The Vancouver Sun from Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada • 21

MAGAZINE VANCOUVER, BRITISH COLUMBIA, SATURDAY, JANUARY 24, 1953 21 New June Whitley Makes Bow in TV I J. Hollywood has re-styled former Vancouver girl and lifted her out of her usual matron roles By BOB WILLETT (Sun Hollywood TELEVISION has started many entertainers changing their style. Early in the New Year, when the Canadian comedian began his fourth season of TV shows, a new Alan Young appeared. Instead of playing a wide range of mirth-provoking characters, as he has done in the past, Alan returned to his old radio idea of sticking to a single comic characterizationin this case, that of a bumbling bank clerk. GOOD-BYE MATRON Similarly, Vancouver's June Whitley, Young's recent video and former radio running mate, has been revealed in a number of roles entirely different to the matron parts in which she had been typed since she first irvaded the film capital ten years ago.

In the special Christmas program of television's popular "Dragnet" series, she was seen as a mother, but as a Drawing is by Sun staff enjoyed machinery music inside building, artist Ronal Bennett. CYLINDRICAL COLUMNS of Alberta Wheat Pool's Vancouver elevator memble a great pipe organ in the opinion of writer Mac Reynolds, who Looks Bushel Modern Grain Elevator For Lights Under Every no smoking and cleaners use Inspection's so careful they've found a farmer's lost watch By MAC REYNOLDS aluminum shovels because they won't strike sparks on the concrete. You've talked with Clarence Lewis too. He's in charge of the nine government grain inspectors at the pool (which itself has only 85 employees, 6pread over three shifts.) They break the seals on the freight cars and measure the loads and check for dirt, foreign matter, moisture. You've seen men at work on the pool's new half million air-conditioner, which is going to suck up a lot of the dust.

But it's Ed Thomas, the pool's dock foreman and contact man between the elevator and the ships, who tells you that bushels, almost half of Vancouver's grain export were shipped from his dock during the August to August grain year, and that he played host to 205 ships. younger, more glamorous one than heretofore. A couple of weeks later, she completed the switch and played her first "heavy," a killer who got killed herself, on the video version of "Mr. and Mrs. North," starring Barbara Brit-ton and Richard Denning.

"I'm having trouble getting used to the New Me," she says. "Perhaps because, although I've tried to pull a switch several times before, it took television for me to be successful." June left Canada six years ago, after making a name for herself as a radio actress on CBC network programs in Vancouver and Toronto. ROBERT YOUNG'S CHOICE After three years in Hollywood, during which her movie and radio commitments were confined to matrons and mothers, she decided to lose weight, regain her slim figure and, she hoped, open up a completely new phase of her career. "I was all set, until I auditioned for Robert Young's radio show, 'Father Knows Best'," she relates. "In spite of my Canadian accent and my slim, trim appearance, he picked me to play the 'typical American mother' called for in the script.

It was a big break, of course, but it put me some grain left in the car, so Floyd pulls another lever and a baffle, like the blade of a snow angles in through the door. Another roll and the car is empty. A receiving belt running through the pit carries the grain at 900 feet a minute to an elevator leg where a belt with buckets in the shape 6f large lunch baskets carry it 200 feet to the top of the elevator. An elevator with wire mesh sides takes you to the top storey; the perpendicular conveyor belt or the "lazy man" elevator brings you down to the next level; the fireman's pole brings you down to still another. On the way you see the hopper scales, holding 90.000 pounds of grain, where carloads are weighed.

You see giant cleaner sieves, like popcorn shakers, ridding the grain of impurities. The chaff goes to- feed companies for stock fond. You see dryers, where hot air is sucked through damp grain, and finally, the 400 storage bins, sgme over twenty-four feet in diameter and one hundred feet deep. You follow Archie along a high, overhead ramp beside a moving conveyor belt until you arrive in the gallery. From the conveyor belt, the grain is tripped into the spouts over the ship's holds and you've pretty well had the course.

