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'•. -ii , PAGE TWO HOPE STAR, HOPE, ARKANSAS Star Star of Hope 1899; Press, 1927. Consolidated January 18, 1929. O Justice, Deliver Thy Herald From False Report! Published every we*k-4«y afternoon by Star Publishing Co., Inc. (C. B. Palmer & Alex. H. 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. Subscription Rate (Always Payable in Advance): By city carrier, per week 15e; per month 65c; one year J6.50. By mail, in Hempstead, Nevada Howard, Miller and LaFayette counties, J3.50 per year; elsewhere $6.50. Member of The Associated Press: The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use for repubUcaUon of all news dispatches credited to it or not otherwise credited in this paper and also the local news published herein Charges on Tributes, Ele.: Charges will be made for all tributes, card.. of thanks, resolutions, or memorials, concerning the departed. Commercia newspapers hold to this policy in the news columns to protect their readers Vom a deluge of space-taking memorials. The Star disclaims responsibilitj /or the safe-keeping or return of any unsolicited manuscripts. Growling Dictators Are Afraid to Bite THE look of things in Europe is more war-like and threaten- 1 ing, these days, than at any time since the World War. Yet a betting man might very well feel inclined to gamble that there won't really be another world war, after all. The situation probably looks darker than it really is. The most encouraging factor is that underneath their bluster and big talk, the statesmen of Europe are scared to death. For one thing, the memory of 1914 is too close. The jar that sent the world sliding into \var in that year was actually much less severe than some of the shocks Europe has had lately; but while today's statesman may play with the word "War," he knows from actual experience what the word really v means—something which his predecessors of 23 years ago did not know. It makes a world of difference. XXX THE Europe of 1914 had not seen a largescale war for more 1 than 40 years. There had been time for a romantic and unreal idea about war to be built up. The horrible calamity that war brings had grown hazy and indistinct in men's minds. Europe slid into war easily because no one really knew just what war was going to mean. It's different now. The dictators may fume and bluster and strut, their massed troops may be cheered to the echo by hysterical throngs—but down underneath all of them know precisely what is involved. Not while the World war generation are still alive will any European nation go to war as blithely and irresponsibly as the nations went in 1914. There is another thing—the specter of revolt, which has a way of materializing out of the smoke and darkness of a Jong war. No dictator wants that specter raised; no dictator can forget that war is likely to raise it. Kings and emperors lost their crowns because of the World war; would dictators be apt to fare any better in another world war? They would not—and they know it. 'And if that thought holds back the dictatorships, it also holds back the democracies. For democracy, like monarchy, showed a tendency to collapse during and after the last war. It might survive another such strain and it might not. No democracy is likely to take the risk if it can possibly avoid it. ,x ;x x ',:.O N the surface, these fears do not seem to have much effect. . The Japanese are involved in war in China, and the Germans, Russians, and Italians are playing with fire in Spain. The Mediterranean "anti-piracy" naval program offers innumerable chances for war-making accidents and collisions. Warlike talk was never more common. But down underneath there are these restraining in- fliiences—unseen but powerful. They explain why the momentous events of the last two or three years, which looked so;much like war, did not actually bring war. And they give one reasonable grounds for hoping that what is happening now will not actually mean war either. Europe simply cannot afford another war. And Europe knows it. Film Patrons' Protest T HE sturdy people of Little Rock, Ark., seem to have started something—at least many will hope they have—with their newly-organized Booing club. The Booing club goes to movies as a body. It keens the peace all through the program until ihe advertising film begins to appear; then it booes—loudly and lustily and at great length. This idea fills, as they used to say, a longfelt want. The ordinary film fan, it is safe to say, has few crosses to bear which are any heavier than the one which takes the guise of the advertising film. The thin? is a nuisance pure and simple, and until now there was nothing the poor patron could do about it, ..But this Booing club—well, it looks as if Little Rock had an idea that would be copied far and wide. The Family Doctor V, Her. V. 3. Pat. Off. By DR. MORKIS FISHBEIN Editor. Joamal oi the American Medical Association. «nd of Hygela, the Health Magazine. Relation Between Incidence of Cancer and Living Conditions Shown