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PACffi WO HOPE STAR, HOPE, ARKANSAS Thursday, December. 23, Star YouVe ot Something There!" Star of Hope 1S99; Press, 1927. Consolidated January 18, 1929. 0 Jltstict, Deliver Thy Herald From False Report! Published tvefy we*k-d«& afternoon by Star Publishing Co., Inc. (C. S, Palmer & Alex. H. W«*hbum>, at The Star builfling, 212-214 South ff ateut rtrttt. fiopa, Arkansas "~~~ CX R PALMER, President AtJSX H. WASItelTRN. Editor and Publisher (AP) —Means Associated Press fNEA)—Means Newspaper Enterprise Ass'n. Subscription Kate (Always Payable in Advance): By city carrier, per week 15c; per month 65c! one year $6.50. By mail, in Hempstead. Nevada. Howard, Miller and LaFayette counties, $3.50 per year; elsewhere J6.50, Member of The Associated Press: The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use for republication of all news dispatches credited to it or not otherwise credited in this paper and also the local news published herein. Chargts on Tributes, Etc.! Charges will be made for all tributes, cards trf thanks, resolutions, or memorials, concerning the departed. Commercial newspapers hold to this policy in the news Columns to protect their readers trom a deluge of space-taking memorials. The Star disclaims responsibility tor the safe-keeping or return of any unsolicited manuscripts. Anti-War Petition Is Worth Signing A MERICA is a nation of petition-signers. You can always ri get at least a few people to sign a petition for practicall anything— to nominate Joe Doakes for dog catcher or to de mand a reduction in the tariff on mother-of-pearl collar but tons—and the ordinary petition has a life as brief and as in significant as that of the May fly. But once in a blue moon there is an exception. For if yoi can get enough people to sign your petition—so many that yoi can number them in the millions—then your petition is no may fly at all, but something that gets attention in carload lots Such a petition is being circulated by the Veterans of Foreign Wars—a petition calling on Congress and the President to keep the United States out of war. * * * 'THE V. F. W- plans to circulate these petitions through each 1 of its 3600 posts throughout the country. It is seeking the aid of newspapers, radio stations, civic clubs, women's organizations, churches, fraternal groups, and so on. It hope to get 25,000,000 Americans signed tip on a demand that Congress let the rest of the world fight its battles without American help. There can be little doubt that this petition, whether it gets its i',5,000,000 signatures or not, pretty accurately reflects the feelings of the people of the United States. For although public opinion can be hard to gauge, there is one thing—the overwhelming desire of the American people to keep out of war—about which there can be no doubt. , Nor can there be any doubt that such a petition, backed by that great weight of names, would have a profound effect on the people who run our government. No administration and no congress would dare flout a wish expressed as unmistakably as that. No propagandist anxious to get us into a foreign war would get far, trying to stem such a current. Get those 25,000,000 signatures and you guarantee peace for America—as far as peace can be guaranteed in this highly uncertain world. * * * l D O WE want to tie our hands that way? At a time when international gangsters are on the prowl as never before, do we want to make it plain that no matter what they do we shall not lift a hand to stop them- unless, of course, they start muscling in on our own shores ? Well—why not? We learn things the hard way, always; but 1918 roust have been enough to teach us that war is a poor way of removing wrongs from this world. We may not know precisely what our world mission is, but this is pretty clear: we can best serve the world by keeping our broad land free of the war spirit, by saving this continent as an oasis where human civilization can go on developing without sacrificing its best to the war god. If you get a chance at the V. F. W. petition, sign it. Christmas Spirit a By Bruce Cfttiort A Dnrki'i Chapter From IMomer Life. HOLLYWOOD.