The coastland times with which is combined the pilot and herald of Belhaven and Swan Quarter. [volume] (Manteo, N.C.) 1959-1973, 1960-11-04
There's Nothing Like The Glory Of
NOVEMBER ON THE BANKS"
By Capt. Marvin w. Howard. Oeracoke. N. c.

November is here, come again to
visit on us the cold, blue, raw days,
where if one is not careful one may
catch cold from extra efforts-be-
cause it's cool, yet not realizing
it is still warm enough to perspire
freely and thus a cold. These cold,
blue, raw and cloudy days bring
falling of the leaves from all the
trees along the banks except the
evergreen. AS one watches the
shadows along the winding trails
or the sandy roads so familiar to
the banks, one is able to see
bushels of acorns lying on the
ground, the many golden-yellow
serrated seed of the sea-oat like
wise lie in the leas of the sand
hill, and the purple vanished while
the pods are bursting letting their
seed fall to the use of wild-life,
AS one feels the bite of the blust-
cry, windy day, particularly if a
hunter, the urge to take gun in
hand, call Rover or Bando or Nip
per and go-a-hunting is strong 1t
would not suffice alone to hunt
birds, but rather to take in the
wonders of Autumn's beauty
among the woodlands, the salt
grasses and the sand hills. All of
this if properly viewed presents a
beauty unexcelled anywhere.
Our freedom to hunt, to play,
to be able to enjoy these wonders
are ours only because of our Demo-
cratic Government or Republic
whether you judge it by pony you
ride, the old jeep you 60 fishing
in,. the speed boat you own, the
limousine in the garage, or the
freedom to worship at the church
of your choice, the school, the
food on your table or the freedom
to speak in public without fear.
You are fortunate by the fact that
you are living under a system of
government based on the dignity
and freedom Of the individual, that
derives it's powers from the bot
tom up rather than the top down.
The four freedoms which were so
respectively brought to the pub
lie by the late Franklin D. Roose-
welt. These freedoms we enjoy in
the good U. S. A. and now especial
ly along the Outer Banks where
thus far the land has never been
posted to any great extent. there
fore the hunter can stroll with
his dog "heeling" or watching the
retrieve" as the hunter kills a
dove or other wild-life in season.
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 weed 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 we'll 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
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