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PAGE FOUR BLYT1IEV1LLE (ARK.) COURIER NEWS FRIDAY, MAY 22, 1942 THE BLYTHEVILLE COURIER NEWS THE COURIER NEWS CO. H. W. HAINES, Publisher SAMUEL P. NORRIS, Editor Wm. R. WHITEHEAD, 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 tlw 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 Blytheville, 15c per week,, or 65c per month. By mail, within a radius of 50 miles, $3.00 per ye<T $150 for six months, 75c for three months;'by mail in postal zDnes two to six Inclusive, $6.50 per year; in zones seven ana eight $10.00 per year payable in advance. Democracy Makes Good In the supreme test of total war, democracy is proving it can produce the goods. We were slow about deciding what we wanted to do. That was because we decided for ourselves instead of permitting some Hitler, Mussolini or Stalin to tell us what we thought. \Ve were slow in getting under way because, being democrats, we do nut like to light, had not thought much about the matter, and at first set oin- sights too low. But once circumstances, aided by Japanese treachery, awakened us to the sordid facts of international life, we started doing such a job as no other nation, could even approach. A :million dollars is pin money today!- We talk of government expenditures in terms of billions even in peace times."We appropriate for war at the rate of 40 or 50 billion dollars a year. Perhaps, then, the fact that we now are paying out about $132,000,000 a day to finance this war isn't as impressive as it should be. . Let's not think of it as so much money.' Let's visualize it in terms of ships "and tanks, planes and guns, powder/and bullets, jeeps and scout cars and '•': khaki-colored trucks—war paraphernalia we weren't trying to manufacture-three-years ttgo and arc making achieved thus far. We can, however, and we should, realize that Hitler was screwy when he thought the American democracy wouldn't be able to bury personal, partisan, racial and class antagonisms enough to produce the goods. More Power to Them the railroad shop Through their In the midst of the self-seeking, complaining and chiseling which pockmarks a generally creditable war effort, it is good to run across the story of workers. unions—which are noil INT A. F. of L. nor (J. i. O. but set an example the big boys might note— these craft workers have agreed to do government war work on their present *t8-hour wu.-k basis, at their current pay seales. —sfvoum These workingmi'M might have demanded \iie iienelit of the Walsh-Ilea- Icy Act's -10-hour week, and pay at the higher hourly rates. They saw no reason" for sticking I'nele Sam just because others have found him a good-natured easv mark. SIDE GLANCES Oh, Oh! Here's Where I Get Blamed Again!" Is He or Auii He? Now- IA'OH Henderson says he didn't tell a CoiiiiTossionul Committee he favors i'reexJntf wages as u part ol' the anti-inflationary plan, lie merely LITK- ed "stabili'/ation." Mr. Henderson's' boss and mentor, the I'resident, aiso stops short with "stabilization," whatever that may mean. The price char's disclaimer came after there had been speculation whether he was exceeding Mr. liooscvelt's speed limit. They must have been a dumb lot of eonjrressmen who understood thai Mr. Henderson was for freezing, when really he WHS talking about, "stabilization." Or wi-ren'i they? What docs Leon really think, among us girls? COPR. 19-12 BY NEA SERVICE. INC. T. M. REG: U. S. PAT. OFF. I If We started in 1939 with an industry devoted exclusively to civilian needs. Insignificantly^^er^and there, we made a'feW tons : 3 6|^pf§^, a -few," thou- sancfi'l-ifles, ' S - .f^fc^Kuhdreu fighting planes. For many of the things reciuir- ed^fey a modern soldier we did not even possess blueprints. \ Iii' less than three years wje have so completely/reorganized our. jiiiclustritil setup that in 1942 we will vmake al- mb'sfc as,-great a value of waif goods as we produced, in 1932 and 1933, of commodities to service the entire American nation! While we. are finding fault with Washington for its confusion and failures of leadership, with capital and labor and farmers for their selfishness and shortsightedness, let's not forget the positive side of the balance sheet. We have multiplied our plane production 24 times, so that with Henry