PA&E FOOT THE BLYTHEVILLE COURIER NEWS THE COURIER NEWS CO. H. W. HAINES, Publisher ' ' - SAMUEL F. NORRIS, Editor J-. THOMAS PHILLIPS, Advertising Manager Sole National Advertising Representatives: Wallace Witmer Co., New York, Chicago, 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. 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. Si.50 for six months, 75c for three months: by mail in postal zones two to six inclusive, $6.50 per year; U "zones seven and eight, $10.00 per year, payable in advance. BLYTHEVILLE, '(ABK.) COURIER NEWS Of K With the Morals idnappers The world, during the past 30 years, has grown callouses on its conscience. We are no longer shocked at things which would have horrified our grandfathers. It would take a book (and a good book, too) to explore all the reasons. War, like any cause that makes men believe that the end justifies the means, breaks down morality. So does revolution. And the world has had plenty of both since 1911. -•• Perhaps a nation has no morals, properly speaking. But its leaders have. or should have, and what they do unfortunately must pass at any given time for the morals of their people. Usually the morals of the people, individually, are better than national morals, or there couldn't be any organized society at all. Sinking of helpless freight ships, bombing of defenseless civilians, women and little children — all these we have been taught to accept, But there is one phase of current immorality that nobody seems to notice at all. That is the growing practice of making a man's innocent family suffer lor what he has done, or using the threat of such reprisals as a club over him. We think 'of kidnaping as the lowest form of crime because the suffer ing of a victim is paraded before his Joveii ones to compel them to bow to the will of the kidnaper. Morality can sink no lower. Yet it has become established practice in Europe. Russia has the dubious honor of having pioneered the field. No one will ever know how many innocent people have been slain because relatives displeased the regime. How many have been held in line by fear of what might happen to their innocent dear ones? In Germany the same techniques have been applied, with a long arm that reaches across the Atlantic. Plow many Germans and Italians in America, North and South, have been coerced into support of the axis because 'of threats and fear of what may happen to their relatives in the old country if they do not fall in line,? Now in Norway it is announced that property of families of alK men aided the British in their raid on the Lofoten Islands, or who went away with them, will be burned. "Reprisals!" cnes the Nazi newspaper in Norway. fntt Folk. Let the innocent be punished for the "sins" of the "guilty"' Kemember when Grovcr Cleveland •Bergdoll dodged the draft in the World *ar and fled to Europe? If it was even suggested that his aging mother the be clapped into jail or robbed of her property until he returned, we didn't hear of it. Such a thing is repellant to America. Yet it would have paralleled what is going on in Europe today. Until leaders arise who have better morals than kidnapers, how shall Europe have peace? 25 Years oj Co-operation The Co-operative League celebrates its 25th anniversary this month. This federation of consumer co-operatives was established March 18/1916, the first broad effort to systematize the co-operative movement. At the end of those 25 years, nearly 2,000.000 people are member-owners of consumer co-operatives, and another 2.000,000 are members of credit unions or co-operative loan banks. The movement is now so widely accepted that both parties in 10-10 adopted platform pledges to stimulate farm co-operatives. That is the field in which the co-operative movement has made the longest strides. No individual merchant has as much to fear from co-operative as from chain store competition. Meanwhile their steady growwth seems to argue that they iil! n need, and their essentially democratic .setup is best attested by the fact that both Fascist and Socialist governments kill them off at the first opportunity. Nurses Needed hecai.se the need ciated. There are ties in the arm both reserve and The army needs nurses. By June, when the army personnel will have greatly increased, some 4000 additional reserve