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'BOPS STAR, Hope Star of Hope, 1899; J»r«ss, 1927. Consolidated January 18, 1929 0 Justice, Deliver Thy Herdd From False Report! Published every weekday afternoon by Star Publishing Co., Inc. C. E. Palmer & Alex. H. Washburn, at The Star building, 212-214 South Walnut street, Hope, Ark. C. E. PALMER, ffwW«it . ALEX H. WASHBURN, Edttot and Publisher (AP) —Means Associated Press. (NBA)'—Means Newspaper Eneterprise Ass'n. Subscription Rate (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 $6.50. Member ot The Associated Press: The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use for republication of all news dispatches credited to it ot not otherwise credited in this paper and also the local news published herein. Charges on Tributes^ Etc.: Charge will be made for all tributes, cards of thanks, resolutions, ot memorials, concerning the departed. Commercial newspapers hold to this policy in the news columns tq protect their readers from a deluge of space-taking memorials. The Star disclaims responsibility or the safe-keeping or return of any unsolicited manuscripts. Discovery of America As International Villain The recent Czech crisis would not have been complete until British newspapers found some Way to blame the whole business on Uncle Sam. That moment has finally arrived. According to the magazine Newsweek, it is being argued in London that the' Czechs would not have been sold down the river if America had only done its part. That amazing argument, it seems, goes like this: Tha British \v°ro slow in backing up France because the British were reluctant to commit themselves without assurance of American support Such assurance not being forthcoming, the British government hedged and hedged until Czechoslovakia was" signed, sealed, and delivered to the mercies of Hitler. Further, it is added. "Czechoslovakia was Woodrow Wilson's invention anyway," and hence the United States should have borne the chief responsibility If your memory-runs back to the early 1930*8, you may recall that the first rerious blow at the Kellogg treaty, the league covenant, and the rest of the world's peace machinery was struck by Japan, in Manchuria. At that time it \vas an American secretary of State, Henry L. Stimson, who took the lead in trying to rally the democracies to stop the steal. If Stimson's effort had succeeded, the history of the last half-dozen years would probably have been profoundly different. But the effort failed—because, when the pinch came, the Brit'sh were looking the other way with great steadfastness. It is important to remember this. For it was the Manchurian invasion that put the world's peace machinery to its first great test. If that machinery, had worked then. Mussolini and Hitler would have behaved differently. That is did not work was due solely to the fact that in the pinch the British refused to let it work. N In the face of that indisputable fact, any Briton who complains that America failed to back up the British government in the Czech crisis is displaying a gall that ought to win medals. And as to Czechoslovakia being Woodrow Wilson's baby: let it be remembered that Wilson, alone of the allied statesmen, went to Parjs without an ax . to 5 rinc '. Jt was ^ British government that campaigned on a "hand the kaiser" platform just before the Versailles conference, thereby making certain that an atmosphere in which a just peace could be created would not exist. America has a good many things on her conscience, but when it comes to the failure of the world's peace machinery, the'bulk of the load must be carried in London. Seasonal Predictions POLITICS A <ft>Ot» AS OSUAC FOOTBALL* POOR GXJY/ PROBABLY WON'T wW THIS CAMfe BY MORE THAM 3O *x&*. **'*&.',j* • L "' "J-—'--^-^-ji'T*^.: L*£ By Olive Roberts Barton The Family Doctor t ic ««c. v. a PM. oc. By DR. MORRIS F1SHBEIN Editor, Journal of the American Medical Association, and of Hygela, the Health Magazine Sweet Sixteen Is Soon Enough For Girls to Begin Stepping Out Unchaperoned With Boys "Mother, Caroline is going to the movies with Jerry. And they want to know if I'll go too, because Jeriy Johnson has a friend. They said the Science's Attitude Toward Cancer Has Changed Greatly in Two Decades self that cancer is not hereditary, however. It is quite possible for a recessive characteristic of this type to pass over several generations. (This is the fast of four articles in which Dr. Fishbein discusses the new knowledge concerning cancer.) The fear of cancer lingers as one of the last of the great'fears of mankind