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PAGE FOUR BLYTHEVILLE (ARK.), COURIER NEWS FRIDAY, APRIL 24, 1942 THE BLYf HEVILLE COURIER NEWS THE COURIER NEWS CO H. W. HAINES, Publisher SAMUEL F. NORR1S. Editor Wm B WHTTEHEAD, Advertising Manager Sole National Advertising Representatives: Wallace Witmer Co., NPW York, Chicago. D* f ,-Memphis. .. ... Published Every Afternoon Except Sunday ^Entered *$, second class matter at the post- jfficc at Blytheville, Arkansas, under act ol Congress, October 9, 1917. "'"Served by the United Press. SUBSCRIPTION RATES By carrier In the City of BlytheviUe, I5c per '"Veek or 65c p^r month. By mall, within' a radius ol 50 miles, $3.00 per* year, $1.50 for six months, 75c for three --•months; 'by mail in postal z^es two to six Inclusive, $6.50 per year; in zones seven and eight, $10.00 per year payable in advance. . The Tinning Point J' The".layman' ventures diffidently to advise the expert. This is particularly true when the layman does not know £11 the contributing facts. | We do not make bold to tell the gen- jeralsand the admirals how to win this "war-. We can*say, however, that some- ^vhat more than a hundred thirty mil- Ilion "Americans will be wild with de- llight/when sound strategy permits us "to'carry the war direct to Tokyo, Ber- -*>,;- *" ... •Kn and Rome. "The_Arnichair Strategists of America, unincorporated, are convinced that the axis must be beaten at home. Counter-offensive activities, designed to hamper the Nazis and the Japs in .•Belittle their importance.' But we do hey;.;are_ mere stopgaps. -;farid'••^fapan have spread ; th^rfUntacies over the world, seizing ^ one^putr^ing'":territory after another. ?~We" can't restore peace by arduously ! -recapturing: the lost possessions island • -.by- island. ; ••••"••' "•• .• * " * * We amateurs are convinced that the .way to win this war is to invade Germany and Japan. To the extent that the bombing of Tokyo and other Japanese cities is a ""preliminary step in such an offensive, it may'be said to mark a turning point in World War II. , We, the-lay majority who urge this -boldcourse, have no illusions that it -will be easy. The cost in blood, sweat tears will be beyond anything this &orld.ever yet,has,suffered. But it.. sion of Germany and Japan, We don't envy the brass hats either of those jobs. But we do insist, respectfully, that they must be done at the earliest possible moment. And we hope the bombing of Japan was the first^step toward taking the war to the enemv homelands. Universal War Service President Roosevelt's war manpower commission is an important step in the right direction. It recognizes officially what long has been apparent, that the recruitment of labor for production ranks in this war on full parity with the conscription of manpower for the lighting services. Step by step, slowly but surely, we are approaching the goal of universal war service. The men we need to carry guiis we take, and send them where they will do the most good. The factories we need to manufacture armament and munitions, we commandeer, and tell them what to do. The workers we need to serve those factories we must likewise take, and assign where they can serve most efficiently. It isn't pleasant. There is nothing nice about total war. Those Normandie Fires The prolonged series of damaging fires on the French liner Normandie is becoming scandalous. The third blaze, like the first and second, is described as accidental. The probability of sabotage is discounted. Certainly we have no more evidence of sabotage than has'the government, if as much. But if carelessness once a month did as serious damage to our personal property, a lot of supervisory heads would roll into baskets in short order. SO THEY SAY •'-• i -. jL offensive against either Germany an presupposes the Availability millions of well-trained fighting men. These millions must be provided with ample armament at least as good as the axis possesses—tanks, planes, guns, munitions. v.;,iThe men, the materiel, food, clothing, medical supplies, must be carried fsafely .across thousands of-miles of : submarine-infested ocean, week after week, month after month. This will require a ship tonnage almost beyond - comprehension. We are training the men. We are producing materiel at an ever-increasing tempo. We are building ships probably faster than ocean carriers ever before were turned out. * * * On behalf of the armchair slrateg- • ists, we concede that we laymen can not know exactly at what moment there will be enough men properly trained and adequately equipped, with enough ''.ship tonnage to carry them to battle l 'aM maintain them until victory is won. s ,.;That is for the best generals and ad- 1'inirals to determine, just as they must solve the equally difficult puzzle of selecting the jumping-off places for inva- Let's Get Mad SIDE GLANCES by QtJbrtMi US WHO D\E, COPR. 1542 BY NEA SERVICE. INC. T. M. REC. 0. 