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PAGE TWO HOPE pAR, JHOPJfi, ARKANSAS Star Star of Hope 1899; Pr^ss, 1927. Consolidated J»mury 18, 1M. •-•• '• —• — - »-- •• • - - * -I • 0 Justic« t -l)tH&f Thy Herald From False Reportl , : -».. •..^-.--1 •.-..- , - ". * ... ,. • ' _ Published everjr w««k'd«y afternoon By Staf.,)Pvblishlng Co., Inc. C. & Palmer & Ale*. H. WtAbura), at The Star, building, 212-214 South folnut street, Hope, Arkansas C E. PALMER, President ALEX. H. WASttBUKN, Editor and Publisher CAP) —Means Associated Press (NEA)~Means Newspaper Enterprise Ass'n. Subscription Rate (Always Payable in Advance): By city carrier, per week 15oi per month 65cj one year $6.50. By mail, in Hempstead, Nevada, Howard, Miller and Lafayette counties, |3.50 per year; else*here |6.50. Member of The Associated Press: The Associated Press is sntitfed to the use for republication of all news dispatches credited to it or oot ntherwise credited In this paper and also the local news published herein. Friday, September 30,1038 Speaking of Tersecuted'M&ionifcies^ Charged on IWbutes, Etej "Charges will be made for afl tributes, cords •rf thanks, resolutions, or memorials, .'.-oncerrtng the departed. Comhterdal irwspapers hold to this policy in the news columns to protect their leaders *om a deluge of space-taking memorial*. The Star disclaims wspo'niibiUty *or the safe-keeping or return of any Unsolicited manuscript*It Wasn't Colossal, But It Was Fun THE nation's annual attack of stadium fever is about to !•' break put. Within a few weeks the football season will be in full swing and the collegian's form of innocent recreation will be providing the fang with excitement, the newspapers with headlines, and divers persons with a livelihood. Football is such a complicated and highly organized affair nowadays that it is hard to realize what an infromal. modest little game it was in the beginning. A gentleman named Homer Boughner died in. Denver the other day at the age of 89; and because he played, in the first American intercollegiate football game, his obituary notices recalled the game's circumstances. •' •*'!i'"\* T '-_ . 4c •£ •£ * ' i* THIS ganje-between-Princeton and Rntgei-s. It was played at _.•;•;';. 1 • 'New Brunswick,; "N'. • t>. pn" No vem'ber 6/1869. ' "''," '-' 'Some 25 .y.oun'g men from Princeton made the journey to do the actual playing. They were accom'panied by about 50 of their fellow-students, who seem to have come along out of idle curiosity. An equal number of Rutgers players met them-and took them to an open field, unmarked and unfenced. 7",Thjere-the two.teams—50 hoys, all told—took off their hats -- and coatSj roUeti.up their sleeves, and, started the game. •V V The game seems to have been considerably more like soccer than like modern football. There were no touchdowns: only field goals counted, and apparently there were not many ' iraffulaticms about the number of men who could be on the m medicine, but which are known to •field at one time. The little handful of snectators sat on the be helpful in many cases. However, 'grass, sang a few songs, and clapped their hands heartily the most widel >- used method is the when the game -ended with a 6 to 4 victory for Rutgers. " us f of . a heari "g ™ l Affnv +-IIQ rrnma iTm„ , ii i, i u it- i i A" instrument has been developed After the game was over, all hands—both players and ca n ed the audiometer, bv the use of •spectators—had dinner together "on roast game birds from j which it is possible to measure the the Jersey marshes," sang some more songs, agreed that it'**act loss o{ hearing and then to pro- had been lots of fun, and set a date for a return game a few vide a nearin e device which makes up weeks later. Then everybody went home. * + * TT ALL sounds very old-fashioned and unsophisticated, and 1'anyone present who could have foreseen the modern stadium, the corps of paid coaches, the high-pressure recruiting campaigns^ivd all the other adjuncts of modern football must have been possessed of second sight. f ... But the real chancre.in college football has been deeper .than, these externals. The outstanding fact about that pioneer ' game is that it was played for the fun of it. And today's game is played;—well, to advertise ^he school, to pay off the;stadium bonds, to satisfy the populace, 'to keep the coach's job', or for any of half a dozen other reasons: but not, decidedly not, for the fun of it alone. • Quite