davidaulloa/AmericanStories huggingface dataset:
Henderson daily dispatch., 1938-04-23

Thanks for the nice letter, Miss
Helen. And speaking of geese, I
wonder if Connie Dement, misses his
geese down on the river. He kept
some of them for several years ard
then the high water on the river wash
ed most of the young ones away that
he got so disincouraged that he sold
the old ones and went out of the goose
business. Connie is the miller over
at Gooch's Mill, and also a subscriber
to the Dispatch.
And speaking of millers, there is
also Charles T. Smith who lives in a
boat-house down on Tar River at Can
nadys Mill and sells underground
meal. His family consists of himself,
Mrs. Smith, and Charles Thomas, Jr.,
who has reached the ancient age of
two years. Once upon time Charlie
lived up above Berea, but now he is
in almost the opposite corner of
Granville County.
Lonnie Breedlove escaped being on
the Coroner's Jury yesterday. Lonnie
has served in that capacitation a
couple of times in the last several
years. AS I told you some time ago
of his wife being a former Vance
county lady, Miss Oveda Watkins,
that makes me have high hopes of
Lonnie remaining a steady and re-
liable reader of the Dispatch.
Roland Daniel and Miss Mildred
had fish fry or fried chicken sup
paper or something of that kind the
other night when Fred Puckett and
family arrived to stay until bedtime.
My, I can just hear those chicken
bones cracking, and can almost see
Fred spilling that good, thick, gravy
on his vest. The last time 1 spoke
of Fred, got his name mix-twisted
and called him James, and Mrs Fred
didn't like it very much, either
Maynard Howard was to town Sat-
urday, but didn't get to talk to him
any as he was in such a big rush to
get back home to work. Maynard is
another one of those boys who en-
joyed that big cutting supper, and I
mean that he did slay the trees that
afternoon. Maynard is the son of T.
e. cTerry) Howard and he married
daughter of Mr.. and Mrs. P. ].
Wynne.
can't say, Like father, like son."
as his Daddy does not read these
newses like he does, but her parents
do. So will have to say, Like moth
er, like daughter" Mrs. Howard had
the most terrifical misfortune of chop
ping off the end of one of her fingers
last year, only leaving it hanging by
the skin. But with the good work Of
the doctor and careful attention on
her part, she still has that finger to
help sew on Maynard's buttons and
patch his breeches.
Speaking of that Coroner's jury yes
terday, my sisters husband, L. c.
Wilkerson, was one of those six men.
had the misfortune of serving on
sucn jury couple of years ago,
which job did not relish, But some
one has to do those kinds of Jobs. and
ii might as well be me as anyone else.
Mrs. G. B. Vaughan of Franklinton.
Route 1, was over this way recentlv.
asked her about her little twin grand
Henderson daily dispatch., 1938-04-23

daughters who live at Elon College.
Haven't seen them since they went to
live at the Christian Orphanage there.
They are another set of twins who are
very much alike. You may know that
all twins are not exactly alike: Twin
sisters lived near here some years
ago who did not even look like sisters,
much less like twins.
Abner Inscoe only his six brothers
and four sisters and he is near the
middle of the family. He is the one
whose Mother, Mrs. Alice Inscoe sent
me that whole stalk of seventy-five
or hundred bolls of hot red-pepper
last fall to keep us warm during the
winter. It is still going strong. Alb
ner recently took the Dispatch for his
Mother who likes very much to read.
I told Abner / would bet that that
money his mother would be glad he
had spent.
Expect c. l.. Bowling from up to-
wards Rougemont will plow off about
a couple of dozen pounds of fat by
the time the weather gets warmed up.
If folks like that tall, thin young
man" John B. Watkins, Jr., spoke OF
some time ago, could gain a few
pounds of flesh, they wouldn't be so
skinny. But once upon a time when
I did weigh twenty or more pounds
than do now, could hardly -stoop
far enough to tie my shoes. So I
suppose that. fathess and leanness
both have advantages and disadvant-
ages.
That fellow from Knoxville, Tenn,
was going to drop me a picture card
so fast to let me know when he
reached home. But his mind must
not be as long as his recollection
Mrs. Jackson, you will have to get
after that boy of yours.
Mrs w. F. Cole had a package in
her hand last time l saw her. Bet it
was a pair of Sunday pants or a shirt
for Willis.
Fred Cottrel Dorsey Blackwell,
and Cooper Hart standing chatting
near the corner. / can bet their sub
ject was tonnage, acreage or pound
age.
The Parham Brothers, Calvin and
Alex; Calvin is the baby boy like my
self, and Alex reminGs me of Alex
anders RagTime Band of twenty or
more years ago.
And to Miss Effie Russell, let me
remind you that you voluntarily pro-
missed to send me some lightwood sew
eral months ago. I'll bet, you have
burned it all up. If it doesn't reach
me soon I shall send you an air-mail
letter about it,
Mrs. Jones just brought in a hand
full of beautiful red roses and showed
them to her own dear
MOSES
Henderson daily dispatch., 1938-04-23