by Study Tuesday, September 28, 1937 Must Be a Case of Dual Personality Y WTHIHG IMPRESSION OF MR. WALL STREET (FROM POLITICAL ARTICLES) This is the ninth in a series of articles by Dr. Morris Fishbein in which he discusses cancer, its causes, and measures for its prevention and cure. (No. 330) Especially interesting is the amount of cancer of the Jung which is seen today in comparison with that seen 25 years ago. In this country there are more of such cancers than there used to be, whereas in other countries this increase has not been seen. In Sweden, for example, a common form of cancer affects the tissues in the throat, whereas this form of cancer is seldom seen in the United States. Increase of cancer of the lung may be due to a number of diferent causes. Perhaps there ig more infection of the lung than there used to be. Gasoline fumes, vaporized oils, tar from the roads and other irritating materials associated with the motor car industry are coming increasingly into contact with human life. In certain tropical countries the natives chew betelnut, a highly irritating substance. They develop cancer of the .•nouth at the point at which the betel- nut is chewed. The native women of Ceylon have 25 times more cancer of the mouth than do white women who do not chew betelnut. In certain industries the workers suf-1 i^s?, ^Mm iHPRESSlOfJOF MR. WALL STREET (FROM THE FINANCIAL By Olive Roberts Barton Secret Is Something to Cherish, Whether You're Child or Adult Don't try to force a secret from a child, unless it is for the child's own good. There is something in all of us that urges reticence, in certain things. What hese things are depends upon the per- on himself. We have our little hurts, our little shames, that won't stand the prying of other eyes. Most of them are foolish things but to us they are serious. Father may cringe if anyone speaks of his bald head, mother shrink from mentioning her fear of mice. Silly? Not at all. To people with ob- sessions they are serious. And children do have their curious little obsessions. Strange ns it may seem, mine was against publicity. I cried at fourteen when I sa winy name in the paper. How I got this phobia no one knew. I did not know myself. But it was there. And I hated the world for spreading my name where people could see. Perhaps I had been punished one time for writing my name on a neighbor's wall. I do not know. But there it was,, and I could not help it. Sccretiveness Is a "Stage" Children all have their sacred chambers. fThoir harts and min,l:ls ai^ strange, o strange that all the psychiatrists from here to Sheba will never be able to fathom the depths. When a chidl is three or four, he THE NIGHT Copyright, 193?, NEA Inc. fer from forms of irirtation which produce cancer. Thus the chimney sweeps of old England used to develop a form of cancer because soot irritated their bodies at certain points. A mule-spinner is not a person who works with mules but a worker in the cotton industry who handles a device called a "mule." In handling this device, oil used in large amounts sprays the workers and their clothing is likely to be saturated with it. It has been proved that men who work as mule- s-pinners suffer more with cancers than do other rnen. The mule-spinner bends over frequently at his work so that there is' constant friction from the hard cloth ' of the overalls and his body. More- j over, tight sui-penders may hold the I overalls very rigidly against the body, j In this country, less of this type of cancer is seen because most of our mill hands wear trousers with belts. ' rather tha nthc shoulderstrap over-, alls, and those here who wear the yhoulder-strap type usually wear 1 clothing underneath. I NEXT: Possibility of moles developing into cancer. The name "tin can" is derived from ! the term, tin cannisters, by which they ] were known in England during the lat- '• ter part of the 19th century. i CAST OP CIIAnACTEHS PRISCILIiA PIEHCR—heroine, younir woman attorney. AMY KI3UR—Cilly's roommate •nil murderer'** victim. JIM KERRIGAN—CHIT'S flniic-p. HARRY HUTCIIIN.S—Amy'* •trnugp viNltar. SERGRAA'T HOLAIV—officer ns- •lencd to Halve the murder of Amy iverr. * * * Yesterday: Ilnvry Hutclilnx Jn- tlmafrH Hint Amy Iiml n iniNt xhe wnnteil hidden. Cilly rc'Mi-utu tills but ncvfrllii'lcHH ilvcldrx to cheek further into Aniy'N life through letter*, etc., she had left. CHAPTER XII "" Tl/rETE[ODICALLY and system- a x atically, Cilly went through Amy's effects. For the second time that day, she looked over the contents of the bureau. In the lower drawer, Amy kept a fairly large box filled with odd bits of jewelry. There was a locket—an old gold locket—which Cilly pickpfl out particularly. It was the only article she did not remember seeing before. But that was not surprising. Nobody wore lockets this season. There was a tiny diamond chip on one side, on the other the initials "A.M.K." Cilly slipped her thumb-nail between the two sections of gold and opened it. There were the usual sections for pictures which all old lockets