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Blytheville, Arkansas
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Wednesday, June 7, 1944
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PAGK1FOUR BLYTHEV1LLE, NEWS THB BLYTHEVILLE COUBIEB NlWfl ;•?,' < THB COURIER NKW8 OO. . .,"/ , a W, HAZNBB. Publlrtwr BAWDEL P. NORIUB, Editor •JAMBS A- QATBNS, Advcrtlllog IfUUCW » Boto, Mtpooal AoMrUuzuj Wallace Wltmu Co. tin Toik. Cbteam O»- iroll, AUuta. JUemphl*. E?frj Altemoon Excep* Bunday tolered M leoond cuui outttei at U» port- omc* a( Blytbertlle, Art»n»s, under act o/ Oo»Creu,' October », 1811. Berrtd by the United Prat - • BUBeCRTPTION RATKS 'earner In the city'of BlyUwrtUe, XM p»r or 856: per.' month, By'm»I!,-within « radius ot 40 mllw, ft-00 per jeaf,m» ; t<?r ji 11 »onth«, »100 tat three month*; uTjmall outside M mile tone (1000 per year parable to adraout. 1 rifegrj tyj" Cy n ic i sm, Ideology ' There iv much cause Tor icjoirinjif in the news that Ihis government lias taken the initiative in the actual formation of a world council for postwar peace and security. Leaders of both part'feS in both houses of Congress have been* kept'informed of the very tentative steps tints far. President Roosevelt has paid that the suggested organization would not take from this country its integrity. He-has also made it known that present plans do not call for the altruistic doctrines of the League of Nations, but for a more cynical outlook resulting from maturity and experience. Two words in the President's announcement are particularly interesting. One is "integrity"; the other is "cynical." Among the dictionary definitions of the former arc "wholeness" and "entirety," which might apply hero to American sovereignty, and "honesty, uprightness, rectitude," which could bear upon our reasons for fighting this war and upon our policy toward peacetime world organization. Tho cynicism referred lo .by the President seems a healthy thing, anil promises avoidance of the mistakes of 25 years ago—a "soft" peace, inadequate occupation of Germany, overoptimistic .faith, in clisarmc-imcnt. But it does not seem tb.ibc the same sort of cynicism"' which .might hrwe motivated Prime Minister'Churchill when he said in his recent spe'ech lo Parliament, "As this war has progressed it has become less ideological, in my opinion," That spcecli showed some amazing .. and disquieting symptoms of old Eur- Jhissia, the" United States and Britain • smacks of over-domination of the "big - powers" school. His indulgent, all-forgiving remarks about Spain, hotbed of Fascism and rehearsal ground for this war; his "ever}' confidence" in Radog- ' lio's Italian government; his distrust of General de Gaulle (who has spoken of "dear, powerful. Russia")—all these point toward sphere-of-influcnce diplomacy in western Europe and tho . Mediterranean. ;So; too, docs his ap- j parent willingness to let Russia settle ( the problems of the east, except for the Mediterranean nation of Greece. Mr. Churchill cited the doom of German and Italian Fascism and the change in Russian Communism lo prove that the war has grown less ideological. But have we ceased lo hate Fascist ideology now that we arc defeating it? And is there not also a benevolent ideology behind the Atlantic Charter which does not jibe with the lone of the Prime Minister's speech? Now seems a good time for the , United States to initiate a sound 'program of integrity, ideology (in the best sense of the word's current use), and realistic, Yankee cynicism. We arc the logical ones to do it. And such a program holds (he best promise of lasting peace and happiness. Vision Tests for Drivers The Belter Vision Institute is taking a severely critical look at proposed legislation for a system of express highways Jinking American cilie.s. The highways would have a minimum speed limit of 75 miles an hour and the institute feels that many drivers haven't good enough vision to operate cars at that speed. It cites the recent recommendations of Prof. A. R. Laner of Iowa Slate College that unrestricted driving licenses should be given only to those having 20-JJO vision in one oye, or 20-40 in both. For drivers with less than 20-100 vision, ho would impose a speed limit of 25 miles an hour. It seems lo us