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C LAUDETTE COLBERT who
rushed off to Europe for a
long vacation the day she
finished Paramount’s “Blue
beard’s Eighth Wife” revealed
some pet economies of her star'
friends just before she left.
She is extravagant about clothes,
but her French thrift makes her
cling to her old shoes. Gary Cooper
rolls his own cigarettes. Fredric
March always buys two packs of
cigarettes at a time because they’re
Claudette Colbert
a penny cheaper that way. Fred
MacMurray saves razor blades to
be resharpened. Martha Raye
wears sturdy, service-weight stock
ings except on gala occasions.
Most thrifty of all is Marlene
Dietrich. She is a string saver.
Her maid is always wrapping up
packages for her to take to the stu
dio and the string comes in handy.
A1 Pearce celebrated the begin
ning of his second year with his
present radio sponsor and his elev
enth year on the air in his own pe
culiar fashion. He gave his orches
tra leader a rubber baton so there
would be no stiffness in his rhythms
and presented himself with the most
enormous news camera you ever
saw.
When Fred Astaire returned from
vacation to the R. K. O. studio re
cently to start work on his next pic
ture with Ginger Rogers, he found
the amusement park set of “Dam
sel in Distress” still standing. Kind
ly guy that he is, he arranged to
buy all the slides and games and
sent them to an orphans’ home.
Errol Flynn did not even stop to
hear congratulations on his grand
performance in “Robin Hood.” The
minute the preview was over and
he was told that no retakes were
necessary, he hopped a plane to
Boston where he bought a seventy-
five foot boat (a ketch if you will
be technical about it) in which he
sailed off to the Bahamas for some
fishing.
Hollywood players are trying to
figure out some unusual hobby or
secret ambition because the current
radio craze is to present a film star
doing something quite different
from their work on the screen. Cecil
De Mille started it by having Jack
Jack Olivia de
Benny Haviland
Benny, Burns and Allen, and Bob
Burns play serious dramatic roles
on the air. Paul Whiteman fol
lowed that up by presenting Helen
Vinson as a concert pianist. Bing
Crosby lets Fay Wray blow tunes
on a sweet potato and Olivia de
Haviland plays chopsticks.
—-K—
ODDS AND ENDS—Kate Smith has
received an autographed copy of Eleanor
Roosevelt’s newest book from the Presi
dent’s wife herself . . . Louise Fazenda
rounds out her twentieth year of motion-
picture making with "Swing Your Lady’*
and just for fun she is dashing around
the country, slipping into theaters from
New York to Texas and listening to
audience comments ... The cook book
which radio’s mystery chef sends to lis
teners has been requested by the wives
of 21 United States senators, the widows
of two Presidents and stewards of the
royal household in England . . . Edward
G. Robinson is so pleased over his suc
cess on the radio that he is much more
thrilled when fans call him "Steve Wil
son" than he is when they hail him as
"Little Caesar" or any of his other gang
ster roles . . . The picture Robert Taylor
made in England was previewed in a lit
tle California town and people who were
there report that it will make him the
outstanding favorite of the stage.
® Western Newspaper Union.
Tunisian Ship of the Desert Protests Launching.
Carthage Today Is Not the City
of Which Virgil and Flaubert Wrote
Prepared by National Geographic Society,
Washington. D. —WNU Service.
AROUND
the HOUSE
si
Items of Interest
to the Housewife
T ODAY, one goes to Car
thage by automobile or
electric train. Shades of
Dido, Hannibal, and Hamilcar!
But for Virgil and Gustave
Flaubert, Carthage would be
deader than ancient Philadel
phia, which now is Amman,
Trans-Jordan.
Just above the station, in a little
garden massed with daisies and
geraniums, is a monument to Flau
bert. The head, representing the
“immortal author of Salammbo”
(his “Madame Bovary” isn’t even
mentioned in Carthage) is less than
life size. But Flaubert’s romantic
description clothes the city site with
an aura of lasting glory.
Today, it seems a blessing that
the author wrote some 75 years
ago, for Carthage is less Carthage
now. Stucco villas are crowding
closer and closer about the ancient
ports and their gardens climb high--
er and higher on the Brysa, where
the Carthaginians had their fort and
temple and around .which 700,000
of them had their homes.
The site which Dido chose is too
blessed by beauty and climate to
remain a mere sepulcher for a
vanished race which left its most
notable monuments on the maps of
primitive seamanship and ancient
world commerce.
Carthage isn’t Carthage, and pos
sibly never was. What remains is
Punic, Roman, Christian, Moslem,
and art modeme. Here heavy-foot
ed elephants shuffled down long
ramps to their stables and armed
men stood watch on walls that
seemed impregnable. But the site
is a grab bag of history, and unless
one is careful he stumbles over
anachronisms.
