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Hope M Star St!&r ot Hope U, lift. Ftort False Report! .*— . . A1XX. H. WASHBURN, Editor and Publisher (AP) —Means Associated Press (NaA) ~ Mean ^ Newspaper Enterprise ASs*n. One Family Out of Every Twelve Saturday,^September 17, 1938 Hale ln Advnnce): By city cnrrter, per year $6 - 50 ' By Ihail « ta Hempstead, Nevada, LaFaystte counties. |3.30 per year; elsewhere |6.50. of aU news dispatches credited to ft of et edited In this paper and also tke local news published herein. «t i^?S ?9 J nl i 1 ^ lbnteS ' Etc " Char 8e s wiu «* made ft>r all tributes, cards " iiSSSSL^*?^ 01 ^! W ™ cmoHals ' .--oncerning the departed. Comlnetclal MWspapeft hold W this policy in the news columns to protect their waders Wffl it deluge of space^taking memorial*. The Star disclaims eesponSbUltv tor the safekeeping or return of any Unsolicited manuscript* Blue Uniforms Are More Uniform TF YOU care to get mildly sentimental about the United States J army, you might be interested to know that Uncle Sam's soldiers are once more going to be "boys in blue." _ The olive-drab service uniform familiar to this generation is soon to be discarded. Army experts have decided to give it up for a uniform of blue — not the deep, navy-blue tint of Civil war days, to be sure, but a lighter, hazier blue which will look nattier at close range and. at the same time, have a lower visibility at ordinary shooting distance. It is principally a matter of economics and military efficiency that causes the change. The War Department explains that the regulation olive-drab khaki is hard to get in 6 hurry. If the need for uniforms suddenly increases overnight a hundredfold— as it did early in 1917— the new recruits are more than likely to find themselves wearing- outfits of subtly differing shades, ranging from an almost• green to an almost-yellow. This irritates colonels and top- sergeants and is apt to confuse the rookie. So the army will presently be going back to blue, and the soldier will cut a more dashing figure on parade * * * | A LL of this, to anyone of a sentimental turn of mind, is a fl good 'thing. By all our old traditions the American soldier is a fellow dressed in blue. It was so in the Revolution— when he was dressed in any sort of uniform at all— and it •was so in the .Civil War; it was the blue-coated trooper who sweated across the plains in pursuit of the Indian, and even in the war with Spain the blue shirt was still regulation. • _ But M a mere civilian may have opinions on army efficiency, one might wonder why the War Department didn't go a bit farther when it was making the change * * * • A RETIRED general of the U. S. army recently wrote a fri book in which he suggested that the army throw away an of its present uniforms and simply clothe its soldiers in blue dungarees, of the kind familiar to doughboy working parties. First of all, said the general, blue denim can alwavs be bought in quantity without difficulty. It is cheap and" it is durable; expand your army overnight, and you can have the whole gang m uniform at once. Secondly continued the general, today's soldier spends a good part of his time scrouging around in the dirt and mud. No matter what you put on him, he's going to be well-soiled as soon as he gets into action; why not give him the kind of clothing that is suited to that sort of work? Whether the army will ever get that far is a question Lriven the brass hat's love for parade-ground trimness, it prob- By Olive Roberts Barton Musts" of the Schoolroom Are Better for Jimmy Than the "Maybes" of His Home Advice For Politicians CONDENSED from an article written by Meredith Nichol- v- son. United States minister to Nicaragua, for your consideration : Mr. Nicholson addresses the voung man contemplating- a career in politics. He recommends, among other things, that the young man try to be tolerant, be willing to listen, rid him- selt of any snobbishness he may have, and do his own thinking. " "If I were counselling a serious young aspirant as to how to begin a political career," remarks at another point "I should advise him first of all to make a study of some phase of government administration." For your consideration: All this, you would think, should be taken for granted. Certainly no less could be demanded of any man in politics. It ought not need to be pointed out. But it does need to be—there is a crying need for those elemental things to be reaffirmed—and Mr. Nicholson knows It. And isn't THAT a sad thing for your consideration, T. M. Reg, 0. a P»L Off. By DR. MOKKIS FlSHBEBi Jomnttl at the American Medical AatocUtta*. ud t< Hyg ete, the Health Maiazlne. Tonsillar Infection May Cause a