This edition of the Sun is a little lengthy, but there were so many items I found of interest. I hope they will be for each of you as well. Harris The Ellaville Sun Friday, January 13, 1939 No. 28 SCHLEY SLANTS by Raymond Duncan THEY'RE RUNNING TOGETHER--TAG AND TAG! Coincidence should get a deep laugh at the expense of Ellaville's two practicing physicians: Dr. L.S. Boyette's automobile license tag number for 1939 is 3255-E; Dr. Arch Avary's tag number for 1939 is 3256-E! FOR THOSE WHO BELIEVE IN WEATHER SAYINGS Flying ants swarmed in Ellaville this week. To some folk this means appearance of another nuisance, but to the oldsters who rely on weather sayings it means cold weather is over. Take your choice, I think I'll sit this one out. BUTTERFLIES ALSO PROMISE SPRING Brilliantly-colored butterflies flitted this week in flower gardens made bare by recent winter weather. Some hopefuls saw this as a further promise of an early spring. TOMATO FROM VEGETABLE GARDEN IN JANUARY! Mrs. V.H. Tondee observed the start of the New Year by calling upon her garden for a vegetable that usually grows only in summer. She served a tomato from her garden. HE HAS A BIRTHDAY ON FRIDAY THE THIRTEENTH! Harry Souter should come first in the best wishes column today--for he may need them. His birthday is today, Friday the 13th. Birthday greetings also go to Thayer Causey, 10th; James Murray, 14th; Martin James, 15th; Coach Carey Hatcher, 16th (note to Schley county high school boys' basketball team: please take the Tuesday night game for him); Bill Kelly, 17th. MRS. PRICE, BABY HIT BY LIGHTNING A bolt of lighting knocked down Mrs. Leonard Price and baby at their home in Midway community last Thursday morning. Window lights were shattered at the home of M.C. Murray, William James, Ed Price and Wallace in the same community. MOVE WITH CAUTION It's Friday the 13th Again! The superstitious move with caution and the mildly skeptical with uneasiness today, for it's one of the two unluckiest days of the year--Friday the 13th! Friday will fall on this date again in October. Anxious to escape harm on the day which tradition claims is cursed, the superstitious-minded have listed the things one should do and should not do today. Among the things you should do are: (1) Wink at solid white horses; (2) tip you hat to bob-eared dogs; (3) let a wagon of loose hay pass you; (4) keep your hat on in elevators, etc. And you should not: (1) Open an umbrella in the house; (2) eat bananas with catsup; (3) pick up safety pins in the street (that might be a necessity, however); (4) stir you coffee with a knife (this, though is asking too much); (5) take a rake through the living room (note to blondes: this does not apply to asking your boy friend to come in). etc. The voluminous Library of Congress places principal blame for the superstition upon two women. There is a legend that the Goddess Freya declared Friday a festive day for everyone to concentrate his thoughts upon her. Refusal to do this was answered by a curse. Another story, says the Library of Congress, is based upon a dream by a Wilmington, Del., woman, Mrs. Isaac Harvey, who became well known in her colonial America community for the power of her dreams, warned her husband not to lay the keel for his ship on Friday because the day was unlucky. He scoffed at her suggestion and not only laid the keel on that day of the week but named the brig Friday and launched her on Friday the 13th. Mrs. Harvey had the last word: the boat sank two Fridays later, and the settlers decided the day was clouded by an evil spell. Her husband lived to hear her say, "I told you so," for he didn't sail on the ship. H.G. MCKEE DIES MONDAY Former School Superintendent of Ellaville Passes Henry Grady McKee of Portal, Ga., former superintendent of the Ellaville consolidated school who was widely known in educational circles throughout the state, died Monday night at a Savannah hospital after a critical illness of more than three weeks. He had been in ill health for many months but had continued without interruption his duties as superintendent of the Portal consolidated school until the week before classes recessed for the Christmas holidays. A native of Dekalb county, Mr. McKee was graduated from North Georgia college at Dahlonega and received his master's degree from the University of Georgia. He served overseas with distinction during the World War. After heading the mathematics department at Georgia Military academy, College Park, Mr. McKee taught at Dalton and Americus before coming here in September, 1926. Besides raising the academic level of the school during the seven years of his superintendency, Mr. McKee gained a wide reputation as a basketball coach, directing the Ellaville championship team of 1927. Mr. McKee became superintendent of Claxton high school in September, 1933, and was president of the district division of the Georgia Education Association while there. Later he moved to Portal. He was a member of the Presbyterian church. Services were held at Portal on Tuesday morning at 10 o'clock and at Mount Zion Methodist