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THE ROCKDALE REPORTER, Thursday, September 29, 1932
THE ROCKDALE REPORTER
AND MESSENGER
JOHN E. COOKE & SON
Publishers
Entered as second class matter July 19, 1902, at the postoiflce at Rock-
dale, Texas, under the Act of March 3, 1879. Published every Thursday.
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tion of the publishers.
CENTENN AL AMENDMENT
By WILL H. MAYES
Every Texan favors a Centennial
Celebration. There are some who
may vote again i the Amendment
unless they understand its terms.
These art plain. To quote from the
Amendment itself, it would "author-
ize a Texas Centennial, commemor-
ating the heroic period of early
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TWENTY YEARS AGO
From Files of The Reporter
Tv city year: ago the First Na-
. nal Bank moved into Its “elegai:
new home,” corner Ackerman and
Texas history, and celebrating a cen- ! Cameron streets,
tury of our independence and pro-
gress, to be held at such times, I 1 ■l l-.v yeais ago County Agem
places, and in such manner as may j Geor8e Banzhaf was boosting the.
be designated by the Legislature of! *>lantin« of * larSe ^anut acreage.,
and J. R. Williams had bought a
peanut thresher and baler.
Texas.”
It is merely a referendum or en-
.abling act to decide first, whether
Texans want Texas to celebrate its
Centennial anniversary, and then
whether the Legislature, in the ex-
Twenty years ago the Owls Club
reorganized with the following mem-
ber-:: Misses Lila Marshall, Mattie
Lee Atkinson, Pansy Coffield, Ber-
erciaes of its judgment, may pro-1 tha Edwards> Minnie Foster, Alice
vide for it. It does not provide for j Graves, Ann Harris, Ernestine Kone,
any bom :°r new 'ax j Vivian Lee, Annie Loper, Pearl Paul,
If conditions do not sem :o jus-|jima pgj-ter, Ola Simms, Nettie
tify the Centennial in 1936. the Leg- | Turner, Norris Wallis, Flora Wells,
islature may core true the heroic | geidie wootton, Annie McCalla.
period of early Texas history” to'
BMlCt cAftT
•» Britts of ''THEmAiXsTER EXE?
SuppljrlH • *** to-wwh iiupirttioa (or tbo
every tml pnHiM hfth»
!3jy
awsaaas:
THIRD SECRET OF SUCCESS fsaid, "I am sorry but I
Having gathered together his or- ”10UT^iUlQ°i1 fvi.hom 1 can <u]
ganization, there remained for Je- £ad the rare umIH
sus the tremendous tasx ox u»um.« stand1n? ^ was 5P1
mean any time from the •first set-
tlement to the admission of Texas
to the Union, and may postpone it
to a later date or drop it altogether.
Twenty years ago Y. A. Gjedde
was raising truck south of town, and
bought a windmill to pump water
for in igation purposes.
that long before 1936 Texas will be i ***** Comrf* Eu A'
in better financial condition than at'^een the ranks of automo-
any time in its history, and others bll€ entihusiasts and bought two cars
assert that a creditable Centennial “an °aklfud ™d a *up'. OneMt0
celebration would do more than any-1 nno ,in whrte the other is in the
thing else to bring about economic! silr)p> lK! staed’
and business rehabili’ition.
The legislature is left to decide
the extent to which the State shall
take part in it if at all. It is ex-
pressly provided that “this authori-
zation shall not be construed to make
appropriations for any future expo-
sition or celebration of any kind or
character" than this ne-hundrrdth
Twenty years ago Judge R. W. H.
Kennon moved to Cameron and took
over the editorial management and
publication of the Cameron Herald.
Twenty years ago cotton receipts
in Rockdale were 6,480 bales, and
Rockdale had the reputation of be-
ing the best cotton market in the
county.
anniversary observance."
The suggestion occasionally heard I , , .
.. , . , .. , . .. Twenty years ago last week Milam
that private capital should finance' , * ®
„ ‘ , . , . . . , \ county s first road bond election was
the Centennial is impractical. First, U_1J *
it cannot be- secured, and then, if it
could be, the Centennial would be a
private exploitation of the ptTolic
rather than a prideful official state
celebration.