regarding disease. The fears of epidemics, of pain, suffering, and death have been largely re'mbved by the great discoveries of mcdern medicine. Yet the fear of cancer remains, because few people know that to a cinsiderable extent cancer is curable, that many forms of cancer are preventable, and that in even the worst cases medical science can do much. Early in September a woman in New York killed her two small children and attempted suicida because she believed that she had cancr. She had written a note in which she said that she feared recurrence of a growth on which an operation had been performed 10 months previously. In her note she said also that she believed the disease was hereditary, and that it would take the life of her children. Actually, of course, there is no scientific knowledge to justify the belief that the cancer from which this woman suffered would, with any certainty, attack the children. Neither was there any reason to believe that she herself would inevitably die of cancer. While we do not know everything that is necessary to control cancer, we do know enough now to view the disease far differently than we did 25 years ago. In the causation of cancer, two factors are fundamentally important: 1 the constitutional tendency to form cancer; 2, chronic irritation. Apparently cancer is not caused by any germ or by any virus. There are, however, certain substances which produce repeated irritations of the tissues and stimulate them to overgrowth. These substances are not us- yally taken in the diet. It haa not been possible to produce cancer experimentally by any type of diet. When it was found that certain diseases were produced by the lack of certain vitamins in the body, attempts were made to produce cancer by restricting the diet in various ways. None of these attempts has been successful. We know a great deal about the substances called glands or hormones. We know, for example, that chemically many of these hormones resemble in their structure sdmfe of the vitamins as well as other chemicals. We have learned about these things by finding that repeated irritation of the skin with tar would produce a cancer. We find that the chemical structure of some of these other chemical substances, like vitamins and some of the harznones, is similar to that of the cancer-producing tars. This is exceedingly important in the study of cancer, but the knowledge it brings is not particularly applicable at this time to cancer prevention. Irritation Within Cells Is Studied as Possible Cause of Cancer (This is the second of four articles in which Dr. Fishbeln disc- cisses the new knowledge concerning-cancer.) Sea worms, which sometimes measure up to 45 feet, often have led to circulation ot ae% serpent stories. four of us could go early and we could have a soda later. Is it all right?" "Who is the friend, Mary? Do I know him?" "I guess not I don't know him myself. His name is Somethlng-or other Knox. They live on Cleve St. He's a soph at high school. "I don't think you are old enough to be going to the movies at night with boys, dear, even though Caroline is along. "Well she's older than I am and she is doing me abig favor to ask rrie. I hate to tell her I'm not allowed." 'She is fifteen ,nnd the reason she asked you is because she knows her mother would not let her go alone with Jerry or any other boy. Not that Jerry is not a gentleman, n/icl of course we all know him, but still fifteen is too young to be stepping out with nn escort in the evening. Why don 1 ', they go after school? That would be all right, I'm sure." "I don't know, but it's more fun I guess to go after supper." "Listen, Mary. You are only fourteen. I don't mind you skating or hiking with a crowd that I know, or pick- SERIAL STORY MURDER TO MUSIC BY NARD JONES COPYRIGHT, 1038 NEA SERVICE. The experiments with tar by which cancers have' been produced in ani- irJals indicate that it would not be desirable for human beings to rub tar repeatedly into the skin, or rub in any of the substances which resemble tar in chemical structure. For some time it has been known that repeated rubbing of the skin by a roughened collar might produce an abrasian through which Infection could enter. It has also been known that repeated rubbing of the skin may in itself produce overkrowth of the tissue. These are forms of chronic irritation, but there is also another kind o fchronic irritation which takes place within the cells, and which may be a minute chemical irritation. Along these lines, particularly, cancer is now being studied. We recognize that cancer of the lungs to arsenic