The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas on April 26, 1943 · Page 4
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The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas · Page 4

Blytheville, Arkansas
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Monday, April 26, 1943
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FOOTS THE BLYJfHEVILLB COURIER NEWS THE COURIER NEWS CO. , H. W. HAINES, Publisher SAMUEL P. NOHRIS, Editor JAMES A. GATENS, Advertising Manager GERALDYNE DAVIS, Circulation Manager 1 . Sole National Advertising Representatives: Wallace Wilner Co,,,New York, Clilcago, Detroit, Atlanta, Memphis. Published Every Afternoon Except Sunday Entered as second class matter at the post- office at Blytheville, Arkansas, under act of Congress, October 9, 1917. Sewed by tlie United Press. ' SUBSCRIPTION RATES By carrier in the city of Blylhevllle, 20o per Keek, or 85c per month. ' . By mall, within a radius of 50 miles, $4.00 per year, $2.00 for six months, $1:00 for Ihree months; ny wall outside 50 mile zone $10.00 'per year payable. In advance. Shangri-La The handling of the Shangri-La story is almost a perfect example o'f how (.0 lose friends and alienate people, H (here was an error that was not made, it was inconsequential. This is not a complaint about Ihc Ofricc of War Information, which, so far as it is possible to determine, tried to use common sense, Inil which was balked at every turn by the Army and the Navy. Jimmy T)ooliUle and 70 Americans flew from the carrier Hornet April 18, 3.942, ami bombed Tokyo and other Japanese cities. The Japs announced (lie raid at once. Jl was almost two months later before American military authorities would even confirm that a raid had taken place, and another nine days before General Dooliltlu was nani- •ed as its leader. Soon afterward (lie full story of the raid w r as learned by a few Americans, including at least some newspapermen, with details not included even in the supposedly complete account finally made public. Those missing details are such that by no stretch of the imagination could they be helpful to the enemy. * * * About that time the Japanese broadcast most of the pertinent facts about the raid, naming the Hornet, mentioning that other carriers were present, reporting (hat the dyers, after successfully getting out of Jnprin, had crashed on the China coast, some -in occupied territory where they were taken_. prisoner. Their names ,,\v e r p. given". Only then did Washington' admit that any flyer had failed to return. The detail of. the Japanese account made it clear that (hey were not fishing for information. They knew. Still the American .public, eager for such good news, coultl not be told. Finally, the other day, UP Correspondent Donald Coe was permitted to say'from North Africa that a carrier had been the takeoff base. This being the vital "secret," reporters who had conscientiously withheld the story almost a year' sought permission to release interesting but secondary stories. They were turned down cold. * * * . In mid-afternoon, this column got Army and Censorship release on a modified account, though the Navy stil refused to accede. Then that evening, out. of the blue, when picture staffs had gone for the night, most of (lie story with pictures was released suddenly. This was at the moment when President Roosevelt's meeting with President Camacho of Mexico was demanding front-page space. Men who had spent days getting exclusive news were forbidden to publish it until it was handed out freely to anybody who had a messenger-hoy available to pick np handouts. To quote one cynic: "What they need in Washington is a good five-cent newspaperman." Or perhaps they need to give authority to "War Information Director" Kl- mer Davis, who would be a good