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AMES DAILY TRIBUNE-TIMES. AMES. IOWA. MONDAY, MAKUJSL 12, W34. "BUY BBTTE1 Of AMES' Amet Daily Sit Fiftfc J.

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uf OeuBty. of Jrtar of Story County. of Story County, year Story Ceunly. month of I .14 z.w 4.0(1 .511 6.00 be present when the reckless driver was takiug erne, of the chances he didn't get away with. Yes, there should be the emblem of death oa ft long line of automobiles which otherwise look no different than any other cars of their kind.

This suggestion may make some of the reckless drivers think twice before running a risk the next time. All tubKrlptlont mutt In trill dlncontltnnd tt expiration nnlCTt N.t'otml wMrttelni i don York-CMcwDw SUSTAINING MEMBER JfationaL StiforiaL JWR, Jtisoctaiion, A HEROISM THAT PUTS LIFE INTO HISTORY History never gets really interesting until it gels down from its high stool, shuts up its heavy ledgers, and starts telling us about the little, unnoticed incidents that high-light great occasions. For these little things are what give the great s.tories their true flavor. Among them there is the case of the mysterious monument on the battlefield of Antietam. On this stretch of Maryland farmland was fought one of the great battles of the Civil war.

Lee, swinging back toward Virginia after his first invasion of the north in 1862, made a stand behind Antietam creek and met the onset of McClellan. The fight is recorded as a Union but the northern army was mangled so badly that, when Lee withdrew across the Potomac, no pursuit was made. At any rate, until a few years ago, the battlefield was studded with more than SO monuments commemorating the deeds of various commands. All but of Confederate marker erected by the state of Union monuments. Then, one day, a stranger appeared in the adjacent town of Sharpsburg, inquiring where he could sent a horse and wagon to transport a stone to the battlefield.

And the next day there was found on the field a new monument bearing a tablet which read: "Near this spot an abandoned Confederate gun manned by a second lieutenant of the Sixth "Virginia infantry volunteers from Anderson's Georgia brigade, was placed in action Sept. 17, 1862." That's all! No one, to this day, knows who put the marker there; no one knows the names of the three southerners who, coming upon an abandoned field piece in the tumult of a storm-swept field, swung its muzzle toward the enemy and served it. No one knows what happened to them, Or how their.action weighed in' the final result, or whether the gun finally went back to. with Lee or was captured by But the mysterious marker adds much to the story of the battle. It makes the affair'Cease to be a history-book tableau, for the moment; the smoke cloud lifts and we get a glimpse of an unnoticed bit of heroism that lights up the action.

Stories like this make history real. DEATH ON THE RADIATOR About one out of 10 of the automobiles that use the public streets and highways, should an emblem a large, staring death's head. It wouldn't be a pretty sight. But it would be accurate symbol. Ten per cent of motorists are responsible for our gigantic death and injury toll.

Not all them, of course, have, an accident year. But they all take chances. They are irresponsible or incompetent or congenitally careless. They cut in and out of traffic, missing oncoming cars by an eyelash and feeling a thrill of achievement while doing it. They pass on hills and curves, and regard even the most basic and sensible traffic laws as being inimical obstacles which should be avoided whenever possible.

They drive at high speeds when road and traffic conditions make it exceedingly dangerous. leave behind them 30,000 corpses and hundreds of thousands of injured persons whose sole offense was that they happened to COOPERATIVES AS EDUCATORS In the past few years, much of the most important work of farm cooperative organizations has been in the field of education. Only part of this educational activity has been directed at their members and oilier farmers. The public has shared in it. So have government officials.

So have business men. Progressive cooperatives are making the desires and needs of the farmer understood by the urban and political worlds. The full effect of that work has not been seen yet, but it is not difficult to grasp its importance. At the moment the general public Is probably better informed on the farm situation, and is more sympathetically minded toward agriculture, than it ever has been because of the cooperatives. And there has never been a time when repre- sntatives of th organized farmers found so ready a welcome at Washington, and so eager an audience to listen to the advice they have to The hand of the cooperatives is apparent in some of the most important paragraphs of the recent agricultural act.

The of the cooperatives is they're meeting new problems daily, battling them, and winning out. They're laying the soundest foundation on which to build, that agriculture ever had. They're getting rid of old methods, lethargic and ignorant attitudes of mind. They're deserving of the utmost success. Newspaper Comment We're Interested Iowa City Press Citizen: In his speech to the academic audience at the American university in Washington recently, President Roosevelt touched at length on, one of the most salient results of this last in American life.