“Salammbo” Is a Suburb.
The guardian spirit of Carthage
is a novelist’s creation, whose name
has been appropriated by a sea
side suburb. As one rides from La
Goulette (the “gullet” of the lake of
Tunis) toward Carthage, the street
car conductor shouts “Slammbo.”
Strangers start at the magic word.
The only Punic relic worthy of
Flaubert’s heroine is a young priest
ess with a dove in her hand and
her soft robe ending in wings which
cross over her limbs. Among the
stone ammunition, crude steles, and
cinerary caskets of the Punic pe
riod, this life-size coffin top stands
out like a pretty girl in a morgue.
Revengeful ancients who vowed
not to leave one stone of Carthage
on another kept their promise, but
this lone figure slept on in her hill
side tomb and so survived to prove
that the Punic traders, who took
their art where they found it, were
not entirely lacking in taste.
The ancient ports of Carthage,
long isolated from the sea by the
building of a shore road, are again
connected with the gulf of Tunis.
In the interests of health, small
channels have been dug. The naval
and commercial harbors are now
connected with the Mediterranean
whose Levantine shores bathe the
piles of murex shells from which
Tyre and Sidon extracted a purple
whose memory still colors history.
From the rough stones of the am
phitheater rises a white cross.
“Why this modern emblem in
this pagan arena?” one wonders.
Then he remembers. Cardinal La-
vigerie, who never lost his historic
sense amid his numerous good
works, erected this seemingly in
congruous cross over a spot where
Christian martyrs, to whom that
symbol was more than life, were
put to death some 400 years before
Mohammed was born.
“Carthage must be destroyed”
was the grandiose slogan. But Cae
sar and Augustus had more sense
than Scipio. They deliberately re
stored a ruined enemv to more than
its former beauty and Hadrian gave
it an aqueduct whose remains still
rank among Tunisia’s most impres
sive ancient monuments.
Kairouan the Saintly.
For miles his high-arched aque
duct stretches above grainfields and
grazlpg flocks, coming from Mount
Zahouan, which provides Tunis, as it
did Cgtrthage, with water. You
parallel it on your way to Kairouan
the Saintly.
How describe this holy place
created by Moslems, some of whom
had seen the Prophet in the flesh?
Nothing you may read prepares you
for the silence or the Great Mosque,
the polychrome tiles of the mosque
of Sidi Sahab, the grotesque swords
and giant pipe of the mosque of
Sabers, the teeming marketplace of
the Rue Saussier, or the relentless
irritation of street Arabs begging,
“Good day, mister, give me a cig
arette.”
Once a year the word evidently
goes around that the little pests
shall cease to pester. And since
that luxury comes at a time when
Kairouan is at its best, a visit on
the last day of the annual Rug fair
is pleasantly memorable.
Soon after dawn, to receive pow
der for their salutes, the famous
Zlass horsemen assemble beside the
circular pool of the Aghlabites. Clad
in their best robes and wearing
sombreros whose broad brims are
held up by ostrich feathers, they
seem a docile lot. .But when the
resident general’s car arrives the
tempo quickens.
By afternoon these somnolent
horses will be racing at breakneck
speed while their riders stand in
their saddles, sweep the earth with
their heads, do a shoulder stand on
a galloping charger, and juggle gun
and saber in mimic warfare.
Among the whitewashed graves
where the dead huddle as close as
possible to the Great Mosque, veiled
women stand and cheer.
Eve has not lost her delight in
weddings. When the rider sweeps
down on a cortege grouped about
the silken saddle-tent of the bride-
to-be, and an Arab Lochinvar ab
ducts the angel of his dreams from
half-hearted defenders, who are
probably glad to have it over with,
the veiled women ululate their de
light. The fact that the silken can
opy is empty doesn’t spoil the fun.
Too Much Olive Oil Produced.
Between Kairouan and the south
ern oases stretches the eastern
plain, in which the French protec
tors take just pride, for they have
restored fertility to a region* long
barren. In neat rows, miles long
and 80 feet apart, stand olive trees
whose only fault is their fruitful
ness.
When Paul Bourde, a journalist,
convinced of ancient olive produc
tion here by the ruins of Roman
millstones, brought back groves to
regions the Arab invader had laid
desolate, he failed to bring back
the little Roman lamp.
Even beauty parlors can’t use as
much olive oil as did the Roman
athletes who rubbed it on thick and
then scraped it off in rivulets with
the curved strigil. Lands of corn
and cotton offer substitutes, and the
Philippine palm seeks its share of
the oil trade. Bourde succeeded all
too well. Tunisian olive oil, the
equal of any, begs for buyers at a
fourth its former price.
