The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas on May 23, 1942 · Page 4
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Blytheville, Arkansas
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Saturday, May 23, 1942
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PAGE FOUR BLYTHEVILLE. .(ARK.) COURIER NEWS SATURDAY, MAY 23, 1942 THE BLYTHEVJLLE COURIER NEWS THE COURIER NEWS CO. H.VW." HAINES, Publisher SAMUEL P,' NORRIS, Editor : R. WHTTEHEAD, Advertising: Manager • SOJrUttiorial Advertising Representatives: WalUc* ; Witmer Co^ New* Yorki Chicato, ttoit,- Atfcnta, Memphis; • - >. Published Every Afternoon Except Sunday Entered as second class • matter at tiv« 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 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 payafele' in advance. Grim Fads " Let no amount of' wishful thinking deceive you. Next only to shipping, the rubber shortage is the most tragic bottleneck facing this nation today. In one respect, the rubber situation • is even grimmer than the maritime. We are on the way to solving our shortage of ships. Jf we have not quite turned the corner, we are about to, but the alarming deficiency in rubber remains a major problem. Our vaunted industrial capacity depends; more than the layman realizes even yet, upon use of the automobile, which in turn hinges upon rubber for tires: Take away our tires, immobilize our automobiles and we bring creeping paralysis upon the marvelous plant which we have builded and converted to supply the anti-Hitler world with armament and munitions. * * * Rubber is utterly essential to the task remaining before us of destroy ing the ability of totalitarianism* to attack democracy.. Yet 97 per cent of the rubber we use came from Malaya and the Dutch East Indies, seized by Japan. We raise, at home, hardly enough of the gum to make a month's supply of hot water bottles. The American people stubbornly resist these brutal facts, and grab at , every item of false hope they can find. Such items are unfortunately common. There are literally scores of potential sources of rubber right at home. . Day after day, enthusiasts report that they can extract rubber from some hitherto unpublicized source. Sure they can. Anything that can be fermented to make alcohol is a potential source of rubber. But that is incompetent, immaterial and irrelevant, to use our favorite le• gal objection. Petroleum, of which we have relatively unlimited supplies, will produce synthetic rubber better, quick• er, more cheaply than the alcohol-producing plants. There is no problem there. **•" .* * The difficulty is one of plant. Presently we are making synthetic rubber at the rate of 40,000 tons a year. By a supreme effort, the capacity of. existing plants can be tripled to produce 120,000 tons a year. The Army will gobble that'up and still be starved. We have 455,000 tons' in the stockpile. This can be raised to almost 600,000 tons by dilution with reclaimed used rubber. That still is less than a year's consumption. We can and will construct plants to make more synthetic, but every such plant diverts steel, manpower, and other items needed to build the immediate implements of war. Let's get wise to the facts of life. When vte wear out our present lires, we will stop using: our cars. We have all there is. There won't be any more ior/ a long time, for civilians. For Powder, Not Tires The £rain farmers, who would like to see surplus- wheat and corn used in the war effort; are "misdirecting their efforts. They ought' to shoot at the munitions end, not at rubber. Scientists working on the rubber problem tell us that short of a miracle petroleum will always beat grain as a source of synthetic rubbery because the process is more direct: But grain is an ideal source of alcohol, now being made from molasses at the cost of sugar rationing for the public. Nobody yet has given a convincing reason why we can't make the alcohol for United' Nations' munitions out of grain, freeing the sugar for heat-producing 1 food. We Hope Its True There is nothing' we-would'rather believe than that the switch in war production policy is based'-upon official belief that we may be able to end the war in 1942. But "they" forgot to put rose-colored glass into.our spectacles. Careful reading of" world news suggests another explanation, less pleasant but perhaps more realistic. That