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PAGEPOUB MONDAY,.APRIL 20; THE BLYTHEV1LLE COURIER NEWS THE COURIER NEWS CO. U.'W. HAINES, Publisher . - SAMUEL p. NORRIS, Editor' Wm. R. v WHTTEHEAD; Advertising Manager Sole National Advertising Representatives: Wallace Witmer Co., New York, Chicago, Detroit, Atlanta, Memphis. • - Published Every Afternoon Except Sunday Entered as second class matter at. the post- office at Blytheville, Arkansas, under act ol Congress, October 9, 1917. Served by the United Press. SUBSCRIPTION RATES By" carrier in .the City of BlytheviUe, 15c per week, or 65c per. month. By mail, within a radius of 50 miles, $3.00 per year, $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. New Code Needed 'The long-standing fight between railroads and trucking companies once had only academic and long-range interest for those on the outside. Now the controversy, "or more specifically its effects, has become very important. Restrictive state laws, enacted often to protect railroads against the competition of trucks, are interfering seriously with the effective utilization of trucks, tires, gasoline and manpower in moving war materiel. The question now is not whether railroad or truckman shall get a particular moving job. The problem rap- Idly is becoming one of finding means of moving vital war products in a hurry. Also, insofar as we must and do use trucks, there is the need for making every pound of rubber, every gallon of gasoline, every hour of man and car usage produce a maximum of results. * . * * It becomes, then, the patriotic duty of every state -to. re-examine its truck-. • ing statutes and determine which restrictions-can safely be lifted, if only for the duration of the war. The situation has been rather thoroughly publicized. Illustrations of the existing confusion are plentiful, sometimes dramatic, and typical rather than individually unique. For example: Five hundred truckloads L of roofing material had to be moved from Birmingham, Ala.' to an army depot under construction just outside Atlanta. Ga. In Georgia, each truck could carry approximately twelve tons, net. In Alabama, each was limited to'about seven tons and a half, net, Result, 200 unnecessary truck trips from Birming- ' .-ham to Atlanta. '...". Again: several days could have been - saved by trucking roof trusses from XLos.Angeles to San Diego for the Navy destroyer base being built there. But the trusses were 15 inches wider than state laws permitted on the roads. The highway department could have waived the limitation. It wouldn't, because -trains run between Los Angeles and San Diego. So a naval base was delayed. : A trucking company wasted a whole d'?y getting permission to haul a gun- Uirning lathe over Delaware and Pennsylvania highways from Wilmington to Bethlehem. A concern ^specializing in 600- to 1000-mile hauls between New England and the south has to under- load its equipment regularly because about 40 miles- of the trip is through Delaware, whose laws are less liberal than those of other states along the route. * * * These are only a few out of hundreds of authenticated illustrations — often more dramatic than the ones mentioned, but indescribable in the space avail- able here—"of the statutory confusion that exists. Some states already have recognized the emergency by liberalizing their statutes. It is time all states got together on a uniform code as liberal, so far as war shipments are concerned, as reasonable regard for highway safety will permit. No Great Loss For better or worse, burlesque seems to bo dead in New York. There used to be 14 theaters catering to devotees of the strip-tease. More recently there were only four. Now these have been closed, and the city's ban has been upheld by the court. There will be appeals to higher tribunals. But in all probability the next time you visit the big town you will not be able, for a fraction of a dollar, to see live or six shapely young ladies disrobe under the spotlight until only a pair of slippers and a string of beads remain. Inevitably there have been protests against this censorship. The beauty of the female form has been reiterated and the artistry of sinuous motion •lauded. * * * In fact, what happened in New York and what may happen soon in the few other citadels of burlesque was not essentially an attack upon either art or artistry. If the strip-tease acts had been set in different context, there would not have arisen IhVt general disgust which has turned even the more tolerant against burlesque. The entrepreneurs of public disrobing were given a great deal of good rope. With it they