The Chicago “Century of Progress”
is already an assured success a year
in advance of its opening. The Cal-
ifornia Legislature appropriated $1.-
000.000 for the recent Olympic
Games, and this was paid back with
$1,000,000 more profits to the State
treasury. Certainly Texas can do
as well whatever it undertakes. Vote
for the Amendment and make the
Centennial possible. It is the op-
portunity of a Century.
TRUCKS NOT LESS EXPENSIVE
In a recent editorial, the able ed-
itor of the El Campo News gave
expression to a common misunder-
standing. He suggested that trans-
portation of freight by truck was
less expensive than by rail.
Nothing could strike farther from
the truth. The railroad rate struc-
ture is a composite—a balancing—
of profitable and unprofitable
charges. It has been built in the
best interests of the whole people
by a commission representing the
people.
An explanation for the whole rail-
truck controversy is found in the
fact that the trucks solicit only the
railroad's profitable business and
leave it only the unprofitable busi-
ness. Continuance of such a condi-
tion. obviously, means the ruin of
the railroad industry. And then
what happens?
The average cost of freight trans-
ported by rail is one cent per ton
mile. Wreck the railroads and you
have multiplied the freight element
of commodity prices five times. That
is the answer to the statement that
it costs less to freight by truck than
by rail.
The public interest is paramount.
held, the district being Beats 5 and
8. the amount $200,000. The propo-
sition was overwhelmingly defeated,
the vote being as follows:
For Against
Thorndale .
Conoley ...........
Watson Branch
Salty ..................
88.
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16
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Ellison Ridge .................. 5..
San Gabriel ..............25
Sharp ....................................16-
Lilac ................................... 9..
Tracy .................................... 9-
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Twenty years ago J. W. Beesley of
Tracy, reported having gathered 20
bales of cotton from 43 acres, and 10
bales of top crop to be gathered.
Twenty years ago D. A. Huddle-
ston was principal of the Minerva
school, the enrollment was 110, and
school had delayed opening on ac-
count of the big cotton crop.
The controversy must be adjudicat-
ed with the public interest in mind.
And that means that common car-
riers on the public highways either
must transport their share of the
unprofitable business or Chat oppor-
tunities in the profitable fields must
be equalized. T he public can not
afford to wreck its most economical
form of land transportation tem-
porarily to subsidize a more expen-
sive duplicating agency.
The solution is that truck lines
must be licensed only on certificate
of public necessity and convenience,
and that their rates be comparable
to those imposed upon the rails.—
Week’s Opinions.
Here’s the ink for the school kids.
The new built-in ink well in Staf-
ford’s ink bottles puts a stop to ink
all over hands and clothes. The
Reporter exclusively. tf
Find it with a classified ad.
WHY TOWNS are DIFFERENT
By BRUCE B. BREWER, Vice Pres. Fcrry-Hanly Advertising Co.
In going over the names of
.some towns the other day with a
sales manager, he would) fre-
quently say, almost spitefully,
“That town is no good.”
I finally became curious and
asked how he judged towns.
“Well,” he replied, “I have al-
ways wondered why some towns
are good for us and some are
poor. On the train one day I
got into conversation with a
stranger. I was getting off at a
certain town, and when I men-
tioned its name he said, 'That’s
a good town for us.’ I thought
that was strange, for our mer-
chant accounts could sell very
r goods
asked him what was his busi-
little of our
is there. So
ness, and why the town was so
Bta.
good for his
“He replied that he was a mail-
order man, and he told me how
they pick towns which they cir-
cularize heavily. In a manner
unknown to the newspapers, they
regularly secretly buy copies of
all newspapers throughout the
territory. If they find the local
merchants are not advertising
heavily, they put that town on
their preferred list.
"I began observing towns my-
self then. Are the merchants
good advertisers, or not? That's
a pretty good way for me to tell
if the merchants in that town
can sell our line.”
