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JPAGE TWO HOPE STAR, HOPE, ARKANSAS Tuesday, September 14,1937 j'| Hope H Star Star of Hope 1839; PWSs, 1B27, Consolidate*! January 18, 1929. 0 Justice, Deliver Thy Herald Jtrow False Report! Published every week-day afternoon by Star Publishing Co., Inc. ; <C. R Palftker<* Alex. fit. Washburn), at The Star building, 212-214 South ' Walnut street, Hope, Arkansas. C. E, PALMER, President ALEX. H. WASHBURN, Editor and Publisher (AP) —Means Associated Press (NEA)—Means Newspaper Enterprise Ass'n. Safcttrlption Bute (Always Payable in Advance): By city carrier, per week 1»; per month 65c; one year $6.50. By mall, in Hempstead, Nevada, Howard, Miller and LaFayette counties, $3,50 per year; elsewhere $6.50. Member of TB* AssodaMd ftws: The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use for reptiblicaHdh of all news dispatches credited to it or .«« otherwise credited in this papef and also the local news published herein. •> Charges on Tributes, Etc.: Charges will be made for all tributes, cards *?W thanks, resolutions, or memorials, concerning the departed. Commercial newspapers hold to this policy in the n«ws columns to protect their readers Vom a deluge of space-taking memorials. The Star disclaims responsibility /or the sale-keeping or return of any unsolicited manuscripts. * Warmakers Try New Brand of Whitewash |N THE- progressive world treatise on war, the most elusive I chapter for the backhome observer is the one entitled •"Propaganda." During the world conflict, the United States was flooded with tales of babies pitched on bayonets, of mothers beaten, forced into slavery or otherwise abused; of cathedrals and libraries wantonly destroyed. 1 > When those stories—often told in pictures—were exposed, after the peace treaties, as fakes, American indignation knew no bounds. Never again would the nation play fall guy for such grewsome leg^pulling. Then came Italy's invasion of Ethiopia, the Rebel "crusade" in Spain and the Japanese, push in north China. And the public relations counsel of the general staffs began writing revisions and addenda to that chapter on propaganda. They took off the rough edges, changed to a smoother, more soothing" pace, perfectly designed to take in the very people who once protested loudly against any more "atrocity stories." XXX IIJTUSSOLINI pioneered the new style of wartime misrepre- iVlsentation in deposing that his Ethiopian war was to liberate the slaves and illiterates writhing under Haile Selassie's heel.- .But. the crowning work was the Rome reception arranged for little groups of traitorous Ethiopian chiefs. Their protherly welcome into the Empire was a masterpiece of subtle propaganda. .'Both, sides in the Spanish civil war have followed II Duce's lead. Best trick of the Rebels is to issue dispatches describing mercy doles for women and children in besieged and captive towns. Allowed to seep out in govei-nment com- muniques are stories of air bombing or shelling withheld from helpless communities. Pictures have been released to emphasize this spirit of overbearing kindness, this tender compassion of steely men-at-arms. Not to be outdone, the Japanese now are wooing world sympathy with the same finesse. What a thrill of deep understanding is conveyed by a photograph of a bent and aged Chinaman offering a Japanese invader a cup of hot tea! .What, deathless sentiment is imparted by a view of innocent Chinese children fraternizing with grizzled Japanese veterans (wlio have children back home). XXX 'THUS has the new propaganda come into being. Knowing 1 as well as anyone that war can not be supported by any stretch of reason, the militarists have gone in for homespun, heart-throb scenarios to win sympathy abroad. . .Anyone impelled by these cr'afty devices to feel that even a warring army has a soul, or that bloody conquest is justifiable when its motives are honest and .unselfish, should call a halt and begin looking for the joker. After all, war is still war and in its fury it sweeps men, women and children alike to destruction. In the same way, propaganda is still propaganda. It- has changed only in the brand of whitewash used to conceal the despicable facts of mass murder 1 . odine removed. Now most table salt the United States is being supplemented with iodine because of its value in preventing goiter. Politics In the Arctic P OM the Soviet Arctic, 47 Eskimos have been brought to bhe Kamchatka peninsula for a course in political leadership. Their first duty to civilization was to learn to tie their shoelaces and button their clothes. Under Soviet instruction, the Eskimos were dressed for the first time in European clothing, saw their first may, were told -why the moon shines and learned of the new Soviet constitution. Presumably, if