The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas on December 24, 1953 · Page 7
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December 24, 1953

The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas · Page 7

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THURSDAY, DECEMBER 24, 1953 Rl.YTHEVTT.TJ: (AKK.Y COURTER NEW.* PAGE SEVKN Scouts to Undertake Survival Training Hike SHERIDAN, Wyo. W — A group of Boy Scouts will leave here Dec. 36 on a short winter training hike designed to stimulate survival con- ditions faced by big gam* hunters stranded in the Big Horn Mountains. Scout Executive Phil White said the youths will be equipped only with bedrolls and warm clothing. They will depend on small animals and vegetation for food. To our friends — nerving you has been a real pleasure — "Merry Christmas, everyonet" Harry Bogan DISTRIBUTING CO. DISTRIBUTORS FOR Schlitz Beer At Oimt mat bells ring and angtti ting — Thi joyovs song of our ttnt«t« with*i for oil, tt a resounding chorui that •ehoet "Good Hialth .. . Good Chwr •nd Much HappiniH at YuUtid*." Pat O'Bryant Jeweler Prisoner of Communists Tells Of Christmas Eve in Red Cell EDITOR'S NOTE — Joseph Plsarik, 42, is one of the elfrM heroic Czechs who crashed through the Iron Curtain to freedom in West Germany last summer. Here's his story of Christmas Eve a year ago, in a Communist prison cell. He was released after Stalin's dcatli. lie Is now in this country, a guest of the Crusade for Freedom supporting the work of Radio Free By JOSEPH PISARIK NEW YORK Ifl — I spent last Christmas Eve in a Red prison cell, together with a saint. Prison was nothing new to me when the Communists arrested me on Jan. 9, 1952. I'd been through the Gestapo torture chambers, too. That had been 1942, when I w.-s a member of the anti-Nazi underground in Czechoslovakia. I know how both dictatorships treat their enemies. I know now that today's Reds learned a lot from the Nazis. They know how to break a man's will. They never broke mine, but not because I was some sort of hero. They never broke mine because God was with me. I was a member of the anti- Communist underground in Czechoslovakia and I knew the Czech secret political police were after me. They got me when I was hiding at my sister-in-law's apartment, and I was in their custody last April. At first they took me to the same jail where the Nazis had beaten me up 10 years earlier: the former Gestapo prison in Pilsen. They tried to break me there, but I prayed and God was with me and they never learned the names of j my friends in the Czech underground or where our arms were hidden. After a while they gave up and sent me to the dlstrl< • jail in Pilsen, a place which had special cell blocks for "politicals" like myself. I have a broken ear drum to show fo:- their efforts. They put me in a cell just 12 feet long, 10 .feet high and an arm's breadth wide. It had a window with frosted glass and iron bars, higher than a man's head. We weren't allowed to look out, My cellmate was a farmer about my own age. I don't want to give his name because I might get him or his family into more trouble. He isn't as lucky as I. I'm free. He's still freezing in some Red cell. We'd been there for months, starving and cold in that tiny cell. We slept on straw mattresses on the floor. Three ragged, thin blankets given each of us never kept us warm at night. Bread and a watery soup and some bitter coffee substitute for breakfast were all we had I to eat. | Then It was Christmas Eve. In the old days. Christmas Eve was the big holiday for us in Czechoslovakia, bigger than Christmas Dny, and always filled with laughter, singing, prayer, and good food. But we were in our cell, lonely, aching, hungry, miserable. I'm ashamed to say that we had been reduced to not much more than animals. My cellmate and I both were religious men, but we hadn't so much as crossed ourselves since we had entered that cell. When prisoners refuse to taJk, the Reds often put a spy in their cell. We distrusted all newcomers. And so, when the guard suddenly opened our cell door at noon and shoved in a new man, we looked at him slowly. I He was a man of 58, thin, but ; holding himself erect and cligni- i fled. He was without tie or collar. ( When I looked into his eyes I trust- I ed him. He smiled and spoke in a ! tired voice: j "Good greet you. my brothers. In suffering. My name is Joseph Limpouch. I am a priest." I found out later he was a rnon- signor, a dignitary of the church and a professor. But more, I found ' ™?8$»* , AIK PRESSURE LOCK SAVES LIFE — Doctors credit Crittenden Memorial Hospital's air pressure lock, which operates much like an iron lung, with saving the life of David Ronald Eatmon, son of Mr. and Mrs. Odie Eatmon of Keiser. Bom prematurely at the West Memphis hospital, the infant weighed only three pounds and was not breathing at birth. Now growing normally, he is shown here at six months with Nurse Catherine Mansfield. The pressure lock was presented to Crittenden Memorial Hospital by its women's auxiliary. Lou Costello Proves Spirit Of Christmas Best Medicine out he was a sainl>y, simple man, Suddenly happy to meet him, we asked him to sit down. "Brothers, talk to me as a friend," he said. "We are all brothers in suffering here and we will want no formality. We