Hope Star from Hope, Arkansas on September 16, 1938 · Page 2
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Star Star of Hop« 1839; Pntt, 1927, CoatobMted JtnlMtfy II, 1W. - '»-^--- - '• ^i, r - -•"-•—- -itiifi-fl i _ i. . .. _e_^.,. , _.._ii_ - . . . . From False Report! ' weckMltt afternoon by Staf Publishing Co, Inc. FtlnV^titic^^kSl^^ " "" "" """* "^ "-a" >•,- \'t. E, PALME*, Ptwldent ALKX. H. WASBBUKN, Editor and Pabibfaet CAP) —Means Associated Press (NIA)—Means Newspaper Enterprise Ass*n. B«Mertpttoa Mat* (Ahvays Payable in Advance): By city carrier, per •reek 15* J*» month «5«!j one year J6.SO. By mail, in Hempstead, Nevada, Howard, MHk* find Lafayette counties, $150 per year; elsewhere J8.58. Member OlTlM Attodated Pmss The Associated Pre* Is eacluitoly ttrtitied to we us* for republlcation of all news dispatches credited to It or «* ftheryua cMdittd hi thia papef and also OMS local news publfi&vd herein. Charges on tribute*, Etc.! Charget will be made for •", tributes, cards •tf thanka, resolutions, or memorials, .concerning th« departed. Conunerdal Sewspapeft hold to this policy In the hews columns to protect their readers trom i deluge of space-taking memorial*. The Star disclaim* wsponibWty tor the safe-keeping or return of any unsolicited manuscript* Too Good Cheer TT WOULD seem that one of the most valuable lessons of the il last'decade in connection, with the solution of public problems was the necessity in any crisis, real or apparent, for universal candor, thorough realism, and absolute freedom of discussion., How real or how immediate the threat of war is in Europe the average "American citizen has no certam way of knowing-. He learns From news dispatches-what the current European state of mind seems to be. His right also is to know the true convictions of-men who may be in a better position than he to hazard gUes.geq.qn the matter. A high-government official recently made a plea to business men .to. soft-pedal .their talk 1 on "the jittery effect of possible wat." He also submitted the observation, at another point, that business.was getting better. The proximity of the two remarks must have had an unfortunate effect on anyone who remambered'the blackest days of the depression. • The average mart recalls the forced gaiety and strained optimism that enjoyed a boom among public speakers when the country'was simply walking' deeper into a swamp. Any excess of optimism bearing the slightest hint of the phoney it,-these days :is likely to produce a respectable set of jitters on its own hook. This-is -no plea for crepe-hanging, but a reminder that littl^. Johnny 0. Citizen has been growing up in the last few years, and that honesty is in order. ttOPE STAR, BOWV ARKANSAS Boyish Notions THE things'planes do at the National Air Races enable the 1 men in'the aircraft industry to take a few new measurements of aviation progress with a degree of accuracy. The .average man reads stories of the show and takes measurements largely with his emotions. If something in the news from the recent races at Cleveland gave you a feeling of the , world :having, suddenly shot ahead a. generation or "so, and you can't remember what it was, maybe it was a casual inter; view with Mrs. Ru'dy Kling. ._' Mrs: Kling'.isrthe widow of the flyer who won the Thomp• son Trophy in'1.937. She. .runs a garage business in Lemont, , 111., and she has.a son, Robert. •"Robert." Mrs. Kling remarked to a reporter, "wants to be a farmer mm. But he is only 11. I will get him out of that-notion. The Klings'will be winning trophies again. , You'll see," . ; • .; • Who call' remember the old days when mother's quaint n °ncern was to ease.little Johnny out of the crazy notion that he was going .to leave the farm and become an aviator? .That whoosh, you may have heard was the sound of time 1 ''" "• ' : - "• /."