is that the change-over is designed to stop those continual reversals, resulting from a "too little and too late" policy. Instead of expecting to • win in 1942, perhaps we are seeking to assure that we can take the offensive in 1943 in order that we may- win in 104'!' or 1945. SIDE .GLANCES COPO. 1942 BY NEA SERVICE. INC. T. M. REC. U. S. PAT. OFF. The Race Is Not Always to the Swift "I'wish you knew a foolproof camouflage so 1 could sneak in-without the folks knowing whal time I got home!" THIS CURIOUS WORLD By William Ferguson Henderson Is Right Price Czar Leon Henderson's letter to little Carol Joan Mercer of Los Angeles, deserves careful reading by adults. '•'It is-not necessary for you or your brother or anyone else to give up the use of sugar," he wrote. "There is enough sugar for all of us if 1 it is shared properly. A proper amount of sugar in our diets is a nutritional necessity, and we must keep ourselves* physically n'tto-win the war." The half pound a week'allowance was fixed as the amount which would care adequately but without waste for the human body's sugar requirement. It" should be used. SO THEY SAY We must show now by positive ncLs of collaboration wilh nations of like' mind that we arc prepared to shoulder our full share of responsibilities for building a belter world— Secretary of State Oordell Hull. * * * A needless restriction in some city building code may delay our production of certain weapons just enough to cruise some of our boys to lose a battle they Would have won.— War Production Chief Donald M. Nelson. * * * We would like to have tarried and watched the later developments of Tire and explosion. but. even so, we were fortunate to receive a fairly detailed report from the' excited Japanese radio broadcasts. — Brig. Gen. James H. Doolittle, after receiving Congressional Medal of Honor for leading air raid on Japan. * * * Every candidate for the Senate and House. to be elected, must be able to convince the voters that his election will assist in bringing the war to an early and successful conclusion.— Gov. Dwight Griswold of Nebraska. GROWING SQUASH PLANT HAS" BEEN KNOWN' TO RAISE A WEIGHT OF FE ATM E RSTO N, LEXINGTON, KENTUCKY, WAS CURIOUS" AS TO WHEN AND HOW HE BROKE HIS WATCH CRYSTAL., AND WHV IT CRACKED IN THE FORM OF A ABSOLUTE over the actor, who stood there; hctshots. The fact that he's sup-1 of course, they represent dream- sputtering in a shower of champagne, lobster, dressing and steaming vegetables. ON HALL HERO The title of the picture is "In- isible Agent." and that will ex- lain a lot to fans who recall Univcrsal's previous comic melo- ramas based on the fantastic as- umption of invisibility. Jon Hall s the person who has been grant- cl the phantom power. Nominally he main character, he actually JEWELER.S FOUND EXPANSION! DID IT, CAUSED BY PLACING A COLD WATCH IN A WARM POCKET. T. M. REC. U. S. PAT. OFF. ANSWER: Absolute zero is approximately minus 4CO degrees Fahrenheit. NEXT: Alabama's sea, serpent. * HARRISON IN HOLLYWOOD posed to be naked, since the drug ; fulfillment for imaginative fans, doesn't work on inanimate mate- I ft!K l t\\\ the customers are inter- rial such as clothing, privides i estecl in the startling trick effects some comedy and a few rather' obtained by the camera wizards. racy situations during his dealings \ All sorts of things are shown hap- with Miss Massey, a British spy. GREAT FISH HOOKS They fall in love, of course, and she rescues him when the Messrs. j pening without apparent human aid. Bromberg, Sic Nearly 200,000.000 money or- Cedric Hardwicke j tiers are issued annually by the and Peter Lorre are hot on his i U. S. Postoffice Department, train. Lorre, a Japanese, is aware j — of Hall's presence, and in one se- ! It requires at least a year to ppears in only a few sequences, j quence he captures the invisible j train carrier pigeons for the work The war lends to the j agent in a . big net from which I cf transporting news photographs. tory because Hall is able to frolic j dangle hundreds of fish hooks! j . mseen around Berlin, filching vi- AH this sounds pretty silly, but j Puerto Rico produces approxi- al secrets veganlins Hitler's war j the movies dealing with invisibil- mately 30,000.000 sal Ions of mo-' J plans and playing tricks on axis ity make a lot of money. Partly.' lasses annually. SERIAL STORY, CARIBBEAN CRISIS BY EATON K. GOLDTHWA1TE