5 PAT. OFF "Here, young man, stand up and lei mo measure this across your shoulders—you're jusl about my grandson's ' size." THIS CURIOUS WORLD I cannot tigree with the administration policies under present conditions. I deem it advisable to let the administration alone, if that's what the people want.— Rep. Robert F. Rich, seven-term Republican congressman from Pennsylvania, announcing he would not seek re-. election. s * * * Destruction of freedom always starts— it must start — with destruction of a free press. Until that freedom goes, none of the other freedoms can be assaulted successfully. — War Production Board Chief Donald M. Nelson. * * * If America is not to make the mess of things she did after the last war, we must begin now to study our country's place in the world after the war.— Dr. Walter W. Van Kirk, Federal Council of Churches official. Full co-operation in the rationing of gasoline is of utmost, importance, especially when it i.s realized that American seamen's lives are at stake every time a tanker makes a voyage.—Petroleum Co-ordinator Harold L. Ickes. Man for man. we will outfight our enemies. Factory for factory, we must out-produce them. —Dan A. West, Office of Price Administration official. * * * Victory may bo long in coming if one state has to exhaust its major forces in tdoay's military operations while another harbors its forces for. possible operations at some "indefinite time in the futuic.—Soviet Ambassador Maxim Litvinov. * * * You build them and we'll fly them. Between us we can't be beaten.—Lieut. Edward H. O'Hare. in cable to plane factory workers. [HOMING PIGEONS, THE FIRST | WORLD WAR, DELIVERED A PERCENTAGE. OF THEIEL MESSAGES THAN DID , PLAYS A -MAMA ligate gambling, ridiculous dress,; MLss chase's- current part laziness, ignorance, nepotism and; ,. Now> voyager" isn't a very big a few other little matters. Her Qn ^ •in.hough. it may be bolstered I It is estimated that one out of m ; every six Australian men of military age now is in uniform. observations have the rare advan- i\ bit to Lake advantage of her new ' There are 24.7P,8,000 children in tagc of perspective because Miss literary farae . At this writing, she the schools of Soviet Russia. Chase's trips out here were inter- nasn < L cvcll nac j y me to go through spirsed with work in the New York theater, ventures in radio. foreign" excursions lecture tours. I'm not trying to and American defend Ilka WONT BOTHEK'THE NAVAJO INDIAISKS/ THEY MAKE THEIR. OWN FROAA ROOT.? OP THE ' ms if- 4 Chase against the wrath of Hollywood. Fact is the movie world is too timid and too conscious of its own shortcomings to be wrathful even under vicious criticism. As for Miss Chase's book, it almost certainly will be bid for by most of the studios and bought at a flattering price. The title will be useful, anyway, and there are some 2lements in the text which should make gcod material in a picture. the script, though she did express a flash of typically feminine alarm at the discovery that she appears as the mother of Bonita Granville. "Bonita's only 16, I think." murmured Director Irving Rapper. possible, of Miss Chase, better if you "Wel-1-1-11, it's course,' "But it admitted would be could put in a line somewhere explaining that I married very young. Maybe one of those child brides." I don't know what she'd have said if I'd broken the news that Bonita Granville had a 19th birthday early last February. Save for Victory Have your shoes, tarpaulins and bean sacks repaired at the TRU-BLUK SHOE SHOl' o!6 E. Main St. We buv and trade shoes. Plastering BIythevHIe. Plaster, Stucco, Concrete. Phone 2078 SERIAL STORY FRANTIC WEEKEND BY EDMUND FANCOTT COPYRIGHT. 55«. NEA SERVICE. INC- "ft. M. KEC. U. S. PAT. Ohf. WEXT: lion fast dors a bomb Irr.vel? OOOMATtOH Nl NOSHHiVH • I5y PAUL HARRISON NBA Service Staff Correspondent HOLLYWOOD!