-A letter to Mr. Bruce Knpustkn. GOOC South Albany Street, Chicago, III.: Dour Mr. Knpuslkn:, I have just seen your interesting, if somewhat startling, letter to Miss Ele- imor Powell in which you offer to come to Hollywood and kiss her. Also 1 have read enrefully the newspaper clipping's telling of your intensive research in the oscillatory art. Since Miss Powell is not likely to «ol around to replying to your letter, 1 thought I might answer some of your (juestions and |>erhnp.s save you a trip nil the way out here. Besides, 1 feel in some measure re- Usually we celebrate our pioneers a.s heroic, other-worldly folk who had their eyc.s on .some mystic vision, en dined greatly for it, and lived dauntless lives of Christian self-siicrifice for the sake of their children. There were some like that, prolvibly; but there were other kinds. tui>-- i greedy, hard-fisted, unscrupulous people wh oxvere strictly on the make, who saw the frontier a.s a place where only the strong survived and who adapted themselves to it with u grim detc'rmination to survive at any price. It is the latter kind of pioneer that Rets between the covers of Mari Sim- do/'.'; grim novel, "Slogum House" (Little. Brown: S2.!i01. This book tells about the settlers of the* sandhill Nebraska!! country, and deals principally with the Clogum family, which i.s dominated by lawless, determined (Sulla Slogum. I (lulla i.s pure greed. She wa.s a no- I bcdy, back in Ohio; her one idea is to t.teome a someboilv, so that she call at ., . . , ,, , ., , , , , . ,„ ' , r - i spcnsib e because I rccnll having writ- last go hack (o Ohm. Iniv a fine house ' ., ,,, ,, ,, . | ten once that bleiiiior Powell is a eor- i dial individual who greets all her i friends with a kiss. However, Mr. Kapustka. 1 said FRIENDS. There has l«-en very little indiscriminate kissing in Hollywood in these l.eague-'if-Decency days, "Sti'anjcers May Kis. 1 ;' was filmed nwny back m 1931. Of course, Mr. Kapustka, I intend no belittlement of your taste or talents by the word "indiscriminate." Yet I am mindful of your claim to having kisi'ed 10.1)00 pairs of lips from Canada to Cuba. It i.s little wonder that in seven oscillatory years you have collected material for it book about kissing, poems about kisses, and a kissing nov- i I which you would like to sell to the movies. (icncra! Kissing Hides As for your questions about whether An Open Letter on Kissing to an Ambitious Movie Pan EDITOR'S NOTE: Recently 1'nul HnrrlKim wrote Mint Elcnnor Powell ImliHintlly greets frlemls with n kiss—n custom well known (o the film colony. Then tirucc Kapustka nf Cltlrngo wrote Miss 1'owcll, offe.rlnff, as im expert, (n come to Hollywood and kiss her. Just to set Mr. Knpustkn right Harrison replies, Inking In the whole field (if Hollywood, for good mcnsure. « §1!' H.v PAW- HARRISON f<> slops at and she A Bruce Catton Christmas Editorial Football Tax Kick I T IS rather surprising to learn that certain great state universities have filed suit to recover amusement taxes collected by the federal government on football tickets. The universities contend that football is an essential state function, that the government cannot rightfully tax a university for performing such a function, and that the amusement tax has therefore been wrongly collected. Unless we are getting back to the old Roman idea—that it i.s the government's job to keep the populace amused—it i.s pretty difficult to see just how football can be defended as an essential state function, even by the most elastic stretch of that term. Football is a sport and a spectacle. It is fairly well pro- fessionalized, in its essentials, and the universities profit immensely by it. Few lawyers could take seriously the plea that it i.s such an essential part of the educational process that it should go untaxed. The FamiSy Doctor T. >C. Ref. U. a Pat, OH By OK. MORUIS KISHBETN editor, Journal of the American Medical Association, «nd ot Hyieia, the Health Magazine. .Stress Causing Nervous Breakdown May Affect All Classes of People This is Die first In a series of five articles in which Dr. Fishbeiu discusses cause, effect and treatment i f nervous breakdown. (No. 404) In these days of stress and strain, rising and falling markets, insecurity of employment and speed of living, nervous breakdowns are not limited to the rich and the prominent. Wear and tear are seen among rich and poor, prominent arid lowly, alike. Neurasthenia, psychasthenia, nervous breakdown, or just plain nerves, are ^een more and more frequently. Because of the varied and poorly defined character of the symptom*. and because some physical inadequacy may be at the basis of the nervoui disorder, the most complete examination possible is frequently necessary The average neurasthenic complains of feelings of tightness at the back of the neck, vague pains in the back, and fleeting sensations elsewhere in the body. Invariably he feels tired on getting up in the morning and by eventide is usually