By the sudden death of Mr. Bickford, the Library Association of Southern Pines has lost a sincere friend and aid. While not identified with the inception of this institution, Mr. Bickford was an early and generous contributor of books and the several hundred volumes presented to the association were by his wish merely acknowledged to “Anonymous” in this column. At the annual meeting of the Association last January, Mr. Bickford was made a trustee and much of the work of his committee, Books and Administration, has fallen upon his shoulders this summer. In common with many other phrases of Mr. Bickford’s activities in Southern Pines, the Library Association has lost an active member whose passing will be long regretted.
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While the north has been enduring the miseries of a torrid spell, we have been blessed with brilliantly clear, cool days and the pleasant north east breeze has made a blanket or two a luxury at night.
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St. Swithin’s record was fairly kept last week. A shower Thursday night and on Friday afternoon another wet down the east half of the town, the Seaboard trucks being a plain division line, but just to be fair, a much harder one came along a half hour later and went down the west half. This shower was followed by a wonderful double rainbow. To make a fair average, Saturday, Sunday, Monday and Tuesday showed us cloudless skies.
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Last Thursday evening as the well fed and contented popu8lace of our town were strolling out of the post office with their eagerly sought copies of the Citizen, an elated young lady with a plentiful supply of mail, charged into a shiny Ford and disposed of the mail and sundry accessories in various corners and prepared to depart, but suddenly realized, with a shriek of dismay, that her shiny ford was just a little further up the street and that the real owner of her absent-minded selection was regarding the performance with a somewhat quizzical look of interrogation on his countenance. Exit.
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Appearing above the eastern horizon a little after 10 o’clock the planet Mars now makes a brilliant and spectacular appearance every evening, more so than any one living has seen, or ever will see again. Earth and the red star are drawing nearer each other so that on August 23rd they will be but 35 million miles apart instead of the usual distance of nearly 70 million. Perhaps astronomers will be able to discover that the weird tales of Flamarion, Wells and others have some foundation in fact and that the “angry planet” is inhabited by beings of grotesque form.
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Mr. Wheeler has completed the cellar for his new bungalow on the extension of New Hampshire avenue, the excavation being 40 by 50 feet, this being the dimensions of the building exclusive of the porches. The foundation is cement block, brick capped, and the house is to be shingled and to contain 12 rooms of which the living room is to be 18 by 24, with a large fireplace. When completed, Mr. Wheeler will erect two more bungalows north of the one now building, these to face toward Ridge street and the Carthage Hills.
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Mr. Burgess has just completed for Mr. William Cook one of the finest small bungalows of our town. Located on the east side of Ashe street between Massachusetts and New York avenues, the red-roofed tile and stucco dwelling with its French windows has a dignity of line and harmony of color that well typifies the new dwellings now being erected in Southern Pines. The new bungalow contains two bed rooms, bath, kitchen and a living room with one of the most pleasing fireplaces I have seen hereabouts. The oak floors are somewhat of a departure from the ordinary painted flooring so long in use, and the entire construction is cool and comfortable.
From the front page of The Sandhill Citizen, Southern Pines, N.C., Friday, August 1, 1924
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