This was all a new slant to me,
but I can see the logic of it. And
merchants have a big advantage,
for they advertise in the best read
publication there is. the weekly
newspaper. Read from cover to
cover by everyone in the terri-
tory, It azures the merchant his
advertising will also be read. No
other type of publication is so
newsy, so close to its readers, as
the weekly newspaper. — Copy-
right, 1932.
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it. And herein lay the third great
element in his success—his vast un-
ending patience. The Church has
attached to each of the disciples the
title of Saint and thereby done most
to destroy the conviction of their
reality. They were very far from
sainthood when he picked them up.
For three years he had them with
him day and night, his whole energy
and resources poured out in an ef-
fort to create an understanding in
them. Yet through it all they never
fully understood.
In spite of all he could do or say,
they were persuaded that he plan-
ned' to overthrow the Roman power
and set himself up as ruler in Jeru-
salem. Hence they never tired oi
wrangling as to how the offices
should be divided. But Jesus never
lose his patience. He believed that
, the way to get faith out of men is
j to show that you have faith in them:
and from that great principle of
executive management he never wa-
vered.
Of all the disciples Simon was
most noisy and aggressive. It was
he who was always volunteering ad-
vice, forever proclaiming the staun-
chness of his own courage and faith.
One day Jesus said to him. “Before
the cock crows tomorrow you will
deny me thrice.” Simon was indig-
nant . Though they killed him, he
cried, he would never deny! Jesus
merely smiled—'and that night it
happened ... A lesser leader would
have dropped Simon. “You have
and was ala
ner, Aaron, who was strong
ed what neither could do alone
John the Baptist, had the «
lack. He could denounce but i
coulcl not construct. He drew mi
who were willing to repent an3
f>ommanH hnf V,.* a: hi
command, but he had no progran
for them after their repentance v,
same thing might have hantWeH
the work of Jesus. Yet because „
the fire of his personal coffinE
because oi his marvelous instinct
discovering their latent powers Q
because of his unwavering faith an
patience, he molded them into a
organization which carried on vW
toriously. A few decades later th
proud Emperor himself bowed hi
head to the teachings of this yd
areth carpenter, transmitted throm?
common men.—Copyright, Bcbb
Merrill Company.
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THIRTEENTH INSTALLMENT
As they sailed Josephine, too. sud-
denly glimpsed the essential quality
of John. In fact, if she was not
rngaged. and picqued, and what not,
John might very easily have been a j
hero in ner eyes. That horrible ‘
night at the tunnel shaft, and the
frightful garlic smell of the acety-
lene, and the confusion, began to
'ook less crude. John certainly did
carry himself with an air of confi-
dence, and—and how easily he had
assumed the character of a gentle-
man! Josephine noted this espe-
cially. Of late Gerrit Rantoul had
old her a great deal about John’s
early life on the Bowery and in the
Ghetto, and things he had picked
up in conversing with Malone. It
seems John Breen had lifted him-
self far above his normal station in
life. Fortunately, for Rantoul, Van
Horn had no idea of this phase of
his conversations with Josephine.
“Rantoul's going over on busi-
ness.” Van Horn remarked to
John.
"Fine, that’ll keep Josephine oc-
cupied. He's handy.” John had no
special reason to accept Rantoul as
anything but a very agreeable old
man.
“When you are married, next
spring, I’ll have a very important
thing to say, John,” Van Horn held
John’s hand, looked steadily into
his eyes. Their glances dimmed
momentarily.
“Gilbert, dear, John’s mine, not
yours. Give me a chance, please.”
A sudden mood seized her, there on
the deck she hugged John, his arm
was over her shoulder, their lips
met.
Gilbert Van Horn, a smile on his
face, stood near them. Suddenly his
ashen look seemed to wash away.
He became genial, agreeable. He
locked at Rantoul. but that distin-
guished cosmopolitan was busy wav-
ing at friends on the wharf. A whis-
tle was blowing. Visitors were has-
tily leaving the deck of the steamer.
“Good-by, John, good-by."
city is a challenge to a man. You’ve i gave him resolution. He too was be-
hoard of Hammond, the mining en-
gineer? Well, he said something
the other day. 'This is a big man’s
town,’ was his advice. ‘Go west, or
go anywhere, if you feel yourself to
be about the average, but if you
have the punch, stick in New York
—and win!”