contained. One was empty, in the other there was the picture of a young man—an attractive young man, apparently in his late 80s. Cilly looked more closely at the picture. Where had she seen that face before? It did not resemble Amy particularly: Amy was fair and golden, and her features aquiline. This man was chubby, almost rotund; his eyes and hair were dark. It might have been a brother, or even her father; yet there was no definite family resemblance. Was this the man to whom Harry Hutchins referred? She doubted it, merely because she did not believe Harry's story about another man. Next, she went through Amy's section of the desk. There were, as she had told Sergeant Dolan, nothing but a few unusual recipes •—an elderberry chutney, a lemon custard pie, a chocolate frosting guaranteed to remain soft. There was initialled note-paper, but Cilly had never seen Amy writi: a letter. There were advertisements of fur coats; Amy had been .saving up for a squirrel swagger. No. it looked as if Harry Hutchins' intimation was just so much idle chatter, and Cilly put it out of her rnind. » * * T)INNER. That was something to be considered. She couid not iuUsiii indefinitely on black eoilce. Tonight she had better eat something. Cilly changed the black dress for a thin cotton wrap-around, and began her preparations for dinner. One by one, she broke four eggs into a mixing bowl .... Cooking, sha realized suddenly, was a splendid tonic for frayed nerves. The monotonous, mechanical detail of it was soothing and restful. She whirred the eggbeater efficieetly. It was easier to think now. She tried to analyze the situation calmly. Amy had kept a secret hidden in her heart . . . someone feared lest that secret become known. He feared it so terribly that he was prepared to kill her to prevent it. Whose secret was it? Surely Amy had no connection with the type of underworld racketeer who stoops to murder Casually. In the few months she haS been living in New York, where could she have come in contact with such people? Not at the despairingly respectable residence club. Not at the conservatively correct offices of Ames & Wakefield. Yet there was Harvey Ames. Cilly reconsidered his startling reaction to the news of Amy's death. How could he have known of the tragic death of a girl in Brooklyn, when he lived in a Park Avenue apartment in Manhattan? Why had he deliberately lied about reading it in the morning papers? If someone had said to him: "I live in Brooklyn, and last night a girl in. the neighborhood was killed by a fall from the roof," that would have been commonplace. He would have said to Cilly then: "Yes, I heard that a girl was killed last night in Brooklyn." But he would not have lost his head and said: "I read it the morning paper." What was there in the occurrence which had terrified fiim? Why did he lie? * * * Cilly gathered the egg shells and lut them into a brown paper bag, .o throw down the incinerator. She scooped up some cantaloupe eeds also. She nicked up the brown paper bag, and went out nto the hallway. The incinerator door was stuck. Ordinarily it opened out quite easily, like a mail-box slot. You throw tha refuse into the slot, from whence it fell into the incinerator sliatt. The shitft rose directly through the house, between apartments A and B on each floor, and emptied into a fiery pit in the basement where all refuse was burned. Cilly had never fotawi the door stuck before. She pulled at it firmly. It budged a trifle. She could tell that something was caught in it. Something thrown from above, probably, which liad in some way landed on this side-chute. She tugged harder. Gradually the slot widened, and she could look inside and se what caused the sticking. She hoped it would not be garbage. No*. . . it was a newspaper. An enormous pile of newspapers, rather, and they had become wedged into this slot as they fell down the shaft. Why did someone have to throw such a bunch at one time? Anyone could realize that it would get stuck. * * * CHE tried to dislocate them, one at a time. Finally she managed to work most of the pack either down the shaft, or out on the floor at her feet. She picked up her own brown paper bag and threw it down. Then she stooped to gather up the remaining sections of newspaper. As she did so, she glanced at the masthead on one of the sheets. She stopped, clutching the paper in her hand. It was headed: "Bluefields, Utah." Quickly Cilly picked up all of the remaining sections and carried them into her own apartment. So there was someone in the house who know about Bluefielcfe. Someone upstairs who had been keeping track of developments there through the out-of-town newspapers, but who feared to keep the papers in his apartment now that the police were checking more thoroughly. Here was something to interest Sergeant Dolan, Cilly thought. Here was something which would take his mind off the case he was trying to build around Jim Kerrigan. Here was absolute proof that someone in the house had murdered Amy! Why had she so impulsively destroyed the