Variety of Other Diseases (This is the first of two Nevertheless, the time has not yet to whch Dr. Fishbein discu.es the corne whTnT^V'r^ecial^Tn lU^K'JlolIfmoval of the tonsils.) diseases of the throat consider it jus- For more than 25 years medical attention has been concerned considerably iwith the tonsils and with the question of whether or not they ought to be removed from most human beings as a routine. The list of diseases which has been attributed to infection through germs of one kind or another attacking the tonsils is almost like the index of medical textbook. It has been said tha the removal of the tonsils will aid th prevention of scarlet fever, diphtheria influenza, infantile paralysis, and oth er infectious diseases. It has been saic that the tonsils may be responsible fo goiter, and intestinal diseases of on kind or another. Tonsils have been credited with the responsibility for a good many cases of rheumatism, neuritis, pain in the back, sciatca, and heart disease. A definite relationship has been traced between infection of the tonsils anc serious inflammations of the eyes. The tonsils have also been related to infections of the ears, to loss of hearing, and to all sorts of skin troubles. St. Vitas dance has been shown in some gases to be definitely related to ton- pillar infection. Moreover, a persistent infection in the tonsils may bring about changes in the blood with a resulting secondary anemia. tifiable to remove tonsils merely because of the presence of any one of the diseases that have been mentioned. Before removal of the tonsils is recommended, the physician will want to make a thorough examination in order to determine the extent to which the tonsils themselves are infected and also to determine the definite relationship between the infection and the other disturbances. When it is once established that the tonsils are responsible for maintaning a persistent infection elsewhere in the body, all authorities are agreed that the only real benefit to come must come from a complete removal of the tonsils, and not from a mere cutting off of the top, a burning away of portions, or any other incomplete obliteration of these tissues. A tonsil that has been repeatedly inflamed and infected is likely to become enlarged. However, enlargement tself is not a sure sign of chronic tonsil infection. The tonsils rnay also become enlarged in association with other physical conditions. School is good for children. Even if there were some other magic way for them to learn their lessons without trudging off twice a day to the big building, the regular regimen of hours, work and effort shapes them up as citzens. In the first place, boys and girls learn something they can't learn at home, namely, they have to make the best of things. What they don't like, they- cannot ease out of: if they don't feel like studying some particular day. they know it has to be done anyway. In other words, mood takes a back seat and in school they learn to persevere without letting feelings interfere. School discourages false pride and encourages true pride. The child learns very swiftly that he cannot get any credits for what he has or who he is, but that he has to enter the lists with the others and prove himself in the same field, under the same rules and no quarter. Jimmy is a great fellow on his street. In school he is just another boy in knickers and shirt who has to buckle down and get as good marks as Terry, whom he has underestimated at play. He learns to respect authority, too. Not the same kind of sympathetic authority he received at home, often too ready to let him off, but authority in the abstract, that means just what it says. School is not utterly heartless, not as cold as words make it sound, but it does represent a less pliable structure than home life. There it is, and each pupil has to accept it at its own value, for it won't conform very much to his. True it is, however, that today's school takes into consideration the best interests of the children, and is meeting them half-way. But there will always be, I think, more adjustment on the children's part than there is on the school's. If this were to stop, then something very precious would be wanting. • Parents would like to see more consideration of the individual child's character and ability. But when it reaches a point, if it ever does, where no child will have to put himself out more than is agreeable, or study what is distasteful, or behave otherwise than the moment's urge dictates, then I predict we shall feel the effect in an entirely non-cooperative people. Home life is more or less emotional. School is just impersonal enough to be good for our families. Instead of the