a-contrast, isn't it? AMt> WHAt WOULP r£\PPCr4 TO US IF YOU TOOK OVER THIS PART OF TH6 COUNTRY? By Olive Roberts Barton Gongs to Platters TN THE air over China there can probably be heard about )1 this time an occasional convulsive rattline of chain mail. That_would be the ancient warriors, who frightened their enemies by beating on gongs, sobbing up there with humiliation. What pikers thev were, compared to one Maxime Baze! The government of France, of which M. Baze is a citizen, is now toying with the idea of buying the rights to a Baze device which makes those ancient gongs sound like—well, ancient exmgs. M. Baze would capture on phonograph record all the inconceivably nightmarish sounds of the battlefield—the agonized choruses of-the wounded, the savage noise of rifle fire, the whine of shells—and play them back to the enemv amplified a thousandfold by a system of loud-speakers. M. Baze figures that a steady dose of this would play hob with the enemy morale no end. You just can't get around'it: the world has come a long way since gongs and firecrackers. If only somebody would think of a mechanical device now that could produce the original battlefield sounds without human assistance! That's what war has needed from the start—real mechanization— 100 per cent—the human factor completely eliminated. for his loss. Many experts in hearing are convinced that the vast majority of people who are clearf will do just as well with a suitable hearing aid as they will by any surgical procedure. Fiano manufacturers are the world's largest users of ivory. Three hundred thousand pounds o ivory are imported annually or this purpose. Maternal Sacrifice Is Fine Up to a Reasonable Point —But Mother Should Make Family See the Point It happens over and over again, and I never cease to marvel. The story goes: mother in a shop with daughter, buying a smart new outfit for the, young lady while mother herself s. 1 shabby and three-to-four years out; of date. war? How do some girls get that' ' Too many of them allow their moth'-' ers to wear things they would never dream of donning. I hold little brief for the parent, however, who raises, her children to ,think of her only, as scenery, and not .yery .iUractiVe, .scenery; an object to be bornel'.with 'antl. Jused but never to be JtonsKlercd.as- '.a'person with longings the.aajpe as their; own. .•;'5 ! s - v'cnologically : -the reason is plain «'ribugh. Every mother wants.her off- SERIAL STORY HIT-RUN LOVE BY MARGU.9 COPYRIGHT. VMS k! I •'. •': ' > tITE GAHAG^N' NEA, 9WIVICK. INCP The Family Doctor T. H. Rtg. U. S. P»t Off. By OB. MOKKIS FlSBBEDi Uitor, lovttal of the American Medical AiwvUttoB, ud •! HyftU, the Health M«|mzta». Loss of Hearing May Result FVffljp Infection Remote From Ear ':, Modern civilization places greater rnd greater stress on hearing as an aid to living. The coming of the motor car and speedy transportation, development of the dadio, the talking motion picture, are examples of the changes that have brought about this stress.. Today the person who is hard of hearing is definitely more handicapped economically than was the deafened person of 1900. .As I have pointed out in thjs column 'before, there are many different causes of hardness of hearing. Sometimes it is hereditary, sometimes it is the result of mechanical blocking of the external, sometimes it is the result of infection. Notwithstanding the fact that an infection of the middle ear reveals that the human being has tremendous power of recovery, there are some cases in which repeated infections or inflammations result in destruction of the sense of hearing; Fortunately modern medical science recognizes the danger of chronic or Ion-continued infection and takes the necessary steps, such as surgical perforation of the ear drum. Perforation In order to relieve infection is a measure for preserving the hearing rather than diminishing it. Un- Vrtunately there are many people who believe otherwise and who put off far too long the necessary operation. Continued infection of the sinuses, the teeth, the nose, and the tonsils may result in chronic irritation inside the ear which will produce loss of hearing. In such cases, the loss of hearing is gradual and does not receive attention until it is too late. The most common cause of loss ofj hearing is otosclerosis. In this there are changes in the internal ear, so that there'is limitation of the movement of the bones which by their motion