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McCORMICK MESSENGER, McCORMICK, S. C.. THURSDAY, JULY 14, 1938 Star Dust + Coy Beauty Queen ★ Summer Football ★ Ginger 9 s Ma 9 s Career — By Virginia Vale T IMES certainly have changed. Miss Vera Dick ens of Lynchburg, Va., was May Queen at Randolph-Macon college, and as a result pictures of her appeared in the news reels. Whereupon Metro offered her a screen test, and possibly a contract. But she wasn’t at all sure that she’d accept; said that she wasn’t particularly interested in a movie career. / , —* At Universal they’re sort of out on a limb. When they sold the “Madame Curie” story rights to Metro, they made a deal which ROBERT MONTGOMERY gave them the services of Robert Montgomery, James Stewart and Robert Young, when they had the right stories for these three young men. And time passes, and they don’t seem to have yet found the right stories. —*— Maybe yon think it’s summer, but tfee football season is already under way in Hollywood. Paramount is liming Its yearly football picture, “Touchdown, Army,” with prac tically the same cast that last year did “Hold ’Em, Navy.” Taking •no college a year, they can keep going forever at that rate. —*— | Paulette Goddard is taking her career seriously at the moment. She plana to go to the Cape Playhouse, on Cape Cod, in time to appear in “French Without Tears,” and it’s said that Charlie Chaplin will coach her. And, of course, if the plan should be a great success and be dope in New York, with her still in the cast, she wouldn’t be at all annoyed. —*— Virginia Payne, the star of the popular radio serial, “Ma Perkins,” has all plans made for her vaca tion. She wants to go to Alaska and she wants Mrs. Patia Power, Tyrone Power’s mother, to go with her. Mrs. Power has agreed to go. The only difficulty is that Miss Payne, after elaborately making plans, may have to stay home. She’s not like those lucky radio stars who write their own material, and can Just write themselves out of a sketch for a few weeks when they want to go away. —*— Ginger Rogers’ mother has stepped out. She was a newspaper woman way back in the Texas days when Ginger was just a youngster who did the Charleston awful ly well. She has always stood be hind her talented daughter, helping her along and encouraging her. Now, she feels that it’s time for her to make a life for herself. Ginger doesn’t need her now, she says. So she packed up and went to New York, with a play, “Funny Man,” that needed a producer. She also, though that wasn’t generally known, was on a hunt for new talent for the screen. *— m Mrs. Lila Rogers There are a lot of radio stars who believe that it’s the second profession that you follow, not the first one, that brings success. Jack Benny began as a violinist. Burns and Allen were tap dancers. Lum and Abner were blackface comedians before they adopted the characters of rural storekeepers. Phil Baker was a musician, and Fred Allen was a juggler way back in the beginning. * ODDS AND ENDS—Jean Arthur ha$ been shopping for a collar for a cat, and then having to explain to the salespeople that she really wants it for a baby lynx— die “Wild Dill Hickok" company brought the lynx back from Utah, and Jean wants to keep it for a pet . . . Lionel Barry more spends his spare time in the studio designing a yacht compass . . . And James Stewart has a 16 mm. movie camera, with which he f s been snapping everybody in "You Can't Take It With You" . . . John Beal is breaking in a new meerschaum pipe, the gift of Edward Robinson. • Western Newspaper Union. J-toyd ADVENTURERS’ CLUB HEADLINES FROM THE LIVES OF PEOPLE LIKE YOURSELFI “The Rolling Stones” By FLOYD GIBBONS Famous Headline Hunter H ello everybody: Here’s another yarn from a CCC camp. By golly, it looks to me like those camps are swell places to go adventur ing. We’ve had a flock of yarns in this column from members of the CCC army—and all of them good ones, too. This one comes from John Martocci of Brooklyn, N. Y. John went out to Camp S-204, near Brigham, Utah, and it was there that he ran into the big adventure of his life—the adventure of the rolling stones. It was one cold morning in November, 1934, that John got up out of the hay to find a notice on the bulletin board. The notice called for volunteers to carry water pipes to a stub camp about 16 miles away, and John and his buddy. Bob Greene, signed up to do the work. Long, Hard Trip Around the Mountain. The foreman told them he’d give them two days off for doing the job, but before they got through with* it, they wished they’d