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Milford chronicle., 1947-08-22
PUBLIC SALE
OF VALUABLE
Personal Property

I will offer at Public Auction at the
place where / reside, located between
Denton and Greenwood, near Adams
vile, on
Milford chronicle., 1947-08-22
PUBLIC SALE
of
ANTIQUES
and
Household Goods

I will offer for Public Sale at the
home of the late Howard T.. Hardesty,
on Delaware avenue, i'm Bridgeville.
Della ware. on
Milford chronicle., 1947-08-22
PUBLIC SALE
OF VALUABLE
Personal Property

The undersigned, having decided to
discontinue farming, wiz sell at Pub
lie Auction. on the farm where he now
resides, known as the Albert Warren
Farm, three miles north of Harring-
ton, on the road to Masten's Corner,
Milford chronicle., 1947-08-22
PUBLIC SALE
OF VALUABLE
Household Goods
AND
FARMING IMPLEMENTS

l will sell at my home near George
town, Delaware, on
Evening star., 1947-05-09
Bilbao General Strike
Appears Crushed by
Franco Government
BY the Associated Press

BILBAO, Spain, May s-Gen-
eralissimo Francisco frances
government appeared today to
have crushed a genuine strike
which virtually immobilized the
vital steel industry In this area
for eight days-the strongest
demonstration by Spanish in
dustrial workers since the civil
war.
Most workers returned to their
jobs yesterday, penalized by loss OF
seniority and wage reductions, and
informed sources here said they ex-
pected the walkout would be ended
completely today.
These informants calculated that
80 1000 of an estimated 5000 work.
Evening star., 1947-05-09

all day because their employer is 1
Basque Nationalist, suspect by au-
thorities. At least three employers
were reported jailed and fined for
failure to comply with the civil gov
|ernor's order to report the, names
|of all May Day strikers.
The May Day work stoppage fol-
lowed an unpublicized passive DEM
fonstration on the April "A anniver-
sary of the proclamation OF the re-
public. Several thousand workers
congregated in the main thorough
fare Of their residential section that
afternoon in silent protest against
the regime.
Evening star., 1947-05-09
John Alden Loring Dies;
Naturalist With Roosevelt
By Tho Assoeiofsd Press

~ mo NsSoeIdfed FfeS3
OWEGO, N. Y, May 9.John
Alden Loring, 76. one Of three natu-
ralists who accompanied the late
President Theodore Roosevelt on
his scientific expedition and hunting
trip to East Africa in 1909, died
yesterday.
On the expedition Mr.. Loring rep
resented the Smithsonian Institu-
tion as q field naturalist, and after
Evening star., 1947-05-09

his return wrote I book, Through
Africa With Roosevelt. which had
q foreword written BY the late Presi-H
dent.
In 1916. Mr.. Loring was commis-
stoned to 60 to South Africa to pur-
Evening star., 1947-05-09

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Evening star., 1947-05-09
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The Chronicle-star combined with the Moss Point advertiser., 1947-03-07

mel half a block long where
the mdst adventurous could 60
exploring. as Others nave eX-
plored tie underground river
cavcrns Of Kentucky. Al the
smaller street intersections, the
bridges were made of rough.
ancient timber, and automo
biles made a frightening and
wonderful thunder when they
crossed overhead,
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Unattraetive and full of
germs the old canal NAV have
been. But to the boys OF that
ncighborhood, and that gener-
alton, I was one Of the most
wonderful, exciting and elevat-
ing spots on the face of the
earth. One could come out of
the Carrollton Theater after
a matinee of Douglas Fair
banks. the elder. in Robin
Hood or The Black Hawk"
or The Mark of. Zorro
still III the romantic mood of
sword fighting and tremend-
Gus leaps and wild plunges
from the tops of ships-masts
or the chandeliers of castles
He could race out Of the old
movie house, leap wildly over
the rim of the canal, race
through the whipping grass
down the sloping side, and fly
into he air toward the other
bank six or eight feet away
After a Douglas Fairbanks
matinee on Saturday afternoon
the sides of that canal would
be literally seething with mud
spotted, shouting boys, while
the ditch itself would seem to
be planted with the little fell
lows who stuck in the mud.
You could catch crawfish
along the banks, and under the
bridges. And one day, incred-
ible though it seems. the tracks
of a small alligator were seen
under the bridge and there was
wild excitement for a week
and an endless procession of
alligator hunters walking up
and down the banks until
The Chronicle-star combined with the Moss Point advertiser., 1947-03-07
By NOLLE T. ROBERTS