It is the interest shown by the people of the United States in the subject of the government of this broader civic interest, with which the citizenry as a whole has found itself possessed, is one of the blessings which have come out of the lean times thru which we hope we have passed. As long as everything goes along on the prosperous plane, the average citizen is inclined to take it as it comes without much inquiry into causes and effects. But when we experience the disastrous effects of inflated prosperity, such as has been our lot in the last few years, men and women are ready to hunt for the 'causes and remedy them. -They are doing that today, to the advantage of their own interests. Dollar's Still A Dollar Lafe Hill in Nora Springs If you had not read it in the papers, you wouldn't know our gold dollar is cut in two.

Your corn, your oats, your cream, your chickens, and your day's work seem to buy just about the same amount of food and other comforts as they did before. The old definition, of "money'S'as a medium of exchange-still g'ardless of the newfangled interpretation of the brain trust now on deck. Test of the Liquor Law Times: Governor Herring insists that ministration' law "wiif "demonstrate to the'people of Jo'w-aihat it is a real temperance toea- sure." It is agreed that the real test will depend upon the sincerity of the commissioners in their construction and administration of test that will determine whether it is to a- control the sale of liquor or simply a law to legalize the sale of liquor. Proposed 32-Hour Week Atlantic News-Telegraph: All industry could adopt a. 32-hour week if the codes provided that the 32 hours should be worked for 32 hours pay.

Small industry cannot, adopt the radically shorter week at the wage paid for the longer week and. stay out the bankruptcy courts. General Johnson knows this, as must any other man who knows anything about business conditions today. The Drop in the Bucket Scanning the News By THOMAS F. CROCKER How a small group of men commercialize war, disturb peace and prolong conflict for their personal gain is at last being disclosed.

These men know no national loyalty. War is their business. Fear, jea'lousy and hatred are their allies. The bloodier the slaughter on the battlefields, the greater are their profits. Friends and foe alike are their customers.

In the World war, Germans used British guns to kill Englishmen, British sailors used German caiinon to sink German shiDS. Today, tho there is a truce in the slaughter, intrigue leading to war goes on unabated. French munitions makers contribute to Hitler's campaign funds and French newspapers, controlled by the same munitions cry loudly for more defense against Hitler. If an arms makers in Roumania is able to sell 200,000 rifles to Bulgaria, it is easy to sell 300,000 rifles to Roumania. The war giant consumes a billion and a half dollars annually for armaments in preparation for wars that are yet to be fought and more billions annually to pay for wars already fought.

Most of the so-called civilized struggling under unbearable burden of debt arid; most of the burden was created War is a business of stupendous profit for munitions makers and of stupendous cost in money, property and physical suffering for everyone else. The amazing story qf the sordid business that it is, the'creed, of the munitions makers, the international traffic in; armaments, the "family ties" between the :) giant arms concerns. a. story filled with almost incredible revelations is Sold in the current issue 51 the magazine Fortune, has been widely commented upon in'the press of the United States. Germany and Italy, where the press is- censored by the government, and in France, where it is controlled by the armament makers, those whose blood will be spilled freely in the next war, will probably not read about it.

Colonel Charles A. Lindbergh was invited to Washington last week to confer with Secretary Bern and to give his ideas on improvement of the army sen-ice. Undoubtedly airmail flying was an important topic of the discussion. Coincident with the colonel's visit, President Roosevelt ordered the army airmail routes curtailed to reduce dangers. Ten pilots have been killed since the air corps essayed deliver the mails and the president declared Saturday that "deaths must to return the airmail service to private companies under a new 'system of contracts, which would eliminate the features of the old.

arrangement, has been introduced into congress and will be acted upon However, it will probably be June, at "the earliest, before the air corps is relieved of its most difficult peacetime task. PASTOR TO Luther League Will Meet at Randall The Rev. Amos W. Stolen, pastor of the Ames Lutheran church, Friday evening will deliver the opening sermon of the Story City circuit Luther league convention to be held at Randall Friday, Saturday and Sunday, March 1C, 17 and IS. His topic will be "The Cross Road to Glory." The convention will evening at 7:30 p.

m. and continue thru Sunday evening. Tiie theme the meeting is "The Cross in Spiritual Experiences." The principal speaker will be the Rev. 0. Gornitzka, dean of the Lutheran Bible institute.