must take hope from God." He asked us why we were in jail. We told him; suspicion never .entered our minds. Why, I don't know. We simply felt that here was more than a friend. He was tired and spoke with difficulty, but he gave us courage and his words filled our hearts and warmed our ceil and made us feel that, somehow. God was among us. "Cook." he told us, "I have spent years in Nazi concentration camps. I endured only because I believe in God. I never despaired. J only prayed—and God helped me. Today we are in he same situation but if we only have faith in our God. then he will surely help us. ," Then, as he spoke to us, for the fir:,t time since I was arrested, I forgot where I was. The Christmas, ol which we haa despaired, was with us after all. This man brought us courage and, what's most important, he renewed our faith. The next day, we were amazed. Instead of the watery soup, we got a Christmas dinner. Sure, the soup was a part of it and four portions of the dinner would not have filled us up, but it was our Christmas dinner and we were thankful for it. They gave us our food in small tin pots and we sat about the tiny tahle in our cell and the monsignor led us in saying grace. It was the first time we'd said grace since we'd been jailed. He bowed his head and all of us joined in to pray: "We thank Thee, our Lord, Tor these Thy gifts, which we enjoy from the frui ts of Thy bounty. '* And then we spoke the Lord's Prayer and the room seemed to fill up with warmth and for just a moment, I thought myself at home again, with my loved ones. n office -typewriters? ...this is! NEW Instant-Set Margins »utomatic, accurate, fast! MIW Touch responsive, feathcr-lighcl NEW "Write" clean, clear, uniform! NEW Keylever Action Speed where it counts! This all-new Smith-Corona "Eighty-Eight" Secretarial it engineered for tireless touch, effortless speed and actioa Try it! In your own office... Smilh'Corona Don Edwards Co. Phone 3382 Blytheville, Ark. IOE1 In the commemoration of flic birth of Christ, we extend to you the season's greetings. Mr. and Mrs. M. L Mayo THE RUSTIC INN OSCEOLA, ARKANSAS By JAMKS BACON HOLLYWOOD W— Lou Costello today is walking proof that there is no medicine like the spirit of Christmas. Last Oct. 29, Lou suffered a serious collapse. This was the rotund comic's sixth critical illness in 10 years and it understandably started mumblings that the little guy had taken his last pratfall. Even his studio decided to replace Abbott and Costello with another comic team in a scheduled movie. Movie studios are in hard days now. days in which sentiment has no place. Since 1943. Lou has had three rheumatic fever attacks, one gangrenous gall bladder operation j and one neav internal drowning from fluid that invaded his tissues. His doctor was worried. He told the comic a month ago that he must close his Sherman Oaks i home and move to Palm Springs j for a rest. ' But Costello refused because of Christmas. People who have i known Lou for a long time will tell you that no one gets more fun out of Christmas than he. | The doctor knew that and was afraid this year would be too much for a man as sick as Lou. His home is a mecca for all the ; children of Sherman Oaks. He has -spent as much as S3,000 in decorations. This year the whole house is j lit up like a giant Christmas tree. liding across the roof is a life- sized Santa with reindeer and sleigh. On another wing is a chim- j ney with bubbles blowing continually, and another Santa. In the yard another life-sized Santa, talking by electrical animation, greets all the children Christmas enrols play off recordings around the clock. Cars, totuted with kids, creep bumber to bumper down the street. On Christmas Eve comes the climax. Lou will gather al! his family and clo.se friends in the den and then, with n little ritual all his own that begins promptly at midnight, will hand out lavish gifts one by one. 'He's like a little kid about this," a long-time friend said. "Why, It would have broken his heart if he couldn't have done It this Christmas," How is he bearing up under this mad Christmas rush? "Well," answers his doctor, few weeks ago I said he should b« well enough to go back on television in March. I must revise that as of today. Christmas 1* ft better doctor th»n I. Lou Is wett enough to go back to work tomorrow." Happily Paid Fine ALBUQUERQUE W) — A fine for drunkenness was the best $10 a 30- year-old Albuquerque man ever spent. Police rescued him from the busy Santa Fe Railroad tracks, where he had passed out. Greetings tor Qverpark'tng ARLINGTON, Mass. W — TraMc officers will hand out greeting cards Instead of parking tickets this Christmas. The message reads: "Merry Christmas. This is our gift this year instead of the usual parking summons. Make it a safe Christmas. Drive carefully." All of our staff joins with us in wishing you the very Best Christmas ever, and lots of joy for all the clays ahead! We Will Be CLOSED December 25-26-28-29 OPEN Wednesday, December 30 W.'.t mod. lp our ow> ChrMmm carol to put Into word. **« »»ry mict thingt we're wishing yo. this CM«tmo». W»'rt tinging o.t o.r wlikti Mat yH My •* (( |a y *««ltt and kapplneii . . . KCMrity antf protptrlty . . . and tW » M y Meiiing. of food fiHavtklp »4

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