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BLYTHEV1LLE (ARK.), COURIER NEWS TUESDAY, APRIL 14, 1942 THE COURIER NEWS CO. ZW ,, , H.,W. HAINES, Publisher SAMUEL F. NORRI8, Editor Wtou R, WHTTEHEAD, Advertising 1 Manager . . flote Nation*) Advertising Representative!: W*Jfcce<,Witmer Co, New York. Chicago, De... toott, Atlanta, Memphis. Published Every Afternoon Except Sunday Entered as second class matter at the poct- r office at Blytheville, Arkansas, under act of Oonffreas, October 9, 1917. Served by the United Press, SUBSCRIPTION RATES ~ By carrier in the City of Blytheville, 15c per week, or 65c per month. , By mail, within a radius of SO miles. $3.00 *it'.nper,,.y*»r, $1.50 for six months, 75c for three months; by mail in postal zones two to six Inclusive, $6.50 per year; in zones seven and eight, $10.00 per year payable in advance. Goodby to Passivity . There is no general agreement with the new name, War Bonds, which has been given to the government's promises to repay billions of dollars borrowed to finance the defense bi ! Democracy. Some preferred the World War I title, Liberty Bonds. Others argued for reviving Victory Bond as a cognomen. But the bitterest enders are glad that at last we have discarded the misnomer, Defense Bonds, a termitic fifth columnist which was doing more damage than a dozen Fritz Kuhns. Technically, perhaps, and very fundamentally, we really are fighting a c)e- fensive war. That is; we aren't an aggressor nation. We aren't trying to seize by force another people's territory or trade. We aren't attempting to force our ideology, our form of government, pur system of economics upon the rest of ttte world. We are merely refusing to permit Germany, Italy and Japan to • Nazify the w o r 1 d, including us, by force. * • * * We are defending Democracy, but we know now that we can not preserve human rights by defensive methods. • Having been forced to fight for what we treasure, we intend to take the offensive and to pursue it to the com". plete destruction of axis aggression.. It was high time that we got rid of the stultifying passivity suggested by "defense." It expresses too well the spirit "of letting the other fellow set the pace, pick his spots, name the t- game and make the rules. Wars afe -not won in that way. • - Late, but not too late, the pacific American people have begun to adopt a belligerent attitude, toward this war. -The. new name for the govemir.eiitjsi ,$)onds is a concrete expression of that ;pew spirit- War Bonds. That means .-Fight. . : !7 - : ' * * * "•' .."• ", We are not yet in position to make Germany, Japan and Italy suffer at home what our allies in Europe and Asia- have been forced to endure. We do ;not yet have the materiel with which to undertake those ventures, nor as. yet have we been able to move what we,v<Io .have -to the places where it is most 'needea. • ^ ^But almost' every day sees another bottleneck broken through, and the machinery of production and transport speeded up. Even in the news of disaster there are bright spots. The tqll we take of raiding Japs and Nazis proves our defenses in the fighting areas are being strengthened. 0 u r counter blows gradually become more frequent, more daring and more effective. We aren't on Easy ; Street yet. We haven't even turned the corner. But OUT OUR WAY we shall turn it the daylhat, by sweat and tears, we reach that point at which we can attack enemy-held territory for keeps. And the discarding of the passive name "Defense Bonds" is a real step in the right direction. Those 7500 Miles Broadly speaking, it is good news that the average automobile tire on a civilian automobile is good for another 7500 miles. It will not, however, prove notably helpful to the individuals whose treads are smooth, or the others whose fabric is peeping through, or th<? few who literally arc running on the rims. Moreover—and this is the meat in the coconut—the estimated average won't help those optimists who intend to drive as usual, convinced that God will provide when their casings or inner tubes collapse. You can lake the appropriations for synthetic production, the experir.ienls with guayule and the stories about available South American wild rubber, put them all into a cement box, and sink t h e m in the deepest available water, so far as normal civilian tire supplies are concerned. This is bitter war. And if you have that 7500-mile average ,of use left in your tires, you'd