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IT'S THIS WAY
BY DOYLE JONES JR.
Jest of the Week: “Fore!” yelled the golfer, ready to play.
But the woman on the course paid no attention.
“Fore!” he shouted again with no effect.
“Ah,” suggested his opponent in disgust, “try her once with
‘three ninety-eight’.”
• • •
There never has been nor will there ever be a man more in
fluential and who excerted more influence on his town and com
munity than Quimby Melton Sr., publisher of The Griffin Daily
News. He is a model newspaperman and though he has reached the
age of retirement he is still serving Griffin and Spalding County
to the best of his vast abilities. I do not know of another contem
porary in Georgia journalistic circles who has devoted more of
himself in loving service to his community than has Mr. Melton.
1 know of the esteem and respect by which he is held by members
of the Fourth Estate of the Georgia Press Association and that
he and his editor son, Quimby Melton Jr., form one of the top
father-son publishing teams in the state.
Heaven knows, Mr. Melton neither needs or expects this accolade
from me. Every honor that journalism and grateful citizens can
bestow have been heaped on his head and capable shbulders. This
well deserved tribute is just to say how much a neighbor news
paperman enjoys his daily column, “Good Evening” and how much
in particular I enjoyed one of recent vintage.
It seems that members of the senior class of Griffin High School
appealed to Mr. Melton for two poems which they wished to use in
the commencement program. One was known as “A Confederate
Soldier’s Prayer,” written by an unknown Confederate soldier,
with Mr. Melton instrumental in obtaining the poems for them.
In his column, which I clipped to surely find a place in my
scrapbook, he reproduced the two poems sought by the seniors. We
are doing the same with hopes that many readers will also wish
to save them.
CONFEDERATE SOLDIER’S PRAYER
I asked for strength that 1 might achieve;
1 was made weak that I might learn humbly to obey.
1 asked for help that 1 might do great things;
1 was given infirmity that I might do better things.
1 asked for riches that I might be happy;
1 was given poverty that 1 might be wise.
1 asked for power that 1 might have the praise of men;
1 was given weakness that 1 might feel the need of God.
1 asked for all things that 1 might enjoy life;
1 was given life that 1 might enjoy all things.
1 got nothing that 1 asked for; but everything that 1 had hoped
for.
Almost despite myself, my unspoken prayers were answered.
1 am among all men richly blessed.
(Written by an unknown Confederate soldier.)
A PRAYER
“Let me do my work each day and if the darkened hours of
despair overcome me, may I not forget the strength that comforted
me in the desolation of other times.
May 1 still remember the bright hours that found me walking
over the silent hills of my childhood, or dreaming on the margin
of the quiet river, when a light glowed within me, and 1 promised
my early God to have courage amid the tempests of the changing
years.
Spare me from bitterness and from the sharp passions of un
guarded moments. May I not forget that poverty and riches are
of the spirit. Though the world know me not, may my thoughts and
actions be such as shall keep me friendly with myself.
Lift my eyes from the earth, and let me not forget the uses of
the stars. Forbid that 1 should judge others, lest I condemn myself.
Let me not follow the clamor of the world, but walk calmly in
my path. Give me a few friends who will love me for what I am;
and keep ever burning before my vagrant steps the kindly light
of hope.
And though age and infirmity overtake me, and I come not
within sight of the castle of my dreams, teach me still to be thankful
for life, and for time's olden memories that are good and sweet;
and may the evening’s twilight find me gentle still.”
THE JACKSON PROGRESS-ARGUS, JACKSON, GEORGIA
Guest Editorial
DUNDALK, ONT., HERALD
10 COMMANDMENTS FOR HAPPINESS
1. God gives according to our needs —not our
wants.
2. If you see someone without a smile —give him
one of yours.
3. The easiest person to deceive is yourself.
4. The happiness in your life is in your thoughts.
5. Steel is strong because it knows the temper of
• white heat.
6. If your knees are weak with fear—kneel on
them.
7. There is nothing wrong with a change, provid
ing it is in the right direction.
8. Find your joy in what you do, not what you in
tend to do.
9. No opportunity is really lost, the other fellow
takes the ones you miss.
10. Life is like a grindstone, whether it wears you
out or polishes you up—it all depends on what
you are made of.
STARK
mrs. hope McClure
Mr. and Mrs. Alvin, O’Neal
and family of Forest Park and
Mr. and Mrs. Hugh Lee O’Neal of
Atlanta visited Mr. and Mrs. Asa
O’Neal over the weekend.
The many friends of Mrs. Car
rie Clark regret that she con
tinues quite ill at Sylvan Grove
Hospital and hope that she will
feel better soon.
Mr. Gene Mitchell was at home
from Ohio for the weekend with
his family here.
Mr. Robert Reese has bought
the Wood Kitchens home place
and plans to move in after re
modeling the house.
Mr. and Mrs. Gerald McClure,
Darla and Andrea of Forest Park
spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs.
Willis McClure, Mrs. Kathy Reese
and Stacey Ann.
