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^ • • • • £AGEJTEN.~THE M6RNING AVALANCHF L.UBBOCK MORNING AVALANCHE ,'-M. "Si»rr s the Oiy On The South F'luns" '.' ,1^ "? el "J mormn S ««pt Suo<J»j tnd 6tond«- ma *on/, --oi aaud on Sunday morning only in the Sundijr Araianche- * he AvaUrche - JO>JrnIil Publishlne Compiny. Ire. • Ml Pex SUBSCRIPTION RATES S ' lhr " 76c; combln ""> B CHAS. A. GOY _^3S5"at PARKER F •Editor ,r.d Publ,5h«r «^P» CeS?»i Uai Chas w. RitlUf. Managing Editor It is noi the nuenijon (o c»st reJIeciloo upoo tkt ehsrncwrTr ?S^"", kn "JJ m|fly - ana " throu Cl "to, -.-<! should, ihe m." .gcnnm K,U tppiccistt ntwng our «twntioit called to «a*mt and -rill C |»dly correct any trroneous ttatement made Lubbock, Texas, Tuesday, Marcn 17, 1942 Believe if Or'Not—By Robert Ripley ,0faf 4343 For The Avalonche-Jourwil Of fie l, . MEM2EH OP CHE ASSOCIATED PRESS Ihe Asiocjated tTess i» exclusively entitle to (he u«e -c-r ann ;= t -srsirs-^-is vus iss Htmocr oi Assocutea Press Pull Le»ced Wlrt Service OUR FLEDGE t.Pledye allegiance to the flag O l the United Motes of America, and to the Republic <o f Lh , Jt !! Q ? dS ' ° ne Notion ' indivisible wth Liberty and Justice for all. John Q, Citizen Aroused TWO Lubbock residents were discussing l a matter of national moment the other day. One asked if the other had written his congressman abount it. "Certainly not, was the reply. "He's top busy to pay attention to anything I might Avnte." His answed supplied the reason why most people never communicate their views and wishes on national matters to the President, their congressmen, or others in hiirh authority in Washington. The natural tendency is to feel that the letter, card petition, telegram, or other communication that might be sent from any plain John Q Citizen will be considered entirely too in- sigmificant to carry any weight And it is true that one letter from .one John Q. Citizen on. a controversial subject mav not carry much weight. But a point to remember is, that if a snowflake does not make a snow storm, neither could there be a snow storm without individual flakes. One piece of mail to official Washington "does not make an avalanche. But. without the individual pieces, there could be no avalanche of the kind which do more to guide national policies than any other force. When communications in large volume to.official Washington begin to indicate an overwhelming sameness of thought, then official Washington pays attention. * * V DECENT indications from a number of It sources have been that an avalanche may be in the making now, and that the- first tricklings of it already have reached Washington. Some evidences of it have been observed in our own area. They have been in the form of letters, petitions and telegrams demanding that officia] Washington take whatever steps are necessarj- to forbid intereference with or interruptions of the war effort. If there is to be an avalanche, it will be made up of the protests that pour in spontaneously from the John Q. Citizens who 'are fed up with slowings and stop- pings of the war machine. It will be the collective result of John Q. Citizen having reached the end of his patience with those who refuse for any reason to produce weapons of war while American boys are dying, in the Far East—boys who may die for the lack of weapons which are not produced because someone over here may be idle and bickering about such things as wages and hours. If the, avalanche is in the making, be assured that official Washington won't ignore it. Too obviously even ,for- Washington, it .won't be manufactured. It won't . be one of those things that organization can and do produce on the signal of someone like John L. Lewis. • * * * JOHN Q. CITIZEN has no organization. eJ He hates dictators too much to allow anyone to give the signal which will control his actions. If anyone tried to control him .with signals, he would ignore them. John Citizen is not like the stream of water which can be released or shut off when someone turns the key to a. faucet. John Citizen is like the potential- torrent behind a mighty dam. If anything should get thro'ugh the dam, it screams the warning that the whole dam is in danger of going, that the torrent is in danger of being released. If that should happen, then about all that could be said would be; Look out below. Perhaps the dangers in this matter at this moment are not as imminent as some reports indicate. But the reports still indicate that an avalanche may be forming, that it actually may have formed and may be growing. If so, Washington no longer can he'in doubt that public patience has ceased with any velvet-glove dealings with anyone or anything that may keep the war machine from reaching and maintaining maximum speed and efficiency. The One Minute Sermon Whosoever Ihansgresseth, and abideth r.ot in the doctrine of Christ, hath not GodT ? -e that abideth in the doctrine of Christ, •u hath both the Father and Son. If there come any unto you, and bring :>. this doctrine, receive him not into your .:oi!sa, neither bid him God speed. For he that biddeth him God speed fs partaker of his evcl deeds.