—Right, after the publication of Ilka Chase's autobiography. "Past Imperfect," she yot a Hollywood offer of ;i role in the new Bstty Davis picture. "Now. Voyager." Thinking over some of the things she had said about the movie business and its people. Miss Chase asked warily: "Does this mean that they have read my book?" It turned out that the book hadn't anything to do with the mcvic job—at least, directly. The role is that of a smart cosmopolite, and the actress, author and lecturer seemed just right for it. Cnce she arrived. Miss Chase her book, they so far .seem to have read only the two middle chapters in which she mcvic colony. talks Thus, about "Past the Imperfect" is locally regarded as an attack on Hollywood, although it THIS STORY: TVfrjry Mack. 17. arrives for her lirst ivcckcml party \\'nl t Tier s-ixtur Myr.i and l>rot!ier Michael nt the rminlry l»!ni!c of l-'t>rily J.ortiin. uenr .Wnnt- ri-jil. Other siuests nrc the lu-nu- liful Fny It^nsinn and her iicw l)ut already devoied escort. Lieut. A'ifrcl Moiikhnnsr. IVjjjry starts :ui nil-out Klninor ••.-impai^ix untl makes quite :in imnre.ssiou. A MUSICAL EVENING CHAPTER VII HpHAT evening, after their swim and a delicious supper, Ferdyjs guests sat on the wide-screened veranda overlooking a magnificent view that formed sharper and still sharper shadows as the new moon rose over the horizon. Vying light "Fay," said Ferdy. "There is a iano in there. Why not sing to .s?" Fay smiled at him. "Must I?" Ferdy nodded. "Hardly must, iut I think we'd all like it." * * * ^AY looked around at the others "*• and there weie signs that vcryone else was about to join in he persuasion. To avoid it she ose. "Can I tell them? 1 ' said Ferdy. Fay looked down at him and miled. oiew." everything from love and divorce to "society, religion, fashion and the theater. The book woudln't have been an honest effort, she says, if it didn't tell about the things sh? saw and heard in the course of making about a dozen pictures in the past 13 years . SHE SAW PLENTV After all she cited only faults which have been pointed out many times, and more bitterly, by others—such as selfishness, cruel- found that although a great many . Hollvwoodsmen mav have bought ty. stupidity, isolation, creed, prof- OUT O.TJH WAY OM,THtS is AWFUL! . WO^KIW JUS' TH\WK\w ON MAY BE wow MUCH I WAS HELPIW' MY COUMTRY-- NiOVvi VOL) GOT / IM MEM \M-\O DOMB ATHIN^O TO YOU? By J. K. Williams OUR BOARDING HOUSE with Major HE'S SONAE KIWD OF OBJECTOR SO THEY "PUT HlW\ OtO -A MACY-MWE TMAT EVERYBODY ELiSE. f5\F5E W\S NNAGOM ? OH,THEM KAMD OF cSUYS-.-THEY CAM'T BEAR.TO BE INS \T ANV DOMT T>O WAR I THEY CAW'T WORK - - BUT HE \ STAKiD TO BE WOM'T STAY THERE \ OUT OF IT--- HE'S AU_ AROUMD / HE'e BEEW TO KAAKE. AUl. HiS UFE WH1UE 5OME BODY ELSE HELD TB'BUUJ X DONi<T GET B^RB WOUNDS A TENDHR. SPOT/^^TO TrAlNK T OTY'6. LEAO1MG W/XR \NiDUSTR_V BY 6HOOT1MG DOWrA /X PL(\r4E PULL OP AND MM REWARD 16 A C[4EI\P M.EDM Tl4P\T WILL G/XTUHQ. RUST, AMD A C/XN\PAs\GNi SPEECH 6V PARASITICAL A\P\VOR /—' DO T14EN FORGET \ME UER.OES MOST EW . ._ ^*f^J^""~ " ' ' $&i\-' OU614T TO BE CM HORSE FOR A SCULPTOR > 80T HERE SOU AR.E WlDlMG LL MONiOR, KO PROFIT •= actually is the story of Ilka Chase streamed softly to them from the and her outspoken reactions to | room behind, almost full open to the broad porch through a system of sliding panels of. Ferdy's design. His Aunt Belinda was knitting lor the Navy and Myra for the Army. The two sat together sharing the same light from the lounge room behind them, the industrious click of their needles strikingly out of place in the lazy night. Both the soldiers had brought tropical shorts and shirts of khaki, und were as cool as the tall glasses by their sides. Fordy was irrepressibly untidy, faithful to a very old and worn pair of flannel trousers, and breaking iri a striped cotton jersey that for him was ' comparatively new, having been faded by only one summer of sun Peggy, with one leg flung ovei the arm of a low wicker chair was playing her Bohemian parl well. She wore a frock with r bright bodice shirred at the wais! and a full peasant skirt not overly long, even in. a short-skirted season. The dress was loosely open at the throat and striking in coloi —a rust-red background splashed with bold colors in a native design. Fay. by comparison, was coo and reserved. She wore a whit cotton dress sparsely patterned with blue navy motifs, neatly col lared snd high-buttoned to th neck. In comparison, too, she wa very quiet. The men smoked and the eve ning promised to pass as a quic prelude to a placid weekend until Peggy's leg swung like a storm over the arm of her \varning chair. "Let's do something," she said suddenly. 