Minneapolis, who will speak morning, afternoon and evening both Saturday and Sunday. He is not to speak on the Friday evening program. Sessions will be held Friday evening at 7 o'clock; Saturday at 30 a. 2 p. m.

and 7:30 p. and Sunday at 11 a. 2: oO p. in. and 7:30 p.

all in the Elim Lutheran church, Randall. Several other Story county Lutherans, in addition to the Rev. Mr. Stolen, are scheduled to appear on the program. The Bergen church girls' sextet of Rolandcand Miss Betty Britson of Roland) sing and Yal Racek of Huxley will present a paper on "The and the Different Gospel," Saturday morning.

On Saturday afternoon, Miss Elizabeth Holland, will lead devotions and the Salem mixed quartet Roland will sing. Lu- ver'ne Johnson of Story City will lead devotions and Miss Esther Holland of Cambridge read a paper on and the Saturday'evening. The Immahuel Junior, choir of Story City will sing Sunday afternoon. Miss Grayce Severson of Ames will read a paper on "The Cross and the World" on the same'program. On Sunday evening, the St.

Petri men's chorus of Story City will sing. Andrew W. 1 secretary of the treasury under three presidents, faces prosecution by the department of justice on a charge of evading income tax payments. At Washington, Attorney General Cum- tuiugs has announced that cases against Mellon, James J. Walker, former mayor of New York, Thomas S.

Lament, a partner in Morgan and Company, and Thomas L. Sidlo, law Newton D. Baker, secretary of. war under Wopdrow Wilson, have been prepared for presentation to federal In addition government is investigating alleged monopolistic practices of Mr. Mellon's aluminum industrv.

MAYBE WE CAN HS IT UAM William Randolph Hearst continues his savage attacks on the NBA. Saturday night he accused the blue eagle of delaying business recovery, declared that all the government needs to do now is "to protect business from the plunderers and toe parasites," which, it seems tn me, is thejreal object of the KRA. With increasing intensity as the depression progresses, legitimate business was the -victim of plunderers and parasites-who attached themselves like barnacles to almost every line of business, making it impossible for anyone in the industry to make money. Today, cutthroat practices are being rooted out by the NRA and the way is being opened for the profitable reemployment of millions who have been without work. Mr.

Hearst remarks: "There are some of us who believe that prosperity is in the United States and that the prosperity of J1919 to 1929 can be made perman- 'ent and typical." Mr. Hearst should know by this time, if he did not know during the last decade, that the prosperity of which he speaks was a sham and a delusion. It brought great richfs from stock gambling to a small number of our people and huge profits from questionable banking practices and unsoundly- financed foreign trade to some of the same group, but to 30,000.000 people living on farms it was a period of steadily increasing financial distress. To thousands of bank depositors it was a period of successive bank failures and to millions of industrial workers it was a period of increasing technological unemployment and economic insecurity. The prosperity of 1310 to 1929 was not a real prosperity even to those who participated ID the gains.

Many of them have lost their profits in the years since 1929 and are as bud off today as many' who gained nothing. At the bom It fcas but a temporary boom. Lilse a toy balloon it wns doomed lo collapse and. hjivlnfi r-Mlaimi-rl, it imd best noi ho inflated agiiln, wen: unuiiiwental MAXWELL Henry Harmon, 75, resident of Maxwell for 23 years, died Friday morning at the home of a granddaughter, Mrs. Jack VUrs, here.

He had been ill with pneumonia since Monday. am! operated a shoe, repair shop here. He and.his wife had been making tneifrjh'pnie wiittejtwith their granddaughters. Funeral services were held Sunday, afternoon at 2 o'clock at the Methodist church with the Rev. W.

M. Seheuermann in charge. Burial was in the Peoria Besides his wife, Mr. Harmon is survived by two daughters, Mrs. Ray of Collins and Mrs.

Edgar -Hansen of Ganvin and two sons, Ver'n of Salt Lake, City, Utah and Jay of'-Ma' from Utah came, for Answers to Test Questions are the answers to the test questions printed on page 1. 1. Depilatories; 2. Roman Catholic. 3.

The Philippines. 4. British general in the American Revolutionary war. 5. English poet.

6. Topeka. 7. Great: English prose writer. S.

Pacific ocean, southeast of Samoa. 9. A high explosive. 10. King George of England.