Ford's new plant operating we, alone-, will be making more aircraft than all the axis nations combined. We arc building this year as many cargo ships as the total we possessed Jan. ], 1941. We are turning out tanks, at last, as fast as we can use them. * * * But because we went to work so hit-.' and so slowly, it would be fatal to become overly encouraged by the super- colossal job of production we h a v e "My husband would simply be losl in this ph can'l even fix a leaky fuuccH" lant—IK THIS CURIOUS WORLD By William Ferguson l utililY The ;urc Unit Hitler put upon lain, lo force Pierre Laval hack upon "unoccupied" France, may be jud.wd from the quotation attributed io in*" aged chief of state by an American correspondent to the..London Daily Telegraph: "T couldn't bear the man (Laval). Physically, even, he was repulsive. . . . He was selling France bit by bit." "The French people arc behind me and never will I let the Germans make me lake Laval back into the government. Never!" That is how Retain is said to have felt last January. Rut Hitler held the whip hand and Laval came back. To wbat avail? Ask Hitler today, as he hesitates whether to kick Laval out ;md install some more effective quisling—as he wonders whether any traitor cuuid force France to collaborate. on the cheek, and in the fifth he kicks her—hard. In the sixth reel, which hasn't been filmed yet, she throws a rock at him. At home evenings. Miss O'Hara is practicing throwing rocks. Metro—"20,000 Not Touch." Volts, Please GAKF1KLD AS GERSHWIN COPR. 19*2 BY liEA SERVICE. INC. T, M. REG, U. 5. PAT. OFF. & 'OISON IVV \S NOT A MODERN SCOURGE / CAPTAIN JOHN SMITH ENCOUNTERED IT ON ARRIVING IN "AMERICA, AND WROTE: IN POETRY, A DASH IS A PAUSE/' SAVS A\RS. A. 1 IOHNSON, UTAH. John Cfarfield has been chosen for the George Gershwin role in the musical built on the life of the Jerry Bergen says heaven must late composer. Another non-musical be a place where, when an actor ; actor playing a musician is Cesar talks about himself, other actors Romero. He's represented as the listen.. .Topical double - billing: pianist in Glenn Miller's band in "Song of the Islands—Call Out the | "Orchestra Wife," and before that -f I Marines.".. .Signs about town: On he banged the ivories in "Happy bicycle at Paramount—"Police j Landing" -and in "Wife, Husband Dept., Please Do Not Take." On j and Friend." a telephone in the music depart- j * menfc at RKO—"Nobody allowed to j Jean Hers holt use this phone." On the doormat; job—a series of Do Actor Philip Dorn has been short- waved to Hollanders and Dutch Colonials.. .Two of Movietown's most distinguished directors, Wil- has a new \vaJ* shortwave broad- the 20th-Fox hospital—"Wcl- ! casts in Danish addressed to the liam Wyler and Major Prank Capra, are working on a short documentary film dealing with negroes in the Army. Intoxicated Cyclist Jailed ST. LOUIS (UP)—Warner Eaton, St. Louis Negro, was fined $50 and sentenced to 15 days in the workhouse for riding a bicycle while intoxicated. On 'a power conduit at people, of conquered Denmark. _And few., hours. SERIAL STORY CARIBBEAN CRISIS BY EATON K. GOLDTHWAITE The flower of the largest of the callas, or amorphophallus Utanu.m, of the Malay islands, lasts only' a COPYRIGHT. 1942. NEA. SERVICE. INC. Thr :prr!;H-ir <,| thousands of citi/.ens clani- oriiu-. for unlimited pis rationing cards for non- r:-:;cnli;ii drivnu:. and getting them, is a clis- knn.v u,-th:> .• nini cl' crnial sharing for victory. PiYMdcnt Jo.;rph Curran of National Maritime Union. * * * .-ill c(;mprllo(i thp.sc days to we do by what the boys on idiii'.:.—War Production Chief NEXT: The powerful squash plant. * HARRISON IN HOLLYWOOD icals will make continue. it impossible to 1 thin!; \\? \\\\- mriu.utT rvcrvtiu'ir; thr firing iino :uv Don;ikt M. Nrlsciii. Ky PAUL HARRISON , and mailing of pictures. NKA Sot-vice Staff Correspondent The war has solved the problem HOLLYWOOD.