincola's
chair,
A different voice had peuled across the
sea,
Another hand had struck q deeper kev
4 larger note had pulsed upon the air.
Tho1S, in whose blood oatr Scotland has
share
As once on thine oacn sou aug74st and
free
Thyself didst not atnproudly tell to me
MID talk of statecraft acise and song
craft fir
Thou hadst not aoatched our throes NTH
breast sa4pine,
Nor dost thou noao, nor doth thu miqhtv
land.
Something of her east soul ace mnder-
stand,
And aceU roe k1oao that in this hour
malign
Not human heart she lacks, but tongue
diuine
To rouse the thetnders lulled II, her right
hand
New-York tribune., 1919-02-16

Dfa torcthtul Theseus, w1ile the Mi,ao-
tdur
1oo6 his red toll of avhite uirqinitv
Crore mediation Glaucus' SON. yhen he
Vamquished the t7-ip1e-mouthed Chi1a,.o
for
The Lyclars, reiaed not back his f7,,.;o7,s
TILL he had felied the monsters foreheads
three.
Nor shall st. George of England stay his
spear
In portey, aohile yon rovemipg shane
Gcc1trSt
Ramps over life and trcads doayn arts
and lQaosi
10 yom far weSta0ard zoe aUiU giue on ear.
Where sage and safe you SIT; but hem
ace first
The dragon's teeth out of the dragons
jG1cs
New-York tribune., 1919-02-16

I understand. He does not need to tell
me that the dawn is sweet to dying men
draw aside the screens
Perhaps a little cracked ice, forced into
the mouth over the broken teeth
In the diet kitchen something scuttles
away at my approach. The light is quite
bright now. Soon my relief will be com
ing. l must hurry, and yet my hands seem
to move slowly.
go back to the ward with bowl of
cracked ice and little spoon.
Suddenly the windows are ablaze with
fire, darting scarlet and gold and blue
1t is daybreakl
Locke's head has fallen forward on his
chest. The eye is staring at the window
and open wide. a little thread of blood is
flowing slowly, slowly from the mouth.
straighten his arms and legs and
cover him up.
Some one is standing in the doorway of
the ward. There are flames of scarlet
and gold and blue about his head
How high the sun must be in the skies!
1t is my relief who stands in the door
way. He is calling to me, for l see his
lips move, but l do not hear what he saws
l stagger down the ward past the double
row of cots. The poppies nod to me from
the coverlets and the floor sags away from
my feet.
Some one puts an arm about me, and
we manage the stairs. The walls and the
stairs and the ceiling are all blur.
| stumble, somehow, into bed. I re-
member that my hands are cold, so cold
but l am half asleep before 1 touch the
pillow.
hear the captains voice, as though
from far away--from the scarlet ard gold
and blue Of tho sun, perhaps--saying:
"Give the corporal quarter of morphine
Sister. No. hypodermcally. Complete col
! lapse, that's ALL"
New-York tribune., 1919-02-16
Sir William WatSOn'S s
Suppressed S0nnets
From the English Edition of His Recent
Volume, FirstG Given to America
By Joseph B. Glider

~ EFORE I learned that the state Of
x his health would prevent Colonel
L. Roosevelt's accepting an invitation
to little-even the littlest-dinner
..r.o on the occasion of his sixtieth birth
dav October 27), wrote to a number of
h;s immediate contemporaries-a score or
more Of men of note who happened to have
hrep born in 1s5S-and bespoke their CO.
oneration Affirmative responses came from
virtually all of them except the few whose
home was England; and these-the Duke
of Bedford, Admiral Sir Charles Briggs,
ste-sent very cordial regrets.
One of the number was Sir William Wat
son. the distinguished poet, who wrote from
remote part Of the country that my letter
Of September 10 had not reached him till
mid-November. Had it come in time for
him to do so he would at least have cabled
his intense sympathy with the proposal to
honor the ex-President in the manner in
dicated. To this he added, writing shortly
before Roosevelts death:
~ have never faltered in my belief that
Colonel Roosevelt has been the wisest of
American statesmen in all things connected
with the late war. l am not wanting in
admiration of the genius and consistently
lofty purpose of President Wilson, but it
was Roosevelt who perceived and grasped
from the outset that the war was Americas
concern as truly as ours. 1t is he who
throughout the whole business has shown
himself the prophet and the seer"
In this connection it is interesting to note
that from the American edition of Sir Will
iam's "The Man Who Saw and Other
Poems are omitted a sonnet to Theodore
Roosevelt and four other sonnets, all Of
which appear in the edition issued in Lon
don by John Murray. All of these have ref
erence to the policy of the United States
in the neutrality period, save one, in which
our abandonment of that policy is dithy-
rambcally acclaimed. These sonnets are
among the strongest in the book, and their
unexplained, but not inexplicable, omission
derives the slender volume of much of its
color and interest
Assuming that American readers Will be
glad to see how our attitude toward the
war prior to April, 1917, impressed SYM
pathetic observer beyond seas, have taken
the trouble to transcribe from the English
book the poems lacking in the New York
edition.
New-York tribune., 1919-02-16
To America. Concern
ing ENGLAND