the course dealt mainly with political leadership, those 47 Eskimos also learned how to undermine the opposition by boring from within, how to establish prisons for wayward members who.stray off the true party line, and how to harpoon fellow-Eskimo Communists who sabotage •Drbsrress by failing to bring in their quota of bearskin and blubber. Civilization a la Soviet has reached into the land of the midnight sun, and if those Red teachers did their job properly, it's going to be a longer, colder winter for the rugged individualists of the igloo commune. *, K. Reg. U, a Pat. Ott. By DR. MORRIS F1SHBHTN Cdltoc, Jomul of the American Medical Association, and el Bygela, the Health Maiazta*. Iodine Aids Work of Thyroid Gland and Prevents Development of Goiter This is the 17th in a series of articles by Dr. Morris Fishbein, discussing functions and ailments at the glands of the human body. (No. 318) Many years ago, visitors to Switzerland noted tremendous goiters among the adults and numerous cases of cretinism and myxedema in children of the region. It was in. Switzerland that the first operation for the removal of goiter was performed. We now know that it is quite possible to get along without the thyroid gland, since some of the other glands of the body will take up its functions and since the thyroid material can be given in tablet form. We have learned also that the activities of the thyroid gland depend to a large extent on iodine. Since 1895, it has been known that iodine is a rather large constituent of this gland. The normal human being contains 25/1000ths of a gram of iodine, which represents 4/100,OOOths oi the total weight of the body. Two-fifths of this iodine is found in the thyroid gland. The natural supply of iodine coming into the body depends on the part of the country in which we live. Drinking water of various sections varies in iodine content. The water of Stanforc California, contains 105 times as muc! iodine as that of New York; New Yor drinking water contains 100 times a much iodine as that of Duluth. Since vegetables and animals are de pendent on the water they get for thei supply of iodine, the vegetables an the meats of various portions of th country also vary in the amount o iodine that they contain. It is import ant to know that lobsters, clams an oysters contain more iodine than sal mon, but salmon contains more than good many vegetables. Fresh water fish contain much les iodine than do salt water fish. Sea weed contains much iodine. In Japa seaweed is used as a food; consequent ly the percentage of goiter is low Among foods which contain muc iodine are oysters and sardines, egg and spinach. Among foods which con tain little iodine are white bread an oranges. The exact amount of iodine neces sary for life and health is not definite ly known, but it has been shown tha children and expectant mothers should have at least 10/1000ths of a gram of iodine each week. Once the salt that we ate contained iodine. Then salt was refined and its The Cares That Infest the Day ^^mm. NEXT: Operations to repair the thyroid gland. Between 300 and 400 pounds of mail matter are carried by planes in the U, S. airmail service. At night, lighter oad are carried because of the ad- litional equipment necessary for night lying. Snake skin came into prominence as a leather in 1927. Since then, its use has increased rapidly. Cobra and python skins make up the largest >ortion of the trade, but many other ipecies are used. By Olive Roberts Barton Chores Act as Antidote for Child in Doldrums There is no recipe for happiness. If there were, then everybody would be happy all the time. The nearest we came to a panacea is "a little work, a little play; to be needed and to need." A mother writes that her boy is not happy. No matter what she does for him, he remains fretful and disaatis- fied. What, she asks, can she do to make him appreciate his blessings anc realize how well off he is? At this time of year, many childrer become . bored and listless. Vacation has worn thin and the excitements o summer have begun to pall. No longer do picnics beckon with the allure of June. The bathing suit hangs on its nail with little more meaning than CAST OP CHARACTERS KAY DEARBORN—heroine who Inherit* n yacht tor vacation. MELITA II O WAHIJ—Kay's roommate and co-inlvciiturcr. PRISCILLA DUNK—the third adventurer. FORREST BROTHERS and GRANT HARPER—youne HOlon- whose expedition turned out to be a rare experience. * * * YeMtcrJnyi Montgomery, nc- cnxed by Kay of murder, I-U«|II'N nt her In n blind rage "nd IE Htopiied by Grant'* ready flxt. CHAPTER XVII 'T'HE warning note did not weaken the determination of the quartet aboard the "Mistral." On the contrary, it galvanized them into renewed action, for now they realized that if Kay Dearborn and Grant Harper