nurses will be required for duty in army hospitals. The response, Gen. I. J. Phillipson has told the Keel Cross, has been rather slow, simply has not been appre- plcnty of opportune- nursing service, in active status, for all qualified nurses who wish to serve. The loyalty of nurses during the World War was one of its brightest pictures. As soon as the need is clearly understood, there is no doubt that it will be tilled today, even though the crisis Ls not as acute or the need as pressing. s Before the jury of its owa ideals, the minci of America stands on trmi._Dr. Alan Valentine, president. Rochester Uriiversiiy. * - * * Ivory tower indeed! On a college faculty political activity is just about twice as poisonous as any HI ever see in the -st.Ue house.-Dr Odcll Shepard. Connecticut's poet-profcssor-bi- ographor-lieutenant-governor. The world crisis today i s not an old man's nttm; it was brought on by youth and must be settled by yomh.-Presidcm Jumes L . McUou . of Weslcyan University. au?h Hcalih isn't merely 'something negative—me c^nof T1C ? bCtn " Hi; lt J ' S aLS ° "O^' C011 - --c^Hh being well.- juliau Hllxley> ^ * * * OUT OUR WAY * * u - S. has made the America conscious only A. Farley, returning f rom of bem» occasionally.— a trip there. SIDE GLANCES COPB. 1941 BY NEA SERVICE. INC- T. til. REG. U. 3. p A T. OFF. MONDAY, MARCH 17. 1<J41 ' SERIAL STORY DOLLARS TO DOUGHNUTS BY EDITH ELLINGTON Die new immslcr is a lUUc loo young and optimistic— He tloesn t pin people's cars back the way old Reverend Beetle used lo!" THIS CURIOUS WORLD ByWilliam METEORITES DAY: JU-rixsurpf] hy JUT m>\v-i'<kiiml ii-IiMid. IJi'iUrioc m.-ifcf* n s:iU'ly u> »,'»<• Maiirin. Slu- llml.s iIu-Nft \vm-kfitK jn-oplo *»ie 5i:is tiL-vi-r known. A.s Uu-y wiilc nlonj? Ihij sJrt-iM. Hie Klrl :INK-S when- I ten I rice works. Sin- ruimits sJ-e is Jobless. TI.e «Jrl m>rks at Himl- iMK'tojrn—licutricc's own Morr— there! INTRODUCING BEE DAVIS CHAPTER VI jpOR a moment, Beatrice Huntington Davenport could only store at this slim, strange girl with the dark chestnut hair and the eagerly helpful eyes. She felt an insane impulse to giggle. "Imagine her leading me into the personnel office at the store! Asking them to give me a job! They'd recognize me immediately!" But then, dizzily, she thought, "Recognize me? Would they? Who has ever seen me at that store? Only the French vendeuse in the Import Salon. And one or two models who have tried on numbers lor me . . ." It seemed incredible, but as she searched her mind, she realized that it was true. Outside of Mile. Mathilde, with her thin sallow face a'id her animated hands, there was no one in the entire eight floors of Huntington's who, meeting her on the street, could say positively, "There's Miss Davenport." Even the general superintendent, at whose pictured face she had looked this morning, had never seen her. She went back to the last time she'd been in the store. She remembered walking from the car through the street floor, setting into the elevator. She'd worn her .silver fox greatcoat, but therc'd been another customer in the elevator in silver lox, too. On the fifth floor, in the : : -alon, ihere'd been a discreet flutter because Mile. Mathilde had whispered, "Miss Davenport is here." The girl she had met in the subway was asking curiously, "What's the matter? Don't you like the idea of Hunting-ton's?'" "I've never sold anything/' Beatrice said warily. "I—I'm a—a stenographer, really." "Pon'l fret," said the girl. "We have a lovely training department. Whether you've ever sold anything or not, Huntington's their own way of doing things." gHE looked across the table at Toby Masters, and said quietly c nir»rt. *^f ...... L ^ i _i * HTHEY * were now. Neon red, blue and .on Fulton street lights glittered— green. Beatrice you take the training HAT ARE THE ABOVE PEORLE ARE SV/VvBOLJCAL. OF THE BUT ONC^' TWO OF THE SEVEMTBEfSJ KNIOWM . S-PECIES BREED EXCUUSIN/EELV WJTHIfsj THE ANTARCTIC makes course. They make you come in nt 8 o'clock—and you don't get paid extra, cither—HO you can have 45 minutes before the store opens, listening to the Huntington notions on store service " •'I see/' "If you've never worked in nn- othcr store, then you have nothing to- unlearn. Because, let me tell you right now, Huntington's- has saw the signs