The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas on April 1, 1944 · Page 4
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The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas · Page 4

Blytheville, Arkansas
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Saturday, April 1, 1944
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CQUIPPI JHIWl . . . . > J a tana/ r, nowus, AUOB A. OATWH, AdnrtMz* ... till* MtfcMl AtfftrtMnc •MlM Wltttir Oo, Ntw Tcrt. • «wtt, AtUnU, Memph*. • - PoUUwd imr Afternoon Kntpt euodtjr . r ttttnd.u tecond dun nutter «t tb* pott- ••to *i Kytherllte, Ark*nM5, under set oJ Coa', October 9, 1817. by the United FrtM *; • BtJBSCRIFTION RATXB By eairter In the city of BlytherUJ*, Me p«r '•*«k, or 85c ptr month, • By mail, within » radius of 40 mU», H» ptr i*r, U.OO for six month*, $1.00 (or three mootht; by «MJ! ouUWe 60 mil* not 110.00 p«r y«r I*7»ble In adrince. A New Chapter The Colosseum, no doubt, is classed among the "cultural monuments", of Rome now {hmileneil by /ipproncbinjr Wide. It has been'preserved to remind the' world of the glories of that great pagan cily'which flourished whore the city of the Popes now stands. •But'it'took Ihc'Nnzis toTomind the world also of the brutal sport that used to -attract howling thousands to the great arena. And there are probably few more barbarous chapters in the Colosseum's bioody f history than that added in the year i!M<l when, according to Swiss dispatches, 300 hostages were murdered there in reprisal for a patriotic uprising against the German conquerors. ' ' In fact, the ancient contests of the gladiators seem almost merciful : by comparison. These men at least were armed and given a fajr chance to defend their lives. Many were criminals already condemned to die. All, when wounded, had the right to appeal to the mercy of the spectators. And surely ,the mob did not always turn thumbs down. , 1^0, the Nazi chapter in Colosseum .history belongs with those of early Christian martyrdom. Those brave professors of a new faith were "enemies of the established order." That was their crime. That was also the crime . of the 300 victims of the Nazis. It was not a matter of wheflier they had shot ; the 'guns or thrown the bombs that killed 3S German .soldiers and Fascist : militiamen. They were chosen to fulfill a promised ten-to-one reprisal because ; they fled Fascism when Mussolini fell, or because, like stout-hearted old Vittorio Orlando, they had always resisted - it. In their death the'Romans.'mny now see and taste the fruit which 'in two •decades, has sprung from-the seed of Fascism. ' ' r , r _ The Nazis have turned back the pages of Rome's history to n time of -'cruelty and oppression which Rome had , forgotten. "Wild beasts in the second century or machine gum in. the twentieth, the intent and result were the same. Churchmen plead that Rome may be spared. Their plea is natural and understandable. '. '.But the Nazis arc in Rome now. - They have shown themselves as they really are, in n splurge of brutality and ; perverted bravado. They hava not'spar- ed Rnfne's people, and they will not spare its antiquities if they are challenged. Perhaps they have demonstrated to Rome that, if bombs are necessary to drive them out, they are bombs of liberation. Good Neighbors Sports writer Harry Gravson, returning from a trip to Mexico'City, reported that the unruffled Latin-American attitude of "manana" doesn't apply where bull fights are concerned, The fixed and inalterable starting time, he wrote, is 4 o'clock, and the late-corning spectator is greeted by a chorus of boos that make the Bronx cheer seem a cliaulauqua salute by comparison. This being so, we may rest assured that the good-neighbor policy down Mexico way is solid, sincere, and a success. For the bull fight impresarios postponed the performance an hour fast Sunday so that a group of American newspapermen could see the horse races first. : That's not a mere good-will gesture —that's love! Rare Remedy Russian doctors, who arc successfully treating wounds'with an onion juicet dressing, have found that the eating of onions or garlic kills, for a short time, all the bacteria in the mouth. That's a hniidy thing to know. Hut our recent shopping excursions have demonstrated that it's pretty hard to get enough so that we may "always keep a little in the house—just for medicinal purposes, of course," Labor must take out or Mc leadership those who nave become arrogant.