—II John 1; ft through 11. A PRAYER MOUND OF TIBET BUILT OF STONES CARVED WITH THE MAGIC PRAYER- VlCTORy PEANUT Found by A,BOUQUET C TEACHES FLOWER CULTIVATION , ALL ITEMS By ELEANOR ATTERBURY Chapter 13 New Secret Sharon's first impulse was to call the police. She actually dialed the number before a second thought overtook her. If this had been no ordinary burglar, then it would: take more than ordinary policing to apprehend him. Quickly, she dropped the receiver, checked the call. She must notify Mr. Goodwin first. Then if he wanted the.police called in — But Mr. Goodwin had not returned from the concert. And recalling his sharp rebuke the last time she tried to give him a message over the phone, she decided against leaving any message for him to call her later. After all, she had better save the news until she saw him in the morning. Obviously, since there was nothing 'of any importance concealed here, whoever had searched so diligently must be satisfied of that now. And certainly, there'd been no harm done—yet. Carefully, Sharon replaced the contents of the desk, the dressing table, closed the window. Dennis must notice nothing out of order. Some day perhaps she would tell him of her secret assignment. As yet, it had best remain secret from him. She slept only fitfully, heard Dennis come in from his walk, go to his room. Heard the fog horns begin their wailing out on the bay as dawn and a morning fog crept over the city. ~ She was half an hour early at the office. But even' the challenge of work piled high on her desk failed to absorb her attention. Every footstep in the- outer hall she hoped would be Mr. Goodwin's. But even by noontime he hadn't yet appeared. And of course, this afternoon, being Saturday, he wouldn't be in. Anxious, she called his home. Pavlo had no idea where Mr. Goodwin might be reached. Sharon left urgent messages at his club..She even phoned the Peralta Yacht club, but, the attendant said, Mr. Goodwin's power cruiser, Ladybird, was still tied to its dock. A.t least, Sharon sighed, he hadn't gone off on a three- or four-day fishing trip as he often did. Surely somewhere, sometime today^she could locate him. Perhaps his strange disappearance had some connection with the burglarizing of her apartment.' Perhaps she should have called the police anyway. It was too late now. They'd •wonder ivhy she hadn't called them at once and there would be too many unanswerable uestions. She didn't dare. Finally, as a last resort, she took a taxi out to Good Samaritan. There was just a chance that Mr. Goodwin had been in to see Tom. „ Play Dumb Tom was sitting in a wheel chair by the window and looking, except for his pallor, quite himself again. "Gosh, I thought you'd never come," he greeted here, and reached for her with both hands. Sharon smi'.ed ''I've been terribly busy this morning. TUr. Goodwin's been away and of course you weren't there to give me your invaluable assistance.. So here I am." "Mr Goodwin was in here this morning," Tom told her. "Getting seme of my 'invaluable assistance' and—" he grimaced, "putting me through the third degree about that accident. Before I got through, I was giving him a practical course in the fundamentals of electrics! engineering. That guy's a sponge when it "coincs Vo getting information, isn't he? Sharon's never left Tom's face, and never once surprised the least trace of his guilt. What perfect mastery he"had of his least gesture, she thought. The perfect undercover agent all right. II only she could conti-ol her emotions, her expression half as well, she might then be of some use to Mr. Goodwin. But, until she learned^ she thought hopelessly, she'd never get ahead of this smooth customer! "You look tired." Tom said frowning. "f don't like your working so hard. What have you been doing?" For a moment, Sharon toyed with the idea of telling him of her shocking experience of last night. Undoubtedly he knew about it and she might just surprise some off-hand remark, an expression even, that would serve as a clue. Then, she decided against it. The risk was too great. Jf she learned nothing, Goodwin would never forgive her having showed her hand to Tom, even for a moment. "Oh, just a lot "of routine correspondence. A lot of new orders The same old thing." "Any trace of that lost truckload of valves yet?" Tom asked so casually she wasn't sure she'd heard him correctly. Now was her chance. Play dumb and see how much he knows —or suspects. "What lost truckload?"