of Chinese restau- taurants, dance halls, radio stores; the glittering canopy of a movie palace; lighted display windows. Overhead, an elevated train rumbled by. Fulton street was crowded. Cars and taxis made a tangle of traffic. Horns blared. She had never been here before. They went into a noisy cafeteria. A machine at the door yelped twice as the girl pulled a check for herself and one for Beatrice. She made her way knowingly, to a stack of trays- selected knife and fork and spoon from an open rack beside the trays-. Beatrice watched and did the same. The long serving section was a revelation to Beatrice. You took your tray and slid it on the chromium bars past mounds of salads. At the coffee urns, took one of the filled cups you that slopped over a little as the attendant pushed it toward you. There were piles of Danish pastry, doughnuts, cupcakes. So much food confused Beatrice. Meekly, she took two sugared doughnuts because l^e girl took them. They left the serving section then. Balancing their trays, they found a table on which the remnants of .someone else's meal was stiil scattered. "Boy!" called this amazing girl who worked in Huntington's. A shuffling man in a white coat approached, gathered up the soiled half- girl dishes, gave the table a hearted wipe, an " departed. "What do you say?" the asked, as she put sugar in. her coffee. "Want to try at Hunting- ton's'.'" She stirred her coffee, sipped it, made a face. "But you don't even know my name! I'm Toby Masters." Beatrice balanced a spoonful of sugar over the bowl'carefully. "!—I'ni Bee Davis," she answered steadily. "Glad to know you, Bee!" They'drank their coffee, dunked their doughnuts, and Beatrice felt n dizzy little recklessness seeping through her. "I wanted to live like they do," she though!. "Now I'm burning my bridgc/bchind me. ;; But it was still so easy to go back, if .she grew uncertain. Even now she could get up, leave this cafeteria, leave Toby Masters. She could hail a cab at the curb, tell the driver, "Park Avenue." Tiie tingling recklessness increased, became a fever. "Don't go back," she told herself. "Burn more bridges. Cut the last retreat." , Its nice of you to help me get j ., . - ^ ».*»***^ AO—- dont know where I'll stay between now and tomorrow morning. You see, I—I was turned out of my room." Toby Masters gasped. Her brown eyes regarded the other girl with a swift, warm sympathy lou have no place to go? Oh I never dreamed, on the subway! • . - I was watchins: you, you so sure of know You seemed w auiu ^ yourself. Almost"-she smiled apologetically—"almost snobbish. "I can see now that you were worried. I know how it is When I'm worried, I walk along with my nose in the air, trying hard to look as if I owned the earth So no one will guess I am worried." She leaned forward confidentially. "Sometimes, when I'm awfully blue, I go into a store and try on fur coats!" Then she became very businesslike. "But you've got to have somewhere to go! Haven't you any money?" With a pang, Beatrice remembered the roll of bills in her brown suede handbag. She said slowly, "I have some money. I I've been afraid to spend it I can't explain, exactly, but it was as if that money was all I had between myself and—and whatever might happen. Do you see? So 1 didn't pay my room rent." Toby Masters nodded. "I can understand that, too. When I was out of a job,. I held out $20 and told myself no matter what hap- • pcned I wouldn't touch it That 520 was the last ditch fund. Not for a rainy day, but for a hum- cane." "That's the way I felt," Beatrice said. "And of course you won't want to spend it until you actually get a job. I'm sure they'll take you at Huntington's. But just the same, we don't really know. No, you mustn't spend your last ditch fund. Look, I've got a little apartment in Flatbush. I share it with another girl. But wo have a studio couch in the living room. Come and spend the night with us!" "Oh. I couldn't impose! I had expected to p-pay for a r-room tonight really I had." "Well, now you don't have to!' J Toby Masters got up, her eyes si'iining. She pushed her hat down more firmly 01^ her glossy chest- ' nut hair, grabbed the two punched checks and said, "Come on. We'll take the trolley to Flatbush. Wait till Vera sees what I picked up in a subway accident!" (To Be Continued) ANSWER: They're buying ha Is. NEXT: Tlic horse of Morgan. BY NEA SERVICE. WC HIGHLIGHTS FROM LATEST BOOKS J. R. William*; BORKJ THIRTY YEARS TOO SOOM "Salt of the Earth." by Victor Holmes (Mucinillan: $2.50'. its precisely the sort of book' its name im])l:es. 