irritablet an extreme. In the typical case of nervous breakdown, a man or woman of average intelligence who frequently has prospered briefly suddenly finds further progress difficult. Th« afflicted person is highstrung and inclined to wor-. ry overmuch about little things. Sooner or later he begins to worry also about his health. Perhaps he tries | to get better by laying off for a few days or even for a week. Graduall he finds that he is irritable, canno ;.leep well and is unable to concen trate successfully on his business, pro fessional or domestic problems. Even tualiy his foods begin to disagree will him, he loses his appetite and become depressed. The victim of such depression is con vinced that he has been overworking ihat too much responsibility or won has been put upon him, and that witi it all, bad luck haunts him. Furthermore, it becomes apparen that he us convinced that people ar> "against" him. Thus, he has beei quarreling rather steadily with hi business partners or a.ssociato.s and ii addition his wife has been naggm him and driving him when he gets h'/rne. Obviously a man in thj>; condition is not seriously sick, as if he had pneumonia, ulcer of the .stomach, an inflammation of the gallbladder or a tumor of the brain. Yet chronic aj<- pendicitis. or any of the conditions that have been mentioned may be associated with a nervous breakdown. Unless there is a complete physical as well as interrogatory examination of such patients, these more serious conditions may be overlooked. NEXT: Determining the nature ot nervous Y OU would almost think that the ordinary adult would get used to Christmas, after all these years; would get a little casehardened, so to speak, so that the day would lose a little bit of its special, magical appeal. But somehow that never happens. Christmas is forever new; even the most dour and crabbed of people, like old Scrooge, are apt to find themselves mystically made over by its influence, if only for a day or two. For Chribtmas ts*' among other thingft* a kind of spiritual rebirth which restores the freshness and expectancy of childhood. It is not for nothing that its common symbol is a jovial Santa Glaus, bearing a pack of gifts for children. Above all other days, Christmas is a children's holiday; and the adult who can pass through it without at least partly entering once more the stainless and unforgotten world of his own childhood is a hard and isolated soul indeed. And it is quite right that Christmas should be the children's day. Its infinite significance, born of that divine event in far-away Judea, is something we must never overlook in the hustle and bustle of holiday observance; and the One whose birth the holiday commemorates is, after all, the author of that profound remark, "unless ye become as little children—" Which, in its turn, i.s a reminder thai a spiritual rebirth like the one which Christmas brings is entire!}' and fundamentally necessary to us. That coating of cynicism which worclly experience puts on all of us, that readiness to expect the worst, to return evil for evil, to suspect motives and to count the costs of all generous actions—is not that something which we must discard, somehow, before we can shape thef world in the way it must be shaped ? We cannot enter the Kingdom of Heaven with this cynicism; and Christmas is an excellent time to remember, also, that the Kingdom of Heaven is after all within ourselves. We must find the Kingdom there or nowhere. Until we do find it thr world will continue to be the sorry and imperfect place it now is. Christmas is a good time to start looking for it. For, on top of everything ulse, Christmas is a reminder that the Kingdom i.s really there, if we take the; trouble to get at it. Man is perfectible, after all; his dreams are not vain, his ideals are not unattainable. If we can but remember thai today, our Christmas will do for us what it WMS meant to do. iiubbcd her. 'She achieve this goal family In help. So Slogum house i.s a dark and horrible place a .scene of cruelty and munler. of theft and deceit, of cold vim usness applied to the art of getting and keeping money. And the book which describes this house is not I'l'MSiinl reading; it calls a spade a spade, very bluntly, over and over. Hut I think it i.s a true book. It is ci nvinciiu^. Pioneerint; had this sort i ! thing in it. a.s well a.s the nobility and sacrifice of tradition. The win- i.mg (-f the west was in some respects an ugly chapter; Miss Sandc« presents the worst of it without mincing words. Her book may shock you. and certainly it will disturb you -but you will remember it. Spanish War Prisoners Housed in Open Camps t I BARCELONA. Spain.