that the institute is thinking along sensible lines. Most slates now lest drivers for mechanical ability, and lest brakes for safety. In many states, too, "drnnkomelcr" test findings arc admissible as evidence. Hut too little care has been given to bad vision, which is certainly a cause of many accidents. A consideration of this added safety pleasure should bo part of a national program aimed at reducing our appalling traffic loll when normal driving . is resumed. The Vanishing KP Perhaps the 'worried KP will soon join the harassed taxpayer among the vanished symbols of'human misery. On top of simplified lax plan there now comes, the revelation that the Army has at last discovered the time-saving and nutritive practice of boiling spuds with the skins on. That faint glow you see on the horizon may be the dawn of the millennium. Borrowed Time Probably no one more than the French Underground regrets that Pierre Laval, Jacques D'oriot, and now Philippe Ilenriot, Vichy propaganda minister, have been shot at and missed, or only winged. Yet fate muy be reserving for these still-living targets a lingering and well-deserved punishment. For probably no one realif.cs better than they that as the day of liberation approaches, the Underground's aim is likely to improve. THEY SAY We may uc suffering from national disunity over various aspecls of the war effort, but rarely In the history of the United States hns there been such universal agreement on one point— that, come wlint may, when this war Is over we are not going lo return lo the dismal conditions of the last decade.—Gov. Raymond Baldwin o! Connecticut. Fear and "being afrntcl are topics combat ]ier- Kounel often talk about and freely admit. About the only persons who deny fear of combat arc Ihosc who repress anxiety, develop psychosomatic .symptoms and have lo be removed from combitt status became of ( symptoms.—Col. Waller S. Jensen, deputy air surgeon. The skeptics who term England's acts imperialistic, Russln's conduct as Communist indoctrination, and say unkind things about China and our other Allies lack the great, attribute without which complete success can never hope lo be allaincd, and lhat Is faith.—New York Supreme Court Justice Thomas J. Cuff. Complicating the vast supply problem still further is tlic fact that we must figure that each successive operation us wc move westward will require 5 per cent more supplies lhau Ihc preceding operation.—Rear Adml. J. j. Gaffncy, Nnvys Pacific supply chief. SIDE GLANCES WEDNESDAY, JUNE 7, 1944 (, -7 I "No, ll)j.s is free, Mrs. Smith! I'm making boiler wages on my summer job in .Ihe I'nctory Hum your' hoys gel iu the •• * I" -,--.- . ; • THIS CURIOUS WORLD THOUGHT SUNDAY WAS HIS LUCKY DAY FOR INVASION' Hli ATTACKS ON AUSTRIA, POLAND, THE ( LOW COUNTRIES, YUGOSLAVIA, < GREECE AND I RUSSIA i ALL PELL ON SUNDAY. QuttfrngQctck "TALL TALES CAN BE SWOKl" Say?* NORINE LEE PEIRCE, /_ WIDOWS OUTNUAiBER WIDOWERS IN THE UNITED STATES TWO TO OA/E.' T.M. BE&, U. S. PAT. Off. NEXT: Do you cat liken bird? In Hollywood 11V KUSKINE JOHNSON NKA Stuff Correspondent A lady we never expected would become a slick chick—Myma !x>y— was cutting quite a nig on n movie set. Slie linil her "boots on" ami was throwing lier frame around In a jitterbug dnnce with Arthur Walsh, the nation's self-styled "Jitterbug King." "Solid murder—cookin' on the front burners," was the way Theresa, MjTna's maid, described it. Theresa is Jitterbug champ of Los Angeles' Harlem. She coached Myr- nn. She even brought jive records from home because she sakl the studio music wasn't In the groove. Everyone seemed happy about it nil except JUyrna. She was perspiring and she snirt she rally dinn't know much about this jitterbug business. Sl\c was worried about what the hepcals would think. "Arthur is doing all the work." she said. "I just follow him around :mrt do a lot of faking." "Jitterbug King" Arthur Wnlsh said Myrua was just as good as any of tlic slick chicks. "Slie sends me." Arthur said. If you're hep, you know that's o.Iiitc a compliment. SAV, UNCLE ^f YES, IT'S LOADEDa&ftNDER BOTOrtEMUST ft 3UUey,^THM-l PULL UPTMW TiHV BUTTOi OrtVT TBNT /'= TRICK 6A5E- •& LOOKS LIKE A TACK BEFORE IT'S, PRlMcD I ^Jf^ 06 1 -TO_EXPIOD£.'