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East Side IT'S OKAY TO SHOOT A NEGRO, BUT FOR GOD'S SAKE, DON'T CURSE HIM! That which follows is the kind of humor which compares to the laugh one gets when seeing someone slip on a banana peel — It's funny, until you think about it. I must admit, the report is most funny to me, because I'm acquainted with its author, Easton King, Pascagoula, Miss. To think that such a fate should be King's, now that he's in his dotage. Here's his account of a recent trip to Washington: The wife, who writes for the national Postmaster's Gazette which Pascagoula pm Arthur Smith edits, had to go to Washing ton last week because of a postmaster convention and we tagged along. , , . That trip was climaxed by one of the most hetic 24 hours we've spent in many a year. It started Friday afternoon when, with the madam, we entered one of Washington's largest depart ment stores to do some shopping for the children. We went up in one crowded elevator, shopped, and down in another to the first floor where I made a purchase, reached to a back pocket for my wallet and found it gone. My pocket had been picked slick as a whistle and, to add insult to injury by a woman, too, for neither of us could remember seeing a man on either elevator. Well, we called a floor walker, the floor walker called the manager and the manager called the police. Inasmuch as all my credentials were in said lifted wallet I couldn't identify myself. I thought of acquaintances that could assure the manager that it really was me and the most impressive Washingtonian that flashed to mind was "Fishbait" Miller, majority doorkeeper for the House of Representatives. So I told the manager (I later found out he had been on the job only a week and had come from New York) to call him, ex plaining that he was House doorkeeper. That was a mistake be cause the manager looked real reluctant and I realized that when I said "doorkeeper" he thought of one of those guys in long coats and gold braid that open car doors and hold out a palm to be creased. Anyway, Fishbait wasn't in so i got an old newspaper friend to identify me. He must have done a pretty good job because after that the manager cashed a check. The police came, were polite, asked questions and then assured me that I would never see the wallet again. One cheerful character told me that by this time the cash had been removed and the wallet and papers stuffed down a sewer drain. On that note we boarded our plane at 12:35 a.m. and headed out for Mobile and the return home. While checking our bags we ran into another rlwartpr ahnilt as r.hperflll as thp pnlieoman and every bit as polite. That was the airline clerk who told us the whole southeast was blanketed with fog and we probably wouldn't be able to land at Mobile. We didn't. Stopped at Birmingham — supposed to have land ed at Atlanta but fog had that port closed. About two hours later we started out again after he pilot told us he didn't have any idea where he would be able to land but had gassed up with 6000 gal lons and could fly all day if necessary. He might have felt reassur ed by that but we didn't. An hour later the stewardess told us we were over Mobile but couldn't come down and would try New Orleans. To make a long story short we landed at Baton Rouge, stayed three hours, changed to another plane for New Orleans, stayed three more hours and caught another one for Mobile. The climax came, of course, when we went to get our bags. You guessed it — no baggage. We headed home, bought new tooth brushes and a razor and are now waiting for the airline to locate our baggage somewhere between Washington, Birmingham, Baton Rouge, New Orleans and Mobile. Guess there are days like that for everybody. STATE OF MISSISSIPPI ) COUNTY OF FORREST ) TRUSTEE’S NOTICE OF SALE WHEREAS, on February 4th, 1958, W. S Cooley and wife Mary Lou Cooley exe cuted their Deed of Trust to th'- under signed Trustee in the Deed of Trust Re corded in Book 209, page 431, of the Land Deed Records of Forrest County. WHEREAS, default having been made in the payment thereof, and I having been called upon by the beneficiary to foreclose the same. THEREFORE, I will on Dec. 4th 1959, at the front door of the Courthouse within legal hours, sell to the highest bidder for cash, the land described: The South 80 feet of Lot 6, Block 6 of the Burkett Survey as per map or plat thereof on file in the office of the Chancery Clerk. Witness my signature on this the 2nd dav of November, 19o9. y B. H. BAKER, Trustee. 