popular idea that school is hard on nerves, the opposite is more likely the truth. Children accept quite amiably the sot program. It relieves them of selecting. It also relieves them of conflicts. When must is must, they escape that wearing thing, "choice." No, mother, I am no martinent approving martyrdom. Just attempting to show you that the division between school and home influence is excellently balanced, and that character needs both in the making. Half individual, half regimental training makes a splendid mixture. Sometimes the Tourists' Eyes Are Opened, and Sometimes the Guides' During the 18th century, fans were mother-of-perl, encrusted with jewels, gold, and silver and mounted with jlk, lace or skin decorated by the eading artists of the day. HOLLYWOOD—Studio guides, who are personable young men hired to conduct important visitors around the lots, find that their tasks sometimes bring surprising compensations , Of course they're not supposed to accept gratuities, but—well, a guy shouldn't offend a grateful guest. For example, there was Jack Wallis, who became chief of police at Uoiver- sal. He showed the Maharajah of Indore around the lot one time, carefully explaining everything and introducing lots of stars and cuities. The potentate's gratitude was expressed by the gift of a, watch—the most expensive movement that could be purchaset And the case was set with rubies. For about the same outlay of mon ey, the Maharajah could have bough the studio, which was mortaged t the hilt. Walter Chrysler, after being shown around the Metro lot, gave his guide an order for a new automobile. And there was a steamship magnate back in the days when steamship companies were solvent, who discoverec I that his obliging young guide was going to be married in a couple ol days. So the youngster received a couple of tickets for a world cruise! Returning to the office in a happy daze, the guide became dithery with excitement when he was told that his next assignment was to show the studio to a party of tourists headed by one of the richest men in the United States. After all, he reflected," there would be a lot of incidentals to pay for on that honeymoon cruise. So he turned on all his personality and charm and patience. He showed those people almost everything on the lot, and even contrived a fleeting glimpse of Greta Garbo. And when the guide finally took leave of them, hours later, the rich man dug into a pocket and handed him 15 cents. One of Universal's guides—and, in- cidentally, a nephew of an executive— conducted a party of wealthy Chica- gonns on a tour of the sound stages and was particuarly attentive to one of the two daughters. She returned the next day to see a little more of the studio, and on the third clay allowed herself to be guided clown to the marriage license bu- reeau. The Lark's On the Spur, All's Confusion They'll have to change the title of the Nancy Drew picture, "Password to Larkspur Lane." To make the film fit the original title and the sets, Director William Clemens found he'd need about two acres of larkspur. No such quantity of the real thing is available in California, where the growing of larkspur is discouraged because it's considered a noxious weed. And artificial branches of the stuff cost 50 cents a dozen. The property department secured a dozen of these, and after a good deal of squinting and arranging decided they would cover a maximum of four square feet. Clemens went to work on that figure and calculated that all the larkspur he needed, even if it were available, would se the budget back $10,765. The title just isn't worth $10,765. Clemens is thinking about other kinds of Lanes, including Rosemary, Priscilla and Lola. He might call it Dancleloin Green, there being plenty of those available. Or maybe "The Primrose Path," a figurative phrase that wouldn't even require any primroses. The Lesser Evil Director Eddie Cline says he was trying to persuade Producer Sol Lesser to preview the new Bobby Breen picture in San Diego. (Cline directed the flicker.) "Why show it clown there?" asked Lesser. "Because it's near the race track?" "No," said Cline. "Because it's near the border." His Big Chance On the set of "St. Louis Blues," a group of extras wore supposed to be digging a Mississippi seamboat out of the mud. For an incidental gag, Bob Mylash, one of the shovelers, was supposed to toss mud on another extra among the onlookers. After a couple of unsuccessful takes, Mylash went to Directtor Raoul Walsh and said, "If you don't mind, I'll throw j FLAPPER FANNY COPR. 1938 BY NEA SERVICE. INC, A Book »'6ily _ ByBn*« Citten A bnrnn bremnetl of Aslnllc Glory Writing of the turbulent period after the full of the Roman