and radium dust; cancer of the skin appears in workers with tar, and in cotton spinners, cancer of the cheek in people who chew the betel nut, cancer of the lip and tongue in smokers who constantly irritate the lips and the tongue, and cancer of the bladder in workers in certain dye industries. Studies that have been made on mice show that the mice have a susceptibility to cancer, and that it is transmitted through the female. There is also evidence that certain forms of tumors may develop on an hereditary factor. However, cancer itself is not inherited. True, the susceptibility may be transmitted. When cancer appears in many members of a family, its appearance may be due not only to such an hereditary factor but to age, habits, occupation, and constitution of the person concerned. Human beings intermarry so irregularly, however, that it is believed in general uni'mportant to consider the question of heredity in relationship to cancer. As an example of heredity in cancer there is the case of one family ta which 10 to 16 children had a certain unusual form of tumor in the retina of the eye. An uncle on the father's side died from the same malady. There are 38 cases recorded in which twins have been involved by tumors. The tumors which occurred were in general of the same type, affecting the same organ, and appearing approximately at the same time in each of the twins. When the statistics for all people with cancer are studied, it appears that an average of 14 per cent of persons with cancer have had cancer recorded in their families. The Were fact that the majority of people with cancer are not able to remember any one in their families having had a cancer does not prove in it- CAST OP CHAUACTEIIS II Y II X A D O M B13 Y—heroine. «lfe of the xuiixnUomil xwing band lender. HOI1RUT TAIT—hero. XCWM- PRper lilintoicrnplier—directive. AXM-3 I.ESTEII—MjTlinN clones t friend, DAXME PEEI.BY—officer ns• larnod to IIIVI-H t Ign tc l.udden JJouibey'H murder, * * * YcMlerdnyi Fceley nnd Tnit arc tumble ( U Identify tin- nttnckcr, lJUt the la\-| driver i-i-mc-iiiIHT.S n fat meowing UN he fell. Tult rr- SSii A llL ' l)oi "»ey .song MUCCCHS, "The Cat's Meow." CHAPTER' XVIII ^EITHER Tait nor Feeley saw any humor in the fact that they were quite as much in the dark as the unfortunate taxi driver. Certain that the wounded man could enlighten them no further they left the General Hospital a disconsolate pair if ever there was one. On the steps of the hospital Feeley looked at Bob Tait. "I know a good beer tavern near here." "Lead me to it," said Tait wearily. Within the next five minutes they were seated in a back booth of beer parlor, a stein before each of them and a heaping bowl of popcorn between the steins. "Suppose," said Dannie Feeley, "that you start talking. You hire a taxi to take you on a foolhardy trip into the Millbay district. The driver gets knifed and thinks he heard a cat meowing. And you ask me if I ever heard of the cat's meow?" "I mean the song," grinned Tait. "I told you about that song. If you paid any attention to swing music you'd know that song. The one that Lud Dombey was supposed to have v/ritten—and didn't." Fecley nodded. "The one that was written by George Weeks. I remember." "Yeah. So there's the chance that the guy who wanted to cut me up was our erratic friend, the unknown musician." Tait took a drag at his beer, leaned forward and went on excitedly. "Look, Dannie. Put yourself in his place. Suppose you'd been a third-rate musician all your life, living from hand tc mouth—" "I wish," said Feeley in a tired voice, "I was." * * * 4 *A LL right ' let ' s dream it, then. Vou are. All your life you've figured you are as good as some of these guys in the big dough. And maybe you really are, the breaks being what they are. Then you write a song, and you're sure it's pretty good. But the song publishers don't think so. They never heard of you, anyhow, and what jobs have you had and with what orchestra? But you have faith in this song — it's called 'The Cat's Meow' — and you know how Ludden Dombey is the king of swing. And this b a swing song. It's ready. It's a thing from the bowels of Africa. It's Beethoven and Irving and something from the drums of the jungle. You know it is, because you know music and you've got the feel. But you're stuck — because, somehow, some way, you didn't get the breaks. You begin to realize that the authors of the Declaration of Independence were nice guys all right, but they weren't quite right when they said that all men were created free and equal. You begin to tumble to the fact that something