held out for a week’s leave and a couple of bottles of horse liniment in the bargain. They were given two 10-<oot lengths of water pipe to carry, one on each shoulder, and brother, those pipes were tough to handle. The boys were all in before they’d gone 8 of the 16 miles along the trail that wound around the side of the mountain. It took them seven hours to make the entire trip—and then they were confronted with the long hike back again. It was late afternoon when they started back, and they had gone only five miles when the dusk began to shut down on them. They were afraid they’d lose the trail if they didn’t get home before nightfall, so Bob suggested that, instead of going all the way around the mountain, they climb over it. It might have been a good idea in the theory, but those two lads just didn’t have any conception of how big a mountain can be. Especially one of those Rocky mountains like they have out in Utah. Caught in a Landslide. It only looked like a mile or two across the mountain, so the two lads started to climb. They had only gone a quarter of a mile up the mountain when it started to rain. The skies began to get blacker, and Boulders bounced off the rock above them. it became harder and harder to see where they were going. But by ' that time it was too late to turn back, for they would never have found • the trail again. So they kept right on going. They climbed for two straight hours, while the gray dusk deepened into night. The mountain got so steep that they couldn’t stop to rest—just had to keep on climbing or roll down to the bot tom again. Then, in a flash of lightning, they saw a pile of boulders up ahead of them. “Those rocks,” says John, “were as big as cows. One of them was sort of square, with a flat top, and stuck out over the side of the slope. I thought that if we could get on top of it we could get some rest. I grabbed for the top of the rock, but my hands slipped off it. I yelled to Bob to give me a boost, and he did. It was then that the fireworks started.” And boy, those fireworks sure did start. “As best I can recall,” says John, “I felt something tugging at my feet and heard a noise that sounded like the beating of a drum. I yelled to my pal, ‘Bob! Bob! where are you?’ And then I heard him answer: “ ‘I’m right here at your feet. For God’s sake let go of that rock and lie down under it. It’s a landslide.’ I let go, wondering if I was going to roll all the way down the mountain, but Bob made a grab and held me. We were no sooner under cover than the big boulders up above us began to move.” Seemed Like the End of/the World. John says he can’t describe what took place after that, but he thought the world was coming to an end. “A couple of boulders,” ho says, “that must have weighed a ton apiece bounced right off the one we were under. I could hear the crackling and falling of trees down below when those big rocks hit them, and every time one of those big babies bounced off the rock above us, we wondered if our rock was going to hold, or if it was going to crash down on top of us. Boy, was I scared.” For hours those two lads hung there—or at least it seemed hours to them—and then things began to quiet down again. The slides ceased— the rain stopped. They clambered over the top of their rock and headed up the mountain again, but they didn’t get very far. For dead ahead, and about 300 feet above, the mountain shot straight up in a tall, smooth sided cliff. “It was as high as an ocean liner,” says John, “and we couldn’t have climbed up it any more than we could fly. We didn’t dare go back down the mountain, either, for fear we’d get lost, or caught in another one of those landslides. So we went back to our flat-topped rock and waited for morning.” When morning came, they heard shots. They yelled, and a gang of their own CCC pals came to their rescue. The lads had been missed, and the whole camp was out looking for them. They were taken back to camp, exhausted, and sick as dogs, as John puts it. And instead of getting two days leave in town,” he says, “we spent a week in bed at camp, nursing colds and getting over our exhaustion.” Copyright.