Latest, wingless autogyro is DEM
onstrated in washington for house
military affairs committee MEM
pers. The autogyro is pictured in
flight over the capital.
-Qenfr0l Preaa
Henderson daily dispatch., 1938-04-23

swell thing to buy two tickets"
Barbara stopped him. "You
wouldn't have any trouble finding
someone to use the other one."
"Still think you couldn't marry
me, Barbara?"
''No, Ray. I'm sorry"
"Okay. After all the turnu1t of
the evening, I'm getting back to
the city now, too. I imagine you
are staying, or do you want to
come 2"
"I'l have to keep an eye on
Julia"
Barbara stood at, the window
and watched the second car that
evening go down that shining hill.
She had a sense that she stood
alone where life and love ended
except :. except. >. She laughed
softly, though there had been death
and tragedy around.
Bells were beginning to ring re-
motely. Perhaps threads could be
knotted together. Would they
stand the strain of unbroken
cords? Would the loops slip out
if a great pull came? ALI that
was part Of tomorrow.
Garry had been kind and brave.
But all the things they once had
h a daughter and hurdy-
gurdies and rainy dusks and
glamor of a lovely line in a play
that was really good, and ship
lanterns swaying on dark water,
and foolish words and a cartoon or
two in the daily papers. >. When
you cut the string in two on which
you strung your memories, could
you make it hold them again
It needed sturdy stuff for the wear
of the days and the years. But
Garry had said nothing at all to
make her think that he might seek
her again. He had said only:
'When all Of this is a mirage. may
I call you up some day?"
Yet, as the days passed, and
March came in with wind and rain
and thunder, and he did not call,
Do4 OoA q WOIlUCIOQ IL IlC IIc1O QO-
cided that he would free himself
of all emotions connected with
those weeks which went with
Wenda. Maybe he was seeking a
path, henceforth, that would have
no memories. After a while she
no longer thought Of him when
the telephone rang. You could
grow accustomed, in time, to any
change, she reminded herself.
Julia, chastened and quiet, had
returned to her position as a
model, Bruce Kenper had been
found guilty of murder and SEN
fenced to life Imprisonment in a
hospital for the criminal insane,
and the newspapers had forgotten
the people who, such a few weeks
before, had been page one stream
ers. An understudy had been re-
placing Wenda in the cast of the
play.
Late one rainy afternoon. Bar
Henderson daily dispatch., 1938-04-23
MIDDLEBURG GAME
HERE RAINED OUT

Rain forced the cancellation of the
Middleburg- Henderson high school
baseball game here yesterday after
noon.
The teams will likely arrange fu-
ttre date for the contest.
.Middleburg holds a 1911 verdict
over the locals.
Henderson daily dispatch., 1938-04-23

bara's editor asked her to step
into her Office. Mrs. Corbett mo-
toned to chair and pushed back
some papers. - First, want to
congratulate you," she said. "Your
stories are being put in book
form." She mentioned the name
of a well-known publishing house.
"And they want another book,
Barbara. Do you think you could
start a serial for us?"
The glow of pleasure that Bar
bara felt was like the steady
warmth Of lamplight, secure and
stable and well-earned. Work
stayed with you! It never let you
down! Love might go, ecstasy
might perish, laughter could not
always last. Only work remained.
Yet, as she felt this Uniformed
philosophy touch her mind, she
knew that she should have expert
enced greater JOY because she
would have a book. So briefly that
it might have been flashed on a
cinema screen for second and
removed as quickly, she thought of
a girl who had seen shooting stars
and dancing skyrockets because
she had been offered a job in New
York. All, but that girl had been
travelling to love and laughter and
glamor!
She turned back to the editors
words. you've had a strenuous
winter, Barbara, and you've more
than made good. Now we have
surprise for you! How would you
like to go to London Tor six weeks
to work with our English branch?
Somebody has to go and don't
feel able to leave at the moment"
Garry had gone to London and
she had waited. Now she would
go-and Garry would not even
know. But there would be miles
and miles of deck to walk in wild
March sunlight, and for a little
while she could be suspended be-
tween two worlds. She felt her
old exhilaration at good news COM
ing back.
''When do I sail?" she asked.
''Td love to go!"
She would call Ray. She would
be sailing about the same time
that he was. Maybe they would
cross on the same boat. No, she
decided, she wanted to be quite
alone. She would get the name Of
his boat and see that her own
passage was booked on a different
line. When she called him that
evening, she said: "Ray, I've got
some rleWs!"
"Oh, so you've heard?" he
asked.
Heard 2" Even then she felt a
premonition of something that
would somehow leave her wounded.
"You mean the story in. tonight's
paper, don't you, Barbara ?"
"No, Ray. I haven't read to-,
nights paper. What story is it ?"
(TO Be COntinued)
Henderson daily dispatch., 1938-04-23
Crits and Gravel
(By T. MOSES JONES)
Henderson, N. c.,
April 10, 1888.