- //Pi—The 25.0(10 to HtMIOn-prisoners of the Republican government of Spain must he ' treated a.s "human beings" under the code of Manuel de Irujo. minisiter of justice. A Basque nationalist and devout Catholic. Irujo said in an interview ! that prisons should aim at correction j and not extermination. DecalinR with a prison population which ha.s increased from a maximum of 10,000 persons before the war. Irujo said he insisted on modern sanitary equipment in prisons despite criticism from some persons who objected that prisoners were too well treated. Prisoners are being evacuated from besieged Madrid, and many are being housed in open camps under normal. I healthy conditions. In a typical camp at Albatera in the Levante. Irujo explained, specialists are permitted to work outside the prison while others aid in constructing the Madrid-Taran- con railway. Miss Powell closes her eyes while kissing, and what kind of lipstick she uses, iiiid whether she perfumes her lips— those are matters which I leave strictly between Miss Powell and her friends'. However, there are certain general rules for kissing etiquette in the motion picture business. The closing of eyes by the feminine recipient, or reciprocator, depends mcxstly on the emotional feeling which the scene i.s supposed to convey. (If it's love, she shuts em. i It's the same with the ecstatically lifted foot. In any love scene, regardless of the normal relative heights of the principals, the man always towers masterfully above the girl close-up clinches. If he happens to be a medium-sized hero, the moviemakers (who think of everything' put him on a box. I'll bet you never thought of that, Mr. Kapustku! Here in Hollywood, n kiss is not supposed to be more than 10 feet in length. Then feet of film. I mean. That's about seven seconds. If you are a movie fan. Mr. Knp-i ustka. probably you have noticed thtiti lately ki.s.sin« in Ihe movies hns become a minor .sport. There is a pla-' tonic and casual quality about oscula- : tion which i.s very distressing to the i remaining Great Lovers of the screen. Pioneer In (lie Klchl 1 hope you will not be discouraged, Mr. Kiipustka, to hear that n scientific brochure already has been written on Kissing, and that it has been condensed by the research department of Wiir- ner Brothers studio to guide directors and players. The author was Dr. Christopher Ny- rop, and his tralisc, compiled in 1901 • and written in Danish, was called "The Kiss and Its History." Dodo Nyrop defined and discussed many types of kisses in a very dignified way. Qf course that wa.s long before the movies were able to record : sound effects with kisses, such as the : hearty .'.mack or the sibilant kiss. However, the scientist wa.s foresighted en- (.ugli to describe the? auditory effect of one type of kiss -the "lip click." The lip click today remains a prob- = lem. 'Amplified by sc-nsitive motion '. picture sound apparatus, it often has the percussive quality of a lO-gaugc shotgun. George Arils was the noisiest lip- clicker of nil time, but that was he- cause of his false teeth. I hope thc.se random notes on kissing may prove- helpful. Mr. Kii|ni.stlui. 'I think it i.s very clever of you to want to continue your research, kissing your way around the world. If your investigations happen to take you into Ireland, give the Blarney Stone one for me. Paul Harrison. BUY NOW! Only a limited number of copies of Hope Star's ?1,700 Centennial Edition remnin. It's your last opportunity to purchase the only complete authentic historv of 20 Southwest Arkansas towns. You owe it to yourself and your children to preserve one or more of these copies. No reservations are being made. First come — first served. The Centennial edition contains 48 pages in six sections with 69 large photographs of historic sites. Bound copies are 50 cents each. Ur<bound copies are 25 cents—add six cents if mailed. Copyright. 1937, NEA Service, Inc. By ELINORE COWAN STONE By Olive Roberts Barton Infant's Clowning Holds Deeper Significance. Little children nnturalborn clowns. Their unconscious humor is lelighlful to witness and especially .ti hear. 1 take a day or two off from more serious things when our .small fry come to grandma's to visit, just to absorb their young freshness, and enjoy them, as well a.s to study, oh, so tactfully! their reactions to experience. Decclie i.s over half past three and Mary is half after two. Lowrie is six arid has started to country school and carries liis little dinner box, much to my delight. If you belong to the ranks of child fans, whether you have any of your own <jr not, may I quote some of the funny things these little ti-ou|>es have said? Head between the lines, and notice, the memory, ingenunity and imagination involved. Surprising Memories Deedie had heard the story, perhaps months before, of the chicken thief who. to the owner's demand of "Who's there.?' 