4t 11-12 19, 26, 12-3 STATE OF MISSISSIPPI ) COUNTY OF FORREST ) TRUSTEE’S NOTICE OF SALE WHEREAS, on November 11th, 1958, James Bo irne also known as Janies Bow ers ar.d wife Mary Bourne executed their n'-u of Trust to the undersigned Trustee u the Deed of Trust Recorded in Book 22i " p ge 221, of the Land Deed of Trust Records of Forrest County. WHEREAS, default having been made in the payment thereof, and I having been called upon by the beneficiary to foreclose the same. THEREFORE, I will on Dec. 4th, 1959, at the front door of the Courthouse, within legal hours, sell to the highest bidder for cash, the land described: Part of Lots 5 and 6 in Block 7 of the R. N. Mixon Survey of the City of Hattiesburg, described as beginning at the Northeast corner of Lot 6 and run West 159 feet, South 40 fe"t, East 150 feet. North 40 feet to begin ning in Block 7 of the R. M Mixon Survey being 624 Gravel Street. Witness my signature on this the 2nd day of November. 1959. B. H. BAKER. Trustee. 4t 11 12, 19, 26, 12-3 STATE OF MISSISSIPPI ) COUNTY OF FORREST ) TRUSTEE'S NOTICE OF SALE WHEREAS, on December 11th, 19„6 Vaster Kendrick end w. Lizzie Kendrick executed their Deed of Trust to the un dersigned Trustee in the Deed of Trust Recorded in Bjok 199. page 32:, of tl ' Land Deed of Trust Records of For est County. WHEREaS. default having been marl” in the payment thereof, and I havin. been called upon by the beneficiary tc foreclose the same. THEREFORE, I will on December 4th 1259. at the front door of the Courthouse within legal hours, sell to the highest bidder for cash, the land described: Lots 7, 8, and all of Lot 5 less the Theatre... men sprawl about, we laugh and shudder enthraalled. We are in volved in a powerful new play about a world we squares know little about. Yet the junkies don’t seem un usual people. Ernie,'the kid from California wants to play the clar inet, only he hocked it last year; Solly knows Greek and Hebrew, obviously a scholaf; Leach, our host, grows furious when some one throws a match on his worn rug; Sam a large, good natured Negro who loves to tell stories— at one point he philosophizes “Atom Bombs, I can’t see what those cats have against atom bombs; personally I like mush rooms.” It’s true none of our heros hold steady jobs; but they all have plans. The only woman is an antique Salvation Army lass brought along by Cowboy when he fin ally arrives in the Second Act. He picked her up to confuse the fuzz. She came up for tea, and is bewildered as the beatniks sin gle file into the bathroom to re ceive their salvation from Cow boy. The beats delight in con fessing their sins to her. She tries to save them in a doddering sort of way. For example, she says to a photographer hired by the producer to film the event, “What is a nice Negro boy like you doing in a place like this?” But the Beatniks around her have their own religion, complete with cool language and dogma. Pivot- >-\vir>nir\ln rvf 'fVtOIV ligion is—get a fix—Dope and jazz lend style to their lives. What little material wealth they have, they willingly share with their fellow addicts. They call each other “baby”, or “man”, nev er sinking to say “boy” to a fel low man. They feel for each oth er—they know what it is to go without the dreams “the divine luxuries of opium”. They support each other’s dreams. What finer religion could one ask? The trag edy of it unfolds before our eyes. Man, this play is way out. Lis ten to the pad swing when the musicians blow their horns. Baby dig those square photographers hired to film the proceedings. One of them asks if there is any pot around. All the junkies laugh benignly as Leach answers, “No Baby, we don’t have any mari juana, but it’s sweet of you to ask.” Man, you walk out of there thinking, for you’ve come off of it for a couple of hours. The Con nection has exposed a soft car buncle of “our way of life”. The incision has drained away the puss of a disease we did not even admit existed. Man, that’s what ?ood theatre can do. East 10 feet. in Block 2 of the George L. Pace Subdivision, together with im provements. Witness my signature on this the 2nd day of November, 1959. B. H. BAKER, Trustee. 