convey sounds. The exact cause of this condition is not known. Among other diseases, syphilis is particularly a cau.se of deafness, because it can reach the nerves which are primarily responsible for hearing. An-1 other cause of deafness is heavy gunfire, or repeated loud explosions. Nowadays there are many ways in which the person who is hard of hearing can be helped, including lip reading, which is of the greatest importance. There are all over the country, in association with the American Federation of Organizations for the Hard of Hearing, numerous classes in which lip reading is taught. For cases of otosclerosis, operative procedures have been developed which are still under trial as an experiment Ycateriiayi tinrry'.* dvNiili>nl>le trick klllH r*t'« fove. Tom IHlx her he loves her. A visit lo the ionpllnl M!IDAYS 'Eat lier euurxe, clear of xhadowN. CHAPTER XIV A-S she went to bed that night "• Pat prepared herself for the next morning. It would be the most imporftmt one in her life. She hoped she could sleep and in sleep forget for a little while. She brushed the soft dark hair from her face and looked at the shadows under her eyes. How was one to know which code to follow? Love was supposed to surmount all obstacles. She knew what Larry would feel after her attitude was made obvious. But her love for him was dead. How would Tom feel when he realized that she was turning on the man she had planned to marry? Would a doubt remain in his own heart as to the quality of her love? If she could turn on one man could she turn on another? Would there be doubt in his own mind after this? And yet she would be doing the only just and honest thing there was to do. * * * AT court she watched for Larry. He was there early, sitting beside Church and smiling with a confident air. pig Jimmy Burke waited for court to begin, hitched his gun holster up around his waist and sat down in the witness chair near Pat. "Well, the young man looks happy," he said. "And it's too bad for Tom. Something about this case doesn't smell good. I've a hunch the boy's guilty, but he's built up a fine case." The girl nodded waiting for a chance to signal Larry. She finally caught his glance, nodded to the corridor and went out. He followed her. "Larry—this has gone too far. I've made up my mind to take the stand if you insist. I don't want to, and I'm giving you time to make other plans—" He interrupted with his old familiar cool, unruffled smile. "I don't have to make other plans, Pat. The case is in the bag. I'm as good as free now." "No, Larry. You'll never be free. That's what you must see. What if you did win this case? You'd always know in your heart that you were guilty. And I have something more to say. Either you go back in there and tell Church you are going to change your plea to guilty, or I'll tell the truth." "I'm not going to let an injustice be done here, Larry. You've killed the love I had for you. It's all gone, but you're not going to kill my code of moraU. Thai's something 1 nave to live with all he rest of my life. I'm going to ,ell the truth unless you go in. there now and enter a plea of ;uilty. I've given you every chance I could. I begged you to tell the judge the facts, rely on the mercy of the court. You could- have explained that you -were completely upset and didn't know what you were doing when you an away. But instead you plan on climaxing this case by taking he stand and committing perjury f necessary to free yourself. That's why I'm stepping in now." "You wouldn't dare." His voice now held a note of unbelief. 'You couldn't." '> * * 2HE didn't answer, but met his gaze as coldly as though he were a stranger. "You'll make a fool of yourself. You've sat in there during this whole thing, taken down testimony and kept quiet. You can't do anything now. What a spot you would be in, and what a spec- :acle you'd make of yourself." He laughed. "The ^-porters wouldn't even bother with me after that. You'd be a much better story, t suppose, though, that you've thought of all that." She hadn't. Those possibilities had never entered her mind. Now they slapped her in the face and made her reel with the frightfulness of it all. Of course, she would be made to look ridiculous. Larry seized his advantage. "Yes, it will be an interesting climax," he said. "I think now it's time we went back. We may be holding up proceedings." She never knew how she found her way back to her table. The room swam in a gray