"Bolero," the picture playing today and Tuesday at the Capitol theater with George Raft in the starring role, and featuring Carole Lombard and Saliy Rand the fan dancer, depicts the private and public life of the world's greatest dancer. "Bolero" presents George Raft in a role that fits him perfectly, that of a romantic and adventurous fellow who climbs to success on a ladder of women's hearts. The thrilling and entertaining climactic dance numbers are woven around Maurice Ravel's internationally famous musical composition "Bolero." Another interesting feature of picture is the first screen presentation of the sensational fan dance created by Sally Rand; the dance that brought her fame, fortune, reams of newspaper headlines. It brought her to Hollywood and a contract with the Paramount company. soundnesses in the economic structure of the decade following the war which were almost fatal.

To attempt to resurrect and reconstruct business without correcting those unsoundnesses would probably be Mr. Hearst as a multimillionaire, might be expected to lose more than most people, if he hopes to retain oven a small part of his vast holdings, )ft should be supporting the NRA. should admit the flaws in iho old system and hall remedial tfforis. In (loins so. lies tin- onjy IO In iKiiorinR or denying flic facts, lies only disaster.

Jnarrieo flirts KABEL. McELLIOTT 8KG1K HKKE TOD Ct'I'SY MOH1C1.L and TOM WliAYKR Mre marrlrd the day IJtA IlO'i'AHNO DK11EK BUSS; but while lives Im Injury to Keep income. Aftef Cypay'i born her become drenry round of earing for Mm nnd for her hofite. Tom IB VKHA CRAY vrho In office. Llln Hrrek.

fern to, Tom often nnd one nlKht. after tricking him Into tnk- her home, th'y rmm together. Tom hastily. Derek, Icnriilns; Mia divorced him to mnrry MAIIKO BKOUGIU TOS. richer nnd older, invlted to dinner imrty c'ven by I41n.

Gyifny there nnd nlao HL'NT GIIISOX. Uerels. who been drInklnK. from balcony to the utreet. Hunt tnkes home.

Thert Tom. nnd nnprry. n-ltlt Gypsy nnd the ment. A'OW GO OX WITH THE STOUT CHAPTER XLI1I MRS. PETTINGILL thought she would just run over and see how those Morell children were getting along, now that their mother and father were away.

Wasn't it just wonderful the way Harvey Morell had recovered after that terrible accident? It would hare been a great loss to the family and he had had a close call, a very close call indeed, said Mrs. Pcttingill. sighing and wiping her eyes. It was a hot day. Hot and still, with big.

fat. fleecy clouds sailing in a high blue sky. But not hot enough to deter Mrs. Pettingill from making a pie before she put on a fresh lavender d.ini'tT' and brushed her iron gray hair into its cuBtomary neat waves. She knew Bertram and Beatrice loved pie.

The baby was parked in hia carriage in the side yard under the big black blot ot shade thrown by the old sugar maple. A glare of sunshine lay all over the rest of the place and most of the shades in the house were drawn, too. Well. bless his heart, said Mrs. Pettin- Sill.

smiling and clucking at the sweet lamb. Did be love bis old Auntie Pettingill and was he a love of a child? He was! Nobody seemed to be about, so Mrs. Pettingill went up on the porch and rang the bell. Through the screen door she could see approvingly that everything was In good order. Clytie came rumbling through trom the kitchen regions, a 'moment's wait.

She showed her teeth and said Mis' Gypsy was lying down and she'd just call her. "She' not well?" Mrs. Pettingill wanted to know. "Oh, she's just a mite peaked." Clvtie told her. not feeling so awful good this afternoon.

Guess maybe it's the heat." They both nodded solemnly over this. This heat was enough to lay anybody low except, of course. themselves. Whatever the weather, Clytie scrubbed and baked and roasted; Mrs. Pettingill did the Sime, varying the routine with trips to the Ladies' Aid and missionary suppers on the church lawn.

It wasn't to be expected that young folks would have -their stamina. refrained from expressing her own private opinion that Miss Gypsy had something on her mind, that she was tussing to herself about -She had said, on arriving, that Mr. Weaver was out of town on business. But Clytie didn't take too much stock in this, since she knew the ways men. Although she would say for Mist' Tom he seemed very nice gentleman and always had.

Mrs. Pettingill sat in one of the wicker chairs on the porch, fanning herself, and after a bit Gypsy appeared in a filmy pink frock Mrs. Pettingill didn't remember having seen before. "Why, child, you're right thin!" she said before she had thought twice about Jt. She was sorry the minute the words popped out because it wasn't tactful.

Gypsy was more than thin. She was hollow- eyed. She looked as It she'd had sleepless nights. They chatted for a while but. In spite of her most valiant efforts, Mrs.