empire, Chnrles Kingsley remnrked that the warriors rtncl marauding chieftains of that time looked remote and unreal from such n distance: each one proved his hummi- ity only by leaving a drop of blood on history s pnges. Something of that sort is true of the counter-rovohitiomiry period in Russia just after the war. The loading nc- tors prove that they were human only by staining the page with blood. One of the most bizarre of nil these people was Bnron Onper-Sternber« he pretty Baltic nobleman who led the Reds in Siberia at the lime of Kolchnks invasion; and this mmi is dealt with in Vlmlimr Power's movlne BnVon " As Mr. Pozncr admits, it \ s nn !o got the Baron in focus. Ho was nl- inust certainly n mad-man, he was a killer mcarnnle, cruel beyond belief nnil he dreamed of reviving a Mongol' empire in Asia am! becoming u SO rt of latter-day Genghis Khun. In the end his command fell aixirt ami the Hods .shot him. He loft a more Hum ordinary large drop of blood on the page, but the page has been turned. the mud on another extra next time. I've been waiting for years to get that guy in a spot like this. He ust'd to be a casting director." •_1-I7 COPR. 1838 BY NEA SERVICE. INC.* "So help me, Mrs. Slals, 1 could of sworn I heard some, body holler .'Fire 1'" 'H IT-R U N LOVF BY MAR GUERITE GAHAGANT) • •• • l\ W I ^ L.^/ T C COPYRIGHT. 1830 NEA SERVICE. INC.; ^^^™™"^™ 1 ^™™^^™™™"™^^^™"™^-^^ YrMerdnyi KII routo homo, rm «ei-x l.nrry'N run pi- xpi-pd »n«l hi-* l.ti», dnrl lino train,.. Tli" "UN . ««<>!»• nbrunily. A wcm.ni, CHAPTER III •"THE accident broke down barriers between strangers. 'Passengers in the bus were all discussing the tragedy. The woman next to Pat was voluble. "Of course I can't be positive but I think it was the coupe " she declared angrily. "The window was misted, I admit, Out I saw it cut across in front of the bus just as we stopped. Oughtn't to be hard to catch the driver. It was sheer murder, that's what! I have a sister-in-lnw who was nit by a car last year. She was m the hospital for months, and her leg still bothers her. The police ought to do something to drivers who go like mad. It's terrible, awful " The rest of the ride homo was uncomfortable. The knowledge that tragedy had come so close made Pat nervous, depressed. The bright lights of home welcomed her through the door, and the odor of food made her realize just how hungry she was after lunching on nothing but an erange. Hats tossed heedlessly on the chair nearest the door testified to the presence of the boys. The radio blared to a dance band. Bill sat sprawled in a big chair reading the sport pages while Joe twisted the radio dial over to police calls. "Hi, handsome," their young voices, deep bass now, greeted her. "Shed your coat, sis, we're ready to eat." Her mother came in from the kitchen. "Yes, they've been ready for an hour. You'd think they'd been on a diet for a month to hear all this talk about 'hurry un dinner.'" She smiled and put her soft cheek against Pat's. "Have a hard day, darling? I thought you d be home earlier." * * * 'J'RITE, comfortable talk that pushed the outside world far nway. Pat hung up her wraps, deposited her bundles in her room, brushed her rain-damp hair into waves. Downstairs the police call broke into a monotonous stream of announcements. "Attention all cars, attention all cars. Be on the lookout for a blue coupe that struck and seriously injured a woman and child at 5'45 this afternoon. The accident oc- curre^ at Hazelwood and Fourth. Ths driver is wanted on a hit- run charge. No other identification yet. Attention all cars while we repeat—" Pat stood staring into the mir- 7 so ID a horrible accident on ihc raai/ home," she told him. "I thought I saw jiou drive by." He angered calmly enough. "No, I r»as on the other aide of town and you didn't sec me." voice over- mother. "It's not just buying a car," she said slowly. "There's insurance. You'd simply have to have that, and sometimes I think a car's a terrible worry. So many accidents happen—" her trailed off as the boys whelmed her, "My gosh, Pat, wo know how io drive. Haven't we been driving Artie's car for two years? It isn't as though we were beginners. You got a complex from that old traffic court," Joe said impatiently, "it's a wonder you don't try to make Larry stop selling cars," "Well, it doesn't have to be decided tonight anyway," Pat said finally. "I just want you to real- >xc, though, that there is a responsibility in owning a car." * * # boys forgot the matter while they concentrated on ice cream made in the new electric refrigerator, and after tb? dishes had been, done Pat thought of her date that evening. They were to go to a dance at the Country Club —a really smart affair, Larry had explained. She went upstairs to look at her dress—a last summer's party gown that she had freshened and brightened with new touches here and there. After all she hadn't known Larry last sum„_„,..» b 44* vt-r H 1C Jllil ~ f-p. *f •"*«•-'»• OVt ill— ror, seeing her own eyes widen»,^ er ' |le dress ^auld be new to at the memory of the scene that , ' but whe t»er or not it would flashpfl lipfnrn View .,„„:„ A T.I.