—assuming innocence. Tom's glance doubted that innocence instantly. "The airplane valves intended for the factory in Los Angeles that Goodwin can't locate." "'Oh, that! It's not lost. Just missent somehow. Some of the drivers can't keep orders straight to save themselves and every once in a while they leave an order in the wrong place. Then it takes us a few days to locate it. But, it always turns up, sooner or later." "Really?" Tom lit a cigarette, smoked quietly for a moment. "Funny they'd bungle an order as vital as that. It's holding up the airplanes under construction at the other end of the line, isn't it? "Oh, it won't make too much difference," she said carelessly. "They can get valves from some other steel manufacturing company. Besides, we'll have another shipment ready in a day or so." "They can't get the high grade chrome valves Sierra is turning out," Tom corrected dryly. "And they need the next shipment plus the first one." That was unanswerable, s o Sharon waited quietly, hoping Tom would go on. But he only smoked, seemed interested in the cars passing outside. So she finally tried again. "I suppose when you get that new furnace installed, we'll really go to town on these defense orders." "I guess so. : ' — noncommittally. '•We certainly have turned them out more rapidly than any other small plant on the coast this year, I guess." He glanced at her. "Yes? Most plants seem to hit some bottlenecks." "Not this one. I'm sure of that. I certainly would know about it-if there were any difficulties." There, she thought triumphantly, that should convince him she was'just a dumb office clerk. And apparently, it did. H-i smiled slowly. "A! <T y b e tiiey don't tell you everything'." i "Oh, but they do. Mr. Goodwin (rusts me with the files and all his correspondence and everything." Again, Tom's smile assured her that she'd finally scored. Date For Tomorrow "You think a lot of your Mr. Goodwin, don't you?" "I do. He's a fine executive and a wonderful person to work for. I admire him more than anyone I know." Tom crushed his cigarette into an ash tray. "Would you admire him if you knew he was fighting on the wrong side?" , Startled, Sharon kept a tight rein on her wits Here it came— just as Mr. Goodwin had predicted. Tom, attempting to win her over to his side. Since he couldn't get Mr. Goodwin to discharge her and hire one of his own accomplices, he'd try now to make an accomplice out of her! "Why—what do you mean?" "I mean that your man Goodwin has some wonderfully successful ideas—if you can see the picture from his angle," Tom said dryly. "Personally, I can't." ''Well—I suppose you're entitled to a difference of opinion as long as—" she felt her way carefully— "as long as you arrive at the same goal." "Granted. But this time, our goals happen to be at opposite ends of the field." "Oh, I guess I don't know what you mean." "I guess maybe you don't," Tom laughed abruptly and the growing tension of the past few moments snapped with the sound. Feeling as if she'd had a prize jerked away just as she was about to grasp it, Sharon tried to follow him back to his mood of lighthearted b'anter. "Look here," he went on, "they're going to let me out of here tonight. They bullied me into promising I'd stay, in bed until tomorrow. But then I'm taking you for a long drive. I'd like to see a-little of this country while I'm out here.. If it's a. good day, let's start early and drive down the coast. How's that sound?" "Wonderful." A wonderful opportunity—made 10 order. "What time shall we leave?" "'About eleven, huh?" He caught her hand, pulled her toward him. "Promise me something?" "Maybe—what?" "That you'll go to another movie with Dennie tonight?" Sharon's thoughts froze like well-trained pointers. To a movie with Dennis—so Tom's men could have another try at her apartment? Her careless laugh was a masterpiece of self-control, "For pity's sake, why?" "Well—why.not? Dennis is a nice lad. Besides, it will keep 'you both out of mischief." A nurse came in then, murmured something about Mr. Stafford's afternoon rest Sharon, heart