Aprll 1U 10oO.
Dear t. Moses
I used to have a little gosling, he is
a gander now. He is white and quite
a stately being. He has very blue
eyes and rather large wings. But let
me get back to his babyhood history.
His mother, Judy, laid three eggs.
These eggs were put under hen.
She sat on them for five weeks.
Mother didn't think they were going
to hatch so she told me to get the
eggs and throw them away.
1 went and took the hen off the
nest and there was little yellow gos-
ling. L, was the first gosling had
ever seen. 1t was so cute took it
for a pet. taught it to follow me
around, and 1 played with 1t nearly
all the time. / named it jake. l
made Jakie some bonnets and suits
l put these on him and he would walk
along and act as if he were as big
as a person. 1 would talk to him and
he would chatter back like magpie.
AS I told you before, he is grown now.
Our three geese are setting now, so
jake got lonesome and adopted a
family of two very young biddies He
takes very good care of them.
l have told you about my gander.
I hope you have as much fun raising
your gosling as I did mine. 1 think
an appropriate name for your gos-
ling would be Patsy, or MOT (named
after you), or Moby.
Yours truly,
MISS HELEN DUKE,
231 Chestnut ST.,
Henderson, N. c.
Henderson daily dispatch., 1938-04-23
NELSON SECOND IN
HIGH JUMP EVENT
Local Boy Ties Up With
Jumpers From Charlotte
and High Point

Frank Nelson, high jumper from
Henderson high school, placed second
in that event yesterday in the state
meet at Chapel Hill, deadlocking for
the honor with Macdonald, of Char
lotte and Gray, of High Point.
Snyder, of Clemmons, won the event
with a leap of feet, six inches.
Charlotte won the meet with Dur
ham ranking second.
Nelson was the only Henderson man
Henderson daily dispatch., 1938-04-23
|79da@BG5nes

PIEDMONT LEAGUE
Rocky Mount at Charlotte.
Asheville at Winston-Salem.
Richmond at Durham.
Norfolk at Portsmouth
AMERICAN LEAGUE
Washington at New York.
Boston at Philadelphia.
Cleveland at Detroit.
Chicago at st. Louis
NATIONAL LEAGUE
Cincinnati at Pittsburgh.
New York at Brooklyn.
Philadelphia at Boston.
st. Louis at Chicago.
Henderson daily dispatch., 1938-04-23
E2e:B!Y;:'Nlts:;;'
: PIEDMONT LEAGUE
All games postponed.

AMERICAN LEAGUE
Washington o.; New York z.
Cleveland 4; st. Louis 8.
Only games played.
NATIONAL LEAGUE
New York 8; Brooklyn 2.
Cincinnati 4; Pittsburgh z.
st. Louis 6; Chicago S.
Only games played.
Evening star., 1938-06-04
An Elected School Board?

Once more the suggestion is made that
the Board of Education should be an
elected body-this time in the bill intro
duced into the Senate by Senator Capper.
The present membership of the board
includes three lawyers, one with large
practice; banker, law professor, a
business man and three mothers of
families. All of them are active in other
civic organizations and all are busy peo-
pie. 1t would not be far wrong to say
that none of them would be a candidate
Tor membership under electoral proce-
dure to an unrequited but strenuous post.
They accepted appointment as civic
duty, a municipal tax upon their time.
Good board members do not grow on
trees. They are hard to find and expen-
sive electoral machinery, placing the ini-
tiative on the prospective member, is not
calculated to uncover the most qualified
membership.
Elected? The most obvious answer to
the question, why not?" is the oues-
ton: Where can people be found Of the
high caliber befitting control over the
educational destinies of 100000 school
children, who would seek a payless and
ime-consuming post on the School
Board?"
Evening star., 1938-06-04
Shooting Stars.
In Slumbers of Midnight.
By PH1LANDER JOHNSON.