can happen between the time you were created free and equal and the time when you start to earn the daily bread. B^it that's all right. You're a good sport. You see that a guy named Ludden Dombey has got some breaks along with his hard work. So you take your song to him, and you ask him to put it over for you." "I'm following you," said Dannie Feeley. "And I'll buy another beer," Tait nodded. "Okay. . . . Well — you've taken your song to Lud Dombey and he sees something in it. It's decided that you ought to let him plug it under his own name. Maybe he decides that, or maybe you do. Anyhow, that's the way it's done. And the agreement he makes is all right with you. Then, under Ludden Dombey's guidance, the song becomes one of the greatest contemporary hit smashes. And then ..." Tait paused a moment. "Then Dombey doesn't pay." "I'd be sore," said Feeley. "Naturally." "Not only that, Dannie. ' The song would come to be the one thing in your life. You'd think of nothing else. You'd see Dombey rising on that song. You'd hear it a dozen times a day. You'd want to scream out, 'I wrote that — I wrote it, I wrote it!' But you don't. Because you've an agreement with Dombey, and you think probably he'll pay out in the end and maybe he's getting more out of the song than you would with your name of — well, George K. Weeks." * * * stopped long enough to let the waiter set down two fresh steins on the table. "Little by little, you get a little screwy on the subject of that song. Maybe you get a little hungry, too, and a little tired of spending your nights in 20-cent flop joints. So you up and shoot Ludden Dombey dead after you've raised the price of a ticket to the Golden Bowl of'the Pacific-Plaza." Feeley nodded. "I get it. That sets me off. I hear that a guy named Robert Tait has been elected manager of Dombey's band. And I still haven't got my money—and by this time I'd like a little recognition, too. So I inveigle you down to the Millbay district and make some passes at you with a knife. And while I'm doing it I make a noise like a cat's meow—because that's the name of the song I got on my addled bean." "That's it! That's what I mean." Feeley grunted. "It sounds like something Leonard Macy would figure out with the help of that alienist, Doctor Darryl Mattise." "Just the same it's a theory." "Sure. And here's another one. Harris Rogers wanted to get even with you for doing him out of a soft job—with plenty of side money—and he figures to throw you off by making a noise like a cat. And the reason he does it is just because he thinks you'll cook up a fancy idea like the one you've been retailing to me." "I agree with you, Dannie. That's another possibility, and probably it's a better one than mine. But what about that perfume?" Feeley sighed. "You would bring that up. Are you sure you smelled that stuff outside the Claremont Apartments where Anne Lester and Myrna Dombey roomed together?" "If you'd seen the blond, Dannie, you'd remember it perfectly. It was in the entrance of the Claremont and it came from the blond. It isn't the :ind of perfume that Myrna would choose." * * * TpEELEY regarded the younger man oddly. "I see. Then we've got to consider the possibility that the person who wanted to bleed you to death was the blond." "We have." "And that she also was the girl who knocked Dombey off." "Yes." Feeley shook his head. "I've had Mike Dunphy making the rounds of the names we got from Dombey's papers. But there was nothing doing. At least half of them were blonds, too." Tait glanced toward the window. The first streaks of dawn were breaking into the all-night beer tavern. "What do you say we go back down to the Millbay district and have a look at that factory building now?" "There're two things I'd rather do," said Feeley. "One is sleep, and the other is drink a third glass of beer. But when I see my duty ..." (To Be Continued). nicking or swimming. Outdoor fun seems to b« different, anyway. I don't mind when some fine young swalfi brings you home nnd sits on the porch and talks. But to begin now to go out In the evening, unchnperoner! even with the nicest boys, isn't good taste at all." "Caroline's only a year older. Her mother lets her go everywhere she wants, if she has other people along " 'I know nnd maybe it's nil right some times in her case. Caroline i* the oldest of the family, nnd sine* her father's dentil she has had lot of responsibility. She seems more like seventeen them fifteen. But I still think it better for her to go place* in daylight. It isn't n good exiimpl* for other girls. They see her nnd then tense their parents for permission.'' Find Home Party More Fun 'Could 1 nsk her and Jerry and Jerrjs friend here? Mnybc they would have just ns good a time. I could innka brownies and we could play rummy. We could play In the sun porch if you and Dndy are going to rend In the living room." 