were, not discovered very soon it would mean—tragedy. Mac read the note again, aloud: "There is no chance to be of assistance to your friends. And to save your own lives you must leave this place at once." "Do—do you think that means it's already too late?" Melita faltered. "It can't be," Mac Forrest answered quickly. "Tom, this is no time to wait until morning. Let's get back to the island." He turned to Priscilla and Melita. "This time you'd better stick with the ship." "Not on your life," Priscilla told him shakily. "We're going, aren't we, Mel?" Melita nodded. "All right . . ." Mac started for the door of the cabin. Within a few seconds they were in the speedboat again, heading for shore. Now Mac made no attempt to throttle down, the engine. "Make plenty of noise," he advised. "Maybe we can draw this bird into the open." The powerboat rolled roughly into the sand, and Mac leaped from the wheel. "Come on, Tom." He motioned toward the wood. "You girls lag back a little, and if it looks like trouble you'd better break for the boat. The man who wrote that note won't be pleasant when he faces us." "Where are you headed?" Tom asked. "The cabin. Maybe there's something there that we missed. Or .perhaps the owner!s made a visit since we saw it." * * * T EADING the way toward the cabin, Mac flashed his light against the trees. Up beyond the beach they saw the familiar outlines of the lonely cabin. The window panes reflected the flashlight's glare back to them. There was no fire on the hearth as there had been the night the three girls made their horrible discovery within those walls. "Better douse that light," Tom advised cautiously. "He may be watching and take a shot at us." "So much the better," answered Mac Forrest grimly. "I want to know where he is. But we'd better string out along the path." "Had you figured there may be more than one?" "I don't think so. This all looks like the doing of one man to me— and a man who's off his nut." Nevertheless, as the four neared the cabin Mac released the flashlight button, plunged them into the darkness, of the wood. Slowly he reached out to touch the door. It gave easily to his fingertips, swung back with a slight squeak of hinges. Forrest stepped inside, the others at his heels. Swiftly the flashlight's beam surveyed the room, came to rest on a battery lamp, then blinked out. The next moment Mac had lighted the cabin lamp which offered a diffused eerie glow, throwing queer shadows on the walls and ceiling. "There's no one here, that's certain," Melita whispered. "It looks just as it did." * * * L have a look, anyhow," Tom said. "One of you girls watch at the door. Can you see the speedboat from there?" Priscilla looked out. "Watch it closely. "Yes. . We're not going to let him pull his favorite trick—and if he's got an eye on us the boat may decoy him to 1110 beach." He stepped to the doorway with Priscilla. "I'm going to have a look around the outside oi' the cabin, Mac." "Okay. I'll give the room a good going over. There ought to be something in here that would give us a lead." Tom stepped out into the night, the light of the room, and he stood a moment until his eyes adjusted themselves to the darkness. Bu1 even then he could see only the solid outlines of the cabin and the tree trunks. Above him the sky seemed as stygian as the earth. The side of the cabin revealed nothing unusual, and he continued to the rear. From beyond the war he could hear the muffled voices of Mac and Melita, hear their footsteps on the board flooring Suddenly he stopped. He was conscious of a figure by his side even before he saw the dark bulk heard the labored breathing of a man. He turned swiftly — but not swiftly enough, for the hands reached out and gripped his body with frightening strength. Tom squirmed desperately, struck: out first with his left fist and then with his right. Both times ho connected, felt the hands release their holds, heard the body of a man stumbling back into the underbrush. Completely forgetting the i volver at his belt, young Forrest plunged madly after an enemy he could not clearly see. lie threshed on through the thick tangle for perhaps a hundred yards, then realized that such tactics mighl mean death. Cursing his ill fortune he hurried back to the cabin, met Prise-ilia's startled glance in the doorway. "Tom!" she cried. "Tom, what's happened?" "I almost had him — and he got away in the brush." Mac Forrest hurried across the room, pressing his brother with questions. But Tom could tell them little about his assailant. The dejected four stood in the center of that half-lighted room, staring helplessly at each other, wondering with little hope. walked slowly around the corner jnd care-fully of the cabin. The night was dead black after as they stood thus they heard the. strangely hushed shot, followed by a scream, both ojf which seemed actually to come from beneath them, and a great way ofl'. That was Kay screaming!" Melita cried. Mac Fin 'rest had dropped to his <nces, was scrambling like mad over tlu- floor, tossing rugs aside, pounding willi his lists. "Hero! l!i>n> it is. Tom, give rrK! you i' knife.!'" The hatch-like cover lifted, revealing tlie beginning wf a ladder. Mac was the first down and Tom after him, grinding his fingers in bit of worn-out wool. Too much rouble to 'drag it on nncl hunt the ool. Everything is too much trouble itese days. No Inner Resources The fact that school will bring n hnnge usually works no magic, chool looks like work, and so it is. 