Gilbert and josepnlne were in
Paris in early April. Josephine com-
pleted her trousseau. Rantoul had
gone on ahead to London. Then
they were at the Cecil for a few
days*, Rantoul had preceded them.
A letter from John reached Van
Horn as they were about to embark
for New York. Pug Malone was
waiting for his return. He had
planned a walking trip through the
Berkshires. “A regular Malone
hike.” John had written. “Pug
wants to get away from his work.
He’s had a rotten winter. Green-
bough filled with bad livers. I am
full of tunnel air and need a change.
And, Gil, I'm crazy for Josephine,
crazy for her again. I never knew
what love meant until now." Poor
John! It was spring. Gilbert Van
Horn carefully folded the letter and
gave a sigh of satisfaction. Thank
God they were homeward bound.
He cabled Marvin Kelly. “Sailing
tomorrow. All well.”
Halfway across, on her maiden
voyage, the Titanic raced through a
smooth sea, a flat flexible sea enam-
eled in the deepest inuigo reflecting
stars, great faces, glinting in the
sky. But stars have long been ig-
nored by men, or they have been
conjured with, it matters very lit-
tle to the stars, and few attended
them that night. Dinner was over
The business of drilling, explod-
ing and mucking out rock, of punch-
ing a long tunnel, miles and miles
of it, two and some places four city
blocks, straight down in the rock
crust of the earth, lining it with
concrete, mixed by machinery, spa-
ded and tamped behind steel forms,
of fitting monster bronze gates and
valves, of carrying out the magnifi-
cent details of conception, all un-
thought of, unsung, unknown, ex-
cept in its lists of deaths, ooepuied
John Breen, C. E„ through the win-
ter and into the spring of 1912.
A month later, John was visiting
Harboard at the University. "I've
had a taste of the city work. I'm
going to stick. This place," nodding
out of the high window, "is so full
of big things it’s a challenge to a
fellow with a grain of kick in him.
That bridge off there,” pointing to
the huge span of massive steel
rising above Hell Gate, “is enough
fto make a man stick. I’ve had a
taste of this for some time, it’s full
lof chances. Dammit, Harboard, this
ing somewhat carried away.
fliey hact walked back and forth
for almost a half hour and were
leaning on the after twartship rail
again, sheltered by the bulk of a
large life-boat, looking down into
the sea. A sigh from Josephine, a
slight shudder, caused Rantoul to
place his arm about her, a thing
he had never done except when
dancing. She rather yielded to the
embrace. She was thinking of the
end of such things. John, grubby,
hard, unsympathetic, practical John,
altvays dirty arid smelly, in the tun-
nel, would be so different.
Much of this was in the sigh; an
implicit answer to the many days of
their circumspect intimacy. Ran-
toul caught her bare hand, with his
free arm partly muffed in the warm
wide sleeve of her cloak. Words
were so inadequate, so unnecessary.
He suddenly drew her to him. fierce-
ly, nor did she resist. Their eyes
flashed a message to each other in
the dark above the rushing night,
above the blue-black water scarred
with fire. She dropped her lids;
his eyes, burning, eager, were on her
own. They seemed to be buoyant,
her cloak fell apart and he crushed
her to him. Rantoul, utterly out of
control, kissed her with the pent-up
yearning of months and years of
waiting. Passionately their lips met
in their warm embrace.
And the stars winked down on
them. The floodgates were wide
open; they unburdened themselves.
A lounge seat, used by shuffle-board
players, held them as they gave
themselves up to the common
things. She clung to him as women
and Gilbert Van Horn busied him-'cling when they are moved by a
self in the smoking room, playing
solitaire, a demi-tasse and his pipe
keeping him occupied. Aunt Wen
had retired to her state room, the
night was slightly chill, a breath of
the outer voids, a touch of the eth-
eral cold.