hammering with the excitement of this newest angle, tried desperately to say just the right thing. "But Tom,-my love, mischief is fun." '•Not always," and the grave sternness in his eyes belied his smile. "Promise?" ^ _ "I'll—think it over," she evaded him. "See you tomorrow." He nodded, his smile still disarmingly genuine. "You bet." Then, to the nurse. "D'you suppose tomorrow will ever come?" Sharon closed the door on their laughter but Tommy's words still echoed hauntingly as she fled down the corridor. "Will tomorrow ever come?" Just what did he really mean by that? To bs continued Clothes rationing has ousted school uniforms in England. The National Whirligig The News Behind • The News WASHINGTON By Rr.y Tuckisr HE auxiliary military organization now being ••«• formed-under the leadership ot Dwight F. Davis, former Secretary of War and tennis champion, will furnish romantic and exciting service to thousands of patriots too old to tote a gun or manipulate an airplane stick. Detailed arrangements and rer'u- lations have not been completed but here'is-where hairless arid overweight heroes will have their opportunity jto; 1 glory. • Davis wants specialists of all sorts—educators, chemists, mechanics, businessmen, actors, executives, city managers, etc. Some will be assigned desks in the United States, relieving younger officers for duty in the field. But others will be sent to far and strange lands as active adjuncts to'the armed forces. They will fix weapons damaged on battlefields, fitting them for use overnight. They will run post exchanges, furnish amusement to troops in rest camps and direct every variety of administrative duty. 'Eventually, as we recapture territory from the enemy, experts in public affairs will become Colonial ppdestas and governors. Men with a knowledge of finance will be needed to handle confused currency problems. The Germans and Japs supplied us with the tip lor this newfangled outfit. Many of their successes were due to the presence of skilled workers able to repair and keep machinery in operation. On the heels of advancing troops follow key men qualified to exploit the countries penetrated. In some instances our foes utilize women for these tasks. This is another example of the kind of total and totalitarian war we must wage. Incidentally the Davis employes must enjoy, a definite Army status so that they will be treated as prisoners of honor rather than guerillas if they fall into Axis hands. » . » » PAP: The right honorable gentlemen's real reason for opposing the Roosevelt-Mellett §250,000 mansion of government information now under construction in the heart of capital has not been told Having okayed one 145 billions for prosecution of the war, the seemingly unnecessary outlay is not what galls the solons—it^s the prospective infringement on their prerogatives. In the past a member of Congress has been almost the lone, official source of information—or misinformation—for the folks in his district. -He has sent them official documents telling how to care for their chickens or babies. He has obtained data to guide them in preparing their income taxes and has informed businessmen concerning their trade opportunities here and abroad. In short he has been, at least to his constits, an omniscient person, a know-it-all. And he garnered votes thereby. Now Mellett proposes to undertake the problem of dispe'nsing all the ballyhoo news to those back home. Instead of the politicos, he will become the capital's big question-and-answer man. And he is a Roosevelt worshiper and appointee. To the fcoys who depend oh this sort of pap for reelection— Mellett doesn't—such an invasion of their propaganda field is a heinous offense. ,. * « « . "FACE": The loyalty which Douglas A. MacAr- thiir's stand has inspired among native Filipinos may commend him to historians of this era far more gloriously than his remarkable feat of beating off a superior force. His unrecognized achievements in the 'difficult theater of .human relations have been closely marked and tabulated for future reference by State department observers. In diplomatic annals the United States has never been ranked high as a colonizing force and influence. First prize in that field was conceded to the Dutch. The second "Oscar" was given to the possessors of the British empire on which the sun never set—until lately, when the Japs installed daylight saving time. International gossip quarters spread rumors" that the provincial Americans did not know how to run a system of foreign chain stores. Yet in the Philippines an American