piece of: newspaper clipping which had fallen from Amy's lifeless fingers? Cilly wished she had it now, to mark i it "Exhibit A" and tie it up with | these newspapers from upstairs, i But perhaps the timetable which ! Dolan had found in Amy's bag, I .so definitely marked to indicate ! the same place, would be sufll- j dent. ! Cilly caught a whiff of burning omelet: she hurried into the kitchen. She could sit down to dinner now with less of the heavy dread which had dulled her digestion all day. She could enjoy the omelet and the cantaloupe. For Jim was free of the encircling web circumstance and suspicion! (To Be CoiitiuuedJ goes through n stage of little secrets. Ho hides his engine and has n tantrum if anybody insists on finding it. He sings out that he knows something that nobody else knows. Ho even fibs, so that he cnn hug his tiny secret to his heart. This usually worries his mother terribly. She may cull him a little sneak, and write for advice. She need not worry. It is nnturnl. Ho is developing self. He is stepping into n real world for the first lime where, before, he was looking through a glass at others. In the establishment of identity, he discovers that he actually may know things that others cannot share, It is his big thrill, but like every other experimental stage of early childhood, it loses its chnrm in time and he returns to normal. Investigate Tactfully Except for one thing. He never forgets that sccrctiveness is a comfort. Ho need not put himself on display at nil times unless he wishes to. Confidence in his mother will overcome this to n great extent, but even she will be excluded at times. To barge in on a little child's holy of holies, or even an older one's, is not too wise. If some occurence makes it imperative to investigate, then the approach must be tactful and careful, invite a voluntary outpouring. In some cases, ns confession for instance, it will do him good. At other times he may be as chagrined as if he had taken off his clothes in public. The most sensitive child is the most secretive. Frankness is encouraged more by tender silence than by profanation. It is a problem indeed. FLAPPER FANNY By Sylvia ' COPB. 1S37 BY NEA SEBVICt. INO. T. M. REO. U. 8. PAT. Off. ,„'' 1. a Pay By Bruce Catton "Lone Wolf's" Career as n Nation- Buildcr. Out of the fabulous Forties rose William Walker, a spare little Tennes- seean who saw a destink for his nation and set out to win it single-handed. Lawrence Greene who did so nobly with "America Goes to Press," recreates the career of William Walker in "The Filibuster" (Bobbs-Merrill: $3.50). Perhaps American history has pro- ducctl no better copy of a little Napoleon than Walker. In his youth he was regarded as effeminate. Later, in five crowded, dramatic years he ordered the execution of at least a dozen men. Walker possessed a magnetism that drew men to him. Yet he had few friends, %vas physically weak, and weighed less than 100 pounds. He became, before he was 30, a doctor, lawyer, and journalist. But Walker chose arms and the territorial aggrandizement of the United States. In swift succession he "annexed" Sonora, a state of Mexico and set up an independent republic; moved nto Nicaragua and became its strong man; headed next for Honduras. At one time, on the eve of the Civil War, he plagued 10 governments. He disturbed both Washington and London. But failure, dismal failure, invariably caught up with this paradoxical solder of fortune and at last 10 went down before a firing squad on a Honduran beach one September clay in I860. Biographer Lawrence Greene has made the most of this chapter in Amer- can history; almost made too much of it, one feels. 'For despite the swift "I don't care if you arc a lady. You got to tackle 'em—not bite 'era!" Ill Films Reform Tough Guy Raft and He's Taking It to Heart I HOLLYWOOD.-Gcorge Raft is regarding his new self these days with J some pride and no little surprise. He's no longer a tough guy with lacquered hair and slit-eyes. 'Well, not very tough, anyway. And his rehabilitation on tile screen has made a big difference in his professional life. He has had a stormy five years of i —killing uncl getting killed in pictures quarreling with his studio and getting suspended. But the only battle Raft ever won was for his part in "Souls at Sea." It's a sympathetic part, with a lot of fun in it, and although he's a reformec blackbirder of unsavory past he has a chance to sacrifice himself, at the end for a pal. The transformation has been accepted so enthusiastically that he probably never will go back to sinister roles, and a second sympathetic picture "Dream of Love," already has been set aside for him. Other Parts—or Else "A guy can't be a heel all his life," dramatic movement of this adventurer's life, Mr. Greene follows with a series of asides and characterizations that at length slow up the story. Yet in any event, here is a masterful biography and one of the saltiest offerings of the year.