-Wendell Willkle. Who Was 'Shown U'p? A cltlxen went to police lieadqunrters last Snturday to report (lie theft of his, crir. Undoubtedly lie was agitated, ns wlio wouldn't be to lose n cnr these dnys. He cx|iressed Ms irritation over lontlne ciucsLlonlng loudly and dc|)attcd abniptly from the young lady Inking down the information at licrKltiunrters. Police officers Intercepted him, lodged him -In a cell. He was not released on bond until tlie following day. Meantime, iwllcc did not nlert the radio police networks In (Ms area and the thieves not. only E ot his cnr >)iit were able to pick up another. . " Police sny the cttlncn was drinking and nule to the young woman In the car theft office. We ilo not condone drinking, nor do'we believe in showing disrespect for agents of law enforce- nipnt. Dut if these agents, of tiie law arc to command respect, llicy must s ct [be example. Arro- Rnuce and extremes are not the answer. Depriving this citizen of his liberty is evidence of a grow mlsconccution of law enforcement, and (he upholding of the majesty of the law. If the citizen was guilty of drunkenness, why was lie not SD charged? Meanwhile, (lie jrallce were "showing him who's boss aroimd here" the car thieves were hnvtnj n field ( lny. Police nrc employed by cill-' zens to uphold the processes of law and'order The extremes to which these officers went in this case nre symptomatic of an attitude that Commissioner Boyle must check, for the good of the department ami of (he community it -MEMPHIS COMMEnoiAL APPEAL. •10 THiY SAY In the long view there can b* no sne Peace In the world unless .such peoples as the £rjr%',° I""' 0 '" Clr ln<Se P«"te«« «<>« l«n«h restored.—Herbert Hoover. If «i.e alternatives of warded „,„,„ wn(l . r mrrv 0 <iefen " tiic c ° mm °" ""'^ ™ « Killing to (to .w. We nre ready for it-Presi lent Avlla Camacho of Mexico. B> NU SmjCE. IHC T M. RtO U. 6. PAT. OFF. 'There's (he campus Clcopnlni afil again! Isn't it dis- jj lilt way she goes after the professors during exam ' " THIS CURIOUS WORLD NEARLY OM£-fOI/AM OF THE ENTIRE LAND AKEAIS5O DENUDED BY EROSION THAT EVEN CANNOT GKOW. ft" ROSIN • HAS ONE Of THE MOST VARIED SOUND ASS OF ALL OUR. BIRDS, Bur EOPLE ARE FAMILIAR WITH ONLY THE , Jlcsvs. '\ 4-1 ANSWER; - OKE FREE CITY OF OANZI& If POUR AMLES FROM WHAT SEA Q SAtr/c \~\/vo Baltic Sea. .... NEXT: Tin hv the t In Hollywood BY KRSKINE JOHNSON Why didn't we glee it a try? It was a challenge of things to come in this world of tomorrow everybody is talking nboui. So, with Mrt and pencil nnd wearing n nice blue snlt, a silly grin nnd lips pnlnt- ctl brown, we matte our debut in television on chnnnel 4_7B_g|Mc— Station WOXYZ, Television Productions, Inc., Hollywood, Cniil, It wns lots of fun, too. Especially when the very trim legs of Preston Sturges' cute little secretary. Jctm LnVell, nlso made their tlcbut in television—by mistake. The program read: "8 p. m.- -Tcst Pattern—Recorded Music, 8:30 p. in. —Ulium Lynn interviewed by Erskine Johnson. 8:-l5 p. m.—"The Miracle of Ntorgan'? Creek,' 'told by Preston Stiirgcs with slides from the Paramount picture." The proceedings were In charge of a very nice gent named Klaus Lundsbcrg, n television technician '- the last 10 years. Ho supervised the makeup- three shades darker than film makeup—checked the bnnni lips (they had to be brown because of PRECKLE9 AKOUMD TOWN LIKE COW-ETTI / Out Our Way By J. R. Williams •m-aitej '^srtXfi' DOM'T EVER AST ME ' TO MIND TWO KIDS -S.N, A RQV.ST A&IM. 1 JIS WHEN) I GIT 'EM ALMOST ASLEEP so i KIM HAVE SOME. PE\C6, I SMELL RO\ST.' the lights), lined un the cameras, formal," rearranged the sets nnrt the lights ami the cameras. There were two cameras. One for closeups, another for long shots There was n big green light on each camera to let us "actors" know we were on the air. "But don't look into the camera," Landsberg warned, "unless you're talking directly to the audience." There were also l\vo sets. For our Interview with the lovely Miss Lynn, there was a living room—two big wing-tacked chairs and a coffee table bcsiitr. n prop fireplace. We would sit in the chairs ;mcl talk "just like you were at home," Landsberg said. On the other side of the studio, Preston Sturgcs was going to sit on a little stool so he could work n stercoplicon