better husband it , as you do your virtue. Surprise If it is true that New York City em- ployes and equipment went over to New Jersey and fixed up Ed Flynn's country estate grounds, the Democratic national chairman probably is surprised that so much furore has been created by the episode. The facts as to what really happened still arc in the realm ot' charge and counter-charge. But from the viewpoint of Ed Flynn, veteran Tammany boss, what if the city did fix up his New Jersey grounds? Why the fuss? Tammany, politicians have been doing such favors for their political brethren for generations, while even the professional reformers yawned. What's a little honest graft among friends ? The politicians wouldn't know. But the 'taxpayers' d6: l ' ; -Times : have -changed, and even "honest'' graft isn't popular. •SO THEY SAY It seems a just and proper step t to "impose . a higher tax rate on profits made directly from • . war contracts/ 1 —Senator Waller F. George, Georgia Democrat. 7 * * * •' : . When .America rouses herself, and not until then, the .fur will fly.—William L-. Batt, War •'Production Board division of materials chief. . * * * .<' The Nazis do not care what you think as a result of their propaganda. They, care only about how you feel.—John W. Studebaker, U .S. commissioner of education. * * ' *'••..'••-'•'. We are out not only to save cur democratic way of life, but \vc are out to. save our very skins.—Rear Adm. John Downcv commandant of ninth naval district. * * * . Fascism contains basic principles that arc abhorrent to the Church.—Cavleton J. H. Eayes. new U. S. ambassador to Spain and prominent Catholic layman. * , * *, Vast quantities of the things we need could be brought to light by a concerted spring housekeeping on the part of everybody.—Lcssing J. Rosenwald, chief .of War Production Board's bureau of industrial conservation. I SIDE GLANCES by GaJbraWi OPfr 1M3 BV'MEA MftVlCf INC. T. M. hEC. Ui S. PAT. OFF. Among the Things We'd Lose If the Axis Won ^3-» r .<'. 1 'Vi»^>»3't'3iT,%S>r'L > /»>tr*l > <!>'rA'>«f.r^r*fl»irtj.^.s<r«—>w*.s^_J. . ._. ^-L_ „ •• .... "Furthermore, I think it's unpatriotic to complain about my account being overdrawn a few dollars when I've in* vested it all in war bonds!" THIS CURIOUS WORLD AN NOW MUST BOW TO BIRDS AS SUPERIOR. PLIERS IN ONLV ONE RESPECT/ THEV CAN GO FARTHER ON A GIVEN QUANTITY OF FUEL- PER. UNIT WEIOHTOF /MACHINE. WERE USED 6V THE PHILADELPHIA ASSEMBLY AS //W/7>A7yOA*£' TO ATTEND THE PRESIDENTS BIRTHDAY BALL , HONORIM& OEORGE WASHINGTON.' •20-slgfe, ^^-^ COPR. 13*2 BY NEA SERVICE. INC. o -^••Llv? 5 ^ by his contacts with student pilots at the air training centers around Phoenix, where he took the "Thunderbird" company for three weeks of filming. Wellman ran away from home during World War I, joined an ambulance unit to get across, went into the Foreign Legion, transferred to the French air corps, won a Croix de Guerre with four gold palms, five citations, assorted bullet wounds and a broken back. He recovered, to help train pilots after he was invalided home. Although he looks hard as nails, Wellman now has arthritis. When I found him sulking on the set he explained that on the previous evening he had dropped in on an Army doctor to :ec.rn ills chances of getting something to do in the service. And the doctor had of- ANSWER: To prevent an accumulation of static electricity, which might cause an explosion. . The chain acts as a ground. BY PAUL HARRISON NEAl Service Staff Correspondent HOLLYWOOD.-- Some of his friends are worried : about William the crstwrile Wild" Bill Wellman. He's so brisk and businesslike and so hard at work on another air picture, "Thunderbirds," that ho doesn't seem to care about, playing jokes any more. And he's even getting along amicable with .studio evecutivcs. Th? lean sardonic and utterly honest director used to be a sworn enemy of productcrs. supervisors and othrr brass hats. And he never was too frazzled or too busy to provide entertainment for the company. He'd tell racy stories recite dubious vcr.se. bark at pretty fered to send him home in a taxicab! He has a plan, though, along with the conviction that arthritis is no tiling but a case of nerves. After finishing his next picture some time in July, Weliman expects to take four months for rest and recovery; and then he's going into the Army somehow, and anywhere.. HLs next picture, incidentally, will be "The Oxbow Incident," which he bus