The coastland times. [volume] (Mnateo [i.e. Manteo], N.C.) 1947-1959, 1952-04-04
WHAT IN ELL DO WE CARER"

WHAT IN ELL DO WE CARE?"
A lot of to do is being made
nowadays over what part of the
state a governor comes from. tbs
true, east and west tradition had
a lot of weight in the old days. But
now we know the news at Cape
Hatteras by radio, about what is
happening in Asheville, sometimes
long time before the Old Fort
people nearby know about it thru
their newspapers.
Candidates for governor and
their friends are going to lot of
trouble to prove which is which
and who is who, just at time
when so many other misguided
mortals argue there is no north
and south, and a lot of others, who
are complete nit-wits, attempt to
prove there is no black and white.
AS the old song goes, what
in ell do we care" we people who
live down in the extreme part of
the state, who have been forgotten
so long, and remembered only at
voting time. What do we care who
is governor? What we care about,
is who is going to use the power
of his office as strongly as other
governors have used the power of
their office for pet projects-to
see that a forgotten people get
what is due them under the law of
North Carolina.
The law of North Carolina is
that all county seats shall be con-
nected by the most direct routes.
This law, in its application, by the
powers that have been, up till now,
does not apply in the counties of
Tyrrell, Hyde and Dare. This law
has been flouted by all governors,
except Melville Broughton, who
did promise to carry it out and
bridge Croatan Sound and Alliga-
tor River. Unfortunately for all of
us, the war broke out and blocked
his efforts. Other governors since
then have forgotten all about it.
What do we care where the gov
ernor comes from, if he will do
justice by the people of his state,
wherever they live. Let us see if
there is a candidate for governor
with CUTS enough to come out in
the open and say he will correct
this injustice. Surely he can, if
he wants to, because he appoints
the Highway Commission.
Nice sunny days, not too hot,
make a fellow feel better and
gives encouragement for more en-
deavor. However, the trouble with
April days is the sudden warmth
that arises while winter clothing is
still worn, and induces the lethar-
gy we call spring fever. Then who
does want to work? We only want
! to go fishing. Riding along the
| canals and rivers that abound in
our countryside we see so many
newcomers out with their tackle,
it seems that just about every
body else wants to go fishing too.
We can remember in the distant
past the drowsiness that used to
overtake us when the sun bore
down upon US on spring afternoons
such as these, in the schoolrooms
we knew. We recall the nice tick
ling of the cool earth at the OPP
portunity to shed our shoes and
get down to the water. Miserable
indeed were we, in the school room
when we got drowsy, and even the
humming of our fellow pupils as
their voices droned on in recitation
tended further to put us to sleep.
Spring still affects US the same
way. We are sleepy and lazy, and
when wide awake, we want to go
fishing. In those days we could
run away and go fishing. The hard
part of being grown up is that one
just can't run away from his la
bors and let everything go hang.
We used to be able to explain it
away from our parents, or hide
out until they had cooled off, but
explaining to our creditors and
others to whom we are obliged,
just doesn't work so well.
All of us are looking for a NIGH
ty tourist season. We have always