-Stiulio fan mail'without embarrassment to anyone, departments and individual stars The scarcity and probable rationing have been sending out an estimated i ^ photographic paper find chcm- weekly total of 20,000 autographed photos. But it's all over now, except for the small surplus stocks of pic-1 v * ROUGH ROMANCE When Maureen O'Hnr.i [irst was years to discourage the collectors \ cast opposite Tyrone Power in "Thr of autographed portraits, since there' Black Swan," she confided happily was no profit involved or any real ! thai he always had been her t'avor- bcnetit to 'the movie business. In it.c romantic actor. Their scenes\ most, rases, players have forced to take care of their tures already printed. Some of the .studios have tried lor been in the production, though, are) own i something lews than amorous. In fan mail and photo requests, often i the first reel she's knocked down hiring -<\ couple of secretaries and cvcn renting pen;;es 25-cent an office. The bv her favorite romantic actor. In the second, he picks her up and always far exceeded the j drops heron the floor. In (lie third' fees asked to cover ca>t i reel she kisses him, but he bites her THD STOIIY—l-'oiir visHors nr- rive :it :i Dulrh AVest Indian island to <>c»r:i|)I:c-nU- thv life of Hill Tal< - o<f. *vlio is linishi:ijr si.v yearn tiere :«s 1>r:im*li mnii^frtr for rin American eli«"niiral lirm. T!icj" nre scy. Hill's successor; :m auditor, ivlio ituniedintely arouses Hill of n lar.icc shortiipjc in IM.H account*: jllacOowoll. n dc<cr<ive J>rou:;Ii< to take RiM buck to the S»1a1c.s if any irreRtilnrilT -<Ter« fr-.Tind. nrtA .Mine I'aleraon. licanti- fttl eo»j.sin of ilill'.H former roommate. Aivakeueif liy shouts on licr first iif^''* J'< *he islruid. .hsne jroes to the iloek to limi a. renc^atlc ^kipI^e^ tryinpr to land two smupr- jrled refiitrerH 4>n tlie Islam) from Jii<* sehooncr. AVlieii Mar!>oivell tries to interfere, one of the sklp- lier'K men fell.s litm with a blackjack. if * if REFUGEE VISITORS CHAPTER VIII TUNE PATERSON'S hand was " raised to her mouth as it in attempt to recapture ihc- outcry that had revealed her presence The silly bag was at her feet and thus .she stood, a lovely, frightened girl outlined in the glow of n searchlight. Captain Jackson's scowl was swiftly erased; a startling white grin made a gash in iis great hands. Sebastien, clutching his injured arm, kicked iciously and accurately at a fallen man. who was attempting to rise. Only Bill Talcott did not move. Whether bewildered or frightened, he stood stockstill, lifting not a finger to assist Halsey. Talcott's face was devoid of expression, his eyes blank, his arms at his side. "Back, all of you!" Halsey shouted, leveling the pistol. "Talcott, pull yourself together! You, Jackson, get these men aboard and get out of here. I warn you, I'll fire at the slightest disobedience!" There was one coming over the side with a knife in his teeth. Unhesitatingly Halsey fired. The knife man yelled in pain, scrambled hastily back to the deck. seems to have been. Now, what about these passengers you have?" ij: * * TN answer, the heads of a man and a woman appeared over the side. The woman, Jane Paterson saw in that swift moment, was dark with the throbbing beauty of foreign lands. Her skin was clear ivory and her eyes were great dark pools of fear. The man who followed her was a most remarkable creature. He possessed a tremendous quantity of hair that must have been dyed, and his eyes were hidden behind thick-lensed glasses that gave his round face the appearance of an orange hiding behind automobile headlights. He was shaking violently. A word of protest-was on Tal- lips but Halsey ignored him. AS for * the fellow in black his dark face and his fleeted inner fires. eyes re- OUT OUR WAY I I WA9 JUST WAITIM' ! i-EE. HIM TAUE -"- * - OF F VJHUT THEV DOlM'i" TM OFF TH SHELF SO / OLD T HEY / HAV BEEM OUT OF TH' G TOO LONJG TO COME IT AT MY AGE; r SOM E 5O HETL HAVE TO TKl-\P~ HE' VV £ E V E Rv Vs M L" W. BL3T T'S 6EST R2R.COT- TEM MOW.' THE SHELF ROBBERS By j. II Williams OUR BOARDING HOUSE with Major Iloople NOW, GLADSTONE,OLD BOY, YOU JUST 9IT T\6VAT INTVAE ROBOT'5 WEAD, ANJD VV'WEN UNCLE BULGY COME su^, SPEAK YOUR PIECE/—WE'S'ALNM AYS BLOVNJ- Wl<b WORM ABOUT WOW BRAM& WE IS -~~ GO WWEM UE WEARS ROBOT TALK , VlB*LU GEE IF REALLY WARDSOILED OR 3UST A ON5H- ^ I OLX3WT TO 6TOP Tf-U6 TO tftc THE- OLO BON'S w UPPER PLATE M FROM. POPPING ££ OUT, BUT X IT'S TKE- RON/ER BOY IM ME./ "CarcunboT he said softly. tl An' I thought thees one I 'ave xvas beautiful! Senorita, you .'ave thee suitcase. You wish passage, no? You want get away i'rom here, no?" He leaped down from the cabin