Pettingill discovered the conversation was flagging. Gypsy seemed utterly dispirited. The onlj time she brightened at all was when the visitor spoke of uer father's recovery. "That's it." Mrs. Pettlngill told herself as she went down the steps.

"She took his illness too much to heart. She's fagged out Why. that child's not well." After she bad left Gypsy sat for a long time, relaxed in the low chair, staring at the pattern branches threw across thi por.ch. Clytie came out after a bit and plumped up pillows and wanted to know if Gypsy would like a glass of milk. Gypsy said listlessly that thought not; when It got cooler she was going to walk down the street with David to the drugstore.

She didn't acknowledge, to herself, what she wanted to do there. She could see, in her mind's eye. the little 'telephone booth the end of the shop, hidden by the jutting cosmetic counter and the lending library shelves. She wanted to call a certain downtown number she wanted to ask a question. At home someone would be sure to hear.

It was 10 days now since Tom's tall figure had flung itself oat of the apartment door. 'Ten aching, dreadful days. At flrst she had been angry, resentful, bitter; now she only knew that all she wanted in the world was the sight of him, the sound of his deep, pleasant voice and the touch of his hand on hers. What had they quarreled about? What did it all mean? Why, there was nothing in the whole world so important as their life together. To throw It away like this, without a look behind, without a gesture of was unthinkable! A ND yesterday, to crown her trouble, Derek, who had been drifting toward the dark shadows ever since that night of the fall, had died.

Some enterprising and suspicious reporter had caught wind of the true state affairs. The morning's newspaper had carried a story full of veiled Gypsy's name had not been mentioned but it was only a question of time, she thought drearily, before the whole, miserable story would come out. When first she had read of Derek's death, Gypsy's heart had ache'd and her tears had fallen. The affair seamed pitiable beyond belief and tragically sad. Bet now she had come to see that perhaps Derek, in leaving life, had justified himselt He had refused to make a compromise.

He had loved Lila truly and deeply. Whether, 'she would be able to build a new happiness on the ashes of his dead lore remained to be seen. "What a punishment for her," Gypsy had murmured in pity. She had forgotten her own trouble, considering this. And- she had wept in the night, longing for Tom to talk to, to comfort Hunt had stopped by for a moment the night before.

He had said, -n a low tone. "Rotten luck for him: Rotten luck for us all!" Gypsy had looked at him quickly and proudly. "Ton can "deny "you were there if your name comes Intt It. No one need know had the grace to ashamed." "What about you?" She had shrugged her "It doesn't matter about me." Plainly he didn't want Sue to know he had attended Lila's ful party, no matter how innocent his part In the night's affairs might have been. had confided Gypsy only Monday that Hunt wai his old, sweet self to her these days.

"I think sbmething he's utterly changed." Sue had said softly. "He says never knew anyone untouched and incorruptible as I am. Did you ever?" And Sue's sweet laughter had rung out Gypsy's lips had twisted themselves into a smile, but the Implied comparison had stabbed her. Hunt, playing around with a gay crowd, had'liked It all well enough until danger threatened. Kow be had rushed safety and innocence of Sue's single-minded devotion.

"But he'll be a very good husband, for her." Gypsy thought wistfully. She wouldn't ba calling Tom today, she told herself proudly, if it weren't for this complication caused by Derek's death. Why, only an hour ago a tabloid reporter had telephoned and asked her all sorts of questions. What was she to do or say? She needed Tom's advice, his help. CHE.

halted for an Irresolute ment at the drugstore and then went on. No, she would not call Tom; better still, she would send him, telegram. "Need your advice something Important let me hear from you." signed it "Gypsy." She waited until night in a fever of impatience. Well, the answer would come in the morning, she told herself. Every car along street every boy 'on a bicycle, brought her heart into her mouth.

Meantime, in town, tall blond young man carrying a briefcase rushed into a glassed-in compartment The neat secretary at the desk looked up. "Oh, Mr. Weaver. We didn't pect you back until" tomorrow." "I know. I cut it short Finished earlier than I had expected.

Any messages?" She gave him a neat heap of mail and he ran over it quickly. "No telephone messages, I mean?" "I haven't taken any. Miss Gray has been using your desk. "Ah!" The secretary looked up quickly. The monosyllable had a decided sound ot annoyance.

