Word: quitman
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Quitman County, Miss., where the rich black earth grows tall corn and bumper crops, there lives a Brobdingnagian boy. He stands 7 ft. 7 in his socks, sleeps in a 9-ft. bed, and picks as much as 300 pounds of cotton a day. When he isn't farming, 19-year-old Max Edward Palmer, wearing a little toothbrush mustache, is a freshman at Walnut Consolidated High and plays forward on the basketball team. Last week, he scored all of Walnut's 24 points in the first half, against bewildered Friars Point High. Earlier in the week...
...competition; three of his four opponents-a 44-year-old Navy Commander named Nelson Levings, 55-year-old ex-Supreme Court Clerk Thomas Quitman Ellis and 66-year-old ex-Congressman Ross A. Collins-were campaigning hard. But Bilbo paid no heed. Instead he howled a warning: "The white people of Mississippi are sitting on a volcano. . . . We are faced with a nationwide campaign to integrate the nigger with the social life of this country...
During World War I, when she was subbing as the editor for her husband, a Quitman clergyman used his churchly influence to wheedle a local grocer out of more than his Hooverized share of flour. The news leaked, and Quitman's food administrator cracked down on the parson. The scandal rocked the town. A Quitman banker, chief elder of the church, ordered Miss Edna to write an editorial denouncing the food administrator. She laughed him out of her office. Next day came word that the bank was going to foreclose a loan on the Free Press. When this news...
Miss Edna's editorials are read and quoted far from Quitman. Sometimes she chooses national topics: "Arthur Krock in the New York Times was lamenting that we had lost the freedom of the press for the duration of the war. He'd better be concerned about what we did with the freedom of the press when we had it." But mostly her thoughts and her words are of Quitman and Brooks County...
...matter of fact," she wrote recently, "we really are a No. 1 country town. The Chamber of Commerce pretends we want to be a city, and that leads us into many expensive follies. . . ." Her advice to Quitman's young ladies: "No more sophistication, my fine feathered females. You'd better be good and innocent and sweet, dewy and unspoiled-at least you'd better look that...