hanged themselves and their business. Probably there was a legitimate place for genuine burlesque. The public has become sufficiently tolerant of nude art so that'this most publicized feature of burlesque now is displayed in respectable theaters to self-respecting men and women at top admission prices. What killed burlesque was the ever greater depths of unadulterated smut, imrelieved'by even an attempt at genuine humor; to which it sank. For some years now the "comedy" has been confined largely to discussion of the more degraded facets of the most disgusting perversions, and to badinage concerned with physical functions devoid of romance or of humor. * % * * What killed the strip-tease was not the display, gracefully and artistically, of the attractive female form. It was the unblushing public exhibition of the mechanics of eroticism. It is well enough for the morally strong to say that the excitation purveyed by burlesque should not deprave a normal patron. The fact is that the lasciviousness did drive many to unprintable reliefs, and that the incidence of sex crimes increased faster in the vicinities of burlesque houses than elsewhere. Encouraged by New York's action, and fortified by the New York decision, other cities probably will follow the metropolis' example. Soon there may be no more burlesque anywhere. It won't be a serious loss. Toll the boss you aren't loafing when you prop your. feet on the desk. It's a swell way to rest them.—S. G. Staff. New York foot specialist, expecting more walking and more foot trouble. I SIDE.GLANCES by CtJbftHfc Ii COPR. 1M2 BY NEA SERVICE. INC. T. M. REG. U. S. PAT. OFF. ."Well, the whole world has *^onc crnzy, prices arc cock- eycd, and my \vite\s, £ot appendicitis—so I'm not sur• prised if 1 take a lillle too much hair oil' the lop!"' SERIAL STORY FRANTIC WEEKEND BY EDMUND FANCOTT COPYRIGHT, 1942, SERVICE. IN THIS CURIOUS WORLD By William Ferguson us AN "ODD"TO QUOTE MINIMUM RECORDING THERMOMETER, LEFT FOR I9VEARS NEAR THE SUMMIT OF ALASKA'-S >VNOUMT .SHOWED THE TEMPERATURE HAD BEEN ALMOST MAM WITH A BEARD A\AV BE A BARE-RACED LIAR: ,"SV»y.s COPR. 19-53 BYMEA SERVICE. If.'C T. M. REG. U. S. PAT. OFF. .„>. BEETLES IK)FILTRATED THE. UNITED STATES, NOT FROM THE w£sr COAST; BUT r=RO/\A N'KXT: liar-rains for ?37.50. « HARRISON IN HOLLYWOOD By PAUL HARRISON NEA Service Stafr Correspondent HOLLYWOOD.—Around the edges of the set- lolled a tribe of South S:a Islanders, most of them playing gin-rummy. The men wore bathrobes over their sarongs and \vouki have looked like prizefighters except that they had flowers in tlnir hair. Th'j women were pretty well wrapped in mink coat.s against the chill of the sound stage. When they stepped out- in costumes of stanling skimpiness you'd know a: once the picture must be a com<dy. The Hays Office is much more tolerant with comedies. This one is called "Pardon My Sarong." and it's another ol those Abbott and Costello sillies which, while making no somehow wind up tastic sums of money. Th? comics begin the picture as goofy truck- drivers, get aboard a yacht on a race . to Honolulu, and become heroes when they're cast away on an uncharted island full of torrid cuties and inhospitable males. Technical inconsistencies, such as the fact that all the men have modern haircuts, are of no concern to the moviemakers. Neither is there any explanation of how the native princess is able to sing three songs with English lyrics when she can't speak the language. SOMETHING NEW In production. Abbott and Costello pictures arc unlike any others. For sequences in which the stars appear, the script writers do little particular sense, j more than indicate the eventual by making fan- course of action. The comics work THfi STORY: llel timing <o Montreal from a Hummer gri-sort, M.vru .Mut'K hharc.s u train seal \>UU I.<i<>u(. A'ixcl ."Monkhoiisf. 'J'Ju-y discover :t iimtunl friend hi J-Yrdy l.orloii, artist, ami :t mutual :t(imir:ilioii <jf :t prolty «irl :tho:ir<L Mie iraiu. llnck at hrr j»<e«otfr»- JIUIT'J* job .Mjra makt'M a business call, HVVS tlte pretty girl behind u desk. * * * FKRDY PLANS A VARTY CHAPTER III npIIAT evening Myra dropped in lo see Ferdy Lorton on her v;ay home. It was a peculiar friendship that drew the two together, a friendship that owed more to frankness than to good looks. Ferdy had, an amused cynical outlook towards the world and knew everybody in town, Myra had an outspoken bluntness and was thoroughly capable at everything she undertook. Ferdy was a confirmed bachelor who seemed to be particularly attractive to attractive females, whereas Myra was more or less resigned to the fact that