Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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McCORMICK MESSENGER, McCORMICK, S. C., THURSDAY, JULY 2, 1936 1 STAR | 1 DUST | * jMLovie • Radio * VIRGINIA VALE*^ I F YOU are one of the girls who have written to Karen Morley asking for some of her old clothes, cheer up—you may receive some thing soon. The lovely Karen found, not long ago, that she had to put on aome weight. So she did; moved to the beach, and pnt on fifteen pounds. She was delighted, but na turally none of her clothes would fit, mo she's sending them to the girls who imye written to her in the past. Lucky girls—and generous Karen! Some of war pretty ladies of the screen would hare sold the cast-off garments, or ■aved them, just in case they needed clothes of that period in future, and grew slim enough to wear them. In the course of a personal appear ance tour, John Boles recently visited Lynchburg, Va., In or der to take a look at Randolph-Macon col lege, which his wife attended. The visit was a triumph, with the girls mobbing John, and John tele phoning his wife, who Is in London, from the president’s office. But imagine the chagrin of the busi ness man who formal ly presented him to an audience as “Major Bowes ! H Howev er, It's Innocent blunders like that one that produce spontaneous laughs. —X— John Boles Nowadays the door that leads to endless opportunities seems to be the one that leads to a radio studio—al- anost any radio studio. Not long ago Anno Nichols attended a broadcast of the radio version of her current play, "Pra-Honeymoon. w (It was Miss Nich ols, you'll recall, who wrote “Abie’s Irish Rose.") In the cast engaged for the broadcast was a girl named Pat Lederer. And Xliss Nichols liked her work so much that she promptly en gaged her for a role In the stage ver sion of 1 the play. —X—.'[ “Fury" Is one of the pictures you'll want to see. It’s a picture with a message, a scathing Indictment of ’inching, and the( leading roles are magnificently played by Sylvia Sidney and Spencer Tracy. Don’t miss it . —k— Apparently Eleanor Powell 1 has gone romantic in a big way. The young man Is John Payne, who hails from Richmond, Va., and is a grandson of John Howard Payne, author of “Home Sweet Home.” The two young people were in a play together In New York. Beanor was instrumental in persuad- fisg him to $o to Hollywood to work Cn “Dodsworth,” and has been coach ing him for the screen. Incidentally, Eleanor might never fcave attained the heights in Holly wood if she hadn’t been annoyed be cause somebody patronized her when ahe was Introduced as a tap dancer. Right then she decided that she'd show those Hollywood people what she could do as an actress. —X— Nowadays when you see and hear an actor singing In a picture, the chances are that what you hear wasn’t recorded while the actor was photographed. This may be a good Hsa, because so many singers make funny faces when they sing, but on the other hand, it destroys ths Illu sion that ths singer Is really singing. But Grace Moore is lucky. She not only sings beautifully, but she looks beautiful while she’s doing it. Bo she sings while the cameras grind, and ths result Is perfect. —X— * If you want to be slender, says ■ary Boland, don't sleep too much. She gives a rule that she has found effective during her long and success ful career on the stage, and she r s ob served it daring Jier equally success- fnl movie career. “Six hours’ sleep for a man, seven for a woman, eight for a fool,” says she. But she won’t find many followers in Holly- | wood, becanse movie stars are told to get plenty of sleep so that they won’t have cir cles under their eyes. —X— Paramount execu tives ought to rejoice over “The Princess Comes Across.’’ It’s a delightful p I ct u r e, rith dkrole Lombard and Fred Mac- fnrray at their best, and offers both a lellghtful satire on moviedom and a nnrder mystery for your entertaln- Mary Bsfand ODDS AND ENDS . . . Anita Louise re- turned from Europe on the first sailing of the Queen Mary, and Irene Dunne and her husband sailed on the return voyage .. . Fans have sent Anne Shirley so many requests for locks of her hair that she’d §a bald if she complied with them . . . th “The Garden of Allah” you’ll see Jadaan, the horse Valentino rode in so many pictures ... Maureen O’Sullivan can’t get away to visit her family in Ire land, so she’s bringing them all to Holly- mood . . . Erick Rhodes is going to try to swim across Boulder Dam, a distance of eight miles. O Western Newspaper Unloa. “Hands Up" By FLOYD GIBBONS Famous Headline Hunter W ELL, sir, you boys and girls seem to have had adventures with about everything there is, but here’s a bird with a new one. He is Morton Greenbaum of New York city, and he had an adventure with the English language. Of course, that wasn’t all of the adventure. There was a dark, sinister looking man in it—a man that frightened Mort almost to death. But the English language certainly played a big part, and to my mind it deserves most of the credit for the affair. Mort came to this country from Hungary In the fall of 1921, and made his home, at first, with a sister in Cleveland, Ohio. His sister conducted a grocery business there and she and Mort lived in rooms upstairs over the store. He stayed with his sister while he was learn ing English. \ Mort worked hard over his English, for fie realized that the sooner he had it learned, the sooner he could get a job and take his place in the com munity. Every evening he went to night classes at the Central High school, and in between times he brushed up on his class work by reading the news papers. • Mort Believes Stick-up Guys Were Real Peril. And from those papers, Mort got a mighty funny conception of what these United States were like. The post-war crime wave was on, and the papers were full of stories about holdups. Mort didn’t stop to think that those crime items w.ere gathered from all over the country, and from all over the environs of Cleveland. He thought of them in terms of the small towns in Hungary which he knew. And the result was that he began thinking of America as a place where law and order had broken down completely—where bandits ran wild all over town—something like our own conception of the banditry in China. He felt that, almost any minute, he might run across a stick-up man. And the thought wasn’t very comforting. Then, one day In October, It happened. Mort had been plugging along on his English, and had learned a bunch of words that he recognized when he saw them on paper. But when people pronounced them, or when he tried The Colored Man’s Right Hand Was Hidden In His Pocket. to say them himself—well—that was a different matter. Pronunciation was the thing that was bothering him most when, one day, as he was watching the store while his sister had gone upstairs for a few minutes, a man came walking in. This Looked Like an Honest-to-Goodness Hold-up. He came In silently, and that frightened Mort right at the start. He was a huge colored man and he stood in front of Mort with his right hand hidden in his pocket. “The pocket bulged,” says Mort, “and something in it gave out a metallic sound. The man looked straight at me and, in a depressed but en ergetic tone, hissed one word: “Hands’p.” Th# Colored Man’s Right Hand Was Hidden In His Pocket Hands up! Mort knew that word all too well. He had seen It In ths newspapers too many times not to know what it meant “Strange ly enough,” he says, “I didn't seem to be afraid to die. True, my legs gavs way and I could hardly rise from the stool I was sitting on, but the prospect of my own death was not so disturbing as the thought that my only sister, a mother of five little children, might come down any minute. “Accordingly, with all the self-control I could command, I began retreating along the counter toward the stairs so that if my sister appeared I might give her a sign to apprise her of the danger.” Black Man Has a Single-Track Mind. At the same time, Mort felt that he ought to say something to keep that bird’s mind off such ideas as shooting Mort. But the only thing he could think of was a feeble “Wh-a-at?” The big colored man seemed to be losing patience. "Hands’p 1” he growled, this time louder and more Insistently than before. “I had nearly reached the stairs,” says Mort, “when the man seemed to lose his patience entirely. He brought his hand from his pock et—without a gun in it, to be sure—and gesticulating savagely in a cer tain direction above my head, bellowed from the depths of his lungs, ‘Handsopl’ ” And at that same