soldier has won the love of a Catholic, Protestant and Moslem population. They have sworn on their holy script never to desert him or Uncle Sam. The local firemen have been among the bravest of his troops. The civilian populace has rallied to him in the face of Japanese mistreatment and medieval punishment. While it does no good to emphasize these facts— although London and Canberra have—the Malaysians, Burmese, Javanese and "inhabitants of French Indo-China either sided with the invaders or were apathetic in their resistance. That is why Singapore, Hong Kong, Batavia and Rangoon fell so quickly and so easily. Poor handling of locals and their problems was the partial answer. By his contrasting performance MacArthur may he the only hope of.the white man in a vast and wealthy area where our race has seized and held economic power only through a Show of "face." NEW YORK By Albert N. Leman TJ1CONOMISTS who have probed Nipponese se-«-' crets have unearthed evidence which points to a startling role for a "defeated United States" in Tokyo's blueprint for a self-sufficient empire. We are to be forced to pay 'an indemnity with all the gold now stored in Fort Knox. Imbued with the Hideyoshi tradition, Japanese expansionists from Baron Tanaka down to Admiral Tojo have set goals for resources and have methodically plotted the manner in which they shall be seized. Some'dreams already have come true: First railroads to old Manchuria to exploit timber, coal, iron, wool, and food and next invasion of Malaya^ the East Indies and the Philippines to secure tin, oil, rubber, hemp, copra, sugar, chromite, manganese, spices and other natural bounties. And then Australia for wool, cattle and grain. Finally gold for foreign trade and to place silver nations of the Orient on a precious metal basis. Already rich mines have been captured in Luzon. But the big stake—the greatest pile in the world —is' the bullion in our Kentucky strong box, San Francisco earthquake-proof safe, mints and assay offices. Our assets are 23 billion dollars of the wealth-bearing mineral, most of which is at Knox and although exact statistics are censored, federal reports list over nine billion dollars added last year to the fort treasure. Tokyo's own reserve is 164 million dollars. An invaded Pacific coast with men, women, and children held as hostages would be a. key which might open even our closely locked vaults. * * * BIRDS: Washington's inability to coordinate its efforts has prevented the use of available factories on a round-the-clock schedule, according to New York businessmen acquainted with the problem. The aircraft situation is typical. Ample aluminum for the moment exists for fuselages but plane bodies are piling up in eastern and western workships for lack of engines. « One division of General Motors now is in the process of ripping out its old machinery. Production in some eight or 10 of its units will not be in full swing until December and then must face a famine of skilled workers. In a Midwestern aircraft center several thousand machine guns are accumulating because elsewhere planes are awaiting motors The company figures that soon it will overflow its protective storage space". Another headache in one eastern plant, which is trying to supply the war birds for offensive campaigning, is that certain wing panels sent by subcontractors failed to measure up to tests. Construction in some cases was sn faulty that much of the shipment was returned. A different firm receiving poorly finished materials was obliged to organize an independent staff of 200 mechanics to rework the farmcd-out goods. "If you want to be popular, be mysterious," is a woman columnist's advice to girls. Or, in other words, be yourselves, girls; just be yourselves. A soldier in a Texas camp can speak 29 languages. The chances are that he has been so busy learning these languages that he hasn't had time to think of anything worth say.'ng fn any 01 them. Side Glances—By G "I'm not as lazy and ungallant as it seems. My wife'a working for a motor corps assignment and this sort of thing: is part of her required training." Here And There In Texas By WILLIAM T. HIVES Associated Press Staff Writer TH war has come a host- of rackets, dipping into the pockets of rich and poor alike to extract dollars. Texas — eagerly doing its "part; bulging with army camps; many of its sons in the midst of war—is the scene of major operations for the racketeers. Many a Texan is a soft touch when his .sympathies for'a soldier are appealed to, or when he -is asked to contribute in the name of