her face was not her fortune and that she was by necessity a career girl. She found Ferdy alone buried in a book. "Hullo," he said, pleasure registering under his casual tone. ''Have a cocktail. You've been neglecting me." Myra looked around the studio "Not painting?" she asked. Ferdy rummaged in his cupboard for the makings of a cocktail. ; 'No," he answered over shoulder. "The weather is toe good. I'm thinking of packing up and hieing me to the hills." "Some frivolous people get al the luck," sighed Myra, throwing a hat that she disliked onto the comfortable settee. Ferdy grinned. _"A11 work anc ^no play?" "Too much work. By the way, I had a weekend on the lake shore and met a friend o! yours." Ferdy shook up the cocktail with a professional vigor. "Name?" "Nigel Monkhouse." "Thought he was up in Peiawa- wa." "So he was," said Myra. "But now he's on leave before going overseas." "Nice chap," said Ferdy. "I must give him a call." "Is he married?" asked Myra. Ferdy poured out a cocktail and looked at her with a suspicious grin. "No. You haven't any designs?" . Myra grunted. ^ "I'd have ' as much chance there as I would with a plaster statue. Besides, lie was looking pretty hard at a peaches and cream something on the train." "Poor Nigel," said Ferdy.' "Plenty of money. Charm. But he had a bad time with one of our Montreal debs a year or so ago." "Then he's recovering nicely," said Myra. 'Wot thinking of doing "more matchmaking?" asked Ferdy. He sat down by her side on the settee and disposed himself in lazy comfort. ,"Not me." I'm tired "of fixing -up other people's love affairs and leaving myself on the shelf. Every time I^go down to the office these days I think what a blessing a nice .comfortable husband would be. i You know the kind — no flowers and chocolates, just good hon- 'est bread and butter. - Then could sit at home and read a book for a change." Ferdy grinned.' "'You" need holiday. So do L I'm going up to my place in the Laurentians this weekend. Why not come up? We'll make a small party of it Let's see — what about ^ yom father?" "Cut Danny out. I love him, I obey him when he isn't unrea- Peggy Mack, 17, made the weekend frantic. It was her first house party, but she landed like the Marines and took over. Ferdy Lorton,. artist, issued the invitations, then went out to paint pictures and missed half the fun at his own weekend party. Michael Mack, on leave from the Army, learned a little strategy from the kid sister and decided she wasn't so bad after all. and Fd rather see a new face or OUT OUR WAY WHY MOT DO AWAV WITH TH' TIRB SHOP? OUST IMVEMT A THAT \MU_ srr LJCK ATI BE. GO RIGHT BACK AU\_ FOUR.. 7 ATS AL.U A DOG DOE'S— i err A LAUGH OUT OF A DOG OM / TL DOMT TH1KSKSO-- THER-E'S AM IDEA FOR. A. GREAT IWVEMTlOU! TH1MK IF >\ CAR HAD A FLAT AMD STXVOUL.D JUST V2AISE UP AMD VOU COUL.D THE MEANEST SHOP VJHEEU3... \AJHV, . MAM AUVE/ -- IT'S FUMKiV THE IKiVEMTOES J. K. Williams OUR BOARDING HOUSE with Major Hoople sonable, I respect him. But I see him every weekend in the year '"Good," "said Ferdy. "We'll "ask Nigel Monkhouse. Haven't you got a few more sisters in the family?" "There's Peggy, but she's dynamite." "That's the young one T haven't met. What do you mean, dynamite?" "Well she's only seventeen, the kind of poison that puts frogs in your bed and burrs in your py- jamas." Ferdy nodded. "She'll do." "No," said Myra. "My brother has just come home from overseas. We can't go/' "Ask him too. That's three men, two girls. I'll find another girl." "No," said Myra firmly. "No ~n ore weekends for me at your place with any of your social Iriends. Remember the last time. Society and Myra Mack are. like oil and water. They don't mix, even at high temperatures." "All right," said Ferdy. "We'll take peaches and cream. Has she a face worth painting?" Myra sat up. "If you think I am going to go and pick up a strange female to make a Lorton weekend, you're mistaken.'' "But think of Nigel!" "Sorry," said Myra firmly. "Peaches and cream is wrong. I should have said, mascara and lipstick." "I like them both," said Ferdy. "That is, at the proper place and time." • "Exactly," agreed Myra. J'That's just what I meant." 