newspaperman if he had the chance. British Squawk It would be a mistake to dismiss C.'ipl. Alec Cunningham-Reid, British M. P., as a malcontent, an Americo- phobc, a thoughtless or vicious promoter of allied disunity. In complaining that Americans do not understand what Kngland is doing in this war he spoke no more than the truth, whatever may have been his motives, which we from hero can not judge. As a nation we have no real conception what the liritish are doing actively, any more than we can realixe fully what they have been forced to lake passively. This is no fault of our correspondents. It is by no means entirely the fault of the British ministry of informal ion. Censorship can be blamed, but only in part/ The real trouble is that every man's pin prick is bigger to him limn his neighbor's broken linger. That is human nature. Perhaps a concise, popularized roundup of what Britain lias done, and why she could do more, would help to clear the atmosphere. Leave Transit Public opinion in Sweden is rising against the policy of permitting German soldiers, on leave, to pass through on their way between Norway and the Reich. The policy has been condemned at a mass meeting, both as a military menace to Sweden and also -as an unfriendly act toward "our defeated but uncrushcd brother people," the Norwegians. London papers recently carried .stern and probably inspired editorials warning Sweden how the British, feel about this "leave permit" practice. The Swedes, who have been in a most dangerous position—at Hitler's mercy but sympathetic to the United Nations—may feel that they can afford now to be a little more independent. If they do, the leave permits might provide a starting point. •SO THEY SAY I think we're still going to lie fighting five years from now.—President. H. C. Byrrt of U. ot Maryland. * * v . The \vnr in the cast is us much a United Kingdom war us the war In Europe is n New Zealand and Australian war.—British Deputy Prime Minister Clement Alice. * * * We are anxious to sec the end of the war. Hul me most of all concerned thai it shall end in victory. The mighty venture (invasion) in whicli our own men nre dcstiticd to play a decisive role .should be made as certain of success as anything in war can be made.—Prime Minister Mackenzie' King of Canada. » * » We can lie no party to^a devil's bargain Sn whic'n our thinking is pawned to any master, our political liberty to nny dictatorship, ov our democracy to an irresponsible power.—Assistant Secretary of Stale Adolf A. Bcrle, Jr. * * » About my own foxhole, the tvnlh is I have more trouble from "jive bombers"—Hint's the dusk to (lawn Tunisian mos(i»itocs—than from Ocnnan dive bombers.—Set. Leonard I.imiberg, in North Africa. * * * We shall face in the next few years n task of national reconstruction unctnialcd in our history. We shall meet it gladly and without tear, for if the responsibility is enormous, the opportunity is very yreat.-Assistant Secretary of State Adolf A. Berlc. Jr. •LTTHEVILLB, 'CKRK.I .COURgK JEW* SIDE GLANCES |COJ'fl. 19*3 B'< UFA Jf-3/, "Yes, they lei! me i remind 'em 61' Dorothy JUmiom:, too —bill what Una* warn 35 nu .extra jf ————— —————— Even'the Master Is Appalled -"-•\--ViTprfc.. . •*• «- THIS CURIOUS WORLD ANCIENTS THOU6HT THE MOON MAC A AMRROR.