The Big Sandy news. [volume] (Louisa, Ky.) 1885-1929, 1922-09-29


One was the late Thursday afternoon
when the Editor and Mart 'Conley-
tno "devif ever had a better foreman
than heb concluded that l was phys
ically sturdy enough to link" that
queer little old Army press. Talk about
the thrill that comes once In a life
timel can feel the effects OF that en-
chanting experience after more than
thirty years. My self-importanGe took
on such obvious dimensions that the
Editor. foreman, Boyd Ferguson. Jeff
Wilson, Ben Strachan.-as well as
John stewart, Milf Burns, and Noll
Cared, who often came in to Josh
me--must have had serious doubts OF
the future capacity of my hatband!
The other unforgettable day was
that Thursday, some years later, when
the NEWS came out, bearing this sig
nihcant line in the upper left hand
corner OF the editorial page: 49,. 49,:
Fred Shannon, Asst. Manager.
a Wen, ] don't know how John d. felt
when he became the richest man In
the world: or how Il. j.. Burlington
another Big Sandian aImost!-felt
when he was chosen President Of the
Illinois Stell Company; or how Wood
row Wilson felt when, as the late Jo-
seph GhOate says, the great President
produced state papers than which
there have been no greater since the
foundation of our government. But
This do know--not. one could
kaye felt any bigger than | did on that
Historic day when mankind were. ap-
i.,,. a. 4 ..g., r.,
non was henCefoFth assistant manager
Of The Big Sandy News II we are
really no bigger than we fell, / was
vastly bigger on that day three de-
c.rdes ago than / am this morning.
quite seriously. however, those were
deeply fortunate days for me In the
frst place, I was enamored Of the
printing business. william Morris,
poet decorator. and translator OF the
lcclandic sagas once exclaimed" Would
God He had made me a printer from
my mothers womb" Possessing not
even yestige of the Engiishman's
artistic genius, yet. my early love of
iypesctting and the printing art has
given mo a slight appreciation OF the
ardOr glowing through his words,
which were thrust into my memory
many years ago. In the second place.
no lad was ever more fortunate IN his
employer. Naturally, by virtue Of APP
probation II not by any personal con-
tribution on my own part, ] have con-
tinuously enjoyed large share Of the
success which has justly crowned our
local newspapers handsome career,
Here have rambled along too much
already. and only one 'afterthUugLt"
hss been exposed, while there are very
many more In the background Space
il as nothing to spirit" liz excellent
poetry; but space" as reCkoned by
editors, cannot be measured by such
intangible rods. However, am going
TO ask for room for one other Irler-
thought even though II may have to
be run solid" ted. Spencer, at least,
does not need an interpreter for this
shop .talkl) ...
The other thought relates to the
spiritual phase OF the centennial and
hpme coming week. do not use the
term in any narrow or exclusive sense,
but rather In its inclusive and enrich
ing content Az matter Of fact, the
JOY Of the home coming lifts the spir-
ttual feature into high and beautiful
relief IL reminds us that human be-
inEs are chiefly moved and ruled by
noble sentiment, which II essentially
spiritual, And once we have set our
feet upon this path. how quietly and
surely our best memories turn to the
Christian church. and those who were
and are fellow helpers in the King
dom of God Take the churches out
OF Louisa during these hundred years,
and what different. home coming II
would have beenl Indeed. one won
dcrs II the town would have survived
It's hundred summers and winters at
all? For even the people who never
enter a church would ice the first to
move away Rom "A churchless town.
Early School Days. ..
Yet all this IL rather negative when
my heart Is GlIed with positive graf
itude to those who were found faith
full" in the days OF my childhood and
youth, One OF the first and best teach
ers ever had was Hannah Lackey. |
have reminded that heroic soul more
than once OF my somewhat Informal
into her classes in the
Masonic Hall, when the bell rang on
that first morning OF my school days,
! rushed In with a company Of other
little savages and preempted the first
convenient seat. After much tribulu-
ton, she mastered the noise, organized
hcr classes, and got down to business.
Things were going along famously,
when To- the organized stillneSs was
broken by the most ear splitting and
shrillest Of whistles, With il sort of
Lord Kitchener Judgment seat in her
face. Hannah calmly asked "Will the
boy who made that noise please stand
up2" Evidently thinking that school
was place in which to display ones.
ability in producing the loudest noise,
and proudly convinced that | deserved
a reward. promptly stood up. sum
moned to the teachers desk | was
told to remain standing. Somehow, in
the stress OF her work, the teacher
forgot to countermand her order in
due season and just kept on stand
ing. Now standing on your feet, at
ter little, becomes quite rksome,
Then follows a period OF shifting the
weight from one foot to the other.
That, too, after awhile, fails to give
the desired relief. To make a long
story short. when the kindly teachers
attention was attracted by the sup
pressed whining of the very tired hui
man midget behind her, she dried his
tears and sent him back to his seat.
SO far as | recall, that was the first
"A nd "a OF TINA thDt I nyar- fIIrnn1 the