mist, faces staring out queerly disconnected, seemingly hanging in space like the Cheshire Cat when he faded away in Wonderland. * * * DAT felt as though she were in a dream, and then she turned dazed and uncomprehending as Church came over and touched her arm. "Where's your brother, Miss McGraw? We have him for a witness, you know? Can you get him right away?" She looked up at him. "My brother—?" "Yes, we don't want to delay this case." "No—of course not." She felt cold, icy, drenched in a freezing fire. But facts stood out clearly. "He won't be here unless you insist," she said slowly, conscious that Tom was looking at her, that Larry's eyes were on her, that his lips were smiling confidently. He was still gambling, still sure ot her, "Of course we insist," Church said annoyed. "Good heavens, you work here. .You know court procedure." "Too.;'well," she said. "If he comes ^ie tells the truth, you un- derst^d;" 'The''man's eyes narrowed. *fEhat's what we want. The truth •caWt hurt us." studied him for another long second. "I see now that you be- ieve-'in your client, Mr. Church. Apparently he hasn't taken you as much in his confidence as he has me. My brother, you see, didn't to near Larry's car that evening. ie knows nothing about it. Larry may have told you differently. I'm elling you the real fact. My brother will not come down here and lie. That's why he isn't here now. He can't help your case." Church half-turned toward arry.. "I don't understand this at all.'.'',. ^jy client is your fiance; surely 'you want to help him—" "He was my fiance," she corrected gently, "but not now. I can'f.stand by a man who is guilty and 'who is willing to ask my brother to lie to prove his innocence." * * * gray mist swirled around 'the .court again. Voices came from a great distance, welled and faded, and Larry's smile stood out, pnly it was no longer a smile, sut a frightened twist of the lips. Someone's arm was around her, someone was carrying her into the judge's chamber. She lasted water, 'felt the coolness of fresh air stream through an open window upon her face. "I've been a coward," she said, But I have to finish this now. I waited as long as I could. I thought some sort of miracle would • happen. Right up to the end I thought Larry would do the right thing. But he failed me. He's guilty. You see he told me the truth. Told me the truth himself, and thought I loved him so much I • would be willing to carry through his lie." Church turned toward a chair and sat down like a marionette pulle'd suddenly by strings. His shocked face turned toward Tom. "It's all news to me, Sweeney, I give you my word. I thought he told me everything. I thought we had the case won. I was even willing to put him on the stand if necessary. Give me time to straighten all this out—" Tom nodded. "Sure—but make him understand he's going to have some explaining to do. If necessary the court can put this new witness on the stand." Pat lelt weighed down with un» numbered bonds. She wanted to look al Tom, but fear of what she would read in his eyes made her hide her lace in he'- (To Be Concluded) A Book i Day % Brim Cattt* A (icnimn Writes of Trnglc Voyage A'Brooding, half-morbid, strnngcly moving novel is "Lost Port of Cull," by Hcnrich Uauscr (Stack|>ole: $2.50). With its wistful dwelling on the past, its linnet for an imperfect present, nnd its mystic search for n deliverer, one is templed to say that it could have been written only by European of this particular generation. It tells about a German business man •who, conn-lolly Ted up by the meaningless routine of his life, runs away from it all and takes passage for Australia on one of the surviving Finnish soiling vessels. The ship is old, under- equipped; not half a dozen siiips like her are left in all the world, and this, 'I develops, is to be her last voyage. So the runaway German begins his long cruise; and as the ship sails on, and 'he catches the tragedy of her voyage—a dying ship, whose end will symbolize the end of a whole way of life—heh gets to feeling that this ship and the Europe which he has known are very much alike. This gcncartion, that is, stands at the end of an era. It can see the old order dying, but it cannot yet tell Iwhnl the new one is to be like; so it dwells with wistful melancholy in the past, as fur as it is able, and at the same tiine yearns for someone to shoulder its doubts and lead it into the future. This thesis is iodised juto the