-LIKE SURFACE AND THE FEATURES THEY SAW ON ITWEEE BELIEVED "WE'RE DOING OUR BIT TO TAKE. THE "AX" FROM THE AXIS, AND CHANGE THE "IS" TO "WAS," TAK WINAGAWA, TOADS ARE. AN ASSET TO ANV VEGETABLE GARDEN, BE-. CAUSE OP THE INSECTS THEY EAT... AND YOU'LL HAVE TOADS IF VOL) BY INVERTING fiOW£K fOTS WITH HOLES CUTZ\ FOR. DOORS. NEXT: The first vandals- -^ SAN JOSE, Cal. (UP)_Mrs Grace A. Apple has been granted" a divorce on ih, si,,,,,,, gl . omi(|s „ in the matrimonial arkct flie hist happened to "pick a bad apple." WAIININO ORDEK THE CHANCERY COURT S£™A DISTRICT; COUNTY, AR- George Mcciatchcy, Plaintiff vs. No. 7!)7-l Lcola McClalchey, Defendant The defendant Lcola McCla'tchev' "s hereby warned to appear within hirty « nys („ (h , coml ,, amn(i Ihe caption hem,! and answer the Tom Mayberry, Plaintiff, vs. No. S117 Christine Mayberry, Defendant. The defendant. Christine Mayberry, is hereby warned to appear within thirty days in Ihc court mimed in the caption hereof and answer the compliant of the plain- liff Tom Mayberry. Dated this if) ctny of April, 1943. Harvey Morris, Clerk ISy Uoi-ls Mnir. D. C. Claude P. Cooper, Ally, for Pltf. Percy A. Wright, Ally, ad Lilem. 4/10-20-5/3-10 Dated this J9 day of April 1943 Harvey Morris, 'clerk' By KUlnra Neal. n C C. P. conjjer. /Uty. f or ji| tf P..TC.y A. Wrisht. Ally. ;,,! i', i(oni ntilll'l! III WHY. HE OWE DAVE A HULL HANDFUL OF PASSES -TO TH CIRCUS PER JIS LETTIM' HIM---- 1 DOM'T CARE-WE'RE MOT GOIMG TO HAVE OUR. PRETtV WHITE BARN PLASTERED WITH THOSE TH1W&S.' WHAT? I SHCULP S.AV WOT.' Onr BOftM THIRTY 'YEARS TOO SOON r. H-J4 I'M RESTORING -VOOR FREE IAEf\LTICKET BECPvU&fe NOUR FATHER IS CODING.' H 'BENT HrSTRONK.SO He MOOT PLrXNiTO FILE fK HOMESTSfXD CLAIM. ON THE PARLOR.'-— -I BUT LET THE PRECIOUS RfMR. -/ OF-MOUTRN AW HKS|NK<=,, vYOD AUTOMfXT\C!M.l.V BE . ROOMMwes ot-i TH& " " Major ITooplo vwv, Mwy>iix.' «v SIRE" IS THE SM.T OF THE EARTH.'-"-HOVO COULD VOU HINT AT AsSXTvUrtG BUT LOFTV P6P1RKVIONS ^.WD NOBLS DEEDS FROM. f\ TRUE HOOPL&' OUDKU IN THE CHANCERY COURT CHICKASAWBA D I S T H I C T MISSISSIl'PI COUNTY, ARKANSAS. Ij. K. Gordon, Plaintiff, vs. Ko. 8178 Virginia Cordon. Defendant. The? defendant. Virginia Gordon, is hereby warned lo appear within thirty days in the court named in the rnptinn horrof and answer the complaint of ibe plaintiff L. K. Gordon. Diilwl (his lf> day of April. 1043. Harvey Morris, Clerk By Dori.s Muir. D. C. Claude p. Cooper, Atty. for Pltf Percy A. Wir»li(. Atty. ad Litem. 4/lfl-2fl-5/3-10 \VAKMN<; OKDKIt IN TUT: CHANCERY COURT CH1CKABAWUA DI ST R I CT MISSISSIPPI COUNTY, ARKANSAS. D. F. Anderson. Plaintiff. vs. No. 8)79 Elsie Anderson. Defendant. The defendant KlMe Anderson, is hereby warned to appear within thirty days in (he court named in the caption hereof ,in<l answer the complaint of the plaintiff, D. v • We pride ourselves on (he com- plelcncsscf our slocks of vitamins, minerals ami older milrilionalatits. We cnrry only tlie tesleil ptotliicls ofrccocni/cil nttnnracluring Isbo- ralo'ics. Thus, you arc assured of full value anil maximum hcnefils when you bring your Phystclan'i prescription liere lo be filled. Wood's Drug Store IH,VTI1KV1I.I,K, AUK. Anderson. Ilavvey Morris, clerk By Doris Muir, U. C. Claude p. cooper, Ally, for Pllf. Percy A. Wright, Ally, ml Lilem. V19-2G-5/3-10 WAKN1NC OK!)!;it IN Tim CIIANCKHY COURT CHICK:ASAWUA u i s T R i c T MISSISSIPPI COUNTY, ARKANSAS. R. L. Maples, Plaintiff, vs. No, 8HJO Inyinond L. Maples, Defendant. The defendant, Raymond L. Mn- jte.s, is hereby .warned to appear vithin thirty days in the court mined in the caption hereof and nswcr the complaint of the plain- ilf U. L. Maples. Dated (his 19 day of April, 1943. Harvey Morris, Clerk By Doris Muir, D. C. Claude P. Cooper, Atty. for Pltf. 'ercy A. Wrifihl, Atty. tid Litem. 4/19-20-5/3-10 NT THE PROBATE COURT OP MISSISSIPPI COUNTY, ARKANSAS, CHICKASAWBA DISTRICT. n Re: The Estate of S. H. Eastburn, Deceased. NOTICE Notice is hereby given that I, he undersigned, duly appointed, nullified and ncting ndmiuistrn- or of the estate of S. H. Enst- uirn, deceased, will, on the 2Cth day of April. 