., : .Tipping Under Control ; TIPPING for service has been a variety of things to a variety : 1 of people in the past. To the employe it has been in many cases his sole source of income. To the tipper it has been variously an automatic habit, a gesture of liberality, or simply a source of irritation. Wage minimums have made tipping in most instances .now merely a supplement to the employe's fixed income, but ;a supplement in many cases which he cannot dispense with. •.Now in Finland tipping itself is being regulated. Two scales : of minimums have been set, "geared" to the amount of the • restaurant bill, one scale applying to the larger cities, the ; other to the small towns. .1 Advocates of a similar set-up in this country have ap- . peared from time to time, but a man can't help but see a certain incongruity in a regulation being imposed on what • originated as a spontaneous gesture of thanks. It would seem . that the better reform might be'to restore that gesture to its • original state by seeing that the employe was not dependent -upon it for a living. ,' Family Doctor T. K. Reg. U. & p»t Off. By OK. MORMIS FtSHBEEN , Joinul of tbe American Medical Aaaoetafloi. awl tt Hyttta, the Infection May Be Responsible for the Appearance of Comedones l,-actually every child sooner or la'er develops a certain number o1 • Llatkheads and pimples. They seem to be associated with an excess action ol the glands of the skin in certain areas which put out an unusual amount o; • oily material. Perhaps this is related in some way to the entire glandular constitution of the person concerned, and it may perhaps be related also to the diet Neither of these factors has been established with certainty. It is conceivable that at times a special germ invades tlje skin, producing the infectious material in association with the oily glands. The first sign of this condition is . the blackhead, which is scientifically called a comedone. The skin around the glands Is thickened and this make . it easy for the oily matterial to be retained in the skin. This thickening also prevents the blood from showing through the skin, so that people with the sebprrheic or oily constitution are . likely to have a sallow rather than -a rosy skin. The darkenine.of the material at the mouth of the Wlated gland is caused by dirt, as well as by the effects of the oxygen on the oily material. The various appearances possible .depend on th* manner in which the blackhead and pimple form. If the pimple is near the surface, so 'Hey, Bulcli,,wluit rhymes with 'Petunia'?" By Olive Roberts Barton Because It Isn't "Personal," Child Won't Give Schoolbook a Bibliophile's Loving Care Bob's arithmetic is new and shiny. So is his speller. The grammar and listcry are semi-invalids, with tendons loose and pages dog-eared. Besides, every owner has used the margins for drawing mons with mus- .aches or puncturing initials with pins. Seography and "science" have waist- ines from too-tight strapping. His mother says, "It's a pity they can't give you all new books. Why, iome of these have ten names written on the cover. And just see how the torn pages are pieced together with :ransparent slips. I couldn't study 'rom books like this grammar." Bob begins on his arithmetic. He loesn't know whose arithmetic is it. 'or the lack tahis !or the back is shrouded with a brown mantle about as individual as a monk's gown. For that matter, Bob doesn't now what man wrote his history or who assembled the material in his reader. (Shades of Mr. McGuffy! He las no rivals today.) He doesn't even enow the color of the binding. The ly leaf doesn't interest him. The boys call him. He folds down he corner at page six, turns the book upside down, open, on the couch, where Spot finds it. One corner of the sack is wet and ragged when Bob returns. Bob takes about as good care of his Dooks as the average boy. He listens :o talks in school about the care of school property and never once thinks cf himself as careless. When anything Happens, it is not his fault, he reasons; like Spot and the arithmetic, or the day he left his speller on the kitchen table and Lena got butter on it. Here is the whole trouble. It is the old story of come-cnsy go-ensy. Lots more where that came from. And besides, when every other fellow treats his books like yesterday's newspaper, it's expecting too much of a chap to think he's going to play particular nurse, when everyone knows they are free aanyway. So figures Bob. Let's say the books are "free" and don't cost the taxpayers, via the school board, one slim dime. We'll forget that the annual bill for new books and renewals is away up in the thousands of dollars. But what is this devil- may-care spirit doing to our young students? And older ones, too, by the way, for the older children