1 replied: "There's nobdy here but us chickens, boss." Nobody knew that .she had understood. Besides all those weeks had elapsed. One da she hid in the closet. Her mother went about pretending to hunt. "Where's Dsedie?" Finally she winked at me and said. "I do believe there i.s somebody in this cupboard." But the .stowaway sang out instantly, "There's nobdy here but us shoes." 'One clay she was singing as she colored her animal book with crayons. "Ob, the kitty kissed the dog and the dog kissed the eat. I want my lover back to me, oh, I want my lover back to me. 1 asked her one day what her galo: ha v.ere made of. Very promptly ! .-.tie fixed me with her big blue eyes ] and ;;jjd .seriously, 'Steel. The very I bi.it steel." | Her story of how she lost her "jack- j et" on the road and bow u dog named I Kaffm Boony U a.sked its name several times and it never varied) pushed her ' away and took it home, was classic. j She invented by the minute and it I took ten to complete this novel. It had plot and drama, but not a word of tiutli. At the end, I said, "Well, well, that was wonderful, and to think it all happened to you." Siie said then, "Yes, I dreamed jt," which wa-- also a rank fabrication. Another time she said, as she sipped her milk, "My, this milk is ns cold as darkness." Pronouncing Judgment Mary, the toddler, is a grave one with eyes that sparkle with little star points when she smiles. She wa.s get- ling fitted out in u snow suit. Looking (it herself in the long store mirror, .slii' stood like a figure of judgment, still ! and stern. "It's simply gorgeous," she i pronounced solemnly. i She bounced into the dining room where we were eating one evening. and knowing it was her bedtime. ! thought she would divert attention. She had her dolly. ; "I'm Mr.s. Jones, hello," shr announced. So I said. "I'm Mr.s. .Smith,! good-bye." Her eyes twinkled. She • knew, turned around and slumped upstairs. ! She came to me one day whc'ii her mother was hurriedly milking a dn-ss to cover a new but naked doll. "She's making my material," she shot at m<'. and bounced out. I could ti'> on. 'I he wisdom of babes always delights me. | The days are filled with cute tliinKs., Are they just cute? You tell me. I think they hold a world of meaning. ; FLAPPER FANNY © BY NE* SERVICE, INC. By Sylvia T. M. RED. U. S. PAT. OFF.- r.VST OF ClIAHACTKRH LINDA. IIK.VI'OX — Heroine, •InliKhtrr of n fniuniiM Niiiu'rr, CAI'T. HAIIU V.1KIKM TUH.Vr— Herd, tlylnK "llnri'drvll." M I II A \ II A THK.Vr— llnrry- iiu>ri->'H Kritmlmotlicri u 'Siiriuii; 1* mttlul." # * * A'rHtordayi ]larrymnri> IN railed <» lb<» rrm'nr of a plnnr io»i over Itio juiiKli'H. It I* " l>lt«*r d'Nl fur J.iml.M In linv<> III in IS"- Old >Ilr- niMl:i, (IfNiilti* her uoriiN, IN deeply Did It'll, CHAPTER VII AT lunch the next day Old Mi- 7'anflii was seizf-d with ;! violent c'hi)I, and other symptoms complicated by the quantities of randwiches she hnd consumed the night Ix-forc". She was put to bed, fuming with impatience, and gasping out protests which made her grandson grin appreciatively — for the Duchess had n notable tira.sp of profane technique. "I'm ufraid we'd Letter wait till I K«H back to tell her," Barry said soberly a.s he and Linda faced facli other outside Mr.s. Trent's door. "The poor old Duchess has had about all .she ought to take for one day." "I'd rather," Linda said. "I'd like it that way." At the bottom of the stairway where they had sat for so long that duy—was it only yesterday'.' tie time left. Was it n promise?" "Yes," said Linda breathlessly. "It wa.s a promise." "I can get a license in five min- we'll go to old Judge He'll keep his mouth Be ready and waiting, utes, and Baldwin, .shut . . , darling." OUT it was five when Barry knocked at Linda's door. . . "I had to-use some rhetoric on I out lnl ° the frostv aln oiled tongue )ji 20 counties . , . I say 'by the grace of God' V cause it's a miracle some o i hasn't fed her poixon long bef' e "I wonder," iailered Lit \, "how much she saw." « "Does it matter?" Barry laughed, and kissed hoi>. It was almost dusk ns they went Judge knifing Baldwin," ho explained, I "Listen," Barry said white they at his watch. "But he i