roof, strode forward rapidly. "Juan! Take the Senorita's bag! Pro/ito. fools. Theenk we '<nvc all night?" The girl stood transfixed, staring in terror at the prone figure of MacDowell. A moment before he had been a staunch, trustworthy figure, armed with a pistol, belligerent, aggressive, Now he was deathly still, a rivulet of blood coursing down his neck. "No! 1 ' she cried violently. "No, I don't want to go away—" The attacker whose blackjack had so quickly subdued MacDowell was attempting to wrest the bag from her fingers when Leonard Halsey galvanized to life. With a low growl he rushed, lowering his shoulder so that the man called Juan was sent reeling backward into the oncoming Caplain Jackson. The action was swift and the impact solid, and the swarthy, swaggering skipper fell backward, twisting in desperate attempt to save himself. The shotgun had him off balance; its butt struck the pier with a resounding thwack and the roar of its discharge blasted heavenward. Perilously close, that fury of shot and fire had been. Then event followed event in confusing swiftness. Halsey scooped up MacDowcll's pistol. The huge j native Tomas moved with tlie •speed of light, ppturing Juanjn • IX Tomas' hands; a single thin dry scream had. come from his lips. Only once it sounded and then he was quite limp. As if he were a bag of nitrate, Tomas j tossed him aboard with a mighty thrust; moved to the next, picked him up and slung him to the ship's deck and thus with the last until of the schooner's crew only Jackson remained on. the pier. The swagger was gone from the dark skipper. His face was livid with fear, his eyes riveted on the gun in Halsey's hand. "Don't shoot me," he begged. "Don't shoot—" Talcott was coming over. Head down, legs spread, anger supplanting the blankness in his eyes. "Halsey," Talcott said in a cold, unnatural voice, "it wasn't necessary to shoot that man. I'm still in charge here, and while I'm boss there'll be no gun play on Abas. Put that pistol away." Halsey's mouth gaped in astonishment. "Have you lost your mind?" he gasped. Talcott shrugged. "There's been too much noise already. I'm surprised the natives aren't on our ears by this time. You know how much chance we'd stand." "But your foreman, Sebastien "Sebastien was knifed," Talcot said calmly. "Knives make no noise. It was Jackson's idea to scare us by firing that first shot He doesn't appreciate, or care what we're up against on thi island. But you should. So pu the gun away." Hardness settled on Halsey' face. "Of all the fools," he grunt ed. Swinging, he jabbed the pisto in Jackson's side. "I'll see tha the authorities hear of this, Mr Jackson. I'm the new manage here and you won't find me a easy to get along with a» Talco "I understand you have papers?" Halsey asked briskly. The woman nodded abjectly. Halsey glared at the schooner's master, and hurriedly Jackson searched; found a stained, dirty envelope in his hip pocket, passed it over. "Open it up and read the contents," Halsey ordered June 5 aterson. Dawn was flooding the sky when, in the light of a pier lamp, une Paterson opened the en- elope. Uppermost was a passport issued in the name of Martha wenson and the photograph it sore was an excellent likeness of ic woman. The other was for ^rofessor Albert Constantine, fol- owed by a list of degrees, and its photo too seemed authentic enough to identify the strange ittle man. "These seem to be in order," she announced. Halsey nodded. "Good. We'll icar their stories later. Do you have luggage?" In answer two suitcases came lurtling over side to crash on the Having asked and received the answer that these were all, Halsey prodded the deflated skipper aboard his vessel. Not a word was spoken as the schooner's auxiliary moved the dirty gray hull away into the cobalt sea. On the pier, MacDowell groaned suddenly and sat up. Halsey leaned down and expertly scanned the detective's wound. June Paterson \vatched, marveling at Halsey's calm efficiency; watched, too, with open contempt as Talcott stood ineffectually by. in stature; already Sebastien and black Tomas were regarding Halsey with the faithful eyes of dogs. Dully she wondered if what had been intimated about Talcott might not after all be true. (To Be Continued)

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