- OS aPDrODl'iatp fnr n ^a>ina -,* 4u~ 'I lost another tooth yesterday. If this keeps up, I can't tell whether. A m gi'owin' up or failinVto pieces." flashed before her again. A blue coupe: thousands of them in the city, of course. No other identification as yet. A little stab of fear thrust at her heart, but she pushed it away. Thousands of such cars. Too traffic-conscious Chat was all. Voices from downstairs broke the spell. She gave her nose a final dab of powder and went down to the security of the family "Listen, handsome," Bill interrupted his attack on a well-filled plate to turn to her. "About those 3obs Larry promised me and Joe this summer. Well, we'll n,eed a car to get to work, and we found a swell bargain today: just a roadster, a 1930 model, that we can get for practically nothing Artie Davis wants to get rid of it. He's going to camp this summer as a counselor, and he'll let us have it for just about nothing If we can make a little down payment we can pay the rest when we get working. We thought maybe you'd help us out on the first payment, and we'll pay you back pronto. How's about it?" \ he^ turned uncertainly to her be appropriate for a dance at the club was another worry. Her fears disappeared when she went to the phone to answer a call from Larry. "I'll be a little late," his drawling voice came to her. "Delayed at the office a bit, but we'll gel there in plenty of time. Pick you up around 9:30." She felt the exhilarating thrill that always came when she heard his voice. "Of course, darling. I was late getting home myself Don't hurry. Just take your time —and be careful." She had meant to tell him that he had narrowly avoided being held up by an accident that after- r«on. If anything ever happened to him she didn't know what life would hold for her. She meant to tell him later just how fortunate he had been to be ahead of that crash. The time slipped by magically while she busied herself with a shower, brushing her dark hair into a soft, curling silken halo smoothing the lace frock around her slim hips, dancing a few steps in the aevv satin sandals. A ND then it was time to go. Lorry arrived looking smart and blase in his tuxedo, his blond hair shining. She knew he anticipated the party, but she hadn't expected him to show quite such concern. "A lot of important people "gal to these parties," he said, helping her into the car. "People that count. It can help me U I really; get In with the right crowd. They spend money for cars all right. No cheap jobs for them. ' Why I just heard that Doltie Barnes is m the market for another model. She's the one I (old you about last winter, 'member?" Remember—of course she did Pat felt the lace of hoi- frock, looked clown at the new sandals wondered in a moment of panic' just how she would compare with the other girls. Dottie Barnes with her cars, horses, servants, Paru gowns. She want to help "•" ..I...JW i\j ilUlLJ Larry, wanted Him to be proud of her, to help him make friends only she didri't see why he placed such importance on these people. The subject made her uncomfortable. Sho switched the conversa- "I saw a horrible accident on the way hope," she told him. "A car struck a woman and child " Larry interrupted roughly. Wow for heaven's sake, Pat, let's not talk traffic. You get it all day and I should think you'd want to forget it once in a while," She sank hack in the seat at a loss. "I'm sorry, Larry. I didn't mean to. Tell me—did you have a busy day? Where all did you go?" "It was busy enough. Went to High Hill about 5. That held me up and I went straight home from there. Didn't even go back to the office." High Hill—far out north, Pat thought mechanically. High Hill and then straight home. Why he couldn't have been on Fourth them at 5:45 if he were on the other side of town. She laughed at her own silliness. "I . I have you on my mind, she said, moving closer. On the bus going home I thought I saw you drive by. It was rain- ng and the traffic was heavy, but I thought I saw you. It just goes to show how one's imagination can play tricks." He answered calmly enough. Yes, your imagination did that une. I was on the other side of own and you didn't see me." .(To Be Continued)

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