~~3DST TOW ACUte^E •/ 'A )ur Boarding House with Major Hoople Out O^Way 5^71. Williaim IOADED?- . NiCK UP we —'-• v- . vt»-*<*'t \*s^jy r-\ ^_ui*v'« c= v ^ AROUND TH5 CORMER. OF THE GARAGE ) -"- T WAN£T TO j—•- ' CALCULATE vilTH SPLIT- SECOND WWCU A , R, BE SURB = NO YOU DOKJT, VOU LITTLE .SWIP.' VOU KEEP AWAV FROM THAT lITr-y RADIO, LET GO O 1 ME/ MO M, MAKE HER TAKE HER BIG PAWS OF FA ME/ SHE KNOWS PER FECTLV WELL THERE'S A PERFECTLY SOOD BALL GAME OM TOMIGMT, AMD SI-IE SMEARS I.M AHEAP OF ME AMD TLJMES IM OWE OF HEE DOSfiOMEC OLD CROOMERS.' PHOOEV. HIT THE RIVET, SISTER& By Ann Ponrlfefnn f'nr f\nn renaieron Distr 1P43, Hcmrll. *o«k!n, Inc.) 1, 10H, M:A Sen !<•<-, Inc. ' The rea!-li/c adventures o/ a society tiirl who DOCS 'o tuork in a war plant. * * * NO EDGE-DISTANCE ; VIII TJENZIE is our Lead-man. lie's small and quick and a damned good mechanic and he spends the whole day racing up and down the line, helping someone here, settling a problem there, getting someone the tools he needs, filling in for someone who's absent. "Hi, Annie, how's filings comin'?" "Yo, feller, watch it!" His voice is as bright and lively as he is, and as busy. Not all Lead-men are like Renzie; I nm always congratulating myself on having landed, when I came on the lines, jusl where I did. Not only because 1 like Renzie, but because he is one of Ilia few Lead-men who lots his workers change from job to job. When I was first on the line I worked near its beginning, set- ling the ribs in place and riveting them up. Since then I've filled in at almost every station, and am [working now nl the sixth, where we rivet up the sheet of metal that covers one side of the stabilizer—the "skin," us mechanics .'call it. 'My partner, Andy, is a fsolenm lad of about 21. lie was I pretty much disgusted when he 'learned he was to have "one o 1 ilhcm there girls" to work with ;bul he has become resigned now. II think. In fact, I'm sure he finds ;me and my passion Jor drilling '((iiite a convenience. We don'l italk a groat deal (being, usually !rather noisily occupied) but oui .relationship, it not enthusiastic, is jpciicclly friendly. i . . . ]VOT so my relationship will ~ Joe, at the third station, who, when I was new on the line and working near its beginning, discovered that I could be leased long before I discovered the an- 'swcrs, or even found wits enough o recognize tho teasing as such. 'Jeeze, Annie, come here," Joe vould call. "Say, lookut them here holes you drilled. How come they don't line up, huh?" 1 would look at them, dismayed. 'Why, I didn't know it mattered. Are those supposed to line? I don't see why." No lamb led lo the slaughter ,yas easier meat than conscien- :ious Annie. All up and down the line they would call me, "Yo, Annie, c'm'ere a minute." "Say, Annie, why'nl ya file Ihis here?" took every criticism humbly, worrying myself to death in on effort to line up, within a sixty- fourlh of an inch, holes that didn't need (o line at all. Innocently I did half the filing that belonged I IiatI never seen Ilcime look so completely Lew'ldcrcd. lo later stations. When, gradually, common sense began to triumph and I realized thai half my meticulous work had been perfectly unnecessary, it was my partner who came lo my help. "When these here bozos tell you something's wrong," he said, "don't take no notice on 'cm. Just tell 'em to go lo hell. Joe dor.'t like the w;iy you line 'em up, maybe. So what?" * * * T HAD a good deal of trouble 1 with .the language when I first went on the line—there were fre- HITJfiE RIVET, SISTER'E Ann Pendleton n"I'c"!m l i'd." ) i'oig? 1 \1\V' ?«vil!i' "i", 108 TIMES>! A CHAMP Arthur's-quite n character. Seems he acquired the "Jitterbug King" title after winning 108 jitterbug contests out of 109 starts. He lost the first 'one. -"That was before I got smart," lie said. "I had a partner so heavy I conltl hardly lift her. After llm't I got a new doll—heavier than me. She threw me around and the judges went wild," Myrna Loy was jitleroueging for a scene in "The Thin Man does Home," her first movie in two years, ttie first "Thin Man" picture in three. Her marriage to John Hcrt: Jr. had taken her to New- York. Two weeks after their separation M-O-M asked her if she'd would like to come home. Myrna said she would. This new "Thin Man," the fifth in Hie