'Thr rerollor- tions or a couutiy editor, it j s in clTcct tho biograpliy of ,\ whole town's pDpislation iGr;ui<i City: 2COO). A.S 'Mtoh, u i., about the liveliest slirc of modern Americana yen \\M\\- .-,/•,> in n lone; time. Hcrr i, s ih r town drunk gcttiug hiniM-ii locked in the church steeple, a bank robbery, and the'town's biggest, wedding, about which the editor told the truth and nearly lost his hide. Ancl here, too, is pa (ho?, such as this bit about the town's doctor, who, -stricken with paralysis, would not cite: Next day. Doc Hayes was bct-trr. Pie spoke n liitlc more freely. "M.-iy I tell the boys now?" his wife inquired anxiously, -you ?ee, they have a right to know." "No!" You mvst not! They In'.ve their exams next. week. If 'hey come home now. (.heir whole .semesters . . . W ork W ii! be gone. tOO 1THiUi. cany on ... IUU.Y i ic^vc ... i promise you, U3iue, L win nam; OP. umu uu.-yre ujjouyn auo noaie . . . i promise u> • • • - 1 i' 1 siue I can naucr ou somehow :> SiOs-.iy, paralysis crept up tlic doctors siac as tie lay upon his ben. ac siif/peci uuo me coma nc know was jit'ar. 'inc wnole town ivllt-'W 01 Ills iCCjUOSi. Lin»iC\!, tUL'V nit-iit. to lus popularity. On a 'UK.miay morning, the cc.mpictti-o mcir J:isi exam.! tuia 'j.v u pi'oitssvjr oi incir | • oy even.tii; uiuy reaoncu ! iiiuiise- unere mi:' i the doctor mm-1 •^^. "uia you ... I I in fine shopc. insured mni. $;<-HII>J- to oe doc- n its early test cases. In one instance, a 5-year-old j girl's life undoubtedly was saved i by an emergency the ne\v preparation. Eighty per cent of the child's body was covered with second and third degree to urns. Credit for the discovery of the spray goes to Dr. Kenneth Pickrell of Shillinston. Del. J<nvaJi Owns Albino Pekinese ORLEANS, la. (UP)—Howard Graesin, Orleans do? fancier, owns -iD-Dliratinn n'< ^ ° f three kn ° Wn Albin ° Pekin ' appncauon o, , esc o:cg - s in the westevn woliH _ The clog. "Whitey" is 10 months old, weighs seven pounds and hasn't a colored hair on its body. The mother was brown and the' father black. Read Courier News want u,' nil y. iw, coy?, U«lcK-.y. S int.- uuiKi "we fini.sncd IJna," Cni-Mii: "tourc tjoui tors . . . ocy? •ihe cJoer jMi on wo inc. >-v ; well ou n^iu r "iuu uu.i i ird his hand. ( -.v :n-.Jic yeans n re \vuii >un." . . . |-je vain J ?: iuiie . . . ou\' UI\UL-CI nis Uu^ "You OUR BOARDING HOUSE Tdth Major Hoopi, ^^^^^^^^.J^^^^'^^— a-DA^SMCuu, -S^^/^^^^^^ usElu cuiva-. Dec roac name uom nis Have.-, earui- E RAD,A^T GLOVNi a cornbiua- s ; ;r ;1 y HO O VVA9M TMt LITTLE Auuou u cemeu ts ut Courif toim-ci lu maKe ui uu iui puouc oiiiL-c a i April i. has been au- anuuuuct;- for .•iirlcrr.iun. JUilN C. AUlertnao, J. iHe-ciection) E. . uSi '; yr.iv RUPERT Cix'APTON ovm of E. R. OV,'TG J ?T R JjTN'l'L E Y lilt uncxi^ircd lenu E. R. DOCTOR OF New Treatment Ha&d For Severe &\KE cases £i? HORIZONTAL J Pictured animal, useful to man (pi.). 6 It is an — or hoofed beast.. 12 Pertaining to wings. 13 Policeman. 15 Goddess of discord. Jfi Citizen. 17 Fashion. 18 Lion's prison. 19 Bushel Cabbr.V 20 Measure. 21 Storage box for coal. ' 22 Its female. 23 Tare paste. To place. Answer to Previous Puzzle 26 27 Paradise. 29 Kind. 30 To roosi. 31 Japanese coin. 33 Existed. 34 Whirlwind. 35 A young horse 36 Pasteboard box. 37 Large inns. 39 Scepter, 40 About. 31 Part of its harness. •12 Spikenard. '!?. Period. 44 Half an em. 45 Sloths. •16 Blue grass. •18 Jt has been domesticated •since —— VERTICAL 1 Riding horse. 2 Hodgepodge. 3 Rodent. •1 Senior (abbr.) 39 Humor- 11 Jt belongs to the genus ^~•14 Alleged force. 17 Becoming. IS Jargon. IP Snake. 21 Biscuil. 22 Market, 23 Kettle. 24 To write. 25 Tax. 26 Main point. 28 Gracious. 29 Oceans. 30 Sarcastic. 32 Young mole horse. 33 Pale. 34 Onward. 35 To party. 36 Kitty. 37 Goblet. 38 Concise. 32 Ancient chisel 47 Three. 5 To contemplate. 6 Above. 7 Trappings. 3 To impel. 0 Untruth. 10 While. 41 Ship. '13 Dower property. -M Silkworm. 4S 3.1416. •57 Transpose (abbr.).
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