ween trying to get ever .since its publication. Darryl Zanuck bought it for his direction, and that is indicative of Wellman's more cordial relations with his nominal bosses lately. KERPLUNK ON THE DOME Wellman can be the sort of sound-stage .autocrat who chases studio heads off his sets. Wnen hints don't work he can use more direct means—like the time when he was making "V/ilr Boy of the Road" at Warners and Conducting a feud with Producer Sam Bischoff. One day the latter strolled on an outdoor set which included a freight train topped by -a bunch of young hoboes munching 1 stolen watermelons. The director climbed on a car and 'dropped an overripe melon squarely on the producer's head. Scampering down while the boss was still sputtering and wiping his eyes, Wellman assembled the snickering company and gave 'cm fits. "That was not only a crude and disrespectful joke," he concluded "but it was also dangerous: Why. .that -watermelon might have broken^ Mi*. Bischoff 7 s precious neck!" SERIAL STORY MEXICAN MASQUERADE BY CECIL CARNES COPYRIGHT, 1943. NEA SERVICE. iNC- girls, shoot out Light bulbs with a slingshot, and rib the stars. He still picks on stars and other celebrities, believing- that they do better 'work when deflated and put on their mettle. "Darling." he'll ask a glamorist, "why don't you take up stenography or .something-? Why do you keep on imposing on competent actors and actresses, and on the good nature of directors? Look at me; I didn't have a gray hair in my head until I started working with you three weeks ago." (Wellman has been grizzled for 20 years, i BROKE HIS BACK Admitting that he's a little more subdued than usual, his closest friends explain that Wild Bill is sobered by thoughts of the war and GOOD <3AVJSH i I JE^T OUT AK>" KSOVO THEV'VH. DRAFTED MV <& ^&&$$ By J. II Williams OUR BOARDING HOUSE with Major Hoople %jjf GREW CAESAR,LE/XNOER/ -NEVER SfvJEAK UP BEHIND MfXN AND PLUCK ACT WlS )ATTA|LS/VOU GTAeiLED I OUT OP IWY WITS/ [f IT WASM 1 T A MAIL PLANE AT (> ALL,UNCLE BULGY/-— THE *$%. ( COP TOLD TW1S6S \T WA<=> PULL \ OF GPlES WHO \\JERE GOIN 1 TO ' N BLOW UP THE PROPELLER VOL) SAW PLANE THAT SHOT DOVJM £^^P§I ^WPF-SPOTT/ A6MN/ STATE OF SIEGE CHAPTER XVI "TTOW do you happen to have the transcript of that cable, Colonel?" Allan asked. "You have seen me excuse myself each evening after dark. It was to go down to the shore and receive a water-tight cylinder of reports from, a Peninsula Indian who swims them down from, a point five miles up the gulf. Business as usual, senor! That transcript was part of last night's grist from the mill." "I see. Swims five miles, huh? What about the sharks?" "I don't believe a shark would bite a Peninsula Indian," said Escobar thoughtfully. "I wouldn't care to myself. However, that is how I received the copy even before De Fontanelle received the original." "But, Colonel," interjected Kay, her eyes opening at him, "if this Indian comes every night, why hasn't he brought a boat in which you could have escaped to the j mainland and arranged for our rescue? ?r "I could have done no more out in the world than I am doing here, senorita, believe me. If I should go, our enemies would smell a rat and perhaps destroy you people as any criminal destroys evidence. While I'm here, they think they have me under control." In other words still, mused Allan, regarding the rurale thoughtfully, Escobar was quite simply risking his life rather than leave them to face the angry Japanese alone. Their truculence had been growing, too, as the radio brought news of steadily increasing "tension in the Orient between the United States and Japan. "Permit me to tell you, Coldnel," said Allan slowly, "one thing I have learned down here; if we get into this war and you fellows come in with us, we'll have an ally whose efficiency will amaze the world." "Why, thank you, senor, thank you! And never doubt for a moment, if you go in, we'll be there with you!" * * * T^HE next morning, barely an - 1 - hour after dawn, Allan awoke from a dream of battlefields in Russia. A few seconds he lay drowsing, then sprang from his bed to his feet in one jump. Machine guns! The usually quiet morning was being turned into a hell of noise by the sharp chatter of machine guns! Dozens of them it sounded like! A spurred step, rang in the corridor. The colonel stood in the doorway, smiling and pulling at his mustache. "Hola! Get up, sleepy-head! You're missing a battle!" "What