You already know some of the story from your talk with Joe Bennett, in his modern office over the CBC studio on Howe Street. The elevator was built in 1927 and '28; on fill and pilings and occupies water lots. It's of reinforced concrete. Good housekeeping and the general dampness of Vancouver's climate prevents dust explosion, but a spark at. the right minute with the right concentration of dust and the right temperature still spells explosion, so there is After visiting Ed ypu get in your car.

At the bridge en. EX-VANCOUVER ACTRESS June Whitley as she now trance a man flashes a badge THE grain elevator has been called Canada's a test architectural achievement. Here is the pinnacle of architecture beauty inherent with function. Rip. ened prairie grains are sleeping their long sleep and pigeons grow lat oh the chaff.

Everything about the elevator eems to say peace and quiet. Don't believe It. Nobody ever took a rest cure in a grain elevator. There is a music to this great concrete pipe organ but it's the music of rumbling machinery, whirring conveyor belts and the hiss of moving grain. Mechanical hands pick up heavy freight cars and shake them until they are empty.

Dust and chaff fall unendingly in a thick brown rain. Through this Workmen glide in nose-and-mouth masks of aluminum and absorbent cotton. Like characters out of some science fiction tale they disappear through holes in the floor some down fireman's poles and others on a perpendicular conveyor belt with steps and hand grips bolted onto the belt. BETTING FOR MURDER What a stage for a murder! With a record-breaking bushels, of grain being Shipped out of Port of Vancouver last year, who would notice a few extra bushels of, say, Auntie. If she ended up in a baker's bin in Calcutta, as so many vitamins, who 'could ever pin it on you? You have a long talk with a man like the Alberta Wheat Pool's coast boss, Joe Bennett, who has been in the grain business since 1904, and you are taken on a tour through the pool's three million dollar elevator on the south end of Second Narrows Bridge.

You watch the grain come In one hundred cars a day containing an average of 2000 bushels each and you watch it go out, spouting like water, from a chute only sixteen inches in diameter, into the bulkheads of the Taigen Maru, appears, looks forward to more interesting roles this inside his wallet. "I'm a custom's inspector," he says. "It's alright, I don't see nothin' and then you know for sure that as far as -that mys' tery plot Is concerned, Auntie may eventually get it one way right back where I had started as far as typecasting was concerned." In two seasons devoted to the weekly portrayal of the patient, understanding Mrs. Anderson of the airwaves, June got in a groove but felt that she was in a rut. Although or another, but certainly not in a grain elevator.

but Gold Prospector Struck Wealth out of Japan, and the Trader, out of San Francisco. In between you see the filters and cleaners and dryers and scales, and you see the government inspectors sampling hand-fuls of grain in goose neck flasks. And you realize your plot must wither on the vine. CAREFULLY INSPECTED Auntie would never make Calcutta. Although it yawns up grain by the ton, the modern elevator looks for lights hidden under every bushel.

Even wallets and watches, lost by prairie far-mers during harvest, are sifted out and this in the earliest stage of processing. But you find out gradually. First you park your car on the dock, which Joe Bennett has told you is 1450 feet long and big enough to accomodate three medium-sized freighters at once. Spouts, angling down at forty-live degrees lrom a gallery over the dock, are hissing grain into the freighters' holds. Stevedores are trimming one hold while another is being filled, for the great timbered bins must be solidily packed.

Grain is fluid, like water, in a ship's bulkhead and when a ship rolls the grain rolls too. Unlike water, however, it does not roll back. Poorly packed grain will topple a ship. You walk up the ramp to the elevator and the smell hits you first the good smell of a country feed shop and then a few brown specks fall on your shoulders, like dandruff, and soon you are in the brown rain. SIGHT-SEEING TOUR Archie Macdonald, head electrician, is delegated to show you He finds you a smock and you start in the freight shed through which runs the CPR spur line.

Here a seventy-five horsepower drum winch pulls the heavily-laden cars into the sheds until they stop over an open pit. In a cupola over the track sits Floyd Story, the elevator's senior dumper operator who has been dumping box cars since 1928. Floyd pulls a lever and a metal fist rams in the planked-In grain door on the side of the car. He pulls another lever and bumpers rise from the track, grip the drawbars at the ends of the car and, with the action of a teeter-totter, tip the heavy It Was in Tobacco J.M.Scott left mining to be B.C. first tobacco planter she played the part perfectly and was well-paid for her performances, she was glad to give it up and get away from the character-comedienne roles that had come her waY if movies and TV, as well as radio.