4t 11-12, 19, 26, 12-3 STATE OF MISSISSIPPI ) COUNTY OP FORREST ) TRUSTEE’S NOTICE OF SALE WHEREAS, on July 21st, 1959. Cornelius Henderson and wife Mattie Lee Lewis lender on executed their Deed of Trust to die undersigned Trustee in the Deed o: Jrust Recorded in Book 230, page 5C '1 the Lend Deed of Trust Records of Forrest County. WHEREAS, default having been mad< in the payment thereof, and I having jeen called upon by the beneiic.ary t foreclose the same. THEREFORE, I will on December 4th 1959, at the front door a Coi rthouse .vithin legal hours, se • u the highest bidder lor cash, th la: d rribe.d: Lots 7, 8 a’id 9 in , -a 6 of the ■Washington Height.; 3, / or Sub division of Forrest C '.int\ Mi; issippi, together with impro an ms. Witness my signature on tills the 2nc day of November, 1952. M. W. STUTTS, Trustee. 4t 11-1.', R, 25, 12 - The Petal Pape‘ THE PEhfiL PAPER: I'rlnttu on Thun, lay of each wce.V by THE ADVERTISE; PUBLISHING CO., Pa: cagr lia. Mies. Published bv East Publications Co. Bo 149, Hattiesburg, Miss. En.'-rm e; second class m. ttn at a Post Gi a Fetal, Mississ.pp. ui <ie Act of -A: " 1 8, 18.9. RE-EH TER Uj AT PAS AGOUL. ■. MISh Second c’af postage p.>'d at Pasoagoa 'a, I.Ii;s., and at ao.UM ua. mailing otacea RETURN PCI MS 1579 TO. THE Pfl AL PAPER, BOX 345, HaTT Bl RO M13S. : P E Blast Ec tor A Pub’.she 3UB8CRIP LIONS six Months . ... $3.oa Per ¥ eai .$5.00 Potomac... New York taxes, which hit the average citizen quite hard. The question of whether the higher taxes were or were not needed will probably be argued for some time. But one thing Rockefeller forgot was promptly to squeeze some of the fat out of the state budget, long inflated by the de mands of corrupt politicians. His failure brought criticism from organized labor and his program was called a “soak the poor” tax. A really tough politician would have handled the situation differ ently. ★ ★ ★ Who’s The Conservative? — Rockefeller now seems determin ed to convince the local Repub lican politicians that he is more conservative than the Vice Presi dent. That will take some doing, because Nixon is not so much conservative as he is “resilient”; or, to put it less politely, he’s tricky. The way Rockefeller is going about the unhappy task he has set for himself, is neither effec tive nor convincing. When the Soviet exhibit opened at the New York Pavilion, Rockefeller stay ed away. When Mikoyan came tc New York, Rockefeller was among the absentees. When M K came to town, Rockefeller man aged to avoid the limelight, al though he did say a few words about the American way of lift being “freedom” rather than “capitalism.” Nixon, on the other hand, some times acts as if he is convinced the public is tired of “cold war” attitudes. So he journeys to Mos cow, helps pave the way foi Khruschev to come here, and then gets into a debate with Mr. K which conevince's all Nixon’s tory friends that he .really fights for the Red, White and Blue even inside Russia. Rockefeller, the liberal, acts as if he is afraid of contact with the big, bad Russian bear; Nixon, the right-winger, acts as if nothing about contact with the Commu nists scares him. ★ ★ ★ The latest of Rockefeller’s “con servative” moves, is causing real anxiety among his liberal friends and it might even disaffect those many independent voters who have found the New York gov ernor so attractive. What he proposes is that the U. S. unilaterally resume nuclear testing (underground, to avoid fall-out). Some people wonder if this is merely a means of disaso ciating himself from the Eisen hower-Nixon “let’s not be beastly to the bear” approach. Or is there more to it? Until he develops his position more fully I think it would be wise to withhold judgment on Rockefeller’s tactics. But his man agers ought to know that there are many people besides local Re publican politicians who have yet to make up their mind about Rockefeller. 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