'THAT night at the Mack household in Notre Dame de Grace it was an evening of celebration. Michael Mack, the eldest son, had been overseas for more than a year, and it was not likely that he would have many more leaves before going overseas again with the Third Division. Something had happened to him in that year of absence. He had filled out. There was new firmness to the set of his lips and his eyes were thoughtful. Some of the things he had seen had matured him more than his twenty-three yearsn in Canada. _ Michael had lost none ill of the bantering ways and happy- go-lucky carelessness that his father had tried vainly to cure him of, but he had with it a clear cut self-possession. His dark hair waved thickly from his brow just Y. as gently as it had always done j but there was a fine line drawn \ across his forehead, and bronzed \ cheeks now hollowed slightly gave I him a lean, hard look. Myra, when she first saw him, realized at once" that the boy she had always regarded as "kid brother" had suddenly, swiftly grown up. Peggy, her younger sister, had been not quite sixteen when he had gone overseas, and Michael was obviously just as surprised to see what changes eighteen months had made in her as she was rapt with brother-worship over the changed young man who had come back again. * * * 11/rYRA made no mention of the projected weekend. She had had enough experience with her family to suggest things quietly to each member separate- |j ly rather than drop any proposal, mild or bombshell, into the family circle. She took her sister aside quietly later in the evening and told her what was proposed. Peggy was delighted. She had heard so much about Myra's friend Ferdy | Lorton, and knew his reputation as an artist, but she had-never yet met him and was consumed with curiosity. More important, she had not yet had much opportunity to escape from the family circle. Peggy, as Myra had told Ferdy. was "dynamite." She yearned to meet interesting people and see something of the world beyond school and home and teen-aged friends. She had a healthy curiosity, an idle young lady's penchant for intrigue, irrepressible energy, and a gay beauty that was just the percussion cap these spirited traits needed to set them off. "Fun!" Peggy exclaimed to Myra. And I'll see that it's exciting, too, she added to herself. (To Be Continued) out the lines and business after they take their places on the set. This time the scene was a native ceremony EGAD. NOD REPORTERS O^E-TRACV< OAkPS/^BUTlF ,V\U9T VAMOWjTWE MOTOR / WA.9 WSSING FIRE > AMD ' V> 55N PUTTS T DETECTED OP \F VOU DO O 6V WATER TVAE TAUC.tnV.~~ ALL /UV EDITOR W.WTS To 16 HOW N'OL) 6uE TKW PLAME NOD <3M,OT DOWN OPER PG\\33. BIG WALRUS^ ^COMc DOT MERE AMD POT IN GESM/XM feast following which Costello unknowingly becomes betrothed to the beautiful princess. Costello sat next to the 1 , furiously jealous chief, whom addesses as "Stinker" after ex plaining it means "Great Man: 1 The chief, Leif Erickson, wore a. tall headdress apparently made of enormous pearls, and as they sat down Costello remarked: "That's a nice head of pinjr- pong balls you've got.'' Director Erie Kenton said: "That's funny; we'll use it." The scene-building proceeded. Costello took off his yachting cap. looked around hesitantly, and finally hung it on a spiked shoulder ornament worn by the chief. A number of | onlookers snickered, so that piece of business was included. FEAST FOR A CHIEF After considerable experimentation. the feast was begun with Costello picking up a whole fowl. It was snatched from his teeth i by the chief, who ran his sword | through it and then calmly speared i a fish down the table. The fat comic grabbed a banana and impaled it on the sword too, saying "Here's dessert." When they got. to the wine- drinking part, with Costello knowing his cup was poisoned, he and Erickson went into the old burlesque routine in which each distracts the other's attention while switching the cups. Eventually, by moving the cups but not switching them, Costello got. the chief to the Mickey Finn. "Good- Stinker," he said, placing a the prostrate native's fist. \ Druggist Aids Tire Saving: GIENDALE, Mo. (UP)—Paul and Don Shumate, drug store operators m . in th^s St. Louis suburb, ar? working to save tires. Their store now acts as a clearing house for auto- t mobile owners who want to double ne j up on trips to town. More than a """score of motorists have registered. Heine on the Range Reveille? CAMP ROBERTS. Cal. (UP) — Soldiers in Bugler Jack D. ByrcT outfit- may be in for a litv variety in music at reveille retreat if the Fairdale. Tenn., sol dier's classified ad in the Camj- Roberts Dispatch gets results. Her is the ad: WANTED—Good use guitar. The calendu, a flower, was usec for flavoring soup in the days ol our grandmothers. drink night. lilv ''•', .•'••':--/-^/'s' I _' l ss/;/ • s^tt-X&X&SK Japan has an average of earthquake tremors daily. "We were going to have roast beef and boiled potatoes, .but n rookie drove his tankjhnough the kitchen! 1 *

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