church in Henry county Wednesday afternoon. Burial was in Masters cemetery there. Surviving besides his widow, the former Miss Ruth Porter of Danville, Ga., are a son, Vernon McKee, five brothers, A.L., R.O., V.H., M.H., and T.T. McKee and a sister, Miss Mamie McKee, all of Atlanta. "IN THE DAYS OF THY YOUTH" by Raymond Duncan School was closed out Monday night for H.G. McKee, who dedicated his life to helping children to prepare for theirs. Eight years of his career were spent in Ellaville as superintendent of the consolidated school here. Mr. McKee touched hundreds through his work and people in all walks of life paid him warm tribute when they heard of his passing. I was one of his students, being a member of the last class (1933) graduated under him in Ellaville. When I was told he had gone on to stand the Final Examination, I could think of only two things. I shall tell about them because I believe they testify in what measure he succeeded in life..... Chapel was a brief program attended by the student body three times a week because it was part of a routine, that offered no choice. The classes shuffled in to a march with the principal interest being who would get the song books distributed by two boys who stood in front of the stage. The assembly dragged through two or three folk songs, there were some announcements, and Mr. McKee read a passage of Scripture. His voice was magnetic and he read well, so I listened. Years before I was graduated I came to notice he seemed to read a certain passage often. Soon after the repetition occurred to me, I decided he was reading it too often. Frequently, as clearly as I can remember, he read it on successive days. I left school, and he went to another town. One night---perhaps about two years later---I happened to think of him. Somehow, I could see him standing there on the bare platform, and could hear him saying" "Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth, while the evil days come not, no the years draw nigh, when thou shall say, I have no pleasure in them...... While the sun, or the light, or the moon, or the stars, be not darkened, nor the clouds return after the rain. In the day when the speakers of the house shall tremble, and the strong men shall bow themselves, and the grinders cease because they are few, and those that look out of the windows be darkened, and the doors shall be shut in the streets, when the sound of the grinding is low, and he shall rise up at the voice of the bird, and all the daughters of music shall be brought low; Also when they shall be afraid of that which is high, and fears shall be in the way, and the almond tree shall flourish, and the grasshopper shall be a burden, and desire shall fail; because man goeth to his long home and the mourners go about the streets; or ever the silver cord be loosed, or the golden bowl be broken, or the pitcher be broken at the fountain, or the wheel broken at the cistern. Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was; and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it. This is the reading of the 12th chapter of Ecclesiastes, first through the seventh verse. Let us repeat the Lord's Prayer." I understood that night for the first time why he had read it so often: he knew it had a message all of us should have heard. I felt he had known he was taking a long shot at the far target in trying to deliver that message. But that he had thought the chance of some of us one day remembering it was worth his tirelessness. Always, afterwards, when I read or heard any reference to this passage, or mention of Mr. McKee, I admired this man who gave patience to the hopeless aim of trying to teach understanding to children who were not yet wise enough to know that they knew nothing. Many times he told his algebra students they had not solved their problems. Often one would answer, "But I got the right answer." Then he would reply, "You are working to get the answer, you are working to solve the problem." Such a statement seemed ridiculous, and all of the boys and girls shared the opinion (after school was out for the day) that it sounded balmy. Years later, I remembered those classroom incidents and understood why he had told us what he did. I came to know that there were no answers in the back of the book of the problems of life. That made clear the necessity of choosing the right method, and of making no mistakes of addition or subtraction or multiplication. I shall always remember this man as urging, "Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth......." and explaining, "You are not working to get the answer, you are working to solve the problem." If when I have written my last story, someone can say as much for me---with the sincerity I have written this---I will know I have won out, for someone will remember the Infinite because He has thought of me; for someone will have understood that he himself must solve the problems of his own life, because of something I said. 25 YEARS AGO THIS WEEK E.J. Hart was re-elected mayor and all other city officials returned to office in an election void of a contest. Council members are H.J. Dyess, Rogers Williams, C.S. Wall, R.E. Hill and E.W. strange. C.L. Battle is recorder. The Rev. C.M. Dunaway ended a two weeks' revival at the Methodist church Sunday night, Jan. 11. W.T. Tondee has purchased the complete stock of Burt and Tondee, general mercantile store, and will operate the firm under his name. SPECIAL TAXES FOR THE CITY OF ELLAVILLE Ellaville, Ga., Jan 4, 1939. Be it ordained by the Mayor and City Council of Ellaville, Ga., and it is hereby ordained by said authority that a special tax be levied by the City of Ellaville on each occupation tax as follows and collected for the year 1939. Auctioneers alone or in the connection with other business, per day....