Few were out, but Josephine, on
the arm of Rantoul, both in ample
steamer coats, walked the deck,
broad and white, like a lighted ave-
nue in a deserted city. In a spirit
of adventure Josephine, nodding at
a ladder, pulled her escort. "Let’s
go up, Monsieur Gerry.” How quick-
ly he responded to her mischievous
spirit. They were on the deserted
boat deck and walked aft, far abaft
the funnels The peculiar spiral of
black smoke twisting rapidly over
the rims of the huge stacks and cur-
ling astern, was the only indication
of their speed. They looked down
over the steep side, from the rail.
A singing white streak of water
rushed by the black hull, a seething
phosphorescent band of light.
Rantoul knew that time was get-
ting short. He instinctively felt the
moment had come. If the heart of
Josephine was to be captured he had
at last arrived at the final move-
ment of assault. He walked with
her in silence, holding her close to
him. The rustle of her loose din-
ner gown, under the folds of her
loose warm cloak, the Intimate de-
tachment of the sea, her laugh, her
evident enjoyment of the night,
strong passion. She lifted him be-
yond all caution, shattering his
elaborate defenses; Rantoul and
Josephine paid whatever price their
dallying entailed. For an hour they
sat quiet, huddled, barely doing more
lhan murmuring. The night was
velvet black; a secret night.
A screaming rocket rose a thou-
sand feet, curving, slow, an increas-
ing toppling bend. It burst with a
loud detonation. Showers of stars
dropiied from the black sky, sud-
denly shutting out the firmament
with their closer fire. The boat deck
was lit by the falling glare. The
speed of the great steamer altered
perceptibly. Josephine held to Ran-
toul, her eyes dilated. What beast-
ly business was this? Already he
had begun to wish himself quietly in
his bunk. Josephine was a trifle
heavy, for one so young and wil-
lowy, and all that. Also, It was de-
cidedly cool; cold.
Another disturbing rocket rose
above them. Those officious fools
on the bridge were signaling, they
were always signaling, or some-
thing. Rantoul was irritable. Then
another and another rocket lifted
into the blackening sky. It was late.
Josephine was unnerved. A loud
shuddering screech of escaping
steam thundered above them on the
funnels, the shaking white clouds
bulging like cotton overhead. Jo-
sephine clung desperately to Ran-
"J"ODAy AND
OMORROW
by Frank Parker Slockbridge
LONGEVITY—of newspapers
For 59,000 consecutive days, ex-
clusive of Sundays, the London
Morning Post has never faiied to
appear since i: was founded in 1772.
i hh is the oldest daily newspaper in : ,,;m5 for ths reh,.bilitatbn of t!
world that has been a daily since | ••n,nc5a! ,ltuation wire beginnt
■ ponsible Iij
’he present activity in the bond«L
stock market in the United States!
EJii. jui ,rh is the headquarters
a ' number o: British invest!
mist.:. Along in the early pal
of the summer the managers of thei
trusts, looking for sound invest!
mans, observed that conditiqj
'em cl to oe improving in the Unil
rd States, that there was no long!
ny fair of our monetary stabiUti
rrme c:Ynn prices wej
beginning to rise and that broa
it was founded. There are one or. to operate
v - newspapers in America which! A, the same time they noted tin
■ re older, but they were weeklies fori ^merjcan
, , . .. ,------------ securities, particular!
nany years before they became dail- j b3nd?i were selling at ridicu]()u^
j low prices, ;o they began to bti
:hem. They bought, and they kej
on buying, and in a month or
tlj
Wall Street securities market
I know of nothing that is harder
.o kill than a good newspaper. 11
arc har'. occasion to make a list of
American n.-w.-papers more than one;
.Kindred years o;d and was amazed j American Investors began to foil
a find that there are nearly twojthplr axan1pie
i mdred of them. That is probate- I So friend told me.
ly more survivors than there are in
my other line of business. With-
out exact figures at hand. I venture
he guess that there are nowhere
i,ear two hundred businesses or in-
tlurfries in the United States that
have survived a century of uninter-
rupted activity.