machine with scenes from his picture. There would be no rehearsal, no script, Landsberg sai<!. "Spontaneity and informality arc the secrets of television." The "test pattern" with the recorded music went on the air for a half hour. This test pattern gives the audience time to tune in ami for the station to jChcck the transmission. For this first half hour, Lnndsbcrff turned one of his cameras on a little card, giving the ca',1 letters of the station. It ivns then that the shaiwly legs of Preston Sturges cute little secretary, Miss La Veil, made their debut. Unaware that station WCXY2 wns on the air, the young lads- walked right between the camera, which was close to the floor, mid that title card. Everybody went, "Oh-h-h-h-h," and Lands berg gnashed his teeth. The young lady blushed and then almost knocked over a panel of lights in her confusion. If you were tuned in to W6XYZ that night, that's the answer to the sudden appearance of the beautiful legs. About this time n young lady pushed Diana and your reporter Into those iving-backed cluiirs beside the fireplace and the sound ninu gave us a cue. It was really nothing at all. XVf. talked to Diana about her film career, which Is going great at Paramount these days trying the while to be informal. Tlttn she played the piano. The whole thing took about 15 minutes. It was a very pleasant experience, due mostly to the complete lack of fonnnllly. "We can screen pictures now as big as those in film theaters," Landsberg s.iM later. "After Ihe war, It May Turn Put tg Be Q^$jtid\KQ SATURDAY, APmi, 1, you'll be .seeing: football nnd.base- ball- names and news events while they happen." ' Lamlsberg stalled in Europe with television, then worked for the Dutch and British governments and is now director of Television Productions. Inc., a Paramount, subsidiary—the only film studio with its own television company. Political Announcements e Courier News BBS been «u thorlzcd to announce the following candidacies, subject to the Democratic primary In August: STATE REPRESENTATIVE ALENE WORD (for re-election) W. J. WUNDERLICH (for re-election) J. LEE BEARDEN (for re-election) LUCIEN E. COLEMAN SHERIFF AND COLLKCTOm HALE JACKSON (for re-election) W. W. (BUDDY) WATSON COUNTY THEASUKEH R. B.' (SKEET) STOUT E. n. (RABBIT) JACKSON MISS DELL A PURTLE COUNTY JUDGE ROLAND GREEN (for re-election) ^CIRCUIT; COURT CLERK • HAHVEY MODRIS (For re-election) COUNTY CLERK T. W. POTTER (for re-election) COUNTY ASSESSOR BOB GREENE OSCAR ALEXANDER The following will be candidates "or office in the municipal elec- ion to be held April 4: CITY CLERK SIDNEY C. CRAIG PRANK WHITWORTH (for re-election) ALDERMAN, WARD .3 RUPERT CRArTON (for re-election) ALDURMAN, WARD 1 S. C. OWENS (For Re-election) JOE ALEXANDER J. LOUIS CHERRY Representing NEW YORK LIFE INSURANCE CO. BlythevlUe, Ark. DRS. NIES & NIES OSTEOPATH 1C PHYSICIANS RECTAL DISEASES a SPECIALTY (EXCEPT CANCER) OFFICE HOURS: 8:00-12:00 and 1:30-5:00 Clinic 514 Main Blytheville, Ark. Phone 2921 MAKE Last As Long As Possible! > Rotate Tires ® Check Pressure > Check Brakes © Check Shock Absorbers • Check Wheel Alignment Lee Mof0r Sales Ph. 511 1'arl Sfonc, Shop Foreman 387 E. Main Mrs. DALTON C. FOWLSTON, B.A., M.S.M. ORGANIST and TEACHER PIANO - ORGAN and VOICE Fonner New York Organist & Teachet x, „ ,, » , For Appointment ffrlte Mrs. Fowlston noi Chlckasawt* or Phone 3MI Out By Robert D. Lulk rnprrlthJ. Jl>!4. Ki:\ Smler, Inc. I-noi,Of!i;r! A Colorado fnn ,i P r. loukln)? for liontr Nlr:i.vrU i-iilvt-% oil n Svpli'iiil'cr rvt>»iu K In inio. <v>m<'« itiMtu n nli'k KtrmiKrr «li" hiinlciLK him ivllh iui important wrlltru Niiv.-ml;<.. SrrklTiR Lcln. ihc fjirmiT f!i)ls nml kiiorkg 7,l,,<Hpir out. Mlion lie revives liolh stnnKrr niLiI nirssnKr nrt- sniic. .\o on,- !