entire story—which is told with a sincerity and a deft tenderness that make it immensely appealing. How. Mr. Haused ends his voyage and his story yiui had best learn from the book it- sqlf; it is enough to say that, his conclusion is unexpected ad yet profoundly satisfying. Hickory Shade The Demonstration club of Hickory Shade met at Mrs. B. S. Wilson, September 28. Opened by song. Miss Wilma'McKelvery met with us and discussed nutrition and foods.. There were nine members present. Cake and hot'chocolate was served. The next meeting will be at Mrs. W. H. Bruee. The discussion will IK? on making burlap rugs. sprng to look well, to have things and to take their place with the best of them. Our old friend "extended personality," if you know what 1 mean. It might be called a kind of selfishness in a way, because mothers are inclined to see.themselves in their children. However that is, it is time to stop it. when any little child begins to think of him herself exclusively. Childhood is selfish all along the line, but give me the youngster who turns when he has taken a piece of candy, and says, "Mother, don't you want one too?" This comes natural to some tykes. Others have to be trained. As we are speaking of your charter these days, mother, I thought I might mention to you the wrong you are doing the family if they arc growing ill) without much thought of how you look, how you feel, how happy you are; if you are letting the years slide along and allowing them to use you and take .from .you without asserting your rights as a person. You sue, mother, at heart these children want to be proud of you. They want you lo represent them as much as you want them to represent you. But habit is strong. When, year after year, all the new clothes come their way, all the rights .and privileges, they become so steeped in the habit of expectancy they simply caji't let go. The old story of mother and dad workiiig and planning lor Luther at college, only to have Luther wish to heck they had bought new hats when they came for commencement, was not ,a pretty one. H is no prettier today. I suppose it really begins in the cradle. Mothers buy such lovely things for babies. From then on they make every conceivable effort to dress them as well as possible, and I would not give a snap for them if they didn't. But with this urge to have the best for her little one, each woman should be looking forward to the time when her sacrifices will not only be expected but demanded, unless she herself shows the way to better thoughts. Hoid Everything! 'Yes, lips arc forbidden here--but so were apples in the garden of Eden 1" Paul Harrison in Hoi Matty's Sending 'Em on the Lot With a Mar]) and FIv-Swatters and Such HOLLYWOOD.—There another one of tlio.sc bands in Hollywood. I mean specialty bunds like the Ray- inoncl Scott Quintet or the Sehniekel- fritxcs that jam u movie set with visitors from other studios and set everybody on the .lot to jittering. This Duncl is different, of course, being a sort of blend between Scott's modernism and the Sehnickelfrite?.' corn. Your correspondent is strictly nn allgiator on the groove stuff, but I get abiog all right with swing if it has a disecrnahlc melody. And it is easy to tell what this Matty Malneck is playing. Mnlnock was Paul Whitcman's ar- .runger for nearly 12 years, and that background of jazy.-elassicism obi- ously has helped him to rutionolizc twiug music. Besides his treatment, the novelty of his work depends on his choice of instruments, of which there are eight. Malneck himself uses a fiddle. Unique Tor swing is the single brass, u trumpet. Also there's a harp. And a drummer who patterns on a piece of cardboard. Tootler, I'lucUer, Switcher, 1'ouiider, Etc. The trumpeter is quite a trumpeter, being Manny Klein, the tootling idol of some millions of eastern swing fans. Klein doesn't belong to the right union out hire, but Malneck gets around that by paying a standby movie trumpeter as much as he pays Klein. The harpist is. Joe Qumltli, who used to twang with the Cincinnati Symphony before Al Goodman lured him away to the radio. Joe is the best worrier in the band because he's afraid something will happen to his harp, grips and and he doesn't like the way electricians move things around the set of "St. Louis Blues," which is the picture they're working in. The harp cost 53000, and they say Quintili sleeps with it. Ralph Hansell. the drummer, is really a very good man on the