1943, file a petition n.s Administrator aforesaid, in the olVice of the Probate Clerk in and for Mississippi County, Arkansas, Chlckasaivta District, praying for an order of the Piobaic Court to Eel), for Hie purpose of scuiirmfj money or funds with which (o pay hulerjledness probated against said estate,—the personal -property be- ini; exhausted, which real estate is described UK: West 103 feet of Lot .One (1) in Block Five <5> of Ilearn's Addition to Blythevillc, Arkansas, 'i'lie same being or lying within the Southeast. Quarter SE 1-4) of the Southeast Quarter (SE1-I) of Section Nine (9) Township Fifteen (15) -North, Kangc Eleven (11) East, of the 5th Principal Meridian. Dated this the 51 h day of Mull A.D., 1943. Dr. W. S. Enstburn Administrator of tlie Estate of S. II. Easlburn, Deceased. For Light, Fluffy BISCUITS Insist On SK IB LEY'S Best Flour Your Grocer Has It! WAR BONDS & STAMPS Are Your Best Buy! SERIAL STORY DARK JUNGLES BY JOHN C. FLEMING & LOIS EBY COPYRIGHT. 1»43. , «EA SERVICE. INC.. IJLA CHAPTER XIX fpliE moon was lull—a brilliant, luminous disk moving through the warm blue of the tropic sky. The breeze was warm. Kveti the lowering depths of the jungle seemed pulsing with some dark, vibrant elixir of. life. Barry, strolling beside Allison across the clearing'from the Indian huts, gave n sigh ot impatience. In all tin's vital, urgent rushing of nature he felt himself, the one fixed, helpless point "It's been nine days since I got back from the Quiche country," he muttered. "I can't sit around forever." Allison lifted the soft flared skirt of her evening gown to leap a puddle. "Kenaldo says you are n very strong man if you can throw off the kind of fever yon got in two weeks." Garry ignored (he reminder. "I'll be all right if 1 take it slow. How soon do you expect to have tlie chicle ready for shipment?" She glanced 'involuntarily toward the line ot cooking vats the deep shadows ot the jungle. "Tomorrow, 11 she said, "or at latest the next day." They went up the steps to the vcrnmln. She crossed to let down the bamboo screen, and called n servant. "Have her bring my drink to my bedroom, wilt you?" Barry asked. "I want to (jet out some reports to send back to headquarters with tlie chicle train." "Oh, bother reports!" cried Allison. "It's such a lovely night." The hanging lamp above her made n moilcn aureole of her cropped hair. Slie looked like n pampered debutante in her black wisp ol n dress and her gleaming jewels "All right, then," she flung oul with a pouting smile, "I'll let Kenaldo whisper beautiful nothings to me." "I'll bet he can do it," grimier Barry. "See you at breakfast.' Ho went to his room, tlie grin lingering on his face. It was a constant source ot surprise to him liovv this autocratic lilfle darling ot society could adapt herself to this heathen mode, of existence He had'seen other women try to do it and fail—women with fai more strength ot character, more poise. What was the difference? A certain fiexibilits', he decided as he brought out his small portable typewriter and found a suitably low table. She had no strair °r grudge over the loss of her fortune. She was not making Hie attempt to mold the jungle to her but was content to mold herself to Iho Jungle. She had a quality ol rcceptiveness, that's what she had —Hint essentially feminine key-] wte so eternally lacking in most vomen. T.TE got, hold ot his thoughts by main force then, realizing he'd jeen about to compare her with fiancee. And Lila— Gradually he was able to concentrate on his reports. He worked at first wilh absorbed speed. The mule train going out with chicle would be the last chance to start the reports .0 the New York office before he made his next attempt to persuade the Quiche chief to open up his mercury mines. He wanted these reports complete. In case he didn't come out of the Quiche country (his time, the company would nave all data at hand and could carry on the campaign for the mines without loss of time. Time. . . . His fingers moved faster over the keys. There