The coastland times. [volume] (Mnateo [i.e. Manteo], N.C.) 1947-1959, 1958-11-07
NOVEMBER
Continued, from Page One)

hunter can stroll with his dog
"heeling" or watching the ere
trieve" as the hunter kills a dove
or other wild-life in season.
Beauty Everywhere
The beauty rare can be seen
along the hills, thru the lonesome
woods, the wide open marshes
where the green salt grasses are
interspersed by another salt grass
or wood blood-colored. A marsh
hen or rail cackles and jumps, flies
away, apparently laughing at the
lover of nature, too far away for
the kill, or the slow moving heron
or bittern as they camouflage by
the reeds or cat-tails.
That wonderful classic, Grass,
can well describe the flat open
ings at the head of creeks where
cattle feed, and horses wild accom-
pany them. Along these openings
or flat prairie lands nesting be-
tween the woods and hills where
a creek wanders thru the marshes
to the sound. The salt sage is turn
ing purple and shows brilliant in
northerly winds. The grass is still
green in the pocosins and adds to
natures beauty and so I'll add to
this writing the Classic Grass:
Grass is the forgiveness of Ma
ture-her constant benediction.
Fields trampled with battle, satu-
rated with blood, torn with the
ruts of cannon, grow green again
with grass, and carnage is forgot
ten. Streets abandoned by traffic
become grass grown, like rural
lanes and are obliterated. Forests
decay, harvests perish, flowers
vanish, but grass is immortal. Be-
leaguered by the sudden hosts of
winter, it withdraws into the i'm
pregnable fortress of its subter-
ranean vitality and energies with
the first solicitation of spring.
"Sown by the winds, by the
wandering birds, propagated by
the subtle agriculture of the ele-
ments which are it's mistress, min
lister and servants, it softens the
rude outline of the world. 1t
bears no blazonery of bloom to
charm the senses with fragrance
or splendor, but it's homely hue is
more enchanting than lily or rose.
1t yields no fruit in earth or air
yet, should its harvest fail for a
single year famine would depopu-
late the whole world"
Keep Ours A Land of Freedom
Perhaps that is what will hap
pen or be the result if another
war comes and the Atomic ano
Hydrogen bombs are released or
the world. Not only the people
but natures wonders of beautiful
woodland, sages, marshes, grasses
will be ultimately destroyed. We
must be serious about these
thoughts for we could easily lose
it all. However, we also must b.
able to get along, and forget long
enough to enjoy November's beau
ty and to remember what tn
years, the months, the weeks ant
days hold for us for summer is
passed, therefore soon, we'll b.
sitting by the fire-sides, listenin,
to the Christmas songs and toe
will bundle up considerable whel
out-of-doors we go.
We would do well if we coult
keep this good land--This Americ;
Ia land of riches, opportunit,
and freedom.
The first part of the good land
the Good America--was owe
200 years ago to be used as ;
site to establish a new colony. /
is still practically without chang
because the people here or livini
here were more or less like tn
Hispano-C alifornians, they hav
been reluctant to change. Lots o
people do not want change, fo
it is so primitive that it is a rea
pleasure to those that realize VIVA
freedom really it, yet perhaps self
ish in sort of way and not real
izing the non productive end.