—P. G. F. Pattern CAKOL DAY r PIIIS dress has a minimum of seams—back and front of dress are cut in one piece from shoulder to hem—and Ihe waistline is denied to give il a snug fit. The shoulder yoke extends into short cap sleeves, tinished with neat, turned-back cull's and the neckline is squared. The frock is shirred into this yoke and blips over the head us'eas- ily as an apron. Two pockets add to its practical character. .You'll want two or three of these apron-frocks for your kitchen—have them in a pretty percale or oliambray print—and trim them in banding of contrasting color. You can make this diagram pa!A>rn kOb'3 in a few hours; pattern includes a complete step-by-step sew chart. Beginners in sewing will find this dress a simiile one to make. Pattern 8003 is designed for sixes 3G, 38, 40, 42, 44, 4G, 48, 50 and 52. Size 38 requires" 4 1-a yards of 35 inch material, plus 2 3-4 yards of 1 1-2 inch bias binding for trimming. The new Fall and Winter Pattern Book is ready for you now. It has 32 pages oi' attractive designs for every sixe and every occasion. Photographs show dresses made from these patterns being worn; a feature you will enjoy, tet the charming designs in this new book help you in your sewing. One nat- tern and the new Fall and Winter Pattern Book—25 cents. Fall and Winter Book alone—-15 cer.'s To secure your pattern with slen-bv-sten send 15 CENTS IN COIN with your NAME ADDREs vrv r P NUMBER and SIZE to TODAY'S.PATTERNS111 ITPRI rwr PLACE, BROOKLYN, N. Y., and be sure to MENTION THF NAMP OF THIS NEWSPAPER. MLmiuN Illh NAME Raft says. "Not all his screen life nny- way. You'd be surprised hoow deeply most of the fans feel about actors who are typed. If a guy is always a bad one, the public bets to hating him •' and his fans fade away. "Gangster stuff hot to bo especially bad—for me or anybody else. When the G-men started doing their stuff they shot all the romance out of the movie-mobster business. Gangster, parts were just plain dirty and sordid. I felt like a Baby-Face Nelson or a Dillinger. "Oh, 1 still kind of like to piny 'em. as a job of acting, but not for any other reason. That's why I figured I just had to get other kinds of prats— or else." —And He's in Love Quite a change also has eome over Mr. Raft personally. Hollwoud remembers him as a former fighter and hocfer who came out here and continued to dress and behave in the accepted Hell's Kitchen fashion. • , / -. His pants eaino clear up under 'Tiis arm pits and his coats were tailored like a caricature of a Broadway slicker. He went around with his eyes half closed talked from a corner" 6f'his mouth, and wore his hair like the polished surface of an 8-ball. On being introduced, if you said y"" were glnd to meet him he'd snake out a hand for a quick shake and answer, "Likewise!" Of course these are not charateris- tics to be discarded overnight. Mr. George Raft still reminds you of George Raft. But ho dresses more conservatively, laughs out loud, and is relaxed in his manner. Also he's in love, with blond Virginia Pine. Waited on Fame Tlie colony's bo.st raRs-to-riehcs story is the story of Joseph Pasternak. He came to this country ns nn immigrant from Hungary, but with a determination to Ret into pictures. Watching bis chance, he got a job at the cafe at Paramount'^ Long Island studio. As soon ns he knew the executives he began dropping hints to Director Allan Dwim that he waiUetl.an assistant's job. Dwan finally hired Pasternak in self-defense. It wasn't long until he camo to Hollywood as assistant to Wesley Ruggles. Universal sent Pasternak to Germany, then to Vienna to produce a picture. When he returned he brought his director, Henry Roster. They sat around, idle, for months until assigned to film "Three Smart Girls." 'Nobody though the picture would amount to much, especially since the east contained three unknowns in the leading roles. But it was a smash hit, and now it has been followed by "100 Men and a Girl." Producer Joseph Pasternak is a more important figure today than almost any of the men lie used to wait upon. This attempted conquest of China is only a small piii'i of what the Japan militarist;; envision. They mean to create a Pacific empire which will include all the laiul.s of the Pacific.— Climating T. Wang, Chinese amtr.is- .•••ador to Ihe U. S. He had a (juat in the back of the car, and 1 couldn't .smell anything but the goal, -policeman Theodore Lambert. Chicago, explaining why he L-cmUl not tell if Lurry Hadkuwic/. was drunk by .Miiollins. his breath. Tin- fanners this year will hn/c $1,- UOU,OUU,uyil more to spend than in any year since 11)29.~-L. J. Taber. National Orange Master. When any group tries to riush important, i-'nanye.s into uur government, when important facts are mis-stated ur .significant int'oi'matioii is withheld, or thoughtful deliburaliun is shut off in llic 1 name of emergency, the public- has a right to be suspicious.—Alf M. l.andon. \\{ rather he ;-:hoV again than ride llii.s thing thruugh town. -- Wallace Berry, in ambulance after accident on movie set. RENT/ WANT-ADS

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