'ho prospect of study never seems to old much promise at this time of enr, although later, when the pupil cts his teeth into regular tasks, he vill be happier. This may be part of this youth's rouble, summer doldrums. But if he perpetually n grumbler nncl finds fe a burden and a bore, no matter here he is, then he needs a shaking ?• There are children who have no re- ourecs in themselves. They wait for veryone else to entertain them, and lien find fault with the results. In this case it is time to stop sup- lying new blessings. Plan some reg- ilar duties instead. The child won't rumble any more than he does over nactivity, and ho may get a real thrill ut of doing what he he has never !one before. Often children foel that they are not leedecl. They know they are loved nd all that, but no one benefits by heir daily doings. If this boy felt liat he was doing something that ounted with his parents, had some horcs to do that would be apprcciat- d anil praised, lie might find life more ntercsting. Doing tilings for children s fine and praiseworthy, but we owe t to (hum to let them do things for is loo. Work as Cure-all I have found that work is the cure or almost everything. 'And as chil- ren react precisely as adults, then it cems reasonable to think that {he un- lappy b6y or girl will sweeten up a lot with a real job on hand. I advise this mother to let her James whitewash the ence, clecan out the cellar or beat ome rugs. Maybe just to get his face and hands dirty will do him good. FLAPPER FANNY COPR. 1537 BY NEA ttRVICC. INC. T. M. MO. U. 9. PAT. OFF "Ssssst! Chuck! Don't look now, but I think we're being followed." a By Bruce Catton Recalling the Flavor of the Old West. Out of the discovery of the rich Comstock Lode in western Nevada, 10 years after the gold rush in California, talked countless colorful characters. There was Lcland Stanford, Adolph Sutro, Darius Ogden Mills, James G. <"air, William Chapman Ralston to head the list. And George D. Lyman has managed to crowd them all into his eminently dramatic story "Ralston's Ring" (Scribner's Sons, $3.50). Titular cashier but actual head of San Francisco's Bank of California, Ralston was without doubt the financial genius of the old Pacific west. One ambition dominated him—the development of San Francisco. Wealth from the Comstock, of course, [osterecl many of Ralston's greatest dreams. And thereby hangs the real story. Ralston appointed one poker- playing Bill Sharon to obtain monopoly on the Comstock Lode. Sharon's first task was to drain water off the lode to have the property. To do this he engaged inimitable Adolph Sutro, in many respects the real-hero of the story. Sutro conceived the idea of tunneling four miles through Mount Film Employes on Studio Picnic Are Just One Big, Happy Family HOLLYWOOD.—There arc two annual occasions on which the employes of any great movie studio, from the greenest prop boy to the vice president-in-charge-of-production, ore supposed to be all one big, happy family One is Christmas Eve; the other is the studio picnic. There is a pleasant idea behind the institution of the studio picnic: Millionaire executives plaj* baseball with mechanics from the transportation department. Prodigy Bartholomew gratefully shares the shoe-box lunch of deviled Davidson to the Lode fro m).he banks of the Carson river. And the work began. But tempers were strained in the heat of those feverish days and Sutro and the Ralston ring fell out. But Sutro didn't give up his tunnel. Instead he battled almost insurmountable odds and 17 years later the bore through Mount Davidson was completed: the Comstock Lode was rendered fully workable. "Ralston's Ring" \s a succession of chapters like that. It carries you along a bit breathless most of the way and you lay down the book with a certain regret that the old west and the old-timers are so long past.