scries, lias Powell and Myrna returning to his home town of Sycamore Springs to clear up a couple of murders You'll meet Nick's parents for the first time—played by Harry Davenport and Lucille Watson. But the baby Nick and Nora hart in the third "Thin Man" picture lias been eliminated. There's something in the script nbout the kirt being in n nur.serj school. But the real reason the baby isn't In the picture Is thai the studio found he just got in the way of things. ASTA IS AGING They're having a little trouble with Asia, the wire-haired terrier After 10 years of stardom in these "Thin Man" pictures lie's getting a Illtlc old for the part. Doesn't get around like he did when the first one .was filmed back in 1934. But (hey cnn't write Asia out of the script as easily :is they did the baby so lie has a couple of doubles who do the leaping and running. The veal Asia comes lit just for the closcu|>s. Asta isn't too old, though, lo _ exploring. Other day he wandered oft the set and visited a sound stag., where Fred Astnlre and Gene Kcll> were dancing. An assistant director thinking Asta was a stray, hustled,' him oil th6 set. The gent has taken I a ribbing ever since. People remind! him that Asta earns more than he I does. Tlic real-life atlucnfiires o/ a society girl 10)10 r;oes to uiorfc in . a war plant. * * * . "\'A CAN ALWAYS QUIT' IX 'THERE arc a lot of. girls on the lines now, and almost every day a new batch of them comes in from tho Training School. You see them standing in clumps there in Ihe aisle, each with her toolbox. Some look bright and almost eager; some look incredibly apa- Ihelic. Some of them are bewildered by their good fortune, some of them are wondering if, after all, it wouldn't have been better to go somewhere else. There is always talk that we are "frozen" in our jobs, that you can't up and go to another place, but none of our new recruits takes this very seriously. "If I don't like it, I can get me a job down lo the Powder Works any day," you hear them say. "Huh? How's that? 'Release?' Baloney! Ya can always quit." That Is the dearest, the most sacred, the last and absolutely inviolable right of the American working man, or woman. "Ya can always quit." Free people in a free country, they will accept in- juslices with a shrug of the shoulders and a "That's how things goes," they will accept inconveniences for which there is no logical reason. But if they dislike "tilings" enough, if they tcel that the Foreman is really a "mean guy," if having to walk all the way to the south end to "clock in" is really enough of a grievance, they can quit.- There is another right, almost as dear. That is the right to "shoot your mouth off," to talk hack lo your Boss. "I ain't takin' nothin' off'n him," they say, and they take nothing unless they have a mind to. Leadmcn, Foremen, Superintendents, Big Shots—we can talk back to any of them. "Look hero Renzie, you've got to slop this carelessness. Make your line keep the place cleaned up," says Ihe Foreman. "Sez you!" Renzie answers. "Aw, go climb a tree, will ya?" Perhaps, later on, if he feels that maybe we don't need to drop quite so much scrap on the floor, that maybe it would look better if our orange peels and sandwich papers landed in the trash can instead of. just noar it, he'll suggest a little cleaning up. If he's Renzie he'll say, "Gimme a hand, will ya? How's aboul doin' a little cleanin' up?" and the Line will say, good- naturedly, "Sez you!" and pick up the scrap and papers. It he's someone else, perhaps he'll bawl someone out, or give an order, and "I ain't takin' nothin' him!" oft'n maybe the trash will get picked up and maybe not. •t * * AT my distinguished and mind- taxing station on the stabilizer line, I have a new partner—a girl. "Annic'll learn you this here job," says Renzie. There's not a great deal to teach at my station. To hold your rivet-gun steady, and at a right angle to the surface you're riveting, to get some weight behind your bucking-bar, to drill out bad rivets without increasing the diameter of the hole from querit misunderstandings "on" bo {Til sides. Not only accent led ugj islray, but I had still a great deal' lo learn about the use of words. 