get, the more destructive they become, according to figures in black and white. Just this: it is the same psychology thatprompts a boy or girl to stick chewing gum on a movie seat for the next patron to ruin his clothes on. Neither chair nor book are "personal" property. For this reason, I have long lamented the lack of opton for school children to buy their own books, or a set for home use. nt least, when within the means of the family. The set would be theirs forever, for reference. Old books increase also in sentimental value, as the years pass. Where are the school books that used to stand on the bottom shelf, where a hand could reach them easily to setttle problems in grammatical construction, n rule in bank discount, or the name- of -the Mexican War president'.' Condemned and destroyed as "unfit for use." It is like being marooned o mi desert island without a boat to get home. Friday, September 10,1938 A Book a Day By 8ruc« Cation A Trmler Worked The Cnmernons If you tike travel books with nil Hie lusty tnng mid rn\v emotion of the tropics, certainly you can do no better thfm go adventuring for an evening or so with n two-fisted young Irishman, Brian O'Brien. Mr. O'Brien looking for excitement, and a regular menl check, shipped to I the African Cameroon to work for the What happened to him he tells in n| book as lush mwl torrid ns the jungle itself, "Beating About the Bush" (Lee Furinan: $2.50). O'Brien became a trader, pushing up the miasmic rivers of the Came- roons into the cannibal country with trtide goods and trinkets, coining back With valuable ivory, rubber and oil. Ho he dodged man-eating sharks and dusky maidens alike, shot elephants. humorous nnd frequently deeply tragic. But one suspect hnt M. O'Brien would hnve woven n lusty tnle out of almost any good cloth. He writes easily, as anhvply to the point as wns hlr trading. It is not too much to sny that Beating About the Bush" Is as f-ood an African (ravel book as we nre likely l-> <jee in n long time.—P.O.F. o sat soaked in his boat many and day and night while the tropic nin pounded on the waters like bull. And In time this young O'Brien became a sort of king among the natives of the deep bush country, a swash- bucking white man who wns intrepid enough to bo admitted to the .most ports ^I/Sorts Gentlemen Enrly Birds ailKEVEPOKT-Cin-tis Parker, coach of the Centenary College Gentlemen avoids intense heat by having his griclders report for pracliee nt 6 n. m. Number Gnmc NEW YORK-Gus Suhr, the first baseman, always makes it a point to Set (he number of the engine which pulls the train carrying the Pittsburgh Pirates. j.-rccmus secrets of the tribes. Ker.lticky Futurity LEXINGTON, Ky.-Tbc uvo bitterest feudists of the trotting world- Long Key and McLin—appear co-fav- oriles in the S'JOOO Kentucky Futurity He draws some unforgettable pictures i ' lcrc September 26. of this primitive life, pictures often On some exciting conferences. "Yes," he said, "I've heard the real Little Oscar, the Eaves-Dropper, Drops a Few Observations—His Figure's Plated But His Heart Is Solid 24-Carat that pus forms and it breaks, the section is easily removed. On the other hand, if it goes deep and inflammation forms, so that pus is healed in, the person develops what is called a blind boil. If several small pimples join together a small abscess may be produced, with a subsequent scar. There are all sorts of superstitions concerning the cause of this condition, simply because it is so common. Many a young man and woman develops fears and an absolute agony in relationship to social life, simply because of the presence of pimples and blackheads and the weird ideas that exist concerning the causes of their appearance. There Is no reason to beleve, incidentally, that the person whose face is marked by great numbers of pimples is in any way deficient mentally, physically, cr n any other manner which might make him feel socially inferior. What is needed is a study of the physical character of the persons con- ecrned. so that modern methods of treatment may be applied, and so that they may be given the best possible appearance under the circumstances. Lightweight picture hats for women and conventional styles for men made from the net-like fibre found at the of South Florida cocnut trees. (This is the last of n scries