—P. G. F. Today's Pattens 8901 \ his haste. minute all four were huddled together, guided along a dank passageway by a dim light and the sounds of a scuffle beyond. (To Be Concluded) HY CAROL DAY - '•pHE dress (Pattern 8055) de- J- signed with a slim, front panel and sash belt lends itself neatly to challis, serge or sheet- wool . . . fabrics preferred for first cold days. The skirt is gent- 'ly full, flaring from the natural waistline. Pinafore style at back, the dress buttons (rum nock to hem. The coat-(Pattern 8901) is a Princess style and follows in oiled the "lines of the dress. Belted at the back, it gives a semi-fitted line to the silhouette that is very flattering to growing girls. Contrasting fur fabric is used for collar, cud's and pocket tabs Pattern 8055 is designed for sixes 4, C, 8, 10 and 12 years. Size 6 requires 1 7-8 yards of 39 inch material and 1-3 yard of contrasting. Pattern 8901 is designed for sixes 4, 6, 8, 10 and 12 years. Si/.e 6 requires 1 5-8 yards of 5-1 inch material plus 2 1-4 yards of 39 inch material for lining. Facing for contrast requires 3-8 yards of 54 inch material. The now Fall and Winter Pattern Book is ready for you now. It has 32 "pages of attractive designs for every si/.e and every occasion. Photographs show dresses made from these pal- terns being worn; a feature you. will enjoy. Let the charming designs in this new book help you in your sewing. One pattern and the new Fall and Winter Pattern Book—25 cents. Fall and Winter Book alone—15 cents. To secure your pattern with step-by-stcp sewing instructions, scud 15 CENTS IN COIN with your NAME, ADDRESS, STYLE MUMBER and SI^E >o TODAY'S PATTERNS, 11 STERLING PLACE, BROOKLYN, N. V., and be sure to MENTION THE NAME •OF THIS NEWSPAPER. eggs and fried chicken brought by Tim Milliken, who is a studio messenger boy. Mrs. James Kcogh, whoso son Fred is a welder in the machine shop, and Mrs. S. A. Brugh, whose boy is an actor called Robert Taylor, discover that they both lived in Beatrice, Neb., and so spend a delightfully gossipy afternoon. A seamstress from the wardrobe department says: "Oh—ah—Miss Crawford, would you—could you—just please hold my baby for a second? I—ah—I gotta get some more pants outa this darned bag. ..." Stars in Eclipse All this is a good idea because the movie players seldom have a chance to mingle with regular people without the danger of being torn to shreds. However— At this writing I have just returned from a couple of hot, dusty hours at the M-G-M studio picnic. There were at least 10,000 picnickers—Metro em- ployes with wives, husbands, girl friends and boy friends—and that is no press agent's estimate. Among them I did not see one star or featured player. Not one! I stood beside a young man and his girl at a hot clog stand. She was saying: ". . . seems kind of mean ,not showing up, as if they couldn't be bothered. Maybe they are regular fellas, like you keep saying. But if they are—where are they? Of course, it isn't as if I never saw a star before, but . . ." There were two big dining tents, numerous refreshment stands, a busy Softball diamond, a packed swimming pool, a free merry-go-round for kids. A public address system broadcasts calls for the parents of lost children. In the clubhouse (of a rented country club) a mob of people were by way of having a time for themselves. The long bar was lined 10 deep. Upstairs a swing band blared the rhythm for several hundred dancers. So this was Hollywood! But for the predominance of blond young women wearing pants you could have placed the scene anywhere from u New England roadhouse to a Texas county fair. While the musicians paused for breath somebody shouted, "Here comes Gable and Crawford!" There was a headlong stampede for balcony and windows. But it was just a joke. Keally "Shattered Dreams" Some studio executives were lamenting the death of screen material, speculating on the new Broadway theatrical season, and criticizing movies mime from past plays. One of them said he always thought it was strange that nobody had made, a film version of "Shattered Dreams." (Call it that, anyway.) It was a fairly good show, and one which wouldn't trouble the Hays office. After a few minutes of discussion everybody agreed that "Shattered Dreams" would make a terrific picture. A wire was composed and sent to the New York producer of the play in 1934. The sum of $50,000 was mentioned for the screen rights. The producer replied that $50,000 sounded like a very generous sum, 3Ut that there was one serious hitch in the proposition. Trouble was that in 1935 this same studio had bought the rights of "Shattered Dreams" for $25,000. Also it had filmed and released the picture under a difcru-nt title. ''•* The gila monster, in timc-.s of plenty, tores up fat in it.s tail; when food is scarce, this reserve .supply is absorbed through the blood. Sheep ticks, although insucl-s. do nut lay eggs, but bring forth their young alive. Use A Hope Stai Want Ad For Better Results

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