was EO damnably little time and the need of the. mines was so great! He felt a fresh wave of impatience burn through him. He cursed his stupid fever. If he could only start back tomorrow! For a minnie he played wilh the idea. Why not risk it? He might make it. He might lie able to prove to the chief that he had been framed. He might.. . But cold logic smashed his wishful thinking. He was already trembling with the effort of a halt hour's typing. His head felt light and dizzy. No, he would bo throwing away the one chance of accomplishing his mission it he went off half-cocked. Belter to wait till Renaldo had finished the chicle boiling, and made the trip to the new grove. Then he had promised to go with him. And Renaldo's friendship wilh the remote old chief would be (he one hope of explaining the suspicion pinned on Barry in their unfor^ lunate first encounter. His fingers were stumbling over Hie keys now, hitting more wrong keys than right. Ho pushed back his rude chair and crossed the low-roofed room to push the window open further. He clutched flic sill for support and struggled for his breath as he looked out at the moon-flooded clearing of the cstancia. Cursed fever—making a weakling oul of a man in a couple of weeks! * * * A KNOCK sounded on his door. And at his Invitation, Allison entered. "Renaldo didn't come," she murmured wickedly, "so I brought you your drink." But as she handed him the iced pineapple juice, abrupt concern swept the provocative leasing light from her face. "You're sick agntn!" He explained bitterly that it was Hie work he'd done. Ha wanted to get it out -and— She broke in eagerly. "I'll do he typing. I'm marvelous at hunt ind peck. You dictate." He refused at first, but eventually tried it. He found the method worked, and warmed to :iis task. Hop"e lifted him. He'd set the reports out all right this way. Allison typed obediently at first. But gradually her rising interest broke into questions. The picture of his mission began to take form for her. lie answered her 'questions readily. Told her of the estimated amount of quicksilver to be found in the volcanic Quiche highlands. Of the huge mining and transportation system ready to be hurled inlo the eountry the moment Quiche permission -was- given. "You'll get it, I know you will!" she said. Excitement was like a trance on her. "Jienaldo will help you." It was laic but she insisted on finishing. When the reports were done, she put away the typewriter and moved back chair arid table, turning out the bright typing lamp. The small night lamp by his bed was n feeble glow in the flooding moonlight. As her silhouette moved by the open window toward his empty glass, he had again tlie swift impression that she was a gay debutante at a club dance. She was murmuring peacefully, "Full moon makes the jungle restless. So many noises tonight. Mules slamping around. Indians stamping around. The trees shouting around . . ." "Make you nervous?" he asked. She paused beside him, glass in hand. "Nervous?" she echoed \vonderingly. "Why should they? Right at the moment 1 love them all." He searched the white oval of her face turned up to him. She meant it. "You're a mirael* woman," he told her. "And thanks for everything." She started to answer him, then broke off to listen, her face still lifted to his. It was only th* sound ot footsteps on the hard wood of Ihe hall, but Ihe rhythm o£ the movement was wrong— lighter than Renaldo—not the slithering step of a servant. A tall, slender figure in light suit, boots and sun helmet moveil into the open doorway. Calmly, as if her being there were an ordinary, not an impossible thing, she smiled across the moonlit room at the two standing together in Ihe window. "Hello, darling!" It waj Ula'i voice. il

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