—WNU Service. A Year on Planet Uranus On the planet Uranus a year con tains 68,000 days. The rate of rota tion of Uranus is so fast, and the rate of revolution about the sun is so slow, that the planet actually turns on its axis 68,00b times while making one trip around the sun. An Early Typewriter A French patent was granted to Xavier Projean of Marseilles in 1883 for a device consisting of an as sembly of bars with type, each type striking downward upon a common center. This was the prototype of the modern typewriter. The Mellon Institute The Mellon institute in Pittsburgh is modeled after a Greek temple with 62 Ionic monolithic granite col umns. The building is trapezoidal in form and is nine stories high on the inner court and six on the street. Temples of Confucius Almost every city in China has a “Temple of Confucius,” each filled from the gateway almost to the very steps of the altar with buyers and sellers of about every article imag inable. . “The Liberty Song” “The Liberty Song” is a patriotic poem written by John Dickinson, the signer of the Declaration of Independence, for whom Dickinson college, Carlisle, Pa., is named. It contains the line, “By uniting we stand, by dividing we fall.” “Celestial Love” The Hindu teaching is that there is no death, and that man passes from earth life to life in the astra. 1 heavens, and thence back to this earth or to other planets for further experience until perfection is ob tained. Writing of Prophet Jeremiah Eighteen inscriptions found at Lachish, Palestine, contain corre spondence of an official during a wartime attack, and show the kind of writing used by the prophet Jer emiah of the Bible. Bird Can Outrun Horse The American roadrunner or chaparral-cock (southwest United States) although only about the size of a magpie is the swiftest runnel of all birds. It can outrun a hors' or dog for hundreds of yards. —LITERARY GEMS Poe’s Tale of ‘Gold Bug’ Is Very Realistic By ELIZABETH C. JAMES A T THE time Edgar Allan Poe ■***was living at Charleston, S. C., his friend, one Legrand, was living on Sullivan island, just off the main land. Legrand had long been ill, so that he was attended in his loneli ness by Jupiter, a negro servant. One night in the fall of the year, when Poe was visiting at Legrand’s cottage, he found his host greatly excited about a rare scarrabaeus that he had found on the beach. Un fortunately he had lent the speci men to an officer at the nearby army post, but he drew a picture of the bug and handed the drawing to Poe. The latter regarded it a moment, holding it before the light of a blazing fire, and then mentioned that it looked more like a skull than a bug. Legrand became angry and took the paper back, looked at it intently and then dropped into Elizabeth James a revery. A few days later Poe received a summons to come at once to the cottage. At first Legrand appeared preoccupied, then he confided a mysterious plan, stating that they must leave in the late afternoon to carry it out. Poe feared that he was ill, and concurred for the sake of expediency. Soon they were in a desolate place where the wasteland had never been reclaimed. Legrand in dicated the route and Jupiter cut the path through the luxuriant un dergrowth. Presently a gigantic tree appeared. Treasure Discovered. Legrand gave his orders: Jupiter was to climb the gigantic tree, to count the limbs, and to go out as far as he could on the seventh limb. Some time elapsed for the climbing then Jupiter yelled in a lusty style: “Here’s a skull!” Legrand smiled with satisfaction. “Now drop the bug down through the left eye!” Explanations were necessary to indicate the left eye, but presently the gold bug slowly descended. Le grand became more eager. He made certain calculations, marked off 50 feet, drove a stake, and began to dig. The three men dug for two hours, but found nothing. “Jupiter, I’ll kill you!” cried Le grand suddenly. “Which way was that skull facing?” The skull was facing the tree, so the bug had indeed been put through the wrong eye. The entire calcula tion had to be repeated. When the digging had gone on apace the sec ond time, a metallic sound rang out PIONEERING AUTHOR The temptation is to write the column about the author and the box about the story. Poe is among the enigmatical writers of America. His literary position is three fold. He originated the an alytical story, known to us as the detective story; he ranks high as a literary critic; and he is usually regarded as the greatest poet that our nation has yet pro duced. Many critics of course do not accept this last evalua tion, preferring Walt Whitman. in the night. Faster they dug, and in the torchlight they saw two skel etons. Beneath them was an iron chest. The three men raised the chest, slipped the bands, and with their eyes magnetized, they beheld a king’s ransom in gold pieces. Jupiter was left on guard while the others carried the first load to the cottage. A second trip conveyed all the treasure to Legrand’s cot tage. Poe and Legrand estimated