moment, Mort heard his sister coming down the stairs. The thing he most feared had happened. His brain reeled and his knees began giving way under him, but he pulled himself together and whis pered to his sister in Hungarian: “Honey—man says, ’Handsopl’” This Hold-up Has an Extremely Happy Ending. But the dread warning didn’t seem to make any impression on Mort’s sister. She kept right on coming down those stairs. This time, Mort lost all sense of caution: “Honey,” he almost shouted. "Don’t yen hear? Handsopl” And Mort’s sister looked at Mort as if to say, “Well, what are you yelling about.” What she did say, was: "All right. Give him one of those red cans on the second shelf.” Puzzled, bewildered, Mort turned in the direction she was pointing. “And on the sides of those little red cans,” says Mort, "my alien eyes spelled out the legend hand soap! I bad tripped np on nothing more dangerous than the niceties of pronunciation of the syllables ‘up’ and ‘op.’ And the metallic sound ing thing in the colored man’s pocket was only the jingle of a few pennies with which be paid for his purchase.” WNU Service. Revolutionary War Trick Maj. David Zeigler, who upon ap pointment by President Jefferson be came the first marshal of the Ohio dis trict, was taken prisoner in Philadel phia during the Revolutionary war to gether with two other American offi cers. Soon afterward the three men escaped and, In fleeing, stopped at the house of a German family near the city. Major Zeigler, who had begun bis military career in the army of Fred erick the Great, posed as a Dutch doc tor to gain the friendship of the Ger man family. Making some pills of bread and water, says the Cleveland Plain Dealer, he cured the wife of some minor aliment and the three men were thereafter not only treated cor dially but did not have to pay any bills for board and lodging- "Feather in Your Cep” The phrase, "feather In your cap,’ means that something Is an honor tt you. The allusion L to the very gen eral custom in Asia and among the American Indians of adding a feather to the headgear for every enemy slain. Tho pnclent Lycians, and many others had a similar custom, and it is still usual for the English sportsman who kills the first woodcock to pick out a feather and stick it in his cap. The custom in one form or another seems to be almost universal. In Hungary at one time none might wear a feather but he who had slain a Turk, and it will be remembered that when Gordon quelled the Taiplng rebellion he was honored by the Chinese government ^ith the "yellow jacket and peacock’s feather.” TALL TALES As Told to: FRANK E. HAGAN and ELMO SCOTT WATSON The Artistic Goat G EORGIA’S delightful climate gave continuous employment to the goats owned by that eminent Atlantan, Pat Candler Dinkins. The goats were Sandy and Mand^r. Mandy was tied in the barn most of the time. Pat noticed casually that she amused herself by plaiting straw into various shapes and sizes. Sandy went out at night to attack trespassers. There was the pecan grove in the fall and luscious Georgia water melons to be guarded every summer. And not a night passed but Sandy re turned with scraps of clothing his horns had speared from the hind quar ters of some pickaninny w T hose judg ment had surrendered to his appetite. Pat says Sandy was invaluable as watchman and that the materials he brought in invariably were scraped from Sandy’s horns into the goat stall. Size and color of saiiiples depended, of course, on what white folks of the neighborhood had worn the year before. “I was proud of Sandy,” Pat con fesses, “but I didn’t appreciate Mandy until I sneaked into the stall with a flashlight one night and learned how she used her spare time. “There she was, calm and contented as can be, weaving a beautiful rag rug from • the materials that Sandy’d brought in. "Whenever we need carpets up at the house now I simply drop a sup ply of rags into Mandy’s stall when It’s real dark and make a scraping noise like Sandy’s horns. That goat can weave four 3 by 6 rugs in one week and take a day off besides.” s Ring ’Round Rosy I N MILAN, TENN., where a special ty is claimed for watermelons, fine baseball clubs and tomato crops, they brag about their fat girl. This lady, according to Bruce Oliver, was the most enormous gal inhabiting