Sot&se and Sfax are the “big
cities” of Tunisia’s eastern plain.
Each has its neat European quar
ters, each its interesting native
town.
Soussq, then Hadrumetum, helped
Hannibal fight Scipio and later was
carpeted with Roman mosaics. Le
Bardo’s little gem, found at Sousse,
shows Virgil writing the “Aeneid”
between the Muses.
Sfax, second only to Tunis, ships
phosphates and fishes for sponges,
octopuses, and a variety of finny
fodder. Its neat European quarter
seems like an exposition city. Na
tive life centers in the mosque. On
raised benches covered with mat
ting, dealers sell frippery gewgaws
and a fortune-teller divines from
field beans.
Amphitheater of El Djem.
Between Sousse and Sfax a Ro
man ruin dwarfs the modern town
for which it was the quarry. It is
the amphitheater of El Djem. One
sees it from miles away and its
memory follows one for years.
In the Eighth century, when
Kahena, Berber queen, sought to
repel the Arab invaders, this coli
seum served as her fortress. Ex
cept for this and a few other mar
tial interludes the towering struc
ture stood there, empty as the Yale
bowl or the Ann Arbor stadium be
tween games, waiting only for
60,000 spectators to swarm toward
the clouds and look down on the bar
baric spectacles in the arena.
Then, at the end of the Seven
teenth century, rebels hid here, a
bey broke through the wall to reach
them, and El Djem, each of whose
stones had been painfully quarried
and shaped, became a source of
ready-made building blocks for
puny huts.
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UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL
S UNDAY I
chool Lesson
By REV. HAROLD L. LUNDQUIST.
Dean of the Moody Bible Institute
of Chicago.
© Western Newspaper Union.
Lesson for February 20
CHOOSING COMPANIONS
IN SERVICE
LESSON TEXT—Mark 3:7-19, 31-35.
GOLDEN TEXT—For whosoever shall do
the will of God, the same is my brother—
Mark 3:35.
PRIMARY TOPIC—Twelve Men Who
Went With Jesus.
JUNIOR TOPIC—Twelve Men Who Went
With Jesus.
INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOPIC
—Working With Others for Christ.
YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPIC—
Comradeship in Christian Service.
“God can save a man who is all
alone on the top of the Alps.” So
spoke one who sought to discourage
another who wanted to give his
life for Christian service. No one
questions that God could thus carry
on His work in sovereign power, and
that there are times when He does
that very thing. But ordinarily
God works through men. It Was
“the sword of the Lord, and of
Gideon” (Judges 7:18).
What a glorious, inspiring truth it
is that God calls men into compan
ionship with Him for service. Sinful
and weak though they be they may
become strong and holy, and do
valiant service for Him.
I. The Need of Christian Workers
(w. 7-11).
Although the hostility to Christ
was growing apace among the relig
ious leaders, the people thronged
about Him in the hope they might
have deliverance from the devil and
from disease. The need was so great
that the Lord Jesus now prepared
to call those who were to be His
fellow-servants.
The multitudes are in just as des
perate need of Christ and of the
ministry of His church today. WTiy,
then, do they not crowd the churches
and press in around His servants?
That is the question over which
leaders of the church are puzzled.
There may be many reasons, but
we suggest two as being at least
worthy of careful thought. The first
is that we live in a time of apostasy.
In the time of Christ men had only
begun to hear His message of de
liverance. In our day men have
heard and heard again and have
hardened their hearts.
Another reason is that in many,
perhaps most, instances, the church
has so far separated itself from
the Lord that it has no power.
Needy men are not interested in the
dead observance of religious forms.
They want to see the workings of
the power of the Most High God!
Whether men know their need or
not, whether they throng our
churches or not, their very need of
Christ should impel us to serve the
Master in reaching them. The love
of Christ should constrain us.
D. The Call to Christian Work
(w. 12-19).
Much might be said at this point
but we must limit ourselves to two
thoughts. Note that the Lord chooses
his own workers; we do not choose
to work for Him. Then be en
couraged by the fact that He chose
men of widely differing gifts, tem
peraments, and personal character
istics.
Then we note that He called some
of unusual ability, others with little
ability; some learned, and some
unlearned—fishermen, a tax-gather
er, and others of various occupa
tions. Note that none were by pro
fession preachers. What a comfort
it is to those who are in Christian
work to remember that it is not
what we are or may have been that
counts; it is what Christ is and
what he can do through us!
HI. Preparation for Christian
Work (w. 31-35). .