We went out to Eilieo Tow
er in the Bonnie Chapel Com
munity last Friday morning 10
see the results Of the cyclone
which struck there several
days ago. We had been told
that il wasn't much cyclone,
as twisters GO. but a newspa-
per man always wants TO see
for himself, and besides, we
have always wanted to see the
results of an honest to good
ness cyclone.
Stories of the great storms
that have occuri ed in the COM
ty-the September storm, the
1906 sterm-and perhaps slight
~ colored tales Of winds that
blew mules over barbed wire
fences without loosening a
staple are as much a part Of
our childhood memories as the
smell of sweet potatoes bak-
ing or the droWzv warmth Of
on open fire on blustry win
ter nights.
It IS true that the recent wind
cut a rather narrow path
through generally unsettled
country and did little actual
property damage but obsesv-
ing the havoc LETT in the wake
of the wind was still a rather
terrifying experience.
The tales of the seeming
The Chronicle-star combined with the Moss Point advertiser., 1947-03-07
Research Laboratory

The Mississippi Academy of Sciences is
trying to get a biological research laboratory
started on the coast o r'the study of fisheries
and other marine life and sub-tropical vege-
tation. This seems to us an excellent project
and we think that it would be part of fore
sight for the Jackson county board of super
visors to help this plan along in any way
feasible. 1t would also seem to us to be an
excellent project for the civic clubs. The
news dispatch from Jackson which appears
in this issue gives further details of the pres
ent status Of the project.
Scientific research often seems "impracti-
al" and wasted energy to the dull Flooding
minds of most of us who are engaged in
every day business concerns. Yet if we only
stop to reflect, it becomes obvious that just
the other case is true. Our tried and trust
worthy manufacturing, farming, commercial
methods can only follow where the genius of
science and abstract theorizing has gone be-
fore. In the j%ocular slang OF the day we are
often inclined to characterize the laboratory
worker as a long hair, or a "screwball."
and picture him sitting behind the thick
lenses of his eyeglasses, waving a smoking
test-tube in the air, and muttering some
thing in the weird mathematical formulas of
Superman or Captain Midnight. But this only
reveals our own childishness and ignorance.
For the best and most orderly minds and
personalities of our times are very likely our
young scientists, The history of civilization
it is true is studded with ~colorful characters
among the ranks of inventors. But our mag
nations have run away with us. and we lose
sight of the fact that every great industry to-
day yves its modern techniques to the patient,
plodding. brilliant work of just those fell
lows with the test-tubes.
Discoveries of paramount Importance to
our area could emerge from a biological lab
oratory constantly at work on the problems
and possibilities of our fisheries. soil, swamps,
forests. About 20 years ago some research
worker in just such a laboratory in Europe
discovered that a certain tough-fibered
American grass, when crossed with a Euro
pean grass, produced a hybrid which was
able to grow ON the salt marsh flats of the
ocean seashore. The grass was nutritious for
cattle, sweetened the salty soil. and was an
excellent binder. No such grass had ever ex-
listed since the world began. And it revolu-
tionized the work of soil reclamation in low
land countries like Holland and about the
mouths of the rivers.
Some discovery such as that might emerge
from a laboratory in our own county. de-
veloping a type of agriculture or industry
which could return to our people much of the
vanished wealth and ruined resources of our
land.
The Chronicle-star combined with the Moss Point advertiser., 1947-03-07