of special interviews which Mr. Hur- rison got at greut risk of life and limb.) HOLLYWOOD. — A producer was late for an interview appointment, so this reporter sat in the executive office and yawned in the silence and the late-summer warmth. It was an impressive office. The desk, with its battery of telephones, was as large as a conference table. The room itself probably was as spacious as the building in which the now-famous producer had filmed his first silent picture. Most impressive of all, though, was the presence of a gold-plated statuette only 10'' 2 inches in height—a stylized, unclad male figure standing behind a sworr.!. In Hollywood, for a decade, such figures have been nicknamed Oscar, and they are the awards made annually by the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences for artistic and technical excellence in several fields of movie making. "Oscar," I murmured, "standing there and symbolizing what you do, I'll b-jt you've seen a lot of movie history made. And %vhat stories you cculd tell!" "Maybe I could," said Oscar in a small voice. "And maybe I should, considering the %vay I've been treated around here. Usually the boss tosses his hat over me when he comes in. Sometimes he sits and shoots paper clips at me with a rubber band. I weigh TVa pounds, so I make a good paperwegiht, cigar extinguisher or nutcracker. Once the boss threw me at a guy. ''This man, an agent was sitting right where you're siting and listening to the boss tell how terribly sunburned he had got during a week-end at Falm Springs. Then the agent said, 'That's sure tough luck; now you won't be able to go around patting yourself on the back!' "The guy got out the door just as the boss threw me at him. A secretary looked in to see what the trouble was, and the boss yelled, 'I want you should not let in any more loafers arid burns even if they are iny best friends. I got no more privacy than a goldfish in a gilded cage!'" Oscar's Memory Gets Down to Business Your correspondent said he supposed that Oscar had listened in on stories behind some of tin events in Hollywood. I've seen men crushed by the complicated machinery of business, nncl I've seen plnycrs started toward stardom only because they Kiisheil over those pictures, there on tho desk, of the boss's children. "I've SOIMI million-dollar productions bungled into pictures fit only for the clime theaters, and dime novels strengthened and polished into million- tlollnr epics. I've heard story conference. 1 :. represcntinR a payroll and production cast of maybe S'lOOO an hour, change into informal hull-sessions, with writers and executives telling .'lories i:n themselves." I observed that Oscar didn't seem to be very cynical about the business. He s:aid no. he wasn't. "Remember that pictures were pioneered by pants-makers and furriers and pushcart peddlers." he said. "They had what it takes, and that's vision and courage. They were willing to stake everything they had—and producers are still doing it every clay—on the most fickle factor in business— the public. "They have idealism and sentiment. I heard my boss fight everybody in the studio to make a picture which he believed might help some people to face their problems bravely. He knew it would lose money, and it did. But he's very proud of it. And This Is the Way They Tick Inside "You should know, by now," he cautioned, "that all real showmen are hopeless sentimentalists. My boss may cut a rich rival's throat, commercially, in a two-minute conference, and then devote the next hour to arranging for the best doctors and care for rm old j actor who's sick. "Ho'll scream and swear about a tiny,' item in a production budget, but then sit clown and write a S25.000 check for charity. He'll play golf while a dozen brass hats impatiently wait to talk with him. And yet I hnve seen him, in this office, alone, pace all night thinking about some .story problem, and the 1.,1'vcl CINCINNATI-Johnny Vimder Meer is opposed to a raised mound in the bullpen, as found in some parks. He FLAPPER FANNY By Sylvia biggest' cliiims a pitcher has more confidence after warming up on level ground. Counterfeiting of paper money began more than HOO years ago. "Well, if that's tlic way you foci, why don't you wire him?" "Oil, I couldn't toll him 'No' in just ten words." > SERIAL STORY/' HIT-RUN LOVE BY MARGUERITE GAHAGAN COPYRIGHT. 