$25.00 Agents taking orders for clothing....5.00 Barber Shops....5.00 Colored Barber Shops....2.50 Brick, Lime and Cement dealers....5.00 Bowling Alleys....10.00 Blacksmith Shop....2.50 Beef and Fish Market....5.00 Banker or Bankers Agency...10.00 Cotton Seed Buyers or agents buying for others....5.00 Coal Dealers or Agents for others....5.00 Clock Agents....10.00 Dancing Halls kept for rent....50.00 Dealers of Agents for Automobiles, Trucks or Tractors, new or old....15.00 Life Insurance Company...10.00 Fire Insurance Companies, each.... 10.00 Flying Jennies, per day....25.00 Fertilizer Plants or Mixer....10.00 Fruit Tree Agents....10.00 Garages....10.00 Gasoline or Oil Trucks....15.00 Gasoline Dealers, each stand....5.00 Ginneries, each....10.00 Hearse, each....5.00 Livery, Auto or otherwise....10.00 Loan Agents....5.00 Live Stock Traders, traveling, per day....5.00 Lunch Stands, serving lunches on the streets, per day....1.00 Occultists, traveling, per day....5.00 or 50.00 for 1939 Pressing Clubs....2.50 Peddlers....50.00 Piano Agents....10.00 Slot Machines....25.00 Storage Tanks, Gasoline and Kerosene....10.00 Pool Rooms....25.00 Picture Agents....50.00 Patent Medicine Agents....25.00 Planning Mills and Variety Shops that dress up to 100o feet per day....5.00 over 1,000 feet....15.00 Restaurants....5.00 Sewing Machine Agents....25.00 Stove Agents....25.00 Skating Rinks kept for pay....10.00 Sales Stables....10.00 Soft Drink Trucks....10.00 Soda Fount of cold bottle drinks....2.50 Tailor Shops....5.00 Wood Yards....5.00 Bread Trucks....5.00 Warehouses....10.00 Shows and items not mentioned above in discretion of the mayor. Which said license and special tax shall be due and collected in advance, and any person, firm or corporation doing any business that is subject to a license or a special tax shall, before engaging in same make application to the Clerk and Treasurer of the City of Ellaville for a license, and shall pay to the Clerk and Treasurer the amount of said license or special tax in advance. Any person violating provisions of the foregoing ordinances shall upon conviction, be punished as prescribed in Section 21 of the charter of Ellaville. Any ordinance conflicting with this ordinance shall be repealed and is hereby repealed. Done in regular meeting of the City Council of Ellaville, Ga., January 4, 1939. S.W. Miles, Mayor C.T. Battle, Recorder. HOSPITAL NOTES Miss Jeanette Wells of Buena Vista underwent a major operation at Boyette's clinic, Jan. 6. BIRTHS Mr. and Mrs. Paul Theus announce the birth Jan. 7 at Boyette's clinic of a son. He weighed six pounds and has been named Clarence Bentley. HERE AND THERE by Charles Wall Do we resolve to fight for peace or democracy? For a long time we have been greeting the new year with a hat full of high and mighty resolutions. Some have, fallen through the first day; others we may have kept a week and still others we have carried with us down through the years. This year there is one resolution we all need to make and keep until the end of civilization. We will not go to war again. Many of us have made this resolution before but we have let some grabber like Hitler or Mussolini come along and back us right into the dog house. Personally, I'm getting bored with the public's casual denunciation of war. Yet every year we can look our fellow man in the eye and shout "Happy New Year" without thinking or saying, "I'll be seeing you in the trenches." Why don't we take up arms now and win the war without a shot being fired? All of us are red-blooded citizens and we all know that our backbone has not caved in. We leave our fate in the hands of politicians who work in funny ways to perform their antics. At this very moment there are battles going on and we still just sit back and think, "They can't touch us." But you don't know how close they are getting to touching you. It is only human nature for a man to be removed from his anatomy and, just between you and me, it is time to be getting worried. There are certain factions in this world that are gaining ground every day and defeat seems to be something of the past if we, the people, don't rouse up and do something about it. And this is it--to have nothing to do with war, even if we have to go to jail, and do everything we can to prevent war, even to fighting our weight in congressmen and propagandists. end # 28