charity. ' The crooks have not concocted new schemes; they use the same old plots, given a fresh coat of camouflage and a new application. The telephone-solicitation still is the most popular form of racket; there is the advertising-selling approach, and even the old chain letter racket is back as strong as ever, this time- with defense stamps. These racketeers work the state over, systematically and thoroughly, bleeding each town and city of money intended for honest use. ' « • O 6 Investigations Urged C. E. Buehner, manager of • Houston's Better Business Bu. I'eau, ujrged everyone to investigate every solicitation. He advised: "Be certain you know where the money is going. I£ you're in doubt, consult your Better Business Bureau." * * * TN THE telephone-solicitation -*• racket, which Buehner calls a "regular, organized business," the crooks use a "tap list." • The list, which sometimes may contain as many as 6,000 names, is obtained from checking in the newspapers and other periodicals donations to such organizations as the Red Cross, the Community Chest, the Boy Scouts, etc. The names are broken down into various groups, according to the amount contributed by the individual person or business establishment. The "select list" comprises the names of persons giving S100 or more. The list is taken to the "boiler room," or operating headquarters, called the boiler room because that is where "the heat is put on" t.he prospects. The head of the racket is called the "bull driver." He runs the mob. Under him is a staff of accomplices-. Usually, two men work one telephone, each working in 15- minute shifts. _ They go through the index cards, the tap list, calling prospects. Usually they give the name of a well-known resident- of the city which they are looting. "This is Mr. John Smith," the conversation may run. "I want to ask'you if you won't donate something to the city-wide movement to raise funds fer a social center for the soldiers. "You'll give $15? Fine, I'll send a messenger for it." The messenger, too, 5s one of the :ang. When he returns, the money is divided according to the percentages worked out in advance, the bull driver gets his cut, the telephone workers and- the messenger get theirs. o .* * Ko Honor Among Thieves There is no honor among thieves, and recently a crooked solicitor tipped Buehner that a lone wol£ was operating a tap list from a private residence. The police caught the man just as he was preparing to begin the day's telephoning. He fiad a bulky package of index cards which he had leased from a gang leader. The cards were complete with the names, addresses, telephone numbers and previous contributions of all the prospects. Buehner asserted many organizations with respectable names, recognized by the community as being upstanding, were "selling their birthright for a mess of pottage" , by hiring promoters to put over projects. "Suppose a respectable organization puts on a dance or a show for some war charity and hires promoters t% hand's '^ it? The public doesn't know it but usually fne promoters get a lion's share of the take." _The consul of a foreign nation some time ago was approached t>y a man who said .' that he wanted to donate his time in promoting a dance for the benefit of an established home for the blind in the consul's native country. The consul thought it was a splendid idea. The promoter used the consul's name and sold a ballroom full of ticket holders. The home for the blind got $53.50 and the promoter disappeared with the rest of the money. He hasn't been seen since. "rpHERE are about a dozen ad•*- vertising 'solicitations, presumably for the'-boys in the service, being worked in Texas," Buehner said. One of the biggest was nipped in Houston last year. A magazine, purporting to be an army-approved publication, -was printed in a Texas city near a huge army camp. The magazine was full oE army pictures and news and the promoter found it easy to sell advertising at $100 a page. He said it would be circulated through all army camps in the stale, but only 1,000 copies were printed, Buehner said. "When two of the salesmen came to Houston to attempt to work up a magazine about Ellington Field, they were arrested. One of th had a police record dating b to 1919. Another scheme broken up was to insert advertisements between the pages of fiction books which would be placed in libraries at soldier camps. The advertising was to be sold at $35 a page. Funny Business 'We must have run inlo * flock, of robins headed north!-

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