the wealth at a figure far less than the actual value. As they counted it out, Poe urged Legrand to relate how he had first believed treasure to be there. Legrand summarized his story thus: Legrand’s Explanation. That first evening beside the fire, he noticed the skull on the paper which Poe returned to him. The skull had not been on the paper when he had drawn the scarrabae us. Later he beheld the paper be fore the fire, heating it cautiously, and saw the picture of a kid slowly appear in one corner. Then a se ries of numbers became visible, covering the paper. Decoding it, he found directions for locating a tree with a skull on a certain limb, even the number of feet was indi cated in the circle. The kid was the signature of Captain Kidd. “And what was the connection be tween all this and that infernal scarrabaeus that you kept talking about and that you had Jupiter let down through the eye of the skull?” asked Poe. “I was irritated that you thought me crazy, so I thought I would give you something to think about,” Le grand said. “The gold bug has no connection at all, except I was drawing the picture of it, for it is a rare species, when the hot fire called my attention to the fact I held not paper, but parchment.” £) Bell Syndicate—WNU Service Designs for Sheer Cottons npHESE pretty styles will make you and your daughter feel fresh and cool, and look smart and charming, when you go out to tea parties or dinner, these midsum mer days. They have a summery, dressy effect, and yet they are not fussy. Make them yourself, and have something very individual as well as fashion-right. It’s so easy; a detailed sew chart comes with each pattern. And you can wear much prettier materials when you sew your own—at big savings, too. Afternoon Dress With Shirring. Shirring is one of the smartest details you can choose—it’s used just this way in new and expen sive models—on the shoulders, to give fullness over the bust, and at the sides only of the skirt. Thus your dress has animation and grace, and yet the front and back are plain and won’t crush and muss when you sit down. In dim ity, voile, organdy, handkerchief lawn or mull, with a youthful tie belt and frills of lace, this will be the most flattering frock you own. Bolero Frock for Little Girls. With or without the sleeveless bolero, this dress is a perfect dar ling for little girls! It’s so simple and yet it has loads of style, with its very puffed sleeves, very full skirt, and little round collar. No tice how short the bolero is—that’s the smart new kind. Make this up in dotted swiss, dimity, organdy or batiste, and trim it with ricrac. It Was Quite Natural for the Justice to Inquire Mr. Justice Dunne, of the New York State Supreme court, was presiding over an action for dam ages, when came this dialogue: “Did you see the plaintiff knocked down?” “Who, me?” “Yes, you.” “No, not me.” “Did you see the defendant at all?” “Who, me?” “Yes, you.” • “No.” “Then why are you here?” “Who, me?” “Yes, you.” “To see justice done.” “Who, me?” asked the judge. irish edging, or linen lace. It’s a pattern that you and your little girl will both like so well that you’ll make many times over. It will be nice for school in fall fab rics, too. 1505 is designed for sizes 4, 6, 8, 10 and 12 years. Size 6 requires 2V4 yards of 35 inch material for dress alone. Three-eighths yard for bolero; Y4 yard for contrasting collar, if desired. Two and three- eighths yards is required for trim ming bolero and collar. 1545 is designed for sizes 12, 14, 16, 18 and 20. Size 14 requires yards of 35 inch material. Three yards of lace edging for neckline and sleeves. One and one-fourth yards ribbon for belt. Send your order to The Sewing Circle Pattern Dept., Room 1020, 211 W. Wacker Dr., Chicago, 111. Price of patterns, 15 cents (in coins) each. Make the Most of It Each time in life comes but one time. ■ ■ ■ The Crying and Restlessness of children is frequently an indica tion of Worms or Tapeworm in the system. The cheapest, safest, and quickest, medicine for ridding chil dren or adults of these parasites is Dr.Peery’s ‘DEAD SHOT Vermifuge Ever/thing you want in NEW YORK! • is right around this quiat, congenial hotel. Rooms with bath from $2.50 single, $4 double. RAMOUS FOR GOOD FOOD. Woodstock 43rta St. East of Broadway TIMES SQUARE NEW YORK CIuaker State has accomplished a scien tific "miracle'' ... produced from the finest Pennsylvania crude oil a motor oil so pure that the common ailments of sludge, carbon and corrosion are wholly overcome. 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