. And then seeds were planted,
and at last a neutral ground
and green grass covered this
buried kingdom of our boyhood.
Years passed. We grew up, and
grew older. Bovhood groups
scattered to the four winds.
Names, faces, familiar voices
Jokes. shared adventures -
grew dim in memory. Especial
IL for those who left the city
and 1ia not see the old streets
and neighborhoods and inter
sections except on infrequent
visits.
A few weeks ago we drove
from the highway into the
boulevards of the city and
came into Carrollton avenue,
headed uptown. AT the Canal
street intersection, in front of
the old movie (now bright and
modern, having replaced the
one which burned, scores of
men we're digging and pound
ing; d surveyor was adjusting
the sights of his telescope, and
the Old canal lay open, like
the graves on Judgment Day.
Men were down in the muck
fastening chains about a ce-
ment culvert and a huge crane
was pulling the culverts out
and setting them on the banks
of the old canal-or what had
been banks. The scrap iron,
the plaster, even well-remem-
bered pieces of twisted junk,
that had tumbled down TWEEN
ty years ago, were open to
view. Watching it, one had the
feeling of awakening from a
dream of the past, and find
ing that it was true. With some
amaZement we walked to the
Cleveland avenue intersection
where the buried treasure in
bottle-tops had lay in the dark
dank earth for a generation.
And there they were, rusted,
rotten, crumbling to earth
themselves; but the same bot
tle-tops. The once bright &C.
ment culverts, stood baking in
the sun, dark and sodden with
the chemistry of the years. The
city was replacing them with
larger ones.
For the space of a few yards
our old canal ran beneath the
sunlight once more, like a bur
led channel in memory itself,
brought suddenly to the light
by some startling experience
the recognition of a familiar
face upon the street, a curve
in a road, an old letter, a burst
of music. a return into a world
where another life was lived.
The Chronicle-star combined with the Moss Point advertiser., 1947-03-07

and pounding, and surveyors
were spying through telescopes
and waving to fellows who
were almost out of sight. AT
last one block of eulverts We're
laid. and then huge dump
trucks, private trucks, all kinds
of trucks, began to back up
and send their loads of pas
ter, wood, trash. tin, cement
tumbling down the sides of the
old canal to come TO rest on
top Of the cleaning new ce-
ment cuiverts.
But that was happening
blocks away from our neigh
borhood. We knew it would be
foreve' three or four months
before they got to us. And
no n at the age of ten or
twelve can worry about any
thing tour months away.
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But finally the workmen and
the cranes and the trucks had
drawn up before the old Car
rollton theater. That was an
exciting time. But somehow
it madS US d little sad, disillu-
stoned, to see our wonderful
canal forced into cement cul-
verts Just as though it were
nothing but a drainage ditch
afterall. For US il had been the
Rubicon, the Hellespont: the
moat before King Arthur's
castle. Now it was a cement
pipeline. The dump trucks were
spilIing tin and scrap-iron,
earth ana plaster, and soon the
trucks would come with earth
to make he face and turn
il all INTO a Tat, grassy. heal
thy, pleasant neutral ground
as had been done in the blocks
lower down.-A most uninter-
estlng prospect.
1t was exciting for a while
to watch variety of trash and
fill that was dun!ped down the
sides. One day a big truck
loaded with soft-drink bottle
tops backed up. slowly get
ting into position. We held our
breaths-it was impossible that
anyone could really throw
away this treasure troVe. But
the truck groarod and the com
pa;tnlent elevated, and down
the side came { cascade of
bottle tops. We filled pockets.
and then shoeboxes and buck
cts, and for many months bot
tie toos made Their appearance
in Mardi Gras costumes, skull
caps, skate-mobiles. and lit
tered the streets and school
yards.
Finally the city trucks
spread over the top of this fill.
The Chronicle-star combined with the Moss Point advertiser., 1947-03-07

time we were there. he relay
ed a message To Lucedale from
Mrs. Horace Roberts that some
Of the Daisy Vestty folks were
out of butane gas and notified
Mrs, BOYD Keith that she had
some baby chicks in Ocean
Springs that were raring to get
up to the Jim O'Neal place.
Virgins, Lueedale, and Pas
eagoula can be contacted by
telephone from the tower. and
long distance connections all
over the country made from
P~ascagoula. Doctors are fire.
quently notified of serious i'll
ness over the lines and other
emergency calls made, although
the lines are reserved primar-
lily for reporting forest fires.
-
But the cyclone talk set us
to thinking about a period in.
orr early life when every
black cloud in the northwest
seemed a sinister warning of
approaching disaster and high
winds were a signal for the
evacuation of our square frame
house.
Mother was alone a great
deal with US youngsters in the
earlier days of her married life
while Dad piled his trade in
places far removed from our
Vaneleave home.
L seems nov that there must
have been more high winds
and stormy weather in those
DAYS but never enough To sat
isfy we Youngsters for rising
winds in the late afternoon
meant spending the night at
Grandpa's where the chances
We're good two or three othE
families had gathered also.
Grandpa Jim died in 1882.
but we remember him as a
massive man, not particularly
The Chronicle-star combined with the Moss Point advertiser., 1947-03-07