West Tennessee. ' Nobody knew her name, said Bruce, because no one ever got that close to her.' Just in fun he called her Rosy. She came over to Milan from the nearby town of McKenzie and almost immediately was besieged with suitors. The most persistent of these was Bruce himself. He used to visit the damsel, sit out on the porch with her and feed her Ice cream from a double freezer. When the bottom of the freezer was reached, Bruce, sorely smitten by the fat girl’s charms, was Inclined to grow serious in his love making. He wasn’t disil lusioned even when she confessed she slept in a bed strewn with cinders to prevent her rolling off. Bruce was a persistent cuss, he ad mitted. In attempting to express his true feelings he would place an arm part way around the fat girl. When he had reached as far as possible be would mark his position with a pink crayon. Then he would move around to the mark, resume a posture of affec tion, and so gradually encircle the waist of the girl he worshiped. The romance progressed swimming ly, according to Milan records, until the day Bruce shifted position, crayon In fingers, and bumped into an otter stranger who was chalking his own way around the waist from the op posite direction. N The Erratic Gale S OMETIMES in Chicago It isn’t even necessary to go into a restaurant If you insist upon changing headgear. This will be understood, as well as the reason Chicago is called the Windy City when it is known what happened during the second Century of Progress to the visitor from Kalispell, Mont This gentleman strolled blithely through the fair when a gust of Lake Michigan wind lifted the wide- brimmed stetson from bis head, slapped it twice against a flagpole and disap peared with it in the dusk. The dismayed fair-goer almost swal lowed his toothpick In his vexation. He had turned toward a nearby hat store to buy a new headpiece when there came a sudden swirl, another stetson dropped from out the sky and settled on his brow. The second hat was of fine texture, in good condition, and fitted perfectly, all these details having been carefully attended to by the second errant breeze, which fortunately bad decided to befriend the visitor. . As he related the experience that night in a Michigan avenue tavern he was approaohed by an entire stran ger who smlltagly returned the lost hat, and retrieved his own. The second man, it seems, had brought three carloads of cattle to the stock yards. As he was marketing them, he, too, was selected by a play ful breeze. The hat of each man had been whisked away to the head of the other, even though they were nine mites apart at the time. ® Western Newspaper Union. Frozen Wells Frozen wells are wells In which ice s found either with or without water. They occasionally occur both here and in Europe. A famous one in Brandon, Vt., was sunk through a mass of frozen ground 15 feet thick and formerly showed Ice at 14 feet below the sur face in the summer time. In most frozen wells the ice lasts until late summer and the temperature is above the freezing point. TOO MANY VARIETIES The case before the court had been going on for many days and concerned a claim that involved wearisome tech nicalities. Things were not improved when the counsel made a speech of unnecessary length. He said: “Then, my lord, comes the question of bags; they might have been full bags or half-full bags; or again, my lord, they might have been empty bags.” “Or,” interrupted the sorely-tried Judge, “they might have been wind bags.”—Montreal Star. SLOW COLLECTIONS AW Ground J? /fre House l wi_ Fresh gingerbread topped with lea cream makes a delicious dessert • • • The ends of rugs should always ba left open when they are rolled and tied up for the summer. • • * Left over fruit juices, should ba canned for next winter’s use. Added to gelatin desserts, puddings, etc., they give a delicious flavor. • • • One-third whiting, one-third plan ter of paris (poison) and one-third flour mixed with water into a smooth paste, is excellent for filling small cracks in plaster. • * • When pressing a linen suit, damp en with cheesecloth that has been dipped in water, then press linen on wrong side. • • • Meringue falls when the oven is too hot. If you wish to bake a mer ingue successfully, have oven les» than moderate heat. © Bell Syndicate.