COPYRIGHT. J942. NEA SERVICE. INC. . I*Y PAUL HARRISON N T EA Service Staff Correspondent HOLLYWOOD—Blond Ilona Massey. elegant and shapely in a cloth- of-gold gown, sat at a richly laden table for two and wrinkled her pretty nose with faint amusement and distaste. She and blue coat. He ' was still daubing, and then standing back and critically eyeing his work, when Director Edwin Mar in said. "Okay. let's shoot it.'' Two prop men lay under the table and grasped its legs. Bromberg sat down so that the smeared part of his uniform wasn't visible as Bill Tal- might have to the camera. As he raised a the rest of the company were watching her companion of the moment—a roughly dressed proper- i forkful of salad an unseen force ty man who had dipped a hand 1 seemed to strike his hand and in the bowl of mayonaise and now ! dashed it against his face. With was smearing the tablecloth on the solicitous murmurings. Miss Mas- side that hung over his lap. j sey went to his aid with a napkin. He then went over to J. Edward and a moment later Bromberg Bromberg, resplendent in Nazi unifcnn. and wiped some mayonnaise on the lower front of the grew amorous and tried to paw her. At this, the table rose into the air and spilled, its contents all OUT OUR WAY MOVE UP THERE", YOU GUVS/ 1 WAS TOLD TO WAIT HERE FER.THE. vou've BEE.W TOO BRAVE — YOU GOT TO GIVE CUT EARLY TO GET A SEAT A ARMY AMBULAWCE f DOKYT WORRY THOUGH, BUDDY—THEY GIVE. YOU TIME TO KETCH UP.' YOU AIKJ'T PUT DOWK> AS A DESERTER. FERTEM DAYS/ MOVE UP THERE I *M •' GV . TH\RfTY YEA£S TOO By J. R. Williams OUR BOARDING HOUSE with Major Hoopla GREAT CAESAR t v» ROBOT SPtAV<- \* NO/ IT i-y DO MY M OVAjVE^ TIN no TALK •*~ OR 16 TMAT DRAM OF APPLEJACK PL^NIMG MB FAL^ BIRD IN ROSOT'G HEAD THK STORY—Four visiiors nr- rivr :ir :i Dutch \\Vst Imlhiii isinml to compile:! te tin* lilY of Hill T:il< - ott, wlio is Unishiiip: six ye:ir.«» Ilic-fir :is brunch ni;m:i;cer for an Ainerii-nii i-lieiiiu-:) I Hriu. They nre 3F:il.s<->", Kill's successor: :m auditor, who Imtiu'<li:i t c/ly :icc:usc.s Hill of :i !:ir?ri! sliort:st;e in his accounts; MiirDowHl, a ili-rcctivc brought t«> takr Uill linnk to the SJ:st»-s if :iny irregularity -were found, :iml .Juno i'atvrson, hcnuti- liil cousin of Still's form err rotmi- iua{c. .At ilaivii iwo more vi.sitor.i zirrlvi*, Orjiosi toil I»y :i siuu^^lii'K sUiyper after n tiprht in which ItlarDovroll is ivnumlcd and HnLscy routs the skipper. * * * EVE OF DEPARTURE <, CHAPTER IX TNEXPLICABLE -*- cott's actions seemed to June Paterson, they \vere the direct and simple result of a combination of circumstances which, in the space oC half a day, changed the course o£ his life. For link by link about him was being woven a chain. Twist and struggle as he might, the thing only bit deeper into his flesh", throttled his spirit, threatened not alone his freedom of movement but his mental balance as well. It is true that in questioning Halsey's orders and resenting his presence he had acted with ill grace, scarcely in the manner of one upon whom responsibility had rested for six long years. But therein, where lay his greatest strength, was also his greatest weakness. Believe as he might that he wanted to be clear of Abas Island, wanted to put behind him its smell and filth and oppressive heat, one uncompromising fact remained. For six however long and lonely years they might have been, Bill" Talcott had been monarch of a tiny kingdom. His subjects \vere a half-thousand natives; his chancellor Scbaslien. That he had ruled fairly and justly, that lie had acquitted his responsibility with honor and measurable success was no longer a matter of moment. He was being deposed, kicked out; it was not an Abdication. For him there were no banquets, no poet laureate to sing his virtues. He was being forced out under suspicion. Manufactured out of whole cloth though they might be, the circumstances were sufficient to ruin him. Halsey was no coward and he •was no fool. He had shown that clearly enough in handling the refugee smuggler. He had done so well that already black Tomas and Sebastien wore looking upon him as a kind of super being; even June Paterson's eyes became starry as she inspected the rangy, lantern-jawed new manager. What were Halsey's private 'thoughts about the guilt or innocence of Bill Talcott? Halsey xvas a Federal Chemical man. His life was routine, his