1 What I said had to bo interpreted, almost translated. "I haven't anything to do," I'd tell Andy—"Yo, Renzie," Andy would call, "Annie here says she ain't got nothin'• lo do!" "How's that? No nothin' for you to do?" And Uenzie would conic running. One day Andy gave me a message far iienzie. "It that son ot a gun comes by while I ain't liere," Andy said, "tell him this here rivet ain't got no edge-distance, will ya?" What to do when a rivet has no edge-distance, that is, when it is set in a hole drilled too close to the edge of the material, is a problem easily solved, but only a Lead-man or an Inspector may "authorize" the remedy. Accordingly, I kept an eye out for Uenzie. "Say, Kcnzic, what'll we do about this?" I asked, when he came along. Henzie's mind was on something else in his little notebook—he glanced where I pointed and did not immediately see the difficulty. "What's the trouble?" I pointed again. "This rivet. It has too litlle edge-distance." "How's that? I don't gel you, Annie." He looked up, puzzled. I Iried again. "The drilling is put of line," I said. "Sec that hole? It doesn't Jeavc enough material." I had never seen Henzie look so completely bewildered. lie had been holding'the pose of one momentarily detained; now he settled back, put his notebook inlo his pocket. This was no simple problem, as most of mine were. | This was something new to which' he niusl give his whole attention. "What did ya say, Annie?" he asked, his expression one of puzzled concern. "Say that again, I didn't get it." "This rivet," I began, and suddenly remembered the formula. "Renzic, this hire rivet ain't got no edge-distance," 1 told him. Relief washed into his face-. "Aw, thai all? Jeeze, why didn't ya say so, Annie? Jeeze, ya had me worried!" (To Be Continued) ^* j threo thirty-seconds of nn inch lo something even a one-eighth rivet won't fill. Part of the bucking is "blind," that is, you can't see what you're doing. It is with these rivets that my partner Maisie has trouble. "Aw, c'mon, Annie, buck up these here and leave me gun 'em?" she asks. When I. say, well, hadn't she better loarn to do it, she says she doesn't see why. "I come in to be a rivet-gunner, not to buck up no rivets what you can't even sec," she tells me. She doesn't like to buck, so why, she asks, should she get handy at it and let herself in for a job she doesn't want? "And I don't mind if this here war gets done tomorrow, honest to Cod I don't," she told me earn**..*. line has its own Inspectors; the general feeling towards them is that they are finicky old busy-bodies, intent on delaying things by finding fault. As a matter of fact, the Inspectors seem to me to be remarkably tol- ( erant ol our errors, remarkably clever at finding .easy solutions to I our difficulties. Any deviation [ from the normal procedure has to be "authorized," and any part of the work which can not be readily seen when the finished "ship" goes to Final Inspection must be looked over and "stamped out." A "ship" is anything that a line assembles —a rudder, a wing, a fin. Only on the Final Assembly of the plane that we build entire now, mysteriously called the "X-0," do they t?lk not of "ships" but of planes. That is the line my heart is set on joining but, alas, there are no girls working on that. Nor, according lo Lee, our Foi_man, are there ever likely to be. "You girls are funny that way," he said. "Take a man, he doesn't give a hoot what his job is. But you girls like this and you don't like that, and ninety-nine out of a hundred of you want to be riveters!" He shook his head. "1 sup- ^ pose that's what you want to do. «P Gun rivets." No, I told him. If I were on the X-O job what I'd like to do would be drill. Yes, he had heard me right. Drill. (To Be Continued) retired sea captain in the '70s Isaiah Ray was a doughty soul. Having a sore toe one day, he hobbled to the woodpile and, quoting the Scripture, "If thy foot offend thee. cut it off," he neatly nipped the troublesome toe with an axe. Highest Prices Paid For Cars & Trucks All Slakes & Models GULF Service Station At 5th Main Sfs. -OR WE'LL SEI.I, them for you for a small commission. Bring them in for all details. Hitchhike Cosls $70 QUINCY, Mass. (UP) — To save 10 cents' carfare, Russell O'Brien hitch-htkcd.itj. vide from his home to a . 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