n RI thou her child, born IN the
II proud midday
u OF her large souls abundance
and ercess,
Her daughter and her raightiest heritress,
Dowered lcita her thoughts, and lit on
thy great acay
By her great lamps that shine and fail
not2 Yea
and at this thu5dero14s hour of struggle
ard stress
Hitler across the ocean acjlde7mess
That m0rd comes frozen on the frozen
spray2
NEUTRALITYl The tiger iron, his de,a
Springs at thy mothers throat, and
canst thou noq0
Watch NTH q atrcnger's gaze? SO be 1t,
then!
Thy IOss is mare than hers; for, bruised
and torn,
She s'0lI get lirs elthout thine oid, and
thou
Without the crocn divine thou mightst
hare Doru.
New-York tribune., 1919-02-16
America Once More

This, this is the America that 1Ue k7,e1v!
Not she qohose a1m1o7w against He'll 1vas
rean7s
Of ratiocindtion; aoho IN streams
Of most inrincible ink auas lost to vioao;
But she that once her golden clarion ble7o
At Gettysburg; she on aOhose forehead
CLEANS
The 1enuanquished Morn; the America of
our Dreams
Of those immortal dreams that get are
true.
O change not back to MARBLE mighty
broUi
This human acr'ath is more majestic far.
Man needs thee, and or cause, being
Mans, is thine
Thy place IS aoith the great uho k7ono
not hoaU
To falter, though their night be rcithout
star,
And their uast agony a0lthout anody7ae
New-York tribune., 1919-02-16
By Walter McLaren Imrie

K PRESS my face against the cold glass
of the frightening window and peer
into the uncertain light without.
Long shadows still lie across Nthe
hills-gray, changing shadows that drift
and settle.
The sun will not rise for some time yet.
They have sent me word that my relief
Will take over charge at daybreak | won
der if win sleep when | am free to so.
l not tired, yet l have not slept for
many days At first ! counted the hours,
but now it seems that nothing matters and
that have lost all track of time
The ward is very quiet -- just frag
mentary muttering now and then from
some tired sleeper Yet they are not all
asleep. Some have not slept since they
came down the line, long nights ago, and
sleep all too heavily. There are
screens around three beds, so that three
men may die unmatched. Soon the screens
viii be taken away-no longer needed.
Night by night, through the wind and
the rain, the conveys journey back and
FORTH and night by night there is suffer
ing and death and bitter pain in this bare
room.
Inc oarkHess ~ JUST Httlng Deyond the
hills, and through the glass / watch the
old, familiar landscape emerging from the
night.
A whispered word, faint, faint and thin
as knife edge, breaks on the Stiffness
"Corporal,"
II is Locke calling me.
I cannot understand at first He should
have been dead hours ago. Surely he
doeg not intend to live another day, with
half his face battered pulp and great
wound gouged across his chest.
! walk slowly away from the window
and down the ward. Here and there n
New-York tribune., 1919-02-16
The Voice From the
Sunset

mere cane, from oatt the ocean porticoes
" that great ice-palace, Neutrolity,
iesa for-bloacn acord: "No difference do /
see,
~ a~ght they right for, 5etsoirt these and
those"
'Fa'ssancs Of the Westi the 1OhoIe world
knoqcs
oaf enemy fghts to bind, ne fight to free.
Var a'n's are barred to the sun's scrutiny,
me n"ondoy's inquest. And il these oar
throes
aa1s no dinineness, then oil stvuggles
kaotcm,
~ deeds enaboltned and comsecrated, al
"s'y'ng Of poeoers that manacle and
snthroll,
@'sm Hellas locked t1,ith Persia to yortr
eun
WI mighty strife, have been but Kennel
5rawI,
'80 A1btub Of the gutter round q bono.
New-York tribune., 1919-02-16
The Fanatic
By Amy Lowell

TT IKE Don Quixotc | tilted at a windmill.
\ On my good grey horse spurred at it,
Calloping heavily the plain.
NV lance pierced the framework of sail and stuck
there,
And the impact sent sprawng the ground.
NV horse wandered away. cropping,
But started up and fell upon the windmill,
With my dagger unsheathed.
Vaantly stabbed dipping sail,
But it rose before could withdraw the weapon,
And the blade went up with it gleaming-Ackering.
Then drew pistol