44 \Vc are doing something," said Myra. "Knitting!" exclaimed Peggy and there was a world of contemptuous expression in her voice. 'Ferdy grinned. "I've got a surprise for you." Toggy's face broke into an an- icipatory smile. aid. 'Goody!" she I thought everyone "Not in Montreal," said Ferdy. 'I gathered you had kept it fairly quiet." Fay Ransom left the veranda tnd went into the room with the eyes of the two soldiers icllow- ng her. "Fay Ransom." began Ferdy, "is icr real name. Her stage name is Jay Randall." Peggy j.-at up as if shot. "What? Is she honestly Gay Randall?" "Exactly," grinned Ferdy. Myra looked at him calmly. "I knew there was something about her that didn't fit into that office." "But.. .but..." exclaimed Peggy. "I've got records by her! She was singing with Johnny White's band at the As tor in New York. What's she doing here?" At that moment the soft notes of the piano drifted out to the veranda. Then a song by Grieg began to float from the room on a voice that held those who sat outside quiet and still. It had a low, gentle quality, as though each note of the song reflected perfectly the will and feeling of the Then came Peggy's irrepressible whisper. "But why is she here?" "Why shouldn't she be?" asked Ferdy, to whom it was quite immaterial whether his guests came from the pinnacles of show business or from an office desk. "But, I mean, why isn't she in New York?" "Shut up," said her brother abruptly. She subsided again in ferment of curiosity. She leaned over to Ferdy. "I can sing!" she whispered. "Can you?" said Ferdy's eyebrows. She nodded eagerly. "I'd give anything to get into show business!" TVHE song ended, a lovely song fitting perfectly into a summer evening with the air already cooling over the tree-tops. A moment later Fay came through the door. Both Michael and Nigel sat up suddenly. "Please sing some more," they said almost in unison. ' She shook her head. "Someone else's turn." Ferdy laughed. "Peggy sings." '•Who said so?" asked Myra. "I can so," replied Peggy quickly. Then she turned to Fay. "Remember the 'No' song you recorded last ic one Sherwin After the song was finished there was a silence. Then Peggy cried out. irreverently: "Swing something!" A laugh came from inside. "Sorry. Not here." Peggy relapsed in disappointment and the voice began again. this time a song by Schubert. The audience listened quietly. The two soldiers appeared to be deep in thought. In both their minds there came the same thought. Before she was Fay Ransom, a very attractive girl and accessible to any man who could hold her. Now she was a celebrity, who had sung in New York with one of the best-known dance bands, who had had radio contracts on famous programs, whose name was a legend among that vast number of girls who envied her success. In other words, she had suddenly leapt to some impossible pedestal where ordinary men could not reach her. wrote specially for you? I can imitate you in thai." "Come on then," said Fay. "I'll play it for you." The two soldiers slumped into their scats and resigned themselves to it. THc piano- broke into a ripple of notes. Then came a husky, slow voice swinging one of last year's most popular songs. "They're kidding," said Myra. "That's Fay!" "Not. at all." Ferdy lookin into the room. "That is your little The t\vo gloomy soldiers sat up with new interest. A look oC amazement crossed Michael's face as he looked across to Myra. "That's a new one on me," he "Wait until you've heard it a.s often as I have." said Myrn. "She puts that record on up in her room about sixty times a night and practices with it. We've all been looking for it for weeks to break it, but she hides it too well.'' Peggy ran back to the veranda and Fay followed her. "How was that?" asked Peggy unabashed. "Pretty good.'' said Ferdy. "in spite of what your family thinks about it. Has she got a voice, Fay?" Fay laughed. "She has," she replied. To Be Continued)

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