POWER--inside the earth
Some day we will get a large pa
cf our hra’ and power without usil
any fuel at all. In Italy more th
12.COO kilowatts of "tiergy are get!
erated by the heat obtained by drilj
ing holes into volcanic mountain
In Sonoma, California, the ste
from geysers is utilized to produ|
almost as much energy.
The late Sir Herbert Parsons,
SAXOPHONES—long with us
Almost a hundred years ago a
Belgian named Adolphe Sax invent-
ed a new kind of musical instru- j ventor of the steam turbine, woi
ment and named it for himself, the ed out a pian f0r boring a hole ft
saxophone. It speedily became a j twenty miles or more into the
standard instrument for military; interior of the earth and proved
bands in France. P. T. Barnum, the the satisfaction of many eni
greatest shown.an the world has ev-
er known, heard the saxophone
played when he was in Europe in
the 1840’s and brought a band of
saxophone players over to give con-
certs in his museum on lower Broad-
way, long before he ever started in
the cicus business.
The saxophone is today the most
popular of all musical instruments.
Its re-discovery in America dates
from about the time of the great
■war. One reason for its popularity
is that it is easy to learn to play it.
A great many people dislike saxo-
phone music but something like a
hundred thousand of these instru-
ments are turned out every year by
American factories and shipped ah
ever the world.
that its cost would be more
repaid by the continuous supply
heat and power which would thj
be obtained.
We haven't as yet begun to mo
than scratch the ■outface of this1
earth's possible sources of we<lj
SCOTCH—buy our bonds
I dined the other night with the
European representative of an im-
portant American financial institu-
tion, over here on a vacation. He
told me that it was the canny
toul. What a terrific strength the
girl had! The engines were stopped
and safety valves were lifting on
the tortured boilers.
The sea had changed, the great
ship was sluggish. Peering off into
the dark, Rantoul saw a ghostlike
wall, a towering apparition looming
above them, above the funnels, close
aboard and drawing slowly astern.
Ice. of course. How lucky they had
missed it. Ugh! it was cold. His
limbs ached, he shivered. He wish-
ed Josephine in hell. Perhaps, he
had been a bit hasty. She stirred
uneasily, she also saw the ice. A
feeling of guilty terror seized them.
His arms were tired; he was no
longer as vigorous as he had been
In years past.
Then the boat deck was Stirling
with men. Far forward on the
bridge, lights flashed. It had been
in darkness before. The radio was
sending. The steamer seemed to
shake. Seamen with axes and knives
were running aft. An officer, his
trousers hastily tucked into short
boots, brushed past them. He play-
ed his flash lamp on them, momen-
tarily. Josephine thought she saw
him smile. But why the rushing
about . . . the excitement . . . what
had happened?
(Continued next week)
PIGEONS—extinct passengers
Every little while some sporta
or naturalist reports having seen!
live passenger pigeon. On inves|
gat ion, however, it always turns1
that the bird is a mournihg do^
which is a smaller bird.
One hundred ye?rt: aco, in 18
Alexander Wilson, a famous natil
alist, s?-w Frankfort, Kentucky^
flock of passenger pigeons a
wide and so long that it took f«
hours to cross the town,
the rate of a mile a minute,
estimated that there were more«
two million birds in this one no
A hundred years earlier an otose
in Pennsylvania reported tow
passenger pigeons alighted n ^
numbers on trees as to r*
branches off.
The last known individual
senger pigeon died in the Cinci
be due to their wholesale slaugnj
by hunters. In 1879
eons sold at retail in
markets for sixty cents a d<»»
a boy with a shotgun^ could ®
$10 a day by killing them. ,1
that price. fonJ
This is only one of he j
native wild life which like th (
falo, have utterly vanished tm
---------------- because of
Fortunately ® I
American scene because
ed slaughter. ForUma^eI1^nfo
the states now have
game laws to protect such
tures as we have left.
A display of wM
sants will be one of gj
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Cooke, John Esten. The Rockdale Reporter and Messenger (Rockdale, Tex.), Vol. 60, No. 33, Ed. 1 Thursday, September 29, 1932, newspaper, September 29, 1932; Rockdale, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth742090/m1/4/: accessed July 18, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Lucy Hill Patterson Memorial Library.