'Why, yes, dear. Ask Caroline ami see what she says. If you like you can have some others too. Then Iho boys won't be ofemled. Sixteen is young ciuiiifih. I think, for girls to accept their invntlons nnct if mothers were wise they would set their limit." Mary got the crowd together. Tho boys sniil they only suggested the show because there was nothing else to do. Caroline is giving the next party A Book a Day By BI\NM Cttton A Thousand-Yonr Error Corrected Rome 'fell," the histroy books tell us. enrly in OIL- fifth century A.D., when the barbarian hordes swept clown into Italy, sucked the ancient city, broke the power of the Caesars, and ended some 400 years of the Pax Ro- maiiu. But pro-Imps this is just our western provincialism speaking. For Bcrthn Diener asserts—in "Imperial Byzantium" (Little. Brown: $3.550)—that the Roman empire di not really fall until the capture of Constantinople by the Turks in 1453. Until then, she says, the Roman Empire continued to exist as a going concern, and there wus no real break between the regime of Augustus and that of the pampered Byzantine monarch-! of the middle ages. If we read our Walter Scott, wo have a hazy impression that the Byzantine empire was an unspeakably corrupt, slothful, and inefficient sort of instution which existed more or less in a vacum until the Turk finally came along to push over the crnuty shell. "Imperial Byzantine" is a good corrective for this point of view. The eastcr n empire, says this author, carircd on the tradition and the service of Rome. It can hardly have been as corrupt or as weak as Scotl supposed, since it existed for upwards of 10 centuries. During most of those centuries It was a more cultured and a more powerful nation than any other in Europe. . li this particular angle of your medieval history-needs brushing up, you'll find "Imperial Byzantincum" a us ful book. With the CountyAgent Oliver L. Adams Feeding Dairy Stwk The weight of the dairy cow and the volume of milk she is giving determines largely the amount of feed necessary during the winter months when pasture is not available, according to information i-eceivecl by Oliver L. Adams, county agent, from V. L. Gregg, exteasion dairyman, University of Arkansas college of Agriculture. Citing research work of the U. S. Department of Agriculture, Mr. Gregg said that the most economical production is maintained when each cow received about 3 pounds of silage for each 100 pounds of weight. A 1,000 pound should have 30 pounds of silage. Twice a clay, the cow should also have all the good hay she will eat. The amount of grain depends on the breed, the volume of milk produced, Saturday, October 22,1938 auaiiaj._--a-u.rv -wn^f^/ \f*+.f_^?_ .«.*_>«».... ._. V t -^ FLAPPER FANNY a y * y t r •" r ••""••"••• to*ft. tIM BY NtA *«Vtt<.IMC. t. M.M6.U.».Mt. (>».• "But don't you think we better tell our families we're „„ elope? I always catch the dickens when 1 forget to say . goin 1 somewhere." ?& Paul Harrison in Does It Surprise You That Hollywood Has Put Red Man on Ice Skates HOLLYWOOD.—They've got Indians on skates out at Metro-Goldwyn-Mny- cr, and the result is something marvelous to behold, especially since most of the Indians are maidens clad in fringed buckskn shorts and abbreviated tops. Oh, yes—they wear wigs, too. Or scalps, if you want to be aboriginal about it. These are black, braided Minnehaha fashion, and cover the predominantly blond hair of the skaters. The majority of the latter have blue eyes and are members of the Olson and Erickson tribes, from Minnesota and Wisconsin. They drifted clown to some of thje large trading posts, such as Minneapolis and Chicago, and two years ago they were recruited for a show called the Ice Follies, which has been touring the continent for plenty of wampum ever since. Metro, perhaps with an envious eye on the grosses of the Sonja Henie pictures, hired the whole troupe for a flicker to be called "The Ice Follies," but which at this writing has neither story nor principals. But the studio is getting -its -skating footage while it can, because the company will begin a solidly-booked winter tour as soon as it fineshes its engagements here. The ice sequences will bo worked into the film somehow, sometime, and by somebody. All the Whirling's Not Being Done By Skaters Apparently the Indian