blood was- business. To him Plant Number Six was just a job, Bill Talcott just a plant manager being relieved. Bill Talcott knew, as surely as he knew that there were sharks in Anegada Passage, that loss of his head would bring the end. His personal feelings must not control him; whatever cause he might have to suspect Halsey of intrigue, however much he might resent the' new man's calm, efficiency in supplanting Mm, he must fight to keep his mind clear so that his powers of observation would not be dulled. For Talcott had come to realize that only by ceaseless watchfulness could he survive. chuckled. No matter how badly off he might be, he was in better shape than MacDowell. "Welcome to Abas," he chuckled aloud, and June Paterson, turning at his words, stared coldly. Over a hastily assembled breakfast, the newest arrivals relaxed somewhat. First audience by any right belonged to the woman, and after having reiterated that she was Martha Sxvenson, she told of her escape from Norway. an imposing array of bottles, and already a strange assortment of pills of various colors and shapes had been chased down his throat with several glasses of water. "It's an outrage!" the odd man in the too-large clothing muttered. "That Jackson— What he did to me— I'm not well— I was in Martinique, gathering anthropological data for my studies— You know, the Martiniquian is most interesting. Different background completely—came from a different section of Africa. These Island blacks, you know, are all descended from slaves. Still practice voodoo— Where was I?" "You were in Martinique," Bill Talcott said The professor held the bow of ; iis glasses, peering through the lenses at Bill Talcott as if inspecting a new and interesting specimen. <; Hm— Of course," he murmured. "This man Jackson brought in some flour from Panama, and said he was going, to Puerto Rico. Since it's—ahh—> rather difficult at the present time to get around the islands I accepted his offer of transportation. But I certainly didn't expect to be dumped at dawn in the midst oE a lot of shooting! Is this town Fajardo?" "Scarcely. You're still a good hundred and fifty miles from Puerto Rico. This is Abas Island. "Through Sweden, where I have friends, I went to Mur- mansk," Martha Swenson said in her throaty, disturbing voice with its trace of accent. "From Mur- mansk to Moscow and then along the route to Vladivostok. I rode the Trans-Siberian railway to Tokyo. I sold my camera in Tokyo, We'll see that you get to Saint Thomas. Under the circumstances it will be impossible for you to remain here." "Abas! I don't want to remain here. There's no anthropology here. Whatever natives you have are imports from the other islands. That huge man on the it was a good camera and I got | pier, for example— probably an a good price. With part of the money I took passage on a freighter to the Panama Canal. It was in Colon that the Captain Jackson offered to take me to Puerto Rico where I could get a boat for New York. I wanted to go to New York because I have people there." As her voice died silence came out of the rocky barrenness of the island and settled on the terrace. H. war: as if the lesser beings in their fight for existence recognized and paid silent tribute to one of their number. June Paterson's sharply indrawn breath broke the spell. "You poor dear! You must forgot all that now. If you like you may travel home with me. I'll be leaving Saint Thomas Monday on the "Blue Petrel" and I'm sure arrangements can be made." * * * PROFESSOR CONSTANTINE •*"' had surrounded himself with Amina. Interesting type but unreliable—" And the Professor lapsed to grumblings. "Can't say as I blame you," June Paterson put in tartly. "I'm not any too fond of this p.lace myself." Halsey handed her a cigaret. "I understand there's a supply boat due tomorrow," he said. "We'll see that you're safely delivered. We've all been—" He broke off, turned to look at Struthers who was rapidly approaching along the path. The auditor appeared not to have slept. His eyes were bloodshot and sweat poured from his puffed face. Straight on he came, avoiding Bill Talcott, to stop by Halsey's chair. "If you can beg- leave of your guests I'd like to complete our business," he said, and pausing, added in a significant tone, "before you return to New York." (To Be Continued)

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