wonder of wonders two
fooot alligator was actually
overpoWered and thrown up 10
the banks. Obviously someone
had out him in the canal
some luck hunter, perhaps, e
turning from the marshes. But
at the age of zen one does not
ask for explanations of the
wonderful or the miraculous.
So far as we were concerned
alligators lived in our canal.
# a two-foot alligator lived
there, obviously his mother
and father lived there. And
they would be at least ten feet.
All one had to do was crawl
far enough under the spooky,
echoing tunnel under Canal
street and he would find their
nest.
One day, just about 20 years
ago, a huge truck began to I'M
load enormous cement culverts
on the rim Of the canal. Day
after day this unloading went
on until these white, newly
moulded culverts lined the
banks from City Park almost
to the Basin. The culverts we're
as tall as a boy. and one could
almost walk through them
standing up. It was as though
an army had invaded III king
dom and pitched its curious
tents along the canal.
At fist the presence of these
cuivefts gave us an uneom-
Portable feeling. We knew
vaguely that they meant
change that the years were
passing, that the old land
marks of New Orleans were
slowly melting away; at least
those landmarks that we valu-
eel, like the Carrollton ave
nue. canal. The wonderful roy
al palm trees were cut down
on Cana, street because they
were old and their branches
Uttered the streets. The hack
berry trees went because their
roots cracked The pavements,
and their berries attracted the
grackles-as if that was any
reason to cut a tree we thought.
Our canal was about to go too.
We sensed it.
But it was a long time be-
fore anything out the ordinary
happened IN our own paTtlcu-
lar neighboihood. We got used
to the culverts and found they
made he car al twice as Won
derful for hunt-the-hay. Sew
eral blocks away, near City
Park, huge cranes were setting
the c'iiverts in place and scor-
es of workmen were digging
The Chronicle-star combined with the Moss Point advertiser., 1947-03-07
D~eepwoter Port

New Orleans is beating the drum for an
$50, 000, 000, 900 ~deep-water channel to be cut
from the city south eastward to the Gulf
at the Chandelier Islands. Ocean-going ship
ing now has a run of lis miles up the river
fro mthe Gulf to the city. The new channel
would shorten this distance to 10 miles. An
Army engineer board is in the area now
studying the feasibility of the plan and hear
ing the testimony Of those for and against
it. The big citizens of the town and news
papers are for it; which should occasion no
surprise. They claim that the entire area of
this vast country from the ~Alleghenies to the
Rockies also stands to benefit"
The Pascagoula Chronicle-Star has a
counter proposal that sliLsave the army nine
ty cents on the dollar. ard make more mill
tary logic in an age which may well see rival
nations banking atom bombs off the moon to
knock off individual cities like so many
marbles in a ring. New Orleans wants the
plan because it will mean growth for New
Orleans. The States estimate that new con-
s~truction along the proposed channel would
double the city's warehousing and docking
facilities. Yet this seems to us not a good case
for the project. but one of the chief reasons
why a board of military engineers should
look for a better way to increase Gulf harbor
facilities. Dispersal of port facilities and all
other big-city concentrations is an A-B-C
maxim of defense in an atomic era. And the
army will not achieve dispersal, but its OPP
posite. in doubling the port facilities of New
Orleans when they could be scattered at one
tenth the cost.
So saving. let us introduce now a modest
plan which will cost the army only about
$4,000, 900, striking one of the zeroes off of
the New Orleans figure. That our plan pro-
videsafofs fise dredging Of deep water facili-
ties in PascagouIa is only a coincidence. Like
the New Orleans States, we are Interested
first and foremost in the principle of the
thing.
The open blue waters of the Gulf are nine
miles from Pascagoula river harbor. That's
a considerably shorter distance than the 70
miles which ships will still have to travel in
the proposed channel to our younger though
larger sister city on the Mississippi. For
eight million dollars, the army could con-
struct here one Of the finest inland harbors
in the world. New Orleans wharf and ware
house facilities may be overcrowded. Here
we have all the space in the world. Between
the east and west Pascagoula rivers we could
dredge slips and pack them like sardines.
Moreover, should that atom bomb ever
drop around Lee Circle, %interrupting the
New Orleans s%treetcar schedules and delay
ing the Carnival parades, the great deep
water port of Pascagoula could go on as a
vast and necessary auxiliary in the flow of
war shipping.
The Chronicle-star combined with the Moss Point advertiser., 1947-03-07