business was injected to make the adaptation tougher. It might, however, facilitate re- titling of the picture. They could call it "By the Frozen Waters of the Minnetonka," or "Hans Brinker in the North Woods." The situation is going to drive the nologists crazy, anyway, because the and the quality of roughage, Mr. Gregg said. A Jersey cow producing less than 10 pounds of milk and receiving all the good roughage she can eat should need no grain, but every pound of milk over 10 pounds she should get one-half pound or slightly more of grain. A jersey giving 20 pounds of milk thus would receive 5 to 6 pounds qf grain. The feeder, Mr. Gregg said, must also be guided by the condition of the cows. If they ore getting this, give them more grain. If they are getting fat, reduce the grain. The cows should be kept in a medium state of flesh, neither fat nor poor. Everything! big stage not only is covered withUcc but is fringed with summer- tepec.'t. The Scmulinavindinns and spin around stylized totem which indicate a far-northern locale!! yet they wear scarcely as many cldthm as a band of Apaches. Most logical jllfr cumstnnces is the scarcity of braVes, I who probably are off somewhere 'gl ting wai'm'. * ' However, these things all come under the heading of artistic license, and tliey do not detract from the beauty of. the spectacle. They could put this maf- velously trained troupe in blue denim overalls and pith helmets, and'"lCj still like'em. -k'",' Being one who has little understand- . ing or patience for the writhings' t «Hd posturings of the classic dance, I'find that I can stand all clay watching 'the j flashing beauty of a bunch of skat^ I —youngsters who scarcely even Have < henrd of Mary Wigman or Georges Balanchinc, and who need not drivy any Nijinsky or Puvlova. .ji" 1 ' They're All Pulling Rinks on 1 ?! Their Fingers \J» Top stars of the troupe ore Roy Shjp- stead and Bess Ehrhardt, who are husband and wife. He's the AjnericJjn professional figure skating champicm arid she's just a pretty Wisconsin girl who was discovered on local rinks, Never studied dancing in her life, ant says it would only confuse her. other people feel the same way about §, Of a company of 53, sixteen are rr and they're mostly specialty skat About half the girls are married engaged now, and there arc sew couples in the troupe. For fun on fr.ee evenings, they'likJB 1 to go dancing at night clubs or roller skating. All of *the'n\' seem to have tremendous energy, nnd they dqnjt particularly mind forking all day it Metro and skating nights in their OV(C show at a Log Angeles auditorium. 1 Compared To Skating Dancing ) Is Resting. , Watching rehearsals of the Indian sequences, I remarked to Miss Ehrhardt that the ensemble was made up/ "" pretty husky gals who didn't look at like the usual Hollywood choclus. *tj She said that naturally they were well-fed and fairly tall nnd probably would average 120 pounds. Typist movie cuties, streamlined to emac\lt- tion, would collapse in no time under* the strenuous routine of the Ice FolS lies company. '. 5 It's just luck that Miss Ehrhardt her| self is slimmer than most of them! M^i light enough to be tossed around "DX, Shipstead in some spectacular adagiy skating. She says she wouldn't —'"a meal for Hollywood stardom. "No flattery, Officer—I didn't even know he was a burglar. I yiought he was my husband coining .yil" The Library "Storm Dj-ift," by Ethel M. Dell, Ths book will give much to its readers. Miss Dell's ability 1 1^ show the strength of passion and loyalty between ma nand woman is here provided in one of her finest romances, She was standing against the rail .of* the promanade deck when Turf^W* 1 first caught sight of her— a pale brokli;. 1 haired girl with blue eyes that seemed, to be searching for someone. So be-> gins this story of how Tiggle TunMJp!^ confirmed bachelor, usual 1 y refusing to be implicated in situations — becan)jjj> permanently involved in the life qf^p girl who had no family and wh$jiB husband had put her on the steanif| to England and fled to parts unkno The fact that she is entirely friend increases Turner's responsibility embarrassing proportions, until suddenly realizes that he is iy in love and that even his art brother's revelation of Viola's certain past cannot disturb the depdj of his love. j.-J tls Be Sure to Enlighten Lecturer: "Of course you all know. what the inside of a corpuscle ' is like." w Chairman (interrupting): "Most i us do, but you had better explain |i the benefit of them as has never inside one."—Exchange. if

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