193B NEA SERVICE. INC, "VcH(erdnyt 1 mrrtliiR with ilr hud liinlxl home. rc^nlln lirr flrti< l.nrry. iK licr h«T filllirr. I'd' on lakh CHAPTER II was the first time she had experienced h i s persuasive manner. She had demurred, even argued, but had he carried out his plan. Soon she was in his car, not one of the great shining ones, but a car that made them two against the world with the snow beating down harder without, and laughter and easy talk within. He had snapped on the radio and talked quickly to break the formality. He was interested in her work, in the people she met in the court — the attorneys, bondsmen, judges. "It pays to have friends like that," he had said casually. "They can help you out." Pat nodded slowly. "Yes, I suppose they can. I got my job there because of my father. He knew influential people when he was alive. But I never thought of needing the help of important people for myself. I guess I'd rather get places on my own." "You shouldn't have much trouble," he had said smiling down at her. That was the beginning. Five months later they were engaged. And so now her life was full, complete. A few more months preparing for their home, and then . marriage. Larry had promised to then put his head in his arms and cry j gc t the boys jobs during vacation, like a child frcm exhaustion and clis- sn thnt wnrrv wn= Wonnn/-! A,,^ appointment. ' Your reporter asked Oscar how he happened to have been awarded, and he admitted he was the only relic of the producer's $400,000 sacrifice to idealism. "I'm only worth a hundred bucks," he said, "but we're both proud of ourselves. I'm a symbol of integrity, even if I do crack nuts and serve as a doorstep. This industry may not make sense, but it makes for an incalcuable amount of pleasure and inspiration for the customers. And I hope the boss heaves me at the next guy who makes a crack about it." THIS CURIOUS WORLD By William Ferguson INTSRJOR. TtTvlPERATURE ESTIMATED •FISH CAN BE. TRANSFERRED WITHOUT SUFFERING so that worry was lessened. And the family liked him. Liked his easygoing manner, his acquaintance with the big city, wHh those magic names that ynsanl society out in the west end. * * * HPHE memories lacJcd. Judg^ Kelly came back to tho bench; the gavel rapped for order. Pa) tightened her grip on the pencil and filled another sheet with notes. The day wore on. Tom Sweeney sat sprawled out in the witness chair, his brown hah- with red lights in it tumbled over his broad forehead, his brown eyes friendly as they looked at Pat. Nothing . a familiar coupe culling out dangerously, speeding away —? from two limp figures on llic. pavement. to answer a question as the desk sergeant came over. * * * T>ACK in the little cubbyhole that she used for an ollici! Pat fearsome about him now, she thought, but those same eyes other rush of rain broke over the city. She slipped into a seat shaking the drops from her collar, wiping the mis! from the window to watch the home-going traflic snarl looked at her face in a tiny rniv- ', and untangle on the greasy pave- ror. She wondered if her happi-jment. ne52 could be seen in lieu eyus Lights ivnrc flickering on in could be cold, searching when he was questioning people. She smiled back at him. He was new on the job, and not yet at ease in the court. He was well thought of over at police headquarters, she \ work, her fingers Hying had heard. That was why he had been assigned to the tough traffic job. He pushed flag. Soon it wouldn't 'oe a se- I store windows, headlights of cars cret. In another month they would i mrx!-? highlights en the wet announce the engagement. She ! .strcot.s. People ran and .scurried could imagine 1hc words .staring ! at crossings, and cars: honked and at her from the Sunday papers: ' jockeyed at slop lights. "Mrs. Dennis McGraw announces j his hair back and <?-/? COPR. 1918 8* NEA SERVICE INC TO WHAT ANIMALS DO THESE FEATURES BFI.ONICB *? leaned down from the chair. "Tough Saturday," he said in that deep voice that had made many people squirm earlier in the day. "We ran overtime, didn't Hard on His Honor, too." nodded his head toward judge's chamber. "His wife's on the phone, and on the muscle. He stood her up for lunch." the engagement of her daughter, j Patricia Mary, to Laurence Kent." ' Until then il was her own. Hers and Larry's. She, went back V> her the keys, playing a melody of promise. Intermittent showers came and went while she hurriixl through her work. And then out on the street, running to Ih'j shop where she had seen the I'-rightly colored breakfast set, gay (lowers ai;ain:;t a cream background, .squat cups, we'.' |n funny cream .unu sugar ::r\, ten He towels in plii:<j!