„• JIi-vM |I|K l.ilr. THKSTOIIV: .S'liii-ln.Iinv rirnrirr Plnln »ltn,, c " l« I.,.rr,.,v ,,,,"?y from .Ijiu .llr^rlic \\!t!i[,u| MIL'CCJ**. THE ^ASS^VORI) vi r JJY moihor worried a lot over the disagreement between my father and hers. One evening niter school had resumed and I had returned home she suggested ,nt the supper table: "Goorso, maybe Pa is right, if you could only see it his way." Dad blew up! "Right?" lie shouted. "He's not "Tight. He's just n grubbing old foreigner. He's content to work and slave away just like the other peasants." "George," my mother said "don't talk Hint way before Jan You shouldn't. He's his grandfather." "Jan! His nnme's John, not Jan. That's his grandfather's bohunk for you." "He's not.a bohunk and he's not a peasant. My grandfather ran a hotel. Youv people were storekeepers. There's not much difference." "Yes, but my people were Americans. That's Ihe difference, and it's a big difference. You see things different when you're an American. Yon see things bigger." "All right, nil right, let's not quarrel. Drink your milk, Ja— John." ' A few minutes laler she spoke to father ngain. "Pa is an American, you know. He's naturalized. Maybe that time ho got hurl and had the fever sort of changed him." "Yeah, maybe he's nutty. H« is on tins deal, at least. But I don't know what good that docs me, he's iwlfy, and Uwejo suffer lor.U." The garage was eventually purchased by someone else and after a few bitter outbursts from my father the subject was forgotteii. After that fall it never was discussed again in my presence, but it had ils repercussions (lie next spring. * « t TNADVERTENTLY Old Jan had selected the day of a district convention of the American Legion for one of his infrequent visits to town. In 1D23 the Legion wns still new, ils members still young—nnd prohibition still a challenge to most able-bodied men and women. It was only after he had parked his car at the curb on Main Street that Old Jan realized that ho wns in the middle of a celebration. He recognized the Legion service caps. He decided that he would get his business over as quickly as possible and leave town. He stepped to the sidewalk, turning toward Hie hardware store. Coming unsteadily toward him wns a young man wearing a Legion cap and carrying a cane. Behind the fellow were two boys, giggling at the show being staged by a drunk. Olci Jan recognized the former service man. He had seen him behind the counter in a local grocery store. His name was Jim Norberg. He was shouting something, making more or less of n tune of it nnd beating time on the sidewalk with his cane. Then he saw Jan. The old man angled in closer to the buildings to pass by him. But Jim was not to be eluded. He thrust out his cane in front of Jan, bracing Ihe lip of it against the brick wall which separated two show windows. "Whoa," he said. "Can't pass till you answer me the password." Then he recognized his captive. "Say, I know you. You're the Pole farmer from cut west of town. Ain't you? You're a Pole. Right?" "Czech," said Jan gaod-humor- cdly, sooking to pass on. „T&ee,'' said Norlxfre, turning his head to his audience which nosy included several passers-by in ad- 1 dilion to the two boys. "See, I can ' pick 'cm. 1 guess him ns a Pole and he says 'Check.' I'm right, ain't I?" * ~ t l " A LF, right," sairl Jan, annoyed but trying not to show it." "I'll be a Pole. But I h.ii'e tilings to do, so I'll have to move along' now." . "No, you don't," persisted Nor- bcrg, "not until you've nnswereik the password." W' "1 thought you'd forgotten all about that." "Never forget, a Novbcrg never forgets." "I guess that's right. What's the password?" "Okay, htru'Il is: Who won the war?" Old Jan hadn't been following Ihe Legion bntllc cries although lie appreciated the fact that the question under Ihe circumstances was , largely rhetorical. Neverlheless, he was annoyed, and determined not fo reply without n litllc perverseness to the question, the answer to ivliich he coulci readily guess. "I really don't know," he said. "What do you want me to say?" "Tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth." "Well, I guess nobody did. I don't know. Mnybe Germany, maybe Russia." "Say, what do you mean? Say, what are you, n Polack Russian? • What do you mean? You know \vhn wnn the war." "Who?" "Why, America, you damn fool. '. We won the war." "All vighl, America. Now I'll be going." ,,,.'; Jan gave n shove against tii«?l cane on which tire young man was• leaning. The young man lost his balance and fell to his knees' on the sidewalk. The crowd roared with laughter. Norberg attempted • to rise to his feet, lost his balance", ami sat down hard on the cement. ; "That Polack pushed me," he' : ' ; exclaimed. "Say, what is he, a Bol» shevik? Is he a Communist? Thar. better watch guys like that." Meantime, Jan had moved op up, : the street and entered the hard-, ; ware store. • " -._.. (To Be CdiiltiiuedV •

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