Mr. and Mrs. Ila Welch, Mrs.
Cindy Page and baby all of For
syth and Mr. and Mrs. Thomas
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NOTICE TO PUBLIC
This notice is to inform our customers and
the public at large that we will be closed the
week of July 4th to afford a vacation for our
employees. Our plants will be closed June 30th
through July 6th, reopening for business on
Monday, July 7th.
We respectfully ask that notice be taken of
this vacation period and that consideration be
given to having your dry cleaning and laundry
done in advance.
Thank you for your past patronage.
Jackson City Cleaners
Superior Cleaners
Jinks of Atlanta were spend the
day guests of Mr. and Mrs. V. L.
Jinks Sunday.
Mrs. Evelyn Owens, Mrs. Shir
ley Blalock and Miss Cris Bla
lock of Forest Park visited rel
atives here and attended a fam
ily reunion at Indian Springs
Saturday.
Mr. and Mrs. C. L. Bradley
have returned to their home on
Jackson Lake after having spent
several days with relatives in At
lanta.
Miss Lunette Kitchens of At
lanta was a recent guest of Mrs.
Madge Holifield and other rel
atives for several days.
Guests of Mr. and Mrs. B. A.
Williamson Saturday were Mr.
James Bryant Williamson of Ma
son and Mrs. Maryna O’Neal of
Atlanta.
Mrs. Harvey Pearson and three
children who have visited her
parents, Mr. and Mrs. Fred Mor
gan, for two weeks left Wed
nesday for their home in Vir
ginia.
‘Whatsoever Things'
BY DONALD E. WILDMON
WILL WE LEARN BEFORE IT IS TOO LATE?
Couldn’t we learn to love each other? Be
fore it is too late, before we go too far, before
we destroy the earth and everything there is in
it, couldn’t we learn to love each other? Don’t
turn me off, don’t call me a fanatic, don’t say
I’m off my rocker. For the chances are growing
greater and greater every day that we will destroy
each other unless we learn to love each other.
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We have missiles strung around the world, missiles that have
but one purpose—to kill. We humans annually spend more money
on weapons than on any other single item. Some people call it pro
gress, this ability to kill more than your enemy. The Galilean says
it is suicide.
It Won’t Work
“Love your enemy ...” No, we can’t do that, can we? “It
won’t work,” we say. How do we know it won’t work, we haven’t
tried it. We have been too busy inventing more deadly weapons. It
could very well be that the most powerful weapon in all the world
is to practice the Galilean’s way, to “love your enemy.” We have
worked on the assumption that the only way to get rid of our
enemy is to destroy him, kill him. But don’t you get rid of your
enemy when you make him your friend?
Couldn’t we learn to love each
other? Before somebody accident
ly pushes the wrong button at the
right time, couldn’t we learn to
be brothers? Do we have to de
stroy this earth, blow it to pieces,
because of orfir sinfulness?
Couldn’s we find a way to work
things out?
Fighting Wrong War
We have declared war on pov
erty in this country. We have set
out to improve everybody’s lot.
We are going to try to give ev
erybody a fair share. That ok.
But we are only by-passing the
real war on poverty. Our great
est poverty is in the spiritual
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realm. The very area that made
us great we have now placed last.
We are poor. We have more than
we have ever had before, we
eat better than we have ever eat
en, and we spend more now than
ever before in history. But we are
poor. Starving. Dying. We have
nothing to undergird us, to tie
us together, to help us under
stand ourselves and get along
with our fellowman. Couldn’t
we learn to love each other?
We take liquor and bottle it
and sell it and tax it and drink it
by the millions of gallons. We
take tobacco and roll it and sell
it and tax it and smoke it by the
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SERVICE
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THURSDAY. J UNE
tons. We take set
film it, print it, and £*“■
voluminously and call it- * 11
We hate e,c-h o,“" £
the color of o ur skin ° f
size of our incoma, or’
someone can do something
better than we can. * nd -ii ‘ tle
things are only ; !ymptoffis **
sickness ,a sickness in the soul „
man. It is hungering f or 1 ”
thing we are denying it . i t is
mg out for its Creator. *
What a grand place to i iv .
we could have if we could only
learn to love one another as H
loves us. Couldn’t we learn to 7
that? Couldn’t we? Before itt
too late? (Copyright 1969 nJ
aid E. Wildmon)— Five Star Fea
tures.
(Visit the Holy Land with Mr.
Wildmon. 10 days $599
down, $25 month. Nov. 24-Dec
3, 1969. For more information
write him at Box 1368, Tunelo’
Miss. 38801)
CARD OF THANKS
I wish to thank everyone who
remembered me in any way while
I was in Piedmont Hospital and
since I have been with my daugh
ter, Mrs. L. C. Dodson, Decatur,
Ga. May God bless each of you.
Mrs. J. Carl Funderburk.
Butts County
VFW Post 5374
Regular Meeting Nights
THIRD FRIDAY
in each month.
Youth Center 7:30
SAMMY COCHRAN
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