God has many ways to prepare
His servants—but it seems that
they all experience the heart-break
ing disappointment of misunder
standing and the heart-warming joy
of intimate fellowship with the Lord.
Look at verse 21 and you will
realize that the family and friends
of Jesus thought He was crazy be
cause He devoted Himself so whole
heartedly to the service of His Fath
er. Is it not strange that if a man
becomes a scientist he is honored if
he ruins his health in zealous re
search? If he is a business man
he may burn the lights late in the
pursuit of wealth, but if he chooses
to give his life to the greatest of
all occupations open to man—serv
ice for Christ—his friends and rela
tives try to deter him by calling
him a fanatic.
Beautiful beyond words is the oth
er side of our picture. Those who
serve Him are “to be with Him”
(v. 14). He sends them forth to
preach, and gives them power. Yes,
they even become the members of
the most intimate family circle.
“Behold . . . my brethren” (v. 34).
Vain Regrets and Grief
Forgive!—the years are slipping
by, and Life is all too brief—A time
will come when it’s too late for vain
regrets and grief.
Come Apart and Rest!
Even the busiest lives must have
their breathing times, when the or
dinary strain of effort is relaxed.
Unconscious Benefaction
It may well be that the good we
unconsciously do exceeds the sum of
all our purposed benefactions.
Cheese in Soup.—A piece of
cheese the size of a walnut added
to potato or onion soup gives it a
rich creamy taste.
• * •
Cutting Fruit Cake.—To prevent
fruit cake from crumbling while
slicing, dip the knife into warm
water frequently.
* • •
Sardine Salad.—One tin sar
dines, one lettuce, one lemon,
parsley, french dressing. Cut sar
dines in half inch lengths, arrange
on bed of lettuce. Garnish with
lemon, parsley, serve with french
dressing.
* • •
Washing Chamois Skins.—
Chamois skins used for cleaning
windows, silverware and the like,
should be washed in warm water
and soap, then dried slowly in the
open air, but never in the sun or
over heat.
• * •
Beat Whites of Eggs Once.—Aft
er the whites of eggs have been
beaten do not beat again when
adding to cake mixture. If beaten
a second time the air that has al-
Millions have found in Calotabs
a most valuable aid in the treat
ment of colds. They take one or
two tablets the first night and re
peat the third or fourth night if
needed.
How do Calotabs help nature
throw off a cold? First, Calotabs
are one of the most thorough and
dependable of all intestinal elimi-
nants, thus cleansing the intestinal
tract of the virus-laden mucus and
ready been beaten into eggs in or
der to make cake light will be
beaten out. Fold beaten egg
whites in.
* • *
Croutons for Soups.—Cut slices
of dry bread one-half inch thick,
spread with butter and cut into
one-half inch cubes, put them in a
shallow pan and bake in a moder
ate oven about 10 minutes or till
golden brown, turning often to
brown all sides.
* * •
Tip for Good Posture.—While
walking, swing the legs from the
hips and imagine you are walking
down hill with arms and shoulders
relaxed.
• * •
Scenting Linens.—Persons who
use scented soaps and like scent
ed linens can obtain the latter
simply by storing the unwrapped
soap in the linen drawer or closet.
* • *
Cover Apples.—Apples, either
baked or as applesauce, have a
better flavor when cooked in a
covered rather than an uncov
ered container.
toxins. Second, Calotabs are
diuretic to the kidneys, promoting
the elimination of cold poisons
from the blood. Thus Calotabs
serve the double purpose of a
purgative and diuretic, both of
which are needed in the treatment
of colds.
Calotabs are quite economical;
only twenty-five cents for the
family package, ten cents for the
trial package.—(adv.)
IF YOU'RE
ALWAYS
HING COLDS
READ
THIS
SOMEBODY
TOLD ME THIS
RELIEVES A
HEAD COLD
IN A HURRY
T his specialized medication—
Vicks' Va-tro-nol—is expressly
designed for the nose and upper
throat, where most colds begin—
and grow. Used in time—at the first
sneeze or sniffle or irritation in the
nose—it helps to prevent many
colds, or to throw off head colds
in their early stages. Even when
your head is all clogged up from
a cold, Va-tro-nol brings comfort
ing relief—lets you breathe again!
LADY, THEY DIDN'T
TELL YOU HALF-JUST
USE IT SOON ENOUGH
AND IT HELPS
PREVENT MANY COLDS,
Vicks
Vatro-nol
Kttp it Handy.. .Vs* it Earty
Difficulties Aid
Difficulties are meant to rouse,
not discourage.—Channing.
Avenging Wrongs !
It costs more to avenge wrongs
than to bear them.
Calotabs Help Nature
To Throw Off a Cold