<, and a few odd the plates rich (f. the shades of old Mexico. Soon they would be in her own home. She vnshed sometime;; thai Lunch — Pat realized it was indeed late for lunch. She glanced at the clock, and then at the darkness outside. Rain was trickling down the window and the smoke from a freighter heading up river hung low upon the water. "Going to finish all those notes before you knock of! for a sandwich?" his voice came to her. "How about going down to the drug store for something? You won't have to take my words of wisdom down then, you know." She smiled, but shook her head. "I don't think I'll take time. I Larry full the thrill sho did in furnishing their home. He left it up to her. H™, * * * eyes narrowed as she Hifiht a glimpse of a familiar coupe. Then a smile curved her lips. Funny how in all that maze of traflic slio could see but one car; should recognize that bumped place on tho rear left fender, and the way the license, plate hung crookedly down near the bumper. The bus spotl up and she caught a glimp.-.f of Larry: his fell hat turned clown at the familiar ankle, his collar up around his chin. Then the cars separated and he was lost ahead in the rain, cutting MI and out with Ihe. speed he loved. She hoped he would be enreful. So many accidents happened in tho rain. Probably she was too Iniflk: conscious, she told hurelf, from working in an atmosphere of reckless driving, j speed in;i, illegal parking phrases "You'll have to live with riiem," | all day. whatever you get. ;ht with m?. I have, i he had said, will be all enough to do talking colors and fabrics when I'm selling cart:." Yet she knew he liked nice things: rugs, crystal, pictures and clothes. During the winter social season he had told her of some of the big homes in the west end where ho had gone on business. "Young Dotlie Barnes got a now convertible yesterday," he had The , iu , , ANSWER: 1, Chimpanzee. 2. English bulldog. 3, Moose. 4, Lion. The temperature of stars varies greatly. That of our own star, the sun, is estimated at 10,000 decrees on the surface and 72.000,000 degrees near the center. . ' and drove her around for a tnal a!, a .••lire Nol What a house and She'.s young, but : : have an orange in my desk. 11 once told her. "A debut want to get through early. Thanks, from her old man. I took though." She wanted to finish up, wanted to get away to do some shopping and hurry home to be ready when Larry came—Larry!—the name sang through her heart. The room faded away. Nothing was real except Larry and herself. "Ought to take time oil to relax," Tom's voice came to her again. "Or i« <ill this rush *cr a special reason? A young man, I Suppose." He grinned and turned spin. girl. knows how to wear clothes. bad company either." For a moment a stab of jealousy had gone through her, and f?ic.'ii she had silently laughed it away. It was she whom he loved. s 1 .-; whom he had chosen. 1 'ith JI_T anus filled with bundle.; : he | evolved m!i> waited in the shelter 01 a do,,r j over:;iiac!ov.rcA for her bus, scrambled on as an- | (To Hi bus slower! clown with an Vess that threw her against window. A Fceno Hashed aei'o.-'s her eyes, changed, melted into a new picture, but not before certain thing.-; Mampotl themselves indelibly on her consciousness. The familiar coupe with its bumped j\:nd:T culUng out dan- gerourly close to the bus, speed- ill;; nway, other ear.-; slamming on i^rak,-.;, win . lini,' out —away from a i ir-,-oal'.cd bundle on the pave.- ineiri. 'iiu bus drive!- wa.; already out. VOK-:-s came in ihe door. "She wa-; hianrlin;; i the. .safety /.one"— •llii-run dri\er—," "The woman's done for, but tho kid still moves—" Words; words that beat at her like machine-sun bullets. The light:.; :;till mi'de bright in th«.- rain, but the '• ,-•' '.' that now two limp liyures, a>; el:;e. pools of i o'or bundle on (!. Coiui:iucd)

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