were driving around the little understands now. He—Gosh but you look sweet, Tilnniu!" "If I could only have had more town park. "I've arranged everything. When we got back, there'll be a telegram waiting for you, time, Barry," Linda said, glancing \ calling you tiwny on urgent business—the best excuse I could think up at the moment of writ- clown at her dress. She had slipped on a slim tailored frock of white wool and a .small while felt hat. They were not new; they were just—while. And .suddenly Linda longed for evt.Tylhing that made a bride lovely. In tin 1 lower hull Barry stopped and picked up a square white box from a side table. "Almost forgot," he said, oiler- ing it to Linda. Opening she found a grant nest of white violets. fra- She — Barry turned, down at her. is eyes burning cried a little from pleasure as she took them from the box and pinned them to her coat. Shu was still wiping her eyes, with Barry's arm about her shoulders, when the front door opened abruptly behind them. Turning, they faced Miss Chattam, standing as if riveted to the door- I .step, her tense posture very much "Listen, Tilania," ho said .softly. I that of a pointing setter, her quick, "You haven't forgotten what I nsked you—right here—the other pale eyes picking out every de- day, have you'.' I said," lie went on when she did not answer. ".Suppose you knew that I had to go away—almo.st at once; and might not come buck for a long lime. Would you marry me then —or would you still feel that we jnust wait until other better?" we knew each "And you knew then," accused Linda, fighting down tears. "AH this titxie you've known." "I wasn't sure; but there was u chance." "But, oh, Garry, this isn't for— a long time. It mustn't be." "Of course not," Barry agreed smoothly. "But anyhow, what was it you said?" When she did prompted, "You not answer, he .said, 'I would "Can you suggest something to( » b 0 )' whVs got everything?* marry you if it sveiu the last thing I did!' " "Yes," Linda breathed, "I did say that. But—" "And heaven help you if you were fooling me, woman . . . Don't pussy-loot, Linda. There's so lit- lail of the little scene Linda's moi.st lids, Barry's arm about her shoulder, their air of startled conspirators. "I didn't ring," she explained as Linda hastily detached herself from Barry's arm and turned to adjust her hat at the mirror over the wall table, "because I didn't want to disturb your grandmother, Captain Trent . . . Dr. Mclvor just told me she is ill. I—" she hesitated as they continued to stand without speaking— "is there anything 1 can do?" "Not a thing in the world, Mise Lyclia. Won't you—that is—" * * A S Barry vacillated between **• hospitality and irritation, Miss Chattam interrupted swiftly, "Oh, I couldn't think of staying. I just caiiect to inquire." She was obviously as anxious to be gone as they were to see the last of her. "There, by the grace of God," ejaculated Barry as the d o o r clicked behind licr. "goes the best ing. The boy is on his way with it already. I'll drive you to the depot. You'll take the 6:30. I'll say 'aclios' to Grandmother, take thc> later train, and meet you in the city. We can manage several hours together." "You mean I'm to — see you start?" She wondered if she could bear that. "Not & chance! Even the Duchess can't stick that field at night . , . I can't leave you, Linda—so soon," he begged. Ai.i so it was arranged. At the edge of the park a stream of holiday traffic held them up. From u waiting car that slid into line beside them, a drawling throaty voice called Barry's name; and Rita Qlunchard's pale, narrow face, with its full red mouth and intent, avid dark eyes appeared at the nearest window. "Don't forget you're coming, over for cocktails, Barry," Hita called. Then she peered into the semi-darkness beside him, and her voice dropped to an intimate un^ dertone. "I've just heard—about your flight. I must see you before you go And I have something for you, Barry ... I do pay pay debts, you know." "Sorry," said Barry. "II; will have to keep. I sent a message explaining." "Did you ever think, Barry"— Rita Blanchard's voice took on a faint edge — "that it's sometimes just as bad form not to collect your debts as not to pay them?" "The account was closed long ago," said Barry. "Your memory is bad." * Then the traffic moved ahead. Linda sat very still. There h?d been something disturbing about that brief, enigmatic interchango. And she did so want only happiness for Barry and herself duj> ing these brief last hours. (To Be Continued)

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