In Slumbers of Midnight.
In slumbers of midnight the President
lay,
His hammock swung loose at the sport
Of the wind.
Then he ardently spoke meath a sky
that grew gray,
For he dreamt that an airship was
trailing behind.
The airship bowed down with a grin so
polite
And said: Come with me to a watery
lair
Or stay where you are if you think 1t all
right
To be blown into fragments with ele-
CANT care"
The President called for a watchman
or two,
Then shouted for workmen to take up
command.
An airship's all right when it's sailing
the blue,
But you never can tell how it's going
to land.
Evening star., 1938-06-04
Selective Laws Urged to
End Forest Destruction

To the Editor Of The Star:
Selective forestry laws, are badly need
ed to stop forest fires, foods. soil erosion.
duststorms and drouths.ra Ninety per cent
of all forest fires the past 20 years have
been the result of high-leverage logging
machines invented to raise profits by
reducing labor costs by sacrificing the
young growth, our future forests, leaving
a mangled mass of small broken trees.
Forest fires did not become an annual
menace to the Nation and an annual
summers nightmare problem to the
Forest Service until after the advent of
highlead and skidder logging equipment,
which replaced the old groundlead ma
chimes and horses in large numbers in
1917.
In 1918 more than 100000 acres
burned, due to the advent of these high
leverage machines put in use in the West
and South in 1917.
Before the war almost all logging was
by groundlead machines and animal
power, which largely spared the small
growth. Those small trees kept the for
est floor damp, so fires did not start
easily or spread quickly. Bad fires were
few. About three-fourths of the timber
areas cut prior to 1922 was logged by
horses still.
In 1924 and again in 1926 more than
24,000 900 acres burned. More than TO-
100000 acres burned each of those two
years in the South due to caterpillar
loggedl flre-trap areas catching fire and
then burning adjacent older horse logged
areas of fine young forests that would
not have burned otherwise. In 1927 more
than 30,000,000 acres burned over.
In 1927, lumbermen spent several mil
lions of dollars advertising false propa-
ganda in pamphlets and in 700 news
papers and periodicals falsifying to the
world that they were growing forests
according to the best standards of for
estry.
Instead new era machines now in use
on all private logging operations and on
all Government fir areas exploited to
date, since the inception of the cater
pillar and overhead logging equipment,
leave mangled mass fire trap of price
less young trees, which dry fast and burn
with great f1erceness.
About 100000, 900 acres of small growth
has been destroyed by these new era log
ging machines to increase profits by de-
creasing labor costs the last 20 years.
This destruction has made forest fires,
floods, douths and dustStorms an annual
event the last decade
This waste has decreased rainfall and
increased windsweep many fold, making
water levels fall 10 to 10 feet in various
States, which has destroyed the soil and
fertility of hundreds of millions of acres
OF timber, grass and farm lands.
Destructive numbering is destroying the
prosperity OF millions of people and hun
dreds OF millions of acres of timber.
grass and farm lands, while Congress
looks on and fiddles to the tune of big
business labor-saving methods of waste
and burn. JAMES A. CRAWFORD.
Sacramento, Calf.
Evening star., 1938-06-04
Criminal Court Reform.

Nothing so destroys public confidence
in law enforcement as long delays in
bringing arrested persons before the bar
OF justice. Nothing so destroys the
morale of the underworld as certain
arrest, effective prosecution and swift
punishment.
knowing these things, Attorney Gen.
eral Cummings has gone before a con-
ference of Federal judges and urged
thorough study and overhauling of rules
OF procedure in criminal cases in the
Federal courts. He has pointed out that
similar revision by the Supreme Court
OF rules of civil procedure has proved
highly beneficial.
The G-men have done much to i'm
press gangland that arrest can be ex-
pected with marked degree of certainty
when Federal laws are transgressed
Prosecution, however, has not always
been effective, nor punishment swift. In
most cases blame for these conditions
cannot be fairly placed on the prosecu-
tors or the courts, but on antiquated and
complicated procedures that seem to
favor the outlaw rather than society,
Too often is heard the cry of legal tech
nicality" in explanation of frustrated
prosecution of notorious criminals.
Mr.. Cummings is correct in appraising
public reaction to this situation. THE
American public" he says, sis keenly
aware of the problems of crime control.
1t is demanding efficient disposition
OF criminal cases. Unnecessary delays
will not be tolerated indefinitely. The
average citizen has but scant patience
with legal refinements that all too often
cloud criminal trial and obscure the
main objective-the determination of
guilt or innocence, the search for truth.
We must reform or be reformed"
Such reform, he points out, need not
involve specific legislative enactments,
process which has proved protracted and
haphazard in the past. The sin1plifica-
ton and clarification of procedure can
be done with more expertness and dis
patch by the judiciary.
Law-abiding citizens are wholeheart-
edly behind Mr.. Cummings in this most
desirable reform movement. Confidence
in the courts can be measureably imp
proved by a comprehensive procedural
house cleaning of this kind.
Evening star., 1938-06-04
THIS AND THAT
By CHARLES E. TRAcEWELL.