So far, she has made good progress in this new direction. WITH VAN JOHNSON most recent screen assignment was the female lead in- "For Every Child," produced by the Film Commission of the National Council of Churches of Christ, co-starring her with William Ching. Before that, she supplied strong support for a cast including Van Johnson, Janet Leigh, Louis Calhern, Walter Slezak and Canadian Gene Lockhart in the MGM comedy, "A Steak For By L. G. TEMPLE OME TIME in 1860 a writing, she was featured otf "Vancouver Theatre" -and th'S old "Stag "Party" prograrrtj which launched Alan Young as a network personality.

In 1943, June CultertsdTt married Eill Whitley (then British United Press writer? now head of special events for the Columbia television net- work in Hollywood) and," two years later, they moved to Toronto, where she was hean on Alan Young's program? "Stage 46" and other top radtei shows. She was reunited with the comedian, first on radio, and then in television, when she and Bill hit Hollywood in 1946. She also played several hundred parts on other programs, including the Lc Radio Theatre. The Whitleys are now sepal ated, but both emphasize thi! the breakup of tht't1 marriage shouldn't be blsmcd on HollJ'-wood. They admit that they first discussed divorce "tiro years after they were married; However, true to cinema city tradition, they remain "goo'd friends" and seerrt content tft contemplate divorce at some future date, while concentrate ing on their respective career! for the present.

FEELS YOUNGER "They say that a change is as good as a rest," the new June remarks, "but I think that it's a great deal' betteS Now, while I don't expect win -erognition as a glamofi girl, I feel younger with eatff new part I play. It's like starg ing all over again, with exception: 'When I first cam to Hollywood, I was as please as punch when some produces or director recognized 'Now, because Of my 'off will' the old, on with the r.ew' car paign, I'm delighted when theft don't." would-be miner 1 was travelling over the trail Lot of Milk A Sun magazine reader tells of a farmer who was quite a mathematician. This particular farmer spent a lot of his life milking cows and often wondered Just how many squirts make a gallon of milk. Then he dug up an authority on the subject who said there were about 350 squirts to the gallon. This got the farmer to figuring that in his fifteen years of milking 10 to 17 cows a day, he had milked though tobacco could be grown right there.

He had come from the tobacco growing areas of the States, and had grown it himself. Furthermore, the terrific freight charges to this remote region kept prices high above any reasonable level. Scott made his decision. The devil with travelling weary miles to Barkervllle, probably to find all the creeks crowded with miners and no place for him to pan an ounce. Besides, he still had a bit of money, which would be spent, paying higher and higher prices for food as he went farther north.

He would stay right here and become a tobacco planter, with a market at his front door and no competition. After looking over the ad- to Lillooet, recently finished by the Royal Engineers. The trail started at Douglas, on Harrison Lake, went up a valley to Lillooet Lake, then to Anderson Lake and Seton Lake, and finally to the mining camp of Lillooet on the Fraser. Consisting of portages cut between the lakes, which were traversed by boat, it was then the main highway to the recently discovered Cariboo gold-fields. GOLD-RUSH CROWD Our hero, J.

M. Scott, was by no means alone. The trail was crowded with optimistic gold diggers, freighters, and all the ragtag and bobtail of a At the time I talked to her, she had her fingers crossed, because she was being seriously considered for an important part in a new John Wayne picture, which goes Into production soon and which would feature her opposite Ward Bond. Whether or not that pans out, there is little doubt that she'll be busy in the months ahead. M.

WELL-KEPT grave near Lillooet commemorates J. Scott, the first man to grow tobacco in B.C. 109,500 gallons, or 500 squirts. car back and forth at forty-five degree angles. There's still full-fledged gold rush.