tall but with the broad shout
ders and muscular arms of the
born timber man The sugges-
ton IF strength that you felt
in him, even in his old age,
was reflected in his home
which was a solidlv construct
ed, if rambling, with the wide,
full length hall peculiar to the
period.
Although the two massive
oak trees in the yard prob
ably made it a more danger
Gus than our own sturdy home,
it somehow seemed safer at
Grandpa's and we used to look
on il rs a haven from all of
life's storms as we hurried
along in the gathering dark
ness.
The grown folks would nev-
err have admitted it, but We
think they looked forward to
the gatherings as much as We
youngsters did. Well never
know the record number that
slept at Grandpa's through a
stormy night, but We can re.
member as many as four famil-
les of a size not found very of
ten today.
And there were beds for the
grown-ups and pallets for The
youngsters scattered all over
the place and roaring fires in
all four of the fire places. Cot
fee was consumed by the gal
Ion and sweet potatoes by the
bushel and laughter came cas-
ily to the great family, all
related by blood ~ marriage
in one way or another.
And we believe even the
grown-ups forgot the purpose
of the gathering after the first
hour, for the men talked farm
ing and the women children,
while We youngsters did or
level seSt 10 wreck the house
from kitchen to parlor.
And the chances are the wind
would die down BY 1000 o
clock.
For though we made the trip
to Gyandpa's dozens of times
to escape the storm. tornadoes.
and cyclones. our own house
still stands, as it has for for
" years and the evidence Of
that little cyclone we saw last
Friday is the first We had eve
seen.
We hope it will be the last.
The Chronicle-star combined with the Moss Point advertiser., 1947-03-07


Those who remember the
New Orleans OF twenty years
ago will recall that there was
an open drainage canal on the
lower end of Cafrollton ave
nue. which ran from some
where in the neighborhood Of
City Park to the New Basin.
In periods OF dry weather, il
was Only a ditch, running a
stream of foul drainage water
in a channel about q foot deep
and six feet wide. The sides
of the canal were sloping and
grassy. and formed a basin
about fifteen feet deep, whose
edges we're at the level of the
two traffic lanes and whose bot
tom was the little channel. This
basin was perhaps thirty yards
wide at the top, or the width
of the grassy neutral ground
which one sees today.
During rainy weather-and
there is never a lack of rainy
weather in New Orleans-the
little drainage ditch would be-
come a roaring torrent. There
was, and still is, a pumping
station at the corner of Car
rollton avenue and Canal
streets. and when the rains
would come the huge rotary
pump therein would suck that
tremendous volume of water
along like so much soda-water
in a straw, and send it swirl
ing and rushing down the ba.
sin to the larger drainage sys-
TENS, which carried it eventu-
laly to the river.
During this rainy weather a
shrimp boat might have float
ed in the canal, though il
could not Of curse have pass
ed under the bridges at the
side-street intersections. In dry
weather, one could not have
negotiated the canal from
end to another in a prague.
There we're deep spots, two or
three feet deep. where boys
could float their homemade
boats. But at other places the
water flowed through little
narrow channels in sinking
mud flats and wound around
occasional rocks and old iron
beds and other junk that per-
sons had thrown into the ca
nal.
Certainly the old Carrollton
avenue canal was not what
one would CAL today IAN at
tractive place" for boys to play.
The bacterial content of that
water at low tide-trickling
over green, Shiny brick bats,
running over the steaming
muck. beneath the warm sum
mer sun-must have been ter
rifle. The old canal didn't
smell so bad once you got used
to it. A constant aroma like
the ali that comes out of an
old inner tube hung over the
place. and if q boy didn't quite
make it whom he raced down
one side and leaped hopeful
Is in the air trusting to land
on the other. he would carr
a ea,;e of hardening, black,
greasy mud ~ a the kneees
Of his bitches. and for th9
rest IT he day he would smell
like a worker IN the sludse-
tanks ol a fertilizer plant.
The bridge nj the Canal
street intersection made a tun-