—WNU Servlca. ’Tm sick and tired of running after you with this bill.” “Try walking, old chap.” Maybe It’ll Work Rastus was sent to the general store. “My boss,” he said to the clerk, “wants a pane o’ glass nine by ’leven.” "Haven’t got none that size. Ras tus,” said the joking clerk, “but will a ’leven by nine pane do?” “I’ll try ’er,” replied Rastus. "May be if we slip her in sideways nobody’ll notice it.”—Atlanta Constitution. \\^J/ Good LIGHT Every NiOht PVT ii WITH A fbleman ^LANTERN THIS la tha little A Lantern with tha biz brilliance. It lighta instantly ~ * ready for any fiahinz, i rpe globe Jnat the light yon need on tho farm, for hunting. Has genuine Pyrex bulge-type _ , . tilator top, nickle-plated fount, nuilt-in pomp. Lika Coleman Lamps, ft makes and burns Its own gaa from regular gasoline. It’s a big value, with yearn of dependable lighting aarvice, for only 9S.9S. 8EZ YOUR LOCAL DRALKR — ar writs for FREE Folder. THE COLEMAN LAMP AND STOVE COC pt. Win 50, Wichita, Kanaj Los angolas. Cal If. r a. 111.; Philadelphia, Pa. (SICflf Romance Is Refined It requires a refined mind to ap preciate and enjoy romance. Living Up to the Ad Irate Employer—See here, you young Rip Van Winkle, I hired you only yes terday, and I believe you’ve been asleep ever since. Sleepy Joe—That’s what I thought you wished, sir. Here’s your adver tisement. "Wanted, an office boy, not over sixteen, must sleep on prem ises.”—Stray Stories Magazine. Poor Pa Mrs. Peck—Now, Henry, what are you thinking about? I can always tell when you have some thought that you are trying to conceal from me. Out with it! Henry—I was just wondering what the Mormons could^see In polygamy.— Pathfinder Magazine. Your Taste Will Tell “Can any little boy,” asked the new teacher, “tell me the difference be tween a lake and an ocean?” “I can,” replied Edward, whose wis dom had been learned from experi ence. “Lakes are much pleasanter to swallow when you fall In.”—Royal Ar canum Bulletin. She Was Observant Aunt Helen—I think you are too big to play with boys. Small Niece—Why I’m not as big as you are and I even saw you kiss a boy last night. GOOD JUDGMENT Sunday School Teacher—Do you love your enemies, Jimmy? Jimmy—I try to, when they are big ger than I am. x Superstition “Are you opposed to vivisection?” “No,” answered the professor. “But I cling to old superstition enough to believe that when a dog howls It may be unlucky for the reputation of re spectable science.” No Sale First Shopper—Why, hello! You seem to be busy. Second Shopper-*-Yes, I’m trying to get something for my husband. First Shopper—Had any offers yet? Cruel Treatment “Hello 1 Is this the Humane so ciety?” “Yes.” “Well, something ought to be done about scratching those horses at the race tracks.”—The Rail. But Not the Bill “And the vacation resort overlooked a lake?” “Yes, and It overlooked comfortable beds, good food and everything slsa besides.” Black 1 Leaf 40 JUST A DASH IN FEATHERS.. “Cap-Brush"Applicator, k makes "BLACK I 60 MUCH FAKIWI OR SPREAD ON ROOSTS 54 AND 10 4 JARS THE 104 SIZE CONTAINS 3'/ 2 TIMES AS MUCH AS THE 54 SIZE MOROUNE ■ Yl SNOW WHITE PETROLEUM JEUY Watch Your Kidneys/ Be Sure They Properly Cleanse the Blood YOUR kidneys are constantly filter- I ing waste matter horn the blood stream. But kidneys sometimes lag in their work—do not act as nature in tended—fail to remove impurities that poison the system when retained. Then you may suffer nagging back ache, dizziness, scanty or too frrauent urination, getting up at night, puffinesa under the eyes/ feel nervous, misera ble—all upset. Don’t delay? Use Doan's Pill* Doan’s are especially for poorly func tioning kidneys. They are recom mended by grateful users the country over. Get them from any druggist Doans Pills UPRE'S RELIEF I Sore,Irritated Skin r Wherever it is—however broken tho urfaco-f reeiy apply soothing Resmol SUER SOUNDLY Lack of exercise and injudicious eating make stomachs acid. You must neu tralize stomach acids if you would sleep soundly all night and wake up feeling refreshed and really fit. TAKE MILNESIAS Milnesia, the original milk of magnesia in wafer form, neutralizes stomach acid. Each wafer equals 4 teaspoonfuls of milk of magnesia. Thin, crunchy, mint-flavor, tasty. 20c, 35c & 60c at drug stores.