put on record, to turn 1t over, to handle
the pickup, to lower the lid, to put in
new needles-these things unconsciously
put the listener into the role, though
small, Of doer.
He is part Of the music, and the
rests, or pauses, between record sides
do not bother him In the least.
That Is why one never hears q cheep
out of any phonograph fan" in this
matter.
As far as we know there is only one
composition which really suffers from
this chopped-up method Of presentation.
1t is Ravel's "Bolero," which isn't
bolero, really, but it makes no difference;
it is mighty tour de force whatever
1t is.
Part Of its power is due to the hypnotic
repetition Of the same melody, differently
played time after time, with increasing
power and augmented orchestration as
time goes on.
The breaks in this presentation destroy
the hypnotic spell which the music
weaves over the listener
He must keep In mind so much Of the
spell as he can, and try to join 1t up
o6NA4A WiAC4I Vic lAuoAI &CoulltCO.
It Is practically impossible, Of course;
music at best Is an evanescent thing; its
moods are created in twinkling and
lost in another. 1t is as fragile as an
Intellectual glass, yet its tensile strength
Is such as to enable 1t to last for years.
Such is music, beloved of gods and men.
Mechanisms which turn over the disks
for you or at least run dozen or so
through side at time, are perfectly
all right for those who want them.
But the true addict we believe, will be
willing to pay the price of his music, and
here is why:
The radio taught him.
The radio showed him, beyond any
arguing, what is lost by merely sitting in
front of loudspeaker without being
required to do thing in return.
1t comes about as near being some
thing for nothing" as one will find in this
world, but it has many of the drawbacks,
including that true one, no part to play.
Human beings want parts to play.
They want to "do something" to be
something, to make themselves feel they
are important, even if they know per-
fectly well they are not.
What we need, Emerson told us, is
some one to make us do the best we can.
\
Time, the irresistible, makes the
gramophone listener do just that.
A ten-inch disk will run about three
minutes, twelve-inch record about four
minutes, or a little longer.
When the last groove is run, the record
Is through.
Time compels the listener to do some
thing. He must get up and reverse the
disk. He must do it himself, if wisely
he has chosen no mechanism to do it
for him.
BY doing it himself, he puts himself
into even the greatest music. In way
he becomes part of the orchestra, even
may fancy himself conductor, almost.
What, during the peak of radio, he
thought was its greatest charm, that he
didn't have to be hopping up and down
all the time, he sees now to have been
great loss to him. and he is glad that his
phonograph restores his own active par
ticipation in great music.
Evening star., 1938-06-04

of efficiency occurs when trained and
expert skill is contracted for at dis
count from normal standards. Perhaps
1t should be otherwise. 1t just happens
that 1t is not. Gold simply cannot be had
for the value of brass.
The revolutionaries, however, are
plausible enough in their logic. Begin
ming with the premise that man Is
naturally a gregarious and neighborly
animal, they argue to the conclusion that
"the greatest good for the greatest num-
ber" will inspire all but stubborn minor-
ity to cooperate for the paradisiatal
cooperative commonwealth of Karl
Marks dream. Civilization, they insist,
depends upon mutual aid, fellowship,
fraternity, brotherliness-all Unborn In
stincts of the human soul. To deny their
philosophy is to question the right of
the race to survive. Only an economic
royalist" or prince Of privilege" would
dare to doubt the merit of their doctrine.
But it would be folly not to remember
that even in a socialized society there
is competition. Leaders. presumably,
arise even among ants and bees. The
prevailing struggle in Russia illustrates
the difficulty. Non-conformity there is
punished with death, yet it is constant
phenomenon. Americans would witness
the same horrors if the radicals attained
control. Their idealism, if nothing else,
would make them ruthless.
Meanwhile. agitation continues. On
hundred different fronts the "old order"
is attacked. What the end may be is any,
bodys guess. The occasional skeptic finds
hope in history, recalls with appreciation
H. L. Menckens bitter definition:
Democracy is that theory of government
which provides that the people shall get
what they want-and get it good and
hard"