the^devil is it?" cried Allan, clawing on clothing with both hands. "Have the U. S. Marines landed?" "You were expecting them, per- , haps? No, senor, it is only a body j of roughly clad fellows who arc ! attacking the main island from r the Peninsula shore. The cannery has made many bitter enemies among the local fishermen, you understand. Or they may be just bandits." "Bandits! With machine guns?" "Mexican bandits, too, are efficient," said Escobar blandly. Then he laughed suddenly at Allan's expression and threw out his slender hands in a gesture of surrender. "No, my friend, I will be frank with you. What you are about to witness is an affair of international diplomacy." "Diplomacy 1 With brass knuckles?" "In a sense. It is this way, senor: Mexico discovers a Japanese outfit grossly violating her neutrality. If she protests to Japan, what happens? Japan smiles; she is so sorry, but she cannot hold herself responsible for the acts of unofficial Japanese. So Mexican bandits wipe out the unofficial Japanese, and if Japan protests—are we, nationally, responsible for a -stray bunch of outlaws? You see?" "My aunt! Well, who are these fellow?, then?" "My own regiment of rurales, senor. They have ridden here from Ensenada to rescue their colonel and his friends! They will show you, I hope, that a Mexican rvrale can land as effectively as your Marines!" * * * HpHEY hastened to the foyer, ' whence they might have a full view of the hostilities without exposing themselves to stray bullets. Kay was already there, staring at the scene before her in bewilderment. Escobar thoughtfully brought chairs, observing they could consider themselves as having a stage box for the coming show. It should, he said, be good. It was good; so Allan decided as he settled with quickening pulse to watch the first real battle he had ever seen. Meanwhile, in a low incisive tone that carried beneath the inferno of noise, the rurale added a few details to the story he had told Allan. He had, it appeared, been up at dawn when the "bandits" arrived. "They sent a flag of truce- three men and an officer—to mand the unconditional surrender of the island. Watanabe rejected the notion with scorn. The flag went back. As the four men stepped on the beach, a machine gun opened on them from the island, killing or wounding all of them. The flag party, you under-' stand!" "The yellow- devils!" growled Allan. "They will be sorry," predicted Escobar softb'. "Our fellows will, remember that when the time comes!" The happfr moment, however, hardly seemed imminent. On the shore, men and guns were sheltered cunningly behind boulders and in the scrub. A black muzzle would appear from a cleft rock, discharge a raking burst of bullets that combed the island; then disappear to come out again at another spot. On the island, innocent looking rocks would be revealed abruptly as pillboxes, spitting/ flame and smoke and singing lead. But neither side could penetrate the other's defense of stone and concrete. "Devil take it!" grumbled the colonel. "I knew they had fortified the place; I didn't know they had converted it into a Gibraltar!" At the end of an hour he was knitting hi.s brows; at the end of two, he was biting his nails; at the end oC three, he was actually chewing his mustache. Then Allan clutched at his arm and pointed to the western sky. "Look, Escobar! Look!" One minute it was a tiny speck. The next, it was a plane. Then suddenly it was a huge amphibian bomber which was power-diving at the men on the peninsula even before they were aware of the death overhead. No bombs were dropped—Allan remembered what Dr. Sargent had said about the sensitive quality of the new explosive—but from each flank of the great plane, and from its bow, guns .spat destruction on the scurrying figures below. The ship straightened out, soared aloft, came streaking down again. It was more than flesh and blood could stand. The Mexicans scattered and ran, searching madly for crevices in the rocks in which they might hide. For the moment, the siege of the cannery was definitely lifted. As if scorning to pursue the fugitives, the bomber circled the spot once or twice, then dropped softly to the blue waters of the gulf. It taxied to within 50 feet of the island's main pier, then stopped. For the first time Allan could make out the insignia of the fuselage, A great black swastika! (To Be Continued)

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