When Scott reached Lillooet jacent area thoroughly, he de cided on a high bench above the Fraser, across the river he was footsore, and thought with dread of the many miles Rand Rhymes om They Sat to Sing Standing The Powell River News relates the incident of "For one thing, I'm getting to be quite a linguist," she told me. "It all came about quite by accident. When I was working in 'Connie' at Metro, producer Jack Cum-mlngs he's another Canadian asked me to recommend some radio artists who could supply voices for the 'dubbing' of a film in several foreign languages." "I ended up doing the Spanish aversion myself why, I'll never know. I didn't know what I was saying half the time, but I guess It sounded alright because they've been calling me in to do dubbihg an average of twice a month ever since. IN BUSINESS END "I've also gotten Into the business end of the business as a sort of leg-man for a television production company and an assistant in the 'packaging' of TV programs." After doing her first radio work on CBC school broadcasts, combining acting with the minister at St.

John's 5) crop ready for sale by the spring of 1861. It is unlikely that It was a particularly choice variety; but at least it was tobacco, even though he sold it in the crude form of natural leaves bound together in half-pound lots. It was certainly a great improvement on kinnikinik, an Indian substitute concocted from the leaves of local plants. By 1863 he had cornered the local tobacco market, except for those few odd customers whose more refined tastes compelled them to buy the exotic Imported brands. To the average hardworking inhabitant of the great open spaces, however, the lower price and greater strength of Scott's home-grown tobacco was ah irresistable temptation, and his bank account grew larger, along with his tobacco fields.

He had been the first man to introduce to-bacco growing in British Co- United Church in that lumbia, and thus, in a small way, made history. For years his as it might be called, was a familiar sight across the Frai-r from Lillooet, and hit made, if not a fortune, a very com fortable living, thanks to his foresight. As freight rates into the country decreased with the improvement of transportation facilities, the price of tobacco from the south decreased, and finally he stopped raising it to a large extent. In 1882 he died, and. was buried near, his former fields.

Some years ago the Lillooet Board of Trade had a suitable tablet prepared and affixed to a large boulder by his grave, which acted as a headstone. Then they surrounded the grave with a well-built picket fence, and there It is today, commemorating one of the first local Industries to be started in this province A paper town who Included that lay between that roaring camp and Barkerville, the new Eldorado. There were no vacant claims around Lillooet, and all the world appeared to be headed for the Cariboo. Would there be any gold sands left for him? He doubted it. Besides, he wondered if his feet, and his courage, would hold out! TOBACCO COUNTRY As he stood in the main street of the bustling camp, he noticed its situation.

Built on a bench above the roaring Fraser, it was surrounded by mountains, which kept off the winds and made the river benches like a huge hothouse. Also, all the miners were either smoking or chewing tobacco, and it looked to him as from the bustling town. Obtaining title to the site from the newly organized government, he hired a bunch of Chinese and went to work. Some irrigation was required, but this was fairly easily arranged by a system of hand dug ditches, utilizing the flow of, a small stream. MEETS SUCCESS He labored, with the help of his Oriental hired men, so successfully that by the fall of 1860 he had a small crop, and more land cleared and ready for larger operations the following year.

As to where he obtained the seed, history doesn't say; presumably he had It cent from the States. Anyway, he built curing sheds and' started getting his first two hymns in succession in the of service recently. Feeling that older folks in his con By HARRY E. TAYLOR Our tennis courts in 'Stanley Park are daily filled from dawn to dark, despite that winter's in it's stride: forgive us if voe point with -pride, and boast that long on Neip Year's Day our swimmers sported in the Bay: whilst East and prairies lie snoicbound our golfers do their daily round, if we want snow, a mile away are mountains planned for. winter play: our critics really are a pain, they grumble at refreshing rain, and shiver when a trifling breeze blows in from ever-changing seas: when -Mister Greeley said, "Go west" we, heeded and we found the best: to those carp at nature's feast, we feel inclined to say, "Go east." gregation might find it Jfl a bit difficult to stand up for both hymns, he announced; "Our closing hymn, which we shall sing while, seated, wm ne "Standing at the Gate of the Year.Mi A.