traps and marimba and xylophone and such, but he doesn't do much with those orthodox instruments now that he has taken up cardboard playing. It's just an old piece of cnrrouguted paper box, and he tickles it with flyswatters. Occasionally, when overtaken by a creaative frenzy, he swishes the back of his chair or the top of the piano. Before joining Malneck at Paramount, he worked for Walt Disney, doing rhythmical sound effects. When the Dorsey brothers were still FLAPPER FANNY COPR. 1938 BV NEA SERVICE, INC. T. M. REC. U. S. PAT. OFF. "Mam'selle ees not een—zees ees ze maid spiking. What? . . . Well, I guess J oughta know whether my own sister is hara or not I" playing together, Bob Van Eps was W their pianist. He's now holding down that seat with Malneck.. Manny Stein, who whops the bullfiddle, also has -s played with some of the famous pop- : \' ular orchestras. '= They Inspired A Toughle (o Write Almiil Love fj Malneck, though, il may not sound ,'. ™ like it, doesn't care about the past i • records of his men, for two of them i ( have had little experience. | Many of the arrangements feature tho ) • accordion playing of 19-years-old Mil- ' ton Delugg. who looks a little like V- Harpo Mnrx. The guitarist Is Mar- ' ^ shall Fisher, a 17-year-old kid just out ( *• of high school. -r Although they've been organized for | five months, Malneck's group has not i' yet made a public appearance. How- 1 ever, thoy have made several record- p, ings. Bing Crosby is so stricken with | them that he recorded Gershwin's j "Summertime" to their music. Also * • "Blue •Screnndn," and there are others coming up. ; Besides arranging, Malneck writes /•'•'•' tunes. Two of his—"I Go for That' e f" and "Let's Dream in the Moonlight"— < ( >,; are being featured in Paramount's "St. ^Y Louis Blues" and will be sung by»" Dorothy Lamour. ' . W = Director Raoul Walsh didn't quite 7 ^ like the lyrics that somebdy hashed ™ up for the "Moonlight' 'tune, so he sat down and wrote new ones. It's hard to believe. Walsh wears I a patch over one eye, and has a colorful vocabulary, and carries a pickax] handle while working on the set. But he can sit down and write love Iyrics| just like that. Blevins Miss Lena Parolla of New Orleans! was the Monday a'"' Tuesday guest] of Miss Charlene Sluurt. Mr. and Mrs. H. H. Huskey were business visitors in Blevins Tuesday. Mr. and Mrs. A. H. Wade, Miss Eva Jane Wade and Harlow H. Honea spent Sunday in Texarkana visiting Mrs. Hone;: who is in a hospital there. Mi. and Mrs. Alvord Brooks announce the arrival of a (laughter on September 23, named Neva Nell. Miss Ruby Garner of Blevins and Clyde Ross of Cooper, Texas were married Sunday afternoon at 2 i 'clock at the home of the bride's parents. Immediately after the cere-j mony the happy couple left for Cooper Texas, where they will make their] Iconic. Mrs. W. P. Sage who spent lastJ week with her parents, Mr. and Mrs.j J. A. Wade, left Sunday for Gurdonj and is visiting her daughter, Mrs. I Gordon Powell and Mr. Powell this] week. Miss Alice Garner returned homel last week after spending the past| month with relatives in Shreveport. Mrs. Wess Hendrix spent the week-l end in Hope as guest of her son, Mr.] W. I. Beene and Mrs. Beene. Mr. and Mrs. J. Thomas Hendrix left] Thursday for their home in Raymond,J UJ. Mr. and Mrs. Elmer Honea of War-1 ren were week-end guests of Mr. anclj Mrs. F. Cromer. Mr. and Mrs. Elvin Bruce and stins.l Elvin Jr. and Joe, and Miss ThelmaJ Bruce all of Smackover, were visit-J ing J. J. Bruce uid other relatives in] Blevins Sunday. Mist Hazel Peterson of Prescott wast] the Tuesday night guest of Miss Char-| line Stewart. J. Wessley Hendrix, age 79, died atl hit' home in Blevins Friday night, Sep-J teniber 1C, after an illness of severall weeks. He had lived in Hempsteadjj county i;l Ihis life and was one ofl Blevins' best citizens. Funeral services! were held at the Blevins Church ofl Christ Sunday afternoon, Bro GilbertT Copclaml of Camden officiating. I Burial was in Macedonia cemetery. Hel is survived by his widow, one son, I.I W. Hendrix of Blevins and two step! sons, W. O. Beene of Hope and Robert] Beene of Tucson, Ari. In medieval England, a notched sticKl was the baker's "account book." He| gave a stick to each customer and| cut a notch for eacli loaf delivered/I Customers paid for as many loavd as their sticks showed notches at tho end of the week.

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