Already he was out of the door, sprinting down the length of the office. She saw him bending over Vera Gray's 1 desk, in dumb show saw the 'colloquy. The 'blond waved head above the blue frock was shaken In a'negative gesture. The neat secretary was interested. She didn't like Miss Gray, That girl a caution; she seemed sweet, but you had a feeling she was one of the sly likes him a little bit too well, if you ask me," murmured the secretary who hadn't been asked but who saw everything that went on In the place.

Well, it wasn't any of her' business. But wasn't there a telegram that had been lying around yesterday afternoon? well, Miss Gray must opened it It: was probably something about one of the accounts. Those space buyers were the limit "I'd better keep my foot out of it," the secretary said to herself. She was a philosophical soul. She went out to lunch without mentioning that telegram to anyone.

(To Be Continued) THOUGHT I TbnwMi nuaoriied, fdsalat haitv in ALMIGHTY GOD: I will cry unto God most high; unto God that per-: formeth all things for BEHIND.THE SCENES IN WASHINGTON BY RODNEY BUTCHER MEA SfTTlce WOI Iowa When it wants to whoop things up, a government says it with music. The band strikes up and a lot of fellows strut off to war and get killed or re-elect WITH RODNEY PUICHEB TJOOSEVELT looked tired-r-I won't say haggard. His facial gestures (he keeps hands on the table to support himself) lacked zest (Two nights earlier the movie of his inauguration had been shown. at a large banquet 20 news of th4 sfatej Bath" Mrs. 12:45 Iowa Apple Trade," Donald M.

Rubel. 2:00 p. of Horticulture, Prot. J. C.

Cunningham. p. Magazine Rack. Hone: Bee," Dr. 0.

W. Park. 4:30 p. artists recital. Wednesday, March 14 7:00 m.

Matins and Iowa items. 7:30 a. shop and Radio Book club. 9:00 a. Ruth Galvln.

10:00 a. division ot home economics. 11:00 Natives Return," Frances Warner. 12:15 p. question box.

2:30 p. Child Study club: Discipline. 3:00 p. 3- C. department of music.

3:40 p. lands. 4:00 p. radio forum. president or something.

and someone said he looked ten year? older today. Ray Moley Crowds, thrilled by the com pah- and Assis(aIU secretary of Com- aompah and the Wat-Wat, think John i kinson disputed el! that, but a White House secret But the trouble the 50001 service man and several code authority, representatives! agreed. Everyone, however, in- gathered here recently, was they jsisls 'he's in good health.) wouldn't get whooped. Few things ever stirred yotir The marine band blared its correspondent's emotions more most seductive tunes. "Stars and'than the spectacle of Roosevelt Stripes blended into leaving the platform after his Ws "Happy Days Are Here Again." speech.

Presumably "Big Bad Wolf" was to make everybody amia-j'T'HE Labor and Consumer AU- and the next was the "Frank-; visory Board performances at lin Delano Roosevelt March." main show went -sour. Per- A1I this in the most made good labor imaginable setting; the D. A. speeches. Chairman Leo woi- Constitution Hall, with its flags man of LAB.

regarded as a lapor and emblems. You might have! representative by no one but nim- expected the hardest-boiled indus-j self and General, Johnson, boast- trialist to get steamed a'ed of labor's victories. few minutes, anyway. Other LAB members hastened Then Roosevelt came on the! to whisper that he spoke oply for Blase, talked oC higher wages. I himself.

Hundreds fled as shorter hours, the consumer, hu- Chairman Mary Rumsey of CAB inanity before profits and free-! rose to speak for the consumer, dom for labor to organize. Hundreds more leaped as she in- Occasional polite hand-clap-' troduced Vice Chairman Frank ping wasn't enough to interrupt i Graham, president of North Caro- him At the end. the New Deal Una University. officials, on the platform were behind the microphone and the band, playing "Star Spangled Hanner" below it. So it may liavg sounded like a demonstration over Die radio But actual Graham rirovc away so many more before he finished that tlie session-ending CAB consumer movie, prepared by Mrs Whitney, played to an almost empty house.

The movie A ln.rn in Michigan Ims four cars, ciRht logs, nnd two IVoli.ilily (lie yoiinc of one of those elusive sea monsters. applause in the hall was freezing- so hot. either. l.v thill. I (Copyright, mt XEA Service, inc.) Find Washineton Will TOPEKA, Kan.

The will made by George Washington's mother now is owned by, Mrs. Alma Cnnfklrt of thb city. One of ilio oodlrils of tho will thf first president her Negro boy and to all her land on Other slaves were the various heirs. ington. her grandson vas ull led her Negro woman.

Old Bet her riding chair, and her two black horses..